Chapter 485: 0 years

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In the northern border of Zhongzhou, the boundless wilderness is filled with white mist, and a phantom appears, looking at the ancient city in front, stepping out, stepping into it.
The demon lord came in person and killed the whole body in search of the revenge of the palm behind the day, and found the base camp of the thirteen major pirates.
Qingyuan Mansion, a middle-aged man in a wheelchair trembling, looked at the sky, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
Kong Yuanci, the second-ranked top strongman of the thirteen major pirates, was second only to Da Qing Manchuria's Mo Qingbai in strength, but his legs were scrapped when Dao Shen was going north.
Just a few months ago, the white wolf was originally, Mo Qingbai was abolished, and he was brought back by Kong Yuanci two days later, barely saving his life.
I never thought that one wave passed before another, and the demon venerable seeks revenge, and Qingyuan Mansion fell into the biggest crisis in history.
During the oppression like Wang Yang, a figure diffused in the white mist appeared over Qingyuan Mansion, but it was unsent. After the mind locked the breath underneath, he turned his hands and shot towards Qingyuan Mansion.
But after hearing the loud noises and falling in power, the entire Qingyuan Mansion instantly turned into ruins, the dust was stirred, and it was flying all over the sky.
"Ok?"
As soon as the palm fell, Bai Jiao's consciousness swept again, and suddenly his brow furrowed, his figure flickered and disappeared.
Ten miles away, the sky shook, and the figure on the wheelchair appeared, carrying Mo Qingbai, who was still unconscious, and went west.
After Xu Yu, Bai Wu gathered, and the demon appeared, looking at the figure going west, a flash of strange color flashed in his eyes.
Follow the law!
Knowing that he underestimated the man in the wheelchair, Bai Jiao took a step and chased it again.
The great wasteland of northern Xinjiang, with ten miles as the boundary, the void constantly flashing, and the world's first sight of the world, the second largest squad with legs abolished, can show the world.
In the rear, Bai Jiao's consciousness locked the two of them and kept chasing. The white light flickered at an astonishing speed.
At the same time, in the northwest of Zhongzhou, at the end of the territory of the Xuanji dynasty, the battle of demon evils became increasingly fierce.
Four thousand years ago, the unforgivable evil caused pain to all the religions, and now the demons come again. The disagreeable religions finally cast off their grudges and unprecedented cooperation. Pingmo disaster.
The twelve peaks of the Three Disasters, the hand-dancing iron lock hook sickle, the trapped demon with all their strength, the criss-crossing black light and cold shadow, beckoning to bite the soul.
When the devil's behavior was restrained, the three half-masters held long swords, and the swords were brisk, like a willow in the wind, and ruthless.
In the center of the fiercest battle situation, Ren Jiuge waved his halberd to face the demon, the sword halberd battle, and the king to the king, each did not give way.
The demon warriors fought with the heroes in one sword, stepping on strange steps, wielding the devil's edge, and the sharp and shrill warriors made a concerted sound, constantly ringing in the battle situation.
Twelve iron ropes, orderly advance and retreat, unswerving understanding, three half-zun teamed up to protect the lineup, Ren Jiuge held in close control, perfect killing line, step by step, no flaws, the devil's situation, gradually tilted.
"Burial days"
The war situation was restrained, Xia Zi's eyes flashed coldly in his eyes, the eyebrow demon's blood was full of blood, the sword condensed the demon yuan, and the sword was buried in the sky.
The image of the sky falling down in an instant, and the ten-mile space, like the end of the robbery, quickly broke apart, and the terrifying power of the world made people feel the fear of the end of the world.
In the aftermath, twelve figures flew out in unison. After landing, he stepped back a few steps, and blood flowed down his arm.
Looking back at the center of the battle situation, the moment the sword halberd stalemate, the three swords penetrated into the demon body, bringing out a cascading blood.
The demon's body was stained red, and the battle of the demon was dawning, but the devil's whole body was full of devil madness, and he suddenly blocked three swords.
"Catch you"
The devil's eyes were bright, he turned his palms and shot them, and he shot them directly to a person.
The three of them withdrew their swords to retreat. Suddenly, they were shocked and trapped by the magic atmosphere.
At the next moment, the magic palm photographed, with a bang, the blood spattered like rain in the sky, half of the death, red eyes.
"Wen Lun"
The other two were shocked, and immediately recovered, strengthened the body, broke free of the magical bondage, took the former, and withdrew ten feet away.
"Help ... help me ..."
In the end, after all, he failed to speak out, and Wen Lun dropped his arms, not willing to leave.
The fall of the Half-Zen is a pathetic desolation. Before Mowei, justice was obstructed, and it was difficult for Half-Zun to move forward.
In the battle situation, the sword halberd confronted again. Ren Jiuge took a few steps to exit and took a look at Wen Lun, who was in disappointment.
"Demon, you have no excuse for your sins, and come to life!"
The words fell, and the halberd of Ren Jiu's singer rose from the sky. Suddenly, between the world and the sky, the clouds changed suddenly, and the black hurricane suddenly turned out.
After the attack, the demon's appearance did not change, and the devil's energy on the sword circled into the air. In the nine days, it turned into a vague image of the devil, and he could not see his face clearly. .
