Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 1262: Slaughter and extinction, mortal worship (3)

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Chapter one or two Chapter Sixty-two Extermination Extermination, Ten Thousand Demon Worships (3)

"Wow"

The night opens, the stars are shining brightly, and the sky and the sky are so vast. [Baidu Search: The latest and fastest TXT novel title]

Zhang Fan rises slowly, as far as the extreme, as if the brightest sun star in that starry sky, hands are surrounded, four invisible strengths are drawn away from it, connected to the four golden lights that were released before and inserted into the earth.

"Shoot swish~~"

Four abnormal sounds, like four sharp edges, piercing the earth.

At this time, the four golden lights in the sleeves of Zhang Fan were inserted straight into the earth and entered everyone's sight.

"Eh~~"

In an instant, the sound of suspense arose. Everyone, regardless of the height of cultivation base, felt cold all over the body, as if pointed by hundreds of millions of small swords, and the pores were standing upright.

Long-sighted, the heavens, the earth, and the four poles, each with a sky sword inserted backwards, did not exceed half.

The four-handed swords are obviously inserted backwards into the earth, but somehow, everyone sees a strange feeling in their hearts, as if they saw a divine sword pointing to the heavens and the earth, and the sword spirit was vertical and horizontal, See through everything.

This kind of edge, only in life

This is not the most peculiar. It makes everyone wonder whether the depth of shrewdness is loud, whether they are cultivation base high or low, whether people are far or near, whether they are looking at spiritual sense, flying high for nine days or standing on the ground , The sight is the same.

In other words, no matter what the situation, as long as you look to the four sides, you can see that the four-handed swords are inserted backwards into the earth, just like the end of the sky, the corner of the sea, no difference.

The world is so big that its Promise is the ancient demon **** expert , Can break the void, hold the mountains and the sea, and can’t look at the pole of the sky at one glance, and can’t throw the sword into the pole, let alone today Zhang Fan , The audience is immortal.

The only possibility is that everyone, unconsciously, was brought into a wonderful and unique space by these four heavenly swords, and only then did they feel that way.

"Good sword"

"Unfortunately"

Two sentences and four words that are simple and concise, come from the same person-Changfeng Zhenjun.

He slowly stood up on immortal crane, his hands raised his eyebrows, his eyes retracted from the four-handed sword, and said lightly.

Speaking of "good sword" and not coveting it, talking about "sad" and lacking regret, the blandness is like white water, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

“Eastern Sovereign, the four swords of Ru, the embryo base is excellent, and there is no amount of sword gas in it. The essence of the five essences is quenched. If the true **** is not wrong, it should be based on the handles of the five swords. Refined, right?"

When Changfeng Zhenjun said this, millions of immortals were dumbfounded and looked at Zhang Fan in amazement. [Baidu Search: The latest and fastest TXT novel title]

Zhengfeng Zhenjun has dominated the sword for tens of thousands of years with the method of the heart sword. He has a say in the sword. Even in the era of ancient sword cultivation, he does not know how much sword cultivation expert puts on wine Hand in hand, the five-party Excalibur is no stranger, how could it be misunderstood?

"Why is Eastern Sovereign really refining the handles of the five-party swords into these four sword embryos?"

This question shocked everyone so dizzy that they couldn't help themselves.

What is the prestige of the Five Sides Excalibur, and who has never heard of it? This kind of treasure was turned into a sword embryo by Zhang Fan, which is all lightened by the four words of violent death.

The sword embryo is the sword embryo. How can it be compared with the natural **** like the Wufang Excalibur? This is not an outrage, what is it?

Zhengfeng Zhenjun can ignore the rest of the people and other people’s thoughts. He looked at Zhang Fan and continued: "However, Ben Zhenjun has a problem, I don’t know if Eastern Sovereign can teach one or two?"

"Oh, the real king might as well come."

Zhang Fan glanced at the bitter old man and said leisurely.

The breath of the three old men in bitter silence, with the skill of these few sentences, has skyrocketed to a terrible point, with the breath and the spirit strength wave theory on the body, the three are in one, and even overshadowed the real wind. Jun.

What’s more scary is that, as if there is no limit, you can’t keep climbing.

Seeing them like this, the breeze Daojun, thunder fire, and the old rabbit corpse abandoned are all frowned, knowing that this bitter and sorrowful old man knows that he will die, he has no scruples, and urged the dead Yuanyang to Unprecedented extreme.

"Ah, ah, people are not afraid of death, and God has to make three points. Now that these three old monsters, Lord Rabbit looks scared."

The old rabbit didn't know when it appeared beside Thunderfire and Jiufengfeng, and he was very emotional. After a pause, he took a carrot and poke the thunder fire, said: "Xiao Lei, tell Lord Ye, the same way when these three lunatics haunt you?"

"Xiaolei?" Thunderfire convulsed for a while, a purple face was a little bluish, and finally shook his head helplessly, saying: "No, it is only 60% to 70% at best."

"If at that time, the three old masters of bitterness and sorrow had such strength, plus Changfeng Zhenjun and a group of spirit swords, the spirit sages that bitter sorrow sect invited to help the fist, I’m afraid it would be..."

At this point, Thunderfire's face is even more ugly.

He still doesn’t understand. The three old men of the Quiet Battle are obviously dead. If it is not for staying up to now, to fight against the Eastern Sovereign in full swing, if the three of them are completely out of the game, they will not succeed. Nine Provinces Spirit Transformation I don’t know Will be left a few long sleep in spirit strength Changhe.

"That's right."

The old rabbit didn’t seem to see Thunder’s face at all, frowning and saying, “It’s strange, Eastern Sovereign is also a little monster. Why is it so honest with Changfeng’s old fox this time?”

