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Chapter 1949 Thousands of birds fly away, thousands of people disappear

Chapter 1949: Birds flying across thousands of mountains, people are destroyed in thousands of paths

"Zhao Hungshan, you are really an absolute idiot. Ye Chuyue is at best the master of the Forest of Hundred Ghosts, and is also a new master. He is far from the Lord of Hundred Ghosts ninety thousand years ago. Even if the Lord of Ghosts appeared, he had to bow down in front of the upper interface. Now a clear road is placed in front of you."

Lu Yanran came back to her senses and shouted boldly: "Good birds choose trees to live in, and wise ministers choose masters to work. Zhao Hungshan, instead of following Ye Chuyue on the road without a future, it is better to put down your weapons and follow the Demon Princess with me."

"I'll give it to me if I kill this woman, and I'll be rewarded with great rewards."

Zhao Hungshan sneered: "I, Zhao Hungshan, never care about the saint of the land you are from. Today, I only recognize Leader Ye!"

The python flew out and headed straight for Lu Yanran.

Lu Yanran instantly threw out a long whip of fire and fought with the cold and terrifying python in the air.

The next moment, the sword of Zhao Hungshan pointed to the warrior and dragon trainer from the Biluo Continent.

The warrior of the Snake Venom Sect pulled out his weapons and rushed forward.

The war between the two sides is in full swing.

Above the sky, black lightning thunderstormed by the sky, bursts of thunder burst into pieces and sounds of rock breaking through the sky.

"Yu Hentian!"

"If you were in your heyday, you would still have the power to fight with me, but now you are a destitute guardian and a down-and-out formation guard. How dare you stop the breath of my demon clan? Who gave you the courage?"

Princess Linlang laughed out loud, but saw her floating in the sky. The wind and snow suddenly passed by, making her dress roar, and a pair of huge black wings suddenly grew behind her.

The wings are composed of black lightning bolts and instantly spread thousands of miles.

Black light covers the sky and the sun, covering the sky and the earth, making this city of eternal day become a country of dark night.

"After the Nine-Turn Demon Spirit Art is released, you will die."

Princess Linlang smiled slightly and looked down at the ants below the capital.

Shennong Space, Rag trembled when she heard this, "Ninety thousand years ago, I heard about this Nine-Turn Demon Spirit Art when I followed my master. As long as I used it, there will be casualties. Her magic power of this level will be easy even if she destroys the Lingtian Continent in an instant. It turns out that she just heard it, and she still felt it was too exaggerated. Now, when I saw it with my own eyes, I realized how powerful the people in the upper realm are!"

"this......"

Xuanyuan Xiu frowned, worried, and his face was a little bad.

At this time, countless people in Qiankun Capital, all directions, looked at Princess Linlang.

The Nine-Turn Demon Spirit Art, breaking the sky, slaughtering mountains, rivers and earth, destroying the nine-level outer sky, and daring to let the prosperity of all worlds return to the beginning of chaos!

Birds fly away in thousands of mountains, and people die in thousands of paths!

It is the ultimate mystery of the Demon Spirit Art!

Beside Tu Weiwei, Chu Yue, who had been weak for a long time, raised her eyes and looked at the sky.

The light purple pupils cracked the texture of black lightning.

Strange, and charming.

The wind and snow blew on the face, shaking so hard.

The ears were filled with thunder and the eardrum was about to burst.

The other side flower in the abdominal cavity completely integrates the martial arts body.

"Yu Hentian, die."

"It is your honor to die at the hands of this palace."

Princess Linlang's voice was not sharp and harsh, but it spread all around, even more turbulent than the storm.

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw her fold her hands together and chanting the ancient magic spell in a low voice.

The black lightning all over the sky, all became millions of sharp light blades, leaving the sky and falling from the sky.

The light of daylight was revealed from the gaps of the lightning blade.

It is like the first ray of dawn in the morning, falling on thousands of cities.

"Demon Spirit Heaven-Devouring Palm!"

Princess Linlang finished singing the spell and opened her faint eyes.

He slapped out in the air with one palm.

Every pattern in the palm of the palm is black flames and lightning.

When he came out of his palm, he saw countless lightning blades sweeping away from him gathered and merged into one, forming a huge palm, with the power of destroying the mountain and breaking the mountain with a bang.

This palm can crack every continent in the lower realm.

Yu Hentian had been fighting for a long time, and the evil evil restriction in his body deeply tightened the bones all over his body, making it so painful that he could not exert any more force.

The two swords that Wang Cheng had just picked up were crushed into powder by the Demon Spirit's Heaven-Devouring Palm as soon as he was raised, leaving only two pieces of knife handle in his hand.

His eyes were moist and a thin layer of mist was filled with water.

He was an orphan, abandoned from outside the Demon Destruction Sect since he was a child, and there were two knives next to the cradle.

The head master said that it was a relic left to him by his parents and his only belief.

Because the head master also said.

His parents did not abandon him, they must have encountered difficult problems.

The pair of crazy swords that had been with him for more than 20 years finally broke at this moment.

Not only did he not find his parents, he also lost the knife that was worthy of his favor.

Wang Cheng whispered bitterly and his eyes turned red.

But he doesn't regret it.

He doesn't regret meeting each other by chance.

"If you are your brother all your life, you will not be able to ignore it."

Wang Cheng had his hair disheveled, his clothes were cracked, and he looked down at Chu Yue, murmured in a low voice like Chu Yue had said.

Same thing.

The same goes for it.

He also gave the newly recognized sister.

The word "loyalty" does not depend on the length of time, but on whether you are sincere or righteous.

Suddenly, Wang Cheng's eyes shrank slightly.

But the weak figure disappeared.

"I, Ye Chuyue's person...

If I want them to live, they will not die!"


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