Chapter Thirty-two Shaking the World
"I know you, the scrap iron, isn't it the sword of a little thief that day?"
Six hands combined with six together, trapping all kinds of magic weapons of the Killing Sword, and there was something to say in one hand.
"I have a few followers who are broken under your scrap iron blade. This sharp breath is so familiar that I can't forget. That day a thief fooled me. Today he was not here, so I melted you and said, "
Yamamoto was originally a cold figure, and even in front of all things, he didn't say much. At this time, he was talking about a sword, which was why it was a reason.
At that time, Zhao Yu was forbidden by Xianxia Immortal Lord, and more than ten thousand came out. Xianxia Immortal Lord told the secret realm of the universe, and then the Yunxia Immortal Realm. However, the magical powers of the God-controlled Immortal Realm happened to be here. Zhao Yu killed more than ten earth immortals in the Yunxia Immortal Realm, and even the magical powers of the God-controlled Immortal Lord and several earth immortals under the seat of Yasuo Zhenjun who were stationed in the Yunxia Immortal Realm were all killed in his hands. Yasuo Zhenjun ran around the starry sky and did not hold Zhao Yu. He put it back and forth. How could he not teach Yasuo Zhenjun to be angry?
Her followers were all broken under the sword of killing and remembered the breath of this sword. Although the sword of killing is no longer the same as in the illusion for many years, the aura at the root has never changed.
At present, the seven magic weapons of the sects, and this sword can hurt her fur, Yasuo Zhenjun was really angry.
The six hands cover the sky and the sun, big and slender, and the fat is like white jade. Not only does it not look ferocious, but it feels flawless. The six hands present six together, forbidden to suppress the sky, from all directions, and thousands of miles away. No matter how powerful you are, how can you escape?
Ye Fan and the other two were about to escape, but they were back in a daze. Otherwise, Deng Chanyu would not have said she could not escape.
The sword of killing was trapped in the middle, and the sound of the sword was buzzing and trembling, but the sword light overflowed, splitting the void and locking the yin and yang, but it could not escape the space between the six hands of the Lord Yayun. The six hands raised a ray of rays of rays of rays of rays of rays, like fire and flames. In just a moment, the whine of the four unblocked immortal ropes was broken, and the divine light was scattered, and the divine light was scattered.
The Killing Sword shook the sword body, and found a hand and stabbed it. The pierced without any trace. However, the hand suddenly bounced with a blink of an eye, and a crisp sound broke out in the void, and a row of sparks exploded, exploding the space into chaos.
The hand was wiped smoothed out again.
In just a moment, the jingling was like a ironclad, and Mars exploded from all directions, as if the universe had just opened and the universe was exploded - this one-tenth of ten thousand fingers, the killing sword more than ten million swords were stabbed!
"The skills are exhausted!"
The six-handed true Lord Yamamoto grabbed the space and put it together, pressing a piece of space into a piece of cake. The thinner it became, and the light shone in the middle was everywhere, and it was refined in full swing.
Don’t look at the halfway up the mountain. It seems that six hands were striking Zhen Ge. But on the top of the mountain, Yasuo Zhenjun was at least seven points above the numerical bead. She really didn’t take the people from the mountain seriously. If it weren’t for 100% guarantee, she wouldn’t have to send Jiumu and the other two down.
After all, I have to be distracted. In order to control all the great things, Master Yamamo is unwilling to be distracted.
The fighting there is powerful, which shakes the entire mountain range of Tianyi Holy Mountain. As the law of numerology spreads out, with the holy mountain as the center, countless people are gradually being incorporated into numerology. At this moment, the holy mountain trembles.
Yamama Masaru sneered: "It's not beyond my expectations!"
This holy mountain is called Tianyi. How could Yamamoto Master not knowing that the holy mountain is related to the enemy? She has been thinking about it for a long time now and is waiting.
Sure enough, the Holy Mountain was shaken, and a vast and heavy aura rose from the bottom of the Holy Mountain. With just one rush, the numerical laws that rushed were scattered. At this time, many holy places for practice with the Holy Mountain as the base camp, and many monks had already come to the Holy Mountain.
Yamamoto Master sneered repeatedly, holding the bead with one hand, and vained the other, and only put his hands in the empty temple. The breath that rushed out from the holy mountain in the town was stagnant!
But the aura was undefeated and rushed out of the top of the holy mountain. Master Yakumo was stunned, but the aura rushed into the stone statue of the young man, cracking countless cracks, and rays of light burst out, piercing through the sky and shining thousands of places.
"So it was such a method."
Yamamoto's heart turned: "I said it was a stone statue, and it turned out that there was a person sealing it. The thief was indeed powerful, and even I didn't see the flaws. But so what?"
Who is Yamama True Lord? He has never been afraid. Even though it seems that a Taoist man is getting stronger that day, Yamama True Lord doesn't take it seriously.
She snorted coldly, and regardless of Yang Xiantian who was breaking out, she only looked halfway up the mountain, and a sharp look flashed in her eyes: "Put a few magic weapons as introductions, hey..."
The qi that rushed out from under the holy mountain was triggered by the killing sword. I was about to refine the killing sword into iron and struggle to rush out the qi. Most of the time, a Taoist was planning early that day.
"First refine your scrap iron to eliminate the hatred in my heart."
Halfway through the mountain, the six hands pressed tighter and the glow became even stronger. The Killing Swords resisted more and more intensely. There was a feeling of a 'powder barrel', as if it was about to explode in the next moment. Zhao Gongming and others saw it clearly and hurriedly said: "Get away!"
He rolled up everyone in one sleeve and quickly retreated. Even if he couldn't escape the six-handed confinement, it would be better to stay away.
As the cultivators of all directions, all kinds of cultivators were rushing to the holy mountain, and suddenly they collapsed. The soul shook, and they didn't know the ups and downs, lefts and right. It seemed like only one strong and one soft, two lights exploded in that moment, and the universe was first opened and Hongmeng was born!
Then the holy mountain collapsed and the sky burst. A star field was dotted from a very small moments and extremely large, falling from the sky and suppressing it!
The sound of the great sound is faint, the elephant is invisible. At this moment, the heaven and earth are silent to the extreme. Then it seems to expand, and buzz, the vast Yuanqi spreads everywhere like a tsunami. The mountains and rivers blowing across the sky, sweeping across the entire Donghua Yuanxing in just a blink of an eye. It even flies away from the original galaxy and flies towards the deeper depths of the universe. Where the riot Yuanqi passes, countless storms are born and rolled up in the universe, and countless stars are destroyed!
It took me a long time to go out before everything gradually faded.
The huge Donghua Yuanxing has arrived in a strange star field. A huge starry sky of tens of thousands of light years is suppressed on the Donghua Yuanxing. Between the two, thunder shook and purple lightning is vast. Two completely different laws collide.
Half of the holy mountain was in a mess, and except for the remaining half, the mountain range was nowhere to be seen. On the side of the mountain, an eight-armed giant god stood tall, with his upper body in the starry sky and his lower body standing on the cross section of the holy mountain. A pearl with a ray of light that was thousands of miles away faced the giant god. Below the pearl, a small figure flew over the clothes.
"My son!"
Chapter completed!