C1257

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The catastrophe is not over there. What is the situation here?

People were stunned.

The strongmen of the protoss are ugly. You must know that they are the old strongmen of their Protoss. Their strength stands in the peak of taishangdao, and it is only one step away from proving the truth.

However, he was so powerful that he was cut by several swords of Qin Meng, and he could do nothing with the recovery of magic soldiers.

It's a terrible picture.

After chopping the strongman of the protoss, Qin Meng turned around and swept the vast sky. With a smile, he said, "OK, if there's nothing wrong, be honest. Isn't it good to watch quietly?"

No one spoke, and even those powerful Protoss did not act rashly. Although it was said that Qin Meng killed them, it also showed that he was powerful and terrible. He might be a saint. If they were not afraid of death, they would rush up.

In the peak.

The protoss Princess frowned and asked, "do you know him?"

Facing this question, Wen Yuqing didn't seem to want to say too much. He only answered two words: "Sword Fairy."

Sword Fairy?

Is there such a person in the world?

What kind of existence can be called sword immortal?

The protoss princess could not understand, but did not ask.

In a flash of time, the catastrophe has been going on for more than a month. In this process, people are also shocked. For more than ten times, they all thought that Li Yi was dead, but he somehow came back to life.

Finally, on this day, someone couldn't help it. The glory of the holy soldier fell from the void. It was a bronze mirror. The light was not bright or strong. It was gray and dim.

But such light, but incomparably heavy, pressed that piece of catastrophe faintly palpitates.

The light shines on Li Yi's body, like the art of confinement, blocking his space.

LAN Xiaoxue's face changed slightly, and he looked at the rice seedling like help seeking: "master."

As soon as he stepped out, the green silk sword cut through the sky and cut through the mirror. Not only that, he also took a hand to a corner of the void. With a puff, a famous monk was picked out by his sword.

The bronze mirrors were also tarnished.

Li Yi was free again.

Seedling cold swept that direction: "want to die, just come."

"It's him, Yang."

"I didn't expect that the rumor was true. Not only did he not die, but he also stepped into the holy land. It's incredible!" People talk in low voices and look dignified.

The sage stands here. How many people dare to breathe in the world?

Qin Meng, who just wanted to make a move, was stunned and muttered: "who is this guy?"

Xia Xiaoxiao thought for a moment: "it may be a friend of my younger martial brother. However, his friend is actually a saint, which is a little fierce."

Qin Meng snorted coldly and said triumphantly, "his elder martial brother is still the sage king."

Xia Xiaoxiao glanced over and scolded: "if you don't have that broken sword, you may be just a God King now." It is not his luck, nor his talent and chance, but the inheritance of common people's sword.

That kind of inheritance greatly promoted his realm, and in hundreds of years, he stepped into the realm of sage king.

At the beginning, he was also stunned.

Qin Meng was angry, but he did not speak.

In the past two months, when everyone thought that the catastrophe was coming to an end, the sky shook again, and a touch of darkness emerged. Then it shrouded in the sky. There was the roar of fierce animals, the shrill cry of people, and all kinds of roars.

"Is that hell?"

"I don't know."

"I feel the depth of death." People suffocate.

At this time, a black bowl came from the sky and quickly enlarged. The brilliant light shone down. It pierced the catastrophe like a sharp sword and killed Li Yi.

This is a powerful saint.

Yang Leng hum, holding the green silk sword to walk.

However, deep in the sky, there is a palm pressed down, the power of the big world, the power of saints rolling boiling.

Yang's face changed, and the green silk sword had not yet gone out of his body. With a roar, the slap of that slapped him down.

Then, the golden arrow penetrated the void and shot into the catastrophe.

It's also a holy soldier.

When LAN Xiaoxue stepped out, the method in her body was boiling rapidly. When her fingertips were wrapped around, a thick sword slashed at it. But the speed of the arrow was too fast to stop it. With a puff, she directly pierced Li Yi's body.

Roar!

In the distance, the earth shook violently. A human like creature hundreds of feet high was rushing towards us. When it moved, the mountain fell apart. It was fluffy, shoulder to shoulder, and only one eye between its eyebrows. It was big enough to have a big face. When it was opened and closed, the cold awn stood upright.This is the ancient fierce beast, giant, can also be understood as human slaughter.

In the past years, the killing started by human slaughtering was often a hellish mode, which was extremely terrible.

Seeing his appearance, people showed a startled look, and they all regressed at this moment.

Han Yifei's face turned white: "the saint clan, they even let the butcher out. Do they want to create a hell on earth?"

In the twinkling of an eye, the giant of hundreds of feet high has already arrived here. It swept through the catastrophe coldly, and then swung its big hand to pat there. It doesn't care what kind of catastrophe or not.

Qin mengning looks: "it seems very powerful."

Xia Xiaoxiao snorted coldly: "how strong can you be? I don't believe it. " The voice dropped, and without waiting for Qin Meng to speak, she rushed out directly. The light of the sun broke out, and the rising sun fell from the void.

The great power of the supernatural powers, crowded here.

However

Such a terrible power was smashed by the giant's slap.

Xia Xiaoxiao encountered a bite, coughing up blood, several steps back to here, she looked at the giant angrily: "damn brute, dare to fight against my mother?"

Qin Meng mumbled: "the animal in your mouth is a demon saint."

Xia Xiaoxiao squinted and said, "Qin Meng, what do you mean? You mean I'm weak

Qin Meng:

According to the past, if we continue to quarrel at this time, he may be beaten. It was good to say before, but now he is the king of saints. He can't be beaten easily. How shameless.

Thinking of this, he quickly shut up and walked out a few steps. Before the giant's big hand had been patted off, his sword was slashed in the air, and he said with a smile: "big man, you have good strength. Are you interested in mixing with me?"

The sword blocked its big hand.

The giant is angry and kills Qin Meng.

Qin Meng said with a smile: "think about it?"

Test your uncle.

Although it can't speak, it can understand, thinking, how can the noble demon Saint mix with you? Are you kidding? Well, you're going to die.

In his mind, his hands have been clapped over, and they are open and close. Although there are no moves or martial arts skills, it is filled with a wave of tyranny, as if it is an invincible sword.

Qin Meng tut said: "it is said that the body of human butcher is the strongest. At that stage of growth, the flesh body is comparable to the magic soldiers at which stage. I don't know if it is true."