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"Don't you think it's too late to kill me now?" Hongling looked at the four big Tianjiao in front of her eyes, and the gun in her hand slightly whirled, and a blazing flame suddenly erupted from it. Seeing the four men attacking him at the same time, he snorted coldly, his body did not dodge, and he rushed towards them.

With the blessing of Ba Shen Jue and Dou Zhan Shen Jue, Bawang gun constantly erupts into a fierce spear. However, Hongling's body shape collides with the four Tianjiao fiercely at this time. Although his strength is still in the Taiyi God state, his own combat power is far superior to any of the four Tianjiao. This overwhelming advantage made him invincible when he attacked the four men.

Boom! The tyrannical air wave constantly explodes in the sad God sword array, which makes the defensive barrier on it tremble constantly. The five shadows are like the lightning that is interwoven constantly, and they pass by in the void constantly. No one has ever thought that the matchless son of the world just rely on one person's strength, unexpectedly blocked the four masters' joint efforts.

"Too strong. What monsters are they?" Some people stare at the five people in the sword array. Their faces change from praise to shock, and finally to fear. "It's hard to imagine that these four masters are so young. How did they practice? If they didn't have the sword array to protect them, I was afraid that the land would be destroyed! "

Hongling carefully sensed the state of the mirror spirit of emperor Yanhuang, and his fighting spirit became more and more powerful. His incarnation, in fact, is so powerful that it has surpassed his noumenon. As long as this body can successfully appear, then the war can be settled. Today, none of the four monks wants to leave alive.

"Damn it, how could this guy be so perverted. I feel that the incarnation is constantly plundering his power, but how can his Qi machine not decline at all? " Ji mubai swings the front of Hongling's gun. His body shape is also shaken back ten Zhangs. Some of him are unwilling to bite his teeth and say.

Each of them is not an ordinary person, even in front of the old masters dare to be presumptuous. However, in front of the son in white, these four demons, who claim to be the best in the world, have a deep sense of powerlessness. No matter how strong the offensive they broke out, Hong Ling could easily defuse these terrible attacks.

In the eyes of the four, the use of power by the matchless son has reached a peak. Every time he made a move, the strength he mobilized was neither more than one point nor less than one cent. But the power of law, which is very weak in the eyes of Ji mubai and others, can often break out earth shaking power in his hands. This son's understanding of the law is far above them, and no one can match it.

"No, the incarnation is completely formed!" Four people are trying to besiege Hongling, suddenly Hua Zixu suddenly exclaimed. He didn't have time to think about it at this time, and his body flashed down towards the flaming figure. The golden mace explodes in this man's hand, making it look like a God.

Hum! A sound of sword chanting suddenly sounded in the void, and immediately there was a huge sword intended to be condensed in front of the utensils and spirits in the imperial mirror. In the dark red fire, the God of sorrow, burning the true fire of samadhi, emerged from the fire. The external incarnation saw that Hua Zi Xu was holding a mace, and his pupil was suddenly locked. Hiss! The God of sorrow trembled in an instant and burst out immediately.

Hua Zixu, who was originally holding the terrible intention of killing, was very cool at this moment. He did not have time to think about it. Shengsheng withdrew the attack of the golden mace and turned it on his own body. Keng! The sharp tip of the sword hits the gold mace which is two feet in size and pierces it into a gap.

"How could that be possible?" Hua Zixu looked at the broken magic weapon in his hand in disbelief, and turned his eyes into a coagulation. He stares at the flame figure in front of him, the voice matchless Yin cold: "you seek death!"

The golden mace is the source of power for huazixu. This Taiyi artifact has never been hurt since it was refined by him. Now, it should be a small ghost fairyland magic tool to stab a gap, how to let him not angry. If the damaged Taiyi artifact cannot be repaired, it will be relegated to the level of half step Taiyi spirit state in a short time. Such a serious consequence is no less than the hatred of killing one's father.

The spirit of Yan Huang Emperor's mirror raised his head slightly, and his red eyes were full of flickering flames. He grabbed the God of sorrow in his right hand. Seeing that the strength of Hua Zixu's body soared again at this moment, he frowned slightly, and once again a sword was condensed from the palm of his left hand.

The mirror spirit of the two swords stood quietly in the air, ignoring any changes of the opponent. The great sword meaning was constantly permeated all over his body, making the void slightly distorted. Seeing that Hua Zixu attacked again, his figure flashed out with a flash.

Boom! The two figures collided again, and a violent air wave broke out in an instant. Jingling controls the sword with both hands, and completely blocks every attack of huazixu with a fierce attack. The Blazing Sword meaning is constantly cut into the gold mace along with the sword edge, cutting it into a series of subtle gaps.

