Chapter 974
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Endless void!
It seems that the sword can cut the heaven and the earth, and destroy the heaven and the earth. A figure in a dark cloak stands in the heaven and the earth, and an ancient sword with strange shape and endless evil spirit emerges in the palm.
In front of her stood a figure, which was obviously Shisheng. He saw that his four wings had been cut off, and the silver blood light was dripping into the void, which only blew up hundreds of thousands of miles around.
"God killing blade, you You are the slayer. "
"No way. You've fallen in the last era. How can you come back?"
"Who are you?"
The boundless void, Shisheng's roaring voice, his expression almost twisted. He didn't expect that there was such a terrible strong guard around guhuang, which was not inferior to his existence.
He is also in charge of one of the three magic swords.
In the last era, it was famous for disturbing the whole world. The former master was the slayer.
The three magic swords are opposite to the three magic swords of Zhuxia.
Once three magic swords and three magic swords followed the emperor.
The relationship between emperor Tianhuang and the primitive devil kingdom is beyond description. When the sword breaks the ancient and the present, hundreds of millions of creatures flee.
The original demon world never left one person.
Killing Lord is one of them. He once worshipped emperor Tianhuang.
Wuhuang is his true disciple. If he is really killing the Lord, he will go to the past.
But how can the killing Lord come back? It's already the destruction of the gods and the bodies.
So who is she?
"You are not blind, little son of a bitch. Who is your grandfather?"
"People who come out and don't talk about rules often die miserably."
"Go back and tell your master. If you have the ability, you can do it in front of Wuhuang boy. Then give me the sneaky way to do it."
"At that time, we will come out to lift your nest."
"Go away!"
The figure of the black cloak did not make a sound, and the voice of the God killing sword was full of domineering and arrogant, which gave people a kind of extreme terrible atmosphere, just like a big devil from the primitive demon world.
"You..."
"Good, good, good, green mountains do not change, green water flows for a long time."
"We'll see!"
shiver as like as two peas, his eyes showed a deep vigilance. Looking at such a terrible God killing knife in front of him, it is exactly the same as the legend. It seems that this is the reincarnation of Mo Zhu.
Kill the Lord, kill the God sword, he can't fight.
Take a step!
We are making a decision in the future.
At this moment, Shisheng did not dare to stay, but turned into silver light and disappeared in the heaven and earth.
Silence is forbidden around, and more than half an hour passes.
"Click!"
"Poof!"
The figure of the cloak shows its true appearance, and a mouthful of blood gushes out. The surface of the knife is cracked countless times, and the light is dim, as if it will be annihilated at any time.
"Ge Laozi's, almost can't support it. The times are different. I'm afraid I can't support my broken identity for long. How are you, you girl?"
"It's hurt to use the sword, but it's OK."
"You wench, the times are different. It's really different. In those days, you cut all the living creatures in the world by yourself. But now..."
"The past is gone. Why mention it? I will take you to find Wuhuang. If he is really the true story of Tianhuang's younger brother, there must be some way to keep you. Otherwise..."
"How! Girl, don't you believe that kid is the descendant of Tianhuang kid? "
"Letter, but I haven't seen it for a long time. Some things need to be verified."
"Oh! It makes sense. It's not too late. Hurry up! "
After that, one man and one knife went to the world of Kyushu, but one man and one knife didn't find it. In the dark and dark void, a ghostly figure appeared, with a golden face armor on its face, which was engraved with endless horror patterns.
"It's all back..."
"Endless years, billions of years of waiting, all come back..."
"Heaven forbid, the debt you owe me should be collected from your disciples and friends first..."
"No one wants to run..."
Desolate, dead silent, merciless, Mori cold, there is no emotional voice echoing in the deep void, and the dead silent figure also disappears in silence.
Deep in the chaos, the ancient land is suspended, the top of the Ganges river flowing in silence.
The tired and broken stone came down from the sky, just like a silver streamer under the twin tree.
Mo ran, the one winged girl with her hands on her knees, slowly opened her eyes, just like the face of heaven made things, which was not full of compassion and sadness, but cold to the extreme
"My king!"
Shisheng kneels down and shivers violently. Even his soul seems to freeze. The whole person is full of horror
"Since the end of time, how long has this era passed? It's been 30000 years..."
"Shisheng, since you were born, I have been with you in this cold continent for 800 years."
"As the sword of justice, you have never defiled justice or violated the code. What have you done today?"
"From now on, it is not the sword of justice..."
"Go!"
