The big gang hero suddenly shouted loudly, and the shouting loudly. The black fire swept away with a bang with him as the center, rushing towards the strong man with disheveled hair. Dai Ba waved his sword and was forced to retreat.

The Great Sect Xie turned around and faced the Mei Jian of the South China Sea, which was fighting with the infinite sword sea. The spear in his hand had no time to open and close, and his left hand punched out. As the sky and the earth were shaking, his fist collided with the thunderous sword force. With an unstoppable cold snorting, the Great Sect Xie took two steps back, and blood flowed out of the fist of the left hand, but Mr. Mei Jian was swinging outwards and vomiting a mouthful of dirty blood.

At this moment, the heaven and earth flashed, and Dai Ba was like walking in the thunderbolt that penetrated the clouds. He was like a giant who angered the divine punishment, and was enemies of the sky and the earth, piercing the dark flashes, and being arrogant and arrogant. The moment when the thick-backed sword stabbed into the sky, it was like Kuafu chasing the sun, and it was more like Xing Tian who destroyed the world. The interweaving reality and the plane of the void made the whole world panic. The wandering between myths and legends, the shuttle between time and space, was filled with the grief and anger of sentient beings, condensed into a knife that broke through the sky and the earth.

boom!

Ba, king, one, kill!

...

***

Listening to the roar of cannon fire in the mountains and forests in the distance, the Zoroastrian female master Xiao Bossa looked at Ning Jiang with anger. The wrinkled skin couldn't help but veins tense at this moment.

Even with her scheming, she couldn't control herself at this moment. She firmly believed that she had calculated deeply enough, and hid in the dark, and made a move after making a decision, but inexplicably made mistakes that she shouldn't have made. Staring at the young man in front of her, her voice was hoarse and angry: "Who are you?"

The young man stood lightly under the moon, and the moonlight evenly spread on his brocade clothes, revealing a mysterious luster: "Is this really important?"

"So, what is your purpose?" The Zoroastrian female emperor suppressed his anger: "No matter who it is, there is always a purpose in doing things. What is your purpose? Become an emperor? Become a sage? Or even become a saint admired by later generations, or play with the excitement of heroes in the world?"

The young man held his hands and slowly looked up at her: "For the whole of China, for this land, for this whole world."

The Zoroastrian female sneered, "Are you playing tricks on me?"

The young man sighed: "Yes, I'm just telling a joke to make you play with... maybe."

The Zoroastrian female master looked at him with difficulty, as if guessing his thoughts. He did so many things, and it was impossible for him to have no purpose. What kind of motivation was driven by him? What kind of ambition? However, no matter how she guessed, how she thought, and used all her wisdom to analyze all his past actions, she could not get the result.

But no matter what, only one thing is certain, that is... we cannot continue to let this person live.

The two energy collided instantly, and between the old woman with a cane and the young man with her hands, it shone brightly in the void, and the light shone in a circular shape. At some point, there was an extra child in the air, with a woman wearing a jade crown. The child rushed into the sky with a vicious and resentful look, as if he could not control himself. The woman with the jade crown looked like an old man who was standing behind her, but she was even younger and more beautiful.

Both of them formed a form of spiritual energy condensed energy, forming an incarnation outside the body. The momentum during the collision soared into the sky, and flashed in the air. Because of their unscrupulous viciousness and the ruthlessness of killing each other, they were even more dangerous than the Shura Demon General on the other side, and they were all-out to do anything.

The old woman's stick in her hand, and the head of the stick was sprayed with fire like a living thing, protecting her herself, and she was like petrified and motionless. The same different young people actually had a few more talisman papers under their feet, forming a mysterious magic array surrounding him.

On the side of the magic circle, the hunchbacked old man sighed long, and before the young man's spirit left his body, he only said one sentence: "I'll leave it to you!"

"Hey, yesterday you and I were still enemies. Now it's so simple, give me your life?" The old man nagged dissatisfied, "Do you know who I hate the most? You are the ones who misjudged people, this is the way the emperor looks like, Yue Liduo looks like this, and you are the way you are fucking like this. Who is the old and cunning old fox, who is sinister and has bad intentions, and has never been a good person. You just leave it to me with confidence? Do you have eyes? Will you look at people?"

