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    On Taixuan Mountain, a chaotic battle broke out, and a group of powerful saints clashed violently.

    The attacking power of the strong in Xiling Shendu is extremely domineering and wild, and they are all faintly excited, and they are merciless in their attacks.

    At this time, in one of the positions, a cultivator from the God Capital of Xiling stepped in the void, the magic power around his body rolled and roared, and the air of death also surrounded his body. Behind him was a ghostly shadow, which was breathtaking.

    I saw him throwing a punch forward, and one person slapped both palms to block at the same time, but saw that the fist penetrated through the palm prints, and the terrifying dark air rushed directly into the opponent's body.  It is the meaning of death, eroding the opponent's body.

    The face of the people in Taixuan Mountain suddenly changed, but the strong man in the God Capital of Xiling was unceremonious, and swept away with a punch. With a loud noise, all internal organs in the opponent's body were shattered, and his whole body was filled with death.  To the distance, fell to the ground.

    "This is a ruthless blow." The expression of the cultivator on Taixuan Mountain changed when he saw this scene, the man continued to move forward, and punched out again, severely wounding the person in front of him, and no one could stop him.

    "It's the prince of the Xiling God Capital, Luo Youming." Someone recognized the holy figure who shot, and he was also a prince figure of the Xiling God Capital, with extremely strong strength.

    At this moment, a figure stepped forward, walked towards Luo Youming, raised a fist and slammed it out, and directly collided with Luo Youming, just when everyone thought they would be blown away, they saw that figure  Standing still, both sides erupted at the same time, and the void around their bodies seemed to be shattered, and they retreated at the same time.

    "Jun Mu." The disciples of Taixuan Mountain saw the person who made the attack, Jun Mu, the disciple of the Master Taixuan, but Jun Mu's face was not good after being shocked, and there were many death qi raging in his body, eroding his vitality  .

    Luo Youming smiled at Jun Mu and said, "It's okay."

    After all, another step forward, the two fought together.

    At the same time, collisions occurred in other battlefields. It is shocking that the number of people in the Xiling God Capital is weak, but they directly press forward and occupy a strong position in the chaotic battlefield. Obviously this is the Xiling God.  They are all prepared.

    But from this we can also see the gap between the two major forces, but this is not surprising, what a huge force the Xiling Gods are, and Taixuan Daoist has not established a sect.  There is no longer that kind of person who can become famous in the upper heavens, and Taixuan Mountain is not that kind of holy place for preaching.

    In this respect, naturally Shangxiao Shrine is the strongest.

    The Master Taixuan and the others looked at the battlefield with uneasy faces. When the master said that he was going to retreat, they vaguely guessed that someone might come to make trouble, so they all stayed in Taixuan Mountain to guard the gate for the Taoist priest, and they still came  , the person who jumped out was Xiling Shendu.

    At this moment, Luo Chongyang has been staring at him, as if he was waiting for them to make a move, so as to provoke a bigger dispute.

    However, the Master Taixuan could not hold his breath. He saw that many disciples in Taixuan Mountain had been severely injured and still did not say a word, with an indifferent expression.

    "The Daoist preached in person, but the disciples of Taixuan Mountain didn't seem to be very good." Luo Chongyang glanced at the battlefield and said, with a hint of contempt in his tone, which made the disciples of Taixuan Mountain feel humiliated.

    Wan Shouyi, a disciple of Jianyuan, had stronger sword power, like a broken bamboo, and wounded several people from the God Capital of Xiling, but when he saw a group of people coming from the other side at the same time, he patted his palms across the air, and in an instant, countless dark airflows of death were like sharp swords  Pierce through the void and turn into a terrifying death storm.

    "Chick"

    I saw a sword breaking the sky, Wan Shouyi's body turned into a phantom, and he rushed into the strong men of the Xiling God Capital. Blood splattered out of several people, and they were cut by the sword.

    At this time, an unrivaled phantom appeared in front of him, and a domineering demon cultivator imprinted his hands. In an instant, three thousand airflows of death pierced through the void, killing Wan Shouyi.

    Wan Shouyi's body turned into an afterimage, the sword came out, Vientiane cut, collided with the opponent, and was entangled.

    At the same time, the other Xiling gods were imprinted at the same time when they were practicing, and the death seal came from the sky, oppressing Jianyuan's disciples.

    In an instant, the disciples of Jianyuan were scattered, and many people were injured.

    Luoyue was also on this battlefield, she was repelled, and a cultivator seemed to be staring at her. Countless air of death surrounded the sky and earth, covering her body in it.

    She stood holding the sword, and the sword intent whizzed around her.

    Moxiu, the god of Xiling, stared at her face and sneered, and then made a seal with his hands, and in an instant, thousands of death airflows were killing down like swords of death, rolling towards Luoyue's body.

    "Om." The sword intent swept across the sky, Luoyue's figure flashed, thousands of sword shadows bloomed, and countless death cut marks appeared in the surrounding world,Falling away, his eyes were empty and confused.

    "What a strong sword." Many people on Taixuan Mountain looked at Luoyue. Is the daughter of the lord of Taixuan City so outstanding?

    However, why was it suppressed before?

    Did he hide his strength, or did he suddenly change his realm.

    Some Human Sovereigns felt that something was wrong, but it was difficult to explain exactly what was wrong. When they looked up at the word, it seemed that there was a force that aroused the word, resonated with the heaven and earth, and gave birth to the way of swords. This is what Luoyue did.  of it?

    "What's going on?" City Lord Taixuan also had doubts in his heart. This sword didn't seem like a sword that Luoyue could strike.

    And he also has that wonderful feeling.

    Looking towards his daughter, Luoyue's own eyes were also a bit confused, as if she was very surprised by this sword, and it was not her way of swordsmanship.

    But this sword is really strong!

    ps: Brothers, do you still have a guaranteed monthly pass?
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