"No, huazixu is not the opponent of this matchless incarnation! Torre, you help him! Zang Yunxiao and I have temporarily restrained the body of this matchless son! " Ji mubai looked at Hua Zixu who was in decline and turned to Torre."Good! Be careful. I'll help you when Hua Zixu and I kill that incarnation! " Torre nodded and was about to shoot towards the mirror spirit. However, the next moment, a blazing spear suddenly stopped at his waist and hit him, which made him look like a meal. The monk of the grassland royal court looked at Hongling, and the evil spirit on his face almost condensed into substance, "matchless son, you can't find death!"

"You don't have to help Hua Zixu. None of you has to go! Today, no one can save him or you! " Hongling's long spear was horizontal, and her chest was slowly covered with a dark golden halo. A huge dragon power began to gush from his body, with the halo constantly covering his body, becoming more and more violent.

Ang! The high sounding Longyin reverberates in the void, making the whole sword array completely filled with the tsunami like dragon power. Hung Ling, with a gun in the air, is covered in dark gold dragon scales, with dark gold thunder and flamboyant fire on her body. At this moment, her breath has gone beyond Taiyi and stepped into the level of Dalao.

"The power of blood! Damn it, how can your body bear the power of Taiyi and the destructive power of blood force at the same time Torre looked at Hong Ling in front of her, and her body trembled slightly. He would never have thought that the power of this matchless son of heaven had been metamorphosed to such a level.

"It's just impossible in your opinion. It's not too difficult for me! Don't you understand? We're different. I'm better than any of the four of you Hong Ling, who turned the spear upside down, opened Ji mubai's Fang Tian Hua halberd with a single shot. Her face was covered with fine scales and a gentle smile. "You can't make it, and you can't save Hua Zixu, because he can't wait for you to save it!"

Ji mubai three people suddenly turned around and looked at the huazixu below. At this time, the golden mace in the hands of the friar, who was three Zhang high, was constantly broken down and dissolved under the attack of Jingling double swords. As the artifact of Taiyi was constantly damaged, the strength of this man also declined.

"Stop, don't destroy my magic weapon. Stop it Hua Zixu almost broke down. He saw his golden mace cut off bit by bit, and his heart slowly condensed into a deep chill. He regretted that he should not have come to block the spirit like death. However, the price of this mistake, he really can not afford!

Hum! Between heaven and earth, a fierce sword chant sounded again, and two sword lights flashed by. With a bang, the gold mace of huazixu was destroyed by life under the constant erosion and destruction of flame and sword. And his own Qi machine, at this time, was constantly falling from the Taiyi God state, and instantly fell to the level of heaven and man.

Poof! This once invincible celestial Troll regiment Tiandu army's peerless demon, at this moment, suddenly spit out a mouthful of dead blood. He was staring at the spirit of the weapon which burst out again with his two swords in his hand. His eyes were full of unwilling color. Are you dying? This was his last thought, which was immediately pierced by a sharp sword. The fierce sword spirit constantly destroyed his vitality and cultivation, which made the demon body tremble and die suddenly.

"Death Dead! Huazixu of Tiandu army of the celestial Troll army is dead like this! Hiss The crowd watching the battle in the distance took a breath of cold air. Huazixu is not an ordinary person. He is a top expert with Taiyi Shenjing's fighting power, but he fell into the hands of the incarnation of the matchless son of heaven. Such a way of death is really unacceptable.

Roar! The roar of violence suddenly spread from the camp of the troll army in the distance, making the whole sky outside the Apocalypse City shaken out layers of ripples by this terrible sound wave. There is a strong breath in the camp at this time, it seems that it is about to attack the sad God sword array of the five Tianjiao battles.

"Hum! If anyone dares to intervene in their battle easily, die A cold hum suddenly gushed out of the city of apocalypse, and immediately a powerful Qi machine gushed out like a sea tide towards the camp of the four legions. For a moment, the originally violent Qi machine suddenly fell silent at this moment. Linglong, holding the eternal pearl in her hand, quietly hovers in front of the sad God sword array, and an unprecedented terrible power erupts on her body.

"Damn it, where did this woman come from? How could she have such terrible power?" Many friars looked at Linglong's back and took a cold breath.

Behind the woman, at this time, there is a bloody fairy vine dancing in the void. Four dead bodies were still hanging from the thorny vines. It was the four Taiyi monks who had previously invaded the palace of the great Chu. All of them fell into their hands at this time. Standing behind Linglong, Kong Xuan stepped back slightly. He was obviously afraid of the woman's strength.

"All of them are dead. Except for Ji mubai, who came back from the Imperial Palace, all of them are dead." In the camp of the Da Wu Zheng Tian legion, Ji Tianxing frowns a little at this time, and looks at the eternal pearl in Linglong's hand. At this moment, the original rising Qi Qi machine is silent again.

