Chapter 490: ? 9 heavy heavens, but so

In the upper continent, wars are furious.
The shouting and screaming sounded on the vast ground, and streamers streamed across the river, crisscrossing, crisscrossing mountains, mountains were cut, and rivers were cut.
This is the battle between the saints and the five phoenixes and the ascendants of the next triple sky.
This battle has made the upper powers more and more frightened. They used to have dominance in wars.
This time, however, it was losing ground and losing its resistance.
In particular, the powerful strength of the five phoenix heavens surprised them.
An overlord is like a demon god, with its axe and shield crested and standing, it is an immovable mountain.
It is difficult for every army to break through his obstacles.
The upper world has long messed up with the gods. On the Yun tribe, powerful men in various realms have been dispatched to fight endlessly.
The combined realm, the divine realm, and even the infant change, the Yuanying realm were dispatched.
however.
The invincible True Wonderland Overlord is invincible, and he is blocking the army.
Blocked before the Qianjun like a devil, the roaring mountains and rivers are actually the armies of the Yun clan, and they are losing ground.
There are even some Yuan Ying Realms, who were roared by the overlord and shattered their spiritual knowledge.
The overlord's practice is extraordinary. He created the magic sect in the five phoenix's western regions, spreading the veins of refining the body, and these practices have benefited the wuhuang practitioners.
Some practitioners who have little success in condensed spirit practice, and turned to the practice, have unexpected surprises.
Many practitioners of refining body flow are not weaker than Ningqi practice.
Therefore, the overlord alone gathered half of the luck of the Western Regions.
Therefore, the improvement of self-cultivation is extremely fast.
Not to mention Sima Qingshan, Kong Nanfei, and Bai Qingniao, the ancestors of Xiuxianmen who created their own different practice systems.
The road of Sima Qingshan's paintings, Kong Nanfei's arrogant spirit, and Bai Qingniao's "Nine Phoenix Changes" all brought great luck.
Their strength is not weak.
With the blessing of Qiyun, Qiyun is like a pillar, falling from nine days and irrigated.
The Yun tribe is defeated.
With one bit of war, he died.
The warfare of the saints has begun to decline rapidly, and it can even be said that they are slumped.
Today, the only hope they have is the ancestors who fought in the outer battlefield.
If the sacred ancestors could kill the enemy with a strong force, the return of glory would be a great inspiration to their sluggish momentum.
They may be able to regroup and regain the majesty of the saints.
Will the ancestors lose?
Lu Jiulian's strength can rival the ancestor?
No one believes this, because the gap between Lu Jiulian's strength and his ancestors is too large.
What's more, the ancestors of the Yun tribe are not a weak sanctuary, but the ancestors of the tribe.
Boom boom!
On the upper continent, the Yun people chose to retreat to the temple.
In the temple, their emperor soldiers are sacrificed. Although the emperor soldiers are not present, the temple still has the remaining emperor's authority, which can provide them with shelter.
On the other side is Yuan Magnetic Sky.
The battlefield of Yuan Citian is more violent than the upper continent.
The dark army of the dark soil almost swept the Dao army, under the blessing of the flames of the Taishang furnace.
The strong Taoists, like burned ants, made a crackling sound.
The emperor's fire is not extinguished, and it will even burn the Yuanshen like anthrax.
This pain and calamity made the Dao army unable to even escape, and it was destroyed.
The nine major city leaders led by Yantai Xuan all have karma such as pillars and strong strength, which overthrow the strong of Taoism.
The tragic sound was endless in Yuancitian.
On this day, Yuancitian blood flowed into the river.
Countless strong men trembled and looked at each other, and once the Xianxue and Chaoyuan strongmen who had been high above them, withered.
But there was excitement in their eyes.
Taoism is over!
A sacred tribe in the upper world, then it is destroyed!
Remove from the top ten saints!
Undead is constantly floating in the void. That is the dead Taoist strongman. However, what is the specialty of the Underworld?
A chain of icy soul-locks intertwined, detaining them all.
Under the orders of Yan Taixuan, all of them were taken into Huang Quan, and after passing through the baptism of Huang Quan, they crossed into the sea of ​​bitterness.
Become the soul power of their professional skills.
Ok?
Stunned.
Everyone looked up.
The movement in the Tianwai battlefield began to quiet down gradually.
The terrible roar disappeared, and there was no doubt that the battle in the Tianwai battlefield was over.
As for the results, everyone is watching.
Wow ...
suddenly.
The Taoist monks still looked up, and there was silence in their hearts.
It was a sorrow for the loss of a loved one.
A strong, still insisting on resisting the Chaoyuan Realm burned by the Emperor's fire, his face was pale and his body wobbled.
He looked back and looked at the vast upper boundless continent.
