Chapter 914

Thank you very much for the reward from Lanyan confidante (999), Lanyan confidante (999), big flying pig (999), big flying pig (99) and sky blue desert (99)!

Yan Xingyun's xiaoluotian and Wang woyun's daluotian share the same pulse. As soon as the falling star sword Jue comes out, the stars are swaying all over the sky. In a moment, a magnificent scene of stars falling down and wide fields appears in front of the monks. Yun feifeng is not willing to be outdone. With a wave of chiyanling, a prairie fire sprang up in the sky.

The two overhauls have been familiar with each other for thousands of years. As soon as they started, they did not try each other at all. They directly took out their own unique skills and interweaved with each other. However, both of them were in the early stage of Mahayana. In a short time, Yan Xingyun and Yun feifeng had no choice but to draw.

Wang woyun lost the best flying sword at this time, took out a top flying sword from the storage ring, and fought with Guteng hope. The inside information of hope is stronger than Wang woyun. After all, even if it is the number of years of life, the hope is more than Wang woyun. I don't know how many times.

At this time, I hope the fingers of my two hands turned into ten ancient vines, winding towards Wang woyun. Wang woyun turned a top-grade flying sword into thousands of flying swords and twisted them toward the ten ancient vines, hoping to break the ten ancient vines. However, the noumenon of hope has been tempered for hundreds of millions of years, and its strength is not comparable to that of a top-grade treasure. However, it can't stand the flying sword. It's constantly and intensively strangling the ten fingers of Gu Teng's hope, and even cutting the ten ancient vines into cracks.

Gu Teng hopes to hum coldly, ten Gu Teng that twines all over the sky take back instantly, changed back ten fingers. Hands together, quickly toward both sides of a pull, a huge stick twisted together by the ancient vine appeared in the hands of hope. The whole stick is as green as jade, full of vigorous wood power. At the same time, dozens of ancient vines burst out on hope's back and shoulder, and rushed to the sky. The top of those dozens of ancient vines turned into huge fists, which opened the flying swords that flew to him one by one. And hope I was holding the thick green cane with both hands and rushed to Wang woyun.

"Boom ~ ~"

Wang woyun instantly took out a shield to block his head, and the huge rattan stick hit the shield fiercely, emitting a green light, which was worth beating Wang woyun off the cloud head and falling towards the ground.

Wang woyun hovered once again, his face was blue with anger. At this time, he held the shield in his left hand and took out a top-grade sword in his right hand. Luo Tianjian Jue unfolds. It seems that the heaven and the earth are covered by a sword net, covering the hope coming from the sky.

Hope and Wang woyun from the beginning of the temporary parity, instant into hope again tyrannical Wang woyun. It has become a banner and drum again,. On the other hand, under the pressure of Langya, Ximen Guyan in the middle of Mahayana fell completely behind.

At this time, Ximen Guyan clearly realized that Langya's cultivation was one step higher than his, which was the realm of the late Mahayana. It shocked him. How many years have there been no monks in the late Mahayana period in the vast continent? Even it is said that Cheng Wanli, who was promoted by Ju Xia, was just the cultivation in the middle of Mahayana. When did such an old monster appear?

Ximen lonely smoke fight very hard, the power of shuiyunfan has been released to the limit, but Langya is like a mountain, and it is a moving mountain, breaking through the waves, which forces Ximen lonely smoke to retreat.

Wang woyun, who is over there and hopes to bring the situation back temporarily. It's just that time passed, and then, under the pressure of hope, it gradually fell down again. Because his magic weapon, the best flying sword, is now trapped in the air swamp array. And hope as the essence of the demon clan is really more than Wang woyun.

Wang woyun's heart is very anxious, but there is another person more anxious than him. That is Xu Ziyan in the air swamp formation. Time has been fleeting, fleeting in nearly a quarter of an hour. As long as a quarter of an hour, the air swamp formation will collapse, and then he will be under the siege of the five thousand great friars. I'm afraid it's going to blow up between breaths.

Xu Ziyan's heart is burning, but Wang woyun doesn't know. At this time, he has been forced to panic by hope. I know that if I can't get back the best flying sword, I will be hurt or even fall. As soon as he clenched his teeth, his eyes revealed deep resentment. After staring at his hope, he cheered to the five thousand great Luotian friars:

"body turns into spirit!"

Standing in front of the ten square Luotian sword array, the ten late distracted monks suddenly clenched their teeth and flashed nostalgia for the world in their eyes. It blew itself up. But the ten late distracted monks blew themselves up and destroyed the air swamp formation on the verge of collapse. The best flying sword flashed a streamer and returned to Wang woyun's hand.

However, there was no pursuit of the victory in the luotian sword array. Instead, the ten strands of self exploding distractors merged into the luotian sword array and became the ten square spirit of the luotian sword array. After the ten monks dispersed in the luotian sword array. It will disappear completely between heaven and earth. That is to say, regardless of the outcome of this battle, Da Luotian has already paid the lives of ten late great monks who are distracted.

