Qingtian Sword Lord and Feng Lei Sword Lord have long done that.

If so, it would not be possible for them to resist the attack of many saints for so long!

"Ye Qing, go!"

The empty sword master came out of the gods, the aerial sword of the soul -burning power, directly killed it into the reincarnation magic seal.

The reincarnation god seal shakes violently, and the bright seal has many cracks.

The first god lord hummed coldly, the body surface overflowed with fairy light, the immortal blessing, and the way of life and death continued to bombard, reinforcing the reinforcement magic seal!

Reincarnation, relentless suppression.

Just the resistance of two dwellings has slowed the momentum.

If you want to resist the First God Lord, you ca n’t even do the empty spirit sword master.

The empty sword master is just a round of holy sword master.

The characters who need the level of the Lei Sword Lord can suppress the first god Lord of the years.

However, Fenglei Sword Lord, now he takes care of himself.

Ye Qing did not respond.

The blood in his eyes was shot, and the two pairs of dead magic wings fluctuated, rising from the sky, killing the reincarnation magic seal!

"boom!"

Over the top of Ye Qing's head, the two god swords converged together, and endless swords were erupted. The terrible kendo was released!

On the plum blossom god sword, a sword god wheel, suddenly, burst!

Plum Blossom Sword exploded!

In the next moment, the reincarnation seal, collapse and disintegration!

The ethereal god sword became dim, dragging the body of the plum sword master, and slowly fell!

In the sky, there are zero plum petals.

A drop of blood and tears in Ye Qing's eyes!

Holding the falling plum sword master.

"Master!"

Ye Qing drew a low voice, heartache like a knife cut!

"Stupid, why don't you go? Master is old, there is no future, but you are different."

The plum sword owner stretched out his hand and seemed to want to touch Ye Qing's cheeks.

However, her hand is slowly dissipating.

Such as the withered plum blossom.

"I don't leave, I will always be with Master." Ye Qing trembled with both hands, as if trying to hold the plum blossom sword master, but her body, such as the lost leaves, had no vitality.

Not only did she burn the sword soul, but also burned all the vitality, everything that could be mobilized.

The last sword is extremely bright!

As a sword, that's the peak of her life!

"Finally, there is another sentence to say."

On the illusion of the plum sword master, a smile appeared, such as the sun in the wind, and the last beauty was placed.

"Stupid, you look so beautiful."

The subject of the plum sword fell, and the unreal palm passed through Ye Qing's cheeks.
Chapter completed!