Chapter 1290: Sorrow
"Fool!" Wuxian's eyes were splitting at this moment, and her eyes seemed to shed blood and tears.
"The Dao bones of all beings, but I am like a demon!"
"kill!"
Wuxian roared suddenly, and behind her, a huge white bone appeared.
This is her way, the way of white bones, is the unity of her life's understanding of Dao and bones. Then, the bone behind Wuxian seemed to descend on her body.
The bones melt into one.
At this moment, Wuxian seemed to turn into a real demon.
She was covered with magic lines all over her body, no longer coquettish and charming.
"kill!"
She spit out a word, as if blood stained the sky, and like thousands of demons.
There are so many Dao bones that Wuxian has understood in his lifetime, mortals, cultivators, and even demons.
So many Dao bones were integrated into the body by her at this moment.
It seems that there are countless people's thoughts, the way of this life, speaking in Wuxian's mind.
She is crazy, but she has only one thought.
kill!
Kill the person in front of the immortal list!
kill him!
Without a fairy body, she stepped on suddenly, and as Su Xuan's body fell, she rose against the sky and rushed into the endless Golden Crow Yang Yan.
"Weak bones, how dare you be more than the sun?" Wan Xu said coldly, looking down at Wuxian who was like a wind demon.
His eyes were indifferent, and immediately, he lightly touched his feet.
With just a stab, it fell on Wuxian's delicate body.
The knife penetrated the flesh and blood, and the blood was gushing, but what made Wan Xu's eyes even more icy.
His knife was actually blocked.
As if embedded in Wuxian's arm, Wan Xu looked at Wuxian, and saw that the long sword touched Wuxian's arm. Numerous magic patterns appeared on Wuxian's body, and even more out of his flesh and blood. Thousands of bone claws, like chains, shattered in his sword aura, but they continued to flow.
Wan Xu stared at Wuxian coldly, and suddenly, on his long sword, if there were countless profound thunders rising through the sky, they would annihilate all the bone claws.
Break the evil spirit!
...
In the Golden Crow Yangyan, both the emptiness and the unscrupulous are struggling to support them, and blood constantly overflows from the corners of their mouths.
This immortal ranking arrogant is too strong.
In this Golden Crow Yang Yan, they are even more like beasts fighting.
Even so, the formation was burned, the supernatural powers were burned, and every backlash was like a heavy blow to both of them.
Suddenly, Tianxu's face was shocked.
"This Golden Crow Yangyan has weakened!" His old face showed ecstasy, "Golden Crow Yangyan, what a terrible power, compared to the flames of Hengyang, it is only stronger than the flames of Hengyang. Even the celestial arrogance should not be maintained forever. ."
"Monk, how are you?"
"Not dead, worry-free!" Wuliang's face was pale, sitting on the ground, his voice weak.
In front of them, the Golden Crow Yangyan dissipated, revealing the sky of thousands of miles.
Above the sky, Hengyang Yangyan is still passing by.
The smile on Tianxu's face hadn't disappeared, but suddenly he froze.
He looked ahead, thousands of miles away.
A figure stood proudly.
Wan Xu held a long knife, and a person was hanging on the long knife.
Wuxian had thousands of knife marks on his body, and his clothes had been soaked in blood, dripping onto the ground.
The face of once lawless has fallen deeply, and his death is unknown.
"No fairy!"
Tianxu yelled, and he looked at this scene with the same flaws.
Immediately, he ignored the heavy injuries, practiced the great formation, and rushed towards Wan Xu.
Wan Xu's face was vacant, just sticking out a finger, pointing his hand at the profound thunder that broke the evil spirit, and swept across the sky.
boom!
Xuan Lei bombarded, the formation broke, and Tian Xu rolled in the air for an unknown number of times and crashed to the ground.
At the corner of Tianxu's mouth, blood spurted again, and he struggled, as if using all his strength on the ground to support his body.
On his body, there was also Posha Xuan Lei shining on his body, continuously hurting his body.
"The generation of insects and flies is extremely ridiculous!"
Wan Xu spoke coldly in the air, and he glanced at Wuxian on the knife.
