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Eight hundred and fortieth chapters God level!

A ray of flame suddenly jumped out of Luo Li's body, and the immersed body looked like cotton soaked in oil, burning.

The flame spread to me along the chains that connected the two.

I suddenly turned around and looked at Luo Li, who was shrouded in the flames.

The cold and beautiful eyes became softer, but immediately became stronger.

From the time she was created, she knew that she was his sword. The sword should be strong and sharp. Only in this way can he be protected.

She knew his thoughts and determination, just as she understood his emotions.

Sharing life and death together, never leaving.

She is his sword and is about to help him complete the duties he needs to accomplish.

The flame spread rapidly along the chains to her. She was born from him and could turn into ashes in his flames, and her heart was extremely calm.

The flames penetrated into her body, and the powerful divine power was like a boiling volcano, surging in her body.

"Luo Li!"

The cherry lips opened lightly, and the tenderness of water was revealed in the whisper. The increasingly faint figure in the flame seemed to hear her whisper and tremble slightly.

The fire became dimmer and dimmer, and the chains burned ashes, and the last ray of flame penetrated into her body. She could feel the familiar aura in her body, and he had never left.

"Never leave!"

My face is strong again. She is the sword. She wants to fulfill his last wish!

His wish is her wish!

His responsibility is her responsibility!

Live and die together, never leave!

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Another figure flew into the sky.

The elder exclaimed lightly and turned out to be a sword spirit! The first time he saw such a solid and lifelike sword spirit, what surprised him the most was that the sword spirit in front of him was no different from a living person.

This is impossible!

Even Kunlun cannot reincarnate the sword spirit, like a living person. The sword spirit is created by the sword technique. No one can create a human being, even a god-level powerful person is impossible!

Mo Yunhai and these guys... are such a bunch of freaks!

The eldest elder Zeng Lian'er was not surprised. Zeng Lian'er was carrying the complete inheritance of the divine power of the moon, which was no longer a secret. Many sects had secretly made Zeng Lian'er's idea of ​​obtaining the inheritance of the divine power of the moon from her. In the end, it was because of Mo Yunhai's powerful strength that he had to dispel this attempt.

Although the Moon Temple was not as powerful as the Sun Temple back then, it was also inherited continuously and could maintain their own position in any era, which is a proof of its power.

After looking at the sky, the elder's heart was turbulent.

The sun, the full moon, and the blood sky together form an extremely strange picture. Even the Great Elder has never seen such a picture.

This time it's really troublesome!

He felt a little regretful in his heart and should have left early just now.

Now he is surrounded by six people. Although the other party does not have a god level, each one is only a line away from the god level.

One or two, the Great Elder was naturally not afraid, but six appeared at once, and each of them had a variety of powers, and the Great Elder suddenly felt great pressure.

not to mention……

The Great Elder glanced out of the corner of his eyes at the unobtrusive corner in the distance.

Those guys in Kunlun still want to scramble for the situation.

As soon as the elder stepped into the god level, he discovered Kunlun Lin Qian and others in the dark. The aura of the ancient divine sword in Lin Qian's hand was too strong. If he could take the opportunity to kill Lin Qian and others, the dominance of the Tiantian family would be unstoppable.

But the sword in Lin Qian's hand really made the Great Elder very afraid. Most people may not know the mystery of this sword, but how could the Great Elder not know? The ancient magic sword plus the soul of the former Kunlun leader, the power of this sword has reached an extremely terrifying level. Even at the god level, it is very dangerous to be scratched by this sword.

So the elder's heart moved and came up with a wonderful idea.

Lin Qian was probably able to escape with the power of the ancient magic sword, but he would definitely have to pay a considerable price. Others were dead.

After the injured Lin Qian returns to Kunlun, he will inevitably be in seclusion for several years before he can recover.

In the past few years, he has led the sky ring to sweep across the world.

But before this, he will leave this alive.

The Great Elder is always alert to Lin Qian lurking in the dark.

Lin Qian, holding the ancient magic sword, was like a highly poisonous snake. If the flaws were revealed, the poisonous snake would open its fangs and inject the poison into the enemy's body.

In the eyes of the Great Elder, Lin Qian is undoubtedly the most dangerous. Mo Yunhai and his group will surely die. Lin Qian’s only target is him!

Therefore, even though he had been entangled with Mo Yunhai and other people, the elder's mind was still on Lin Qian and warned of his sneak attack. But Mo Yunhai and the other guys surprised the elder.

He suddenly realized that he might not be able to leave calmly by the siege of these six people.

If he could not leave within five hours, the collapsed Yotohara would still bury him.

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Zuo Mo and the six people naturally didn't know what the elder was thinking, so they were red in their eyes.

Zuo Mo, who was covered in flames, attacked frantically like an angry lion. The vast and surging power inside his body made him look like an indefatigable beast.