Suddenly, the whole Luotian sword array was shining brightly. Ten long swords were erected from the luotian sword array. The ten long swords kept growing up and inserted into the sky. The whole half of the sword body was hidden in the sky, as if ten holes had been inserted into the sky, and the tip of the sword could not be seen.Ten sky long swords surround Xu Ziyan in the middle, emitting the power of the ancient. It's like forming a sword world. In the luotian sword array, the sword shimmers and cuts towards Xu Ziyan. The ten long swords have not been cut down, but the released swords will make Xu Ziyan burst out blood.

Good!

It's impact! Instead of killing!

The countless swords were originally cut or stabbed on Xu Ziyan's body, but Xu Ziyan's body was protected by a palm of water. After the collapse of the air swamp array, the water in one palm returned to Xu Ziyan. Therefore, those swords could not pierce the defense of the water in one palm, but they injured the inner house where Xu Ziyan hit. This is also because Xu Ziyan's self-cultivation of sword Qi has reached the level of refining skin, meat, bone and marrow, but has not reached the level of refining dirty. If you reach the realm of refining dirty, you can't hurt Xu Ziyan with these swords.

The soul of Yanshan, who is outside the luotian sword array, sees Xu Ziyan spitting blood repeatedly, and his heart is already in pain. However, he couldn't enter the naluotian sword formation. A heart will hate Langya to the extreme, if not Langya out to stop Ximen lonely smoke. There is a green robed Mahayana monk on his side. How can he force Xu Ziyan to such a situation? Xu Ziyan is dead. What hope is there for him to live? With a clench of teeth, he rushed to Langya who was fighting with Ximen lonely smoke.

Langya saw Xu Ziyan rush over with gnashing teeth. With his strength, he didn't take Yanshan spirit as one thing at all. Just casually wave a palm, then hit Yanshan soul to fly out. However, at the moment when the Yanshan spirit was hit, a group of brilliance rushed out from the eyebrow of the Yanshan spirit. Suddenly rushed into Langya's body. But it was the original spirit of Yanshan spirit. He abandoned his body and rushed into Langya's body to devour Langya's original spirit.

The Yuanshen of Langya sees that the Yuanshen of Yanshan spirit rushes in. I can't help it. But I heard the roar of Yanshan Soul:

"Langya, you are mean!"

"Shanhun, calm down!"

"Brother, calm down! If Ziyan dies, what's the point of my life? "

"Shanhun, I just want you to forget Youqing. I'm helping you. Don't forget that our previous lives were all cultivated. We had love to die, and we had no mercy to live. If you indulge in love, even if I devour you in the end. Will also plant the seeds of love in my soul, so I will die! I didn't mean to hurt you. You and I are one. "

"Bah! Since you have devoured my spirit and are afraid that I will plant the seeds of affection in your soul, let me devour you

"Even if you devour me, the result will be the same. My heartlessness will be planted in your soul. You will be in a passionate and merciless fight all your life, and you will die in the end. This is destiny, mountain soul, forget Xu Ziyan. Go and kill him with your own hands, cut off Youqing and return to ruthlessness! "

"Fart, my life is up to me, not up to heaven!"

After that, the yuan Shen of Yanshan spirit pounced on the yuan Shen of Langya

The body of the soul of Yanshan who lost the spirit of yuan fell helplessly from the air. On the other side, Xu Ziyan's body was constantly hit by ten thousand swords, and his body kept rolling in the luotian sword array, with blood gushing in his mouth.

"Ha ha ha..."

Wang woyun laughed wildly. Xu Ziyan looked at the falling body of Yanshan soul, tears gushed out of her eyes, and she could not feel the pain on her body. Just whispered to himself:

"why? Why? Didn't you abandon me? Aren't you going to kill me? Why do you work so hard for me now? "

Ten huge swords standing in the sky began to slowly chop down Xu Ziyan in the luotian sword array. Xu Ziyan's eyes did not have the ten huge swords, only the body of the falling Yanshan soul.

Suddenly, a figure flickered out of the space. In an instant, he came to the body of Yanshan soul and held out a hand to the body of Yanshan soul. As soon as Xu Ziyan's face changed, he was the owner of the tavern in Lianqi city. Just when his hand could catch the body of Yanshan spirit, a burst of laughter came from the air:

"ha ha It's a mountain spirit, but it's a great tonic. It's cheap! "

He put out a big foot in the air, kicked the tavern owner out, stretched out a big hand and grasped the body of Yanshan soul.

"Demon emperor!"

Several Mahayana monks in the fierce battle were all in a daze. Before they could react, they saw a purple light coming out of the space, which blew out the body of Yanshan spirit and made the demon emperor catch a blank.

"Who? Who is it? How dare you rob me? " The demon emperor was furious.

"It's the God!" A figure from the space step out, a pair of purple eyes Li mang flashing.

As the ten huge swords cut off, Xu Ziyan finally took a look at the body of Yanshan soul and slowly closed his eyes

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