Once Upon A Time, There Was A Spirit Sword Mountain Chapter 742: : Sword and Beauty

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"True Master of the Four Phases ... Are you sure you are not saved?"

"Well, even if there is salvation, now there are so many people dying in his hands, how is this account calculated?"

"Alas, this shot of Fallen Immortal is really fierce this time. The four-phase true monarch is innocent all his life. Now he is not guaranteed at night. If he knows underground, I ’m afraid he can jump out and kill himself ..." Shaking his head, "Fallen Immortals is indeed terrible. I now understand a little bit that the golden generation of the Spirit Sword School rose like a rainbow, but was almost destroyed by a Fallen Immortal ... It is not the incompetence of the Spirit Sword School."

"Oh? What happened to the spirit sword faction in those days?"

"It's time for the fallen immortals to understand their actions. What else can they hide? And who dares to question the spirit sword faction now? The remnants of the cataclysm that year have become famous. Elder Tianjiantang. Several true disciples are also good at one game. People do n’t have to worry about anything. "

"What do the earth fairies say?"

"What else can you say? The dragons have no heads, and there is a lot of sand. A few people who are familiar with the matter have already defaulted on the results of the crowds of the gods, and took the initiative to help. For example, the fairy Luoxue came out and tried to relieve the poisoned people. But Most people are still watching, and Di Liuzun ca n’t come forward. They do n’t even have a decisive person ... and I think there are many who want to surrender. "

"Surrender? The deity of fallen immortals didn't show up, and they controlled a four-phase true monarch to scare them like this? It's ridiculous to lose their self-proclaimed immortality."

"There is no need to laugh at them ... they have all fought and faced those terrifying monsters. Not everyone can be the same as the elders of the spirit sword faction."

"... How to arrange next?"

"Find the four-phase true monarch first, and let ’s talk about it. Hetu Zhenjun has passed through with the earth immortals, and now the net of the immortal city is fully cast. Be sure to catch the four-phase himself. Even if you ca n’t catch the people behind the scenes, He can't let him continue to be so arrogant. Now that a few old veterans are ready to shoot, it depends on how long the four phases can last. "

"Although the four phases of true monarchs are strong, many real monarchs now join forces with the help of Dixian, which should be solved soon ... I am worried about the back. Solved the four phases of true monarchs, and directed behind the scenes The people must definitely come forward. By the time ... Alas, I did n’t see why the crisis of falling immortals could not be seen in this life. Our biggest opponent in the next 100 years should be the resurrected Dixian. As a result, the crisis did not come so fast . "

"So, where did Wang Lu go? Now in the situation of Qunxian City, what he needs most is his kind of guy with endless ideas."

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"... This plot is really not surprising at all."

In the galaxy vortex, Wang Lu stopped suddenly and shook his hair with a sigh.

In front, the light of the Xiancheng City in the Galaxy Vortex is vaguely visible, and it will be barely there in about an hour. However, as expected, someone had already blocked the road ahead of time.

The black clothes are heavily dyed like ink, and it is the black who has been searching for a long time.

If everything that happened before is regarded as someone's plan, then this part of the plot is simply logical.

Take Emperor Ryu Zun out of the group of immortal cities with the immortality of the fallen fairy, and count the king dance with Zu Zulong. Afterwards, whether Di Zu Zun killed Zu Chi, he smashed the king dance trapped inside, or Wang Wu broke out of the forbidden and broke through the bare feet. The result was the same: the three of Emperor Liuzun, Wang Wu, and Wang Lu were transferred away from the mountain, and the masses of the immortal city were in chaos.

Of course, the most important thing here is definitely Emperor Liu. It is she who can really suppress the scene and make the fallen immortals dare not act rashly. As for Wang Wu, the unpredictable is certainly worthy of fear, but in terms of her enthusiasm for doing things, it is not too threatening. Not to mention Wang Lu. He is indeed a genius, but there are so many people in the fairy city, there is no one who can come up with ideas? Is it really so inseparable from Wang Lu?

But on the other hand, Wang Lu will not be arrogant. For fallen immortals, he must be a nail in his eyes.

If there is no Wang Lu, there will be no hordes of immortals. Without the immortals, Wanxianmeng and the ancient Dixian lost a stage of peaceful dialogue. Afterwards, the black provoked Dixian hurt the killer in the Dabi, and Wang Lu killed to kill, so that things did not get out of control completely.

Will these things be replaced by others? not necessarily. But since it was Wang Lu who came forward to do these things, for Fallen Immortals, naturally he wanted to get rid of them soon. What's more, a monk who can easily break from the peak of Jindan to Yuanying Realm in just over half a year can't be more precautionary.

Now, it is the best time to kill yourself in the bud. Emperor Liuyu couldn't get out of it at all, and there was a mess in the city of immortals. There was only a king dance of Jindan realm beside him ...

If you do n’t kill at this time, when will you wait?

