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Volume 3 Human Skin Coat Chapter 548 Drawing the Sword

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    c_t; Xu Lin stared at such a demon lord. Although he had no sword in his hand at this time, the majestic sword intention was filled with the Buddhist samsara that filled the sky all the time.  <strong>Read the full text of the latest chapter</strong>.  For more latest chapters visit: www  ¡û¡úx79 Novel Network Back then, Old Man Zhao had a sword of forbearance that he had endured for many years because he was unyielding.  In the past, Xuanyu in white clothes gave up wine and picked up a sword and climbed to the sky in one step because of injustice.  Looking at the Demon Lord today, there is a sense of familiarity that has long been vague.  "Xijian Pavilion!" Xu Lin sighed feebly, and at the same time, the energy in his body suddenly changed, and seemed to be pulled by an inexplicable force. The aura that was originally thought to have been dissolved and dissolved by Xu Lin with the Blood God Son,  At this moment, it was like a resurrection from the ashes, renewed with vitality.  Like a seed sprouting and growing in Xu Lin's Qi Dan Mansion, Xu Lin's consciousness began to blur, and he was even more surprised and panicked. The sword seemed to be showing signs of breaking out of the cocoon.  At the last glance, he looked at the tall figure in front of him with fear. At the last glance, the six paths of reincarnation spread all over the world. Evil ghosts were looking forward to it, but there was a figure who could cover the sky and the sun, holding an animal bone sword in one hand.  , screamed to the sky, and in that breath of time, the heaven and the earth shook, and the wind and clouds also changed color, but the Demon Lord remained calm and solemn, like a sharp sword that had been dusty for a long time, and it was revealed again!  Color, in the darkness after the black and white, the golden light is flourishing, the six gates have been completely opened, and the golden pillars, like a ribbon that can flow freely, rotate around the four-eyed body.  , and at the moment when the round of golden light leading to the animal path is about to approach the four-eyed body, the sword light bursts out, which is boundless white light, and it is also like the sound of ten thousand ghosts crying in the wind.  Immediately afterwards, what was covered up by the huge sound was Xu Lin's howl. He, who had been covered up by countless mummies, erupted with a huge force in his body. But no matter what Xu Lin did, his body was always killed by the devil.  It was trampled under my feet and I couldn't move an inch.  Fortunately, Xu Lin's eyes became clear again and were no longer blurry! And at the moment when the swords of the woman in white and Lu Zhennan crossed each other, the figure of Headmaster Qinghong suddenly appeared between them.  With the mantra of the Supreme Way, he first froze the woman's figure for a moment, and then grabbed Lu Zhennan, and the next moment he jerked away, there were explosions all over the sky, lightning and thunder, the space was shattered, and there was chaos.  When the streams started to rise together, and a black mist steamed up, the golden light of the Buddha's Sect shattered in the sky, like stars falling from the underworld. It was such a scene of destruction that the other master master had no time to react.  The turbulent flow of space cracks has swept through the body, crushing and shattering almost in a breath, and there is no room for retreat or escape.  [There are almost all the books you want to read. It is more stable and updates faster than ordinary websites. It is full text and has no ads.  ]¡û¡úx79 Novel Network But Xu Lin, who was tightly stepped on by the Demon Lord, could still feel the overwhelming momentum and power, which was as majestic and boundless as the vast sea, making people feel powerless, but  He also remembered that when he was still on Kunlun Mountain, Old Man Zhao once told him that masters can make friends in just one breath.  However, that figure still does not retreat, just like the unfailing rock that always stands in the huge waves of the sea, like the eternal mountain that has not changed for thousands of years, he is there, never taking a step back.  The moment the giant cauldron buzzed, the heaven and earth collapsed. Along with a shower of sparks that seemed like the sky was collapsing, the earth shattered and stone debris collapsed. In the darkness, countless human bodies fell into the sky and earth like dust.  At this moment, Xu Lin, who was once again filled with a sense of clarity, felt indescribably happy.  With a wave of his hand, the smoke and clouds turned, and his cold eyes were filled with coldness. When a mottled ancient bronze sword suddenly appeared, the ancient bronze tripod that was originally suspended above the demon lord's head spun like flying, with streams of bright colors.  The red color pours down like a waterfall of red clouds.  The corpses had piled up into a mountain. The Demon Lord stood on the mountain of corpses, and a force was involved, which was wrapped around Xu Lin at the bottom. When he looked up, he could only see the tall man with his sword pointing to the sky through the gap between the corpses.  Pulling back the figure, my mood fluctuated like a "tide" for a while, and I couldn't tell what it felt like.  