Dominating Sword Immortal

“You bring out this diagram, and in the future the crisis of the True Water Palace relics will be resolved.” Looking at the old man in black, the man in the picture said to Leaf Dust.

Leaf dust took a deep breath and asked: "Seniors, what does the True Water Palace relic crisis stand for, is the resurrection of the dead? ”

“I wish it were that simple! ”

The person in the picture sighed.

“Senior who? ”

Ye Dubu dared to ask.

“Yuan Canghai! ”

“Yuan Cang Hai? How do you know that name so well?” The old man in black looked bitter, and his face changed dramatically, shouting: “Yuan Huang Yuan, are you Yuan Huang? ”

“Yuan Wang?” Ye dust was also stunned. The last person to leave a mark on the monument of the Emperor of the Real Spirit Continent was the Yuan Emperor, the Yuan Emperor's natural body. The real yuan is endless. If the person in the picture is really Yuan Emperor, it would be amazing.

The person in the picture smiled lightly, "Turns out someone remembered my name! ”

The man in the picture says this, undoubtedly tells the old man in leaf dust and black that he is the last Emperor of the Real Spirit Continent or the Real Spirit World to leave a mark on the imperial monument - the Yuan Wang.

“Don't worry, if you have the ability, Ye Dust is willing to resolve the True Water Palace Relic Crisis, if you don't have the ability, the current generation mistakes people. ”

Ye Dust solemnly said.

“Wrong person, huh, you're honest.” Yuanhuang smiled.

The old man in black changed his face a few times, and finally, his divine colour crept up, “Even if you are the Yuan Wang, the real Yuan Wang is dead, you are just an image he left behind, you think you can beat me with your image. ”

“Try it and you'll see! ”

Yuanhuang stepped out of the ink painting, appeared in the real world, the ink marks on his body, gradually faded away, appeared, and was no different from the real person. Only when the soul power sensed, could he discover that this body, some blurred illusion, is not like the real person.

“Try it, I'll blow you up, wipe you out! ”

In contrast to Ye Dust World War I, the elderly man in black did not carry out Ao Yi Martial Arts, but unlike the image of Yuanhuang, it is better to be serious before not knowing the strength of the other party, otherwise accidentally, if you have suffered a great loss, you will not be compensated.

As soon as the palm emerges, dark cracks appear in the void, like branding, to be branded on the image of the Yuanhuang, dominant and powerful, unable to evade.

Ye dust eyes narrow, if the old man in black had previously used Ao Yi Martial Arts, even with a scorpion sword, he could not stop, the gap is too large.

“Oui is too low! ”

The Yuanhuang image shook its head, pointing one finger at the dark crack, and then rubbed it at will.

Psst!

Dark crack smoke dissipates as if it had never existed.

“Damn, Demon River! ”

The old man in black shouted loudly, the real yuan pushed to the extreme, his surrounding glowing black crystal flashes, his hands stretched out, pushing Qi Qi toward the Yuanhuang image, as if pushing a huge grinding disc, to raw and destroy the Yuanhuang image.

“Demon Martial Arts? ”

Watching the thick black river surge, space collapsed, Yuanhuang image faint expression, punch out simple.

Boom!

The black river burst, the black water flowers, the sky dance, it seemed that between the two of them, a giant fountain erupted.

The image of the Yuanhuang punch has reached the point where there is nothing to add, shaking the ancient day.

“Impossible, an image, how can it be so strong?” The old man in black flew out shocked and glided for more than a dozen miles before stopping his body.

“Are you too weak, low martial arts, low martial arts will, this is the level of the King of Life and Death today? ”

Yuanhuang's image stood negatively, indifferently.

“Don't be arrogant, your time is long gone.” The elderly man in black danced long, with strange black lines appearing on his hands, covering his entire palm. As the black lines formed, the elderly man in black rose much higher, the horrible true element fluctuated, making the space tremble and cracks everywhere.

“Oh, I've refined the finest gloves into my body, okay. ”

Frown raised, Yuanhuang image nodded.

“Die. ”

The old man in black doesn't care who the other party is, if he stops him, he will die, one palm out, deeper dark cracks branded to the image of the Yuan Emperor.

Exactly.

The Yuanhuang image surface did not change color, the shape was shaken, the space seemed to disappear, the whole person retreated ten miles in the sky, and the dark crack, could not be branded on the Yuanhuang image, but was branded in the void, it did not break apart for a long time, it could not heal.

“This way, this way! ”

For the first time, Ye Dust saw the two great kings of life and death officially fighting each other, the means of the elderly man in black, shocked him, can actually leave a mark in the void, and persist for a long time. If this is branded on the human body, can it not be healed, tortured to death, and the Yuanhuang's identity, the ghost is unpredictable, the ghost is shocked, his movement seems to have erased the void line, making it impossible for the elderly man in black to lock him.

