What's more, Zhao Qing, Wu Tian long wanted to kill him, for poetry, for Xiaoyi out of that evil spirit.

In a dense forest, Zhao Qing and Zhao Qing leaned against a big stone in distress, looking into the distance, their faces full of grief.

"Brother Ning, don't worry. One day, I will avenge you, and I will frustrate Wutian."

Zhao Qing swore to heaven that this time not only all the people of the great Confucian Dynasty were sacrificed, but also the man who loved him deeply lost his life for himself.

"Brother, you must live, you must!"

Yan Mo looked desolate, and his heart was very sad. Although he was out of danger, he still had a strong fear in his eyes. He was a Shura that could not be conquered.

In fact, are they really out of danger? The answer is, obviously not.

All of a sudden, a forbidden talisman of the nine palaces, releasing a murderous spirit, broke through the void and plundered to the two men.

"Ah..."

Under the cover of the blood color prohibition, a scream was heard immediately. Zhao Qing looked at Yan Mo and gave out a cry of pain. She was strangled by thousands of murderous spirits. She died in front of herself. There was nothing left. Her heart was filled with grief and anger. The anger from her eyes was enough to burn the sky!

"You can't die without heaven..."

Zhao Qing was ferocious and dishevelled. The people around him were killed one after another, but he was unable to save them. In a flash, the sky and the earth lost their color. The blade of the sword shot out a thousand swords, which would break the ban on killing!

However, Yan Mo Mo could not be saved. His soul collapsed and his body became a blood mist, which floated between heaven and earth.

"Sonorous!"

A metal sound vibrated out, breaking through the gold and cracking stone, the earth fell, the dust covered here, even the sky trembled, the wind howled, the clouds covered the roof, and the visions appeared frequently

A half broken sword, the power of fire is so powerful that it can cut through the void and come to Wu Tian angrily.

It is unstoppable and powerful. In the eyes without heaven, this sword seems to cover the sky, and the scenery of all things in the world disappears. Only a sword is cut down fiercely, and the power of fire all over the sky is like the tide of the sea!

"How did you hurt Xiao Yi? Now I'll give it back."

No sky, no expression, the power of fire is thin, the sun and moon god plate clang, more than ten times stronger than the recovery of the empty spirit sword, a hundred miles of land immediately collapsed, the lives were ruined!

Without any resistance, the broken sword broke open with a clang sound, and the terrible concussion force made Zhao Qing's body tremble, his arms numb, his mouth bleed, and his empty spirit sword would leave.

Zhao Qing changed color and held the hilt in both hands. However, the empty spirit sword clanged and trembled. Her palms began to crack and blood overflowed.

Sonorous!

The sun and moon god plate swept out and hit the sword again. The empty spirit sword trembled suddenly. The huge impact force tore Zhao Qing's hands and suffered severe trauma in his body. He ejected a mouthful of blood and dyed his dress red.

Whew, empty spirit sword out of control, out of control, shot into a mountain a hundred miles away, with a bang, here suddenly presents a big hole, gravel rolling down the earth, dust and smoke cover the sky!

Losing the empty spirit sword, Zhao Qing is equal to a snake without teeth, without threat.

However, it has to be said that she has a good heart. She did not even blink her eyelids when she suffered such a terrible injury. She just looked at the sky with hatred and resentment.

"For your brother Zhao Kuang, I admire you very much, but for you, I'm very disappointed. Originally, the blood of Zhao family can continue to continue. It's strange that you didn't cherish it."

Wu Tian spoke coldly, and the forbidden talisman of the nine palaces was snatched out, and the continuous blood light gushed out, which covered Zhao Qing in an instant. He did not go to see the result. His real cultivation was still in the early period of the hundred dynasties. It was entirely because of the empty spirit sword that he could fight with him for so long.

Now, with the empty spirit sword out of her hand, she can't survive in the nine palaces which can kill the people in the future.

Wu Tian's figure flashed and flew away in the direction of the empty spirit sword.

The scream of pain behind him rang through the sky, but it didn't make a ripple in his heart, cold and calm.

The empty spirit sword swings continuously, its edge depends on each other, and Wutian doesn't touch it with his hand. The third opens and takes the broken sword into the star world.

In Zhao Qing's body, it's inevitable that chiyanzi didn't die. So there must be chiyanzi's soul brand in the empty spirit sword. It's natural that xiaowuhao can erase the soul brand.

The emperor's army is not a king's magic weapon. If there is no heaven without the sun and moon god plate, it is no doubt a fool's dream to wipe out all Zhao Qing and others by the way of prohibition. With the emperor's army, all these are not illusions.

The air spirit sword is incomplete and good, and its power after recovery is half less than that of a complete emperor's army, but it is higher than that of the king's divine weapon. I don't know how many ranks it has.

"It's done!"

Almost a few minutes later, Xiao Wuhao sent the empty spirit sword out and fell into the hands of Wu Tian. The brand of chiyanzi's soul had been erased and became an ownerless thing.

A drop of blood drops from Wutian's fingertip and melts into the body of the sword, and immediately a feeling of harmony is transmitted to my heart."From now on, you will no longer be called empty spirit sword. I will give you your name and kill God!"

