Archfiend Chapter 835: : Protecting the country artifact (1)

Every step, as if the sky is going to break, like an invisible giant wandering. But the most eye-catching thing is the Panlong sword in his hand.

That's not a real sword.

It is a sword made of pure and extremely spiritual energy. There were a series of magnificent talisman, and every spiritual energy turned into a small golden dragon, obviously without spiritual power, but it made people feel trembling.

The hairs stood up one by one, and Xu Yangyi took a deep breath, and the seven stars in his hand quickly began to divination.

The mountains and rivers are nowhere to be doubted, and there is another spring in the dark?

What is the result?

The greatest weapon in the virtual infant realm is a trace of Nascent Soul's might. However, after the transformation of the flower in the mirror, he is not afraid of Nascent Soul's pressure. Regarding his own strength, although his spiritual power has been squandered now, but... his real strong is physical cultivation. Now it is definitely not without the power of a battle, unless there is a super magic weapon powerful enough to kill him remotely.

Where did the "suspicious way?" come from

"Don't you ask who would dare to fight?!" In the gusty wind, Liu Mingyang stepped into the sky, his golden aura made him look like a god, his body was pure gold, and his beard and hair spread all over him. Thousands of miles away staring at Xu Yangyi like blood: "I will fight you personally!"

This child must be killed, otherwise the True Martial Realm's defeat at Qingcheng Mountain will be in sight!

As soon as the voice fell, a golden sea burst out all over his body, ten thousand golden lights spread out, and a monstrous sword light slashed towards Xu Yangyi.

The sword light shook the sky, the sky was divided into two halves by this golden light instantly, forming a sword aura visible to the naked eye, pulling out a pure golden curtain, among the sword aura, countless golden dragons coiled around, and everything turned into nothingness.

The sky is killing intent, and the stars are moving. The earth is killing intent, the dragon and the snake rise on the land, the people are killing intent, and the world is repetitive.

The magnificent golden curtain of "brushing" opened in front of Xu Yangyi's eyes. It was a stalwart and vast Golden Dragon enchantment. His pupils shrank suddenly, and finally understood what this hexagram meant.

What Liu Mingyang is carrying is not an ordinary magic weapon, but a spiritual treasure! No... the country protector!

One of the foundations of the Dajin Dynasty!

Ninety-nine percent of any artifacts that protect the country are imperial artifacts, only those of the true founding king, and they are extremely important treasures. Only in a few hundred years, thousands of years will become an artifact of protecting the country. For example, Liu Bang's Snake Sword-Chi Xiao.

"Swipe!" The sword light skyrocketed, like Moses' water-dividing rod, the middle of the battlefield was instantly divided by this sword light into a terrifying blank space of three meters wide and more than 20,000 meters long. The people in the middle have all disappeared, and even the mists of the mountains are full.

He didn't hesitate to use the Vermillion Bird to linger and soar above the sky, forming a giant gate of flames, followed by a loud noise. His figure was completely swallowed by golden light in an instant.

"Boom!!!"

The fire moves the stars and land, and the clouds rise out of Dinghu. A majestic pressure that has never been felt erupted in an instant! Incomparably ancient, incomparably magnificent. There was a muffled sound almost without suspense, he was too late to vomit blood, and his body was already full of blood, and he was instantly chopped up 30,000 meters!

There is a thrilling blood line in the sky.

Liu Mingyang's eyes are like a dragon, and his chest rises sharply. With this sword, he slashes the earth to the ground, and quickly steps on the snow without a trace, not to mention the golden core...Even Yuan Ying can't react! In the Dajin Dynasty, apart from the Sima line, only the prime minister could wield three swords. Each sword will consume his hundred years of life.

The golden light all over his body quickly dimmed, but he clenched his teeth, his sword slanted, and his voice sounded like Huang Zhong Dalu: "The Liu family, the prime minister of the Jin Dynasty, is now at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain!"

