C537 (2/2)

Boom! The violent force explodes in the void, making the whole sky tremble. At this moment, Hongling, the contemporary emperor of the great Chu Dynasty, and Su Yu, the Gusu family, were far away from Tianqi city. Meanwhile, King Wu's Ji Changkong, the jailer's tomb in the modern xuanhuang world, also disappeared in this world.Guanshan is the most desolate mountain in the world. Here there are quicksand into desert, desert into a huge peak, there are huge peaks into a cage. Any monk who enters this place can't live here for more than an hour without the power of destiny.

At the moment, Ji Changkong, King Wu, and Hongling, the matchless son of the great Chu, are standing on two huge sand dunes. Their whole body is surrounded by the power of heaven, which makes the whole battlefield filled with terrible sandstorms.

”King Wu Ji Changkong, I don't have much time left, so I won't write with you any more!” Hongling slowly dragon, the scales on the body slowly congealed with a strong force of heaven.

At the moment, he locked his pupils to make his own ten Heaven quickly open, covering the whole Guanshan. The son in white quickly raised his sword, drew all his strength to the edge of the sword, and immediately threw it in front of him.

Hiss! The fierce arc sword Qi quickly breaks through the void and suddenly appears in front of Ji Changkong. This is such a powerful blow, even if Ji Changkong has a celestial artifact, it can't be underestimated.

Hum! Purple gold sword suddenly appeared purple awn, immediately suddenly in Ji Changkong behind the condensation of a terrible figure. It seems that the whole world is summoned by the rapid shadow of the world.

And the sword that Hong Ling throws out, at the moment is also being pulled by a great force, and it turns into powder with a bang. It did not even break the defense of King Wu, and it was already shattered by the figure. This is such a strange scene, let the matchless son face a coagulation.

”The purple gold sword is named Zixiao! It's something I brought down from God in my previous life. Although it can't keep pace with me, I think it's enough to deal with you who have less than 10% of your life now! ” Ji Changkong sneered and pressed her finger on the blade.

The next moment, a drop of purple and gold blood fell on the Zixiao sword. Ji Changkong suddenly raised the sword, and at the next moment, her body shape soared rapidly, and soon integrated with the huge figure. Boom! The violent force of the heavenly way exploded in all directions, making the whole world tremble.

Ji Changkong, who is in harmony with the figure, slowly rises from the sky, and the breath on her body rises to the extreme. He pointed his sword at Hongling, the matchless son of the world, in a dignified tone.

”Hongling, the incomparable son of the world, I can only maintain one sword when I am in harmony with my previous life! After this sword, there will be no battle power. Why don't you and I take a gamble and see who's better than each other

”Good! One sword divides life and death, which is also my wish Looking at Ji Changkong, Hong Ling also broke out her own strength to the extreme.

Boom! Two powerful forces, now turned into a whirlpool of terror, soared between heaven and earth. Dark gold sword awn, and that purple gold figure, are wantonly accumulating the strongest blow. But King Wu and the matchless son of the world had already reached the limit at this time.

Hum! Two clear sword chants suddenly flashed through the void. Immediately, there are two sword rainbow of dark gold and purple gold between heaven and earth. At the next moment, the two whirlpools of heaven's law, which have come so late, collide with each other fiercely.

Bang! The two figures broke through each other's storm vortex and fell heavily on the ground. They were half kneeling, their bodies trembling slightly, and the corners of their mouths were dripping with blood. But soon, Ji Changkong on the strong support, stand straight body, some tired smile.

”From then on, there will be no matchless son in the world. Go on!”

Bang! White shadow heavily hit the ground, slowly weathering. This war, unparalleled death, King Wu survived.

Ah! The shrill roar came from the distant void. Su Yu knelt on the sand dune, covering his face with both hands, and even tore off his skin. Her body was shaking and her breath became extremely violent.

”The flowers are invited to interpret the words of wild geese and the fragrance of books, and the flowing fireflies are shining on the shadow of their faces. The boundless Guan Shanjun is dead, the lotus lives the white bone to sue light Rao

The girl murmured, as if in praise of poetry, but also seems to be in farewell. However, she only saw the God of sorrow quietly sinking into the sand. And that remains only white bone's corpse, is also slowly sinking into the ground. There was a faint light of dark gold, gushing out of the broken robes, but there was no breath of a matchless son in the world.