Chapter 3349: 斩神尊

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"Today, I will kill you the two strongest sacred deities to destroy the Protoss."
Xiang Yang killed the sword and made up his mind. Regardless of the strange situation in the chaotic sea, he did not care. He must first kill the two chaotic saints.
"The junior is crazy."
Ink dyed Shen Zun and red blood Xuan Zun sipped and killed at the same time.
The three men played against each other and fought together in this sea. The sacred sword in the hands of Xiang Yang was the master of the treasure, and the sword was unparalleled. Even if it was ink-dyed and devotion, it would not easily be difficult with Xiang Yang.
Moreover, in this sea, they can't use magical powers, and they can only rely on their own combat skills and mana confrontation.
Under this circumstance, the red blood and the ink-stained gods suddenly realized their mistakes.
They originally thought that they could not use the magical powers. With their realm, they could definitely press Xiangyang in the bottom of the sea, and even easily catch Xiang Yangsheng.
However, when they really played against each other, they discovered that after the chaos of their chaos, they had almost broken through to become the master of the half-step master. Even when Xiang Yang was hard-pressed, Xiang Yang was not weaker than the disadvantage.
Rumble!
Xiang Yang’s sword in his hand smashed through the void and swayed his sword at will.
At this moment, he did not use the various swords of the orthodox, but he could evolve the heavens with a single sword, and he could turn into heaven and earth with a single stroke, and a sword would destroy the earth.
His kendo has touched the dominating path, making his kendo a leaps and bounds, even if the chaos is not comparable to him.
Coupled with the help of the sacred sword, every sword he smashed out was terrifying.
In front of him, although the two chaotic sages had a tie with Xiang Yang for a while, they were shocked.
"This sea of ​​chaos is too strong for us to suppress, join hands and give birth to him."
Red blood Xuan Zun opened the way to ink-dyed God.
"After oysters?"
Ink dyed Shen Zun asked with a cold smile.
"The treasure on his body is half-pointed, and I want his body." Red blood Xuanzun said directly.
"it is good."
Isn't it a corpse for the red blood Xuan Zun? Ink dyed Shenzun can still be sent, and, his dozens of men are waiting at the top of the Chaos Sea, as long as the red blood Xuan Zun leaves the Chaos Sea, by then, his men are arranged to trap the red Blood Xuan Zun, how much this guy gets is still to be spit out.
"I am trapping each other, you kill him."
Red blood Xuan Zun directly said.
While talking, not waiting for the ink to dye the gods, there is a rope in his hand, the rope is constantly changing in his hands, and sometimes becomes a dragon, and sometimes becomes a rope, the breath that comes out is powerful and unmatched, and it is also a chaotic treasure. .
"Chaos is treasure."
After Xiang Yang’s eyes condensed and realized the thoughts of this guy, his eyes shone with a ray of light, and he said to himself,
After my sacred sword became the master of the treasure, I have not really destroyed many chaos to treasure. Come, this time it’s a hot hand to destroy the flowers and cut off a rope of chaos to treasure level.

boom!
The rope in the hands of the red blood Xuan Zun suddenly rushed toward Xiangyang. For a time, the dragon screamed, and Xiang Yang only felt that there was a horrible wave of sensation that entered the brain and made his own yuan. God shivered gently, this is an attack against the gods.
And this rope is ever-changing, sometimes becomes virtual, and sometimes becomes real, and instantly bundles toward Xiangyang.
After Xiang Yang saw it, his eyes flashed. This rope had a feeling that he couldn’t avoid it anyway. Obviously, this chaotic treasure-level rope has its own uniqueness in terms of people.
"If this is the case, then it will ruin it."
Xiang Yang whispered softly, a sword smashed out, his heart trembled, and the whole person burst into a horrible atmosphere.
"The virtual and real conversion, if it can be easily hit by you, then what does the deity use this rope?"