The sound spreads for hundreds of miles.

There was a buzzing in Xu Yangyi's mind, never expected that Suspected Road was actually a blow to the protector of the country. He hasn't died yet, but under this sword, his whole body has been cracked, bones can be seen deeply, and patches of blood have dyed him red.

Can't fall!

He wanted to turn over and jump up, but as soon as he moved, the bones all over his body creaked, as if completely shattered, and the pain was unbearable. This sword is as fast as the speed of light, completely ignoring his aura shield, ignoring all his defenses, and directly killing his body. He has never had the concept of being hit tens of thousands of meters in the same realm and being seriously injured.

Can't fall... Never fall now! This is the last breath of Zhenwu Realm's first attack! The entire expeditionary army of the Dajin Dynasty relied on this to support it, and against it, they will gather such a strong morale next time, at least half a year, or even a year later!

Gritting his teeth, the remaining spiritual power was transported throughout his body. He couldn't even speak. This sword was too strong, and it was so strong that it was beyond this realm. He was afraid of letting out his last breath as soon as he opened his mouth. Apart from repairing the whole body, the only remaining spiritual power was all mobilized in the sky.

"Who dares to fight!" Liu Mingyang was like a mad tiger, his sword crushed the Qingcheng, Emperor Huanghuang rushed into the sky, the dignified **** of mighty power. However, just before his sentence was over, Xu Yangyi, who was like a meteor on the horizon, suddenly burst into flames.

"Boom!!" As if in response to his invitation, a crimson sparrow rose into the sky.

Below, the ocean of tens of millions of monks is silent.

The silver man flies, a group of dragons meet in the sea, and a vermilion bird rushes into the sky. At this moment, the scene stopped, and there was no sound.

Not dead?

Liu Mingyang looked at the Suzaku in the sky in amazement. He was slashed tens of thousands of meters away with the sword of the protector of the country, but he was not dead yet? !

Why don't you die! !

Because of you...because of you! The Queen of Jin is trapped, and millions of troops are blocked at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain. How immortal you are!

"Push!" He suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and waved the artifact of the town, which hurt him too much. However, as the prime minister at this moment, he has no reason to back down. There was even a sense of great enlightenment in his heart.

"Lymphomania..." He looked at the center of the golden dragon with red eyes, and a sentence floated from between his teeth: "How many years have it been..."

"For so many years, no one has let the truth experience this feeling..."

"This kind of heartfelt sense of life and immortality..."

"Today...you did it..." He took a deep breath, shaking the golden dragon sword in his hand, hissing: "So..."

"The truth, give you a death!"

"Swipe!" The second sword struck out, and a golden line suddenly appeared between heaven and earth. It's like the first light between heaven and earth when the sun was born.

The Tianmen opened the golden key according to the appointment, and the jade rainbow hung on the vast cloud road.

I don’t know how many tens of thousands of miles or even a hundred thousand miles have spread. As if cutting the sky in half. What's more terrifying is that with this sword that tried his best, Liu Mingyang, whose aura had weakened just now, suddenly charged upward!

The realm of the virtual infant... Until now, it was only a layer of paper to pierce the Yuan Ying.

Xu Yangyi has become the biggest karma in his heart, and he wants to realize his cause and effect.

"Boom boom boom..." With a sword open to the sky, countless golden light bursts out of the gold thread, surrounding Xuyang Yi for 10,000 meters, the space seems to be sprinted by an infinite sword, and more and more complicated gold threads appear, covering That piece of sky, everything is turned into powder.

This skillful sword finally brought the military spirit that was on the verge of collapse in Zhenwu Realm back to its peak.

On the battlefield, in the sky, on the floating boat, I don’t know how many black figures quietly knelt to the ground, the strong wind brought by a sword blew a banner with Zhenwu written on it, half a second later, the entire Qingcheng Mountain Before, all echoed with the roar of Hysteria.

