Talisman Emperor

Boo-hoo!

Killing the realm of the instant sore pores, the white face of the spirit is abnormal brushing white, couldn't help but spit out a breath of blood, by Wang Fu Chongming full blow, he obviously also suffered great backphage.

However, his divine colour remains firm, and even a little bit as fanatical and devout as it was when the ancient ancestors sacrificed, as if he could sacrifice everything for Chen Xi!

Boom!

Spiritual white body burns bright golden flame, rising in the sky, turbulent surrounding, pounding the sword of silence, covering the slaughter path, instantly repairing the slaughter path near the edge of the breaking. And after a mixture of silent swordsmanship, the slaughter trail became more resilient, emitting an unspeakable sense of terror.

Silence, not life, not death, everything goes to silence.

Killing, extermination, extermination of everything.

Both ways of thinking about life and death, this moment is merged into one, between moments, the killing of the dojo has become a shuro dojo, the place of death, to extinguish all violators!

“Silence! Kill! These three inch dwarves can show such a domain, even if they are not fairy spirits, they must be a treasure. If they can be used for me, my strength will increase by at least 20%!” The Emperor looked at the spirit white and raised an unstoppable greed in his heart.

Not only is it Wang Fu Chongming, but others also see the extraordinary things about spiritual white, one can't help but refine the spiritual white suppression for his own use.

“Kill!”

Lin Muxuan couldn't help it, so he took the lead. He is a sword repairer. He has a far greater understanding of the Silent Sword Way that Lingbai possesses than others. He has a bell intuition. If he can enlighten this sword way to success, his strength will be raised to a new height. By then, he will have fought against Ching Xiu Yu, and he will not be afraid.

Not to mention, Lingbai mastered not only the silent sword path, but also the slaughter intent, which is equally irresistible to Lin Muxuan, who entered the path with a sword.

So he did it, and the first shot was the martial arts of Huang Tiandao Zongzhen - Huang Tiandao Mixed Sword!

According to the legend, the heavens and the earth at the beginning were too ravishing. There was only the Qi of the Great Sanskrit. It encompassed all the heavens. There was nature on the dome. Its colour was yellow, its colour was yellow, its colour was blue, its colour was blue, its colour was blue. Above the sky, its color is blue, no.

And this Huangtian Mixed Sword is a sword path containing Huangtian Avenue. It is as strong as yellow and thick earth. It is the most ancient, vast and far-reaching, covering the world.

Buzz!

When Huang Tian Mixed Yuan sword emerged, it resembled Huang Tian Daodong, locking the eight poles of the Quartet, that rich and quaint power, like the coming of God, crushing the void, treading through the heavens and the earth, past, the killing lane as the surface of the water, tearing apart, the noise is terrible.

“Huh! Die! ”

“Little man, no more struggle, bow down to me! ”

“You're mine! ”

See Lin Muxuan did not hesitate to consume a lot of real yuan. He used Huangtian Daozong's town martial arts school Huangtian Mixed Yuan Sword. Others hummed coldly and made a full effort. He didn't want to take Lingbai away, so as not to be robbed by others.

Boom!

Together, the dozen men used the martial arts of the townships within their respective parishes, combined with the complete restoration of the Golden Dan, its power, like a volcanic eruption, tsunami earthquake, the original restoration of the original killing road was again severely damaged, crushed like cotton flocks.

Pfft!

Spiritual whites tremble and can no longer hold this kind of power on their backs, such as the power of mountain oppression, spitting blood, shaking their shadows.

Even though he did his best to destroy his life, he was still not his opponent in the face of the full blow of more than a dozen successful young generations, and his own life was already in jeopardy as a result of that blow, which was severely damaged.

But even in this situation, spiritual whiteness is biting the teeth desperately, the sickle of killing in the hand has become a thousand shadows, the killing by Rin's killing intentions concentrated, the mountains fall down, the sky dances, firmly blocked in front of Chen Ti, won't step back.

Not crazy, not alive!

In the amazement of Wang Fu Chongming and others, the necessary heart for Lingbai grew stronger. Their attacks became more fierce. All kinds of powerful monumental martial arts did not need to be bombed like money. That terrible power, in the name of another Brother Jindan, would have been wiped out long ago.

Hold on! Lingbai, hold on... Chen Xibai is looking at the three-inch figure in the middle of the sky, feeling his generous battle, his unrepentant will and determination, a line of hot blood tears, slipping from Chen Xibai's face, he knows that Lingbai is winning the last line of life for himself, fighting hard for the Chen clan behind him... Endless anger roared all over his skin like rolling molten syrup, under this angry stimulus, the movement in Chen Ti's hands was not disturbed, on the contrary, his speed became faster, more stable, like wearing a flower butterfly, a heavy phantom, a subtle stripe engraved on a sublime polar swordsman, to date, only three pieces of ground catching sword can be refined to open the Too Dusty Sword Array!

“Leng Cui, take care of yourself. Even if I die, I must not let my brother die. Over the years, he has borne too much for my Chen family...” In Chen's mansion, Chen Hao's eyes looked at the sky, his eyes were cold, but his eyes burned with flames.

Choke!

The sword chanted like a dragon, and the sword swept straight into the sky. Chen Hao did not look at his wife. He stepped up and stood in front of his brother, Chen Xi.