The old man in black is a hundred times more powerful than the leaf dust, and the magic marks are extinguished. He knows best, however, that this means can only be hard to resist and cannot be avoided, because as long as you are locked in the breath of your life by that dark crack, you can't hide in the void, even if you can't hide in the void. The image of the former Yuan Wang wipes out the dark cracks, he can still accept, because the magic marks can be destroyed, but now the image of the Yuan Wang actually dodges away, causing the magic marks to be extinguished and branded in the void.

“My body, my energy is limited, so I won't get tangled with you, sword.” Back ten miles away, the Yuanhuang image reached out, the broken sword between the leaves and dust waist, automatically came out of the sheath, and landed on Yuanhuang's phantom hand, and the leaf dust didn't even react.

“Want an evil sword? ”

Leaf dust is incomprehensible, according to theory, the scorpion sword is stronger than the broken sword, Yuanhuang image holds the scorpion sword, killing the old man in black does not take the power of blowing ashes.

Yuanhuang's image seems to know the thoughts of Ye Dust, "The evil sword contains the power of breaking evil against the people of the demon clan, and your fantastic sword consumes too much real yuan. With my current body, I cannot bear too much consumption, and, for me, the evil sword is enough. ”

“So that's how it is. ”

Ye dust nodded, this Yuanhuang image, not Yuanhuang himself, does not have nearly endless true elements, limited energy, can consume less energy is naturally the best.

“Vulnerability! ”

With an evil sword in his hand, the eyes of the Yuanhuang image rose slightly sharply, waved with one hand, and the evil sword provoked an invisible sword, chopping into the body of the elderly man in black.

“Ah!”

The old man in black shouted, he could not feel the trajectory of the sword, but he had a hunch that he had been hit in the face by the sword, absolutely nine dead and alive.

“Magic Flash! ”

The body flashes, and the body of the elderly man in black flashes like a flashing star.

Puchi!

Invisible sword qi is cut on the imaginary body of the elderly man in black, seems to have fallen out, but the leaf dust does not see it that way, because there is blood splash, hidden also comes a moaning sound.

If not, the illusory body crumbles, a real arm disengages from it, crushed into blood mist by the sword, and then vanishes into nothingness.

Far away, the body of the elderly man in black emerged, his face pale and his right arm disappeared, looking extremely uncoordinated.

“Why, why would I be slashed? ”

The old man in black is horrified. Magic flashes are also the Martial Arts of the Demon Nation. Although the Martial Arts of the Demon Nation does not need to cultivate Orthodox, in fact, Magic Flashes still contain the power of space, but it is only different from the form of space Orthodox, it is not very different in nature.

Thought the magic flashes could be avoided, but the right arm was still severed.

Yuanhuang leaves his mouth open, “You are lucky, my strength is very different from the real me, and the fiction is my weakest trick, other martial arts, too much energy consumption. ”

Ye dust and eyes are stunned, the power of the Yuanhuang image is certainly far less than that of Yuanhuang himself, the gap is huge, the fictitious Yuan is the weakest trick yet, nonetheless, the old man in black who is the Demon King is still impenetrable in front of him, thus speculating how powerful the real Yuanhuang should be.

“But I've seen your movement trajectory, this time, extinguish it! ”

For the second time, Yuan Wang raised the Evil Sword and gently cut it out with one sword.

“No!”

The old man in black fled in horror and fell into the void, but under the chase of the void, the spatial boundaries became transparent, and the old man in black who fled in the void could be seen in leaves and dust. He looked terrified and couldn't wait for his parents to have more legs.

“Such a mighty wind is the Yuanhuang who scolded Huanyu back then. ”

At this point, countless black petals are scattered in the void, but the size of the copper money, the texture is clear, the texture is soft, and the real petals, no different, these black petals, infinite, scattered in the sky, like flowers and rain, which ignore the existence of space boundaries, fall to the outside world, and then continue to spill, a moment of landing, from the real to the virtual, disappear radiantly.

Pu!

Behind the old man in black, petals gushed out, suddenly appeared a beautiful woman wearing a gorgeous black robe, this woman was extremely tall, her eyes were pale red, her elevated breasts increased by one point more, less by one point, just right, her right hand rubbed, the invisible force fluttered, then swung aside.

chī chī!

Invisible Invisible Sword Qi falls in direction and disappears deep into the void.

“Patriarch! ”

When he heard the voice, the nerves of the old man in black relaxed tightly, his face flashed with the colour of celebration, and he turned and saluted the woman in the black robe.

“Aren't you the great chief of the Demon Seaman Demon Clan?” Ye dust and darkness is not good. The people of the Demon clan have a family division. The chief of the general family is the chief of the clan. Only the chief of the entire family of the People's Demon clan is called the chief of the clan.

“Oh, here comes a strong one, you son of a bitch!” The Yuanhuang image frowned and looked helplessly at the leaf dust.

Ye Dusty smiled bitterly: “You can't hide if you should come. ”

Obviously, the other party is coming to Murong Duncheng, and the district is not worth the demon emperor's personal action. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)