"Fairy Law, swing Thousand Autumn
An ancient fairy language, with the vast and desolate shudder breath, millions of thunder at the same time, a mysterious force can wipe out thousands of plants, only I will live forever.
People can feel the fear of God.
"Taoist Yuntian!"
Ning Tao roars and burns, exhausting all the power of famine, the fire of pure Yang, the power of defying heaven, the power of spirit, the power of body I''m going to shoot like hell.
This shot will wipe out all ages!
This stab will kill the gods, demons and immortals!
God was moved by this blow!
No one can describe the terror of this strike, because their understanding of power is far from the level of this strike, and some of them only have awe and worship.
Slowly push out, the space can''t bear the burden, break, crush, crush, crush, until nothingness.
Shaolin ancestor''s eyes are round, revealing shock and fear, which he can''t do with his strength in the later stage of alchemy. How is Ning Tao possible!
A hundred Zhang sword seems to come from all over the world. It can kill all the gods and demons in the world. If there are disobediences in the world, it can kill all the disobediences. If there are disobediences in the world, it can kill all the disobediences.
Dye the devil''s blood, kill the God''s corpse, and never move forward.
"Ning Tao!"
It seems that two roars came out of the ancient clouds, which instantly pushed the scalp of the people to spasm.
"Kill Cut
A gun and a sword, an immortal and a God, a light and a dark, with an indescribable sense of terror, collided, the whole world trembled.
"Boom...!"
People''s eardrums are buzzing, and their eyes are filled with two bright lights, as if they are in a bright and turbulent world, without space and time.
There is no static and dynamic, only chaos and light.
There is no man and God, only endless chaos.
"Boom...!"
Ning Tao''s roar, and the angry voice from the clouds, let a terrorist force no less than the small nuclear bomb explode in Wudang kilometers away.
Even the most powerful ancestor of Shaolin only took a few breaths.
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sword Qi exterminates the world, flattens all things!
Thousands of meters away in the nearest small village, all felt this strong shock.
Nearly a thousand villagers were stunned and looked at the white light from afar. They could not imagine that it was the power of God. No mortal thought about it. They just thought it was the power of heaven.
Even the monks could not imagine that they had seen the real power in the imperial mausoleum. Although it was not so powerful, it was brilliant to the extreme of the world.
"Boom Boom
I don''t know how long after that, all the earth shaking ended, but there was a sense of loss in the hearts of people, and some were still in situ.
At this time, a figure like a broken line of the kite, by a lot of force, fell down heavily.
"Boom...!"
Directly hit the cabin not far away, body heavily sink in, arm deformation, life and death do not know.
"Rather Ning Tao, alliance leader
In the anxious scream of nearly a thousand people, a beautiful image in green flew over quickly, knelt down directly in the pit, tears fell like pearls.
"No No, Ning Tao, wake up, Wuwu No, "Miao Jingjing cried with red eyes.
Two or three thousand disciples are cold.
The eight anxious ancestors were unable to walk.
"Whoosh...!"
A figure broke through the endless clouds. He was wearing a cloud robe, holding a wooden sword in his hand. His eyebrows were like a sword, and his cold eyes looked down on thousands of people.
For a moment, he watched Ning Tao!
Lips spit out a cold drink: "good boy, good terrible power method, throughout the God''s countless years of experience, no one can match your move."
"With your triple power of refining the spirit, you actually stiffly blocked my full attack of half a step in the empty world. Even if you die, it will go down in history. My intuition tells me that it''s terrible."
"And you More terrible
The eyes of Shaolin ancestors and others are about to crack, while Wudang ancestors are held by three people. Thousands of people glare at each other with red eyes. Kunlun world is Kunlun world!
Damn it, damn it!
"Taoist Yuntian, as the overlord of the world, you attack a friar so secretly. Do you still have the dignity of a strong man? Are you shameless? Do you want to point B face and be merciless?"
Zhou Heng Qi''s face trembled and swore.
"What''s the first person in Kunlun? I''ll go to your grandmother''s little black seam. You''re a shameless old man. You''re such a bastard in Kunlun."
"If I succeed in my cultivation one day, I will first wipe out your Kunlun kingdom. A group of shameless old people, old dogs and malagobi, will kill you, kill you..."
Thousands of people pointed at the red eyes of Taoist priest Yuntian and yelled.As soon as the latter''s face turned black, he was about to take a step with his left hand holding the wood grain sword, and the terrible killing opportunity burst out again.
"Bang...!"
At this moment, the cabin not far away from ningtao exploded and turned into sawdust.
Inside, there is an old figure sitting cross legged, covered with ancient magic patterns, gray and gloomy, but straight as if straight into the sky.
It''s the God of war, Mo Yuntian!
Seeing this scene, Taoist Yuntian''s face trembled and hesitated. Finally, he took back his foot and gave a cold hum.
Why bother with a dying man!
Immediately sneered at him: "Mo Yuntian, you can protect them for a while, can you protect them for a lifetime? How long can you last like this? "
Words are sarcastic, but there is no response.
"Look at the Hongmeng in front of you. What''s more, you''ve turned into a gang of street hooligans. As a monk, you don''t rely on force to swear."
"It''s ridiculous!"
Mo Yuntian''s eyes are still closed, and his hair and robes are calm. Even when he is sleeping, he exudes the invincible charm of the God of war all the time.
If I wake up, you will die!
Taoist Yuntian''s sword eyebrows wrinkled. Looking at the voice of scolding below, he didn''t know how upset he was.
He took a deep look at Ning Tao in the pit. Although he didn''t feel any breath of life, he was strict, unless he killed himself.
To tell you the truth, he really hopes Ning Tao is not dead, because he can find a way to set up that amazing method
"Hum!"
A throw sleeve robe, indifferent way: "Mo Yuntian, you''d better persist for a long time, otherwise, blood wash Hongmeng."
Turn around and go straight into the clouds.
The cloud neutron arrived late. Seeing this scene, he was a little confused. But when he scanned, he was attracted by something, and his pupils contracted into pinholes.
But his right hand was not as good as a sword.
Seeing this scene, Yun zhongzi was silent, took a look at Wudang sect, and then gritted his teeth to follow
The enemy left, but no one was happy.
Miao Jingjing cries and shakes Ning Tao. The tears in her beautiful eyes overflow, but there is no breath.
The spirits of Shaolin Laozu and others are intertwined, but they don''t see any fluctuation. They are like a dead body. The white handle is still shaking in the crevice of the stone.
From this we can see how strong the impact was.
"Ning Tao, wake up, Wuwu..." Miao Jingjing shakes Ning Tao in tears.
They all clenched their fists and bowed their heads in tears.
"Can Can you stop shaking and call an ambulance for me? "A weak voice rang out.
Everyone was stunned and looked up in amazement.
Miao Jingjing''s eyes were red and looked up. She just saw this guy and said to himself, "you''d better call some little nurses for me..."
"And then?"
"And then It''s nothing. Just wear silk stockings. I''m not picky about pure white and black silk. "
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