Chapter 649, the ice of the Yangtze River

Ding Hao responded in the first time, forcibly urging the body to sneak, running wildly, which stabilized the figure.
However, Ding Hao at this time, but his head is facing up and down, like hanging upside down in the sky. What is even more strange is that his clothes and hair did not fall down, but fell to the sky.
"The force field here has completely reversed."
For Ding Hao, there is no discomfort, because in this turbulent force field, the sky becomes the land, the earth becomes the sky, and gravity is actually coming from the sky.
One after another, the light waves are constantly radiating from the surrounding.
This is the aftermath of the battle of the Holy Power.
Ding Hao's body surface clothes, under the impact of this wave, slammed into pieces, and then completely became a powder.
Ding Hao’s body is suddenly in the air, and instantly becomes . The streamlined muscles and slender body are like jade carvings. The crystal clear jade body sparkles with purple and silver brilliance, and the strange power, ribs and spine The stone in the rune of the jade flickering, under tremendous pressure.
Soon, the sound of a sore crack in the bones came out of Ding Hao's body.
"The bones that have not been transformed by Shizhongyu, after all, are still unable to withstand such power, and began to break..." Ding Hao frowned.
When looking down, under the great pressure, every pore in the skin has a bead, and soon the whole body's body is filled with a layer of plasma.
This is simply a self-abuse, but Ding Hao is happy.
The six masters can blur the magical law between the heavens and the earth, and such a disordered force field environment is not only good for tempering the flesh, but also allows him to more clearly feel the power of the law and find the law.
time flies.
The battle in the sky has become more intense.
In particular, the battle between the Qingyun sect of the sacred class and the sect of the sacred heaven was carried out to a tragic level.
Both of them were already bathed in blood, their limbs were broken, and the old man was torn off one arm, and the half-head of the sacred lord was smashed. The two men flashed with horror and smoldering flames, and quickly recovered. However, it is still changing constantly, and the blood of a large block of holy powers falls from the sky...
"Old is not dead, today is even fallen, you must also replace you!"
He knows that today's general trend has gone, and he has lost his strength. He suddenly has a death ambition. Four ink-colored light clusters surround him, like a small black hole, with incredible energy fluctuations.
"Little guy, anger can't change your destiny." The old-aged strongman slowly recovered with one arm, and with the other palm, continually hit the silver sword light, and the swordsman of the sky shrouded the sacred lord.
boom!
Another terrible showdown.
An ink-colored group bombarded the old man, almost smashing his body, and the big mouth spurted out.
The sacred lord was also worn by hundreds of swords, and the body became a fleshy scorpion below the waist, shining with black light, still fighting.
"After all, blood gas is exhausted, and the fist is afraid of being young..." The old man coughed up blood, as if he had to pick it up at any time. His left arm seemed to be unrecoverable, swayed by black air, constantly corroded, and fleshy. The black liquid falls.
The main face of the sacred celestial scorpion is covered in black.
If you look closely, you will find that these black gas is actually composed of a small black sword with a small handle. His lower body is crushed, but slowly recovers. The black sword is constantly attached. At the broken limb, it grows like a black granulation.
"Old things, I said, you will die in my hands today, and wait to kill you, I will kill the two juniors again, haha, will be in the hands of [Qingyun Zhuang Ding] and [White Jade Lou Jian] Even if it is the cracking of the sword, how about it? The world is big, where can I not go?" The sacred patriarch is in a state of gloom, and the momentum is skyrocketing.
"I don't think you actually practiced the skills of these evil swords. It is no wonder that today's World War I did not see the old monsters of your cracked swords. They wanted to come to them and they were concealed by you. The evil spirit sword?" The old man looked calm and authentic.
The celestial lord laughed happily: "Yes, anyway, the old guys are useless, and they are used as a nutrient training sword. Haha, old, not my death, your myth, it will end today, I will use you. The flesh and blood spirits feed the black magic sword."
"The evil road, after all, can not last long." The old man no longer said.
His look is solemn, and the whole person suddenly bursts into a silver flame. The light of the body is twisted, and the skin is covered with a layer of mercury. It begins to have a metallic texture, and the sharp swords are coming out. The next moment, mid-air There was a big sword with one person high, no sword handle, only the sword blade body, a slight tremor, scratching the void.
The whole body of the old man turned out to be a huge silver sword.
