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Chapter 42 God of the Dead River

Hua Lingxuan's face did not change at all. She took a step forward and said lightly: "Please!"

The Bai Yujing's long sword trembled, as if sympathizing with the energy in the void, and asked, "Where is the fairy's weapon?"

Hua Lingxuan said sutra: "Disciples of Longmen never control soldiers!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hua Lingxuan's wide robe sleeves flew, like a vague cloud, and its texture was Tsinghua. A perfect, white and jade-like palm poked out from the sleeves and looked towards Bai Yujing in the air.

Roar!

It was like a hidden dragon coming out of the abyss, suddenly rising into the sky. In the midst of the tumultuous clouds, it seemed that a divine dragon suddenly appeared. The surging dragon power swept across all directions, the scales flew up, and the brilliance suddenly poked out a claw.

Cloud Dragon Exploding Claws!

Bai Yujing's sword intent that broke through the sky was torn apart by this claw, and the air around him turned into a copper wall, rumbling against his body.

There seemed to be a lot of mountains falling above his head, pressing him straight towards him, trying to blow him up in an instant!

Accompanied by a shocking sound, with Bai Yujing as the center, the stone land within a radius of dozens of feet was covered by a huge claw print, just like a blow from a real dragon.

The smoke and dust suddenly exploded and boiled.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Jingchan couldn't help but sigh: "Unless the immortals and demons come in person, anyone in the world who underestimates Fairy Hua will inevitably pay the price."

Xing Tianyi's eyes flashed, staring at Hua Lingxuan, who was looming in the clouds, and said lightly: "As both the eight holy places, the inheritance of the Immortal Lu Dragon Gate is undoubtedly one of the most powerful inheritances in this world. What's more, the ancestor of the Immortal Lu Dragon Gate is the real dragon-slaying enlightenment!"

Therefore, according to old sayings, hundreds of years ago, there was an evil dragon raging in the abyss of the West, destroying the city at all times, and killing and killing indefinitely. At that time, a great hero chased the evil dragon for seven years and fought with the evil dragon for hundreds of games without his hands. Finally, when he fought with the evil dragon for the 108th time, he went through three days and three nights of bloody battles and completely killed the evil dragon.

The great hero bathes in the dragon's blood, sublimates at this point, enters the gate of immortals and demons in one fell swoop, becoming immortals and experiencing the Tao.

This great hero is the founder of Xianlu Longmen.

Moreover, the Immortal Dragon Gate preserves a lot of evil dragon blood, and uses this as a guide to create the secret dragon blood technique and the highest achievement of the true dragon immortal body. Its body is incredible.

Longmen disciples never control weapons because their bodies are the strongest weapons.

Even if Hua Lingxuan looks so beautiful in the world, she is a monster in her essence.

"However, Fairy Hua has not yet achieved the immortal body of the real dragon. In comparison, there are two monsters here!"

Xing Tianyi raised his eyebrows and looked at the battlefield between the King of Panwu and the God of Gu. Even with his mental state of mind, he was still frightened.

"The power of heaven! The meaning of earth! The flow of six voids, and the law uses all things!"

Of course, Bai Yujing is not an ordinary person, and it is impossible for Hua Lingxuan to solve it with one move. Above the sky and under the earth veins, there are secret and unfathomable qi flowing into his body. The sword light rises like fireworks, surrounding Bai Yujing, dragging its long tail flames and slamming towards Hua Lingxuan.

"Dragon Blood Secret Technique!"

Hua Lingxuan's flawless cheeks suddenly shone golden light, as if a few dragon scales were covered, but they did not damage her color at all, revealing an alternative sacredness and majesty, as if a dragon girl born in the mythological era, inhaling into clouds, exhaling into rain!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

On the other side of the battlefield, black clouds swelled and burst loudly continued. The four masters of Du Tian, ​​destroyed Du Tian, ​​Lei Jiuxiao and Hong joined forces to siege and kill the saint. Among them, Lei Jiuxiao was the most powerful. The secret sword of thunder tribulation was unfolded. Each sword was hit, and there would be thunder corresponding to it, shaking the world, and the sword light galloped wildly.

The most surprising thing is that the Hong, who has an unknown identity, showed off her unique skills, was not inferior to the other three people at all. She was also a master of the ten-level level.

The Death Saint is a man with white hair as white as snow, but his face is like a young man. Faced with the joint encirclement of the four masters, his black robe sounded, and his snow was like a waterfall, his body was sometimes weak and sometimes real, sometimes fake, and he put himself in the real and illusory, but he was still beaten to the point of being in a difficult situation and fell and retreated continuously.

Although the Death Saint is powerful, the combination of the four masters of the ten will be able to compete with the immortals and demons of the world in person. How can the Death Saint compete with him?

The first ten moves, the Death Saint can compete with the four people, and the second ten moves, the Death Saint is completely at a disadvantage. After twenty moves, the Death Saint is completely defeated and is almost unresisting.

"Thunder Tribulation Secret Sword, Shenxiao Sword!" The arc of electric power burst, and the dazzling sword light seemed to turn into lightning, wandering away from the void, and suddenly condensed into a divine light that penetrated the sky and the earth, and suddenly penetrated into the chest of the Death Saint.

Lei Jiuxiao roared in a long voice, and the sword exploded like thunder. The vast and vast energy poured into the chest of the Death Saint as the sword body poured into the death saint's chest, and it was about to smash the latter into pieces in one fell swoop.

The Death Saint's chest was penetrated by a sword, but no blood flowed out, as if it was not his body. His face did not change at all. He handed it out and grabbed Lei Jiuxiao's face fiercely.

This palm swelled in the wind, and suddenly it was as big as a cushion, and it was taken "bang".

Lei Jiuxiao's eyebrows twitched, he opened his mouth and spitted out a thunderous sound, and a sword light wrapped in lightning and thunder erupted.

At the same time, the three masters of Du Tian gathered and destroyed Du Tian, ​​and the three Red masters came and rushed away their fists and palms.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The two fists and one palm were free of time, and the body of the Death Saint was hit at the same time, like a torrent, and the power of magma surged in.

The two fists of the Destroyed Du Tian hit the Death Saint's arms, and the "Red" was printed on the Death Saint's forehead. The Death Saint immediately twisted and trembled, and the surface of the body was like boiling volcanic magma. The bubbles exploded, the bones and tendons broke, and flew backwards like rag dolls.

The momentum of the Death Saint flying backwards was like a meteorite attacking. A pile of huge rocks blocked his route. In an instant, it seemed to be bombarded by thousands of artillery shells, bursting suddenly, shattering into thousands or tens of thousands of fragments splashing around.

The master from the southern border unfortunately blocked his way, and was also knocked into meat sauce all over the sky, blood flying, dyeing large pieces of stone ground red.

The four ten masters and ten masters joined hands to blow the Death Saint to fly away, but there was still no drop of blood on his body, and the large cracked wound was like stains on white paper. With the eraser, it was wiped off, smooth and clean, and it seemed that he had never suffered any trauma.

"It hurts so much!"

The Death Saint slowly stood up, and his body rose. In a blink of an eye, he stood dozens of feet high, with his eyes unwavering, dark and deep, and he looked at Lei Jiuxiao and four others calmly.
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