The tall devil figure came at a high speed and flew in the air. The turbulent lightning in the air chopped on him, but was absorbed by the pair of blood wings.
However, Guangli saw some clues. The dark descendant sword demon was not all at the moment, or it was just a body temporarily possessed by the sword demon!
Order city base was delaying time until the sword demon came. Gu Yanlie waved and several demon wolves and soldiers gathered.
"Guangli, see if you can have the ability of guanghongqing in those years to meet this great gift that our order city base has been prepared for a long time!" Gu Yanlie sneered, but all the troops have retreated quickly.
In the eyes of the dark descendant, anyone is a ruminant dog and mole ant. Even if it is not the sword devil itself, that will can not be shaken. The order city base just stimulates the negative emotions of the sword devil. The person the sword devil hates most now is guanghongqing who sealed him thousands of years ago!
The soldiers present were also experienced in the battlefield, but the tall figure of more than ten feet was too oppressive, especially the bloody long sword in his hand. There seemed to be countless ghosts roaring on it. Before he came near, the meaning of killing and destruction had been overwhelming.
"Set up!" the leading soldiers shouted. They fought with forces such as order fortress all the year round. There was countless blood on each hand, but now when they see this thing, their killing is not worth mentioning.
An emotionless monster, a murderous demon, a demon soldier that no one can conquer, dark sword demon!
Guangli''s artistic conception was fully opened, and a huge armor virtual shadow shrouded all the soldiers. The bright sun god furnace sprayed a flame to burn everything.
The sword demon lifted the long sword in his hand, and two bloody Changhong hanged and hit the virtual shadow of the armor. The virtual shadow trembled. Although the soldiers in it were not injured, the attack carried a crazy killing intention, which was no less than a spiritual attack!
"Dark descendants!" Guangli''s resolute face also showed a strong sense of war. He grew up in the military camp since childhood, and the hereditary glory should not be trampled on!
The shape of his giant sword changed abruptly, and the groove in the middle separated. The sword seemed to be divided into two. It was a little less thick and added a bit of unstoppable sharpness. The sword went flat. There was no sound in the place where it passed, and the roar could be heard only after a few breaths in the distance.
The dark descendant sword demon was cut by this sword, and suddenly there was a hot scar on his body, but the scar rolled the new meat at the speed visible to the naked eye, and recovered in the blink of an eye. This terrible recovery ability made Guangli''s eyes coagulate.
He had witnessed the scene of sealing the dark descendants in those years. The digital dust came together to seal it and hanged the flesh. However, the dark descendants did not belong to any race. They themselves were a weapon and could not be destroyed by any means. A new body would appear every thousand years.
The dark descendant in front of us has just lost, just a will, but even so, it is extremely difficult to deal with, because the recovery ability of the dark descendant is really terrible, immune to almost most of the artistic conception ability, and the noumenon is almost immortal.
"Coronal dynasty!"
The dark descendant''s voice is somewhat unique and hoarse, but its voice is as heavy as Hong Ying, with towering hatred and murder.
"Despicable race, despicable means! Let me kill you a thousand times!!"
The voice was indescribably arrogant. His wings spread out behind him, shielding the sun. The blood red reflected by the earth. There was a striped Road on his cheek, and the blood angle on his head flashed blood light.
He took out the long sword behind him. A blood wind blew around and a sword fell!
"Arrogant thing!" a golden cloak suddenly appeared behind Guangli, embroidered with a bright sun and a golden lion. At the moment, these two things came out of it.
Guangli sat on the golden maned lion. There was a bright sun shining on his head. The two swords collided with each other, which broke the earth at a moment. The troops of the coronal Dynasty also continued to move deep. As long as they could successfully receive guanghongqing, who maneuvered thousands of years ago, everything would be worth it.
But without taking two steps, the soldiers of the coronal Dynasty suddenly found that there was a rose garden in front of them, and a figure came out. This is a woman wearing a similar dress. Her face is always shrouded and can''t see clearly. It''s just her accomplishments. It''s also a dust melting period!
"Danger, line up!"
As soon as the leading soldier gave the order, he saw the mysterious woman in the rose garden move her finger. A rose vine shot out and directly hit the mask of the array. The soldiers in the array were full of aura. Their armor, including the practiced skills, were the top materials in the world. Such a cohesive array was so hard to support in this person''s hands.
And what shocked them most was that the cane left a black liquid "Zizi" sound on the hood, which began to corrode!
Guangli fought with the sword devil in the air, and he couldn''t separate at all. The sword devil itself was an immortal body. This incarnation couldn''t last long, but at this critical juncture, it couldn''t be delayed for a second.
At this moment, suddenly a little gun came. It seemed that a real dragon swam in the air. The Dragon roared in the wild!
Guangli''s spirit was shocked and finally came.
It was a middle-aged man with a light beard at the corners of his mouth, meticulously combed hair, silver armor and a long gun in his hand.
The chief officer of the 100000 imperial guards of the corona Dynasty is an expert who became famous earlier than Guangli. He is an old minister of the previous generation of the corona dynasty!
Zhao Yunlong!
"Guangli, I''ll take him."
Zhao Yunlong has been thousands of years old, but his courage is not weaker than people. Even in that glorious era, he is also famous.
His weapon is a silver gun. The material of this gun is not uncommon. The coronal Dynasty made several magic guns for him, but he always used this gun.
His artistic conception expanded, the air seemed as sharp as a blade, and the gun tip was shrouded in a force field.
This is Zhao Yunlong''s artistic conception, which endows the weapon force field. Even the iron can cut off the sharp weapon of the divine weapon without breaking!
Guangli didn''t waste any time. The golden maned lion roared out under him. The army below was about to lose support. Many soldiers turned white and consumed their aura seriously.
The sword demon saw Zhao Yunlong and smiled strangely: "you are qualified to be my opponent, but I will crush your bones and suck up your blood a little bit! Let you know what God is!"
Zhao Yunlong had no words. He rubbed the long gun in his hand. In the face of his old opponent thousands of years ago, the gun tip trembled and even sent out a dragon cry!
The gun breaks the sky and the Dragon soars in the wild!
His figure almost disappeared in an instant. The next moment, he appeared in front of the sword devil. He stabbed it with a gun, and the sword devil cut it with a sword.
"Boom!"
With the sound of thunder, Zhang Yunlong turned his gun and shot again with the help of this rebound force. The materials of his gun are not uncommon. In this impact, if it is not the blessing of artistic conception, I''m afraid it is difficult to support every move.
"Great extinction!"
The sword devil roared, and the wings behind him suddenly became larger. His momentum climbed with the naked eye, and even exceeded the limit of chemical dust!
A gust of wind blew around him, and countless ghosts roared. The bloody long sword in his hand was more red now, like blood flowing.
Zhao Yunlong took a breath, sank and put on a fixed army gun, but there was a sound of metal impact around him.
The gun is like a dragon, unstoppable!