At this time, the atmosphere in the venue was tight.

He once fought against the enemy side by side, but now he has turned against him and has become an enemy who will never stop in this life.

The solemn atmosphere became more and more intense.

The two of them had no words, only a dead silent silence.

The knife is cold and cold.

The sword is hot.

After a moment of silence, the most intense and dazzling fireworks burst out in an instant.

"kill!"

The cold word killing symbolizes that the most intense confrontation has begun.

The moment they passed by, the robes of both sides split and bright red blood oozed out.

The cold and ruthless eyes represent the sharpness of the swordsman.

The excited and crazy eyes represent the violent swordsman.

Turn around again, swords and swords attack each other, the earth cracks, and the rocks shatter.

The desolate beast vein tribe land became even more messy.

"This is the Beast Vein Clan. I will kill you here today, for the blood hatred of the Beast Vein people who died in your hand!" Bu Junshang held the divine sword in his hand, and his mind was once again affected by the bloodthirsty wolf soul in the divine sword, and his eyes were full of blood.

Duan Tiantu sneered, "Ha, I think this is a good burial place. It is my intention to let you bury in your hometown!"

As he said that, Duan Tiantu's eyebrows trembled, and the flowing fire became more and more powerful. On the sword body, the Qilin Demon Fire and the Fierce Eye Fire merged with each other, revealing its restraint on the elves.

"Wolf howl? One step into the world!"

The two pupils of the Junshang changed and swept across with one sword.

Facing a powerful move, the way to break the sky is the same as the sword technique of eclipsing the sun, "The sun is bright in the sky!"

The sword slashed down like the scorching sun at noon, making people unbearable.

As the fierce battle continued, the army's strong moves were stacked, and after a long time, it finally reached the extreme.

"Not good, this battle is terrifying not a victory or defeat, but a life-and-death battle!"

Yu Shaoliu looked solemn, and at the same time, he glanced at Yu Xiao and the Forbidden City Relics beside him without a trace.

Yu Xiao did not hide what he thought, but the forbidden city Yiyu's expression remained unchanged, making it difficult to guess, showing extraordinary mental state of mind.

"What a terrifying girl!"

Yu Shaoliu became more and more serious in his heart, and his vigilance towards the Forbidden City Yiyu increased again. "I hope Lord Shenhui can get rid of the depression as soon as possible, otherwise the situation in the world of the elves will be unpredictable!"

No wonder Yu Shaoliu was worried.

The elf world is now in unprecedented weakness.

The powerful people such as the Ni Shenyang, Cambrian, and the War God of War were all killed in battle. The Lord of the Holy Vein was also killed in battle this time. The only old strong men were Lord Shenhui and Lord Tianzhi who had not yet returned.

And the entire seven elves have only the gods, holy and three veins intact. The Hunyu Tian veins only have the remaining ordinary tribesmen, the beast veins are only one of the Bu Junshang, and the descendants of the Xuan veins are also missing. Even if they are found, there are only a few people. As for the bloodline of the Forbidden City...

Yu Shaoliu has complex eyes. The current Forbidden City Relic Jade claims to be the princess of the Forbidden City and the descendant of the Xuanzhi. He rebuilt the Forbidden City in the Forbidden City, recalling many descendants of bloodlines.

In addition, the madman who had expelled the elves before made his reputation in the elves world only fall under the Lord of Shenhui and Sheng Yuchen.

But now, Sheng Yuchen has died, and Lord Shenhui is also immersed in sorrow and cannot recover.

It can be said that the current elves are almost led by the Forbidden City Relic Jade.

Although Yu Shaoliu is gentle in nature and does not like to fight for power and profit, he has to consider it many times in order to continue the elf at this moment.

At this time, the battle between the army and the Duantian Pagoda reached its most extreme moment.

...

On the other side, in the palace, the five figures hanging in the six mirrors gradually disappeared.

The unmanned list will also report back to the news.

As the no one's list retreated, the evil wind suddenly arrived soon after.

"In the Dharma-Ending Age, evil wings swept the sea of ​​hell in the world. The heaven and earth are sad, and wars are storms to the prairie demon dragon disaster."

The Leng Ao Poetry horn sounded, and then an evil man carrying bone wings descended from the sky. Behind him, Yin and Yang Taki Yeji, who depicted the bright colors among the peaks.

"You are Serce II?"

Mianbian Garo asked, looking at the Emperor Seth II transformed from the underworld.

"Yes, it's the meditator."

Thurs held the emerald crystal stone with his hand, his eyes fell on Yinyang Taki Yeji, and then moved to the purse-bending Karo, "It seems that you are one of the two kings that King Dai said at the beginning."

"The last evil king, Mian transformed into Gala!" Mian transformed into Gala said directly.

Afterwards, the two sides had a long friendly talk. Using Di Ming's trick, a fog transformed into a Karao would naturally be able to capture it.

Similarly, he also agreed to help him break the formation of the Daowu King Valley.

As the witch transformed into Karo and Yin-Yang Taki Yeji left, Di Ming sneered, "The eight tribes can't escape my control after all, but..."

