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Taidao holy mountain, hundred saints meeting.
There is a huge gap between heaven and earth, and several peaks are destroyed by this sword.
Among the peaks, a figure stands with a sword.
This is a silver haired man with seven colored wings. On both sides of his forehead, there are mysterious patterns.
Before the ancient life, the sword gave birth to a family. The invincible in the sixth realm of Hunyuan belong to the sword immortal.
In front of this man, he is the sixth realm of Hunyuan, the seventh largest sage in the southern region, the eldest son of Mohist, the son of sage, Mo Baifan.
In his hands, there are two holy soldiers, a seal and a banner.
The seal is like a mountain. Under the sword, he retreats a few steps. In the roar, Mo Baifan shakes with the flag, and the wind is like a dragon, sweeping the sword immortal.
The holy soldier in Guijian xianzun's hand was slightly shocked. It was a sword that submerged the dragon of Qingfeng.
Boom, boom
All around the world, once again split, in the confrontation between the two big Tianjiao.
"Guijian, you are too presumptuous. How dare you do that at this grand gathering? Are you really not afraid to bury you in this era?"
There is a touch of anger in the voice of Mo Baifan, sweeping the world.
"United? By your side? "
Guijian stands with his sword and looks at the ink white fan quietly. "I'm afraid it's not enough. You'd better win me first!"
Yinluo, the two strong men, almost comparable to the existence of today's top southern regions, once again attacked together.
Not only in this place, but also in other places, there are eleven ancient creatures holding half imperial soldiers and holy soldiers, fighting with many Tianjiao in the world.
At the end of the hundred saints' meeting, no one thought that when the first hundred saints' meeting was decided immediately, there were all the ancient creatures before the Eleventh National Congress. Everyone was the sixth realm of Hunyuan. They joined hands and suddenly killed the mysterious emperor who won the first place in the hundred saints' meeting and wanted to command the pride of the southern region.
With a single blow, Emperor Xuanji fell, and even had no chance to resist.
Unexpectedly, these 11 people are even more powerful. Nine of them are from all over the country. Although two of them are anonymous, their strength is by no means inferior to the others.
Eleven people came here in person to face hundreds of thousands of Tianjiao.
The whole Taidao holy mountain also seems to have turned into a battlefield, where many of the contemporaries joined hands to fight with the 11 former ancient creatures.
Above the sky, there is a torrent of immortal Dharma, a glow in the sky and a terrifying afterwave, which destroys the peaks, breaks the space of heaven and earth, and plunges into the void.
Before the event, but now turned into a smoke of war.
In this terrible battlefield, a white dress walks to the holy mountain.
Qin Xuan's eyes are calm, the world around him is falling apart, and the cracks in space are spreading. But to him, it seems that he has never been in his eyes.
Boom!
There's an afterwave that goes straight to Qin Xuan. Ordinary Jinxian faces this afterwave, which will be destroyed in an instant.
Qin Xuan did not even look at it. There was a light blue Xianyuan condensing around him. The afterwave fell on the Xianyuan. It was like a mayfly shaking a tree. The earth around him was broken and pierced, but Qin Xuan was safe and sound.
"Red clothes, it's time to wait!"
"After a few months away, she would like many delicious food!"
The roar was heard all the time. Qin Xuan opened his thin lips and said to himself. Then the sound was drowned in the aftershocks of the world around him.
Deep in the holy mountain of Taidao, in the medicine peak, the spirits of the five immortals are all in the outside world. The battle between the former eleven creatures and Tianjiao of the southern region.
It's hard for them to see the extreme of their faces. The emperor Xuanji's death almost set the hundred saints meeting on fire.
What's more, these 11 creatures, only 11 people, are equal to hundreds of thousands of arrogant people in the world.
Even if these hundreds of thousands of Tianjiao, Daluo, and even Tianjiao from the first to the third realms of Hunyuan were all around and didn't take part in the war, it was terrible enough. It was almost humiliating and shameful.
If this war comes out, I'm afraid that the morale of the southern region will be greatly damaged. Those former ancient creatures who have managed to unite under the command of the hundred saints of the southern region and have been quiet for decades are afraid that they will be domineering again.
It is unacceptable for every arrogant person in the southern region to be domineering and suffering in the pre ancient times.
You know, the emperor, the sage and the great emperor all went to the forbidden area and left the later generations to them. Almost all of them were given high hopes to compete with the ancient spirits. If so, the southern region would be suppressed, and the whole southern region's immortals would become the laughing stock of the fairyland.
"These guys are very resourceful. They have known about the hundred saints meeting for a long time. It's no wonder that in this year, the ancient creatures were so quiet and terrible. That's why they were so quiet!"
