Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation Chapter 889: Changes
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The sword came out, and the black sword glow formed an unmatched long rainbow, sweeping out. {学 ww.o.cm}
The five-foot-long Tianbing sword, Han Mang leaping, and the World behind Yan Thirteen, all darkened, with no vitality.
Under the Tianlu Shenquan Abyss, there is a stone of origin, and there is almost an extinct vitality, but under the sword of Yan Thirteen, all vitality is briefly cut off.
Even the spring water of golden has become a bit bleak, with a look of being angry.
sword glow is unmatched, stretched quickly, the black sword light is condensed and thick, which contains the will to kill, Changhong is over, myriad things is extinguished, Tian Yi is darkened.
All the martial arts around were taken aback, not expecting Yan Thirteen ’s killing Sword Dao, with Tian Bingjian being able to exert such a powerful power.
Only Emperor Wuque/perfect looks slightly changed, it seems to be expected that softly said: "Retreat."
Thirteen, the Protoss warrior who is about to face up, has a burst of brilliance at his feet, a flash shield, and quickly retreat.
The white-haired woman beside Emperor Wuque/perfect jumped into the air and flashed ahead. The golden light shone in the eyebrows, countless unreal figures behind appeared, kneeling down on the ground, singing a variety of praise poems in a low voice.
In the Vault of Heaven, a holy radiance falls, and the white-haired woman is enveloped in it, making her temperament look unpretentious, like a goddess.
Glorious Saint Ge!
The white-haired woman, stretched her hand a little, and the mental power in Sea of Consciousness surged out. Formed together, the holy Changge, which contained the glorious will, hit the black sword glow from the front Yan Thirteen.
Boom!
The glorious will and the will to kill are quickly put together at this moment, and a golden water column with a length of 100 meters erupts immediately in the Divine Spring.
golden's Saint Ge, a little dissipated, but finally blocked Yan Thirteen's imposing black sword glow, when all the vision disappeared.
Emperor Wuque/perfect calmly said: "Yan Thirteen, your killing Sword Dao is not yet complete, can't pass that level of your state of mind, how can you make trouble in vain."
Yan Thirteen glanced at the white-haired woman in front and smiled silently: "Emperor Wuque/perfect, you are really interesting, why do n’t you dare to fight me. Knowing that I never kill women, I dare to be so brazen. Is it? "
In the depths of Emperor Wuque/perfect ’s eyes, the brilliance of Endless is gleaming and looming, which makes people feel unfathomable. He looks up and says: “Since I know your weakness, why should I do anything more, you and me There will be a battle sooner or later, but not now. "
"Your killing Sword Dao is not yet complete, and the match with the Tianbing Sword has just begun. Are you sure you are sure to fight full power with me?"
Deep eyes, endless brilliance, Emperor Wuque/perfect seems to be able to grasp the hearts of everyone.
Strong people do not know the depth of strength, he does not have take action from beginning to end, but it makes people feel an unprecedented pressure.
The woman standing in front of Yan Thirteen, the brilliance of her body extinguishes nonstop, the breath of holiness, and the lingering escape.
The golden light shines in the heart of the eyebrows, the brilliance of will, waved out round by round, and the pool of water at the foot gently ripples.
Slender St. Ge, around her up and down, can always block Yan Thirteen at any time take action.
Yan Thirteen took the sword back to her sheath, fluttered gently, and returned to the place where she was before. Cross-legged soaking in the pool water, she continued to absorb the essence of Shenquan and ignored other things.
Other Human Race warriors, could not help look at each other in dismay, even Yan Thirteen was resigned by Emperor Wuque/perfect, will they still have a chance?
Three Thousand Great Realms, the Protoss is in charge of one thousand major Worlds, more than half of all other tribes. Since the fall of Azure Emperor, after thousands of years, the Protoss once again developed into Peak.
This powerful race from Foreign Territory has once again revealed its ambitions. It is not a day or two to suppress other races in Kunlun Realm.
An Junxi and others are not unknown. The name of the emperor Wuque/perfect has long been heard. This **** clan's peerless genius is the strongest **** son of the Qianshen religion since the past.
In the young generation of the Protoss, it has unparalleled prestige, and it is a well-deserved leader of the young generation.
That Thirteen is a Protoss warrior, and all of them are genius warriors of the Protoss, but in front of the Emperor Wuque/perfect, they are not dissatisfied.
These scenes are difficult to see in other ethnic groups. Taking Human Race as an example, the three Holy Childs have a high reputation. It is still far from being able to convince An Junxi, Shui Lingling and others.
Now Emperor Wuque/perfect wants to chase them away, it is really a bit overwhelming.
Emperor Wuque/perfect glanced lightly and said: "Don't you go yet, time is limited, don't kill my patience."
Bai Wuxue's coldly glanced at Emperor Wuque/perfect. As soon as he gritted his teeth, he left the place first, and An Junxi shook his head and left helplessly.
Soon, apart from San Holy Child and Yan Thirteen, Xiao Chen and Shui Lingling left.
