Chapter 647, the battle of the split sky (2)

Then all kinds of harsh alarm bells broke through the calm between heaven and earth.
Between the quiet black mountains and mountains, a black flame rushed into the sky, causing a painful murder of the skin to pervade between the heavens and the earth. The black light wall seems to have broken through the void and divided the world into large sizes. In small and different areas, the space begins to distort, giving a distorted feeling of unreality.
"Haha, from now on, there is no more [Chutian Jianzong]."
Among the laughter, the hundreds of people in the shadows, a white and declared fat people came out.
This fat man has a fat robe that is about to burst open. He is holding a three-legged tripod with green and green, pinching his handcuffs, and the horrible atmosphere in the void is filled.
The three-legged tripod, which was originally only the size of a palm, turned into a huge monster of several hundred meters in size, and was engraved with a variety of patterns of flowers, birds, fish and insects. The living creatures attacked toward the black wall.
Suddenly, all kinds of beasts and dragons screamed.
The giant tripod is like a giant portal, releasing a terrible creature. Every time the pattern on it flashes, a powerful creature directly manifests itself, roaring and trying to take the wall to attack.
Booming!
In the midst of the horror of the end of the world, there were countless broken black wall fragments in the sky, as if a black butterfly withered only fell.
The defensive array of the ten in the mountains was completely destroyed at this moment.
The black peaks collapsed and the ground veins broke, and the energy flow of various flushes was disordered. This space became a huge ground meat dish, and the disciple of the [Chutian Jianzong] invisible everywhere, at this moment. I don't know how much I have died.
"[Qingyun's Ding Ding]? Qingyun Zong also came? We have two innocents and no enmity, why did you invade me [Ci Tian Jian Zong]?"
An exclamation exclaimed in the black mountains, and then in the depths of the distant mountains, a silhouette of the sky, dragging a long trailing tail, leaving a trail of light in the void, as if it were a dense bee colony Generally, I am coming over here.
"Haha, [Spouted Swordsman] You sent the East Window? Sending a master into Xuezhou, picking up the war for no reason, attacking the Terran ancestral gates, committing taboos, and paying the price today!" Big fat man Song laughs.
He urged [Qingyun Zhuang Ding] this quasi-supreme device, consuming too much mysterious, body shape shaking in the void, Lin Tianyu and Wang Linghe next to him.
Ding Hao also quickly sent a best product [back to Xuan Dan].
"[Extreme Swordsman], [Qing Yunzong]... Well, the two top sects of the Northern Region, together with the siege of me [Chutian Jianzong], is a great honor!"
A shocking and angry voice came from afar.
Then the figure flashed, and thousands of [Cracking Swordsman] strong blacks pressed into the air, the first one, with half a bronze mask, black hair as ink, slender figure, and Jianguang walked among the eyes. The strength is very strong, and the light around the body is distorted.
"As early as when you slaughtered and asked Jian Zong disciples, you should think of this scene today." Ding Hao sneered, not showing weakness.
Today is the beginning of true revenge.
Abandoning the green shirt, Li Jianyi and Tang Buddha tears are not far from the spirit, must be overlooking this scene in the sky.
"Well? Who are you? Small fish, go to the side, and talk to this sect?" The strong man of the bronze mask is very strong, even under such a situation, it is still very strong, and he is overbearing. And arrogant.
Ding Hao slowly took out the rust sword and the magic knife and walked step by step in the void.
There are amazing killings in his eyes, saying: "I am just a swordsman from Xuezhou. I am named Ding Hao. You are the lord of the "Shen Tian Jian Zong". Yeah, today also Let you taste the taste of the smashing door."
"Ding Hao? [Knife mad sword idiot] Ding Hao? It turned out to be you." The sacred sect of the sacred sword sergeant, immediately understood what, sneer: "You can live here from Xuezhou, so to speak, this sect Are people in Selangor killed by you?"
Ding Hao nodded: "One is not left."
"It seems that I have looked down on you. I still have a little wrist. I can actually encourage Qingyun Zong and the extermination of the swords to commit my slashing swords." The sacred lord bite his teeth: "I knew this before. The person went to Selangor personally and rushed to kill everyone who asked the swordsman, and turned you into a meat scorpion.
"So far, you are still obsessed with it, and the evil of the sword of the is your own trick." Ding Hao’s heart is boiling.
The words of the Supreme Master are undoubtedly acknowledging that he had long known that Han Yangjian, Wan Jiansheng and others had hosted the killing in Xuezhou, and there was no remorse at all, and they did not care at all, cold and cold, so to speak, today The design is not wrong, such a sect should disappear.
