Divine Brilliance

Photographed by the sword, a sigh of sinus really beat the heart and almost stopped, and the horror was absolutely perfect. Up and down the whole body, I feel the cold and frozen.

Until the gray white sword, stabbed to the front. In the eyes of Dou Ling, only a little focal length was restored. A bite of the tongue, a bloody spit. Within the body of the blood, simmering, as if the flames burned, only to expel the chill. The anger is like a volcanic eruption!

“What a ghost, something, too sick, give me to die!”

The knife was soaring and filled with caves. A full 300,000 pound of force, gathered on the knife. Stepping forward, the whole pothole is shaken. Countless sands fell again, as if they were falling apart.

This knife is swung out, enough to open a mountain crack! Within the entire four feet, they are all earthen-colored.

What is his evil law, what is the sword, he is confident that he can be forced to smash!

But I saw Zong Shou’s figure, it seems that there is no entity, such as ghosts and bullies. A sword stabbed, as if it was pierced from the Nether, does not exist in this World.

The sound of ‘叮’ hit the seven-ring giant knife in his hand, when Mars cracked. The sword that is as high as the second-order spirit has actually collapsed into a huge gap, and Dou Lingzhen only feels his own strength, and seems to be out of control. The blade was slammed and swayed by the side of his control.

The silhouette of the half-devil boy is like a leaf, gently drifting away, and the death of the body is becoming more and more intense.

Dou Lingzhen only felt that it was a sudden stunned moment. This moment was really only a horror, and looked up again. The next moment, I was attracted by the eyes of the half demon boy. I saw the narrow phoenix eyes, and at the same time, it was also full of gray gas, without any human feelings, indifferent. It’s like a forehand lifting a sickle, and looking down.

For a time, Dou Ling really did not even have the idea of ​​running away, but also gave up hope.

This sword, he has no circumvention, and is unable to escape. As if he had been out of the sword, he was destined for his death.

The seven-ringed sword in his hand, and the blood of the in the body, is not only uncontrollable, but also has a faint gloom, from the blade, spread into him with the body.

The chill is very cold, cut off all his vitality, do his best, and can not be expelled.

At this moment, the situation of the two former Innate Martial Masters is also reflected in his eyes. Dou Ling really couldn’t help but sigh with a sigh of relief.

“What the fucking is the evil cultivation method! The strange sword technique, this person, is the person is the ghost! Which one is from the magic sect? Is it wrong for me to read it wrong? This is really the rumor Is it equal to the dry Tianshan family?”

Just after thinking about these thoughts in the brain, Zong Shou’s silhouette stopped the retreat. A sword is moving forward and it flashes. Directly in his eyebrows, the same as the blood light, it is fluttering, like a ghost passing by him.

Silhouette Sweep, is dozens of zhang or so, that sword light is sprinkled. A few breaths, there are several Secret Martial Masters, and they are also stunned by the gray sword shadow.

Without innate strength, the speed at which these life machines disappeared was also faster, and it was already gray and rot in an instant.

And the Ming dynasty standing behind the crowd can no longer suppress the fear in the heart. With a loud bang, he slammed a disc. The figure flew up and flew away in the distance.

Zong Shou didn’t chase, and the silver awns in the sleeves flashed, and a flying knife had already worn out. More than ten times faster than his silhouette. After a flash, it was already after the Ming Dynasty.

The cold sweat that was suddenly overwhelming, rushed to the side and turned to another ramp. I thought that when the death crisis temporarily escaped, the point of the blade light, but also a twist, is a direct blow.

“Impression locked, flying knife turned! How is it possible?”

With a clear voice, a gold bead popped up again in the sleeve and turned into a golden film. But at this moment, the knife shadow suddenly became a illusion, as if it was a few mouthfuls. It was like a hot knife through butter, passing through the golden barrier and piercing his throat. That fierce sword, still not reduced, put his whole person back, and then directly nailed to the top wall.

Definitely desperate, the qi on the knife is madly destroying the veins of his within the body. The blood vessels burst and the blood springs out. Although people are not dead yet, they have no life. There was also a fascination in my heart.

“How can this be the sword, how can it be the sword of the gods? And how can the sword of that person be so horrible? Is it a part of Demon Sect, why can’t you hear it before? I know, is it true? I am going to die here, hateful-“

At the moment, in that field, it is already dead.

Those Secret Martial Masters have never died, but they can no longer speak out. They can only be terrified, watching the changes of these companions around themselves.

And those Monster Race slaves are also shocked and disappointing, and they are sure to look at this scene, still can’t believe everything in front of them.

Chu Xue is very curious, what is going on, how is this cave so quiet.

I want eyes opened, but I don’t want to violate Zong Shou’s intentions. I can only bitter face, and I am very troubled.

