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The sky no longer makes a sound, as if the whole picture has solidified down, time also stagnates in this moment, people hold their breath, as always nervous attention.

Until time goes by a long time.

The handsome man suddenly put out his hand, and a little light on his fingertips pressed down. He said in a flat tone: "this is God's will power. It belongs to your brand. If you accept it, you can step into the supreme way."

Li Yi suddenly opened her cold eyes, her mouth slightly raised, showing a banter like smile. He held the Tu Xing. In a moment, the Tu Xing revived, and the sound of swords reverberated in the disaster.

At the moment when the man's light fell down, the Tu Xing in his hand was also cut off, and the tenth sword was extinguished.

The man frowned: "did you refuse?"

Li Yi hair shawl, a roar: "I don't believe it."

What God's approval, what God's will power, are all farts, he only believes in himself, as in the past years.

The light died out.

The handsome man is silent.

Hum!

Li Yi raised the Juxing, pointed to each other from a distance, and said coldly, "I am a black swordsman."

Five words, like the roar of a dragon, spread from here, almost half of the practitioners in Xiniu Hezhou heard it.

People moved.

LAN Xiaoxue, Han Yifei, Qin Meng, Xia Xiaoxiao and others all hold their breath.

From those five words, people heard Li Yi's strong belief and invincible willpower. He is the black swordsman, unique and unrepeatable existence.

The sky was quiet again, and the light of the rising sun gradually dissipated in the breeze.

After that, he began to sigh with a sigh of sadness This sentence, he said very quietly, as if to say to himself, as in those years.

Finally, all the light broke.

The gloom of the whole vast land is also dissipating, and the catastrophe is over.

The sky and the earth are restored as before.

The breeze was blowing, bringing a thin and cool breath.

Li Yi stands wearily in the sky, and the Ju Xing in his hand is already dim. His eyes are still cloudy. He looks at the vast land from afar. At this moment, he seems to see another magnificent posture.

Is that the warrior God?

Just when the handsome man appeared, the martial god had already arrived there.

In this way, it is not his own stubbornness that drives the man away, but the strength of the martial god, who is helping himself.

In the blur, the Wei'an posture nodded to him, and then passed away like a breeze.

Martial god.

Li Yi opened his mouth slightly, and his eyes were wet. He knew that when the disaster happened, the God of martial arts also took action. Otherwise, in his state, he would have been destroyed by the disaster and turned into powder.

Pen!

At this point, the killing broke out.

In the distance above the sky, came a strong figure, his whole body is surrounded by black mist, can not see his face, can only feel his strong.

He is a supreme master.

The world that belongs to him alone covers his whole person. In a few steps, he has come here.

The killing, like the alternation of light and darkness, directly pierces here.

Yang raised his head, tone indifferent: "a touch of killing just, even the real person did not dare to appear?" The voice fell, and the green silk sword in the hand was cut directly in the past.

The killing intention dissipated in an instant.

But soon, it was a terrible killing, with a deep sword and the power of the five elements. It was like the evolution of a world.

Roar!

The Archean demon birds galloped from the sky and covered the sky. They opened their mouths and spit out a burning fire, which seemed to burn the void where Li Yi was.

This is a demon saint with boundless power.

The moment the flame burns out, the gorgeous sword shadow also comes. Qin Meng is making a move. He squints his eyes and looks at the demon bird: "tut Tut, the details of the saint family are really deep. Do you want to consider mixing with me?"

The demon bird snorted coldly, without words. Its feathers clanged. Each of them was extremely sharp, just like a sword, and killed directly here.

Seeing this, Qin Meng broke out in a cold sweat: "calm down, brother bird."

After all, it is a demon saint. If such feathers are killed, every feather will be like the recovery of holy soldiers. It is really frightening.

Above the summit.

The protoss princess's eyes were complex and her voice was inexplicable: "he succeeded."

Under such a catastrophe, he succeeded.

Wen Yuqing looks peaceful and peaceful, and there has never been any waves. It seems to her that Li Yi's success is inevitable. As in those years, she was thinking, how could such a stubborn and strong person give up easily?

Immediately, and thought of their relationship, eyes can not help but dim a bit.LAN Xiaoxue strode to the past with a happy face: "brother Li."

The killing is getting more and more terrible.

But all this seems to have nothing to do with Li Yi. He is still lost in his mind. The disaster dissipates quickly, and the big world comes together. He successfully steps into the supreme way.

After a short time, an empty passage opened and an old man came out of it.

Qin Meng took a look and his face changed greatly. He said to Xia Xiaoxiao: "that's the sage. Let's take the younger martial brother quickly."

Xia Xiaoxiao nods, takes a deep breath and rushes directly to Li Yi's place.

In the sky.

Li Yi looks at a certain direction, the corners of her mouth wriggle, as if she is saying something.

This direction is the direction of the peak, which is where Wen Yuqing is. She nodded without leaving a trace.

Li Yi suddenly smile, but this smile reveals a deep bitterness, he whispered: "I miss you."

This time, Wen Yuqing did not respond, she seems to think of something, choose silence.

LAN Xiaoxue rushes over.

Seeing her figure, Wen Yuqing was more silent. Her chest was undulating and her breath was suffocating. She was thinking that time had changed a lot and they could not go back.

Just, really can't go back?

Not long, Xia Xiaoxiao also came over. He glanced at LAN Xiaoxue and said to him, "what do you think? I'm not going now. I'm going to die? "

Li Yi looks at her and smiles: "elder martial sister."

Xia Xiaoxiao curled her lips: "is this your little lover?"

Smell speech, blue Xiaoxue face a red, dare not look at her.

Li Yi ignored it directly. He looked at the void and said, "this is a barren land. If he dares to come, I will make him regret coming to this world."

The earth with the will power of the warrior God.

He was thinking, the will power of Wu Shen, will he shoot again?

But he didn't want to gamble.

Xia Xiaoxiao was helpless: "OK, OK, I know you're so powerful, let's go quickly!"

Li Yi took a look at the battlefield of Qin and Meng and sighed in his heart that he was worthy of being a senior brother! The speed of practice