Di meditated at Yin-Yang Taki Ye Ji, and thought to himself, "Since Yuan Wuji is lustful, this may be a way to go. However, looking at his actions, every woman has a background, either high or strong, or a woman, an ordinary woman may find it difficult to arouse his interest. If she is a person from the Immortal Sect, I wonder if this identity can arouse his interest?"

Thinking of this, Di Ming shook his head again, "There are not many people in the Immortal Sect, and their status is not enough, unless it is Yun Kui..."

Di Ming suddenly restrained his mind and couldn't help but laugh, "I'm thinking about something, this person can only deal with it slowly, and cannot be too hasty."

...

The squid Gala and Yinyang Taki Yeji who left the Palace of Sun Never Settings once again gathered with Tiangou Feiying and the Empty Boy to go to the Daowu King Valley, preparing to assist King Jingxi to break through the ban of the ancient sword Zunshi and release the dragon head.

Outside the Heavenly Tower in the Valley of King Daowu, the two seals of the innate Hunyuan Wuji Formation and Xuanjian Zhen Tianyue continued to flow, and suddenly the evil person was hearing the remarks and shocked the world.

"In the Dharma-Ending Age, evil wings swept the sea of ​​hell in the world. The heaven and earth are sad, and wars are storms to the prairie demon dragon disaster."

The evil wind arrives, and the demon dragon arrives.

Mianbian Jialuo brought the three sects of Mianliu to the Valley of Daowu King.

"What a formation outside the array, the person who sets up the array can be extraordinary. Unfortunately, before the Eight Tribes, they will eventually be destroyed!"

With one sword, a powerful sword condenses the powerful evil power and shakes the formation.

At this moment, a sword from the sky suddenly arrived and blocked the evil sword.

Then, I heard the familiar poem title again.

"The wind is cold in the morning, the moon is hooked, and the heroes shine on the ancient city; the sky is moving, but the earth is without traces. How can one sword sweep away? God is free and easy."

The fairy shadow suddenly appeared, and it was the Heavenly Trace of Shen Yu Xiaoyao who came to the Daowu King Valley to investigate the situation of the dragon head.

"It's you again, the secret revenge will take your life as interest first!"

Tianji stretched out his hand, and the sword bag behind him moved, and the oracle fell from the sky.

"You go and break the formation, and I will deal with the sky traces."

Mianbian Jialuo said coldly to the three sects of Mianliu behind him, and his eyes looking at Tianji were boiling in their murderous intent. At the same time, he whispered in his heart, "If you kill you, the soul of the desert eagle will be completely refined by me."

The Yin-Yang Taki Yeji and others behind him also retreated directly and rushed towards the Duowu King Valley Double Formation.

"It seems that the death of the dark divine has made you short of staff, but with the three of them, nothing can be changed."

The oracle sword energy spurted, the sword fingers of the sky slanted, and said coldly: "Brother Eagle, I'm here to save you!"

As soon as the words fell, the immortal Yuan was against the evil Yuan, and the divine sword was against the demon blade.

Double strength for a while, the heroic Yuan will be strong.

In a blink of an eye, there were dozens of confrontations, each of which was what he wanted, and the murderous intent between the two was boiling, and the sword was crazy and the sword was in chaos.

In order to save the desert eagle, the sky thought of familiar poems, and the sword style changed at the same time, "Look at the first style of my God-Character Xiaoyao Sword - Taihang Qianliu Pierces the Clouds!"

A sword came out quickly, breaking through the clouds and breaking the sun.

Mianbian Garo snorted coldly and made a move.

Next is the second form - the Yellow River falls from the sky thousands of miles away.

The sword came out in a vast way, like a rushing river coming from the sky, carrying unparalleled tremendous pressure.

"It's still a waste of trick!"

The worm transformed into Gala slashed with anger, and the sword flow scattered with a bang.

What followed was the third move of the sky traces - rushing to the sky would not cause any obstacles to the mountains.

The sword energy of the sky was broken and vast, and the witch transformed into Gala took three steps in a row. My mind couldn't help but have memories, and I recalled the scenes of the past.

"Damn it!"

The Ghost Bian Jialuo knew that this was the memory of the desert eagle in the sea of ​​consciousness, so he couldn't help but shout angrily, suppressing distracting thoughts, and using the ultimate move, "The evil sword buried the gods and wastes!"

The dark red evil essence surged out of the body of Gala, and in an instant, the wind and clouds changed. The blood-colored world was entered outside the Daowu King Valley, and the evil atmosphere covered the four fields.

"Then let's take the last move - hit the light and turn the waves and Ren Aoxing!"

Facing the extreme trick, Tianzhi did not dare to be careless, the immortals surged wildly, and thousands of swords returned to one another.

On the other side, Seth II, transformed by the Earthly Underworld, appeared. As the three sects of Mianliu took action to test the formation, he was also studying the flaws of the formation.

"There is a formation outside the formation, and the power of ten thousand swords and the innate energy of the Dao Valley is combined with the sixty-four hexagrams, making this formation look like the mountain of the sky. As the first appearance, if the eight tribes see my strength, how should I start the formation gorgeously?"
Chapter completed!