"The saint of the Holy Demon Palace? Mo Yan, you are just a saint, the Lord of the Holy Demon Palace is in front of me, and you dare not be so disrespectful!"
"A single spark is also trying to provoke the true Yang!"
"I don't know how to be in awe!"
"Today, I want to take a look, kill you, what about the sect monk in this barren land? How dare you?"
A touch of murderous intent flashed across Wan Xu's eyes. He was a direct disciple of Feng Lei Wanwu Sect.
The descendants of the immortal line, the immortal ranking arrogant, look at the star dome, regardless of strength, talent, background, all living beings can be ignored.
Now, in this barren land, he has been ignorant of reverence and disrespect for him again and again.
"Wuxian donor!" Wuliang couldn't help but chant the Buddha's name, he sensed the killing intent in Wan Xu's eyes.
Suddenly, the Buddha's power in his body was ignited at this moment, and a fierce fire was burning on his body.
Da Zizai Temple, light the Dharma!
In my body, know all beings in the dark night!
He rushed towards Wan Xu like a fire.
Wan Xu’s eyes were indifferent, "Thousands of years ago, Da Zizai Temple might have the qualifications to be disrespectful in front of me. Unfortunately, Da Zizai Temple has long since fallen. In front of Feng Lei Wanwu Sect, it is like a light candle. Burning its glory, how can it shake Tianyue?"
"Just looking for death!"
He moved his fingers slightly, his fingertips thunderous.
boom!
A thunderbolt fell, and the unscrupulous body shook, using the body as a fire to hit the thunder.
The thunder broke, blood was spilled from the corner of the unscrupulous mouth, and the blood was even burning, turning into flames to melt around.
Wan Xu didn't care, he suddenly flashed a second thunder.
boom!
The unscrupulous body shook, and the flames on his body were even more cut off by one third.
The third way, the fourth way...the seventh way!
A full seven golden thunders popped out of Wan Xu's fingertips and landed on the unscrupulous body.
Unscrupulous, also spanning thousands of miles, appeared in front of Wan Xu.
It's just that he is now covered with burn marks, his robes are like blood, and there is no **** in his eyes.
Wuliang had already suffered severely, only a touch of will, the will to save Wuxian, supported him to come to Wan Xu's side.
He was walking, numb, like a puppet.
Wan Xu looked at the unscrupulous who had lost his mind, and smiled coldly.
Suddenly, there is a general trend that suddenly rises, and is pressed down like a mountain.
Unscrupulous suddenly, he knelt in the void.
Wan Xu took a step forward and stepped on his unscrupulous head.
boom!
One step, the unscrupulous fell like a meteor, and Wan Xu completely stepped on his feet, kneeling thousands of miles before the Immortal Phoenix Palace.
The sky is empty, and his eyes are splitting.
Wan Xu stepped on unscrupulous feet, on the long sword, Wuxian's blood seemed to have dried up.
Tian Xu stared at him blankly, in front of the Immortal Phoenix Palace, Su Xuan was hit hard, and he didn't know his life or death.
Unscrupulous fainted, Wuxian half-dead, Feng Bao was even more distracted.
"how come!"
"how come!"
Tian Xu murmured, he was half kneeling on the ground, and blood on his teeth could be seen in his mouth.
A touch of contempt, ignorance and ignorance passed in Wan Xu's pupils, and the mayfly shook the tree.
How dare to rebel against the power of the Golden Crow and Hengyang in the mortal dust.
"Qingdi Palace, it's ridiculous!" He slowly said, the long knife in his hand had been drawn from Wuxian's chest, watching Wuxian limp to the ground, the long knife pointed directly at Wuxian's throat.
Just as Wan Xu was about to start his hands, a trembling cry of sorrow had already sounded.
"Qin Changqing, you won't come out again!"
"Wuxian, Wuxian girl... she is going to die!"
Tian Xu half kneeled on the ground, spurting blood, two lines of old tears like mixed blood, half kneeling in front of the Immortal Phoenix Palace.
"Qin Changqing!"
"She... is going to die!"
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[Two changes today, I have something to go out today, maybe I will be back on Sunday or next Monday, and I will go out with my computer.
The old dream that hasn't been saved... poor man! 】
