Eight Desolate Sword God

"Hey!"

Looking at the broken soul of the town, the suppression of the terrible existence in the stone sarcophagus, the emperor's sword inlaid on the stone soul of the town spewed a large number of kendo power, through the stone tablet, penetrated to the stone smash, smash The magical spirit that rushes out of the way, does not let the horrible existence of the stone scorpion out of the trap.

"This, this, what is there in this stone?"

The mid-day of the full-scale cracking of the stone scorpion looked at the endless magical rush, and also noticed the danger, the face changed slightly, stopped the attack, and quickly retreated.

"Midday, you stupid, you know that your stupid move is likely to kill us."

Looking at the magical spirit that emerged from the stone sarcophagus and the fierce confrontation of the Emperor's sword, Ye Chenfeng basically determined that the suppression of the stone scorpion was the other body of the ‘magic, and the angry roar.

"Ye Chenfeng, what is there in this stone?"

The middle of the moon is ugly, and there is an ominous premonition in my heart.

"Want to know what's in the stone, let's stay and see."

Speaking, the ugly Ye Chenfeng wants to quickly leave the dangerous black temple, and then find a way to get the tip of the sword.

On the occasion when Ye Chenfeng was preparing to leave, the top of the Temple of the Black Temple revealed a powerful repression force, which sealed the entire temple. The pressure of the town was strong, and Ye Chenfeng and others had a feeling of suffocation. .

"Sword of the Road, broken!"

The entrance to the temple was sealed, and the lines of the forty swords were immediately sprayed out of the leaves and the body of the morning wind, which became a sharp sword of lightness, which was stabbed like a bamboo.

After being attacked by forty swords, the entrance to the temple was only swayed by waves and there was no sign of breakage.

"If you don't want to die, just attack with me, everything will wait until we leave here." Looking at the indestructible temple, the morning breeze screamed loudly.

"Hey!"

When I heard the sound of Ye Chenfeng’s roar, my heart was uneasy and the black stone and other people quickly shot, and wanted to gather the power of everyone, smash the suppression and ban, and leave this right and wrong,

But at this moment, the black stone sarcophagus once again sheds an endless magical power, smashes the attack of the Emperor's sword tip, and cracks the town soul stone monument covered with spider webs, and shakes the heavenly sword. tip.

"Hey, the soul of the town is finally broken, this holy to see the sky again. Emperor Tian, ​​you give me waiting, waiting for this holy reorganization of the magic body, must destroy your inheritance."

The soul of the town is broken, and a fierce, violent voice sounds in the stone.

The next moment, the black 棺 重 重 为了 为了 为了 为了 为了 为了 为了 为了 重 重 重 重 重 重 重 重 重 重 重 重 重 重 重 重 重 重 重 重 重 重 重 重 重 重 重 重 重 重 重 重 重 重 重

"Hand, one hand!"

Looking at a pair of magic hands flying out of the stone scorpion, everyone's face changed greatly, and they smelled a strong death from the hands of the two demons.

When the magic hand that did not know how many years was relieved, the top of the temple that released the pressure of infinite towns emerged with a fist-sized spar with a vast force, directly suppressed to the magic hand.

"Tianjing, a Tianjing!"

Looking at the spar that suddenly appeared at the top of the temple, Ye Chenfeng browed and recognized it. This spar is a precious and unusual sky crystal.

"If the sword spirit devours this spar, the Emperor Tianjian blends the tip of the sword, and with the help of the power of the people, it may be possible to destroy the magic hand." In a short time, the suppression of the suppression is impossible, and Ye Chenfeng plays the day. Crystal attention.

"Zhongpin Tianjing also wants to seal me, give me broken!"

The magic hand sounded a violent voice again, and at the top of the temple, Tiantianjing blew two punches, crushing the pressure of repression.

"Ye Chenfeng, the magic hand and the devil are from the ‘magic.’”

Zeng Zhongtian, who had witnessed the magic wind, the moon dust and other human warfare demons, guessed the origin of the magic hand, and looked at Ye Chenfeng, whispering.

"How, timid?" Looking at the dignified face of the moon and the sky, Ye Chenfeng said unceremoniously: "You are not pretentious, don't listen to dissuasion? How are you afraid now? Release the magic hand You can find a way to solve it yourself, you can't solve it, you just have to wait to be killed."

Speaking, Ye Chenfeng no longer cares about the gloomy face of the moon, and so on. He decisively turned back to the body and rushed to the tip of the imperial sword that was inserted on the ground. He wanted to get it first.

"Rumble!"

When Ye Chenfeng was close to the tip of the Emperor's sword, the magic hand stormed to the Chinese product Tianjing, and the power of a suffocation vented out on the heads of the people, impacting their bodies.

"What are you doing, we will break through the ban and leave here first."

Feeling the horror of the magic hand, the daring of the moon is stunned, and the hand-held spear is full of attacks against the suppression.

The mid-day and other people’s attacks on the spare force can be described as extremely powerful. The black temple that suppresses the magic hand is even more terrible. They bear their fierce attacks and there is no sign of breakage.

When the entire temple was in chaos, Ye Chenfeng appeared next to the Emperor's sword and took out the Emperor's sword.

Induction of the Emperor's sword, the Emperor's sword, which was inserted on the ground, trembled and turned into a streamer, which was integrated into the Emperor's sword and merged with it.

"The road of the sword, this emperor's sword is filled with ten lines of sword."

When the Emperor's sword was merged, Ye Chenfeng felt that the quality of the Emperor's sword reached the best of the heavenly instrument, and he clearly felt the pattern of the ten swords in the Emperor's sword.

Successfully merged with the Emperor's sword, Ye Chenfeng's next goal is that the middle of the sky, but the power of the magic hand is too terrible, Ye Chenfeng did not blindly approach it, waiting for the opportunity.

"Boom!"

The magical hand attacked the semi-column incense, consuming a lot of the power of the medium-sized crystal, weakening the amount of town pressure in the temple.

The moon and the sky, who spared no effort to attack fiercely, used the opportunity of the decline of the strength of Zhongpin Tianjing, and finally cracked down the crackdown.

"Human, donate your life and blood."

Looking at the mid-day and other people, tearing down the crackdown and getting out of trouble, the terrible magic hand blasted two black-handed palms, and Mount Taishan bombarded them.

"Abominable!"

There was a sudden attack by the magic hand, and the middle of the day and others had to stop attacking the suppression and prohibition.

"Well, the Devils, I did not expect the weapon of this Holy Spirit to be obtained by you!"

Seeing the smashed palm of his hand was smashed by the devil's hand, and the wreck of the demon's hand made a fierce voice, increased the offensive, wanted to kill the devil, and took away the sky. Magic Road soldiers.

"Ye Chenfeng, what are you waiting for? If we are all dead, you will not want to live."

With the fierce attack of the magic hand, people in the middle of the moon felt great pressure, and they had no choice but to resort to the powerful Ye Chenfeng.

But for the help of the mid-day, Ye Chenfeng ignored it. At this time his attention was completely placed on Zhongpin Tianjing.

"Hey!"

The black magic palm of the hard regret hand prints, the serious injury is not healed, the magic white wind with great strength is shocked out, and a lot of blood is sprayed in his mouth.

When his body slammed into the suppression of the back, the magic hand suddenly tore the moon in the sky, the attack of the innocent and other people, like two strange black meteors, piercing the magic white wind The body defense, blasted into his body.

The next moment, the magical white wind is filled with endless magic.

The terrible magic hand swallowed the vitality of the magical white wind, occupying his body and controlling him.