"Go in! Help!!" "Zhenwu will win! It will break Qingcheng!!" "It will be done in one battle! Today, I must break the Taoist gate!!" "Kill!! Retreat!"

At the back, it has gathered into a magnificent sound.

The only voice, the only confidence, converged into a single sentence.

"Zhenwu Wansheng!!!"

"Swipe Lala!" The mountain mist was shaken by the roar of millions of people, and the endless birds were startled, forming a dark tide.

The handover of the two armies was originally pushed back by the white wave, and the canine teeth crossed forward. A general covered in blood pressed his visor, took the lead, and turned himself into a shock: "Conquering the Southern Army! Follow the old man!!"

"The prime minister personally came out! The state-protecting artifact was dispatched! If I don't set foot in Qingcheng today, what will I have to wait to see the ancestors and ancestors!!"

On a huge floating boat, a woman trembled as she watched the opening scene in the sky. Turning around abruptly, his voice was hoarse and sharp: "Conquering the Northern Army! Go in with this palace!! The flagship does not retreat, no one can retreat!!"

Behind her, there is an endless beasthead flying boat, a black flag, and the blood-red Zhenwu word is waving in the wind.

"Kill!!!" The screams of landslides and cracks resounded through the gate of Qingcheng Mountain. The situation that had just fallen from one side was finally taken back by Zhenwu Realm. Countless Kuroshio tsunamis rushed towards Qingcheng.

No one can retreat in this battle, and no one wants to retreat.

"Face the enemy!!!" In the white camp, countless flags were erected, and millions of flying swords volleyed out to face the rushing waves without any retreat. Black and white once again turned into a gorgeous color of death.

On the edge of the sky, Xu Yangyi bit his lips with blood. All around were terrifying sword auras, and every Dao had the power of Yuan Ying. However, he was not injured again, just outside him, a long golden river has firmly surrounded him.

Soul Shou.

However...He who is at the center of the soul guard faces a feeling that the sky will fall. The "Kakaka" soul guard has burst out wailing, the power of the imperial weapon, the power of the protector of the country, even if Liu Mingyang is not able to exert his full strength, it is not his current state to contend~IndoMTL.com~The shock wave of terror, He directly knocked him into the air again, as if being hit by a giant hammer, he felt that all the bones in his chest should have been shattered, inserted into his lungs, and the blood from the corners of his mouth flowed out without money.

However, he never thought of retreating.

As Liu Mingyang is now the banner of Zhenwu Realm, he is the banner of the earth! He has no thoughts of retreating at all, he can stand, and he will stand until the last moment!

And... the golden Reaper couldn't allow him to evade at all.

Just in front, Liu Mingyang screamed up to the sky, turning into a golden beam and rushing straight forward, not cutting off the opponent's head here, and not watching him die, he couldn't feel at ease!

"You are not dead yet!!" His eyes turned crimson, that kind of obsession, that kind of obsession, made his heart suddenly cheerful, and as he rushed forward, his cultivation base rose steadily. But he couldn't feel it himself, the Panlong Sword exhausted all his strength and swung the last sword.

"Off."

As soon as it struck out, in the absolute dead zone surrounding Xu Yangyi, there was a drum in the morning and evening.

"When..."

Clear, softly moaning, but resounding in everyone's heart.

A figure appears in the field, no matter from any angle, you cannot see his face, only the back. The golden aura swept across the sky, giving a radiant golden light across a radius of thousands of miles, and an infinite imperial prestige instantly covered the entire space.

The whole body is full of gold, and the dragon robe emperor crown, as if waking up from a big dream, and like a thousand years of drunk.

"Sand..." His hand slowly lifted, and Liu Mingyang's sword floated uncontrollably. In the next second, with a light press of his hand, the golden sword crashed down.

Drunk lying on the knee of the beauty, awake the sword of killing.

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Finally finished running, today I recover 2 more...I am exhausted to death...

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