Everlasting Immortal Firmament

The soul belongs to itself!

The vast army of demons is reciting the Book of Morality, and this nearly six months of killing has had the greatest impact on people. If we do not clear our hearts, we will become machines of slaughter.

Even the ancient sea sat on its knees for a day before cleaning up all its qi, watching others recite moral scriptures. The ancient sea, though burning in a hurry, did not suddenly enter the secret realm of Ashuro Dao.

The ancient sea stepped out of the Forbidden Land Formation and returned to the palace.

Wujiang Tiandu, this time the Emperor has been away for a longer time, but because of the previous purge of the Dynasty, nothing significant has happened.

Sima Changkong came again.

“Mr. Simma? Are you rushing me again?” The ancient sea is confused.

Chang Ma Sky shook his head: “No, the Emperor didn't even mention it this time, just let me give you something! ”

“Oh?” The ancient sea slightly flashed.

Shima took out another box in the sky.

“What are these?” The ancient sea is confused.

“In the past, when you were in heaven, the Emperor promised to help you find the treasure! Over the past three years, Night Guard has searched all over the dry sky to find a total of 300, and the rest should be scattered all over the world. You're the only one looking for it!” Sima Changkong made a solemn statement.

“Oh?” Gu Hai's pupils shrunk.

“Mr. Gu, are these magic treasures made by the old man watching chess? What good are you if you want these magic treasures?” Chief Simma was puzzled.

The ancient sea opened a box and suddenly saw a peculiarly shaped Pharaoh.

“I am of great use to myself. The Great Dry King has done so much to me!” The ancient sea smiled slightly bitterly.

Sima Long Sky is also extremely odd. Too much. His Majesty's grace to the ancient sea has caused many waves in heaven. The three princes and princesses, who had planned against the ancient sea, did not dare to send anyone. Even the three princes came out and dealt with a lot of trouble for the ancient sea, afraid to provoke anger, encounter involved.

Spiritual stones, all billions and billions of them are sent to you, open the sky axe, let's just borrow them, and there are 300 treasures in front of you, but they are all treasures collected by countless ministers and even princes. The Emperor said, "All hands over now." Just for you?

How the hell could you? Is the emperor so gracious?

Simma was curious, but she didn't know how to say it.

“Mr. Koo, what can I say to His Majesty? I'll bring you the words.” Simma's voice sank in the air.

“No need!” The ancient sea shook its head.

Chief Sima nodded with a bitter smile. I used to let myself talk, and I said it was going to turn out, but now I don't mention it?

“In that case, I am also returning to the Holy See!” Sima smiled a little bitterly.

The ancient sea nodded.

Sima looked at the ancient sea, wanted to stop, smiled slightly, shook her head, said nothing, stepped away.

Send Sima away, the ancient sea also looks at the magic treasures. Suddenly, the scout refined.

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Outside of Wujiang Tiandu, a mountain peak.

“Emperor, it's Sima Long Sky. He just left Borderless Heaven. Want to arrest him?” A man in blue bows respectfully to a man in a blue robe.

It is the Qing Emperor, the Qing Emperor at this moment, the whole person is transparent. But it is a projection of the Qing Emperor.

The Qing Emperor is looking at Borderless Heaven with all his subordinates far away.

“No need, Sima Chang Sky must return to the Dragon Warrior kingdom, there is no need to cut off extraneous branches!” The Blue Emperor smiled softly.

“Emperor, in order to capture this ancient sea, there is no need for you to project kisses, I can also worry about Emperor!” The crowd laughed.

The Qing Emperor shook his head: “This man of the Ancient Sea is bold and arrogant. If the Ancient Sea really starts a fierce attack, you can't help him! ”

“Ah? How is it possible that he is only a former infant, even if Kaitengu, to mobilize a nation? A little dynasty, 60 city pools. How powerful can it be?” A red collar beside him, disgusted.

“What if he tore up the moral scriptures again?” The Qing Emperor faded.

“Ah? He's crazy, moral scripture. Now he's almost the first book in the world. Will he tear it up?” The red collar glared at me.

“What can't he do?” The Blue Emperor grinned.

“The emperor is here for the moral scriptures?” The red collar asked.

“For the moral scriptures, and for this man of the ancient sea!” A momentum flashed in the eyes of the Blue Emperor.

When the Qing Emperor speaks.

“Whoo!”

In the void, a snowflake suddenly fell.

“Is it snowing?” The red collar was slightly flashed.

“No, we're the only ones snowing here. Were we spotted?” Another subordinate shouted.

“It's Simon the Snow Blower!” The red collar looks heavy.

Yet it is seen that a mountain in the heavens without frontiers, above the mountains, has been covered by heavy snow, the only thing that can be seen is on the snow mountains, countless scarlet plums, in the glorious bloom.

Simon's snowblowing white coat sits in a gazebo with long hair tied behind him and looks extremely chic and cold. Grab a long sword in your hand and gently wipe it with a spa. Extremely gentle, as if watching his wife deeply.