The only surprise is that Black actually appeared in person-although it does not look like a deity, but it is never an avatar that can be discarded at will. I am afraid that there is a true monarchy in strength.

But this is fine.

"Save trouble." Wang Lu chuckled lightly, "End early, go home and rest. Wang Wu, give me a go!"

He is very self-knowledge. In Yuanying Realm, he wants to fight a true junior opponent. That is daydreaming. Only Wang Wu can come in handy.

"I rely on, Xiaolu, you treat me like a dog !?" Wang Wu, while scolding Wang Lu for his lack of conscience, was also polite, and he easily pulled rouge tears and smiled, "Hah, Fairy Sword! "

Wang Lu's lip curled: Look at your greedy face! However, if you think about it carefully, after you have inherited your legacy, after a hundred and fifty years of hard work, you have an empty world to practice, but the poor branch is a sword, and even forced to fight empty-handed when you are down. The iconic green bamboo sword is detrimental to the spirit sword decent ...

Fortunately, although Wang Wu is poor, Wang Lu is rich. There are not many fairy treasures on his body because he doesn't use them well, but the **** costume in the mustard bag is enough to arm his three or five king dances.

However, Wang Wu does n’t seem to have much interest at this time. Perhaps it was a fairy sword rouge tear that made her no longer ask for it. Or maybe she faced an unprecedented strong enemy. Wang Wu could n’t spare her time to blackmail Wang. land.

"Accounts in Qunxian City, it's time to forget it!" Wang Wu said, his face showing a fierce look, the slender rouge tears in his hand suddenly burst into a magnificent red light, shining dazzlingly.

Wang Lu whispered behind her: the phaseless sword technique, the sword light has always been dominated by gold, this red sword light is really rare.

The next moment, greater surprise followed.

Wang Wu made a deafening binge. The sound wave shook Wang Lu and his entire jade house was trembling. Yuan Ying ’s multicolored light flickered ... and this rumbling was only the prelude.

The rouge tears were held high above the head by Wang Wu, and turned into a big mountain in no time!

"Ouch ..."

Suddenly there was a young girl wearing an apricot-yellow gown beside Wang Lu, and she cried in surprise. Wang Luyuguang glanced at it, it was Liang Qiu ......

"Wang Wu, what kind of tricks are you doing? Use the fairy sword to throw the sword spirit out and throw it out !?" Wang Lu was very surprised, but also understood her intention.

Normally speaking, emphasizing light and quick rouge tears, there is no way she used it ... Promoting a two-finger wide sword to hundreds of feet has completely violated the basic principles of rouge tears as the core of the soul Sword Spirit is obviously unable to cooperate.

On the other hand ...

"What kind of tricks do you come up with in such a big battle?" Wang Lu couldn't help but be more confused. Unlike himself, Wang Wu's heart demon can still be carried on his back, and he can't take the initiative to hurt people Restraint is effective for her.

Ca n’t take the initiative to hurt people. What did she do to build a mountain? Do you want to use it as a meteorite and hide yourself in the meteorite and rush back to the city of the fairy?

The next moment, the answer is revealed.

In front of him, Wang Wu's mouth twitched a strange smile.

On the top of the head, the mountain with hundreds of feet shivered undetectably.

In the line of sight, the loose white robe reveals most of the arms of the lotus, like a jade column, with one end up, supporting the high mountains and one end down, and gathered around the woman's round shoulders.

As the mountain trembles, the arms draw a beautiful arc from top to bottom.

The majestic mountains followed, drawing a terrifying arc from top to bottom.

On top of the high mountain, the invisible sword qi that stretched for an unexplained length followed, and the whole space was torn from top to bottom.

In the ears, there was a piercing twisting and cracking sound.

The black shadow blocking the road is silent, and disappears in an instant, as if there is no existence. The aftermath of Jian Qi is not limited, extending all the way to infinity. The stars in the distance tremble and flicker, the stars flicker, and from time to time a small light dims forever after bursting.

The power of a sword makes Xinghai silent. Everything starts in silence and ends in silence.

"A sword breaks the stars!"

In silent silence, such a line suddenly flashed in Wang Lu's mind.

Wang Wu is not the type that shouts out loudly, but this sword ... is really amazing, crushes everything with absolute power, and exerts the beauty of power to the fullest!

As a sword cultivator, Wang Lu could n’t recognize this sword ... maybe compared with Xuan Mo ’s great immortal technique of dividing yin and yang, the power is still quite inferior, but this sword is really close to Dao!

This scene in front of me is a bit beyond imagination. How did this guy practice in 150 years?

But Wang Wu himself did not care about this. After a sword, the rouge tears turned back into a slender look again. Wang Wu smoothly threw it back to Wang Lu, then stretched a long lazy waist.

"Hoo ~ close up and leave."

Wang Lu took the rouge tears and wanted to speak, but did not know what to say.

Since you have nothing to say, do n’t say it. However, at this time.

On the rouge tears, a black mist rose from the blade edge, and suddenly caught Wang Lu's wrist along the hilt!

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