It is seen, however, that there are blood-stained clouds on the mainland's sky.
In the clouds, the rain splashed.
It is even more endless wailing sounds, that wailing sounds are transmitted from heaven by heaven.
The Taoist Chaoyuan strong shivered.
"The sky rains, the path of wailing ..."
"Sacred Ancestor fell!"
The Chaoyuanjing covered his chest. The feeling of emptyness in his heart made him feel a sense of fear.
And in the ancestral land of Taoism ...
Every tribe looked up.
They looked at the sky and felt the blood rain flowing.
Many people, unconsciously, actually shed tears.
boom!
"I am going to incarnate, curse forever, and curse your ancestor of the Yun tribe!"
The stern voice, with boundless resentment, lingered away.
next moment……
In the eyes of every Taoist monk, a picture emerged. In the picture, the Taoist ancestor's body began to collapse, and the Yuanshen was swallowed up by the cursed power, turning it into a vicious and extremely powerful force.
What kind of resentment will make a saint ancestor willing to die uneasily and incarnate the world's most disgusting curse power?
Taoist monks, every look pale.
The creatures in the ancestral land cried.
Taoist ancestors ... dead!
The pillar of their Taoism, just died!
boom!
Yuan magnetic sky.
A Taoist dynasty realm was dazzled, he was covered with emperor fire, flew back to the upper continent, and flew back to the Taoist ancestral land.
Endured with sorrow, launched a plan laid out in advance, a migration plan.
If Daozu does not die, they have hope.
But now ...
The ancestors died, they must move with their clan, otherwise ... they would be slaughtered by the Yun clan, as well as the five phoenixes and the monks of the next triple heaven!
The sky was raining with blood.
In the ancestral land of Taoism.
The North Korean powerhouse who returned from the fire and fire looked at the ancient warship full of Taoist spirit and hope, disappearing in the teleportation formation.
The Taoism, which has been passed down for millions of years, must not be destroyed in his hands.
Watching the Taoist souls leave, the Chaoyuan realm finally closed his eyes with relief.
His Yuan Shen was also burned by the emperor fire and completely fell.
Before falling.
He made a stern, unwilling roar.
"Yunzu! Don't die!"
...
the other side.
In the ancestral homeland of the Yun tribe, every practitioner showed a terrifying color.
Watching the sky bleed, their hearts were tightening.
I almost thought that the ancestor of the Yun tribe was dead.
However, the wailing voice did not cover the Yun tribe, so it should be the Taoist ancestors, not the Yun ancestors.
This made all the Yun people hiding in the temple relieved.
But it was just a relief.
Today, they have no war.
Looking out there, the fierce Wuhuang Heavenly Men were extremely cold.
suddenly.
The temple of the Yun tribe suddenly shakes!
The sky was raining with blood.
Another blood rain!
The monk of the Yun tribe raised his head blankly, looking at the sky, his heart seemed to be hollowed out.
After all, it will come.
Can't escape.
Bang!
The sky was torn apart.
A figure slowly walked out of it.
Lu Jiulian looked embarrassed and bloodied, but he was cold and holding a Qinglian sword in his hand.
Sword ... runs through one's head, picking the other's body.
Rumble!
As if a thunder broke the sky.
All the Yun tribe strongmen were numb and looked at Lu Jiulian, who looked like a rainbow from the battlefield outside the sky.
Lu Jiulian's sword is carrying the body of the ancestor of the Yun tribe!
The icy corpse of the Yunzu Shengzu!
In an instant.
The string of tension in the hearts of the Yun people fell completely!
In their hearts, the supreme and powerful ancestors of the Yun tribe were ... destroyed!
"How could this be?"
A face of despair in the Chaoyuan Realm.
They cannot accept such a result, but this is an ancestor, who uses the power of heaven to temper his body, and has the sacred ancestors who have vast sacred power!
Why ... died? !!
Lu Jiulian ... What to kill the ancestor? !!
Even the five phoenixes, Lu Wang, Sovereign King, Sima Qingshan, Bai Qingniu, and others were slightly surprised.
They didn't seem to think that Lu Jiulian could really kill the ancestor.
After preparing to suppress the Yun clan, they entered the battlefield outside the sky and helped Lu Jiulian.
result……
Lu Jiulian actually defeated Shengzu with her own strength.
Saint Zu ... so weak? !!
There are some claims of killing the enemy at a higher level, but they believe that Lu Jiulian has killed an unusual holy place.
However, killing the ancestor ... a ancestor who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, they really can't believe it.
Lu Jiulian was carrying his hand, holding the sword with one hand, the sword trembling.
The corpse of the ancestor of the Yun tribe fell from above nine days.
boom!
Suddenly hit the ancestral land of the Yun clan.
