MTL - Black Tech Internet Cafe System-v6 Chapter 951 This life has no regrets into China, and the future is willing to plant flowers!

The Alliance of the Immortals, the Gods, and the Devils, like the Tianhe River, is vast, and in the West, the figure of the white robe is vacated, and the light shines everywhere. It is the **** led by the **** of glow arbitration. Cut the army!

In the northeast direction, the fairy sounds, Wan Xian stepping on the yellow clouds, falling down the sky!

From the southeast, the ink waves are rolling, the devil is crying!

Fighting... No, everyone is experiencing a terrible killing at the moment!

The Yunyundao Palace, the Elven Forest, the Orc Kingdom, and the wider world.

Among the Elf Wang Ting, I saw only the thin figure, the sword marks and the magical light, which made the worn cloak seem to be more run-down.

In the Yunyundao Palace, all the disciples and elders gasped fiercely. The entire Liuyundao Palace was almost turned into a ruin, as if it had experienced a fierce battle before.

At the moment, the blood on the front of the river has become a battlefield. Nalan Hongwu, St. Wilson and others suddenly stopped their movements and turned to look ahead.

A group of people came out of the fog, or with a sword, or holding a dust, only the contours can be seen in the fog.

I saw the heavy chain behind one of them, wrapped around a giant sword.

"That is..." The voice of the solitary ancestors is low, "My ancestor...!"

"And..." The solitary ancestors continued. "We have long since lost the clan and the ancestors of Zongmen!"

Two more figures appeared in the fog, and one of the dead right hands held a rotten staff, the top of the staff, the red gems, but it was not stained.

Behind one person, a high-handed sword with a high hand, the sword is cold and sturdy!

"The first generation of law...!?"

"And... the first generation Juggernaut!" St. Wilson sank.

In the fog, a path of dryness emerged, and the sacred army, as if to mourn the world, their appearance of failure before their death.

And they far surpass the power of imagination, but it seems to tell these younger generations that the past is a brilliant, long-forgotten legend.

They have no mood swings in their empty eyes, just like a marionette, slaughtering everything around them.

They are cold and murderous, such as the wind and the fog are overwhelming!

But if they are still spiritual, maybe they really want to kill... it’s their own!

Use...the swords of these younger generations!

Four eyes are opposite, and the hollow eyes seem to reveal a strange emotion: Do you have the shoulders to grasp the future? !

At this moment, Nalan Hongwu and others looked more serious and they seemed to hear the sounds from ancient times.

"If there is... kneel down my head, go ahead!"

In a hoarse and distorted roar, countless terrible attacks broke out in all directions!

"Oh~"

At this moment, what you see from the faces of these players is self-confidence, calmness, and strength... There are also meticulous skills and top-notch... soul!

"The solid wish!" Nalan Hongwu smiled and shook the sword, shaking off the flesh and blood dust on the sword front.

"Bet on the glory of the knight!" A great sword in the hands of the paladins, the light is like a rainbow!

"The country, the people... let us defend!" On the battlefield, there were sabers.

The ancestors from faraway ancient times, and the stunned descendants of this era, are on the battlefield, and they are opposite.

"on!"

Time, swords and swords, countless horrible magic, the ancient swordsmanship, instantly enveloped the whole world! In the encirclement of this three-legged army, all the national allied forces are here, as if a blossoming flower blooms!

That is... After countless years of precipitation, the blood and brilliance of life!

Nalan Hongwu is full of swords and swords, both sides of the sword, staggered, incomparably precise sword, a few milliseconds difference, first step across the other's neck!

Take the sword and do it all at once.

Recalling the countless battles in the past, virtual and real... life and death, if there is a subtle situation, perhaps... he has really touched it!

"Hey!" A heavy slap in the middle of the sword, the bounce! St. Layton unloaded the other side of the sword, almost at the same time...

