The sword fell. When it fell, Tian Shen Yi's face changed.
This sword, he cut down to the empty place.
When there is a sword turn, in the sky god by a, brilliant into a domain.
A sword, as if out of thin air, suddenly fell in this light filled.
Even if Qin Xuan, at this moment, all cut into the mire.
Qin Xuan holds the sword, the black pupil reflects the God's frown.
"It's worthy of being the lineage of the Yushen family. The descendants of the Yushen family, even if they are only collateral, have such power!"
Qin Xuan is opening his mouth. He is revealing his divine words, which makes the God frown more and more tightly.
Suddenly, ten thousand ancient swords advance inch Xu, let the eyes of God a tiny coagulation.
"The language of our Protoss, how can you let the poor people spew out?"
"The crime of defiling our nation..."
"I'll take it!"
As soon as the God opens his mouth, the sword in his hand is magnificent. At this moment, if there is endless divine light gathering in the sword, it stands out.
The awn of a magic sword cuts down the darkness, condenses but does not disperse.
Qin Xuan side body, avoid this sword, in the hand, ten thousand ancient sword suddenly a turn.
The realm of light, under Qin Xuan's ancient sword, was distorted, as if forming a whirlpool.
Boom!
Then there was a double sword battle, and the God stepped back half a step.
He gazed at Qin Xuan, the eyes of the brilliant condensation, as if high above, holy incomparable, not stained with the world.
Qin Xuan stood with a sword in his hand. The next moment, his posture had disappeared in the darkness.
Qin Xuan and disappear together, there is a god of the body.
In this day's crack, endless darkness, it seems like a light, a white shadow, in the collision.
Boom, boom
Every collision, almost let the dark turmoil, roar, resounding from ten directions.
In the dark, they fought each other nearly thirty-six times.
All of a sudden, a touch of God's blood was shining in the darkness. As soon as the god suddenly retreated, a sword mark appeared on his right arm.
Even the wound, as if it is light, easy to recover.
"You are just the peak of the first world of the God Emperor. How can you compete with me?"
As soon as the God opened his mouth, his brow was locked, as if there was a trace of doubt and incomprehension.
Qin Xuan light a smile, "you third emperor boundary, but has near fourth emperor boundary's strength, otherwise, you already fell!"
"This emperor, the first emperor wins you, why not?"
Qin Xuan in the hand ten thousand ancient sword tiny move, that pair of black pupil inside, the fire of long life is burning.
"However, the emperor lost his interest!"
The sound falls, on the body, on the Immortal Emperor's clothes, then lights up a brilliance.
The Runes of eternal life shine like stars, which are more dazzling than the light of gods.
Qin Xuan slowly raised his sword, and his mouth was full of laughter.
In his previous life, he once fought with the God of heaven, and was forced into a desperate situation by the God of heaven for many times. If not for the last moment, with the help of the five great emperors, he was among the third emperor for a short time, and by the help of the God of heaven, he was proud of himself, and then he broke the core of the God in one fell swoop.
But now, Qin Xuan is only in the first emperor's realm. He can't fight with this God, but he still has spare strength.
On the clothes of emperor Changsheng, the rune lights up, and the eyes of tianshenyi change faintly.
Wangujian, in the darkness, is shaking wildly. Strands of immortal imperial power are pouring on wangujian, and the nine sword grooves are nearly full.
God as if to feel the threat, that a holy, high above the expression, all turned into dignified.
Boom!
When there are divine lights interweaving and converging with Jackie Chan, all the divine lights light up in the darkness, almost expelling the darkness and turning it into day.
A dragon full of light is coiled around the God one.
The sword in his hand is singing, like the singing of the dragon.
Qin Xuan looked at this familiar scene, the corner of his mouth that smile more rich.
Behind it, the chaos wing suddenly shocked.
In an instant, Qin Xuan's figure disappeared.
However, the light of the dragon's sword melted into the hand of the God.
Boom!
It was almost as if there was no other color in the day, as if it was a piece of white paper, which was torn in a moment.
In this crack of the sky, there is no other voice except the sound of confrontation.
Longevity sword formula, asked Changsheng!
Yushen, Mingge, weipanlong!
The two swords are fighting each other. There is constant sword spirit, interweaving with the light and shaking each other out.
This battle, in a flash, seems long.
Until, the two wrong body, Qin Xuan stood with a sword, white clothes intact, but his brow, but slightly wrinkled.Behind him, the God's arm, at this moment, directly annihilated into glory, from his forehead, to his chest, a sword mark bleeding, God's blood, such as light, spilled on this side of the world.
Qin Xuan turns around, he looks at that day God one God body is divided into two.
However, beside the gods, another figure appeared.
A pair of dark gold eyes, temples have a layer of light purple, such as beard, wearing black armour, there is a terrible power emerged in the dark gold eyes.
Ancient Protoss, the great emperor of the third emperor, ancient shadow decadent!
At the last moment, he was disturbed by the ancient shadow decay, which was supposed to take the core of the God.
It's a thousand miles away!
"God one!"
Gu Yingchan opened his mouth slowly. He looked at Qin Xuan and said, "there are great changes in the bad soil. The two families have suffered heavy losses. How can we take it lightly?"
"If your God's core is cut off, I'm afraid it will fall down too!"
When the gods heard the words, they could not help being silent.
In the third world of the God Emperor, how can he not trust the poor creatures in the first world of the God Emperor?
When gods enter the bad soil, they are slaughtering and crushing. Even if there are strong ones in the bad soil, how many people are there?
"It's my carelessness!"
God a slowly out of the voice, "join hands, first cut this bad soil ants, and then to bad soil creatures pile up God grave, sacrifice our family spirit!"
Gu Yingjiu nodded slowly. He looked at Qin Xuan. His dark golden eyes seemed to have a flame in them.
The next moment, the ancient shadow decayed and moved. He stepped on it. If he broke the darkness, he appeared in front of Qin Xuan.
Boom!
A blow, Qin Xuan behind, that endless darkness seems to have ripples, is the eternal emperor clothes, are in the fierce ring.
Qin Xuan with one hand to meet shake, stiffly block this fist.
In Qin Xuan's eyes, he saw that on the arm of the ancient shadow, suddenly, there was a crazy growth of purple hair, followed by the change of his body.
Ten feet posture, at this moment, but suddenly changed into a hundred feet, thousands of feet of huge creatures.
That fist, originally in Qin Xuan's hand, is like the purple sky.
Qin Xuan's arm is sinking.
The body of the great emperor is roaring, and there is a sword light, which crosses the heaven and the earth. The Dragon enters the sword and appears in front of Qin Xuan.
The ancient immortal sword of Qin stands in the way of the ancient immortal sword.
In the attack of these two gods, the body stood still.
In this roar, Qin Xuan calmly opened his mouth, and his black eyes were contemptuous of the two gods.
"Even if we work together, we want to shake Qin Changqing!"
"Ridiculous
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