Chapter 285: Leave 殇【一一,求月票】

The battle between the old head and the sacred shadow has already been broken. The old master has nowhere to go. The sword is simple, but it contains avenues, crushing the heavens and the earth. Every sword falls, and the horrible swords are crushed. Large voids.
On the other hand, the sacred shadow is also a roar, the magic gun is like a dragon, and the old head is in opposition. The destruction of the two sacred masters is enough to collapse the void. Both of them have a tacit understanding. In the sky, even the legendary master's eyesight can barely see a little bit.
Ye Xiwen condensed divinity into his eyes, and suddenly he saw the eyes of the sky, and he saw it in an instant. The old head is already the end of the strong, the hair must be chaotic, the breathing is short, and the eyes can be defeated anytime and anywhere.
On the other hand, the sacred shadow is the stronger the Vietnam War. This is why Ye Xiwen is somewhat worried. If the old master is defeated, then the following will face the situation of the sacred shadow.
The strength of the holy land is too strong. You must know that in the ten countries of the southeastern region, the legend is enough to sway one side, and the king is the ancestor, let alone the holy place, perhaps among the top leaders in the ten countries of the southeastern region. There will be a sacred master sitting in the town!
A sacred place is enough to raise the entire sect to the forefront of the ten countries in the southeastern region. In the country, it is enough to dominate the country. It is no longer the situation of the five families, but the one yuan.
However, before this, Ye Xiwen never heard of the existence of a sacred master in the Yuanzong. The former sacred master who was familiar with the Yuanyuan sect was only one of the ancestors.
However, it is normal to think about it. The situation of the old head is only as true as the demon sacred shadow used to delay the consumption of life, only to live to the present, otherwise, in the case of the old head, simply not It may have lived from more than a thousand years ago.
Obviously, the high-level meaning is to use the old head as the last hand. Rather than the usual deterrent power.
"Boom!" Ye Xiwen's hands were printed, and the seal of the mountain was changed. The wind fell and rose, and the bigger and bigger, the embarrassing fall into the Mozu iron ride. Suddenly, he was seriously injured.
The masters of the Mozu are directly ignoring Ye Xiwen, not wanting to kill Ye Xiwen. Instead, I saw Ye Xiwen’s two wars and two masters with legendary strength. Actually, they will also wipe out all of them. This kind of horrible fighting power has killed most of the masters of the Mozu. They don’t know that Lu Hongwei’s two people were defeated by Ye Xiwen’s Tianyuan mirror to lower their realm and skill. War II.
They didn't know the joints in them. They only thought that Ye Xiwen was so strong that he didn't dare to approach.
However, Ye Xiwen's attention is still placed on the head of the old man and the shadow of the sacred world.
"Old guy, today is your death!" The sacred shadow of the sacred man laughed wildly, and the long shot in his hand burst into a tough. Like a strip of poisonous snakes, in an instant, every snake is tanned, corroding the space, and the town collapsed. Unusual horror.
The old head is not the same, just coughing constantly, blood splashing out. However, the long sword in his hand is not slow at all, let him shoot in the sky, I only have one sword to break the law, all the swords and minds are upholding the obsession, a sword breaks the law!
"boom!"
The sword shadow of the old head seems to be unremarkable. Only a sword is thrown out, but it bursts with the light that makes it difficult to look directly. It seems to sweep all the ordinary, and instantly destroy the gun shadows of the guns in a flash. The plain sword is instantly broken.
In the eyes of the sacred shadow, it is difficult to hide a look of surprise. At this time, there is no time to surprise him. Only between the electric and the flint, the sword of the old head has already arrived.
"when!"
The Sword of the Sword in the hands of the old head broke the power of terror, and instantly swayed in the magic gun in the hands of the Holy Land.
The power of terror broke his palm through the body of the gun instantly, and even the long shots almost went off.
But the sword is faster, almost in an instant, and a sword light wipes between his neck.
"How can this be!" The Holy Land Shadow is incredible.
"Boom!" The tall body of the sacred shadow crashed down, and the body was separated. The head of the old man’s hand carrying the sacred shadow went step by step from the sky, but Ye Xiwen could see it, the face of the old head The instantly changing old and old, the skin becomes dry and split, like the old bark, the body has become more desolate, and even the hands and feet are slightly shaking.
