Vol 10 Chapter 1611: Gather

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On the tops of the heavens, the devil collapsed, the swordsmanship fell, and a war that shook ancient and modern times. The legend of the first martial in heaven and the swords on earth fell together.
Even the gods did not anticipate the end, no one can believe that the undefeated Pluto died in battle.
In the shrine, Pluto fell behind, the enchantment disappeared, Luo Fei stepped out, gazing at the vast expanse of the Seventh Heaven in front, showing a strange color.
Pluto is dead, I am afraid that this world will be in chaos.
She can clearly feel the power of many gods and devils in the Seventh Heaven Realm in these days in the temple. Before that, there were Pluto ~ shocks, the gods surrendered, and now Pluto is falling, how will these powerful gods and deities keep themselves safe.
She and Ziyi had to plan early.
In the shrine, Xia Ziyi, who had attacked Xuanyi for many years, slept for a long time. She used to be a Taoist. He was helped by Pluto to save his life, but he has never been able to wake up.
Luo Fei turned back to the temple and looked at Xia Ziyi who was always unconscious, her eyes full of tenderness.
In any case, she must guard him.
At the same time, in the world, on the banks of the retrograde rivers, all swords rise and fall, the rebirth of the world, only the sword, with the world.
In the blink of an eye, another fifty years passed, Ning Fanxiu went further and officially entered the realm of heaven.
The long white hair was so dazzling. After the world changed, Ning Fan's consumption of Shouyuan was extremely violent. Although the cultivation was increasing, it was difficult to fill the loss of Shouyuan.
Thousands of miles away, on the Immortal Mountain, Moon Spirit concentrated on cultivation, and the cultivation was a thousand miles a day.
"These two are really perverted."
By the river, Yin'er murmured softly.
Missing the best age for cultivation, the speed of cultivation can still be so amazing, really abnormal.
Aside, Liming looked at the white-haired young man in front of him, but he looked worried.
His Shou Yuan was consumed too quickly, and if one day the progress of the state stopped, the consequences would be disastrous.
boom!
At this moment, thousands of miles away, the Thunder masterpiece, Heaven Tribulation came from the sky.
"Breakthrough again!"
Yiner jumped at once, and said in surprise.
On the riverside, Ning Fan, who felt Yue Ling's breakthrough, opened his eyes and saw his sword rising into the sky.
boom!
In an instant, above the sky, the Thunder appeared and echoed far away.
The two broke through the environment again, the overcast clouds covered the sky, and the scene was spectacular.
Under the thunder, the two went through the robbery at the same time, and the power was shocking.
On the bank of the river, Ning Fan held a sword and cut the robbery with a sword.
Centuries of cultivation, cultivation has reached the Ming Dao Realm, and the amazing entry has been beyond the words of genius.
The memory fragments carved deep in the soul of the gods began to look back. Under the Heaven Tribulation, Ning Fan vaguely seemed to see something.
On top of the starry sky, there are thousands of celestial beings standing in the sky, thousands of them in the middle, the black air is turbulent, and the of plague stands proudly.
All the heavenly ancestors of the world joined forces to trap the of plague. At the forefront, the female emperor Changling was pushed to the limit.
The battles of unknown days continue to consume a lot of the powers of the heavenly venerable human beings. Even if there is blessings from the light power of the immortal realm, it gradually becomes overwhelmed.
The power of dark power is no longer what it used to be, and the cultivation of God of Plague is rising day by day, not far from the sixth realm.
The realm of creation, a brand new and untouchable state, no one can achieve it.
In the starry sky, the war is getting hotter and hotter, and the Changling Lady is close to the source of darkness. In the distance, the falling star holds the bow of the god, and the star mark is full of bow.
Not far away, Mu Qianlu raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the dark source in front of him, his expression dignified and abnormal.
It's really a monster, and I don't know how a fateful person drove back the Lord of Darkness.
Immortal, immortal, and powerful enough to be shaken, if they are not crowded, this battle is no longer necessary to fight.
In the center of the battle situation, the eyes of the of disgust swept across the stars in the starry sky, frowning slightly.
Every ant, actually blocked him for so many days.
The devil was distracted for a moment. In the battle situation, the slender hand came to death. The enchanting magic energy, such as the stormy waves, was powerful and abnormal.
The of plague returned to his god, greeted him with a palm, and suddenly blocked the female tomb of Changling.
In an instant, in the distance, a cyan arrow light burst through the sky, the arrow sounded, and the ears were abnormal.
"Ok?"
The plague turned sideways, avoiding the arrow light, his mind was undecided, the scene of the battle was transient, the white water of the Black Mountain, and the snow sword arrived.
With the sword as the pen and the sword's intention as the ink, in the eyes, the ink-colored sword light pierced the plague god's chest.
The of plague waved his hand, the dark breath gathered, and the thousands of sword lights shattered.
After a long battle for many days, the God of Plague became more and more impatient, and his left and right palms merged together, and the black air surged out.
In the battle situation, the Queen, Falling Stars, Mu Qianshu and other people saw this, their expressions changed slightly, and they immediately retreated.
The majestic and endless power of darkness is incomparably powerful, and the Heavenly Venerables in the center of the battle are hit, and their mouths are full of red.
"After this seat has swallowed the last source of the world, come to clean up you!"
In the starry sky, the of plague glanced at the forced retreats, snorted, and walked away.
"You can't let him succeed, chase!"
Ning Zun said aloud, took a step, and quickly caught up.
In the rear, figures such as Luo Xingchen, Mu Qiansi, Yi Xuanmiao flew out, and followed.
Ziwei Star, under the sky, Ning Fan's eyes became clearer, looking back at the two on the shore, and finally seeing how they looked.
He could feel that they had followed him for many years, but he couldn't see it.
All the stars in the crape myrtle field are filled with darkness, engulfing the original power between heaven and earth.
Visible to the naked eye, the stars of life turn into death stars, and the last pure land on earth will also disappear.
The of plague is all around him, his strength is getting stronger and stronger, and he is only one step away from the sixth realm.
Ziwei Star, Ning Fan and Moon Spirit, who are on a robbery, suddenly stared, looking at the sky.
I saw above the sky, the dark breath covered the sky, and the gloomy was hard to breathe.
On the riverside, Liming and Yin'er looked at the sky, and their looks changed.
Dark power, not good!
Lime stepped, his figure rushed to the sky, his hands twisted his fingers, and his body was full of light.
The green lotus blooms, blocking the spreading darkness, the corner of the lime's mouth, and a little blood overflowing.
"It turns out that you are hiding here."
At this time ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Above the sky, a figure in black appeared, the of plague walked out, his eyes looked at the sky with a cold expression.
Feeling the killing from the sky, Ning Fan raised his head and frowned.
Fan Jian trembled, Ning Fan stepped on his feet, and his figure rose to the sky, preemptively.
"Do not control yourself!"
Plague God raised his hand, photographed with a palm, and directly shot down Ning Fan rising from the sky.
With a bang, Ning Fan smashed into the river, and several waves were gradually rising.
Thousands of miles away, on the fairy mountain, Yueling stared at the sky, and beautiful eyes flashed with different colors.
At this time, a figure appeared in the void, headed by the female venerable, Luo Xingchen and others, and the world's heavenly venerable chase.
"Yo, the destiny of this life is really weak."
Luo Xingchen glanced at Ning Fan, who was photographed in the big river.