Shui Lingling flipped her hand, and Zi Ling bow appeared in her left hand, appeared in her right hand, a fiery red arrow never seen before, glamorous.
Emperor Wuque/perfect looked slightly, and said, "Shui Lingling, are you going to fight against me?"
Shui Lingling smiled softly: "The Protoss is amazing. There are not one thousand Protoss warriors who have died under my arrows in these years. There are no more than one thousand and five hundred. I do n’t mind if I was bloodied today."
"Kill."
Emperor Wuque/perfect said indifferently, not much.
The Thirteen, the Protoss warrior, took a step up neatly. The long sword of golden was sheathed again, and the giant Sword Qi was reassembled and formed.
The loud hymn makes the **** pattern spread on the giant Sword Qi, immortal is immortal, lasing, and the scattered Sword Qi cuts the lake water below in half.
Shui Lingling's face sank, her bow was pulled, and the Flame Will began to rise a little bit, and a group of Xuanyang real fire wrapped the entire body.
"Sister Grandmaster, let me come!"
Xiao Chen, who kept her both eyes tightly closed and exudes a touch of luster, refused to waste any point of cultivation time, suddenly opened both eyes and said lightly.
Looking at the flying giant Golden Sword Qi, the Dragon Roar tactic quickly runs in the body, and Azure Dragon Martial Soul at Dantian jumps out.
It quickly spread inside the chest cavity and merged with Xiao Chen ’s true yuan to form a azure color Dragon Shadow swimming in the chest cavity quickly.
A huge force slowly accumulates, and my chest seems to explode at any time.
Sea of Consciousness is boiling, with constant energy consumed, Xiao Chen roared at the flying Golden giant Sword Qi.
The surging Dragon Roar contains Xiao Chen's spiritual power, forming a Vortex, which immediately diffused out. Bang Bang Bang, sound waves swept up, the rise of the water surface, wave after wave of water curtain.
The flying Golden Sword Qi, the first of which, the sacred lines formed by the spiritual power on it immediately shattered.
Humbling, giant Sword Qi, a little dissipation. After flying to Xiao Chen and Shui Lingling, the dissipated Shadowless disappeared and no longer existed.
Under the roar, the giant Sword Qi, which caused headaches for warriors of all races, was easily broken.
The sound of Long Xiao still did n’t disperse, and the remnant sounds kept making the Thirteen famous Protoss warrior feel a headache. body could n’t help but take a big step towards retreat.
"Dragon Roar tips!"
All the Protoss warriors changed their faces, and they looked at Xiao Chen inconceivably, with a trace of fright in their eyes.
Dragon Roar tactics, the martial arts created by Azure Emperor personally at that time, brought a heavy blow to the Protoss. Ten thousand years later, it was still not forgotten by the Protoss.
Without him, because of this martial art, the trauma brought to the Protoss at that time was too fatal.
It is likely said it was this martial art that only allowed the protoss in the Peak period to dare not act rashly in front of Dragon Sect led by Azure Emperor.
The emperor Wuque/perfect, who has always been calm, looked down, and said, "Kill him!"
Thirteen, a Protoss warrior, jumped out of the first three, roared, and the chant of Endless sounded, each exhibiting a remote Distant Legend blasting towards Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen coldly smiled, jumped into the air, and the Quartet World also sounded a loud hymn, but it was Xiao Chen ’s own legend.
Boom!
Fisting against each other, the three men broke down with one touch and spit out a bit of Fresh Blood, which was directly knocked away by Distant Legend by Xiao Chen, and flew into a panic.
"How is it possible for him to perform the Protoss martial arts skills, even better than the Protoss itself."
The warriors of all the ethnic groups around were surprised to see this scene, what happened to unknown.
Emperor Wuque/perfect raised his eyebrows, this white warrior, once again exceeded his expectations today.
Sitting silently, sitting cross-legged while the emperor Wuque/perfect suddenly stood up, his white hair danced without wind, slowly turning into golden.
The powerful momentum of Shenwei spreads out, and the water below it rotates uncontrollably, forming a terrifying Vortex.
Emperor Wuque/perfect has decided to personally take action, everyone can not help but look dignified, Emperor Wuque/perfect few take action in recent years.
Every time take action, the opponent has no accidents, the ending is extremely miserable. The name of Emperor Wuque/perfect in Kunlun Realm is not said by mouth.
In fact, in this respect, World is a genius. If there is no real strong strength, as the bottom, who will be forced to withdraw from the emperor Wuque/perfect in three words.
hong long long!
At this moment, the entire Kunlun Mountain began to shake violently. Between Vault of Heaven, there were sounds more intense than thunder.
The space is shaking, the sky is shaking, and there are cracks on the ground appeared.
The warriors of all ethnic groups were suspended in the air, and with a bang, without any resistance, they fell heavily onto the ground.
Such a vision is obviously not done by Emperor Wuque/perfect It is likely, even the Grandmaster-class Wu Sheng ca n’t do it.
"What's going on!"
Everyone is unclear. So, some terrified self-talk.
With a move in Xiao Chen's heart, all around looked around for a while, and indeed the mysterious figure of swordsman Duan Yi didn't know where to go.