"In this battle, even if those former ancient creatures are defeated, the morale of the southern region will be low. They will gather in hundreds of thousands of Tianjiao. These ancient creatures before the 11th National Congress can still kill people. If they search for things, the southern region will lose face."The old man in this medicine peak clenched his fist full of hatred and looked at the picture.
He was ready to move, but he knew that Yaofeng was the most important thing in Taidao holy mountain, and he could not leave.
And in the highest peak, a square pool.
At the edge of the square pool, there is a man quietly looking at the picture.
In fact, he is the oldest immortal in Taidao holy mountain.
This man is not only a saint, but also a saint who has no name.
Half saint, wangshahe!
"Little fellow, it's hard to avoid being immature!" Wang Shahe whispered, "this humiliation is a lesson for the southern region! Every one of the pre ancient creatures has a deep background and great strength. They don't exist at your fingertips. "
"This is a war, not a joke. Even a saint is just a member of this war!"
"No matter how arrogant the heaven is, in this situation, it seems so thin!"
He shook his head slightly. The younger generation of Nanyu had been under the command of the sage for too long. They had always been superior to all living beings in Nanyu.
Who knows, in today's troubled times, they are just one of the sentient beings, how arrogant?
It's not a bad thing to lose one's spirit. This battle between the past and the present is not a battle. What can be settled in a year or two is from this moment to the beginning of the catastrophe.
Now it's under the sage, and in the future it's above the sage.
In his mind, Wang Shahe did not notice that behind him, on the edge of the pool, there was a careful figure shuttling underground. Unconsciously, he had already swam into the pool.
Around, those layers of holy prohibition, under the red figure, shuttling a little bit.
It's like a fish out of the net!
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Taidao holy mountain, hundred saints meeting.
There is a huge gap between heaven and earth, and several peaks are destroyed by this sword.
Among the peaks, a figure stands with a sword.
This is a silver haired man with seven colored wings. On both sides of his forehead, there are mysterious patterns.
Before the ancient life, the sword gave birth to a family. The invincible in the sixth realm of Hunyuan belong to the sword immortal.
In front of this man, he is the sixth realm of Hunyuan, the seventh largest sage in the southern region, the eldest son of Mohist, the son of sage, Mo Baifan.
In his hands, there are two holy soldiers, a seal and a banner.
The seal is like a mountain. Under the sword, he retreats a few steps. In the roar, Mo Baifan shakes with the flag, and the wind is like a dragon, sweeping the sword immortal.
The holy soldier in Guijian xianzun's hand was slightly shocked. It was a sword that submerged the dragon of Qingfeng.
Boom, boom
All around the world, once again split, in the confrontation between the two big Tianjiao.
"Guijian, you are too presumptuous. How dare you do that at this grand gathering? Are you really not afraid to bury you in this era?"
There is a touch of anger in the voice of Mo Baifan, sweeping the world.
"United? By your side? "
Guijian stands with his sword and looks at the ink white fan quietly. "I'm afraid it's not enough. You'd better win me first!"
Yinluo, the two strong men, almost comparable to the existence of today's top southern regions, once again attacked together.
Not only in this place, but also in other places, there are eleven ancient creatures holding half imperial soldiers and holy soldiers, fighting with many Tianjiao in the world.
At the end of the hundred saints' meeting, no one thought that when the first hundred saints' meeting was decided immediately, there were all the ancient creatures before the Eleventh National Congress. Everyone was the sixth realm of Hunyuan. They joined hands and suddenly killed the mysterious emperor who won the first place in the hundred saints' meeting and wanted to command the pride of the southern region.
With a single blow, Emperor Xuanji fell, and even had no chance to resist.
Unexpectedly, these 11 people are even more powerful. Nine of them are from all over the country. Although two of them are anonymous, their strength is by no means inferior to the others.
Eleven people came here in person to face hundreds of thousands of Tianjiao.
The whole Taidao holy mountain also seems to have turned into a battlefield, where many of the contemporaries joined hands to fight with the 11 former ancient creatures.
Above the sky, there is a torrent of immortal Dharma, a glow in the sky and a terrifying afterwave, which destroys the peaks, breaks the space of heaven and earth, and plunges into the void.
Before the event, but now turned into a smoke of war.
In this terrible battlefield, a white dress walks to the holy mountain.
Qin Xuan's eyes are calm, the world around him is falling apart, and the cracks in space are spreading. But to him, it seems that he has never been in his eyes.
Boom!
There's an afterwave that goes straight to Qin Xuan. Ordinary Jinxian faces this afterwave, which will be destroyed in an instant.
Qin Xuan did not even look at it. There was a light blue Xianyuan condensing around him. The afterwave fell on the Xianyuan. It was like a mayfly shaking a tree. The earth around him was broken and pierced, but Qin Xuan was safe and sound.
