Martial God Space Chapter 285: Li 殇 [One more, ask for monthly pass]

The battle between the old boss and the Holy Land spectre is about to separate the victory and defeat. The old boss has never gone forward. The sword is simple, but it contains an avenue and crushes the world. Every sword falls, and the terrible sword qi must be crushed. A large piece of Void.

On the other hand, the sacred realm spectre is also roaring. The magic gun is like a dragon. Compared with the old head, the destructive power of the two sacred realms Expert is enough to bring down Void. Both of them have a tacit killing all the way. In the sky, even the eyesight of Legend(ary) Expert can barely see a little.

Ye Xiwen condenses the divinity to the eyes, and suddenly it is like opening the eyes of the sky, and you can see it instantly. The old head is already at the end of the crossbow. His hair must be dazzled and his breathing is short. Seeing that he may be defeated anytime, anywhere.

On the other hand, the Holy Land spectre is the stronger surpass in battle. Now even Ye Xiwen is a little worried. If the old leader is defeated, then the Holy Land spectre will be swept all the way.

The strength of the Holy Land is too strong. You must know that in the East South Territory Ten Countries, Legend(ary) is enough to run side by side, saying that the king is the ancestor, let alone the Holy Land. Maybe those forces at the top of the East South Territory Ten Countries Among them, there will be a sacred place Expert!

A sacred place is enough to elevate the entire sect to the forefront of the East South Territory Ten Kingdoms. In Da Yue, it is enough to dominate the world. It is no longer a situation where five schools run side by side, but a single monarch.

But before this, Ye Xiwen had never heard of the existence of the sacred realm Expert in the Yuanyuan Sect. The Expert, the sacred realm known by the former Yuanzong, had only sent one ancestor.

But it ’s normal to think about the situation of the old head. I ’m afraid that what the sacred state spectre used to delay the consumption of life is the only way to live now. Otherwise, the situation of the old head. It is impossible to live from more than a thousand years ago to the present.

Obviously the senior means to use the old head as the last hand. Rather than the usual deterrent.

"Boom!" Ye Xiwen knotted his hands, shook the mountain seal, and then fell down severely, turned up against the wind, becoming bigger and bigger, and instantly fell into the Devil Race iron ride. Suddenly there were heavy casualties.

Devil Race's Expert ignored the Ye Xiwen side directly, not to kill Ye Xiwen. Instead, see Ye Xiwen double battle two Expert with Legend(ary) combat power. Actually they also wiped them out. This horrible fighting power calmed most of the Devil Race Expert. They did not know that Lu Hongwei and the Ye Xiwen used Tianyuan Mirror to reduce their realm and ability to cause Ye Xiwen to fight two.

They don't know the joints inside, they just feel that Ye Xiwen is almost powerful's edge, and idlers are afraid to approach.

But Ye Xiwen's attention is still on the old head and the spectre of the Holy Land.

"Old man, today is your death!" Shengjing spectre laughed wildly, and the gun in his hand burst out of tenacity. Like a series of poisonous snakes, they all turned towards each other instantaneously, each poisonous snake was quenched with poison, eroding the space and bringing down the universe. Unusual horror.

The old manager's face remained unchanged, but he kept coughing and blood splattered. However, the long sword in his hand is not slow at all. Let him spread the sky gun shadow, My Only One Sword Breaks Myriad Laws, the obsession of all sword repair hearts, one sword breaks all methods!

"Boom!"

The old swordsman ’s sword seems to be unremarkable. Only one sword splits, but it bursts into a rays of light that is hard to look at directly, as if to sweep everything, and instantly destroy the gunslings. Was instantly broken by that ordinary sword shadow.

It is difficult to hide a look of surprise in the eyes of the Holy Land spectre. At this time, there is no time to surprise him. Only between the electric light and the flint, the old sword has been cut.

"Dang!"

Guiyi Sword Technique exploded with horrific power in the hands of the old head, and instantly swayed on the magic gun in the hands of that sacred spectre.

The power of terror instantly split his palm apart through the body of the gun, and even the lance was almost released.

But the sword is faster, almost instantaneously, a sword light brushed between his neck.

"How can this be!" said spectre, Incredible.

"Boom!" Shengjing spectre's tall body collapsed, his head separated, the old head stepped down from the sky with the head of Shengjing spectre, but Ye Xiwen can see it, the old one His complexion instantly became old and withered, his skin became dry and split, just like the old bark, and his figure became even more slack, even his hands and feet shook slightly.

