The Sword Dynasty

The monk who eats the vitality in the sky like a monster, and then extends upwards with countless invisible antennae is White Eagle.

Whether it is a red eagle, a black eagle or a white eagle, such well-known titles come from the color of the armor on them and from the fact that they are the three strongest practitioners under Meng Fang's eagle constellation.

The armor on the red eagle uses the best copper in the world. The armor on the black eagle uses the black water dragon scales, and the white and flawless armor on the white eagle comes from the skull of the white quill.

Bai Kui is a kind of exotic bird living on an island deep in the North Sea. It does not know its destiny and is not as fierce as a monster. However, the skull is naturally condensed with pure heaven and earth. Adamantite is tougher, and under the external force, it naturally inspires the world.

At this time in the depression on the opposite side of the black eagle, the armor on the white eagle's body did not know how many pieces of this cranial bone were used, and the tightly stitched snow-white armor was concealed.

This means that the armor itself does not know how many Bai Kui to kill to obtain the necessary materials. At this time, the true element of the practitioner's qi sea burst out, along the runes inside the armor, this The alien energy inherent in a piece of armor was also completely inspired.

The countless transparent tentacles have an inexplicable cruel atmosphere, like the blame of countless Bai Kui, quietly covering the entire sky, blocking the natural flow of many vitality, only a handful of heaven and earth vitality can be from these Bai Kui's injustice flowed through the gap.

These energies that could flow down quickly gathered towards the body of the black eagle.

Fang Xiu curtain crossed the Red Eagle's army, and he suddenly felt something strange ahead.

His perception was not as clear and clear as the Black Hawk who was so familiar with the White Hawk.

In his perception, countless white birds appeared suddenly in the sky ahead.

The body of these white birds keeps expanding and layering, covering the whole sky.

The spirit of heaven and earth that can flow down from the gap between these white birds is constantly being pulled by another practitioner.

Those world spirits that were flowing towards him naturally were cut off by these white birds.

So this is the joint work of two practitioners.

The two practitioners with very different exercises have very wonderfully woven a jurisdiction, so as not to allow the rest of the practitioners in this area to gather the spirit of the world, but only to that person.

Such a joint is not just a simple superposition of power, it is far more difficult to deal with than the sword energy of several seven realms.

Fang Xiu curtain stopped slightly, he needs a little time to think about how to deal with these two practitioners.

The black eagle tilted its head high and received the irrigated mountains.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, with some pain.

The sound of tears of flesh and blood continued to sound on his body, and the true elements madly flowing from the depths of the Qi Sea and the spirit of the world and earth became a kind of unspeakable force, and then decomposed into the armor on his body.

Pieces of scale armor detached from his body and flew out, exuding a strong breath of life.

In the world of practitioners, the breath of mortal life means that only he is unique, incompatible with anyone's vitality, and even makes people feel the flavour of his flesh.

At this time, the scales flying out of him are like this, the outer surface is dark and shiny, but the inner surface is scarlet, just like the color of fresh flesh.

Pieces of scale armor flying out of him cut the air and hissed, and cut a trace of flowing wind visible to the naked eye.

These scaled armor seem to be flying in disorder, but they have their respective positions in the air, and a huge long whip is formed in an instant, and this long whip itself is a dragon shape.

Even the general behind him was shocked.

None of them have seen such an amazing picture.

There is a gap in the black scale armor, but it is filled with the scarlet brilliance inside, as if a black water dragon lived and merged with all the power of the black eagle.

No one knows before, the original Black Hawk's life is the armor on him.

The Jiaolong took shape, so there was no slightest stop, and it swallowed towards the square embroidery screen in the air.

The body of Fang Xiu curtain is falling naturally.

He is not a real Eight Realms, and like Emperor Yuanwu, it is impossible to directly break the small world created by the practitioners of the Seven Realms with his own strength, and lead to the divine light-like vitality.

But at this time he already wanted to understand that even if he only touched the corner of the Eight Realms, it would still be the power of the Eight Realms, as long as he could bring this to the extreme.

At this moment, on the ground below, almost all of the practitioners in the three armies exclaimed with exclamation.

Just like San Gong, the true element in the body of the Fang Xiu curtain drifts out, and even some of the lowest-level practitioners can feel the true element blowing like a breeze to their side.

This comes from the real element of the Fangxiu curtain, which naturally aroused the hostility in their hearts.

In the following moment, they inexplicably found that the whole body seemed to be quiet, and seemed to be empty.

In front of the long black whip in the sky, an inexplicable light suddenly appeared, with that divine taste.

For practitioners, sacredness means an inaccessible state, beyond the power of understanding.

A huge lightsaber formed outside the body of the square embroidered curtain, passing by towards the black dragon.

The sound of clear armor breaking in the sky.

It's like a wailing cry and unwilling howling before the death of a dragon.

The blood-red flames and shattered scales blazed in all directions, even colliding with the countless Bai Kui's grudges that covered the sky.

There were countless violent impact sounds in the sky, and countless flames exploded continuously in the sky.

The black eagle and the white eagle were shocked at the same time, and their bodies were struck with great force on the ground, and then bounced. Many tiny blood beads were sputtered from the skin of the body, and blood was still spurting in the mouths of the two.

The black eagle that was cut off instantly was horrified to a blank brain. He only felt that the vitality had passed but he couldn't think about it. Compared with him, the white eagle, who was slightly injured, had his eyes widened and was deeply enveloped by a kind of weakness and fear.

For the first time, the two men's powerful alliance really appeared in the world. Originally, in his imagination, it was enough to destroy any seven realms in the world, but now it is broken by a sword of Fang Xiumu.

What made him most unimaginable was that all the escape elements in the body of Fang Xiumu had escaped. At this time, there were quite a few people who seemed to naturally understand the path of returning home, and many of them returned to his meridians and auras.

This does not fit the truth of the practitioner's world.

In the simplest terms, where is the power to punch out with a punch, where is there any reason to return some fists?

Fang Xiumu did not take into account the feelings of these two practitioners at this time.

He needs to get close to the Thousand Heavy Dust Mountain as soon as possible, so he cannot give anyone who threatens him a chance to take another shot.

At this moment, he backfired another sword gas.

Poof.

The white eagle burst into air.

A sharp sword qi could not pierce his white armor, but it was like a big hammer hammer in his qi sea, so that the jade palace deep in his qi sea was almost broken.