Chapter 648, Wu Chi Ding Hao
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Blade and Sword God Sovereign
- Luan Shi Kuang Dao
- 1918 characters
- 2021-02-03 05:39:28
"Sure enough, you are not dead, today is a life and death." The new sacred sect of the sacred sword sect is also an old man who needs to be white, wrinkles like a gully, the body is like a firewood, filled with a decay And the breath of death, not much life, blood and blood is declining.
"Oh, you old star, you should have died." [The extermination of the sword sect] the holy power of the faint smile, a shot is silver and turbulent, covering the sky.
These old people used to be the protagonists of an era. They played a great reputation in this world and became a saint. There is no genius with great perseverance, great opportunity and great fortune. Unfortunately, the years are ruthless and arrogant. The era is, after all, passed.
Nowadays, their blood is declining and they have entered the Jubilee Year. This force forcing the power is actually overdrafting the last vitality in the body.
"kill!"
Bai Quanshui and Song deficiency, and other people, rushed with other masters.
There was a killing in the sky.
[Chu Tian Jian Zong] The two most powerful people were blocked. Although they also occupied the advantage of the number of people, they also operated in this mountain range for thousands of years. However, there is still a gap in personal strength, and Song Wei and Bai Quanshui this time. The people who are brought are the elites in the elite, just like the red iron tongs inserted into the cheese, it is simply unstoppable.
Ding Hao did not hesitate and entered the battle circle.
He and Song Shao, Bai Quanshui formed a triangular protruding cone, and there was almost no enemy in the past.
Song lacks the hand holding the "Qingyun Zhuang Ding Ding", a quasi-supreme device, which is specially used to crush and crack various defense inscriptions. Wherever you go, I don’t know how many cracked swordsmen have been prepared hard. Blasting, and a silver sword in the hands of Baiquan Shui, seems to be simple, but each sword is shot, it is a white radiance, unbreakable, is also a quasi-supreme device.
This is also their card.
The quasi-supreme device and the supreme device are only half a word. If it is fully motivated, the destructive power is also quite terrible, enough to rival the holy power.
The cracked swords of the dynasty have appeared in the ranks of the Emperor of the Emperor, and there are also various kinds of supernaturals and even treasures. Unfortunately, in the face of the thunder strikes of these two quasi-supreme devices, they all collapsed.
At this time, the real super-big gates show the strength and weakness in contrast.
With the accumulation of the swords of the sacred sect, it is absolutely impossible to ask the sects such as Jian Zong, but before the true super sect of Qing Yunzong and the extermination of Jian Zong, it seems a bit not enough.
Ding Hao urged the rust sword and the magic knife, did not stimulate the power of the taboo supreme, but it was enough to protect themselves.
"Don't be in love!"
The Song was short of drinking, and the people with Qingyun Zong rushed toward the depths of the Split Mountain Range, killing the blood all the way.
White spring water is also the same choice.
Qingyun Zong and the extermination of Jianzong can generate power to deal with the cracked swords. Selling Ding Hao is actually the second most important thing. The most important thing is the accumulation and wealth of the melon splitting swords. This is the accumulation of a large-scale sect. It is definitely an amazing collection.
Fundamentally speaking, the two main sects are not good, but they are also killing people.
In a twinkling of an eye, Song deficiency and Baiquan Shui have already taken people into the sect of the Sword of Heaven.
The sounds of various explosions and smothers rang into one piece. The buildings were destroyed in the horrific battle, the statues collapsed, and the mountains collapsed.
"Only the first evil, the slave is not good, the refusal to resist, the killing is not to say." Song lacks a big drink, the voice is like a thunder, rolling and stirring.
The other two major factions also followed suit and drank.
This effect is obvious.
Seeing that the general trend has gone, more and more disciples of the Swordsmen have given up the battle and turned and fled. They are not willing to accompany the Zongmen and die. In the face of death, there is nothing to hesitate. Only a few dead soldiers will die. Soon the blood will stain the sky.
"The so-called super sectarians are far better than the ordinary disciples of the sect."
Ding Hao shook his head and sighed.
Bang!
A violent explosion in the distance.
The sky was blown out by a black mist, like a black hole. The surrounding space was distorted. A hundred meters of circular abyss appeared in the void. The terrible energy fluctuations spread in all directions, and countless strong people around it were instantly Inhaled into the collapsed black hole, and even the dozens of black peaks on the ground below were uprooted and swallowed together...
This terrible scene is like turning upside down, everything falling toward the sky.
A sly figure, free from the black collapse, with blood in his mouth, like a blood wash, to be crumbling in the sky, the injury is extremely heavy, but it is the sacred figure of the extermination of the sword, this terrible Fighting, he finally survived.
The Elder of the Sword of Heaven, who was too elder, was always inferior. At the end of the battle, it was finally unsupported. Eventually, the self-destruction failed to kill the opponent, but it created the scene of the world in the sky.
