Chapter 1088: Wind and rain

Sanwei Mountain, Zhuxian sword array opened, Taikoo's first kill array reproduced peerless edge.
Hundreds of millions of changes, now one hundred one, endless sword lights crisscross, bringing out a waterfall of dazzling blood flowers.
The fierce sword punishes the immortals, the fierce awns are endless, and the grievances left after slashing countless strong men from the ancient times are constantly circling around the immortal sword.
In the sword formation, there were more and more casualties of the Three Thousand Nether Army. In the countless sword lights, the Three Thousand Demon Armies were difficult to resist, their limbs and arms were flying, and the blood stained the entire Sanwei Mountain.
On the earth, the Luan tribe's veins are constantly cracking, the aura is swallowed by the immortals, the sky is red, and the Luan tribe's secret realm is transformed into red hell.
Jianxian, Xianxian, echoed from afar, two ancient swords famous in ancient times, shocked the four immortals, no one dared to touch its edge.
The second of the four immortal swords is the second one. Although it is no longer the peak of the past, however, the power of the immortal sword is within reach of all soldiers. During the confrontation, the black machete in the hands of the three thousand nether army, it is difficult to carry the ultimate sword power.
Outside the Three Dangerous Mountains, Ning Chen was surrounded by wind and snow, and the heavenly books were unleashed one after another, forcibly controlling the two immortal swords. Behind him, the Luan King helped the power, and the body of the king's peak was all poured into the former body.
The king of the summit assisted the situation and blessed the situation. In the sword array, the sword was majestic like rain, without beginning and end, and endless endlessness, where the sword light arrived, and the eyes were red.
Above the mysterious realm of the Luan tribe, the messenger of the heavenly demon and the commander of the south faced the surrounding sword lights with dignified expression and full power, resisting the sword of killing.
The magic flame swallowed the sky pot and swallowed one sword light after another. However, the endless sword could not be swallowed. The two orders made the look dignified and protect the body.
The sword qi is violent and endless, the southern commander feels the murderous opportunity from the fairy sword above, stepping on it, leaning into the air, wanting to destroy the sword first.
"Not possible!"
The demon palm commander saw this, his complexion changed, his figure flashed over, and he quickly ran after him.
Under the sword of immortality, the southern palm commander makes the angry palm full of energy, and the powerful palm power directly shoots at the skyrim soldiers.
Banged, the magic palm shook the fierce soldiers, and in the earth-shaking shock, Zhu Xianjian suddenly vibrated.
Palm strength added, a series of cracks appeared on the sword body, the sick king stone could not bear the king's magic power, and began to crack.
Outside the Sanwei Mountain, the Luan King saw this, his expression slightly changed, and said, "Not good, they want to destroy the sword."
"No problem, what they destroyed is only the sick sword I recast by bad means."
During the speech, Ning Chen's hands opened and closed, the scroll of life was urged, and the four volumes of heaven, earth, and godlessness were opened.
At the next moment, trapped in the fairy sword, the red light soared into the sky, a huge red beam of light penetrated the heavens and earth, the sword flowed backwards, and screamed.
The sky above the King Realm, Zhu Xian unraveled, countless cracked black gravel flew down, the fierce sword is now its appearance, the non-stone and non-jade sword body, the simple atmosphere, the crisscross crisscross, it is shocking.
Zhu Xianjian moves, the real fierce soldiers reappear the shocking power, a huge red beam penetrates into the fierce sword, and shakes thousands of miles.
At this moment, a shocking scene occurred, trapped in immortal help, Zhuxian immortal sword's fierce power climbed sharply, and a vast sword of light appeared out of thin air, slashing.
"Rewind!"
The Demon Order made a big change, looking at the sword light cut off by Skyrim and shouting anxiously.
Hearing the reminder, the Southern Palm Commander made the figure retreat sharply. However, Ji Jian had no distance and wanted to retreat. It was too late.
"Boom"
The sword light falls, the world sinks, the sky above the entire king realm, the void is cut open by the sword light, the terrible rift spreads endlessly, without seeing the beginning and the end.
"Uh"
The Southern Palm Commander turned his palm to the sky and wanted to block the fierce sword. However, the fierce sword was endless and unstoppable. A waterfall of bleak blood spewed into the sky, and the king's arms broke.
A sword broke his arms, and the sword's strength remained undiminished. He directly cut off the king's body and destroyed his soul.
The sword of the world is beyond description. Yu Wei fell, and he once again cut into the order of the Heavenly Demon.
"Drink!"
The order of the demon palm commander saw it, his eyebrows were filled with anger, and he drank aloud, urging the first royal weapon of the devil to block the fierce sword.
The trembling tremor, the fairy sword and the magic weapon collided with each other. In the harsh vibration, the magic instrument trembled. Although the fairy sword was blocked, the two heavy weapons of different levels were still judged.
The sword was exhausted, the aftermath oscillated, the heavenly demon palm order made the blood at the corners of the mouth overflow, and the figure quickly fell from the sky.
With a loud noise, the dust and sand were all over the earth, and the demon palm commander staggered up, reaching out to wipe off the blood at the corner of his mouth, looking at the sky's fierce sword, and his face was shocked.
Is this the legendary Zhuxian sword, so terrible?
In the territory of the king, with the light of the sword light, there are few left in the three thousand nether army. The horrifying sword of killing shows the ancient majesty.
At this moment, outside Sanwei Mountain, Ning Chen groaned in his mouth, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.
The Luan King saw this, and immediately converged 30% of his strength, and said in a deep voice, "You can't force it anymore, your body can't bear so much power."
"No trouble!"