"Red clothes, it's time to wait!"
"After a few months away, she would like many delicious food!"
The roar was heard all the time. Qin Xuan opened his thin lips and said to himself. Then the sound was drowned in the aftershocks of the world around him.
Deep in the holy mountain of Taidao, in the medicine peak, the spirits of the five immortals are all in the outside world. The battle between the former eleven creatures and Tianjiao of the southern region.
It's hard for them to see the extreme of their faces. The emperor Xuanji's death almost set the hundred saints meeting on fire.
What's more, these 11 creatures, only 11 people, are equal to hundreds of thousands of arrogant people in the world.
Even if these hundreds of thousands of Tianjiao, Daluo, and even Tianjiao from the first to the third realms of Hunyuan were all around and didn't take part in the war, it was terrible enough. It was almost humiliating and shameful.
If this war comes out, I'm afraid that the morale of the southern region will be greatly damaged. Those former ancient creatures who have managed to unite under the command of the hundred saints of the southern region and have been quiet for decades are afraid that they will be domineering again.
It is unacceptable for every arrogant person in the southern region to be domineering and suffering in the pre ancient times.
You know, the emperor, the sage and the great emperor all went to the forbidden area and left the later generations to them. Almost all of them were given high hopes to compete with the ancient spirits. If so, the southern region would be suppressed, and the whole southern region's immortals would become the laughing stock of the fairyland.
"These guys are very resourceful. They have known about the hundred saints meeting for a long time. It's no wonder that in this year, the ancient creatures were so quiet and terrible. That's why they were so quiet!"
"In this battle, even if those former ancient creatures are defeated, the morale of the southern region will be low. They will gather in hundreds of thousands of Tianjiao. These ancient creatures before the 11th National Congress can still kill people. If they search for things, the southern region will lose face."The old man in this medicine peak clenched his fist full of hatred and looked at the picture.
He was ready to move, but he knew that Yaofeng was the most important thing in Taidao holy mountain, and he could not leave.
And in the highest peak, a square pool.
At the edge of the square pool, there is a man quietly looking at the picture.
In fact, he is the oldest immortal in Taidao holy mountain.
This man is not only a saint, but also a saint who has no name.
Half saint, wangshahe!
"Little fellow, it's hard to avoid being immature!" Wang Shahe whispered, "this humiliation is a lesson for the southern region! Every one of the pre ancient creatures has a deep background and great strength. They don't exist at your fingertips. "
"This is a war, not a joke. Even a saint is just a member of this war!"
"No matter how arrogant the heaven is, in this situation, it seems so thin!"
He shook his head slightly. The younger generation of Nanyu had been under the command of the sage for too long. They had always been superior to all living beings in Nanyu.
Who knows, in today's troubled times, they are just one of the sentient beings, how arrogant?
It's not a bad thing to lose one's spirit. This battle between the past and the present is not a battle. What can be settled in a year or two is from this moment to the beginning of the catastrophe.
Now it's under the sage, and in the future it's above the sage.
In his mind, Wang Shahe did not notice that behind him, on the edge of the pool, there was a careful figure shuttling underground. Unconsciously, he had already swam into the pool.
Around, those layers of holy prohibition, under the red figure, shuttling a little bit.
It's like a fish out of the net!
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Taidao holy mountain, hundred saints meeting. There is a huge gap between heaven and earth, and several peaks are destroyed by this sword. Among the peaks, a figure stands with a sword. This is a silver haired man with seven colored wings. On both sides of his forehead, there are mysterious patterns. Before the ancient life, the sword gave birth to a family. The invincible in the sixth realm of Hunyuan belong to the sword immortal. In front of this man, he is the sixth realm of Hunyuan, the seventh largest sage in the southern region, the eldest son of Mohist, the son of sage, Mo Baifan. In his hands, there are two holy soldiers, a seal and a banner. The seal is like a mountain. Under the sword, he retreats a few steps. In the roar, Mo Baifan shakes with the flag, and the wind is like a dragon, sweeping the sword immortal. The holy soldier in Guijian xianzun's hand was slightly shocked. It was a sword that submerged the dragon of Qingfeng. Boom, boom All around the world, once again split, in the confrontation between the two big Tianjiao. "Guijian, you are too presumptuous. How dare you do that at this grand gathering? Are you really not afraid to bury you in this era?" There is a touch of anger in the voice of Mo Baifan, sweeping the world. "United? By your side? " Guijian stands with his sword and looks at the ink white fan quietly. "I'm afraid it's not enough. You'd better win me first!" Yinluo, the two strong men, almost comparable to the existence of today's top southern regions, once again attacked together. Not only in this place, but also in other places, there are eleven ancient creatures holding half imperial soldiers and holy soldiers, fighting with many Tianjiao in the world. At the end of the hundred