Legend of Swordsman Chapter 5331: The Great Battle
The emperor in black finally turned into ashes, leaving no breath.
Since the ultimate kendo stepped into the seventh level, some of the structures in the Jue Xian Formation gradually did not suit him, but it hasn’t been almost improved yet.
Now it seems that he will have no chance in the future.
The towering demon incarnation destroyed half of Beishan City. The city lord who was sitting here had already ran to the depths of Zhangzhou with people, not daring to leak his head.
I was afraid that Liuyang would go crazy, so I killed him too.
Crack!
Jian Wushuang, whose physical body has reached the limit, exudes a colorful halo.
"Daoist of the Six Suns, I have no grievances with you, why do I have to get to this point!" Although he guessed that the identity of the Six Suns is unusual, it may be the opposition forces in the Temple of Qishen, but now there is nothing else. The method is to expect that the other party will not directly attack the killer, as long as the time is delayed, there will always be miracles.
The true spirit gave him all the jade boards of the gods. He should be valued very much. As long as he drags it for a while, the true spirit may appear.
The Taoist of Liuyang smashed some black-clothed emperors casually, and his towering body overlooked the little bit of Jian Wushuang, revealing a hideous look.
"Jian Wushuang, don't be clever, even if the Lord of the Temple comes today, he won't be able to save you!" Liuyang's voice was very gloomy.
He is very loyal to the Shadow Sect and has always had great expectations for the Shadow Sect.
I hope that that day, Shadow Sect defeats the temple and truly controls the four secret realms.
From this point of view, Taoist Liuyang still doesn't know enough about Qishen Temple.
Jian Wushuang heard the Lord of the Temple, and immediately thought of the four halls mentioned by the old man Yangjiao. He was the territory of the Lord Zhu Yi in the primitive world.
This is the site of the White Tiger Palace Lord.
"Daoist of Six Suns, you must not be deceived. The Four Secret Realms are different from what you think. The Lord of the Temple is not the strongest of the Four Secret Realms at all. There are many people who are more powerful than him. "
He was right. The Four Secret Realms are really not in the White Tiger Palace. The real controller is the true spirit.
The Taoist of Six Suns has been a member of the Shadow Sect since he was weak. How could he be frightened by this and sneered: "The arrogant boy, don't think that you come from the secret realm of the tomb of the gods. !"
Speaking, pointed to the sky above.
The power of Shadow Sect is not something that Jian Wushuang, a Taoist monarch, can imagine from Liuyang's point of view.
Seeing this scene, Jian Wushuang understood that the other party was a fool, like a trapped beast in a cage, sitting in a well and watching the sky.
Don't talk about strength, he knows a lot more than Taoist Liuyang.
He at least knows that this is the Temple of Qishen.
The outside world is the ocean and the sky, here is a bird cage.
Boom!
In the sky in the distance, a white-haired man was extremely fast, much faster than Gu Zhou. Jian Wushuang had already arrived in front of him when he sensed the opponent.
Looking at the man in front of him, he couldn't help trembling, his breath was extremely terrifying, he was almost like Shan Jun, but Shan Jun was injured and suppressed at the beginning, which may not be his true strength.
White hair?
Jian Wu's eyes leaked surprise!
White hair is not the key, the key is the breath, which is actually very similar to him, it is the breath of perfect flesh.
Could it be that the other party is also a super-quality body?
"Inheritor!" The White King who had just arrived, revealed greed in his eyes.
The similarity of the flesh made him instantly understand that the inheritor in front of him was actually a super-quality flesh, which was even more perfect than he had imagined.
The White King looked up to the sky and roared, without concealing his greedy color, he laughed and said, "God is helping me!"
Super-grade flesh, complete Dao, once this inheritor is taken away, he will be stronger in the future than it is now.
Now he is relying on external power. Although his physical body is perfect and his origin is comparable to the ultimate, he is ultimately limited, only three days.
After robbing this inheritor, according to the gods, he will get everything about the inheritor, including the origin and the divine body, as well as the physical body.
The Taoist Liuyang standing on the side, after seeing King Bai, although he didn't know him, he knew that it was the predecessor of the Shadow Sect.
"Here, Liuyang, the fourteenth-generation disciple of the Shadow Sect, has seen the predecessors!" The Taoist of Liuyang took the incarnation of the demon and changed the same, kneeling down on one knee, holding his chest with one hand, respectfully.
The White King had no interest in him, he just nodded, took out a mustard seed at random, and threw it to the opponent.
There are many treasures in it, but compared with Jian Wushuang, they are nothing.
This is also a rule set by the gods, treasures are nothing, but Liuyang Taoist talents are important.
This is the pattern!
If there is no such rule, he would be able to kill the opponent out of his breath, save a lot of treasure, and keep it for himself in the future, wouldn't it be better?
The gap is here.
Jian Wushuang looked at all this with despair in his eyes.
Looking at the other person's eyes, he couldn't die easily.
"This place is not suitable for long, you also follow me!" The White King can't stop for two or three breaths. He didn't take long, so he didn't dare to delay.
The back road was planned long ago, and now the evacuation couldn't be better, and there was no strong man in the temple along the way.
Jian Wushuang closed his eyes slightly, this time he is dead!
At this moment, he was relieved. He didn't hate other people, but hated that he was not strong enough.
He had to admit that his luck was good enough. Although he had a lot of energy and dangers, he had achieved what he is today.
If it really falls this time, it's nothing!
He who has reached the fifth level of heart strength, he can see better than the emperor.
The fate of one life, the robbery of the eternal life!
This life is enough, if there is a chance, he will not hesitate to do so.
Just when he was desperate, a faint breath rose in an instant, but it was here in an instant.
"Mr. Bai, you are afraid that you won't be able to take him away today!"
Bai Yi and Guangmu Tianzun came out side by side, and there were five sixth-order emperors in all directions, who had already surrounded them.
Om!
The five emperors in black robes instantly rose up a large formation, surrounding them all.
The Guangmu Tianzun yelled even more, his figure soaring, and a pair of extremely large eyes illuminating the world.
Bai Yi is a silver armor, with an extra long knife in his hand, and the aura exuding above it is enough to destroy the world.
After discovering that he was surrounded, Liuyang panicked instantly.
The White King also leaked a surprised look. He didn't notice Bai Yi's ambush, which was beyond his expectation.
However, after discovering that Bai Yi came only incarnate, the heart he was holding was also let go.
"A dharmakaya, you are as stupid as Wu Zuo."
As soon as the voice fell, the battle started.
Boom!
A broad black robe flew out, and instantly swept him and the Taoist Liuyang.
There was a terrifying battle in the outside world.
The White King, one man fights seven emperors.
Among them, the strongest person, Guangmu Tianzun's combat power has also reached the top, but compared with the White King, it is still weaker.
The origin and the divine body are much different.
The origin of the White King has been exhausted. Now what is injected is the origin of ten thousand ways. In short, it is not his origin. Use one point less one point.
(End of this chapter)