Chapter 3699: Magic sword, black spirit

"Dare you?" Xiao Yi's eyes widened in anger instantly, and his cold voice instantly resounded throughout the world.
Boom boom boom boom...
Above the sky, thunder surged.
In the huge sea of ​​thunder, a giant unicorn beast wants to cut through the sky and come into the world.
Before the giant unicorn beast fell, the astonishing momentum and thunder pressure had already crushed the ancestors of hundreds of families.
Baishuang looked sharply at Xiao Yi, with a sense of war and horror in his eyes.
Such a strong man who can oppress their hundreds of ancestors with his own momentum is definitely a strong man in the world, and even stronger than a heavenly monarch alone.
When he calmed down his anger, he could provoke such a thunder that was equal to the might of heaven and earth. Such strength, even the general Ultimate Sovereign Realm, might not be able to do it.
And such a strong man is just a young man whose true age is the same as his face?
"Huh." Eight days Jun Qiqi coldly snorted.
Above the sky, in the sea of ​​thunder, the huge wandering dragon condensed by eight dragon flames appeared out of thin air, and the thunder of Bafang was instantly torn to pieces during the wandering.
The eight dragons soared and surrounded the thunder and lightning unicorns that were about to come to the world, making it impossible to descend any more.
"Huh, don't you dare?" Misty Tianjun drank coldly.
"Why don't you dare to clean up a group of creatures who help you, a heaven-defying man?"
"Dividing all the heaven and earth variables derived from you, a variable man, is to comply with the heaven and earth, why dare you?"
"Break it for me." Xiao Yi shouted violently, with purple lightning in his hands surging.
But the turbulent thunder had just born, but in a flash, under the suppression of the eight-stranded dragon flame, only screams remained.
It's like a torrent of turbulent waves. At this moment, it is surrounded by eight mountains. No matter how turbulent the waves are, they can't escape the entrapment of these eight mountains.
Gu Yuan Tianjun sneered, "Do you think the Eight Dragons Locking the Sky is just trapping you?"
"Your breath, martial arts, and all the methods you can use are all tied to you."
"The law of the eight dragons to lock the sky is tied to the sky and the earth."
"You, the eight dragons lock the sky, and the world, the three have become one."
Wu Hei Tianjun said in a deep voice, "Hall Master Xiao Yi still don't waste your efforts."
"Don't say it's this sky and all directions, even if you condense the martial arts incarnation to hundreds of thousands of miles away, the martial arts incarnation will be instantly blocked by Long Yan."
"The sky and the earth are so big, any place, any corner, wherever you condense, the sky and the earth will instantly drop the dragon flames to suppress the blockade, and even destroy it."
"You are completely trapped."
"Can't turn over half of the storm." Sheng Yuetian Jun added majesticly.
"Let's do it." Gu Yuantian snorted with dignity, "According to the ancestor's order, set aside the chaos, let the world and earth eliminate all the variables and return to order."
Upon hearing this, the ancestors of the Hundred Schools withdrew their eyes.
Misty Tianjun looked at the Eight Powers and the Hundreds of Warriors indifferently, "You, the weak is a little weaker, but it is enough to clean up the rest of the evil."
"Go ahead."
The indifferent and majestic voice is like an order from heaven and earth.
"Yes..." a group of eight strong men responded with respect.
Only Dongfang Taishang still straightened his waist and looked straight at him with cold eyes, "Xiao Yi, the sky-defying person, and the sky-defying person who really assisted him in the Eight Palaces, are all here."
"Without the eight main hall masters and Xiao Yi hall masters, the other seven halls are just a pan of sand, but a bunch of normal creatures."
"It's so difficult for them to survive?"
Obviously, the "remaining evil" that Misty Tianjun said was all the eight halls of warriors distributed throughout the mainland except for the main hall of the wind brake.
This is a massacre that rushes to extinction.
"Hall Master Xiao Yi, I'm sorry." Patriarch Dongfang said apologetically.
The old palace lord Beiyin glanced, the indifference on his face eased a little for some reason, "Everything has a reason, there is no sudden."
