Chapter 566 (1/2)

The cracked void, the shaking wasteland, the flying figure, the corpses everywhere, the bright red blood stained the whole heaven and earth, and the inverted mountains and rivers are like the end.

The Eastern Emperor Jun fought the emperor Jiang Zhu Jiuyin alone. His relaxed face and freehand pace didn't seem to put the two ancestral witches in the eyes: ”ha, you two have stepped back.”

With a dignified breath rising slightly, the emperor River's face was slightly heavy. The strength of the river broke the space in front of him, and the sharp space fragments turned into endless sharp blades.

One side of the candle nine Yin narrowed his eyes and pointed out that the frozen time seemed to freeze the emperor in front of him: ”Eastern Emperor Taiyi, you devour your brother. Heaven and earth really can't stand it.”

The Eastern Emperor Jun raised his eyebrows and moved his figure. The rising sun's true fire lit up even space. The burning breath seemed to burn the power of time: ”there is no room for mercy on the saint's road. If you don't advance, you will retreat. Brahma.”

With a soft drink, the endless real fire rises in the air. The dancing flame turns into a supernatural beast and gallops through the world. Where it passes, the earth is anxious and does not leave a trace of life.

On the other side, the stagnant space, the glittering treasure, xuandu, Duobao Taoist, guangchengzi, and the three saints' first disciples are the shadow of the immortal.

”Tai Chi diagram, Pangu flag, and the four swords of killing immortals are familiar.” the decadent voice and changing face instantly turned into a handsome man.

”Hmm?” Shen doubted. The three looked dignified and looked at the ghost standing in the void: ”who are you?”

”Me?” the devil's shadow flicked his fingers, and his strong evil spirit swept in an instant. He sat down and gathered into a powerful throne: ”for many years, I have existed in the desolate world. If you have to give me a name, call me Luo.”

The roar, the avalanche of thunder, and guangchengzi's face changed. The world's Demon Lord, Luo Xuan. Indeed, it seems inconceivable to return to the flood and famine: ”how is it possible that Luo Zhen should die at the hands of the Taoist ancestors.”

”Ha” with a chuckle, the Lord of the world Luo Xuan flicked his fingers and scarlet eyes, as if he were missing: ”Hongjun, I lost at that time, so now I'm back and get back what belongs to me.”

The three people looked at each other and rushed away in an instant. What about Luo? This war is invincible. It is a human race and a saint's dignity.

”It's a pity that the origin of the immortal sword array is damaged.” Luo Xuan casually glanced at the shrouded void, looked at the Four Swords submerged in the void and smiled softly.

Immediately. He slowly stood up, and a huge air wave swept across him. When he stepped out, he suddenly appeared in front of Taoist Duobao. When he raised his hand, endless magic gathered on it and played it gently.

”Boom”

The blown void and the Daoist who flew upside down gushed out against the blood with a pale face. Taoist Duobao looked stunned. One move was just one move, and he lost. The gap between himself and the old quasi saint was so large, like the abyss in front of him: ”no, you can't lose”

The imposing face, dundundun's teachings, the figure of the sage in my mind filled my heart, the firm words, and a trace of black gas came out from the top of my head: ”how about Luo? You're overdue.”

”Funny” raised his eyebrows. Luo Xuan glanced at the recovered Taoist Duobao, looked at the black gas forced out and smiled.

The devil lies in being weird, changeable, natural and unrestrained. Luo Zhen brought it into full play. Endless devil Qi surged out, and an amorphous figure suddenly appeared: ”you don't use the immortal killing sword array like this. Let me teach you.”

With clear and clear words, Luo Xuan pointed out that the four divine swords in the shaking void emerged. The soaring figure avoided the bright light from the explosion, stepped out in one step and appeared in front of Taoist Duobao. The raised hands were washed out with endless magic: ”harmony”

It seems that the sage did not intervene in the plundering sovereignty. Luo Zhen drank lightly, and the four long swords burst into a trace of gorgeous glory. In an instant, the Qi of the four origins was pinched in the palm. With a little effort, it turned into an ancient and simple long sword: ”why do the Four Swords kill immortals in the name of killing immortals, just because they kill immortals and benefit?”

”Buzz”

The broken space is filled with endless sword Qi. The rising light seems to kill everything in the world.

With a suddenly changed look, xuandu frowned. He threw his Tai Chi diagram into the air and protected himself and guangchengzi. The diffuse sword Qi was suppressed by Kaitian Zhibao: ”if this goes on, I'm afraid we'll be robbed.”

Guangchengzi's face was dignified. He looked at the demon lord of the world. The Pangu flag in his hand was blooming with endless brilliance, as if he wanted to split the chaos of the world: ”kill for the master, for the human race, and for myself.”

As soon as I drank, endless mana rose from my body. The more fierce Pangu flag, endless chaotic air burst out, and the opening light poured down, as if to kill the demon master in front of me.

”Boom”