Chapter 1281: End game

Ice and snow, frost blooms, magic butterfly spread wings, the offensive is fully open.
The bipolar collision, the aftermath screamed, the magic energy surged, and the heavy snow rolled up.
In the waves, a splash of blood spattered and the sky was red.
Amazing scene, Xuan Mo stepped back and forth, and the corners of his mouth were red.
In the same way, after the aftermath, the butterfly in the flower was in the right arm, bloody. Since the war, the flesh has gradually reached the limit of bearing.
The magic butterfly with the body fully open, a black air surging, constantly swallowing the aura between heaven and earth.
In the shocking battle, the two men's combat power was fully open, from the equal division of the battle to the advantage of one side, and then to the level of the battle. Only the more and more serious injuries remained on the two people.
"I now finally understand why the thirteenth prince's sword technique is so amazing, the master teacher is a high disciple, and the girl's attainment in the sword has surpassed me, but, in this battle, I can't lose."
The words fell, the chill in the eyes of mysterious black eyes flourished, the army stepped out, strode the meteor, and the saber fluttered with it.
The killer is in the air, and the butterfly in the flower is unavoidable, facing the battle head-on.
One knife is fast, one knife is sinking, the knife is dead, the knife is ruthless.
The fierce decision on the knife, as the two blades collided continuously, the waves of aftershocks continued to shock the two bodies.
"drink!"
The sounds of wars are raging, the sounds of the killing are terrifying, the human race and the demon race, the two peerless swordsmen are not love and hatred, and they are not deep in hatred, but because of their different positions, life and death are not to be asked.
Shocked again and again, the two held the hands of the knife, the blood splashed, and the Divine Soldier in his hand was almost unsteady.
Outside the battle, the kings of the two realms looked at the battle ahead, and their expressions became heavier and heavier.
No one expected that such a battle would hit such a tragic situation. No one knows who wins and who loses so far in the war.
In the original Demon Realm camp, Xuan Lie's ear, a majestic voice suddenly sounded, shaking his mind.
Above the void, the voice of the Seven Demon Emperor's ears also sounded the sound of Kun Yi Demon Emperor, informing them to leave the battlefield temporarily.
"what happened?"
Next to Xuanlie, Asura felt the same as the former and asked.
"I want to do it for a moment, the war is over and the debate is suspended."
Xuan Lie said in a condensed voice, and his figure melted into the darkness and disappeared.
In the void, the Seven Emperor Demon Emperor confessed two sentences, and the figure was blurred at the same time, leaving the battlefield.
In the human race, in front of the kings, Ning Chen looked at the Demon Kings who had no one in front and frowned.
Xuan Lie, why didn't he disappear?
The red luan star field, before the two realms, the magical energy is surging, and the seven emperor demon emperors and Xuanlie appear without delay, and step into the space channel.
In the original Demon Realm, the Heavenly Demon Ancestral Land, Kun Yi Mo Huang stood still, his eyes closed, constantly impacting the Kendo seal in his body.
"Brother!"
At this moment, over the ancestral ground, demon qi spread, the two came out, and the figure came down from the sky.
"Seven Yao, you come to protect the Fa, I pass the power to Xuan Lie."
Kun Yi Mo Huang opened his eyes and said in a deep voice.
"The seal inside the elder brother?"
Qi Yao Mo Huang frowned slightly and asked.
"It's enough to pass the power."
Kun Yi Mo Huang said slowly.
"I see."
Seven Emperor Demon Emperor nodded and responded.
Just as Xuanlie and Qi Yao Demon returned to Heavenly Devil Ancestral Land, the king's controversy became more and more fierce.
In the snow and ice, the sword gas is vertical and horizontal, blood flowers, snowflakes, engulfing the figures of the two kings.
After a violent impact, the battle situation shook again. Ten feet away, the two stood with their knives on their blades, blood dripping from the blade, and dazzling abnormalities.
"Butterfly Burial!"
At the end of the battle, there was not much energy left. The butterfly in the flower spins the knife, the figure soars, the sleeves dance, and the knife rotates in the wind.
"Crazy Sands are bloody!"
In front, Xuan Mo stepped, condensed the element, blood lingered, and converged to the extreme.
As soon as the sword was opened, thousands of miles of mad sand swept the world, and the earth-shattering move was destroying the nine days.
The kings noticed that the two extreme forces collided violently, and the dazzling brilliance spread, destroying everything along the way.
"Did you win or lose?"
In the camp of the two races of man and demon, a king gazed nervously at the collapsed world ahead, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.
But upon seeing the void, the snowflakes were scattered, and the two figures appeared. Suddenly, a harsh breaking sound rang, and the blades in both hands collapsed at the same time.
"I lost."
The words fell, Xuan Mo's figure fell down, and there was blood spewing on his chest, stained with red snowflakes flying all over the sky.
Opposite, the butterfly in the flower staggered several times under the feet, bathed in blood, the injury was extremely heavy, but was forced to endure and did not fall.
She won, but he did not lose.
In the human race, Ning Chen's figure flew out, and came to Huazhong Butterfly, carefully supporting the latter.
"Sister, hard work." Ning Chen said softly.
"Finally, I lived up to your hopes."
Hua Zhongdie laughed weakly and said, "However, then you can only rely on yourself."