The sacred lord no longer looks at Ding Hao.
His gaze fell on the body of Song Yu and Bai Quanshui. There was a hint of gloom in his eyes. "Since both of your descendants have appeared, it seems that there is no room for change in today's affairs?"
"The Split Mountain Range should also be replaced by a master." Bai Quanshui said concisely.
Song lacks a smile and laughs: "There are many headless blood cases in the northern regions of these years, which are all caused by your cracked swords. At least sixty-seven of the sects have been destroyed. You are planning behind the cracked swords. You have already Deterioration, has become a cancer inside the human race, this pile of crimes, no matter which one, according to the criminal law of the Xuan Shuang Jingu, is enough to annihilate the cracked sword."
"Haha, it’s really nice to say, I can’t think of the ancestral gates of Qingyunzong and the extermination of Jianzong. I’m also willing to be a running dog of the little [knife mad swordsman]. It’s really the dignity of the two major factions.
Laughing: "It's stupid. Today, you are doing your best to help Ding Hao. In the future, Ding Hao will rise up, and he will be the only one in the North. He will be his stepping stone."
This is in the midst of a provocation.
Song lacks a smile, white spring water is even expressionless.
They are in the north, and they are famous in the states. They have the status of today, and they are all extremely determined. Will they be shaken because of a few words in the enemy area? What's more, today's business has been planned for a long time and will never be changed.
"Well, since you are so stupid, that is to say that it is useless, and you want to destroy my slashing swords, you have to pay the price," the savage lord roared, and the arrogance of the arrogance surged like a raging wave. When it came, the sky suddenly felt dark like ink, and sneered: "Senior, who dares to come to fight with me?"
"Haha, your older generation is killing and killing, and our younger generation will not participate." Song lacked laughter.
The voice has not fallen.
A figure, shot from behind him, took the lord of the sky.
This is a younger generation of Qingyun Zong, whose hair is white, wrinkled, and skinny, as if the gas is too much, and the appearance is always at all, but the shot is extremely scary, and the palm is shot. The landslides reminded me that the blue waves were like the ocean, drowning a sky, and directly confronting the lord of the sky.
Since it is decided to levy a cracked sword, whether it is Song deficiency or white spring water, it is naturally prepared.
They are the top strongmen of the younger generation, but they are still not enough to see some older generations of strongmen. [Spouted Swordsman] is also considered to be a large gate in the northern region, with profound knowledge. The legend of the sacred lord is already holy. Those who are not able to fight, they are naturally to be dealt with by the superpowers of their respective sovereigns.
The old Qingyun Zong, who was an elder of the Taishang, was a long-term elder in the early years. He was a great devil. He did not know how many demons he had killed. He is said to have been thousands of years old and once participated in a holy war. At this time, it has entered the late life, Yangshou will do his best, and he will be asked by the Song to deal with the master of the sword.
"Is it you? Are you still alive?"
The old man's shot, the unique Xuanqi war skills, reminded him of a legendary figure, did not dare to have the slightest flaw, full force to meet.
"Cough and cough, when the old man saw you, you are still a young child. The so-called face is born from the heart. At that time, I felt that your heart was suffocating, and you couldn’t think of it. You really took the cracked sword to the evil road. ..." The old man kept coughing, but every shot was like a catastrophe, too terrible.
"Hey, old man, if you are the old, this sect may have to shun the house, but now you have been exhausted, no longer the prestige of the past, but dare to come to my cracked swords, the sect of the mountain, the sect will smash you, Send you on the road." The of the lord hardened.
He noticed that his opponent's physical condition was not very good, and he immediately shot again and again. Every move was killing, and he rushed for a while.
The confrontation between the two powerhouses is extremely dangerous for others.
Ding Hao was also the first to see the collision between the sacred powers, far beyond his imagination, even if it is a few kilometers away, can feel the terrible strength, Ding Hao self-proclaimed, with his own The power, I am afraid that I can't get close to the 500-meter battle circle. If I am too close, I will be crushed by the aftermath of the battle.
The two strong men's body escaped from the glare, and eventually seemed to be integrated into the void, and it was as if it was in the cracks of time and space.
"This is the means of the Holy Power. They can clearly sense the existence of the law, so they can freely enter and exit in the gap of space, just like the time and space shuttle..." Ding Hao lamented.
at this time--
A tyrannical force, rushing from the depths of the Split Mountains.
It is also a holy power.
The essence of the sword of the cracked sky is not to be underestimated.
However, this time, the preparations for the two majors were quite sufficient. At the side of Baiquanshui, there was also an old man who was hanging out and flying out.