Chapter 791: result

On the banks of the Mishui River, the six lords killed the game, knew their fate, and raised their swords.
Zhu Xian and Xian Xian came out together, blessed with thousands of miles of energy, cut the real world with a sword, and the night sky was bright red.
The five statues were shocked, but the flash of sword light came again, and the moment of a lack of attention suddenly hit the arm.
"Don't care"
Red Luan Yizu sipped and reminded.
The remaining four princes immediately fell in love and recovered from the shock, concentrating on the battle.
In the battle situation, the figure of plain clothes with white hair, two swords wielding, chopping, stabbing, dragging, one move and one trick, no trace of muddy water, from the beginning to the end, the look of ancient waves is not surprised, and no emotion changes can be seen, like a fighting machine , Calm and scary.
In a century of life, countless life and death battles have created today's destiny, absolute calmness, and absolute ruthlessness.
Zhu Xian slashed, sharp and unparalleled, sinking in the fairy, falling like a sky falling.
When Jian Guangzhi approached, the Red Luan ancestor received a move, and there was a great shock, his figure slipped out a few feet away.
"Sword Technique, Three Lights Brilliant Together"
Su Yi's body shape moved again, with white hair flying, a three-pointer, desperate on the sword, sword dance spring and autumn, heaven and earth shine together.
The three sword lights that emerged were dazzling and dazzling. The sword light passed and the void was three points. The entire night sky was illuminated by this amazing sword light, just like the day.
For hundreds of years, the sword is unique.
The three respected swords, and the horror sword light passed through them, the blood was brilliant, and the sky was scattered.
"Uh"
Qi Qi's mumble sounded, the three statues retreated ten steps in a row, and their bodies were red.
Three swords retreat three respects, not far away, another respecter has reached the palm of his hand, and he should be in the knowing body.
The blood dripped and fell silently. Ning Chen's body-protecting sword intended to block most of the palm power and protect the whole body.
The battle was fierce, the injuries were exchanged, and the expressions of the five statues were heavy and abnormal. Although it was expected that this battle would not be easy, no one had expected that it would be so difficult.
One situation, four injuries, and an unacceptable price only brought Momo ninth child to suffer. Such a situation was unexpected.
In the center of the battle situation, the plain clothes stood quietly, with white hair dancing lightly, and the same face as a century ago, but with more wind and frost.
"Six Ways Falling Together, Devilish Tribulation"
After a moment of stillness, Ning Chen crossed Zhu Xian's hands in the center of the war situation, and the sky was full of anger.
"Too Prohibited Swords"
Step by step, in nine days, Jianguang rushed to the sky, the power of terror suddenly rose.
"Stop him!"
The look of the red luan ancestor has changed, this trick is to open the ancient battlefield, and it must not be used smoothly.
The other four statues were also heard, the figure swept out quickly, straight into the sky, blocking the former Yunzhao.
Nine days above, Ning Chen looked at the five deceitful deceptions, and a sneer bent at the corner of his mouth. It seems that the sword of the ancient battlefield left a deep impression on the people of the world.
"Nirvana"
Suddenly, the swordsmanship of the sky changed, the Yunzhao ended instantly, countless sword lights crisscrossed and magnificent.
The sword of Nirvana falls like rain, falling down one after another, endlessly, open to the sky.
Five color changes, it is too late to come back to resist, to protect the vital points, and resist the sword light.
"boom"
A splatter of blood splashed across the sky, five figures smashed the ground, and sword gas was boundlessly dusty.
Ning Chen's figure slowly fell, looking at the five devastated victims, without further words, stepped forward.
A Venerable of Reality got up and failed to respond. Su Yi passed by, Zhu Xian took his life, and blood splashed into the water.
The four heads flew up, and before the ancestor of the Red Luan, a beautiful shadow appeared, blocking the sword of death with his body.
An inch before the throat, Zhuxian stopped, Ning Chen looked at the woman in front of her, calm eyes, and could not see the slightest waves.
As close as possible, the red-luan king female eyes reflected the figure of white hair in front of him, so familiar and so strange.
I do not know why, tears drop drop by drop, it is hate, it is heartache.
He is stronger than before, and even a strong ancestor has lost to him, but his life is about to end.
Looking at the tears falling in the female eyes, Ning Chen put down the sword in his hand and calmly said, "Go before I change my mind."
The red luan king girl suppressed her sorrow and helped the ancestor who was seriously wounded behind her and turned away.
Above the void, twelve strong men of half-step real estate put away the golden chains of the sky and left together.
When the enemy left, on the riverside, a drop of blood dripped silently from the corner of Ning Chen's mouth, staining the plain clothes before his body.
Finally, it's over.
Zhu Xian, Xian Xian inserted into the earth, blood on the sword, and gradually dried up in the wind, a hundred years, a hundred years, tired of walking, tired of killing.
If there is an afterlife, be willing to be ordinary.
During the years of prohibition, the tree was swaying, and the blue fruit gradually showed golden light, and it was getting closer and closer to maturity.
In the next three years, the riverside figure, without taking another step, silently stood under the tree, waiting for the fruit of the tree to mature.
After a hundred years of time, the Golden World officially arrived, and the arrogance of the heavens in various regions emerged endlessly, and the arrogance of the heavens continued to enter the real world, even the real world.
Xiaoyue Restaurant, the atmosphere of the Xiaoyue landlord, who has not been out for nearly a century, is calmer day by day, gradually becoming completely introverted, but the real cultivation is more horrible and unpredictable.
On the Shenji Peak, the Shenji Lingli peaked all day long, watching the changes in the world's general trend, and also did not leave another half step.
The red luan star field, in the endless white mist, the galaxy is splendid, and within the galaxy, a huge black vortex scrolls. A hundred years ago, the Queen Mother West buried the land with the help of the last power of Wang Hairpin.
Suddenly, deep in the star field, the fairy sound was slim, the three dragon corpses tried to pull the fairy chair, and quickly went away, somehow, not knowing where to go.
In the major star fields, the God Cang has been born. The remains of ancient times are gradually manifesting in the world. The battles are frequent. The chaotic world and the great world are no longer clear.
When the world is in chaos, the banks of the river are still calm and heart-pounding. In addition to the sound of the cold wind, you can no longer hear the slightest movement.
After the end of the last war ~ EbookFREE.me ~ No one came to the riverside of Moshui, no one came, the fate of the two swords in hand, blessed with thousands of miles of gas, completely turned the river of Moshui into a forbidden place, and the world was forbidden.
One hundred years ago, Zhiming Shouyuan has come to an end, and his tired eyes are looking at the tree in front of him, struggling to support the body that is collapsing frequently, waiting for the fruit to mature.
Outside the banks of the Mishui River, spring is coming again, and as all things recover, under the trees, the eyes of the destiny suddenly brighten up.
But seeing the tree, the last blue of the immortal flat peach faded, the golden light was translucent, the red light was shining, a powerful vitality erupted to shake the world, and the two great gods around the horizon dissipated in an instant.
The flat peach is ripe, the breath of life spreads, the dead river of Shishui is instantly purified, the dead wood is in spring, the lake water fades vermilion, and the original state is restored.
The thing that turned against the sky and changed its life, the treasure that turned against life and death appeared, nine days felt, the thunder was heavy, the roar was low, the anger of heaven, and the thunder came down.
"roll!"
Under the tree, the silent destiny of countless days and nights drank, swept across a sword, and opened the sky.