The Sword Dynasty

Xingyue and the sun cannot appear at the same time, and the two distinct energies of coldness and blaze are like water and fire that cannot be integrated, but at this dawn, the sky is constantly converging, continuously merging, and constantly evolving.

This is definitely a grand scene that has not been recorded in the practitioners’ books, and it is extremely dangerous, but watching the pale flaming flames and the golden red sun fire in the sky like the colors of the palette continue to converge and change. When it comes to various shapes of flames, it still feels amazing and beautiful to all the practitioners who see it.

"Yuanwu has not returned to Changling."

Ding Ning narrowed his eyes and looked at the countless streams of changing flames in the sky, watching the weights seem to be heavy, but the falling flames were still twisting and circling in the air, constantly tearing from all directions. A profound mystery of the mysterious mystery, the voice said slightly coldly: "Zheng Xiu has given a response."

When Ding Ning's voice sounded, a lot of huge roaring sounds and huge hollowing sounds sounded in the distant mountains and forests.

Even at a great distance, it can still make people feel that there are countless heavy and huge bodies in the sky, like the God King's boat gliding in the air.

That's the Teng Snake, the real dragon, or other exotic beasts besides those Teng Snakes that have been previously perceived by them.

At this time, Fu Su looked at the mysterious light in the sky and couldn't understand the meaning of the two sentences Ding Ning said, but everyone except him knew it already.

Before the Yen Wu took the throne, Zheng Xiu and Yuan Wu did not join hands in the battle where Wang Jingmeng entered Changling, so this is one of the secrets of the two men pressing the bottom of the box.

However, this method is now used.

This can only mean that Zheng Xiu and Yuan Wu have reached an agreement on this matter.

Ding Ning was killed at all costs, including the sacrifice of Fusu.

So the lonely star fire and the blazing sun real fire can perfectly blend together, and those who are waiting on this wilderness, including those practitioners in Jiaodong County, also understand the opinions she expresses, so those snakes and monsters Only then will it take off.

Really at all costs, the killing of Yuan Wu and Zheng Xiu's full efforts has been completely started.

Dantai Guanjian lowered his head slightly, he couldn't help turning his head to look at Fusu.

His eyes were full of sympathy and pity unconsciously.

In fact, except for a few people in the palace, most of the practitioners in Changling like him like Fusu.

Because Fusu does not have all the temperament of Changling Royal Family and Jiaodong County, he is really kind.

Fusu didn't understand it at first, but at the moment, listening to the distant and clear sound of breaking the sky, he noticed the gaze of Dantai Guanjian. He suddenly realized that his face became paler and his lips trembling constantly.

"Yuan Wu should have a person by his side and someone he absolutely trusts."

Ding Ning looked at Chang Sun Qianxue and Qian Tomb who wanted to kill Yuan Wu most, and slowly said: "Yuan Wu Tiansheng is a very gradual and cautious person. In this way, he consumes his strength in exchange for Zheng Xiu's response. . For the next long period of time, he may not have the ability to protect himself, so there must be a strong enough around him, and enough to be trusted by him, at least someone who is on the same front as his interests to protect him."

"If you want to kill Yuan Wu, you must first find this person." Qian Tomb nodded.He is usually quiet most of the time and looks very immature, but every time he mentions Yuan Wu, he becomes very serious and murderous.

At this moment, I don't know how many Qin Chu masters are on this battlefield, and when Yuan Wu and Nine Dead Silkworms appear in this world at the same time, they will attract powerful masters who don't know how many foreign dynasties come.

Those who can ensure Yuanwu are probably at least close to the old Donghu monk before breaking the border, at least a lot higher than the rest of the world's seven-level master.

Such people have a real threat even to the Eight Realms.

This master hidden next to Yuan Wu is both Yuan Wu's strongest shield and a viper hidden in the dark, and he will bite them at any time when it is critical.

"Who else?"

Grandson Qianxue took a deep breath. She searched through many people in her mind, but she couldn't think of anyone else who was so powerful, and would guard Yuanwu's side.

When she couldn't help saying this, all the people began to be silent.

The sparks in the sky and the real fire of the sun are still falling, but they no longer sweep the sky and earth in all directions.

The pale star fires and the bundles of real fire from the sun eventually condensed into a weird lavender, which turned into an irregular blade body, the edge of the irregular blade body like the sword body, shining blue and gold Shine.

These blades have been shaped, put the Buddha solidified, temporarily suspended in the sky.

If the sword meaning displayed by Ding Ning in the previous battle is perfect, then the feeling of these blades in the air to everyone's perception is violent and does not belong to this world.

The old Donghu monk's complexion gradually turned red, and then turned into a deep red like a glaze.

At the moment when the time seemed to freeze, the blood and blood in his body flowed faster and faster, gradually boiling.

The staff in his hand stretched out at this time, because the grip was too hard, the qi and blood flowed too fast, and the skin that was extremely tough in his palm was actually torn, and all the blood flowed down. The stick body spread like sticky red paint to the tip of the stick.

Several real blood flowers bloom at the tip of the stick, crystal clear like gems.

The force blooming on each petal becomes an invisible transparent canopy, which overlaps and overlaps on top of their heads.

In the sky, which was a hundred times brighter than usual at noon, thousands of sword lights suddenly lit up.

Those lilac, but the edge of the blade body shone with blue and golden light, turned into a sharp flowing sword light flooding the world, falling like rainstorm towards their place.

The extremely violent and overbearing sword light has become a river, squeezing and cutting every subtle heaven and earth vitality here, squeezing ten million tiny lightnings in this space.

The shock of the power of terror did not make any violent voice.

The light of these swords hit the invisible transparent canopy above them, and the sound was as subtle as raindrops falling on the mossy stone.

Everyone beside the old monk, including Ding Ning, had admiration in his eyes.

This Thousand Heavy Dust Mountain blocked the communication between the old monk and the Eight Realms, but most of the power contained in the sword light that Zheng Xiu and Yuan Wu joined together at this time was canceled by him with a supple power, like The softness of the moss and the gap between the moss gently extinguished the power of falling from the sky.

This is an indescribable method.

However, everyone knows that this is not enough.

In the transparent sky, there seems to be no change, but the blood flowers on the tip of the staff in the old monk's hand are already covered with cracks.

The crack even extended towards the staff in his hand and his body.

Beside the old monk, there was a thick black smoke.

In the thick black smoke, Qian Tomb raised his head.

The blazing sun fire is the most restrained of the true elements of the exercises he has practiced, so he is naturally intimidated, so at this time he looks up especially stubborn.

In his world of perception, countless black spots appeared, and then quickly zoomed in.

Pieces of tombstones rose from the ground and flew upwards.