"Sister Sister rest assured to heal, and then you can leave it to me."
Ning Chen gently helped the women around her and walked towards the human race.
"Xuan Mo."
Ashura stepped forward and lifted the former, sighing, "You shouldn't be defeated."
Xuan Mo slowly opened his eyes and said tiredly, "The war has brought too many sacrifices, and I am tired."
Asura sighed again in her heart, without further words, and helped the former walk forward.
At the end of the battle, the atmosphere on the scene became exceptionally quiet. In four battles, the Terran and Primal Demon Realm were better than two, and the game reached a draw. The final battle was inevitable.
In the last game, the palm decision, the human race, the kings looked at the fate in front of them, and they all had the color of trust on their faces.
Over the years, they have become accustomed to trusting him. No matter how difficult the situation is, Fate has never let them down.
They saw a perseverance that never gave up from Zhiming, work harder, work harder, do everything, and work harder.
Perhaps the martial arts talents of Zhiming are not as good as them, but its real combat power is absolutely frightening.
"give it to you."
In the rear, Xia Ziyi, who was healing, opened his eyes and said.
"Ok."
Ning Chen nodded gently and walked forward step by step.
In the Demon Realm camp, the Kings of the Demon Realm looked at the Terran King who was fighting in front, and their faces were not very good-looking.
The thirteenth prince, the young man who caused the primordial chaos, finally came out.
In the sight of the kings of the two realms, the figure in black and black hair stepped into the six reincarnations step by step.
In the Magic Realm camp, Darkmoon looked at the kings in front and said, "Did you decide, who will play in this battle?"
Xuan Qi's eyes narrowed, looking at the man on the peak of Leijie, Shen Sheng said, "Wait!"
Aside, Ashura looked at Roga, not far away, frowning slightly. The previous arrangement, this battle, Xuan Lie or the Holy Domain Palace Master had one person to play, but Xuan Lie specifically asked to let before leaving. They waited, and it seemed that they had been given permission from the Devil Emperor.
In the void, the three human emperors frowned as they looked at the Mozu players who had not appeared below.
"Dear Lords of the Demon Realm, is this the original Demon Realm to abstain?"
The Lord of Divine Realm spoke, and the voice was vicissitudes.
"The human race has been waiting for this gamble for so long, and I must not be in a hurry at this time."
Among the three emperors of Demon Realm, Scale Emperor responded with a cold expression.
"Human race is really not in a hurry at this time, but, waiting for the total limit, if the players of the Magic Realm do not appear all the time, could it be that my human race has to wait forever?" Qingyi Xiangshi coldly said.
"Twelve hours."
Scale Emperor said lightly, "Within twelve hours, the choice of my realm will definitely appear on time."
Lei Jie, above the peak, Ning Chen heard the conversation between the two emperors in the sky, silently sat down and quietly adjusted her breath.
In both camps, the kings were patient and waited quietly.
"What the is going on in the original magical realm, it can't be beaten."
Among the kings of the human race, the most untenable Luo Xingchen said impatiently.
"Xuan Lie is not here, Luo Jia is not playing again, saying that there is no problem, the fool would not believe it." Mu Qianxi said coldly.
"They are not cheating?" Luo Xingchen suspiciously.
"The three emperors of the human race are also here. It is not so easy to cheat blatantly. However, the performance of the original magic realm is indeed doubtful." Mu Qianlu answered.
"bother!"
Luo Xingchen shook his head vigorously. What time was this, and he had to wait twelve hours before he died.
"Your temper is always so irritable, and your destiny is not in a hurry, what are you in a hurry?" Mu Qianru said lightly.
"Destiny?"
Luo Xingchen looked at the black figure sitting quietly in the distant thunder world ~ EbookFREE.me ~ helplessly said, "He is an old man, not as dynamic as our young people, let alone twelve hours, If you let him wait for twelve years, he can wait. "
"So, he is standing there now, and you are verbose here." Mu Qianxi sneered.
"Do you want to fight?"
Luo Xingchen heard the words and immediately blazed, saying, "Believe it or not, I will shoot you into a honeycomb immediately."
"Ah."
Mu Qianlu smiled indifferently and said, "Unbelief."
"you!"
Luo Xingchen suffered a sore chest, and couldn't say a word at a time.
Not far away, Lime stood quietly, gazing at the destiny in the distance without ever leaving.
For a hundred years, he worked so hard only because he did n’t want to hurt the people around him, but their enemies became stronger and stronger. Even though he worked hard enough, he still could n’t protect the people around him.
This time, the invasion of primitive demons can be described as a great crisis for the entire human race. There is a complete egg under the nest, no matter how, the human race cannot be defeated.
Time flies, one hour after another. In the two realm camp, the kings are waiting more and more impatiently. Twelve hours are not long, but the waiting time always seems so long.
At the moment when the time was about to come, the sky above the Magic Realm camp was split, and the violent demon raged. The two figures then came out.
The return of Qi Yao and Xuan Lie attracted everyone's attention.
"Let everyone wait for a long time."
Xuan Lie said quietly, and immediately stepped on it, skimming towards the six reincarnations in front.
Lei Jie, on the peak, Ning Chen slowly stood up, staring at the figure that appeared in front of him, and his battle spirit was dazzling.