After wiping, there seemed to be a little dust. Simon's snowblower blew gently, and suddenly a little snowflake blew out, and the snowflake fell on the Qing Emperor and others.

Snowflakes fell on the subordinates of the Qing Emperor. They were extremely gentle. They could not see the anomaly. They only thought it was drifting snow.

“Huh, Simon the Snowblower, actually warning us?” The Qing Emperor's eyes were suddenly cold.

“Ah, my clothes!” Suddenly a subordinate shouted.

However, after the snowflake fell, several subordinates' clothes seemed to have been wiped by sword marks, and the clothes were torn out of a mouth.

God knows no such thing as ghosts. Unnamed, his clothes are torn. Simon, the snowblower's sword, has been carved on everyone? It was just clothes. What if it was the throat? What if it's the heart, Dantian?

Everyone's subordinates are like enemies at once.

“Emperor, let me meet this Simon Snow Blower!” The red jacket collar suddenly glared.

“All right, watch his sword!” The Qing Emperor faded.

“Yes!”

The red coat collar swept up and gave off a powerful scent. When the powerful breath emerged, a storm broke out, sweeping towards the heavens without frontiers.

“Boom!”

In an instant, it prompts countless people to turn their heads.

“How dare you, who dares to come to heaven without frontiers?” Suddenly, the guards drank heavily.

Millions of Dynasty officials also gathered toward the temple, watching the pounding breath of the sky.

“Jomtien Palace?” Officials were stunned.

“Nothing, no one can break in with the four mighty men arranged by the Emperor!” Officials screamed from time to time.

“Oh? Finally, there's someone to see!” In the distance, the eyes of the Orient were unbeaten, and the embroidery in his hand was suddenly slightly beaten, with a glimmer of cold shining in his eyes.

Zhang Sanfeng dropped the book and frowned slightly: “Zhongtian Palace? Peak?”

Loneliness seeks to defeat around, flying some big carvings, solitude seeks to defeat spilled some spirit stones to the big carvings, turning his head and looking not at the red collar, but at Simon the blizzard. Because that red collar is heading toward where Simon Snowblower is.

“Simon the snowblower, I heard you swordplay super, today, let me see your sword, how fast, how strong!” The red collar stepped in and looked blankly at the snow blower at the West Gate.

Simon still ignored the snowstorm and continued to wipe the sword.

“Lonely men die early.” The red collar is cold-sounded.

In the talking room, the red jacket collar slashed into the snow blowing towards Simon.

Once the knife was cut out, a storm broke out and the sword, like the ocean, blew snow towards the West Gate. Seems like Simon's blizzard is about to be cut to pieces in an instant.

The swordsmanship of the heavens and the earth has left countless people in despair above the frontierless capital. This knife can almost instantly destroy the whole frontierless sky, not to mention that super invincible knife.

Countless people show despair.

“Simon the snowblower, died under my knife, you are not ashamed, remember, my name is...!” The red collar is laughing with excitement.

But at this moment, Simon blew the snow.

Get up and stab with a long sword.

Just a puncture slipped through the red collar's throat. If the red jacket leads to the mouth, it stops, and the name to be reported also stops.

“Huh!”

Simon the snowblower pulled out the sword, and the sword was already covered with blood and blew gently. Blood dripped from the tip of the sword, dripping over the flower petals on the floor, and the flowers became more delicate.

The blade exploded.

In the distance, the Qing Emperor suddenly contracted his pupils and seemed to be going to save them. But once he was in shape, he stopped trying to save him and couldn't save him at all.

He pierced his throat, no, Simon blew a sword and shattered the red collar.

“I don't need to know who you are!” Simon Bludgeon faded.

“Boom!”

The red jacket covered his throat and flashed a disbelief in his eyes, falling from the sky. Not a sound.

One sword, slaughter a Zhongtian Palace peak.

Even Zhang Sanfeng, Oriental undefeated, lonely looking for defeat are both eyes.

“Of billions of knives, instantly find a gap, straight through the throat? Good eye!” The Orient did not lose his eyes.

“Strength is Jomtien Palace, but Kendo makes God Buddha feel? What a powerful sword!” Zhang Sanfeng also squinted his eyes slightly.

Solitude seeking defeat is a glimmer of light in your eyes, like provoking a strong sense of war.

Simon's snowblower turned his head and looked at the Qing Emperor again: "Where are you from? Go back! ”

In the distance, the Qing Emperor's subordinates changed their face: “Emperor, is he, the Heavenly Palace repaired? ”

“No, it's Jomtien Palace, and it might not be as good as General Hong!” The Qing Emperor faded.

“Ah? Impossible, General Hong is better than him? How could he die under one sword? There's only one sword!” The subordinate was stunned.

“Because his swordplay is so much better than General Hong's!” The Blue Emperor explained.

“Huh?” Everyone gave a slight glimpse.

Simon still looks at the Qing Emperor coldly, but the Qing Emperor smiles lightly, not paying attention. Instead, a glimpse of appreciation flashed in his eyes: “Looks like this time of projection has yielded more than I thought! ”