The only wing behind the ink dye spreads out. A silver feather penetrates and comes out. In a moment, it is imprinted on Shisheng's eyebrow. A silver bright holy sword is awed out.
But there is a brand in Shisheng's eyebrow. It belongs to the exile. No matter where he goes, he will be despised by all living beings.
"My king Why? "
"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me? You should treat me like this."
"800 ancient times, I follow you 800 ancient times, willing to be the sword in your hand, killing the evil in the world."
"I don't ask for anything. I just want you to live in such sorrow."
"What's wrong with me defending your reputation when I defile you and provoke you?"
"Today you even deprived me of my identity and exiled me?"
"Why don't you kill me!"
Shisheng's eyes are shining with black light, and the silver light wings behind them are gradually invaded by the darkness. The eyes of the whole person are full of monstrous resentment, which is just like being possessed by fire.
I'm not wrong!
What is wrong is that there is no shortage
Why do you do this to me? Why?
Keep the 800 ancient times, the whole 800 ancient times
But in exchange for this result!
"Shisheng, you have fallen. Go down and reflect on yourself."
Ink dye's hands are light, and the bright silver light emerges. In an instant, Shi Sheng is shot out of the mainland, just like a meteor falling towards the void.
Fallen!
Without killing you, the net has been opened.
Shisheng, I hope you have self-respect.
"My king Why? "
Endless dark chaos, only Shisheng's voice full of unwillingness and rage echoed for a long time
"It's really a good chess piece. If you give up, I'll take it..." Deep in the endless chaos, a dark figure emerged, only to see its dark chain swept out, drawing the figure of Shisheng into the deep vortex
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Endless void!
It seems that the sword can cut the heaven and the earth, and destroy the heaven and the earth. A figure in a dark cloak stands in the heaven and the earth, and an ancient sword with strange shape and endless evil spirit emerges in the palm.
In front of her stood a figure, which was obviously Shisheng. He saw that his four wings had been cut off, and the silver blood light was dripping into the void, which only blew up hundreds of thousands of miles around.
"God killing blade, you You are the slayer. "
"No way. You've fallen in the last era. How can you come back?"
"Who are you?"
The boundless void, Shisheng's roaring voice, his expression almost twisted. He didn't expect that there was such a terrible strong guard around guhuang, which was not inferior to his existence.
He is also in charge of one of the three magic swords.
In the last era, it was famous for disturbing the whole world. The former master was the slayer.
The three magic swords are opposite to the three magic swords of Zhuxia.
Once three magic swords and three magic swords followed the emperor.
The relationship between emperor Tianhuang and the primitive devil kingdom is beyond description. When the sword breaks the ancient and the present, hundreds of millions of creatures flee.
The original demon world never left one person.
Killing Lord is one of them. He once worshipped emperor Tianhuang.
Wuhuang is his true disciple. If he is really killing the Lord, he will go to the past.
But how can the killing Lord come back? It's already the destruction of the gods and the bodies.
So who is she?
"You are not blind, little son of a bitch. Who is your grandfather?"
"People who come out and don't talk about rules often die miserably."
"Go back and tell your master. If you have the ability, you can do it in front of Wuhuang boy. Then give me the sneaky way to do it."
"At that time, we will come out to lift your nest."
"Go away!"
The figure of the black cloak did not make a sound, and the voice of the God killing sword was full of domineering and arrogant, which gave people a kind of extreme terrible atmosphere, just like a big devil from the primitive demon world.
"You..."
"Good, good, good, green mountains do not change, green water flows for a long time."
"We'll see!"
shiver as like as two peas, his eyes showed a deep vigilance. Looking at such a terrible God killing knife in front of him, it is exactly the same as the legend. It seems that this is the reincarnation of Mo Zhu.
Kill the Lord, kill the God sword, he can't fight.
Take a step!
We are making a decision in the future.
At this moment, Shisheng did not dare to stay, but turned into silver light and disappeared in the heaven and earth.
Silence is forbidden around, and more than half an hour passes.
"Click!"
"Poof!"
The figure of the cloak shows its true appearance, and a mouthful of blood gushes out. The surface of the knife is cracked countless times, and the light is dim, as if it will be annihilated at any time.
"Ge Laozi's, almost can't support it. The times are different. I'm afraid I can't support my broken identity for long. How are you, you girl?"
"It's hurt to use the sword, but it's OK."
"You wench, the times are different. It's really different. In those days, you cut all the living creatures in the world by yourself. But now..."
"The past is gone. Why mention it? I will take you to find Wuhuang. If he is really the true story of Tianhuang's younger brother, there must be some way to keep you. Otherwise..."