Not only Ji Tianxing, but also the top monks in the other three camps chose silence at this time. No one thought that Da Chu, who had lost the great Chu ghost male sword to suppress Qi, could still invite such a powerful person. That bead, if people feel that there is no mistake, is still above the realm of Taiyi God.At the same time, there is no tendency for Ling Hong's master to be defeated. The power of Yan Huang Emperor's mirror is much higher than people imagine. As long as his body can bear it, he can even maintain his strength at the level of Taiyi.

"Well, huazixu is dead, and the next three of you are coming!" Hong Ling looks at Ji mubai and his gun twists slightly. At this time, he and mirror spirit are interlinked. At the same time, he selects a shadow and shoots out in an instant.

"Damn it, why did he choose me first?" Torre murmured, and quickly poured his body's strength into the serrated machete, and his body suddenly shot out towards Hongling. He had no other choice but to attack the matchless son who was weaker than the mirror spirit in his eyes. The sword quickly broke through the air, which made the martial spirit of the monk of the grassland King court climb to the extreme. "Ji mubai, Zang Yunxiao, the incarnation will be given to you!

"This son of a bitch, how cunning Ji mubai and Zang Yunxiao take a look at each other, and at the same time they plunder toward the mirror spirit. They now think that they are unlucky, they can only bite their teeth to meet the incarnation of Hong Ling. If there is no one to stop this guy, it will be sooner or later that they will be defeated.

"You are good at calculating that you can stop me by your own efforts?" Hongling's figure flashed, and the overlord gun took up the law of thunder and flame, and drew a dazzling rainbow light in the void. After he became a dragon, his strength was so strong that even he himself did not know what kind of prestige he could break out. This Torre didn't know whether to come alone.

Boom! In the void, a violent Qi burst out again, making the whole sword array tremble slightly. Torre was shrouded in a huge wolf shadow, trying to suppress the dragon power from Hong Ling. However, his sword could not resist the edge of the overlord gun.

Bang! As soon as the two magic weapons touch, the sword suddenly collapses. It didn't even have a chance to buffer, and it broke into pieces all over the sky in an instant. And Toray's Qi machine also rapidly declined at the moment of the blade breaking. People only saw the huge wolf shadow was directly smashed by a spear, and immediately saw Torre who was picked up by a spear.

"Second!" Hongling throws the spear and throws Torre's body on the ground. Bang! The peerless evil spirit of the king court of the grassland fell on the ground like a broken sack, and even failed to close his eyes. Hongling spear a shock, the body's thunder and flame constantly cruising in the long gun, the corner of his mouth slightly tilted, "next, who should be killed?"

"Torre is dead!" Ji mubai and Zang Yunxiao try their best to resist the mirror spirit dancing the twin swords, with a blank in their mind. The matchless son of the world, who awakened the power of his blood, killed him with one blow. Can they still leave the sword array alive?

"What two tough guys!" Looking at the dark red mirror spirit, Hong Ling threw the spear toward Zang Yunxiao with both hands. Immediately, the boy quickly folded his hands, and suddenly pushed forward.

Boom! A violent air burst out in all directions. All the people saw was that the two swords in the mirror spirit's hands shook the magic weapons of the two masters fiercely, and their body shape instantly melted into one with Hongling. At this moment, a huge air engine rose again, making the whole sword array shake out the cracks.

Keng! Zang Yunxiao records that the gun, which was thrown away by Hongling, was retreated ten Zhang by Sheng Sheng. At this time, the mouth of the tiger cracked and the long sword in his hand was almost wet with blood. However, without waiting for him to adjust his Qi, a figure suddenly flashed across the void. However, the matchless son who fused with the incarnation outside the body caught the spear which was shaken back and crossed with him in an instant.

Pooh! The sharp spear destroyed the Jinge, and then pierced Zang Yunxiao's throat. The immortal demons of the demon clan did not understand why Hongling was so powerful. Boom! The spear hit the sword array hard, making it collapse instantly. Instead of looking at the broken sword array, Hong Ling quietly stares at Ji mubai.

"Prince jimubai, now, run!" The young man looked at the third son of King Wu with a wry look on his face. Seeing that he was plundering towards the camp of the army of heaven, Hong Ling suddenly shook his sleeves. In a flash, on top of the ten sad God swords, a terrible sword idea suddenly appeared, which turned into a storm and completely shrouded Ji mubai's figure.

Chuckle! The voice of blood and flesh and blood rings, which makes people tremble. When the storm subsided, many people only saw a white skeleton hanging in the air. The halberd of the square sky painting in his hand moaned and turned into powder.

On this day, Hongling, the matchless son of Dachu, attacked the top young masters of the four legions in front of Tianqi city. The history books call this war the battle of four heroes falling.

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