Ning Chen suppressed the injury in his body and stared at the king's messenger of heavenly spirits, condensing his voice, "The longitudinal tiger returns to the mountain, and the future is endless. He must stay here forever before he can bury everything that happened today. "
"But your body!" Luan Wang Xianglu worried.
"It's okay, Senior Luan Wang doesn't need to worry, I have special skills, these injuries won't affect me much."
Ning Chen should say one thing, the brilliance in the eyes is more and more bright, his hands are opened and closed, and the power of the five volumes of heavenly books can be sublimated to the fullest, and the power of the blessed sword.
From the back, Luan Wang sighed in his heart, and no longer talked much.
The two joined forces, and the peaceful land of the former Luan tribe was transformed into of hell. Numerous broken limbs and broken arms were scattered all over the ground, which was terrifying.
The army of three thousand netherworlds has no living mouth. There is only one person left in the entire Zhuxian sword formation, covered with blood and dazzling.
Heaven and earth, Zhu Xian, Xian Xian, two fairy swords whispered continuously, the sword simmered, spread to every corner of the King Realm, without leaving the slightest escape route.
The palm commander killed the war, the order made the heart startled and angry, and urged to swallow the sky pot to protect his body, the figure kept moving, and he dared not touch the fierce sword again.
At the moment when the Demon Order made life dying, in the distance, the Demon Element quickly spread, and the terrible coercion shook the entire world.
"Seven Obsidian Demon King!"
Feeling the breath coming from afar, Ning Chen's face was dull before Sanwei Mountain, and he glanced at the Luan ethnic group in the rear, and he took the opportunity to make up his mind and stopped fighting.
"Retreat!"
With a deep drink, Ning Chen turned his palm to accept the Yuan, withdrew two immortal swords, and immediately cut off the void with a sword, and took everyone behind him into it.
Soon after the people left, the sky, the magic cloud pressure, a black magic sun descended from the sky, in the magic sun, the figure of the world was shocking, the whole body was glorious, the emperor was majestic, and it was frightening.
The palm of the sky fell into the world, and the palm shattered the sword formation Yu Wei. The Seventh Demon Emperor looked at the messenger below and said coldly, "What about them?"
The demon messenger looked up at the seven Yaoyao Emperor and immediately saluted, exhaustedly, "Qiqi Mohuang, has escaped."
Seven Yao Demon Emperor's eyes flashed coldly, and his consciousness was released. After a while, he converged his consciousness and said, "After going back, go to prison soul abyss to receive the penalty."
Hearing the three words of the prisoner soul abyss, the demon order made the body tremble fiercely, and immediately leaned down to lead the life, saying, "Weichen leads."
Seven Yao Mohuang snorted coldly, without saying more, the figure emptied and disappeared into the sky.
The demon messenger glanced at the devastated situation around him, forcibly suppressed the injury in his body, and left from Sanweishan.
Half an hour after the two left, outside the Sanwei Mountain, the void scrolled, and a moment later, a large crack manifested, and the figure of the plain clothes walked out. In the back, many Luan ethnic groups also appeared.
Staggered several steps, spitting out a bit of blood, forcibly suppressing the injury so far, Ning Chen's internal injury broke out, and he ate himself.
"Young Master"
Winter rain, summer solstice complexion changed slightly, said.
"I'm fine."
Ning Chen stabilized his body, urged by the scroll of life, and gradually suppressed his injuries. He looked at the many Luan ethnic people in the rear, and he was gratified. No matter how he could protect the Luan ethnic group, everything was worth it.
The Luan tribe has caused such a big disaster because it belongs to the Phoenix family. He lived in the Phoenix heritage and could not sit back and ignore it. Moreover, when he first came to this situation, the Luan king gave him a lot of advice and helped him a lot.
"Mr. Xie Ning's grace of salvation"
At this moment, all Luan tribes were kneeling down and thanking Daen from the rear, led by the Luan King.
Ning Chen saw this and immediately stepped up to support the Luan King. He said softly, "Senior Luan King does not need to be rude, this is what I should do. This place is no longer safe. The seniors should leave the people as soon as possible."
The Luan King nodded his head lightly, glanced at the Sanwei Mountain in front of him. The Luan tribe lived here for generations, and leaving today may be forever.
"Let Aoyama be afraid that there is no firewood, as long as people are still there, there is still hope. For example, today the devil royal clan continues to move, and the original demon realm will soon enter the stage of major cleansing ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Then take the clan to find a place where no one is, and retreat with peace of mind. "Ning Chen said with a sad expression.
"Ok"
Luan Wang Qingying, turned to look at the clan behind him, and said, "Let ’s go."
"Yes!"
All the Luan tribes respectfully led their orders and left with the Luan king.
"Young Master."
Parting soon, tears burst into the eyes of the Xia solstice, and she looked at the person in front of her reluctantly. She knew that this time, there might be no chance to meet again in the future.
Aside, Dong Yu, who has always been mature and sensible, couldn't help but turned her head, her eyes slightly sour.
"Okay, it's not true that you will never see it again, why make it like life and death."
Ning Chen raised his hand and patted the brains of the two girls with a gentle expression, "Follow the senior Luan Wang to practice well, maybe in the future, the son will also count on your help, especially the summer solstice, and listen to your sister, don't be lazy, understand? ? "
"Well, I must try hard to practice."
Xia Zhi wiped off the tears on his face, nodded vigorously, and said.
"Go, don't let Senior Luan wait too long."
Ning Chen glanced at the king of the Luan tribe in the distance and said.
Nodded gently in the winter rain and summer solstice, although he was reluctant, he still walked away.
Watched everyone leave, and the gentleness on Ning Chen's face gradually disappeared. Now, it's time to go back to meet the storm.