"How! Girl, don't you believe that kid is the descendant of Tianhuang kid? "
"Letter, but I haven't seen it for a long time. Some things need to be verified."
"Oh! It makes sense. It's not too late. Hurry up! "
After that, one man and one knife went to the world of Kyushu, but one man and one knife didn't find it. In the dark and dark void, a ghostly figure appeared, with a golden face armor on its face, which was engraved with endless horror patterns.
"It's all back..."
"Endless years, billions of years of waiting, all come back..."
"Heaven forbid, the debt you owe me should be collected from your disciples and friends first..."
"No one wants to run..."
Desolate, dead silent, merciless, Mori cold, there is no emotional voice echoing in the deep void, and the dead silent figure also disappears in silence.
Deep in the chaos, the ancient land is suspended, the top of the Ganges river flowing in silence.
The tired and broken stone came down from the sky, just like a silver streamer under the twin tree.
Mo ran, the one winged girl with her hands on her knees, slowly opened her eyes, just like the face of heaven made things, which was not full of compassion and sadness, but cold to the extreme
"My king!"
Shisheng kneels down and shivers violently. Even his soul seems to freeze. The whole person is full of horror
"Since the end of time, how long has this era passed? It's been 30000 years..."
"Shisheng, since you were born, I have been with you in this cold continent for 800 years."
"As the sword of justice, you have never defiled justice or violated the code. What have you done today?"
"From now on, it is not the sword of justice..."
"Go!"
The only wing behind the ink dye spreads out. A silver feather penetrates and comes out. In a moment, it is imprinted on Shisheng's eyebrow. A silver bright holy sword is awed out.
But there is a brand in Shisheng's eyebrow. It belongs to the exile. No matter where he goes, he will be despised by all living beings.
"My king Why? "
"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me? You should treat me like this."
"800 ancient times, I follow you 800 ancient times, willing to be the sword in your hand, killing the evil in the world."
"I don't ask for anything. I just want you to live in such sorrow."
"What's wrong with me defending your reputation when I defile you and provoke you?"
"Today you even deprived me of my identity and exiled me?"
"Why don't you kill me!"
Shisheng's eyes are shining with black light, and the silver light wings behind them are gradually invaded by the darkness. The eyes of the whole person are full of monstrous resentment, which is just like being possessed by fire.
I'm not wrong!
What is wrong is that there is no shortage
Why do you do this to me? Why?
Keep the 800 ancient times, the whole 800 ancient times
But in exchange for this result!
"Shisheng, you have fallen. Go down and reflect on yourself."
Ink dye's hands are light, and the bright silver light emerges. In an instant, Shi Sheng is shot out of the mainland, just like a meteor falling towards the void.
Fallen!
Without killing you, the net has been opened.
Shisheng, I hope you have self-respect.
"My king Why? "
Endless dark chaos, only Shisheng's voice full of unwillingness and rage echoed for a long time
"It's really a good chess piece. If you give up, I'll take it..." Deep in the endless chaos, a dark figure emerged, only to see its dark chain swept out, drawing the figure of Shisheng into the deep vortex
Endless void! It seems that the sword can cut the heaven and the earth, and destroy the heaven and the earth. A figure in a dark cloak stands in the heaven and the earth, and an ancient sword with strange shape and endless evil spirit emerges in the palm. In front of her stood a figure, which was obviously Shisheng. He saw that his four wings had been cut off, and the silver blood light was dripping into the void, which only blew up hundreds of thousands of miles around. "God killing blade, you You are the slayer. " "No way. You've fallen in the last era. How can you come back?" "Who are you?" The boundless void, Shisheng's roaring voice, his expression almost twisted. He didn't expect that there was such a terrible strong guard around guhuang, which was not inferior to his existence. He is also in charge of one of the three magic swords. In the last era, it was famous for disturbing the whole world. The former master was the slayer. The three magic swords are opposite to the three magic swords of Zhuxia. Once three magic swords and three magic swords followed the emperor. The relationship between emperor Tianhuang and the primitive devil kingdom is beyond description. When the sword breaks the ancient and the present, hundreds of millions of creatures flee. The original demon world never left one person. Killing Lord is one of them. He once worshipped emperor Tianhuang. Wuhuang is his true disciple. If he is really killing the Lord, he will go to the past. But how can the killing Lord come back? It's already the destruction of the gods and the bodies. So who is she? "You are not blind, little son of a bitch. Who is your grandfather?" "People who come out and don't talk about rules often die miserably." "Go back and tell your