A few years ago, King Jiaming Luo invaded the cloud world. At that time, several of them could take a shot to prevent the other party from entering the country.
Because of the cloud itself, there are more spiritual realms, and it is not allowed to enter the cloud world.
This, as the spiritual seal of the earth today, has been broken. The contract between the teachers is equivalent to waste paper.
It is no longer possible to borrow the authority of the world, and the people of the Dark Magic Ting enter the country.
The heavens and the earth regard all things as a dumplings. For people in the cloud world, there are actually no differences in the attitude of exotic people outside the territory.
"It really causes a headache--"
The old man in that costume also shook his head for a while: "It seems that this time the Dark World Magic Ting is really a must."
The sword repulsion frowned slightly: "In fact, you should do it. Although the world does not reject the night demon.
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The old man of Confucianism is not available, so that's right.
However, Tiandao itself has no consciousness, and there is no idea of good and evil. Therefore, it cannot be distinguished, cannot predict, and cannot pre -planning. It can only follow instincts.
Including six of them, because of the recognition of heaven, it is beneficial to the existence of 'ourselves', so they can be in the cloud world and immortal.
Six people jointly work, with the help of heaven, so even the two or three dear sages can fight.
But if the world is not recognized, the six people are just ordinary holy steps--
Similar to the seven swords of Cangsheng, but the seven swords are forcibly extracted, and they can only borrow it passively.
If so, the one a few years ago would be easily killed by Lin Xuanjing,
At this time, the old man smiled at this time: "Then you guess, what will happen to the result of the world of the world?"
In this statement, the void suddenly silent.
After a long while, the young swords decided: "What doubts? Naturally, Zong Shou."
At that time, the night Xi Zhe knew only the Twelve town bronze people, but it was a fog to watch flowers.
And the strength he can use this time, he can also guess a bit.
"Taishang Destroyer, the old man never knows that in this world, there are such Qibao. His Majesty is the sacred monarch of the world.
The old -fashioned old man also smiled slightly: "Under the Sacred Holy Lord, I do n’t know who anyone can escape from his cutting knife before.
At that time, by the power of God's treasure, you can fight with the the best sanctuary.
However, the Supreme Supreme Magic of the Thirteen is to ignore the level!
After all, the body of the night is just the sacred step.
As long as it is injured, there will be no other results except for falling.
And that is the most powerful, the most brutal killing magic even in the supreme supernatural powers of the thirteen.
The layer or the Minghe, which is not as good as Zong Shou, sued the dead sword at the end of Wuliang, but it was even more victorious in killing.
The power of the Supreme Supreme Magic, only from the battle between Zong Shou Wei Xu and Li Bixue, can be seen.
Even if there is a Twelve Town Copper to help out, Li Bixue, who is in the later stage, cannot be free of injuries.
"Naturally, the end of the buddha!"
The old monk who has been closed, at this time, also said: "The infinite light, can you fear the darkness of the night?"
The expression is calm and determined, there will be other endings if you don't believe it.
The old man in the Taoism, at this time, was also complicated, and sighed with a long voice: "This is what the heroes have seen? The old man also thinks so! With Wei Xu's mirror flowers and water, the Zong Shou really has no reason to lose.
I really dare to despise the Danxian Dynasty. The Twelve Jiedu Mansion of the Dark Night Magic, I am afraid that it is more fierce, and it is possible to lose the ground.
The mirror reflection is supreme, even if it is only three times. Wei Xu, who is by Zong Shou's side, has a total of nine opportunities to damage the half-step true state!
Even if Xizi is reborn, he will not be unscathed.
However, although he is worried about the future of Taoism, knowing Zong Shou, there is at least a 70% chance of winning and fending off the enemy.
For him, it was still a happy event after all.
"Didn't Ming Rixuan once speculate that after the Overlord appeared in the Dragon Swallowing Game, the air mass would be like a tiger for thousands of miles?"
"That's most likely it! In the art of arithmetic, no one can surpass him except Mercy and that man——"
"It's just that this time, that person hasn't shown up yet. It's really strange. He has obviously returned to the cloud world."
When the pretended old man murmured this sentence, the expressions of the four people present changed again.
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It was still the Imperial City, just above a city wall in the East City. A handsome young man wearing a red robe with a purple flame pattern on his chest was squinting and looking in the direction of Fenghua Palace.
Next to him, there was also a person. He was also about twenty years old, but he had a rough appearance, his clothes were much simpler, and he also had the same flame pattern on his chest.
"With the death of Yin Yu, the Great Shang Kingdom has been destroyed. With Li Biexue's death, the devil's path has been destroyed."
As he said leisurely, the face of the elegant young man was full of sarcasm.
"From this point of view, if you want to count on these people from the Cloud Realm, you will undoubtedly be asking for fish in a tree."
"I, the pure-blooded son of the Lu family and the only heir apparent to the Holy Court, am naturally talented and unparalleled in talent. Not even the natives of the Yun Realm can compare with me. Regardless of the Taoist or Confucian sects, they are all afraid of me, the Lu family. If the master of the palace wants to place his hopes on me, then
Qingxuan and others are just wishful thinking. They have the thought of putting the blame on others, and they fail to make decisions many times. They miss good opportunities, which really makes people speechless."
The rugged man smiled: "It's just that since these twelve bronze men of the country have fallen into the hands of this sect guard, the situation of the Burning Sky Holy Emperor Lu Beiwu will definitely change. Although these bronze men are from this world,
The things created by the indigenous people are indeed somewhat magical.
"I'm sure that these bronze men will never be able to bring them back to Fenkong Holy Palace!"
The literary young man sneered, confident: "Whether this son can escape the battle with the Dark World Demon Court is a matter of two minds. If this son is defeated, his great foundation will fall apart. I want to see if he returns to the Immortal Court.
At that time, how could the Holy Lord Lu Jueyan still confidently identify this sect guard as the only candidate for the crown prince?"
"Even though I, the Lu family, have been the only pure-blooded descendant for thousands of years, I don't want him to die like this. If we can go further and increase the power of our bloodline, it will be a great joy for our Lu family.
thing."
The rugged man laughed 'haha' and said: "Is it just like this? With the support of Taoism and Buddhism, I am quite optimistic about this son. Now Lu Beiwu is in the most difficult time, you
If I lean over, it will be like giving someone timely help. I don’t worry that Lu Beiwu and his daughter will treat me badly in the future——"
The literary young man's eyes were sharp and cold: "Send carbon in the snow? Let a sage from one generation take over the Lu family that dominates eight hundred worlds? This is not a joke." (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, novels.