The terrible void black hole has not been scattered for a long time.
This scene is just like the end of the day, and many people are horrified.
Ding Hao looked up and saw a burst of horror, even if he was, if it was affected by such energy collapse, I was afraid that it would be shredded in an instant.
Song deficiency and Baiquan Shui are also scared.
Above the Emperor Wu is the Emperor Wu, the Emperor Wu is the Wu Sheng, the Holy Power is higher than himself and others, and it is really not what they can speculate. If it is against this old monster, it is also an instant. It is going to be spiked.
At this time, the mountain gate of the cracked swords had been completely destroyed.
It’s all over the place.
There are even some disciples of the Sword of Heaven, using the advantages of familiar terrain architecture, looting in various arsenals, and others igniting chaos, shouting and killing, everywhere there is fire and pain, rushing .
Song Wei, Bai Quanshui and Ding Hao and others did not fight, and directly went to the depths of the largest arsenal of the Swords of the Clouds. On the way, they saw the disciples of the Swordsmen of the Swordsmen civil strife, in order to compete for the Zongmen The property is killing each other and the corpse is everywhere.
"This kind of sect, can you last for a long time?"
Ding Hao sighed.
The image of the so-called Grand Gate in Ding Hao’s mind suddenly collapsed.
They are still far from asking the sects of Jianzong and Qingping College.
At least the disciples of Xiaozongmen will not be afraid of death when Zongmen faces a major disaster. They will come forward, even if they are dead, they will not be afraid. In Qingping College, there are also people like Kong Yiru, and most of them are extremely Tough, but the disciples of the Sword of the Sword, under such a situation, extraordinary can not maintain the sect, but it is the internal bar, killing each other.
The battle in the sky is still fierce.
Qingyunzong and the dozens of older generations of the extermination of Jianzong stopped the veteran of the sacred swords, and the big sky was dark and dark, and the energy fluctuations that broke could be spread wildly. Many cracked swords The disciples of the sect were unable to escape, and they were instantly shaken into powder.
This is why the two major sects only selected a few elite players to participate in this action -
At the very least, it is possible to avoid such a scene where the gods fight the mortal suffering.
The tree fell.
Under the scene of the entanglement of the real powerhouse of Zongmen, the disciples of the ordinary slashing swordsmen were looted and made birds and beasts scattered.
In the midst of the rumble, the black peaks collapsed and the buildings built on the peaks turned into waste soil.
The dust and gravel skyrocketed and covered the land hundreds of miles away.
The ground cracked a deep bottomless gap, and red magma spurted out of the ground. It was like a red river flowing on the ground, and then quickly solidified into a black rock, in the air. The smoke is filled with the smell of sulfur and pungent.
The sky that was originally blue and washed, has been obscured by various flames.
The terrible power of the older generation of powerful people completely shattered the void, the transparent color of the space barrier fragments splashed, the space cracks like the mouth of the behemoth, releasing a huge suction, numerous rock dust on the ground Slowly rising towards the sky, the scene is very strange, like a sudden weight loss.
The force field of this space has been so violently fought and completely disturbed.
It is like a legendary battlefield.
"Ding brother, what are you doing here, you can't wait for someone to hide, don't you want your one?" Seeing that the biggest treasure house of the swordsman has been broken, just before the Song, he turned and saw Ding Hao was staring at the battlefield of the gods in the sky, and could not help but remind him.
Ding Hao thought about it and said: "Haha, how can I not worry about the white brother and you, just suddenly a little something, you go first."
"Alright, you hurry." Song lacked the master of Qingyun Zong, rushed in.
Since it has long been determined that the sword must be broken, the Qingyun sect and the extermination of the sect have made various preparations, and started the nails that have been buried in the interior of the slashing swords, and explored many important information. Clearly clear, it is easy to find the largest arsenal of the sacred swords, these thousands of years of sacred possession, now belong to them.
The slashing swordsman is obviously a bit uncomfortable. I didn’t expect the two major sects to suddenly attack, which is a failure.
Seeing that the two major factions have already rushed into the underground treasure house, Ding Hao held the rust sword and the magic knife, slightly urging the power, but turned and slowly approached the magical battlefield of the wrong force field. .
This level of fighting, perhaps the core figures of the Song Dynasty and the white springs, is no stranger. Qingyunzong and the extermination of the swordsmen will let them feel the power of the holy level in order to cultivate them, but for Ding Hao, he is born in a small martial art. For disciples, it is extremely rare.
Ding Hao should feel the power fluctuations of this holy power, and perhaps there will be feelings.
The closer to the chaotic force field, Ding Hao felt that breathing was difficult. The original smoothness began to become stagnant, slow in the meridian channel, and a transparent light wave radiated, Ding Hao snorted, body I couldn’t help myself to fall into the sky with lightning.