"Amazing martial arts tyrants!" Another figure behind him vacated, Juggernaut Wilson's sword in his hands vacated, light and shadow interlaced, playing a devastating symphony!

"Bujin light array!" Above the Yunyundao Palace, the sky is shaking, the thunder is shaking the world!

"Exile ... the front!" Elf Forest, a terrible horrible green energy like the tsunami of the end, roaring out!

At this moment, the entire battlefield, I feel a deep chill, this is the roar of these people from the realm of life and will.

In just a few dozens and hundreds of years, it has reached a situation that even the predecessors could not even imagine. Even entering the realm of the gods, whether it is fighting skills or mood, it has already been the peak of the world. At the moment they are qualified to write a madness!

"Block them! Stop them--!" The **** of glow arrogance roared, the roar of the gods, and the whole world.

"Kill!" A command, the group of demons! The huge shadows in the sky are shrouded, it turns out to be...

"Shadow Legion?!" All the people of the Western World felt the breath and were shocked.

Worldmaster Hematon looked solemnly: "It is the evil **** they sacrificed!"

But now they are comparable to the same year? ! In the "God of War", the gods were squandered, and the "Journey to the West" was heard under the door of the saints. No matter where they live in the mainland, at this time, they look back, once the wind and waves, at this moment, but the heart is wild!

"Why do you wait for me to stop me??" The same as the land of the gods, the swords in their hands are not inferior, and their warfare is even worse!

"I just told you to sect the sects of the sects. The ruins of the mainland were destroyed thousands of years ago, causing the inheritance to be almost cut off. After thousands of years, I will come again. Let me wait for a few catastrophe?!" Lan Hongwu examines the **** of glow arbitrage in front of him.

Beside him, Zongwu, Lonely Cloud, and even other monks and warriors are cold-eyed at this moment.

"That is, you have ordered your army to harass me for thousands of years?! So the corpse is a thousand miles away, the land is mourning?!" The other side, a group of knights, mages, at this time the eyes are full of anger! Examine the demon in front of you.

"Holy Light, do you see that enemy?" A group of paladins headed by the head of Avon, riding a gryphon, like a sharp arrow with the same handle! Go straight into the enemy's heart!

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"You...what is it?!" For the golden dragon bridge divided by the sky above ~www.novelbuddy.com~ wearing the crown of the gods of the gods of the gods, the king of the gods asked.

In the palm of his hand, a piece of aura dissipated. At this moment, he seemed to feel it... no matter where he is, this is his most solid backing!

A thousand words, all turned into one sentence: "This life has no regrets into China, and the future is willing to plant flowers..."

An arrow slashes through the void, and the sunbow is full of power, and the arrow is transformed into a light that runs through the heavens and the earth!

The headless **** of war, roaring.

The next moment, the gods and the gods, the gods and the devils... above the heavens, the magnificent as the galaxy meets!

"However, kill!" Xuan Zhongsheng, dressed in purple robe, screamed.

In the next moment, I saw four swords rising from the sky, the sky and the sky, and the red light.

Looking far away, the Quartet is vaguely like an ancient sword, and the ancient characters of the vicissitudes of life are revealed in the red light. They are:

诛仙!

Fallen into the fairy!

Wonderful!

戮仙!

Three treasures of jade, Taiji figure ... and even a variety of congenital Lingbao, crushed down from the battle!

"Ah-!" a scream, and soon followed by a second, third...

Then there are mountains and plains!

In the array, the sword shadows, and in an instant, the corpses are everywhere, and the blood flows into the river!

They are proud of the treasures of the gods, they are arrogant and unremarkable, as if at this moment, can not play any role!

诛仙利, 戮仙死, trapped in the four red light; the immortal change is infinitely wonderful, the big Luo Jinxian blood dyed skirt!

This seems to be the real catastrophe!

Like their high presence, they have always been only them, and they have never thought of it. One day, they will encounter such a terrible catastrophe!

This moment is their end!