The God of beheading seems to have wisdom, but it buzzes and vibrates. It seems that he is very satisfied with the name. Even without the urge of the heaven and earth, it blooms with a bright light. The fire element energy between the heaven and the earth is surging and converging on it. The light is more and more intense and the edge is more and more amazing!

"Little emperor, empty spirit sword No, now it's called "beheading God". According to my previous observation, it's refined by Diyan, which has considerable room for improvement. If you can find another part and add enough materials, it will not be a problem to be promoted to holy soldier. "

Xiao Wuhao throws out an earth shaking news. Wu Tian's eyes are shining, and he stares at the beheading God with great hope. Immediately, eyebrow a frown: "before you erase the soul imprint, have you sensed where the chiyanzi is?"

"No, it must be outside, and because of the rules of Jueyin ruins, chiyanzi can't feel it. His soul brand has been erased, and the emperor's soldiers have changed their masters."

"I see."

Wu Tian nodded and took a step to plunder the battlefield of emperor Tian and others. When passing over the top of the nine palace killing, he waved his big hand and shot back to his hands.

After putting up the forbidden talisman, Wu Tian was about to leave, but at this moment, he immediately appeared a touch of suspicion between his eyebrows, and then quickly fell to the ground. Looking at the place that had been covered by the nine palace massacre, his brows were tight and his eyes were gloomy.

Because here, he did not see a remnant corpse, a broken arm, or even a smell of blood.

An idea that made him suspicious and angry appeared, and Zhao Qing escaped

Wu Tian rushes up to the nine days, his eyes twinkle and his eyes are shining. He looks down on the earth, but he doesn't see half of his figure. So he falls on the ground again, his eyes are condensed, and he looks at it carefully for a while. Finally, he is sure that Zhao Qingzhen has escaped.

"Damn it!" Without the weather, he stamped on the ground, and the place exploded, showing a deep pit and several cracks spreading.

Don't think about it. When he went to fetch the empty spirit sword, Zhao Qing broke the prohibition and fled with some kind of unique treasure or the eight level or above release talisman.

"Xiaowuhao, can you feel her breath?" Wu Tian Shen Dao.

Less than a moment, small Wu Hao said: "can't sense, this woman should have what can hide breath of treasure.".

"If you let the tiger return to the mountain, you will have endless troubles." Wu Tian is so angry that she blames herself for her overconfidence and carelessness. She takes the opportunity to slip away.

Silence for a moment, the force of the wind, he rose from the sky, quickly disappeared in the sky.

Not long after Wu Tian left, a head suddenly appeared in the soil covered by the nine palace massacre. This person is not Zhao Qing, and who is he!

Zhao Qing looked around for a circle. After confirming that no one was there, he broke the soil and jumped.

"No day, you wait. If you don't kill you, I will not be a man!" Zhao Qing looked out at the sky. Her eyes were full of bitterness and bitterness. There was a big token in the palm of her hand, flashing hazy glow.

If Wutian is here, you can recognize it at a glance. This token is the eighth level lifting talisman.

And in her other hand, there is a red gem the size of an egg, with continuous rays of light, isolating all the breath.

A little later, Zhao Qingshou understood the forbidden symbol and the red gem, and looked at a direction, which was opposite to the sky. The light wings appeared and flew into the sky, leaving without looking back.

On the other side, the fighting has turned white hot.

In this place, animals roar to the sky and human voices roar repeatedly. The land of thousands of miles has been devastated. The mountains and the earth are cracked. There are countless abysses, large and small, in which the magma gushes and submerges the place like a torrent.

In the sky, on the ground, in the magma, there are people and animals fighting and entangled, and the sky is dyed red with blood.

The king's divine soldiers are so powerful that they fight with each other and crush ten sides. Here is the hell on earth. The lives are all over the mountains and the fields are full of corpses. It is like the end of the day, the sky is falling and the earth is sinking

When Wu Tian comes here, his mind is in a trance. Is this still the original fiery mountain? Everywhere is a mess, beyond recognition!

The battle was extremely fierce. All the people who came to the imperial court of Confucianism, except Zhang Shi, were almost completely destroyed and fell into a pool of blood. The fierce beasts in the dragon god mountain range also had countless corpses, leaving only a few more than 30 heads!

Looking at the thirteen people like Xiangdi and Tian, all of them are scarred and covered with blood. The fallen geese of qingzong and Qu Lulu of yunvzong are lying on the ground, pale and unable to move, leaving only a weak breath. They are obviously suffering from terrible trauma.

Although the others will be better, they are all pale and seem to have some weakness.

"These remaining ferocious beasts are really too strong. They are basically descendants of the king of beasts. They are pure blooded and extremely powerful. They are two or three times more than us. Even though there are imperial soldiers, they can't be matched!" See no day coming, Qu Lulu weak way.

Wu Tian nods. These fierce beasts are all ancient heritage species, and their blood power is extremely pure. According to his estimation, almost all of them have returned to their ancestors and have all the powers of their ancestors.Moreover, their accomplishments are extremely high, and none of them is not the existence of the hundred dynasties. However, the emperor, the heaven and others are basically in the Dacheng period. They can entangle with them up to now, relying entirely on the emperor's soldiers

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