Divine Brilliance

>.. In the case of Zongshou’s departure, the shackles of the shackles and the shackles of the squadrons were smashed. ..

Then countless auras rushed and dispersed in all directions. Hundreds of thousands of letters have appeared in front of the family and the sectarians.

"Blood Sword Monster? Isn't it a demon sword? How did you change a name?"

Yin Yu is unpredictable and puts down the letter in his hand.

"With the forty spirits, forcing the emergence of no market, one of the swords will fall, what is the truth?"

There was a lot of confusion between the words. He originally thought that the defender would have to return to the dry Tianshan after yesterday.

"It should be no fake!"

The person who speaks is the inner guardian and the super-supervisor Gao Ruo: "Xuan Wenzong was the one who discovered the battle of Lushan, and used a returning light that was passed down from the era of the cloud, and traced back the time. Many people present at the scene saw the time. It is said that the Zongshou at that time was a sword like a blood, and the sword was unparalleled; the person was close to the demon, and the **** was like a prison, like a monarch. The sword had the momentum of shaking the mountains and rivers. Magical swordsmanship, and there is no semi-separation!"

Yin Yu’s double fists received the harvest and naturally knew what it was like.

It can be traced back to the images in the past three days. It is precious that even the Dashang Royal has only collected about ten.

Now that you have used this thing, you will probably not be wrong. Just wait for the news inside the Lingbi to confirm.

Speaking of it, the news of the closure of the coffin inside and outside this day, no news can be transmitted.

Two phases have confirmed that Yin Yu has already believed in nine points.

Suspicion has gone, only the fear is left in the chest, and a trace of jealousy is also mixed with it.

"If my big business elites do their best and work with Taoism, may this people be killed?"

Gao is silent this time. Know the people who Yin Yu asked. Not him.

Over there, Xuanxuan, thinking a little, shook his head: "No! Your Majesty is ready to work with these families in the country. You must not be distracted by his care. This person's strength has broken through the limits of ordinary people. If you want to leave, who can stop him? Killing? Jokes, unless you are kneeling, personally -"

Yin Yu smashed his eyebrows, and he himself was naturally far from the imperial capital. As for this heavy Xuan Guo teacher, it is an exception to be able to walk in the capital with the strength of the gods, I am afraid that it is equally impossible to participate.

After thinking for a long time, Yin Yu was a long sigh. The right hand is a glimpse. Turn this letter into dust.

The eyes are full of doubts, is it that the rumor before the ages is wrong.

Can this child be so? Who can match the world? Who can win?

What are the sacred seeds of the rumors? It doesn't match the shoes!

"A good blood sword monster!"

The spirit of the Tailing lord Mu Yu is also in front of the real person. Floating in the air.

Xuan asked the sect to be a Taoist. This is the vassal sect of Tai Lingzong.

Therefore, in addition to this letter, in his hands. There is also a spar.

Close your eyes and carefully read the images recorded in the spar into the soul of the Yuan.

"This sword, there is no market, it can't be picked up, it must be fallen! Undoubtedly, the Yuanshen can't resist this sword attack, even if it still has an incarnation, it is difficult to survive. It is also inevitable to change to Mu Yu. This game!"

Said in a calm tone, Mu Yu is a strange face and opened his eyes.

"At this time, I am in the middle of the earth, I am afraid that it is very lively-"

While talking, I dropped the spar into the hands of Qiu Yunzhen.

And the people around you are all changing their minds.

When I was first summoned by Mu Yu at the beginning, there was still some unbelief. At this moment, the look of Qiuyun is becoming more and more dignified. It is known in the heart that this is mostly true.

However, in this chest, I still feel uncomfortable, but I feel that it is incredible -

"In this way, the Lord of the Taoist Dilemma has no market. Is it really two years before the death of the sword?"

The Taoist who spoke was on the right side of Qiuyun, the elder of the deities, sitting opposite Mu Yu.

See the opposite side of Mu Yu, a slight dagger, the person subconsciously leaned back to the figure.

Even if you haven't seen the image in the shadow stone, you can imagine this sword, what a tyrannical!

Slightly thinking, but in the eyes of the later people, there is a hint of color.

"Now the gates of the Daomen are fearful, and the position of the Lord of the Borders is empty. I am too spiritual, I need to make plans early."

There are a few people around, all of them are bright. That autumn cloud also looked up, eyes with consideration, and looked to the left.

"Mu Yu, can you tell me, how do you think about teaching real people?"

That Mu Yu did not refuse, took out a few letters and placed them in front of them.

"On the day before, there were Xuanyunguan, the various schools of the Linggong Palace, dissatisfied with the dilemma of giving up the life of this mountain gate, and turned to my Tai Lingzong for help -"

Here are a few people, first a glimpse, then another joy. If Tai Ling Zong wants to intervene in this matter, these sects are the best cuts.

In the next moment, I listened to Mu Yu’s tone: "Mu Yu’s intention is to look at the same door and help one or two. But today I changed my mind and felt that I have to easily intervene and wait and see. As well."