There are also doubts about Thunderfire, and so is Breeze Daojun. All the cultivator who are standing beside Zhang Fan are wondering why he didn’t hurry up, but let the three old men of bitterness improve their strength.

I don’t know if Changfeng Zhenjun is really curious, or in order to delay the time for the preparation of the final battle of the three old brothers of Ku Ji, I saw his long eyebrow shaking and said in his mouth: "The four handles Although it is good, there is no charm, no spirit in it, but it is just an empty shell."

"With Eastern Sovereign, you can refine the Wufang Excalibur, infuse Way of tools and Kendo cultivation base with unlimited sword energy, and make such mistakes if you don’t make them properly."

"Can Eastern Sovereign solve the doubts of this god?"

The words of Changfeng Zhenjun again caused an uproar.

As I said before, it has already made everyone feel a sense of grief, and now it is heard that it is semi-finished products, empty shells, and that kind of doubt suddenly climbed to the top.

"Which person like Eastern Sovereign would do such a stupid thing, there must be a mystery in it, but I don’t know if Eastern Sovereign will answer that long wind true monarch." Many people flashed such thoughts in their hearts, and then thought most of them were not Yes, but I can't help but look at the two people who are staring at each other in the sky, looking forward to the answer of Zhang Fan.

For a time, Lian Qi climbed, gradually overwhelming the bitterness of the audience, and was forgotten.

"A good long wind true monarch is indeed not good for each other." Zhang Fan shook his head secretly in his heart, and at the same time reached out take action, pointing to the four-handed heavenly sword, said loudly: "The long wind true monarch has good eyesight, this The four swords are indeed not fully refined, but..."

Speaking of this, he paused, and everyone’s attention, regardless of the enemy, was immediately drawn to him.

"Today, there were a lot of demon kings in the ancient times, and later the masters of the Heart Sword and the Sorrow Sect, came to my Dharma Idol Sect gate, and the Nine Provinces Spirit Transformation with great contributions to the world came to join in the celebration, plus millions of listeners, so grand , A rare encounter in 100,000 years"

The sound of Zhang Fan resounded between heaven and earth. The millions of immortal dharma idol gatekeepers, many of whom heard the emotions and could not be themselves, only felt that they could participate in this event, which was enough to boast of a lifetime.

"Such a god-given event is almost impossible to repeat, just let this Zhang practice a sword formation to commemorate."

"Sure, the sword formation is 10%, power is destined, even if it is this Zhang, its strength is not good or bad."

"Fortunately, it’s such a great event, there are three old people in bitterness, the true monarch of the wind, all the spirits in the upper realm...all are heroes of the moment, the heroes of the world, and they are expected to step up in the sword formation and find the lack It is also an elegant thing to fill in the leaks."

......

Color cloud rendering, glazed color enhancement, sky light cloud shadow, sun, moon, star light... In any case, it cannot cover Dharma Idol Sect mountain gate, the sky-high killing, stagnation like steel suppression.

In this case, Zhang Fan spoke this out, and there was no edge in between words, but everyone heard in their ears, they felt a boundless pride in it, and the endless killing intent could not be covered.

"...Practice a sword formation... I hope you will get into a sword formation..."

Unconsciously, everyone filtered the words of Zhang Fan, and only this one was loud and loud.

In an instant, millions of immortals, enemy Spirit Transformation, Changfeng Zhenjun... all changed their faces.

Zhang Fan is tantamount to saying that he is going to sacrifice a sword formation on the spot, kill the three elders, exterminate the spirit fairy, and defeat the long wind.

What kind of pride is this, what kind of self-confidence, dare to use half-finished sword array, while slashing the powerful enemy, while perfecting formation technique?

The face of Changfeng Zhenjun sank little by little, and a pair of long eyebrows twitched slightly, showing a bit of emotion.

He has been living with the human spirit Immortal World for tens of thousands of years. How could anyone dare to despise him so much, even with the law of bitter silence in his heart, it was a bit overwhelming.

"Call~"

The wind rose at first, disturbing the pair of long-feng Zhenjun's pair of **** and long eyebrows. He stared deeply at Zhang Fan, and his right hand was on his chest, forming a sword finger.

——Heart Sword Hold

"Eastern Sovereign, for tens of thousands of years, Ben Zhenjun hasn’t wanted to kill a person like this, and he can’t suppress it. Even Peacock Minglun King hasn’t let Ben Shenjun move his sword again.

"How about your sword formation, this **** is the leader, I hope you will not let me down."

The voice of Changfeng Zhenjun has just fallen, and the bitter three old men seem to have received some signals. With a "boom", the whole body is filled with blood, and the pressure of the whole body has climbed to the extreme, divided into three directions, Pushed towards the divine ability tree.

In an instant, the sky spirit qi converged, and three colorful swords swept across.

Sorrows of the Aged~IndoMTL.com~ Incarnation of Heart Sword, the horror storm of destroy the Heavens and extinguish the Earth, swept the world.

As the center of the three-handed destroying heart sword edge, Zhang Fan leisurely stepped into the four directions, and formed a sword finger, writing in the void, as if singing in the mouth, spitting into beads:

"I have four swords and separate four poles."

"Swords also have spirits, and they have their own names, nicknames: Zhu, kill, trap, kill"

ps: The second is more~~call, it's still more than ten minutes late, really... speechless~~

No more nonsense, no one in the world, like Zhang Fan, slaps, kills, traps, utterly cut off everything, after all, there is force majeure, everyone is the same, more than me~~

Just do your best~~ I still have to say that I will update at the same time tomorrow, I must do it

Also, ask for the monthly ticket again. It’s burst, it’s a bit numb~ It must be back~~

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