"The cause of the past, the fruit of today, is strange, you must blame yourself for having to be that variable, and the mayfly to shake the tree and provoke the majesty of this world."
"Today's battle with you is the most gratifying battle since the old man 80 million has not shot. The old man will remember this battle."
The Sect Master of Liuhe Sect shook his head, "The old man knows that the sword that closed the world with thunder just now, if Palace Master Xiao Yi is not just against us, but infused into the pressure of his own kendo, within tens of thousands of miles, you Any warrior below the 9th level will instantly turn into nothingness under coercion."
Sect Master Jin Huo was ashamed, "That sword is enough to kill more than ninety-nine percent of our eight sects and one hundred families."
"Hall Master Xiao Yi, after all, has kept his hands, that monstrous combat power is only for us."
"It's a pity that the order of the heavenly monarch is hard to violate, and the order of the ancestors is also hard to violate, and the will of this heaven and earth cannot be violated."
"You..." Dongfang was too angry.
"Too great." Dongfang Patriarch's face was cold, "Please be careful."
"In the Dongfang family, there will never be half of those who violate the will of heaven."
"lets go."
Eight sects, a hundred schools, and a huge number of nearly two million warriors, will leave.
Above the Middle Territory, including the remaining seven main halls, the major eight halls and the eight halls, and the eight halls of warriors, they will all be the goal of their elimination.
Click...
Surrounded by the eight-legged dragon flames, Xiao Yi couldn't even break the billowing heat. He could only watch the Eight Sects and Hundreds of Warriors leave, his expression ugly.
Just at this time.
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom...
In the main hall of the wind brake below, there were eight continuous roars.
Before the sound of the explosion fell, it was already a place of violent aura in a radius of tens of millions.
Stereotyped aura, rushing from all directions, instead blocked all tens of millions of miles.
"Have you taken a shot?" Gu Yuan Tianjun glanced, looking at the eight old people who appeared in all directions in the sky.
"Gu Yuan Tianjun." The head of the demon hunting hall cast a fierce gaze, "Little Xiao Yi can only watch, and you eight heavens can only watch."
The eight-legged dragon flame, self-contained, completely trapped Xiao Yi.
However, if any Heavenly Monarch takes a shot and loses a wave of dragon flame, the Eight Dragons Locking the Sky will instantly disintegrate, unable to trap Xiao Yi under such combat power.
"It was Xiao Yi kid who watched that everything he wanted to protect in the past was destroyed, or whether your Eight Heavenly Sovereigns and the Heavenly Origin Realm have completely become history from today, and the result is unknown." As usual, the main hall of Shura is like a single one The indelible mountains of Emperor Yue.
"As for you." Senior Luo glanced coldly at Eight Sects and Hundred Houses, "Want to go to the other seven main halls and various branch halls? Let's leave here today if you are ordered."
Gu Yuan Tianjun sneered, "Then wait and see."
Misty Tianjun waved his hand, "Then slaughter the wind brake main hall up and down first, leaving none."
The ancestors of the Hundred Schools retracted their gazes at Xiao Yi and instantly jumped from the sky above the sky.
Hundreds of streamers head straight to the main hall of the wind brake.
The Dongfang Patriarch and the Old Palace Master of Beiyin looked at each other in an instant, "Ordinary people are not qualified to participate in this level of battle."
"With the strength of both of us, we will break the blockade of a master hall master and take the tribe away."
The old palace lord of Beiyin nodded.
"Go?" Senior Luo's face was cold, "Feng."
Huh huh huh huh...
Above the sky, six huge magic shadows lay across the world.
One of them, like the head of the Six Demons, is right next to Senior Luo.
Senior Luo moved his palm lightly, holding it out of emptiness, and slowly withdrew a dark sword from the demon shadow.
Gu Yuan Tianjun sneered, "Modao relics, are you willing to use them?"
Misty Tianjun squinted his eyes and stared at the senran sword, "One of the great treasures of the magic gate, the magic sword Hei Ling, really is in his hands."
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