This statement said that the opposite Taoist immediately frowned. Qiu Yun is a real person, but it is a meaningful smile.

"Why is this again? This time, I am a chance for Tai Ling Zong -"

Mu Yu is a cold glimpse: "Opportunity, this may not be! I would like to ask you one sentence, no market is dead, the Tao Ling dilemma has no head. Can you do it, join me with my spirit?"

The interior is silent and the Taoist dilemma is not a sect, but a union of the Taoist priests.

There is no market, and it is the identity of the school. For thousands of years, it was possible to re-elect the palace for more than a dozen generations. Not only was the result of the compromises of the various sects, but it was also due to the growing prosperity and strength of this vein.

At this time, I saw the opportunity to replace it. Anyone who has the chance to win the throne of the palace will inevitably make waves.

At this time, the Tao Ling dilemma, if you don’t fight yourself, it’s not bad, how can you deal with foreign enemies?

That Mu Yu was not surprised, and then asked: "Even if I wait to retreat from the sect, Tai Ling Zong can have the opportunity to be included in the sacred lord?"

A few people are still indifferent.

Tai Ling Zong is the head of the Taoist temples and is deeply bogey by the factions. These are the little ones. I am willing to be willing. The other few can compete with Tai Lingzong. It must not sit still.

Mu Yu saw a chuckle: "It is a good thing to have more vassal sects. It is also a good thing to look at. Is it appropriate? I am too strong. But if you want to be hard with this **** sword, you have no How much is sure --"

When I spoke, there was another magical sign that fell away from the sky.

Mu Yu took it in his hand. After the spiritual thoughts, he actually took a cold breath.

Then he sighed and slammed the character to the autumn month.

"The seven moments of Chen, forget the heavens and the ruins! Together with the seven sects, there are a total of 17,000 disciples. At the moment of the four moments, they also appeared in the Yuanyuan view. The killing nature of this demon is really making people Shocked!"

Everyone in the room is facing each other. The purpose is implicit.

The Lushan Mountain was destroyed, and the Tianzong was destroyed. This day, the Yuanzong was afraid that it would fall.

There are also five or six sectarian disciples gathered there. The total is also close to 20,000.

It’s just a few moments. There are 60,000 disciples who are buried under the sword.

Then the opposite person. I also saw the shadow stone, the face was suddenly green and white, and finally smiled and shook his head.

"This is my **** robbery! There is no market every time things are like God, this time it is miscalculated, provoked such a reckless devil. Although this time my door is full of face. Can be used for others to take a chestnut It’s also what the wise man doesn’t take. Just like the words of Mu Yu’s younger brother, it’s better not to ignite the fire—”

Qiuyun is slightly distracted, and he thinks so at the moment. This matter is set.

Although Tai Lingzong is a powerful tyrannical, he has to kill the sect, but he still has no power. Even if this person does not escape, it is worth noting that it will degrade dozens of people.

There is another one that is quite a pity. The returning light of Xuan Wenzong can only be traced back to the sword of Zong Shou, when there is no market.

At this time, I still don't know what it really is. In the end, what kind of magical swordsmanship is there?

If there is no market, it is impossible to know the enemy. Before the car, Tai Lingzong must not repeat the same mistakes.

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Almost at the same time, the Middle East is the east of the land. A middle-aged Taoist who is about 30 years old is holding this letter in his hand. It is pale and sturdy, and he walks out from the Taoist temple.

A few people in the vicinity who are similar to each other see this strange, but also doubts to follow.

All the way to fly, to dozens of miles away. A large river can be seen here. Inside the island, in the heart of the lake. Spirituality, the scenery on the island, is also perfect.

But at that time, there is one more person over there. A golden robe, holding a blood sword, the huge black thunder wings open. Ten dozen unseen silver dots are swirling around their bodies.

A sword like a thunder, is falling from the sky! It was only stalemate for a moment, and the rising light of the island was forbidden, and it was suddenly slashed and smothered.

One gold and one silver, two light spots, swirling around the blade. Every time, all the bans were swept away.

The entire big battle broke down in the crash. And the small island of the lake heart, it is suddenly under the pressure, gradually sinking!

"This floating view can't hold it! Is it a hell? There are obviously more than 10,000 people, but it hurts that person."

"Well? Those few spiritual environments, even if they didn't wait for the break, they are already fleeing. How can this be?"

"Who is this person? Is it so overbearing?"

"Is it a monk in Wonderland? Those few guards of the world ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ no matter what?"

"This person is not a fairyland -"

The first person in the middle, the middle-aged Taoist who rushed out of the Taoist temple, was a shook his head.

"This person is a blood sword monster!"

"Demon King?" The people are puzzled, the name of the demon king, only in the ancient demon family, only those legendary figures.

However, there has never been a name in the blood sword.

The next moment I listened to the person and said again: "It’s the East King of the Demon King! Just yesterday, this person has already fallen into the Taoist Palace."

Everyone is ashamed, the name of Zong Shou, at this time under the heavens, who does not know?

Only this means, dare to blame the door?

The latter sentence, even more, made this place dead. To be continued..