Imperial God Emperor: 0612, The Second Sword of San Jiang Zhenqing Jiang (2)
This kind of chaos is chaotic, and it is similar to a dying and struggling game. It is like the end of a crossbow. Flowing Light City Human Race, who is eager to pay attention to the situation in mid-air, is frightened, even afraid to blink.
Oh!
A phantom in the dark cloud suddenly stretched out a half of the long spear essence, with a half-meter-long gun head and feet, a sharp cold light and a long drive straight into the shoulder of Ye Qingyu.
A fist-sized hole in the mouth appears above the left shoulder of Ye Qingyu.
That's it!
Oh!
Ye Qingyu slashed the sword, Sword Qi was submerged into the dark cloud, and there was still no movement, but there was a ripple in the dark cloud.
Sure enough!
Ye Qingyu eyes Flashed.
Between the electric light and flint, the weight of the dark cloud and the Demon Spider Race expert long spear of his battle alternated between reality and reality. They continued to strike directly, spitting the Ye Qingyu blood column, and blood holes burst out.
咻咻 咻.
Ye Qingyu is like a numbness machine that is caught in the eyes of the sea of destruction and has no known pain.
He kept looking for the right time, and cut it out into the shadow of the void at the moment when the violent and direct hit of long spear substantially penetrated his body.
Countless Sword Qi floods and cross currents, and the surrounding black cloud surge stirs like waves.
It seems that Space-Time is still, and it seems that the galaxy already in the cosmic starry sky has operated thousands of times.
After a few dozen breaths.
A dark cloud that was only rippling with ripples after suffering thousands of chopped Sword Qi finally began to condense into a thin ice-like substance, and the cracks in the substance spread like a spider web.
Heavens and stars.
A Demon Spider Race expert with a long spear in his hand was frightened, Aura was disordered, and blood leaked from the corners of his mouth.
This Sword Qi, which is constantly sweeping like a world, has only suffered a slight damage to him.
And the next moment he immediately recovery steadily Aura, the shock in the body gradually stabilized.
The opposite.
Ye Qingyu Aura is weak, bathing in blood, as if immersed in a pool of blood.
Every scar is scarred and crisscrossed, and many wounds that burst after the earthquake can be seen with bone and blood flowing across it.
His body flickered slightly.
In Flowing Light City, everyone burst into tears and burst into tears.
Like Ye Qingyu, which was tragically lingering after being stunned, this lonely and faint figure now looks extremely tall and extremely tragic in the eyes of all Human Race.
Through these thousands of confrontations in exchange for injuries, Ye Qingyu clearly felt the mystery of this formation.
The 50 experts of each party seem to have nothing to do with each other. In fact, the energy is gathered. Any expert contains the power of Cultivation Base and yuan qi which are common to their fifty experts.
If they are attacked, they will spread the trauma to fifty people, even if they are hit hard.
In this way, no matter how severe the injury is, the fifty people in the dark are just like the slightest flesh wound.
So even if I am tied into a big funnel, I am afraid that I can only hurt the fur. I cannot move the origin of this formation ...
formation's wheezing Ye Qingyu is swift and slightly breathing, revealing a trace of exhaustion in his eyes.
This situation has let the fifty Demon Spider Race expert who are constantly changing their shape in the void of the universe stars breathe a sigh of relief.
...
Time passes.
Ye Qingyu turned into blood.
His body was covered with flesh and blood, and his injuries were as if he had been delayed. As if under split second, his body was torn apart.
The Demon Spider Race prince violently watching from a distance, breathes a sigh of relief.
The array of Demon Spider Race expert is slightly relaxed.
The northeast star interval.
"Well ... you're dead ..." A sly, insidious laugh came out.
In the large array, the demon spider general Ba Che, who had previously questioned Tongwen, looked at the situation in front of him. The sight of the winning ticket was holding, at this time, it was difficult to conceal the ecstasy in his heart, and a slight and weird sent out in the shadow of weight Weird smile.
Now!
Ye Qingyu eyes have Flashed.
He suddenly exploded, and between the light and flint, a sharp and sharp sword light suddenly struck out.
white glow is here!
This sword is his true full power urged opinion.
Jianguang is like a moonlight, more solid than before, and the more aggressive Sword Qi swept away from the dark clouds transmitted by sound/noise.
After paying a whole body of injury, he waited for the moment when Demon Spider Race expert was slightly relaxed, and the flaws were exposed in formation.
As soon as the words come out, the flaws of formation also appear.
That idiot!
"All die for me!"
Ye Qingyu stopped drinking like a fairy.
This sword condenses not only the peak power of King Sword Technique, but also the Limitless divine way five forbidden moments that erupted between his eyes flashing!
Distant.
As a cloud of cotton-like black clouds, the Sword Qi swept by laser arcs broke a Sword Qi crack across hundreds of meters.
The dazzling white edgy time illuminates the vast sea of the universe, and the black clouds and mists are instantly to vanish.
The sword is approaching, and the momentum is as if smashing and dying, stirs the storm, and the dark night begins to change color. The entire formation is split into two.
"What?"
"This power ..."
"Not good ..."
"Hey ..."
