Chapter 860: undercurrent

In the battle of the sword pavilion, the flames raged, and the variables reappeared. Mei Wuhen devoured the four heavenly body guards, and cultivated to climb the summit again.
The turbulent True Yuan is vast and messy, and the sword is full of energy, constantly circling in the void.
Yin Hong's red hair fluttering in the wind, so striking, the smile on Mei Wuhen's face was as graceful as ever, but the blood on his face made this smile dazzling.
Qi Wang withdrew. In the battle, there were only two people left, facing each other, the only peak.
After the blink of an eye, the two figures moved together, a fast and fast electro-optical flint, the clash of artifacts, and the merging cold star.
The top of the sword, the peak of martial arts, the strongest two people in the world will meet very much, invite each other, destroy the world.
Zhu Xian, Sun and Moon, Jian Ming bursts, and during the confrontation, pieces of void collapsed and repaired immediately, reincarnation, never ending.
"Sword style, empty space"
A sword was slashed, the sky was full of stars, the snow on the Star Soul Sword was violently shaken, a sword was cut off, and the sky was screaming.
Mei Wuhen sneered, the sun and moon swayed past, the sword was majestic, and the sword energy swayed in front of him.
After Ning Chen's eyes condensed slightly and devoured the four people, the master of the sword pavilion might have approached the fourth realm indefinitely.
"But we need our help"
The phoenix fire and magical energy surged, and two illusory figures manifested and asked.
"No need"
Ning Chen shook his head and said, "Your foundation is not enough. I will come in this battle, you just need to lend me strength"
Nodded, no more words, the body dissipated and reintegrated into the deity.
"Integrity and trinity, and everybody has been so capable of doing it, Master Ning, you are more and more impressed by this seat."
Mei Wuhen spoke, smiling.
"It's so surprising, it's too early, lord, come again"
Ning Chen said lightly, with the sword edge raised in his hand, the starlight falling down, the star soul trembling, and the sword's intention rising sharply.
"as you wish"
Mei Wuhen's smile gradually became cold, Lian Bu stepped on, and the sword was on the moon.
"Volume of the Earth"
Ning Chen didn't move, a soft whisper in his mouth, suddenly, the earth beneath rumbling and shaking, the mountain rock cracked up, and turned into a huge stone sword, rushing to the person in front of him.
Mei Wuhen's eyes were cold, walking around, avoiding the stone swords rising from sky to sky.
"Blue Dragon Pendant"
Suddenly, Su Yi came to his front, raised his hands to buckle the former's shoulders, and the green dragon roared out, locking the two and falling straight down towards the ground.
"you"
Mei Wuhen's face changed, and his body was constantly struggling, however, the green dragon with the sword gasification became tighter and tighter, with the two turned into extremely fast meteors, and fell into the sky.
With a bang, the green dragon fell to the ground, and the earth of all directions cracked in response to the sound of dust, covering nine days of cold moon.
"Cough"
In the dusty waves, a violent cough sounded. After a moment, Mei Wuhen's figure flew out, and beyond a thousand feet, he stopped, and a spit of blood vomited, staining the earth.
"Force of Four Images"
Mei Wuhen looked back, looking at the plain clothes figure walking slowly out of the dust waves, shocked.
In the gradually dissipating dust waves, the plain clothes manifested, the four images of the whole body looming, the sound of hissing, rolling the wind and clouds.
"Four-image sky lead, chaotic pole"
The sword crossed, the four elephants coiled up, the ancient gods, the existence at the beginning of the creation, although it had disappeared from the world, but the remaining blood power was still strong and unmatched. Once it appeared, the sky and the sky swept and the surrounding aura was sharp Converge.
Mei Wuhen saw this, his figure flashed over, and the sword opened to the man.
Suddenly, the chaos blocks the sun and the moon, and the four-image ghost image that rotates rapidly disappears the body gradually, the Shen Shenshen converge, turn into a reincarnation, and recreate the image of the world.
The ultimate of the Tao, there is nothing out of nothing, at the beginning of life, if the world is dead, in chaos, the unclear thunder and crisscross, the scene of the beginning, shocking people.
"Sword Technique, Taiyi"
The end of chaos, built with nothing, the Lord's ether one, beyond the destruction of the sword, frantically gathered, plain clothes unmoving like a mountain, a sword swayed, the sky and earth in front of it is still stationary, the sword is infinite, the sword is invisible.
"Uh"
The sword qi broke through the sky, and Mei had no trace of reaction. The hand holding the sword flew shoulder-to-shoulder, and blood spewed, staining the red night sky.
The sun and the moon flew out, and with a sudden sound, they slammed on the ground, and murmured low.
"Cough"
The blood that blew out, staining the entire shirt, Mei Wuhen held the broken arm, coughing violently in his mouth, a little vermilion, and blood on his hair.
"Master Pavilion, you lost"
Ning Chen stepped forward and looked at the abnormal woman in front of her, calmly said.
"I am the lord of the sword pavilion, I cannot fail"
Mei Wuhen vomited a spit of blood and screamed in a low voice, his former graceful and magnificent face, this moment became awful and abnormal.
Undoubtedly, with the blood flowing down the ground, he became compelled to accept it, and Mei Wuhen's expression gradually calmed down. He bowed his head and bowed his head, saying, "Ning Gongzi, please also give Rao Wu a life."
"The ants are still very greedy, but for the grand patriarch, I will not say anything that will kill you"
Ning Chen said quietly, Zhu Xianjian's resurgence on Shuanghua, the horrible sword pressure rose, and brought down with infinite murderous murder.
To the end of his life, Mei Wuhen's eyes flashed insanely, with a deep voice, and all the real elements were dumped, and the violent and unparalleled force led the Fang Wannian to explode.
"Your life can't be kept"
Ning Chen raised his hand, and the immortal flew up in the earth, and the red light spreading, suppressing the earth's atmosphere with the earth's atmosphere, forcibly suppressing the underground spiritual veins that would explode.
In the endless despair, Mei Wuhen's eyes grew more frightened, reluctantly, turned and fled.
Ning Chen brandished his sword, and at this moment, the sword suddenly flew, looking at the sky, his face staring.
But seeing the sky, the wind and the clouds stirred, and a silver-white figure descended from the sky.
"Di Ming Tian"
Seeing the person coming, Ning Chen froze and said slowly.
"Don't come unharmed, Mormon's ninth son"
Emperor Mingtian's feet fell to the ground, and the destroyed sword pavilion could not bear the majesty, and it broke apart again.
"Since you are here, then that one should be here too"
Ning Chen said something, looking away, coldly.
"long time no see"
The words fell, beside the sun and moon that fell to the ground, the black mist was lingering, and Mo Luotian walked out, looking at the young man in plain clothes not far away, said lightly.
"Is it only you two? Or, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, you think you can stop me by only you two," Ning Chen said coldly.
"Your current strength is indeed not the same as before, but we do not want to fight with you today."
During his speech, Emperor Mingtian walked over and walked between Ning Chen and Sun Moon, blocking his way.
On the other side, Mo Luotian reached out and pulled out the sword pavilion artifact. Without much hesitation, the whole body was surrounded by black mist, and gradually disappeared.
"It turns out your purpose is that sword"
Looking at the noble figure blocking the front, Ning Chen did not go up for the fight, his expression calmly said.
"Yes, Jiange is of great strength, I would also like to thank you for your help, goodbye, I think we will meet again soon"
When the words fell, Emperor Mingtian's body shone with silver light. After a while, he disappeared without a trace.
Looking at the direction in which the two left, Ning Chen stood still, but the murderous intentions of his eyes grew stronger and stronger.