While muttering, the old man raised his head and looked at the young woman with a gloomy face on the other side

The young woman holding a golden sword wanted to persuade the old man to rebel, but the old man cursed indignantly, but she couldn't speak. Finally, she said coldly: "Shence Zongbei, are you really planning to just go to the Chinese? Do you know that now, as long as you kill him, the Chinese side will immediately have civil strife..."

"And you took advantage of me?" Shen Ce Zongbei said angrily, "This guy actually trusts me, an old man who has no credit. That's him stupid. You said that, but you think of me as a fool... Haha, I really don't like you even more."

The young woman's sword was high, and the beads at both ends of the sword hilt, and the earth fire further rushed towards the sword body. She said in a gloomy way: "Do you really think you can block this sword?"

"I can't stop it!" the old man shook his head, "I heard that it was this sword that severely damaged Princess Shan of the Mo Sect with one sword, making her still life and death uncertain. I think that at most, she is equal to Princess Shan, and it is also impossible to stop it."

Xiao Gu was murderous: "Since you know you can't stop it, why don't you get out?"

The old man smiled and said, "You know I can't stop you, why don't you come here?"

Xiao Gu's face was gloomy.

The old man sighed: "I don't know what you are capable of? Haha, similarly, I have some methods. I think you have investigated Zoroastrianism for a long time. That's right, I don't have their own methods of condensing gas and transforming bodies and incarnating externally, but you can really be sure that I am standing in front of you, the real me?"

Xiao Gu's face became increasingly ugly.

"Or why, let's make a game!" The old man smiled. Half a foot away from both sides of him, two figures that looked exactly like him emerged from the ground at the same time. The three of them flipped their hands at the same time, and each of them was holding a Xuanwu gun.

The three of them laughed strangely: "I can guarantee that one of the three me must be the real body. If you come down with a sword and cut to the real body, I will naturally die. If you cut the wrong one, then you will naturally be finished. Which one are you going to kill first?"

***

The man who was integrated with Pili had a shocking sword.

The sword light seemed to reverse the void and reality, turning into a physical body, shining with a bang. From a distance, it seemed that the entire world was cut in half by this knife. The night was shattered, but the light and day did not come because of this. A sword that could not be tolerated by heaven and earth, forcibly descended to the world in the universe where the dragon and snake rises, which is the strongest combat skill that has appeared in this world. Finally, once again, it showed a hideous face in the world.

The left hand was bleeding, and the eyes of the evil spirits with one-armed gun dancing burst out from the eyes of the evil spirit. The whole body was trained together with the black spear. People were guns, and guns were humans. The strange demonic energy suddenly sank and rose, rolling up layer by layer into tornado-like spirals. With a loud shout, a gun was shot out, stabbed in front of the gun, and poked out like a black dragon, and the firm arms and gun body formed a straight line.

He grabbed the tail of the gun with a force, and the flames surged out.

Bang, swords and guns collided, and two powerful forces collided between reality and the void, and then intertwined. The evil squirted out blood and took a few steps in a row. Dai Ba also threw himself backwards in a smirk, suddenly forcing himself to land, step back, and retreated in advance. In this process, the skin and muscles cracked one by one, and blood was gushing out wildly.

The sword light and the gun shadow in front had collided again. The moment the sword light retreated, the bloody strong man quickly approached and the sword light filled it up.

In the interlaced clangs, the lights of the swords and swords continued to cooperate perfectly, without giving them a chance to breathe. The battle between the three became crazy, the ground was shaking, and the constant shaking. The sword light, sword energy, and demon energy were more and more serious in interference on the surrounding environment. The earth kept cracking, cracking crisscrossing holes.

Blood and sweat kept sprinkling. More and more wounds appeared on the three of them. As their momentum weakened, the killer move of one blow could no longer be used, but they kept changing their injuries to the point of injury, which became even more dangerous and crazy. They moved and moved, and in a blink of an eye, they fought a hundred feet away. At this moment, the gun shadow suddenly exploded and a broken arm flew up...