master. If you have the ability, you can do it in front of Wuhuang boy. Then give me the sneaky way to do it." "At that time, we will come out to lift your nest." "Go away!" The figure of the black cloak did not make a sound, and the voice of the God killing sword was full of domineering and arrogant, which gave people a kind of extreme terrible atmosphere, just like a big devil from the primitive demon world. "You..." "Good, good, good, green mountains do not change, green water flows for a long time." "We'll see!" shiver as like as two peas, his eyes showed a deep vigilance. Looking at such a terrible God killing knife in front of him, it is exactly the same as the legend. It seems that this is the reincarnation of Mo Zhu. Kill the Lord, kill the God sword, he can't fight. Take a step! We are making a decision in the future. At this moment, Shisheng did not dare to stay, but turned into silver light and disappeared in the heaven and earth. Silence is forbidden around, and more than half an hour passes. "Click!" "Poof!" The figure of the cloak shows its true appearance, and a mouthful of blood gushes out. The surface of the knife is cracked countless times, and the light is dim, as if it will be annihilated at any time. "Ge Laozi's, almost can't support it. The times are different. I'm afraid I can't support my broken identity for long. How are you, you girl?" "It's hurt to use the sword, but it's OK." "You wench, the times are different. It's really different. In those days, you cut all the living creatures in the world by yourself. But now..." "The past is gone. Why mention it? I will take you to find Wuhuang. If he is really the true story of Tianhuang's younger brother, there must be some way to keep you. Otherwise..." "How! Girl, don't you believe that kid is the descendant of Tianhuang kid? " "Letter, but I haven't seen it for a long time. Some things need to be verified." "Oh! It makes sense. It's not too late. Hurry up! " After that, one man and one knife went to the world of Kyushu, but one man and one knife didn't find it. In the dark and dark void, a ghostly figure appeared, with a golden face armor on its face, which was engraved with endless horror patterns. "It's all back..." "Endless years, billions of years of waiting, all come back..." "Heaven forbid, the debt you owe me should be collected from your disciples and friends first..." "No one wants to run..." Desolate, dead silent, merciless, Mori cold, there is no emotional voice echoing in the deep void, and the dead silent figure also disappears in silence. Deep in the chaos, the ancient land is suspended, the top of the Ganges river flowing in silence. The tired and broken stone came down from the sky, just like a silver streamer under the twin tree. Mo ran, the one winged girl with her hands on her knees, slowly opened her eyes, just like the face of heaven made things, which was not full of compassion and sadness, but cold to the extreme "My king!" Shisheng kneels down and shivers violently. Even his soul seems to freeze. The whole person is full of horror "Since the end of time, how long has this era passed? It's been 30000 years..." "Shisheng, since you were born, I have been with you in this cold continent for 800 years." "As the sword of justice, you have never defiled justice or violated the code. What have you done today?" "From now on, it is not the sword of justice..." "Go!" The only wing behind the ink dye spreads out. A silver feather penetrates and comes out. In a moment, it is imprinted on Shisheng's eyebrow. A silver bright holy sword is awed out. But there is a brand in Shisheng's eyebrow. It belongs to the exile. No matter where he goes, he will be despised by all living beings. "My king Why? " "What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me? You should treat me like this." "800 ancient times, I follow you 800 ancient times, willing to be the sword in your hand, killing the evil in the world." "I don't ask for anything. I just want you to live in such sorrow." "What's wrong with me defending your reputation when I defile you and provoke you?" "Today you even deprived me of my identity and exiled me?" "Why don't you kill me!" Shisheng's eyes are shining with black light, and the silver light wings behind them are gradually invaded by the darkness. The eyes of the whole person are full of monstrous resentment, which is just like being possessed by fire. I'm not wrong! What is wrong is that there is no shortage Why do you do this to me? Why? Keep the 800 ancient times, the whole 800 ancient times But in exchange for this result! "Shisheng, you have fallen. Go down and reflect on yourself." Ink dye's hands are light, and the bright silver light emerges. In an instant, Shi Sheng is shot out of the mainland, just like a meteor falling towards the void. Fallen! Without killing you, the net has been opened. Shisheng, I hope you have self-respect. "My king Why? " Endless dark chaos, only Shisheng's voice full of unwillingness and rage echoed for a long time "It's really a good chess piece. If you give up, I'll take it..." Deep in the endless chaos, a dark figure emerged, only to see its dark chain swept out, drawing the figure of Shisheng into the deep vortex