He was grateful and admired for his spiritual whitewash, but did not intervene in it.

Because he also understands that when a man chooses to be desperate, all he has to do is inherit his will, guard the rear, win the last chance for those behind him, or wait for the next moment to be desperate.

Nine dead, but no regrets!

Emerald stood on the ground, looking at her husband Na Ang Wei Wei, calm as the mountain's tall shadow, biting her lips tight, teardropping woman, but her face raised a sincere smile, her heart muttered: “This is the hero in my heart, my good husband...”

Behind Emerald, thousands of new members of the Chen family, servants and papermen saw this scene. The appalling emotion in their hearts began to calm down, no longer shivering with Cerser, no longer fearing shrinkage. Instead, they raised their chests slightly and straightened their waist ridges. They were proud and honored to be Chen family members.

It is a family privilege to be in danger, one heart at a time.

It is a national privilege to break the mountains and rivers of China.

Perhaps it is only after this ordeal that the immortality of the Chen family can be laid after a short period of reconstruction, like the phoenix of Nirvana's rebirth, the phoenix dance for nine days.

In the distance, all the forces in Pine Smoke City, all the brothers, witnessed this battle of great power. They did not know who the spiritual white man was, but felt from him the will to die, the obsession to defend everything. The heart is suddenly full of flavor and complexity.

Mantis arms in the way?

Or moths?

Knowing it is death, but generously, if the monks of the world have such courage, perseverance, determination, why not the avenue of sorrow?

Unfortunately, there are too few fearless people in this world who can face misery. And that is why the dedication and fearlessness that Spiritual White is showing at this moment is so shocking.

But in the hearts of all, this grief is nothing but a flower. It is doomed to be wiped out, and the Chen family will surely perish. Because the opponent is too strong, more than a dozen young Jindan strong people are enough to sweep across Pine Cigarette City. In the face of these forces, the Chen family is also inevitable.

Unless there are high people coming to help us, but it is obviously also impossible. How can Pine Smoke City block everything that is happening in front of it if it is millions of miles from Liu Yun Sword Sect and the water can't save the fire?

In fact, it is also normal to look at this matter from a different perspective. In the practice world of weak meat and strong diet, the destruction of the family and the destruction of the Sect are almost daily occurrences, weak strength, can only be slaughtered by people, superior strength, to stand still, after all, everything else is false, strength is the measure of everything.

Pfft!

Halfway through the air, Lingbai fell out, people threw up blood in the middle of the sky, his appearance was extremely pale, his eyes were dim, his breath was slightly disturbed, like a candle fire swaying in the wind, could be extinguished at any moment.

It is also true that by the time of the battle, he had lost all his fighting power, his strength had been squeezed out, and his body had been irreparably traumatized because of his self-inflicted life, not to mention Wang Fu Chongming and others, at a time when an ordinary man could kill him.

“Gentlemen, this little thing is mine!” Wang Fu stepped out, haha laughed loudly, and the scouts grabbed him hard towards the spirit.

Choke!

A vast sword like the mountains stacked with swords, burst into flames, grinding the void, and rebelling against the yin and yang. It was Chen Hao who took the shot. The first hand was Rin Wei's sword.

During this year, his cultivation was also rapidly improved. Today, Huang Ting has successfully cultivated the realm. Like his brother Chen Xi, he is only one step away from the realm of Jindan.

And he specializes in swordplay, immersed for a long time in a vast sword path, one sword stabbed out, as if the ancient sage had come to life, wanted to re-establish world order, judge good and evil, convict sin, and there is still a peace in the world!

“Hot swords? Too bad you don't have enough strength. If you are strong in the kingdom of Jindan, I am still afraid of one or two. Now, die! ”

Wang Fu Chongming snorted cold, his hands grabbed, such as the Nine Pythons, the sword intent was not close, the inches collapsed and extinguished, and Chen Hao's whole person was shocked by this claw power to fly out, and instantly he was badly injured.

By comparison, Chen Hao's strength today is indeed a little weak, repairing into a great realm of difference, a fatal wound he cannot repair.

Once he retreated from Chen Hao, Wang Fu Chongming's figure did not stop. Once again, he grabbed it towards Ling Bai. In his eyes, no one can stop his own pace today, and this little thing is destined to be in his palm.

Liu Fengchi and others also knew that he had been preempted by Wang Fu Chongming, Ling Bai was never able to grab it. Almost instantly, they beat their attention to Chen Xi.

Besides that little thing, this guy's got more treasures of incredible value!

There was no hesitation at all, and they did it blatantly.

At this moment, Chen Xibai and Lingbai were in absolute danger at the same time. Many people in Chen's mansion, even more desperate, closed their eyes.

“You... all of you! ”

At this time, Chen Xiaoran raised his head, his bloody eyes filled with endless killing intentions, as cold as a beast with no emotions. And in his hands, the last of the finest swords of the land class penetrated the formation.

Buzzing... Ten million swords, hundreds of millions of Dawson swords broke the ground, going straight to the ground for nine days and ten days, the strength of the unparalleled suicide is like the Yangtze River, tumbling and floating, through the eight poles, the stars rocked the moon, the yin and yang shattered, the heavens and the earth screamed for it.

After countless years, the Sword Array is finally reappearing at this moment, revealing that everlasting glory.