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help a tyrant to victimize his subjects?

The emperor laughed and laughed, and was very cold. "My emperor belongs to me only."

What does it have to do with what God is not God, what kind of defense, what calms the darkness? He is the emperor, the emperor of the Zhuque clan.

Long years ago, from the moment when the rosefinch began to decline, he understood everything.

Qin Meng was silent.

"I want to kill all of you, hypocritical people, including the so-called gods. I want to create a new era. This world only belongs to the rosefinch family."

He's crazy.

Qin Meng still did not speak.

Bai Long and others sigh again and again, unconsciously showing pity.

Kill everyone, is this world still the world?

The power of the gods is unimaginable. What can you do to fight them alone?

"Let's go!" said the emperor in a cold voice

Qin Meng shook his head: "your opponent is a little younger martial brother, not me."

Emperor Si sneers: "it doesn't matter, I kill one by one, not only you, but also your elder martial brother."

Qin Meng said: "if my elder martial brother is here, your fate is doomed."

Boom

The Emperor didn't say much and killed him directly. He showed the body of the rosefinch. The fire was burning and the sky and the earth were covered. Millions of miles of ice and snow were melting.

Qin Meng sighed with a sigh. His heart was empty. The sword of common people was humming in his hand. There was no brilliance or powerful momentum. A common sword was filled with the profound meaning of the sword, which was the profound meaning of Jidao sword.

At this moment, the sword of others is one.

What is cut in the heart is cut by the sword of common people.

Pooh!

The flame of the emperor was cut open like a flood, and a large number of flames were extinguished at this moment.

Oh!

The sharp cry broke through the sky, and the huge body of the rosefinch spread its wings and wanted to erase everything.

It's a terrible situation.

At the moment when he swooped down, the Daoism of the battlefield was frozen, as if he had been imprisoned.

Qin Meng's sight was frozen.

What's more, he can't feel the fluctuation of the air.

This kind of imprisonment is even stronger than imagined.

The field of rosefinch?

He thought a lot.

But he has no time to think, if the rosefinch killed, he has not made a response, death is his end.

TISS won't give him any chance.

After thinking for a moment, he took a deep breath, grasped the sword of common people in his hand, and whispered: "I have a sword, which is called the sword of common people. It can smooth the injustice of the world and cut off the people who need to be cut off."

Buzz!

The sword of common people revived at this moment, and the field of Kendo expanded rapidly. Although it was very weak, it provided a guarantee for him.

Then, step by step, he went to meet the killing of the emperor.

At that moment, he was waving a beautiful sword, flexible, ethereal and beautiful. If I were a dancer, I would be more like a flower bud blooming in the world.

Each sword awn is a flower bud blooming. The sword meaning released by each sword is his understanding and solidification of kendo. It seems that he has life and opens his eyes at that moment.

The whole sky sword posture cuts forward, earth shaking.

Click!

The flame on the left was cut and died.

Then there is the first, the second and the third It seems endless, there is no time to stop.

This is Qin Meng's sword, sword immortal's sword.

Beautiful and attractive, in the world, almost nothing can resist.

Although the emperor is strong, but he is not weak, even if the emperor regained the power of blood, so what?

Although he could not be killed, Qin Meng could still keep a balance with him.

Collision, killing, repetition

It lasted half an hour, and the two sides opened up again.

Seeing this, Bai Long and others are relieved. As long as Qin and Meng can resist the killing of emperor, then Qingyang is safe.

The scene quieted down, no one spoke, and even the voice of discussion solidified here.

Suddenly, the vast sky was dark, with dark clouds covering millions of miles.

The emperor raised his head subconsciously and his face changed.

Qin Meng said with a smile: "although my practice time is earlier than my younger martial brother, my talent is good, and my realm has caught up with me. Now, he is about to recover. If you don't go, I'm afraid you can't go."

At that time, in wujizong, the emperor dug out the Yin and Yang eyes of Qingyang.

Now it has been hundreds of years, but if Qingyang saw the emperor again, he would not hesitate to move.

There is no way to let go of that hatred.The emperor's face changed and his eyes were gloomy.

Qin Meng smiles and doesn't speak. He can stop the emperor. As for killing or not, that is what Li Yi should consider.

After a short time, there was a sound of sword roaring from the pit, which was very low, more like the roar of a fierce beast, reverberating over the nine days.

Millions of miles of dark clouds are pressing even lower.

Another breakthrough.

How long did Qin Meng enter the holy land? Now I'm breaking through the sage king again, this boy

The emperor left without saying a word.

People are still retrogressing, and the protoss are afraid to stay.

Qin Meng goes to Bai Long and others. "He's going to break through. Let's get out of here first."

The great calamity of the sage king is extremely terrible and vast, as if covering the whole land of Zhongzhou.

Deep in the pit.

Qingyang's consciousness gradually recovered. He remembered everything. He began to look at his eyes before the war. He found that he had broken through the sage king.

The swords of the princes settled in his body, which was very peaceful.

He frowned. Now his condition is not very good. If he wants to cross the river, it may be very dangerous!

It's just that the catastrophe has taken shape, and he can't suppress the realm.

When the footwall sits up, silent breathing state.

About a few minutes or so, he suddenly opened his eyes, deep and attractive, just like the sword of the princes.

At this time, the first catastrophe also fell, very thick.

Very far away on the earth, Qin Meng sighed: "monsters, all his mother are monsters." Such a catastrophe is unimaginable. Although it is not comparable to that of Li Yi, it is also very terrible.

The white dragon beside him murmured, "the robbery of the president in those days was even more terrible than this one."

Qin Meng:

If you think about it carefully, Lin Yifan is the most powerful, ye Qinglian's identity is the most terrible, and Huaiyang ion has the highest understanding. Li Yi needless to say, Qingyang is a monster.

In the end, he was the only one left. Although he had the sword of common people, he could not match them!

Qin Meng's eyes were dull, so many years of self-confidence, in this moment fragmented, he suddenly swearing: "that old man what eyes, disciples are stronger than one."

The white dragon squinted at him, smiling and not speaking.

Qin Meng exhaled his breath and calmed down. He looked at the catastrophe quietly.