It was a terrible war, which lasted for several days and nights. The sky of the whole beigulu island was black, as if the end of the world was coming

The end of the war is not the two sides, but a sword cut from the depths of the devil's cave.

That's the demon king sword.

After a long time, the demon emperor sword revived on its own.

The thick sword light shines on the sky of beigulu island and cuts through the vast white Beiyuan.

The fighting ended.

Several women each retreat one side, xuanming's face is more gloomy, staring at the sky, that a suspended demon emperor sword.

He once saw this sword, which was the original magic weapon of emperor tuntian. Years ago, it was also his sword that cut into hell, causing the soil of hell to split.

Man Yuhua laughed, and she whispered, "the demon king sword of the grottoes."

Whoosh!

I don't know where the wind from, set off the snowflakes on Beiyuan. In the high air, the sword of the demon emperor shakes gently, flowing out hazy luster. It is a fuzzy figure, which is condensing.

The figure is very tall, great posture, in the blur, there is a pair of deep pupil penetrating here, he said: "the world is the same."

Xuanming's pupils shrank, showing a startled look.

In that turbulent period, Tun Tian rose strongly and killed countless powerful enemies with one sword. In that era of no light, he preached the truth, and the first sentence after his success was that: "the world is one."

The people of the world are the people of the world. The world should be dominated by the people of the world. They should not appear and can not appear.

Concise four words, is in that era, set off a huge tide.

Countless dark strong, fade in this moment.

But swallow the day not to give up, from the North all Lu Zhou cut out a sword, straight cut hell.

It's a terrible picture.

Now, when he said those four words again, he was obviously angry.

At the thought of it, he breathed faintly.

Pen!

Behind xuanming, there is a void crack spreading down, and the strong force of emptiness is flowing out. Then, the black interwoven light shines here. It is not strong, but filled with a strong Taoist Dharma and pressure.

The vast voice came out: "swallow the sky."

Xuanming was shocked.

Wen Yuqing's eyes are complicated.

It was the voice of yin and Yang. It came from another world. Although the real body had never come, the breath was fluctuating like that, but it was enough to crush everything.

The figure of the demon emperor sword kept silent.

Yin Yang Zi then said, "you destroy my field, and now you are blocking my way. Do you really think I am a sage?"

The word "sages" here does not represent the realm, but a meaning, representing kindness, kindness and harmony

Swallowing the sky is still silent.

Boom

Suddenly, a finger was pressed down from the crack. It was huge and filled with strong Qi. It was the emperor's Qi machine, which collapsed all things in the mountain. Several girls were awe struck and felt that kind of destruction. They turned to leave here.

Swallowing a sigh, carrying the demon emperor sword into here.

Another terrible war.

This is an Imperial battle, no one can get close to it, let alone peep.

The vast Beiyuan has become ruins. The terrible aftershocks spread all over beigulu island. Fortunately, they are not real bodies.

Oh!

The sound of the crane's long chirp reverberates in the sky, which has not disappeared for a long time.

Wen Yuqing put out her hand, and the light was like the sunrise, shining on the sky and the earth. She said, "how much more do you want to destroy?"

Yin and yang are indifferent: "destruction represents rebirth."

Wen Yuqing said: "but, after the destruction of the world, can there be a new life?" She shot at the crack, blocking the willpower of yin and Yang, and the final killing was cut down by the demon emperor sword.

The battle is over.

The last sentence of Yin Yang Zi is: "you are also a God."

Ha ha

Wen Yuqing did not respond, facial expression, control the crane left here.

The demon emperor sword looked at her back, and for a long time, she turned into a rainbow.

There is no Beiyuan, but the ancient altar is still there. Although it has not been opened, no one can destroy it.

Several women sighed and felt a little bit of fear. If it wasn't for the revival of the demon emperor sword, they would be in trouble. Not to mention the yin-yang son who finally came, even xuanming would be enough for them to eat a pot.

Everything is calm.

Soon after, Jiang Shaoming, Zhu Ziyu and Xia Wuhou arrived.

They come together.

When several people asked where Li Yi was, tiannu did not hide: "he went to hell."

Xia Wuhou exclaimed: "what? Is he crazy? "

Tiannu shook her head: "no crazy, he is very sober."Man Yuhua's eyes are complicated: "because the East is also in hell, and wood is also in."

Jiang Shaoming slightly opened his mouth: "come back also don't see for a while, too much, Yan son but has been reciting his." Referring to this, he subconsciously looked at the heavenly daughter and coughed a few times.

Li Yi and Li Yan are brothers and sisters, while tiannu is Li Yi's mother. In this way, this one is Li Yan's mother.

Well, he should have called for his mother.

But he couldn't shout.

Heavenly daughter looks at him: "Yan son good?"

Jiang Shaoming replied: "she is very good. She has been talking about her brother. I have been hiding the news about Li Yi's fall."

"I want to see her," she said with a smile

Now that we are back, we should meet again.

Jiang Shaoming nodded.

Half an hour later, they began to go on the road, across the land of Zhongzhou, to the depths of the yellow sand, where hazy, yellow sand flying all over the sky, filled with the atmosphere of vicissitudes and simplicity.

A lonely city stands here, far away from all fireworks, like a paradise.

In front of the lonely city gate, there are still some children playing, young, about seven or eight years old.

From afar, the children saw Jiang Shaoming's return and ran over to them, shouting happily, "grandfather, grandfather..."

Jiang Shaoming smile: "your grandmother?"

The child replied, "grandma was here just now."

They have only two sons in the family, and they have two sons.

There were only four of them, and two others.

If you add the arrival of the heavenly daughter, they should be four generations together. This is a peaceful and kind picture.

Come to a simple old town.

Li Yan is patting a little fart child's buttocks, swearing, washing his body: "Stinky boy, later play mud, see grandma will not kill you."

The child was aggrieved. "My brother took me."

Li Yan scolded: "can you compare with your brother? My brother is already a practitioner. "

The child didn't dare to speak, but his eyes turned around and was rather mischievous. Immediately, he saw Jiang Shaoming outside the door and exclaimed: "grandfather is back."