The six paths were broken, but he still had the sword! Just like when he abandoned the sword to learn Buddhism and became a demon again, today, from the moment he picked up the sword, Xu Lin knew that the demon lord was no longer the demon lord, and he  What he was carrying was no longer the Great Demon Sect he had founded, but only the words 'Xijian Pavilion'.  He is no longer the disciple of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect who seeks Buddha and novice monks, nor is he the demon lord who looks down upon the world, nor is he an infatuated man who has sealed himself for thousands of years for the sake of a woman. He is now  Ouyang Zhengmao, the junior brother of Huo Tianhua in white, was one of the most outstanding disciples of Xijiang Pavilion back then.  Just like his senior brother, he asked the sky with a sword, an ancient bronze sword, and the sound of contention was like the chant of nine dragons surrounding the heaven and earth. His white hair reached to the ground, but he had not aged, and he was still the same majestic person as before.  Ouyang Zhengmao of 'Lu', so there are differences.  Between him and hisBetween brothers, they are always two different people.  Huo Tianhua can reach the sky and question the world with one sword, just for an answer.  He, Ouyang Zhengmao, doesn't need any answers. His sword will always be the most powerful sword in the Xijian Pavilion. If the sword comes out, it will kill people. Therefore, his sword is to kill the sky and destroy the gods. Even if that huge figure is really  God, so what? The wind and clouds, the smoke and dust in the sky, and the harsh crackling sounds seemed to have stopped at the moment when Ouyang Zhengmao raised his sword, including everything in the world.  "This is the last sword of the Xijian Pavilion!" The Demon Lord's voice was calm and resolute. Xu Lin heard it, and he seemed to feel that this was the last sentence the Demon Lord said to him.  And the figure in the sky that gradually appeared in the endless thunderstorm seemed to be full of anger in response to these words.  Ouyang Zhengmao took one step, just like his senior brother, a solid and powerful step, slow and heavy.  The sword sounded again! He never looked back, but there was a fairy-like figure in white clothes following him.  Nothing in the world is worse than her company. On this seemingly final journey, he hopes to have her company.  And in the void, the huge figure released by Xu Lin finally walked out of the endless thunder light, his eyes intertwined on the two figures at his feet, and the red electric light continued to flow from it.  He emerged from his body and wandered over half of the sky, densely forming a large net.  Xu Lin wanted to make a sound, but there was no sound when he opened his mouth. Xu Lin wanted to get up, but the sword breath that filled his body was beyond his control and pressed him tightly to the ground.  So he could only watch, just like when he was in Kunlun, he watched old man Zhao die generously, and watched Xuanyu in white ascend to the sky to fight. From the perspective of a bystander, in the past, maybe he would  He was happy and complacent, but at this moment, Xu Lin felt an inexplicable sadness and anger welling up in his heart! But the Demon Lord, who had already stood still, never looked back at this place. He was just calm.  Looking at the sky, looking at the Lord of the Four Eyes who represents the sky, he said: "There are people who have ascended to become immortals in the world. Why is it that in our time, there are no more immortals?" The Lord of the Four Eyes was silent.  Needless to say, the two pairs of cold eyes contained no emotion at all, just like the snow-capped mountains that had been frozen for thousands of years, filled with eternal cold.  Ouyang Zhengmao stared at the distance that was not too far away, then turned his head, and there seemed to be a trace of warmth in his eyes: "In the end, I may still take you to find him." She said lightly  With a smile, although his delicate face was full of strange red, he reached out his hand and took the corner of Ouyang Zhengmao's clothes, holding it tightly.  Ouyang Zhengmao laughed, the laughter was impassioned, and at the same time, his ancient bronze sword sounded, so he pointed the sword in that direction and said: "The last sword!" That was what Xu Lin had never done before  The sword he had seen before was a sword that had never been recorded in ancient books and allusions. At the moment when the demon lord took out the sword, it seemed to be a plain and comfortable swing. Xu Lin seemed to see the rapid flow of time.  In the long river of time, a huge wave has been set off, and it is a sword full of grandeur.  It condensed the essence of the world and nine states, and just when the sword was swung out, the ancient bronze cauldron, which was originally suspended above the mountain of corpses, suddenly fell, as if it had exhausted all its precious energy and fell upside down.  .  Xu Lin saw the last sight, which was the moment when the body of the Lord of the Four Eyes suddenly exploded with hot thunder, and the roar full of unwillingness, and the moment when the two figures turned into white light, and a faint sound.  The sigh seemed to be talking to him, or like the mumbling of an old man.  He said: "I really want to drink another bowl of senior brother's pot of incense!" Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piotia.net
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