Red blood Xuan Zun sneered a sneer, this rope is specially made by him, and any chaotic sage came, he is sure to trap each other.
Moreover, if it is turned into a virtual, no matter what kind of attack has no effect on this rope, then this rope is the most terrible.
Xiang Yang did not pay attention to him. The sword's tip of the sword was directly on the rope, and the rope was suddenly blurred. However, when the smile on the face of Xuanxuan was not completely bloomed, suddenly, he The face changed. "How is this possible?"
"puff..."
I saw that the imaginary rope was directly cut off by this sword, and the red blood Xuanzun was also vomited with blood by the anti-phagic. His face was horrified, and in any case, he did not think that the sword in the hands of Xiang Yang could actually His treasure is ruined.
At this time, although the ink-dyed Shenzun was shocked, but there was no mercy, but a bamboo stick was in his hand. After the emergence of this bamboo stick, the mighty sea of ​​chaos seemed to be shaken.
"It’s about to reach the level of the half-step master."
After seeing the red blood Xuanzun, he was even more shocked. What he didn't expect was that the ink-dyed Shenzun actually had such a baby. When he had been fighting with him, the ink-dyed gods had never used this bamboo stick. If it is used, I am afraid he has already lost.
"bump..."
The bamboo stick broke through the chaotic sea and rushed toward Xiangyang. The pressure of terror fell on Xiangyang, as if the pressure of the entire Chaohai Sea was going down against Xiangyang.
Xiang Yang smiled lightly, and the sacred sword in his hand went out. The whole person was directly connected with the sword. In an instant, the sacred sword smashed the void and touched the bamboo stick.
"Hey..."
A crisp sound sounded, and the face of the ink-stained has finally changed. "How is this possible?"
"bump..."
The bamboo sticks burst open, the chaotic seas are boiling, and the Xiangyang body is transformed into a sword, and instantly kills two powerful people.
"The little thief, this is not the same as you."
The ink-dyed sighs and trembles. I didn't expect my own cards. This half-step master was destroyed. At the same time, he was even more enthusiastic about Xiangyang.
"It may be the master of the treasure, you must have it."
At the beginning, there is no need to dye the gods to start. The red blood Xuan Zun has already erupted the strongest attack and attacked Xiangyang.
"The robbery of creation!"
Xiang Yang's body shape manifested itself from the state of the sword and the sword, and the sacred sword in his hand broke out a force of power and robbing. This is a fortune and a robbery.
Infinite murderous outbreaks, chaos all life catastrophe, whether it is ordinary people or chaotic sages should be robbed under this sword.
What followed was that the creation was infinite, and at the end of the robbery, the final sublimation was carried out.
Rao is the Xuanzun and the ink-stained gods. When they saw this sword, they also breathed and rushed. They made them almost desperate, making them very clear. In this way, they can almost say that they are dead. deal.
However, what followed was the way of creation. Their eyes just raised a glimmer of hope. They were thinking that this was a new life. If they could get this kind of creation, maybe they could become the masters. Great horror is coming.
The real terrible power really broke out when it was robbed of the metamorphosis.
The indescribable power acts on the two chaotic sages, and their flesh emits countless sound explosions, and a sword light flows through them, making their bodies instantly riddled with holes.
"诛仙剑阵!"
Xiang Yangshuo snorted, and a picture broke out. The four swords of the four immortals suppressed the four poles, and the vast swords flowed, and the power of the seal of the Da Luo Tian Mo also broke out.
"This is the Da Luo Tian Mo map, where did you get it?"
The face of the red blood Xuan Zun changed greatly and exclaimed.
"Someone asked me to kill you."
Xiang Yang’s face was unchanged. After the two men were trapped by the Jianxian sword array, he knew that this time, he would kill the two most powerful chaotic holy spirits who destroyed the Protoss.
The tens of thousands of robbers were suspended on top of his head. The old volley circling and sitting on the door, said to Xiang Yang, "Boss, it is time for the real power of the tens of thousands of annihilation, and the elimination of these two extreme chaos sacred, can be regarded as There is no loss to the tens of thousands of robbers."