Among the people, only the sin can really move. Philip turned around, the pair of eyes that had gradually dimmed, staring at the inverted long sword, standing in the crowd, the white hair white robes silhouette.

“Who are you? Just the sword technique, what is the origin?”

He knows that he has no hope, just want to know who is killing himself. What is the source of the strange sword technique that took away his life?

Zong Shou is still indifferent and his face is paler. Only within the eyelids, a slight temperature was restored. After a long while, until Dou Lingzheng, in the eyes of disappointment. Just sighed: “My identity, you haven’t known it already? As for this sword technique, call for the death of the river -“

“Profound Death River Sword ?”

That sinus spirit looks startled, then laughed heartily, crazy. When the river died, it really means that the river meets, and the sword is dead!

When the boy used this sword technique, he was destined to die.

It’s just that he is unwilling in his heart. In the city of Fenghua, there are countless beautiful people, and wine and wine are waiting for him to enjoy. With this second-order spirit stone vein, even if it can only get 20% output, it is enough to support him to recruit and expand the army to conquer the world.

Why do you want to go to such a monster? Yunxiao Mountain is also very harmful, with the Shizi’s sword technique cultivation base. After more than ten years, who is the enemy of Yunlu? Isn’t it even more terrifying than that one?

Even if I didn’t bump into it this time, after a few days, when he started to work, he was afraid to die under the sword.

Feeling the last life, the last strength is also gone. Dou Ling is really exhaled, but he is arrogant.

“God, you TMD, this is a pothole! Desperate to let Laozi die in the hands of this monster, Holy shit your ancestors -“

Zong Shou picked up his eyebrows and squinted at the sinus. For this person, although he is disgusted and inferior, but this God, he also has a bit of resentment, listening to this sinus is really ridiculous, quite a bit of refreshing feeling.

Suddenly, Zong Shou turned his head and saw Chu Xue, who had already opened his eyes. It is the scene that looks at the scene. Looking at the corpses in front of me, in [***], wilting, and finally gradually turned into dust, crashing. When I saw Zong Shou, there were both unbelief and fear in my eyes.

Zong Shou smiled bitterly, and the girl didn’t hold back. He knew the situation and the impact on the human heart was too great. Even if he has experienced bloody, Chu Xue who has experienced slaughter is equally difficult to bear.

I looked at my hand again, and the gray gas had already dispersed. The power of all around is also retreating before the interest rate.

But his hand is still pale. Although the dead air did not enter the body, it also affected his body.

If you look closely, you can see that skin is already aging to near middle age. Fortunately, it is already peeling at the moment. After three estimates, it can be recovered.

That’s the price of using the Profound Death River Sword. With his current cultivation base, every month and a quarter of an hour, you have to lose one month of lifespan.

The higher the cultivation base, the stronger the dead end of the gathering, the more life it consumes, and even the Celestial Martial Ancestor, which can live for thousands of years, can’t stand it.

But this is secondary, and the real cost is not here. Whenever he uses the heart of this Profound Death River Sword, his feelings will be indifferent. If you accumulate more, you will become a person with no feelings.

Chu Xue said that the matter itself is not good or bad, and it is used in the regularity and in the evil.

But if it is the attack itself, it can affect the person’s surname, it will only be a tragedy. This is the essence of the magical power sorcerer – when he was alive, he also lived for a long time before he recovered the emotions of normal people.

This set of swords has a woundedness and – if possible, he does not want to use it for the rest of his life. I don’t want Chu Xue to see him at the moment.

With a sigh, Zong Shou put the Thunder’s sword back and put it away. At this moment, Little Jin seems to be affected by the dead air and is frozen.

Zong Shou is busy injecting True Qi to warm up Little Jin’s body. Then I only listened to Chu Xue, and my eyes were filled with the color of intoxication and worship: “Young Master, when you have white hair, it’s really cool and cool!”

This cool word, Chu Xue is learned from Zong Shou, and I don’t know what it means. But at this moment, I can only think of these two words to describe my own Young Master.

I was thinking about the white hair, and it would be best if I didn’t return. See Zong Shou’s hair. It has been turned from black at the beginning of the bun.

Zong Shou is ridiculous, coldly snorted. Looked towards those Monster Race slaves, and the look turned cold.

The girl of the fox family has long since lost her life. It was only after the clearing of the fine elements that only supported the interest rate.

The rest of the situation is also the same as the cold cold shivers down one’s spine. I saw a bloody worm that turned out from his mouth and nose.

What is even more depressing is that these people have almost no feeling about it.

Zong Shou’s heart is deep and icy. This is the means of the magic flag, he should not report any hope.

The only thing that can be thought of is to let these people get out of the way.

(To be continued)