A monk of the Yun nationality looked at Shengzu's undead corpse, and many older monks were stupefied and coughed up blood.
Defeat ... defeat? !!
The defeat of the ancestors of the Yun tribe, the final hope of the Yun tribe is completely annihilated, which indicates that the Yun tribe, which has been passed down for millions of years, will be destroyed!
Rumble!
The fall of a sacred ancestor died under Lu Jiulian's Qinglian sword, so the force of great fortune rushed across.
Immerse Lu Jiulian's body.
Wow ...
The clothes are flying and the breath is increasing.
With her eyes closed, Lu Jiulian looked complex.
Finally, I chose to take this step.
boom!
Taking a step forward, Lu Jiulian felt that the bottleneck seemed to be torn by powerful forces.
Hum ...
Qi Yun is like a river, Lu Jiulian fell into Xuanxian for a moment!
Wuhuang adds another Holy Land combat power!
The heavenly men and women of the Five Phoenixes and the ancestors of the next triple sky looked at Lu Jiulian's breath and stepped into the sanctuary, all showing envy.
But more still excited!
From today, the myth of the upper world saints is broken!
...
Tianwai battlefield.
Lu Fanduan sat, white wins snow, silver blades stacked.
The lingering chessboard hovered in front of him, exuding a shining light.
Roll up your sleeves, set up, and set up a chess game on the board.
Rumble!
The void roared.
The rolling will of heaven, as if the beast sent out a terrifying roar.
Lei Yun rolled in, heavy as if to collapse the realm.
This is Tiandao robbery, Jiuzhongtian Tiandao robbery, is Zhulong's robbery after becoming a fairy.
This robbery is more terrifying than ever.
After all, the sacred realm is not weak in the Ninth Heaven, and Shou Yuan can reach hundreds of thousands of years and can become the ancestor of a family.
With such forces, Jiu Zhongtian naturally lowered the robbery penalty.
far away.
Zhu Long returned quickly.
In accordance with Lu Fan's instructions, she returned after maiming the Yun ancestors.
As soon as she returned, a looting penalty appeared in the sky.
Inspired by the father who was light and faint under the thunder, Zhu Long could not help showing admiration.
This robbery was terrible. Zhu Long took it upon herself. If she crossed the robbery herself, she would be cut into some scales and bleed.
And Dad, it's so easy!
boom!
The first thunder penalty, like a Thunder Trident, fell from the sky.
The void tore, and the cracks made a terrible noise.
Lu Fan's white clothes flew.
With a chuckle, the mule dropped.
Snapped!
Suddenly, a lingering beam of light burst into the sky.
Collide with that Thunder Trident!
boom!
In the void, ripples of energy trembled, like circles of water, and a small pebble was dropped.
The Thunder Trident was dispelled and the spirit pressure disappeared.
Zhu Long stood in the distance, with his mouth slightly open, full of admiration.
"Wow……"
"Yes, it's Dad."
This Thunder Trident robbery, if you change her, I am afraid it will crack a scale.
The second thunder penalty dropped again.
Lu Fan is still an understatement.
Rushing into the sky, colliding with Thunder.
Fireworks collided in the air like one after another, setting off a stormy sea.
Zhu Long closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her good face rose forty-five degrees.
"Wow" in the mouth keeps on.
On the Thousand Blades Chair, Lu Fan's Yuanshen poured into the spirit-pressing chessboard.
The surrounding area has turned into a chessboard field. At this moment, it seems to be playing against heaven.
With thunder and robbery as the ending, Lu Fan returned with spirit pressure.
However, this sanctification robbery made Lu Fan dissatisfied.
"Jiuzhongtiandao ... But that's it."
Lu Fandao.
He shook his head and felt sorry.
The feeling he wanted didn't show up.
boom!
It seemed that Lu Fan's emotions and rebellious words angered Jiu Zhongtian's robbery.
next moment.
As if a thunder palm was shot from the thick clouds.
Which seems to be intertwined with Tao Yun!
The mighty Saint Wyatt suddenly spread out from the palm of Thunder.
Zhu Long closed her eyes, her hair fluttered, feeling the power of her palm, her complexion was extremely dignified.
This robbery was terrible.
If it is tough, Zhu Long feels that he will not only drop the dragon scales, but also bleed.
On the thousand-edged chair, Lu Fanxizi could not help raising her head.
Looking at the sky covering the sky, intertwined with the Dao Yun, filled with the mighty thunder palms of Shengwei.
Lu Fan's eyes lit up.
This is what he wants!
Hum ...
Under the control of Lufan's Yuanshen, the Sky Stealing Tower suddenly floated up.
Slowly thrown by Lu Fan.
He hurriedly moved towards the thunder palm that was captured by the sun.
Stealing Tower, finally it can be used!