If Zuo Mo hadn't seemed to be too clear, the great elder Guang Zuo Mo would feel extremely stressed when dealing with it.

Zuo Mo is like the sun, with endless light and heat in his body. What is even more troublesome is that Zuo Mo doesn't know what it causes the sun to sense. A scorching sun burns above his head. Under the sunlight, Zuo Mo's power is even more explosive.

Wei Sheng, who was occupied by the God-killing Blood Sword, has been dormant for tens of thousands of years of murderous intent, and his combat experience is much richer than Wei Sheng. The blood of those god-level powerful men contained their combat instincts during their lifetime.

Spread it casually, and every move is amazingly powerful.

The strong smell of blood contains terrifying power.

Compared to Zuo Mo, who is not too sober, Wei Sheng is threatened more.

The Great Elder just flashed a sun god axe, and the blood-colored torrent of the three sword intents gathered, like three blood-colored pythons, roaring from three directions with a terrifying momentum.

If you are hit by any of them, even if you have divine patterns to protect your body, it will feel extremely uncomfortable.

More importantly, you will fall into a passive position.

The divine patterns under her feet flashed away, and the great elder disappeared in place.

Three hundred feet away, as soon as he appeared, the moonlight hanging silk shook slightly, and the elder also noticed it and quickly flashed under his feet. As soon as his figure disappeared, a crescent moon was like a knife, and suddenly slashed from where he was just now.

The figure of the great elder just appeared, and Agui's attack appeared quietly behind him.

After being forced into such a mess, the elder also felt a hint of anger. He snorted coldly, and countless divine patterns suddenly appeared behind him, shouting and sweeping towards Agui.

The Immortal Punishment is indeed very troublesome, but it is just troublesome!

The elder had a murderous intent in his chest. He wanted to tell these guys what a god-level master is!

The crazy-growing divine pattern is like an extremely strange vine that instantly wraps Agui. These dark green divine patterns seem extremely tough. Although the bone blades in Agui's hand can cut them off, they grow faster! In a blink of an eye, Agui is wrapped in dense divine patterns, as if they are wrapped in a crazy-growing grass ball.

My sword light approached the great elder.

The elder's face changed slightly, and he pulled away before retreating.

This gray-looking sword light actually consists of dozens of qi and death auras stacked! The first time the elder encountered such a strange sword intent, between life and death, between reality and reality, there was such a strange sword intent in this world!

The Great Elder pointed to the point of a false point.

A divine pattern suddenly split into two, revealing a dark and thin mouth, which is endless crack in the void!

My sword intent sank into the endless void and disappeared.

The Great Elder's heart was slightly relaxed. Even if it was life, death, and reality, and was sucked into the endless void, there was only one way to annihilate it.

The stickiness around his body appeared again, causing the elder's body to stagnate. He was almost wiped by Wei Sheng's sword intent, which made him sweat in a cold sweat.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the elder. The ground under Zong Ru's feet suddenly cracked silently without any warning. Bang, a large stream of red hot magma suddenly gushed out of the crack, and the magma instantly swallowed Zong Ru.

The magma fire column rushed hundreds of feet high, like an extremely huge fire dragon!

The fire dragon then fell down and slammed heavily into the underground magma. The magma seemed to have life, wrapping Zong Ru and constantly sinking to the center of the earth.

The cracks on the ground are closed again.

The sun, full moon and blood sky above all made the elder feel extremely uncomfortable. He snorted coldly, but he didn't see any movement. Suddenly, the rivers, lakes and seas in Yangtuyuan were like boiling. For a moment, countless water vapor rose up. These water vapor turned into clouds and mist and continued to gather in the sky.

The dark clouds once again covered the sky.

The moonlight hanging silk is separated, and the sun fire continues to burn the clouds, but the clouds are getting thicker and thicker, and finally completely separate the sun from the full moon, and the world returns to darkness.

The silver snake danced wildly in the dark clouds, more violent than before.

The great elder's eyes immediately turned to Wei Sheng, and a murderous intent suddenly rose in his heart. So what about the God-killing Blood Sword? After ten thousand years, do you think you were ten thousand years ago?

Innocent!

Facing the bloody sword intent, he suddenly stretched out his palm.

Zilala!

In an instant, thousands of lightning bolts fell from the clouds into the palm of the Great Elder's hand. The Great Elder's palm was like a layer of silver liquid flowing, and the ball of silver liquid was so bright that it was impossible to look at it.

The elder's palm gently turned, and the silver liquid faded from his arm to his wrist, and then from his wrist to his fingers.

Thousands of lightning flashed into a round and extremely bright silver ball, appearing in front of the elder's finger.

"go!"

The Great Elder bounced his fingers, and the silver ball that emitted a terrifying aura flew towards the bloody sword intent in front of him!
Chapter completed!
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