"Tian Yan Jian Jian? You actually practiced Tian Yan Jian Jian?" The sacred lord's look changed dramatically, his face became pale, as if the time had gone to something terrible, a panic, crazy roar, There are countless black and thin enchanted black magic evil swords that will form a circular shield in front of them...
call out!
The next moment, a light hole pierced the black shield that had not yet formed.
boom!
The violent energy fluctuations exploded, and the whole sky was like a large watermelon that was smashed and it would collapse.
The body of the sacred lord was instantly smashed into pieces.
Beyond the kilometer below, Ding Hao only felt that a majestic suction was used, and he could not resist it. He quickly urged the power in the rust sword to stabilize his body shape. When he looked up, he was the original The place where the black flame spreads out and the space begins to collapse, forming a huge whirlpool, as if to devour everything.
call out!
It was a flash of silver.
It is also the silver sword of the old man's incarnation. The void is directly drawn into a huge crack. The terrible suction is like a black hole in the swallow, and the terrible energy bursting out when the splitter is falling, and then swallowed in the law. Under the action, the broken void is restored again.
At this moment, the turbulent force field disappeared instantly and everything returned to normal.
Ding Hao's body shape rotates and falls on the ground.
He shook the thick layer of plasma covered by his body. He took out a spare robe for the first time and put it on. When he looked up, the sky was calm and there was no trace. The black flame had disappeared completely. The sky is beautiful, the blue is beautiful, and there are many white clouds like cotton candy.
The rock debris that floated to the void because of the staggered position also fell back to the ground.
Silver light flashed, a sly figure appeared in Ding Hao's side.
At this moment, Ding Hao's hair was blown up, and there was an extremely dangerous illusion, as if he was stared at by death. He clenched the rust sword knife for the first time, and instantly flew for dozens of meters and turned to guard.
It turned out to be the old and powerful of Qingyunzong.
"Little guy, don't be afraid..." The old man has turned back to the flesh, vomiting blood in a big mouth, seemingly extremely weak, but the breath of the body is extremely terrifying, like a of blood.
This is the Holy Power, even if it has been seriously injured, but it is still not the enemy of Ding Hao.
"Predecessors, don't you worry?" Ding Hao asked, not feeling the murder from the old man, he let go of his heart.
"Cough and cough... No, it's old, if it used to be... cough and cough, where would it be so hard..." The old man coughed up blood, and a piece of internal organs was clogged in the blood. His condition was very Oops, the left arm and the heart have been completely shredded, and the broken bones can see the internal organs, not adult.
"Predecessors, I have recovered the medicinal herbs here..." Ding Hao took out one of the best products [made Hua Dan], this is the medicinal medicine he made from the sacred grass in the [Hundred Holy Battlefield], which can be used to reshape the bones. Body.
This Qingyunzong's old-aged strongman was so badly wounded to kill the Supreme Master, and Ding Hao's heart was also somewhat unwilling.
The old man took the medicinal medicine and looked at it carefully in his hand. He praised: "It is indeed a means of creation. It is comparable to the means of the Shen Dan division. It is a bad baby... Little guy, you are so generous, this Dan The medicine will not be your own refining?"
Ding Hao paused and nodded.
The old man looked at Ding Hao with great deliberation and sighed: "The era of our old guys is really coming to an end. Jiangshan has talented people, and they have been leading the way for hundreds of years. If they refuse to accept the old, then he can't." Raise the hand and send this dandy back to Ding Hao.
"Predecessors, you..." Ding Hao is puzzled.
"I can't do it, the black magic evil sword broke the life machine, my origin has been broken, and forced to push [Da Yan Jian Jianshu], exhausted life, even if the gods come to the world, it is impossible to save me again, Don't waste such a precious remedy!" The old man looked calm and came to see the death, without any fear.
Ding Hao was not aware of what to say.
"Oh, you old guy, when you were young, how arrogant and arrogant, never convinced people, I can’t think that I will not be able to admit it today." A voice came, but it was the extinct sword that killed the elders of the Sword The ancestors of the old age of the ancestors appeared in the shape of Ding Hao.
"The years are ruthless and arrogant, even if it is a of war, there is also a day of aging, one day is not a fairy, and eventually will die in the red dust." The old man shook his head, looked down, and the old opponent’s ridicule was not in his heart, "you This old guy, this time forced to motivate the source, although winning, I am afraid that it will not live for a long time."
The old man who extinct the sword sorrow smiles: "Old, no, it's better to use it for the rest of your life, to fight for a bright future for future generations."
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