"it is good."
Xiang Yang nodded. As soon as he read, the energy of Haotian poured into the tens of thousands of robbers. At the same time, in the acupoint space of his body, all the gods stood up, and the mighty energy flowed from them. Infused into the tens of thousands of bells.
The tens of thousands of robbers inflated indefinitely, and a breath of the sky broke out.
"Not good, speed up the sword, or we will die here."
Whether they are ink-stained or respected, they are panicked.
They didn't expect that they would be so trapped and bombarded one day, and the other party was just a chaotic saint. When they saw the breath of the half-step master who broke out on the robbery clock, they knew that if they didn't desperately, They are definitely dead.
"Kill it out."
'Boom'!
At the same time as the two yelled at the same time, the tens of thousands of robbers really broke out, and a melodious bell rang suddenly, as if it came from ancient times, and it seemed to come from the future, without shadow, invisible, passive, and looting. Zhong Mingqi, let you be a chaotic sage, you must rob!
"puff..."
The chaotic sea is boiling, the sea water evaporates a little, and the infinite horror breath erupts.
In the depths of the sea of ​​chaos, the breath of some horrible existence was suddenly awakened. However, all this was covered up by the scent of the robbery.
The power of the tyrannical clock is truly earth-shattering.
Nowadays, it is already the moment when the half-step masters of the treasures are really used. The sound of the bells destroys the Chaos Sea, and it really has a devastating power to these two chaotic saints.
In an instant, the bodies of the two chaotic sacred trembles constantly, and the power of terror erupted from the inside out. Rao is the two chaotic sacred deities that destroy the most chaotic sage among the Protoss, and their stature The same explosion suddenly broke out.
However, although their flesh exploded, their gods were earth-shattering, and the billion-thousand-thousand-thousand gods appeared and took the breath of destruction.
"Dare to hurt me and destroy the gods of the Protoss, you are dead."
Red blood Xuan Zun roared, the body was destroyed, it is too shameful for him to exist like this, it is tantamount to let him die once.
"It’s too easy to die."
Xiang Yang smiled leisurely, and when the sword went out, the swordsman broke out, as if the whole person had directly become a supreme master in the moment.
This is the sword of dominance.
"The wrath of the ruler, can all people bear it?"
He smiled leisurely, where the sword light passed, the red blood of Xuan Zun, the horrible day of the gods, was cut into countless pieces.
"Do not..."
The red blood Xuan Zun was horrified, but he only had time to send out a word. The entire Yuanshen was directly killed and became numerous pieces, and the next moment, the 'Heavenly Oven' flashed, directly All of his gods are included in the refining.
"hiss..."
In the distance, after seeing this scene with the ink-dyed goddess desperately fighting with Xiang Yang, he did not hesitate, and the huge Yuanshen would have to escape.
However, he forgot that he was in the midst of the sword.
"The sacred swords and sacred gods, nowadays, the sword array can kill the holy."
Xiang Yang smiled lightly, and the four swords of Zhen Xian suppressed the Quartet. The power of terror broke out, and the mighty array directly trapped the ink-stained god.
"Boom."
Wan Wanzhong remembered again, and the power of annihilation broke out again. The power of horror trembled with the smoldering of the ink.
"The four swords are one, but the holy."
Xiang Yang no longer uses the sacred sword, but stands in the sacred swords, the sacred four swords are a sword, a sword smashes out, 滔天剑威 bursts out, traverses the void, between the moments, from the bottom up, Throughout the ink-dyed gods of the gods.
boom!
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The ‘Heaven and Earth Oven’ flashed, and the gods after these explosions were all swallowed together with the fragments of the true spirits.
And Xiang Yang was rushed to sweep away all the magic weapons of the two, which was a relief.
"It’s finally killing two chaotic saints, and it’s still the superpower of the Protoss.