World of Cultivation: Sixty-two Lin Qian sword!
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"Get started!"
A'Wen and Orange Haired Devil both yelled in unison and launched at the same time. Θ Baidu Search: Θ \ 绿 ^ 色 ^ 小 ^ 说 // Θ
A'Wen with wide eyes, black armours standing upright, buzzing, squatting with lunges, hands clasped, exhaling, and pressing down suddenly!
The ground beneath your feet sinks silently. The inner wall of Deep Hole is as smooth as a knife, just like a very deep mold printed on the ground, with a clear and sharp pattern.
Orange Haired Devil screamed, his body was dazzling with electric light, and the sound of crackling was endless. He exploded with an orange burst, fluffy and straight, but he still shook his head, which was ridiculous.
But the ground under his feet shattered and annihilated at a rate visible to the naked eye until it disappeared. The pattern of a woman appeared in front of everyone.
Nan Yue and others were shocked at the scene, and their eyes were full of envy. The hands of the two men clearly exceeded theirs.
What a freak!
A'Wen shot, they didn't even notice a trace of fluctuations, the pattern was so clear, and the lines were sharp like a knife, indicating that the A'Wen's control of power has reached an amazing level.
And Orange Haired Devil's Devilish Arts they don't understand. It turned out to be collapse from the inside of the soil. Although it is an electric awn, it is like erosion.
"Oh, boy, the technology is good!" Orange Haired Devil somewhat was surprised.
"Huh! I'll beat you next time!" A'Wen refused to be convinced.
In the rest of the shocked eyes, the two began to quarrel fiercely.
"Well, isn't this A'Gui? Boy, you have been secretly in love with A'Gui!" Orange Haired Devil screamed at the beauty figure under A'Wen.
"Idiot! Master A'Gui!" A'Wen glared, and then snorted: "Do you understand the beauty of the A'Gui master?"
"A'Gui is a good girl, but not a beautiful girl." Orange Haired Devil shook her head proudly: "The one I painted is a beautiful girl!"
A'Wen stared at the feet of Orange Haired Devil for a long time. Suddenly, somewhat looked weird, and whispered: "Why a bit old black ..."
Black Mist Devil trembled and rushed up immediately.
Orange Haired Devil has a proud look: "Haha, boy, you guessed it! I thought that in the past, Lao Hei was a man dressed as a woman in Devilish Arts, and I don't know how many men have been lost ..."
The corners of Black Mist Devil's eyes continually fluttered and twitched. At that time, the incident was something he didn't want to mention, this **** guy! He was immediately on the edge of enraged. Several others took a few steps back in tacit understanding, looking at Black Mist Devil with sympathy.
Just when Black Mist Devil was about to explode, the ground suddenly trembled violently, and everyone almost felt unstable.
"Wow wow! Did we get through the maze?" Orange Haired Devil was excited.
"Idiot!" Several other people who had changed their faces for a long time couldn't help it anymore and scolded in unison.
The tremor on the ground became more and more violent, and the rumbling sound came from deep under the feet, as if the ancient beast woke up from a deep sleep.
"Damn! The ground is rising!" Black Mist Devil's face changed dramatically.
Everyone's face changed suddenly!
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Lin Qian has no doubt. The amazing scene in front of you is definitely not a scam! The beam that was submerged in Firmament was straight enough to show how terrifying the power it contained. This power was so powerful that it even made Lin Qian feel a palpitation. At this moment, he paid tribute to Master Ziming, who had never met Great-master.
In the blink of an eye, his eyes returned to clear, and the waves in his heart disappeared without a trace. He didn't think about already, who is Xiao Moge (Elder Brother Lil' Mo)? At this moment, this question is not important anymore!
Slap!
The air around him suddenly exploded, Senran sword essence no longer converged at all, bursting away! Suddenly, he unsheathed like a peerless sword, revealing his amazing edge without any cover!
Around him, everyone's face showed excitement and warfare, sword essence of different colors gave birth to different glory, everyone was like a sword, waiting to drink the blood of the enemy!
"Everything you arranged before, do you remember?" Lin Qian looked around and asked Shen Shen.
"Remember!" Everyone was amazed.
"This move is related to the prosperity and disgrace of Kun Lun. I will never flinch when I'm waiting for the broken body!" Lin Qian's expression was firm, and the war in his eyes could not be seen directly. He slowly extracted flying sword.
"Never flinch!" The crowd responded in unison, their expressions were somber, their eyes glowed with frenetic flames, and flying sword was in hand.
Lin Qian turned around, suddenly raised the flying sword in his hand, and yelled: "Kun Lun!"
His whole body spiritual power suddenly swells like boiling, and the momentum of the whole person instantly rises to peak. In the night, his whole body is like sword essence, like a blazing flame. In the night, in this piece of Demon Race On the land, no fear showed his power.
Lin Qian's arbitrarily burning warfare and enthusiasm infects every Kun Lun Sword Cultivator. They only feel that there is a fire burning in their bodies, and spiritual power becomes involuntary, all fears and cowardices disappear. The warfare is burning. Every inch of their skin, they shuddered involuntarily.