The array of Demon Spider Race expert was exclaimed for a moment, an unprecedented sense of danger, and instantly fell on them, just like what ancient times Warcraft was staring at, like a horror, as if on the back.
But already has no time to respond.
Jianguang thundered and stopped.
Boom!
Extinction.
Death is coming.
Everywhere Sword Qi reaches, everything is near annihilation.
The original entrenched array, in this split second, is like a sand bar under a flash flood, and it is instantly destroyed.
Flesh flesh.
The bones are overcast.
More than thirty Demon Spider Race expert, like the kind of ashes of a fire, were killed by a sword in that instant.
Leave only dozens of Demonic Qi floating in the gap between clouds and waves, such as light smoke.
The sky was torn by Jianguang into a crack that had not healed for a long time, like a scar on the sky.
Sino is silent.
Heaven and Earth is silent.
Between Heaven and Earth is full of sight.
How could this happen?
What will happen?
What power is that sword?
This reversal turned all the onlookers into a shock, terrifying.
Everyone looks back at Ye Qingyu.
Ye Qingyu stands in the void.
Because of this sudden burst of sword, his whole body's wound burst suddenly.
Blood spewed out from countless wounds on his body, the bones were broken in some blood holes with deep visible bones, and the flesh was blurry, like a dying man taken out of a blood lake. .
Even his body started to shake, as if split second, it would fall from the sky.
Flowing Light City upstairs.
Chen Zhengliang first reacted from extreme shock.
He was out of control under his excitement, his yuan qi skyrocketed, and some wounds that had not had time to fully recover against Tun Tian cracked and oozed, and several bloodstains on his plaque gradually stained.
His eyes are hard to conceal ecstasy, and his heart is constantly evolving complex emotions that are extremely touched and guilty.
"I, as the guardian of the Flowing Light City ordered by my uncle, was so incompetent at this time, I could only stand on the city wall and watch the sky run out of blood Cultivation Base fight with blood." Chen Zhengliang almost broke his teeth, his heart was like Suppressed by a mountain that made him breathless.
Ling Xiaoran has a solemn and solemn face, and the wolf pen in his hand exudes a strange cloud of blood and red smoke at this time. The right finger of his hand holding the pen is clear, and the blue veins appear. He seems to be pressing the anger in his heart.
He asked himself to protect the civilians in Flowing Light City. He spared no effort, but the Human Race compatriots who sacrifice themselves and stubbornly resisted in front of him made him feel shocked, admired, and even sighed.
Heng Yuge's eyes were full of tears in her eyes, and she pinched her hands to make two silver pieces.
The scar gold on the far left is still silent. He put his hands on the fence of the tower, and the fence under his palm has been crushed by huge palms and shattered with cracks, like crushed tofu residue.
Zheng Lao, who was behind Scarkin, was already out of energy. He was sitting against the wall. He grasped the placket of his chest with his right hand, revealing the same shock and admiration in his eyes, regret and guilt in his heart.
Only Hu bugui, the look is relatively calm.
Although he looks very dignified, in his eager and severe eyes, he faintly reveals a trust.
That's the trust of this good brother who was born to death, loved the wine, rejoiced, and revenge.
That's the recognition of the Heaven Wasteland Human Race ability and Cultivation Base after seeing the tea garden battle, the Tempest Platform chaos, and the countless battles in flight, and the strange scene of Cultivation in Underground Moon Palace.
Distant.
On the clearing below the tower.
The tens of thousands of Human Race spontaneously converging at this time all looked diligently into the sky.
"Mom, is he about to die?" A young woman wrapped in a coat that did not fit her body in her arms, sound/noise asked her mother with a trembling trembling.
The young woman's face was full of tears, and she couldn't bear it.
He gently held the child's head in his arms to his shoulders and shook it gently, indeed, slightly over his head, and he did not dare to look at the blood spurting in the air.
The men, women, and children standing densely beside her, at this time also had tears in their eyes, their eyes were somber, as if to pay utmost respect to the figure in front of them.
Just then-
Upstairs.
"Brothers of Heaven! Let me help you!"
"And me!"
Ling Xiaoran and Chen Zhengliang finally couldn't hold back the excitement of rushing in their hearts, they made sounds, their strength soared, and they would rush into the void the next moment.
The scar gold beside them also reached out from the void, holding the two long knives ...
Just then-
"Go back!"
Ye Qingyu heard an unquestionable shouts out in the sky.
The sound of the sky is violent, and the earth is terrified.
sound/noise of Correct Ye Qingyu.
Hu bugui immediately presses the figures to jump from left to right.
In the sky.
Ye Qingyu flickered again.
The violent drink just now seems to be an unquestionable general's ruling army command, and it also seems to be the end of a dead-end yell of expert ...
Judging by his current Aura, it seems that the cold wind under the stars and moons can easily blow him down.
After the formation ruptured and disappeared, the hazy moonlight came through the clouds again, dropping a small piece of clear light towards the Flowing Light City.
The Ye Qingyu is only a single shadow. It is covered with blood and sword. The figure is even more tragic and miserable ...
In the void around.
Even if the Ye Qingyu seems to fall at any time, the remaining dozen or so Demon Spider Race experts that make up the Heaven Domain God Star Array are full of panic in their eyes, as if frightened by the sword Don't dare to come forward ...