Many disciples of Yuanzong are crying. The old head has reached the end of life. Everyone can see that they are crying.

"Fully counterattack!" A roar came from the depths of Yiyuanzong, and saw dozens of silhouettes coming out of Yiyuanzong. It was headed by Yiyuanzong, Wu Potian, at this time Wu Po Tian's body was covered with blood. In his behind, he was not the deputy head, it was Supreme Elder, the Expert of Legend(ary) Level, but at this time, each of these dozens of people had some injuries on their bodies, and a serious arm was blown Falling, blood flows.

Obviously also experienced a fierce battle. At this time, the disciples of Yuanzong also couldn't care why the Supreme Elder regiments were not at the most critical time. Now the other side ’s sanctuary Expert has been beheaded and the entire Devil Race coalition is uproar. They never thought that the Holy Land Devil Race would be beheaded and killed by the old man who seemed to be helpless, and morale fell suddenly.

Especially their coalition forces were not very homogeneous. At this time, it was even more chaotic. At this time, I do n’t know where to start. The entire hundreds of thousands of coalition forces began to collapse and fled all the way back to the cracks in space in.

The morale of Yiyuanzong's disciples immediately began to fight back.

"Master!" Wu Potian saw the old head like this, and immediately fell on his knees, crying crying, remembering that when he was still young, he was instructed by the old head so that he could make rapid progress later. Becoming the head of Yiyuanzong, now seeing the old head like this, it is difficult to suppress the mood immediately.

Many people behind the Supreme Elder group are also red-eyed. The old head lived from more than a thousand years ago to the present. These Supreme Elder groups are all prestigious in front of people, but when they were disciples, which one was not affected. Only the old boss's instructions, only they know the existence of the old boss.

In their hearts, the old head is even more prestigious than the Kaipa ancestor.

"Fool!" The old head put the head of the sacred realm Expert aside and landed on top of a mountain. Naturally, someone dedicated the fleshly body of the sacred realm spectre. This is priceless and can be trained into a terrible Magic weapon.

The old head sighed and said, "Life is alive, it is common to be sick, old, sick, and dead. Although our warriors claim to fight with heaven, who has done it since ancient times, and I should have been more than a thousand years ago. Dead, now I have lived for more than a thousand years, which is already a great advantage! "

"Master, you can't die, Yiyuanzong cannot do without you!" Wu Potian cried, a big man cried like this, but no one had the intention of making fun, because everyone else was okay Wherever he went, many disciples of Yuanzong cried.

The old head just shook his head and said, "Yuanzong first generation is better than first generation. I have nothing to be dissatisfied with, and it's a correct ancestor of all generations, and it should be over!"

The breath of the old head is getting weaker.

As if there is a scene in the past, it was just a very ordinary true disciple, but was pushed to the stage because of the unexpected fall of a large number of Expert in the Yuan Sect.

The peaceful life is also disrupted.

During that turbulent era, the East and West battled, and battles between life and death re-established the status of the Yuan Sect, bringing the Yuan Sect to the right track. He lost too much.

Dear relatives, brothers, masters, lovers, one by one lively faces have passed.

Leaving silently, the old man's thin body instantly turned into smoke and disappeared into Void.

The old head is sitting!

On the contrary, everyone is no longer sad. Wu Potian stood up, bitten the steel teeth, and yelled, "Kill, I want these monsters, pay the price!"

Ye Xiwen also converges on a heavy mood. Seated is the choice of the old head. Although Ye Xiwen and the old head are not anxious, Ye Xiwen can't help but respect.

Ye Xiwen and Little Wolf Yeshu flew back to the Qianyu peak. At this time, where is the usual quietness of the Qianyu peak, the world is generally Immortal Realm. At this time, there is a killing gas everywhere, various offensive All the formations and institutions are turned on, like a war machine.

A Ye Xiwen came back to sit in town. Needless to say, the power of the Qianyu peak is naturally full. It is like a rampant tank truck. It has been crushed all the way, and the blaze swept out. It was swept by the Qianyu peak. The Devil Race was instantly swept into smoke by shengsheng, a Devil Race of Legendary Realm wanted to come over to stop it, and the Ye Xiwen tube was left untouched. It hit the past and the Legend(ary) Devil Race was directly crushed into fragments.

"Kill, go straight to Devil Race's nest!" Ye Xiwen sat on the main seat, roaring.

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