Many of the disciples of the Yuanzong are crying, and the old head has come to the end of life. Everyone can see that they are crying.
"Comprehensive counterattack!" A roar came from the depths of the Yuanzong. I saw dozens of figures smashed out from the Yuanzong. The head of the Yuanzong was the head of the Yuanzong, Wu Rutian, this time Wu Rutian’s body It is full of blood, and behind him is not the deputy head, it is the elders, the legendary masters of all colors, but at this time, these dozens of people each have some injuries, a serious arm is bombed Drop, blood flows.
Obviously, it was also a fierce battle. At this time, the disciples of Yiyuanzong could not attend to investigate why these elders were not in the most critical time. Now the other sacred masters have been killed, and the entire Mozu coalition is in vain. They didn't even think that the sacred demon would be killed, and the old man who seemed to be weak and can't help but smothered.
In particular, these coalition forces were not very homogeneous in their hearts. At this time, they were even more chaotic. At this time, they did not know where to start. The entire hundreds of thousands of coalition forces began a great retreat and fled back to the cracks in space.
The morale of the Yuanzong disciple began to counterattack.
"Zhuzu!" Wu broken the sky to see the old head like this, suddenly crouched on the ground and burst into tears, still remember that when he was still young, it was the guidance of the old head, in order to advance rapidly, become a yuan At the head, now I see the old head like this, it is difficult to suppress the mood.
The people behind the many elders of the elders also saw their redness. The old heads lived from more than a thousand years ago. They are all prestigious in front of the people, but when they are still disciples, which ones are not They have been pointed by the old head, and only they know the existence of the old head.
In their hearts, the old head is even higher than the prestige of the founding father.
"Idiot!" The old head put the head of the sacred master on one side and landed on a mountain. Naturally, someone specially put away the body of the sacred shadow, which is invaluable and can be a terrible magic weapon. .
The old master sighed and said: "Life is alive, life and death are commonplace. Although our military people claim to be fighting against the sky, but who has done it since ancient times, and I should have died more than a thousand years ago, now I have lived for more than a thousand years and it has already taken a lot of money!"
"Zhuzu, you can't die, one yuan can't leave you alone!" Wu Ruantian cried, a big man cried like this, but no one had a teasing thought, because other people are not good at it. Many Yuan disciples are crying.
The old head just shook his head and said: "The Yuanzong generation is stronger than the first generation. I don't have any dissatisfaction. It is also the right ancestor of the dynasties. It should be over!"
The atmosphere of the old head is getting weaker and weaker.
It seems that there has been a scene in the past. It was originally a very ordinary disciple, but it was pushed to the stage because of the accidental fall of a large number of masters in the Yuan Dynasty.
A calm life has also been disrupted.
In the turbulent era, the East and the West discussed, once and for all, and re-established the status of a Yuanzong, bringing the Yuanzong to the right track, and he lost too much.
Dear, brother, master, lover, one by one, a fresh face passed.
Silently leaving, the thin body of the old head instantly turned into smoke and disappeared into the void.
The old head is seated!
Everyone is not sad anymore. Wu Diantian is standing up and biting up the steel teeth. He screams: "Kill, you want these konjac, pay the price!"
Ye Xiwen also converges on a heavy mood. Sitting is the old choice of the old head. Although Ye Xiwen and the old head are not anxious, Ye Xiwen can't help but respect.
Ye Xiwen and Xiaolang Yeshu and others directly flew back to the peak of Qianyu. At this time, there are still secluded places in the Qianyu Peak, and the world is in a fairyland. At this time, there are murderous anger everywhere, various offensive circles and The organs are all open, just like a war machine.
Ye Xiwen personally came back to sit in the town. The power of Qian Yufeng naturally need not be said. The power is full, just like a tank car that is arrogant and overbearing. It has been crushed all the way, and the magical people swept across the thousands of peaks. In an instant, it was swept into smoke, and a legendary realm still wanted to come and block it. Ye Xiwen did not control it. He directly hit the past, and the legendary Mozu was directly crushed into pieces.
"Kill, straight to the devil's nest!" Ye Xiwen sat on the main seat, roaring.

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