On this side, the battle between the sect saint level is approaching the last moment of decisive death, but the battlefield in the distance is also hot.

There are corpses everywhere on the ground, from Shura Demon Soldiers, and from humans.

Human blood and demon blood were mixed together, and the fog began to dissipate. The old man on the mountainside was gasping for breath. The large-scale magic covered it, and the physical strength was consumed, which was gradually unbearable. The smell of blood replaced the fog, and it was filled with incomplete corpses and shattered flesh and blood, outlining a shocking picture in the gradually clear earth.

The disrupted demon soldiers still showed their powerful and amazing combat power, but they could not stop the heroes from working together. Those who were shot dead by Xuanwu guns and killed by the sword formation, the war horses galloped and neighed. In the corner, with a loud roar, "Taoshan Corps" Mo Daping killed another demon soldiers, shaking and falling down with blood.

Thousands of demon soldiers, each of them was terrifyingly strong. Thinking back then, before the prosperity of the mysterious energy, there were only about twenty masters of equal strength in China.

At this moment, even though the Xuanwu Corps and artillery weakened the number of demon troops on a large scale, the secret practices and tactical command of the old man Xingluo, the sword formation of Mingshan, and the support of the heroes of the world, it also paid a huge price.

As the fog dissipated, the remaining demon soldiers began to gather. In the rear, a large number of Chinese soldiers began to advance under the command of the ghost military advisor, sweeping the final battlefield with greater sacrifices. In the desperate environment, these Shura demon soldiers also burst out with even more astonishing combat power.

On the other side, in the mountains and forests, gunpowder bombardment, gunpowder smoke flew, and many Zoroastrian demons died. The powerful soldiers in the Taoist sect and Mo Sect began to siege and kill. Just as they were close to them, mysterious energy burst out and figures were flying. The duel between three well-known Chinese masters and three Zoroastrian "evil goddesses" was also extremely tragic. Although with various strange magical powers and magic, the three peak-level masters of China were barely blocked, the other Zoroastrians were killed one after another.

The three evil goddesses were furious, but they were powerless. Ploting and being plotted, this is the world of martial arts.

When all the Zoroastrian demons were slaughtered, when the Taoist and Mo people rushed to this end, the balance that had already begun to gradually become unbalanced finally tilted completely...

***

The woman with a body of energy condensed by the soul is quite tall and tall. Although she is not physical, her cold and arrogant face also reveals her once beautiful face.

With a wide sternum and a slender waist, the whole person is like a golden crow goddess emitting a raging fire, dazzling and shiny.

The boy who fought with her was wearing a black robe, exuding a strange aura, just like the dark night killer who didn't want to see the light, and his body was filled with an uncomfortable coldness. The moon seemed to be his follower, and the dark night became his main battlefield, cruelty was his only means, and resentment was his only expression.

The tall body of the Zoroastrian female master swayed like flames, and the energy continued to explode. The bat master rushed and moved, and used his small body to show the most fierce killer move. The light and shadow intertwined, and the two of them pulled horizontally half a mile away, with an amazing speed.

There was no restraint, no turn. Boom! The light exploded, the darkness surged, crackled, and the trees instantly caught fire and then cracked. Pieces of broken wood with fire danced in the air, and the shadows followed by the shadows shuttled through the fire.

"Is this your method?"

The boy's sarcastic sneer spread among the moonlight that was coming in a crazy way: "No wonder he has always been brave enough to pretend to be a ghost in the dark and do some petty things secretly. It turns out that your plan is just like this, and your strength is just like this."

Suddenly, a series of unstoppable attacks flew like arrows into the surging flames.

"In the name of God's metaphor, he acts as a light and sacred person, and uses intimidation and threats to control his believers. In fact, he is just an old woman who has been huddled in the dark all day long, dominating her will and rebelling without courage. This is your Zoroastrian dualism? I used to think you were such a powerful person, but now you are really not as famous as you meet. You really disappoint me."

"Stop!" Even though he knew that this guy was deliberately irritating himself, the female Lord of the Zoroastrian Cult still couldn't help but be angry. A holy feather flew out, and a bang sounded, and scorched earth was all formed in ten feet of radius.
Chapter completed!