"F * * king … turned out to be the royal day turned out to be this bastard! The sacred tree was actually stolen by the Imperial Heaven! "
Fuxi now finally knows who stole the sacred world. Think about losing the sacred tree. Fuxi is a feeling of love for this sacred tree. These are all stolen by the Imperial Heaven.
Now Imperial Heaven takes out his ancestral sword. This is Wan Jian’s ancestor. Who knows what Imperial Heaven will do?
The six realms are alarmed by the’ Zujian’
Suddenly, the sky was broken, but I saw the ancestral sword blooming into the sky.
Yutian stared at the ancestral sword and immediately shouted "Burn the Silent Sword!"
In the sky, the silent sword is faintly ringing as if unwilling.
"The zither …"
Burning Silent Sword suddenly appeared two shadows: Baili Tusu and Ouyang Shaogong!
The two have mutually assured destruction, and now they are blending with each other.
Emotion and sentient beings blend, but it is a majestic atmosphere.
This breath of earth can’t resist the words of heaven after all.
The silence-burning vibration suddenly turned into a golden flame and disappeared.
When the Silent Sword appeared, it had already appeared in the hands of the Imperial Heaven. It was full of light and was directly shaken by the Imperial Heaven!
"Melt …"
Suddenly roar is to see that the silent sword has turned into a streamer and merged into the ancestral sword.
Burning silence into a sword spirit directly into the ancestral sword.
The contention between ancestors and swords turned into a towering anger
There is a kind of depression in this world, a kind of inexplicable depression … Zujian was born several times and Excalibur was faint.
The ancestral sword that lost its sword spirit is now burned into a sword spirit, and this power has naturally exploded.
"The zither …"
Heaven and earth seem to be filled with firm but gentle, sharper than firm but gentle.
Heaven shakes everything and alarms.
"Ha ha ….." Yu Tian laughed and held the ancestral sword. "The ancestral sword … what a ancestral sword!"
The imperial heaven suddenly waved the ancestral sword and turned it into a towering sword.
"Sting …"
Virtual directly cut a big mouth behind which is the divine world.
Fuxi’s mind shaking this ancestral sword is really terrible.
Imperial heaven stares at the divine world with a hint of disdain. "Haha … this is a weak divine world!"
In a word, it was all over the six realms and six realms, and they looked at the gods one by one.
Fuxi’s face was livid, and a trace of blood appeared on her mouth, which was the end of the weather.
Yu Tian put away his ancestral sword and turned it into a sword light and disappeared into Penglai Fairy Island.
This line is to restore the ancestral sword, burn it into a sword spirit, and Baili Tusu and Ouyang Shaogong become a sword spirit. This is the plan of Yu Tianxin to play the ancestral sword to the limit and obey his own orders
Count the passage of time
There was a roar in heaven and earth, and great power emerged in the human world.
The emperors of the Six Realms touched and stared at the human world in amazement.
Fuxi’s face was livid. "Bastard … just a few hundred years later, it turned out to be a fairyland!"
Fuxi nai is even more unwilling to rise too fast and too scary.
Since Zujian’s resurrection, Imperial Heaven has been closed for a few hundred years, and Imperial Heaven has finally broken through the fairyland all day long.
Cultivate immortality … It’s just a matter of time, but hundreds of years have passed this time.
At the moment, Imperial Heaven walks out of Shimen.
Outside Shimen are daughters who have been waiting for a long time.
"Husband!"
Xuan Nv is still so beautiful and colorful!
A wave of his hand, Imperial Heaven held the daughters in his arms and realized that it had not been warm for a long time.
On this day, the Imperial Heaven did not pay attention to other things, but only accompanied the daughters to play.
This night is crazy, and hundreds of years of missing is not so easy to relieve.
The next day, Yu Tian stepped forward and walked into the palace.
Xuanxiao had been waiting for a long time. Xuanxiao saw Yutian and immediately said, "Meet the public!"
Yutian nodded slightly and sat in the dragon chair. "What’s the big deal these years after hundreds of years?"
"There is no small thing about big things, but it is constantly closed. The demon emperor is also closed. The generals are also closed. The emperor is also closed … Several people are closed to attract several people to disturb the demons raging in these years. This cultivation world is once again full of monsters."
Xuanxiao tells that Imperial Heaven closes his eyes slightly, but he feels the situation of cultivating immortals.
This is the end of the war, the evil spirits are raging, and they have formed an army to fight, but the number of schools that cultivate immortality is constantly fighting.