saints' meeting, no one thought that when the first hundred saints' meeting was decided immediately, there were all the ancient creatures before the Eleventh National Congress. Everyone was the sixth realm of Hunyuan. They joined hands and suddenly killed the mysterious emperor who won the first place in the hundred saints' meeting and wanted to command the pride of the southern region. With a single blow, Emperor Xuanji fell, and even had no chance to resist. Unexpectedly, these 11 people are even more powerful. Nine of them are from all over the country. Although two of them are anonymous, their strength is by no means inferior to the others. Eleven people came here in person to face hundreds of thousands of Tianjiao. The whole Taidao holy mountain also seems to have turned into a battlefield, where many of the contemporaries joined hands to fight with the 11 former ancient creatures. Above the sky, there is a torrent of immortal Dharma, a glow in the sky and a terrifying afterwave, which destroys the peaks, breaks the space of heaven and earth, and plunges into the void. Before the event, but now turned into a smoke of war. In this terrible battlefield, a white dress walks to the holy mountain. Qin Xuan's eyes are calm, the world around him is falling apart, and the cracks in space are spreading. But to him, it seems that he has never been in his eyes. Boom! There's an afterwave that goes straight to Qin Xuan. Ordinary Jinxian faces this afterwave, which will be destroyed in an instant. Qin Xuan did not even look at it. There was a light blue Xianyuan condensing around him. The afterwave fell on the Xianyuan. It was like a mayfly shaking a tree. The earth around him was broken and pierced, but Qin Xuan was safe and sound. "Red clothes, it's time to wait!" "After a few months away, she would like many delicious food!" The roar was heard all the time. Qin Xuan opened his thin lips and said to himself. Then the sound was drowned in the aftershocks of the world around him. Deep in the holy mountain of Taidao, in the medicine peak, the spirits of the five immortals are all in the outside world. The battle between the former eleven creatures and Tianjiao of the southern region. It's hard for them to see the extreme of their faces. The emperor Xuanji's death almost set the hundred saints meeting on fire. What's more, these 11 creatures, only 11 people, are equal to hundreds of thousands of arrogant people in the world. Even if these hundreds of thousands of Tianjiao, Daluo, and even Tianjiao from the first to the third realms of Hunyuan were all around and didn't take part in the war, it was terrible enough. It was almost humiliating and shameful. If this war comes out, I'm afraid that the morale of the southern region will be greatly damaged. Those former ancient creatures who have managed to unite under the command of the hundred saints of the southern region and have been quiet for decades are afraid that they will be domineering again. It is unacceptable for every arrogant person in the southern region to be domineering and suffering in the pre ancient times. You know, the emperor, the sage and the great emperor all went to the forbidden area and left the later generations to them. Almost all of them were given high hopes to compete with the ancient spirits. If so, the southern region would be suppressed, and the whole southern region's immortals would become the laughing stock of the fairyland. "These guys are very resourceful. They have known about the hundred saints meeting for a long time. It's no wonder that in this year, the ancient creatures were so quiet and terrible. That's why they were so quiet!" "In this battle, even if those former ancient creatures are defeated, the morale of the southern region will be low. They will gather in hundreds of thousands of Tianjiao. These ancient creatures before the 11th National Congress can still kill people. If they search for things, the southern region will lose face."The old man in this medicine peak clenched his fist full of hatred and looked at the picture. He was ready to move, but he knew that Yaofeng was the most important thing in Taidao holy mountain, and he could not leave. And in the highest peak, a square pool. At the edge of the square pool, there is a man quietly looking at the picture. In fact, he is the oldest immortal in Taidao holy mountain. This man is not only a saint, but also a saint who has no name. Half saint, wangshahe! "Little fellow, it's hard to avoid being immature!" Wang Shahe whispered, "this humiliation is a lesson for the southern region! Every one of the pre ancient creatures has a deep background and great strength. They don't exist at your fingertips. " "This is a war, not a joke. Even a saint is just a member of this war!" "No matter how arrogant the heaven is, in this situation, it seems so thin!" He shook his head slightly. The younger generation of Nanyu had been under the command of the sage for too long. They had always been superior to all living beings in Nanyu. Who knows, in today's troubled times, they are just one of the sentient beings, how arrogant? It's not a bad thing to lose one's spirit. This battle between the past and the present is not a battle. What can be settled in a year or two is from this moment to the beginning of the catastrophe. Now it's under the sage, and in the future it's above the sage. In his mind, Wang Shahe did not notice that behind him, on the edge of the pool, there was a careful figure shuttling underground. Unconsciously, he had already swam into the pool. Around, those layers of holy prohibition, under the red figure, shuttling a little bit. It's like a fish out of the net! www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
