: 864. Sword of Time

Light water, quiet, emerging from the sky, and then quickly flew to Lingxianzhou.
Soon, the sky above the entire Lingxianzhou was shrouded in this light.
Glory everywhere, the flow of time in this heaven and earth seems to be stationary.
The world is in vain, the glory is lost, the voice disappears, and everything is silent.
Above the Guangshang Mountain, the road passes through the blue light, and instantly spreads a huge array of masks that cover the sky and cover the sky. It is just a big battle.
Between the operation of the Taiqing Grand Array, the clear air spreads far into the distance and goes deep into the void.
Between the heavens and the earth, one dark ball of light can be seen, and the yellow ball of the earth appears, as if it is a starry sky, it is difficult to count.
These brilliance lines, the Taiqing big battles become dignified, like a solid earth, indestructible.
As the water wave shrouded in the Taiqing squad, the array operation began to slow down.
But still can support.
The air is constantly rising, and it is integrated with the real sky, as if dragging the real sky down, and it is closer to Guangfu Mountain.
Thousands of black and yellow colored light settle together, just like the earth, as if to lift the Guangshang Mountain and the Lingxianzhou boundary below.
For a time, the world seems to be approaching, and there is a tendency to close together.
Thanks to this magnificent power, the sly water seems to be swaying.
There is an old voice coming from the sky: "Oh? A sect from the lower bound, who has just stood in the upper limit of the world for only three or five years, and created a large gate of the mountain gate. It seems to be stronger than the sword world of the North Sea swordsman for thousands of years. accumulation?"
"It is not an incompetent generation to be able to pick up the wind and waves."
Although the words are a bit strange, but the tone is always indifferent, as if forever.
"Unfortunately, the people who presided over the formation of the law are too low. If you are the Xianqiao Wusheng, you may be able to resist the old man's moments."
The tone is still indifferent, but in the ears of Yan Zhaoge and others, the speed of the other party has suddenly increased a lot.
Speed ​​up with the speed of speech, and the light of the sky, the time of this world!
Even if it is the sky and the earth, after a long period of time, it will change, demonstrating the change of the sea.
Aging and decay are the processes that all things in heaven and earth will experience.
When the time is washed out, the Taiqing big scene is unstable.
Yuan Zhengfeng presided over a large array of dust and stains on his clothes, and wrinkles and age spots on his skin.
The whole person seems to be aging and decaying along with this world.
Yan Zhaoge’s Bei Ming was screaming and went straight out of the hall.
A long black metal plaque appeared in front of him.
Bei Ming’s body was swallowed and swallowed, and the mouth opened and the black light appeared.
A bronze sword rushed out of the sword and fell into the hands of Bei Ming. It was extremely wicked and greedy and arrogant, and suddenly rushed.
The body surface of Bei Ming’s body is black and bloody, and it looks terrible.
A strip of black blood veins criss-crossed, from the north of the right hand holding the sword on the back of the right hand, forming a mysterious mark.
The surface of the printed surface flashed, and the brilliance condensed into a cockroach.
Like a baby crying like a scream, Bei Ming splits his right hand and waves, black black sword light into a black mixed hole, hanging in the sky above the Guangfu Mountain.
The black hole formed a horrible suction and swallowed everything around.
Even the space collapsed, tearing out a black gap and collapsing in the center of the black hole.
The water Jianguang, which shrouded the Guangshan Mountain, was also sucked into the concrete.
Although Jianguang is still strong, but Yuan Zhengfeng, who presided over the Taiqing dynasty, the pressure immediately decreased.
Yuan Zhengfeng looked calm and calm: "Zhao Ge, your deity is in the Bohai World, what is the situation?"
Bei Ming’s replied in a simple and concise manner:
Close the dead.

Yuan Zhengfeng said: "Yan Di is also shutting down, and he is still half a year away from the time he expects to leave the customs."
Yan Di’s time for retreating himself has always been very accurate. He said that it is a year to go out, that is, one year. If there is no big accident, it will succeed, but most of them will not advance.
Yuan Zhengfeng said: "Now let him go out, but he will give up halfway, and he will give up his efforts. He will be seriously ruined and seriously injured."
"The same is true of your deity. It is best not to bother you. This is our goal."
If you don't resist it in time, your opponent's years of glory will speed up the life of all the people around the Guangfu Mountain and die.
Yan Zhaoge is not on the mountain, Yan Di still needs half a year of subsistence to get the merits of a successful exit.
When the opponent accelerates the time, it will not help Yan Di, because it only speeds up the time of the physical life. For Yan Di, who is thinking and thinking, it is still only a momentary past.
If the situation is really critical, and at the end of life and death, Yan Di will only break out in advance.
But as a result, the consequences are unpredictable.
It is the lightest evil that has been abandoned.
At the same time, Bei Ming looked up at the sky and said: "Master, this level, we can pass."
There was a voice in the sky: "Oh? What do you guys take?"
It’s like a illusion, like a water sword, a person’s face emerges.
This moment, as if the entire sky, turned into this face.
It was the face of a young man, but the voice was very old: "In the eyes of the old man, you are no different from Tongren Island and Beihai Jiange."
The sword in the sky swayed, and something suddenly emerged from it and fell.
That is a human head.
The owner of Tongren Island, the head of Gongsunwu!
Yan Zhaoge, Yuan Zhengfeng and others looked sly.
At the same time, the figure of a person emerges in Jianguang, his eyes are closed, there is no breath, and life and death are unknown.
Beihai Jiange Ge, Gu Hong!
The face in the sky said faintly: "Selling a face in Jinting Mountain, the old man will leave him a life, and will leave you a Yan Zhao song, but no one else needs to stay."
"And you two, the death penalty is exempt, and the living sin is difficult."
As I said, the sword in the sky suddenly changed.
Up and down the mountain, it seems to be cut into countless voids, space in different positions, time flow rate is fast and slow, different!
Ling Xianzhou, the world of this side, at this moment, was actually smashed by the other side!
Time and space of different speeds, tearing, repelling, twisting, and staggering between each other.
The power generated in this way will almost tear the Taiqing squad and break the black hole of the evil sword!
Seeing that Gu Hong was oystered by the other party, Yan Zhao could not help but frown.
Killing people is completely different from making life.
At the beginning of the Lin Han Hua Wu Sheng eight realm, a top-class sage in hand, have absolute grasp to protect Yan Zhao song, while killing Wu Sheng seven heavy Kang Ping, but to be born, but dare not say that there is a 10% grasp.
Kang Ping wants to escape without hope, but wants to die but has a chance.
Today, the opponent in front of him has even succumbed to Gu Hong, who is a martial artist.
It is true that Gu Hong’s strength is not as good as Kang Ping, but he has the benefit of the home of the Jianzhou sword world, but the result is still oystered by the opponent.
The sword light in the sky is constantly pressing, and it is a wave of time and space.
The old voice is indifferent: "In the past few years, you have kept Jintingshan at ease, but the result is that you have left the incident?"
"If this is the case, then you don't have to stay, just clean it up." (To be continued.)