The double strokes turned and collided, the wind stopped in an instant, and the next moment was the destruction of ten miles of shock. In the mad sand and anger, a figure appeared bloody, and the foot stepped back and forth, holding the halberd's hand, the blood was slamming. Boom down.
The sky that couldn't be overcome, the magic that couldn't be fought, Ren Jiuge stopped in his footsteps, vomiting a bite of blood again, his eyes were unbelievable.
The first defeat since the military martial arts shocked and unwilling the only person born in Taibai Mansion.
"Amitabha"
At this moment, in the distance, Brahma rain came down, a figure in white robe and white hair came slowly, a calm face, without any private thoughts, only the heart of the compassion of life, the demon robbery came again, and the Buddha finally made up his mind No more mercy, to kill the world.
The world is supreme, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly stagnate. The golden fan rain fell on the ground to restore the lotus, repairing the destroyed and exhausted earth.
The Buddha and the demon who met again looked at each other without a word.
The rosary was turned, and in the swaying sound, the Seven Buddhas appeared in the world, and the Qing San Fan Sang rang between heaven and earth.
Buddha's shot, Xia Ziyi's expression finally condensed, the magical atmosphere in his body screamed out, coiled around, blocking the descending Buddha power.
The most extreme collisions between Buddhas and Demons, there will be no turnaround, and the antithesis since ancient times cannot be compromised.
Between the heavens and the earth, the Buddha power and the devil qi constantly collide. Just as the devil qi gradually became unbearable, behind the demon, the image of the and demon manifested again. Oppression.
The bodhi respected his eyes, and looked at the image of the devil behind the demon's body, gradually revealing a shock.
How can it be!
Just when the Buddha and the Demon stalemate, the East, the sky trembles, and a figure flew out. After feeling the powerful breath in the distance, without any hesitation, they adjusted their positions and galloped away.
After a moment, the void was twisted again, and the white mist condensed, looking at the direction of the former departure, and quickly chased away.
Thousands of miles away, the battle between Buddha and Demon is crucial. Suddenly, a monstrous demon spirit swept from afar, covering the sky and covering the sun, which shocked people.
Shaking the void, the second largest invader appeared, looking at the white robe in front of him, his gloomy face instantly changed, revealing a terrified look, shouting "Master, help!"
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In the southwest of Zhongzhou, the magic wheel sea, the chariots are empty, the religions are too high, and the old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years have little left.
Re-entering the forbidden land of the world, the great congregations are more fully prepared, and the royal radiance is overwhelming, covering up a chariot.
The glory of the world, the prosperity of all religions, the royal power is far more powerful than before, the breath is connected, and the whole sky is covered.
"boom"
At this moment, the black light was swaying, and a coffin appeared again. The ancient strongmen stepped out of the coffin and blocked the path of the priests.
"Ugh"
With a sigh, before everyone, the dazzling rays of light converged, and a powerful figure that shuddered even in the world appeared. His right hand was raised to hold all the ancient strong men born.
"These corpse gods will stop you, let's go," said the figure in Xiaguang.
"Thank you"
The priests thanked too much, and no longer hesitated, rushed into the sea of ​​magic wheels in a chariot.
At the next moment, the dying dragon Jedi reappeared the power of terror, and each chariot shook violently, the king mourned, and Guanghua quickly dimmed.
The chariot that crashed to the ground was torn apart, and the body of the cast iron was dissipated and turned into waste material inferior to the iron in the Jedi.
However, in the end, someone rushed into the Jedi and disappeared in the old, envious eyes.
"Whether you can fight for a long life depends on your character"
The supreme human in the Xiaguang sighed again, and then his body gradually dispersed, leaving before the Jedi.
In the Jedi, the coffin submerged into the ground again. At the back, a chariot that was torn apart was scattered all over the ground. The road was full of sorrow and sadness.
In the north of Zhongzhou, the two figures continued to go north, and after a few days of driving, they were not far from the Zhao family.
The bright moon hung high, and sprinkled a little chill, and under the moon, the campfire was beating, so bright in the dark night.
Zhao Liusu sat by the campfire, holding a pretty little face in his hands, and looked at the person who was in a daze in front of him. It took a long time to see.
"Have you spent it?" After a long time, Ning Chen recovered and smiled.
"No" Zhao Liusu blushed and shook his head.
"I used to be as stupid as you were, and looked at a woman without blinking your eyes. At that time, I thought there would be such a good-looking person in the world. It was too unreal." Ning Chen smiled gently and said.
"I'm not stupid, what about later?" Zhao Liusu retorted, asking with curiosity.
"Later ~ EbookFREE.me ~ She cut me and almost turned me into an eunuch," Ning Chen smiled.
"Deserved"
Zhao Liusu's face turned red again. After a while, he whispered again, "Do you like her?"
"It used to be, I don't know now," Ning Chen answered.
"Why? Shouldn't one like to die like one?" Zhao Liusu puzzled.
"You're still small, many things still don't understand. It's okay to like one person or not. People's hearts are only so big that it is impossible to accommodate a second person.
Ning Chen smiled again, the smile was plain, and he could not see any sadness, but the indifference in the smile was filled with too much wind and frost.
Now he can only live for one person, which he owes her.
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