Congenital Lingbao ... The rank is even higher than the heavenly rank!
Lu Fan was a little curious. How about this power?
boom!
When the palm collided with the little tower, it was like a mountain, and it hit a ant.
The shocking explosion erupted immediately.
Rumble!
The dull sound intertwined in the sky.
The thunder palm ... it just broke!
One of the intertwined truths was absorbed by the stolen tower, like a whale swallow, and like a dragon drawing water, all flowing in from the top of the tower.
Shengwei disintegrated, Tao Yun disappeared.
Thunder's palm naturally fell apart.
A terrible horror punishment disappeared.
Lu Fan's eyes were shining, his fingers were lightly holding his hand.
It is indeed an innate Lingbao, and the threat of robbery to him was completely stolen from the tower.
"Also, there are about 10,000 Taoist enlightenments in this last robbery ... Although they are not as good as the imperial soldiers dismantled, they are almost the same as sanctified robbery. "
Ten thousand Daoyun is not too much for today's Wuhuang.
However, Lu Ban's 10,000 words, Lu Fan naturally still happy.
Lu Fan calculated.
That is to say ... once sanctified, you can earn 10,000 Taoism from the Heavenly Path of Jiuzhong.
If you train ten Xuanxian, you can get 100,000 Daoyun.
One hundred Xuanxian is one million Tao ...
Lu Fan's eyes could not help but brighten.
However, it is not so easy to cultivate a fairy who is so lucky.
Besides, Jiuzhong Tiandao should not be stupid, stealing once is OK, stealing a hundred times ...
Jiuzhong Tiandao fears that he will chase after the Five Phoenixes.
Rumble!
far away.
Thick clouds converge.
Lu Fan's eyes brightened and he looked over.
It was Lu Jiulian who was crossing the robbery.
Lu Jiulian stabbed the ancestors of the Yun tribe with a sword and got lucky, and now he has entered the realm of Xuanxian.
With holy warfare, it is natural to go to sacred calamity.
It is another 10,000 Daoyun account.
but……
Rather than blocking for Zhu Long, Lu Fan would not choose to easily block Lu Jiulian.
After all, with the help of Zhu Long, Lu Jiulian had killed the ancestors of the Yun tribe. His foundation was unstable, and he was more likely to be thwarted by thunder and punishment, and his foundation could be more stable.
and so……
Lu Fan looked at Zhu Long with a look of admiration in the distance and waved.
Zhu Long flew to her, and Lu Fan threw the Sky Tower to her.
Pointing at Lu Jiulian's direction, Chuan Yin said something.
Zhu Long closed her eyes, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, but her eyebrows could not help floating.
Later, after retreating with Lu Fan, holding the Sky Tower, he hummed and went in the direction of Lu Jiulian.
...
Boom boom!
The thunderous thunder kept falling.
The exploding Tianwai battlefield roared, the boulder burst, and even void cracks spread like spider webs.
Huh!
Lu Jiulian was scorched black, resisted a robbery, and smashed onto a big rock, her body sunken in it, and got up hard.
The whole body was exhaling a scorched atmosphere.
Jiu Zhongtian's Heavenly Robbery ...
Lu Jiulian gritted his teeth, he did not flinch, and the strength in his body became more and more tyrannical under the punishment of robbery.
In fact, Lu Jiulian had the sacred realm combat ability, and after this disaster, she was absolutely secure.
Before the battle with the ancestors of the Yun tribe, although he suffered, he also learned a lot, and gained a lot of insights about Xiuwei.
As a result, he was able to survive the robbery.
Lu Jiulian was full of green smoke.
The sword stood, and squinting glanced at Zhu Long with closed eyes floating in the distance.
"Girl, stay away, this time, I can work hard."
Lu Jiulian smiled, said.
Zhu Long closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his good-looking face bowed slightly to Jiulian Landing.
With a chuckle, the pear vortexes on both sides of the mouth quietly bloomed.
After that.
Zhu Long looked at the heavy robbery clouds on the sky.
Echoing in his heart, Abba sat on a thousand-edged chair, understating the tone.
Zhu Long's red lips lightly opened, and the sound resounded like exquisiteness echoing in the Tianwai battlefield.
"Jiuzhongtiandao ~ EbookFREE.me ~ But that's all."
Zhulong Road.
Lu Jiulian, standing against a sword, suddenly became stiff.
Rumble!
The clouds burst suddenly.
Thunder's big palm was shot from it, intertwined with Dao Yun, filled with the mighty and magnificent.
The horrifying thunder palm seemed to be wrapped in anger and fell from the sky.
The surrounding area is dense, like spider webs covering the cracks in the space of the battlefield.
The devastating Qi machine makes everyone cold.
"?????"
Lu Jiulian.
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