At this moment, for Kun Lun, they will never frown even if they die.
They raised their flying sword at the same time and yelled in unison: "Kun Lun!"
The voice didn't fall, Lin Qian took the lead in the air, turned into a sword light that tore the night, and hacked towards the rising forest of monuments!
When others saw this, they started without hesitation!
In a flash, sword cry is like a tide, and sword light is like rain!
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The beam of light diffused and the waves of power disturbed the air, and the turbulent air blasted the clothes of Zuo Mo, making a noise.
He looked down.
He looked at the Demon Race expert flying to this side, looked at the dazzling Jianguang, looked at the expert quietly touched by other martial arts, those eyes without a trace of emotion, looked at all this indifferently.
Demon Skill has long been urged to peak, consciousness and spiritual power continue to dive deep into his body.
The cold world is getting clearer before him.
Beilin is constantly rising, but his position starts to sink a little bit.
The monument forest where he is located is the entrance to the Tai An treasure house.
"Entrance to Treasure Court!"
I don't know who exclaimed, and immediately caused a commotion. The sinking area is small, less than two feet.
Looking at Zuo Mo sinking a little bit, expert swarming all over, all the more anxious, even the sword light of Kun Lun, suddenly a little faster, sword cry suddenly heated.
"Control the entrance!" Yu Shuang yelled suddenly.
The other Demon Race hesitated a little, then made a decision, gritted their teeth and swept towards the sword light that swept across.
If the entrance is controlled by Kun Lun, no one can enter.
The other three martial arts also started to work at the same time, but their momentum was much worse than Kun Lun. Almost all Demon Races target Kun Lun.
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In the face of Demon Race coming up, Lin Qian was unafraid. With a clear groan, Jianguang suddenly skyrocketed, and the high-pitched whistling sound suddenly fell and killed, like a meteor flint falling from the sky, smashing at the other side!
"Cover Eldest Senior Brother!"
Several Sword Cultivators behind Lin Qian accelerated suddenly, blooming like flowers, drawing a beautiful sword arc, and pounced on Demon Race expert in other directions.
The enemy directly in front of Lin Qian, they do not care at all.
All people have absolute confidence in Eldest Senior Brother.
The front of Lin Qian is Yu Shuang.
Yu Shuang eyes and pupils contracted like a needle, the other side did not flinch in the slightest, sword essence was utterly stunned, he sang with a loud voice, "Good job!"
His body is instantly occupied by cyan's Demon Pattern. cyan's Demon Pattern is exquisite and unusual. The lines are very thin and complicated. The entire Demon Pattern looks far away like a blooming cyan flower.
Taking Yu Shuang as the center, the complicated and delicate cyan pattern is constantly spreading to the surroundings, and one bright pink rose grows instantly from these cyan patterns, dense and dense, and it is extremely beautiful.
This is [Rose Green World] of Yu Shuang!
Suddenly, all the roses were shaken slightly, and the petals shattered silently. In a blink of an eye, Yu Shuang was covered with pink rose petal fragments, like a piece of Sea of Flowers.
Pink rose petal fragments, at a speed that can be seen by the naked eye, become a little cyan.
Hoo!
cyan rose shards are blown up by the wind, turning into a cyan flower rain, heading for Lin Qian.
Notice Demon Race over here, all in my heart.
Yu Shuang is his famous killing move as soon as he takes a shot, [Flower Blue Rain]!
Hua Qingyu Each piece of cyan petals, between each other, existence a strange field of force. Countless flower rain, countless force fields are superimposed and intertwined to form a horrible swamp of power. Once trapped, no matter how powerful the force is, it will be entangled by intertwined force fields, as if trapped in a swamp. Slower and slower until it can't move.
I don't know how many people are in [Flower Qingyu].
With the growing strength of Yu Shuang, its reputation is getting heavier, and people will never see this cyan flower rain again.
So when seeing the [Flower Blue Rain] of Yu Shuang, many Demon Races are involuntarily excited. [Flower Blue Rain] The unique weird power is exactly the nemesis of sharp sword essence.
They seem to see this Sword Cultivator, just like a bug falling into a spider's web.
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The warfare in Lin Qian's eyes was a bit fierce.
flying sword seemed to feel his excitement, and buzzed involuntarily, in response to the master.
The flying sword in the hands of Lin Qian is not ordinary. It is the famous sword of Kun Lun.
Facing the blue and green rain that came on the face, the sharp edge of Tai Ajian suddenly dazzled with a fiery light. It's like the sparks of the sword's body rubbing against the air, but strangely, the sword's body has not only turned red, but has become more crystal clear, just like an ice sword.
The pupil of Lin Qian is red in the left eye and Lan Bing cold in the right eye.
His!
The sound of a blade cutting through a cloth.
The tough and embarrassing flower Qingyu was actually split openly by this sword!
Yu Shuang groaned, his eyes were full of fear, and a corner of his mouth was covered with blood.
A trick! He lost to Lin Qian in one move!
Who is this person?
A sword shocks Tai An!
Zuo Mo, which sinks slowly, looks indifferently at Lin Qian's shocking sword, as if indifferent. @ya