Chapter 19 Doomsday Vacancy

Why don't I have the kind of ** when I update 10,000 words a day? By the way, I really can't afford to hurt without the outline...

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A bloody knife light came to cover the sky and the sun, just like ancient ferocious beasts wanted to devour everything and destroy everything. Everything where the knife passed turned into nothingness. Even a plant, a tree, a stone and a water, it was completely cut by the knife and disappeared invisible.

I don't know why, when the blade came to face with the momentum of destroying everything, the dragon swordsman felt that he had lost the timidity just now, the caution of just now, but only a head-on determination.

Since thousands of years ago, the predecessors of the Beast Gate could suppress this powerful demon, even if thousands of years have passed and the Beast Gate has not been prosperous, even the Yuanying monks in the sect are the only one. However, so what? At least they have fought against powerful demons by themselves, and at least they still have the former The original pride of the generation!

Death is sometimes difficult, but sometimes it makes people feel so calm...

The "dragon virtual armor" on the dragon swordsman seemed to be alive. The black Panlong on his clothes seemed to be about to jump out, and the black sword in his hand seemed to have this unyielding momentum. From time to time, a sonorous dragon chant came out, reflecting the struggle of the black Panlong on the "Dragon Virtual Armor" , complement each other.

He gently stroked the black sword and muttered, "Sagelong, ah, stegolong, it's a pity that there are only a little remnants left by an ancient mythical beast like you. Unfortunately, the master you are looking for can't let you restore your heyday, but even so, let's have a good fight today!"

When it comes to the word "war", the dragon swordsman's eyebrows flew, and there was no longer a trace of hesitation on his face, only overflowing determination.

The bloody knife light broke through the void and came to cut through everything. However, the current dragon swordsman smiled gently at the knife light that cut the sky and the earth. Then his face was solemn, and the momentum on his body kept rising, and the black sword in his hand was more and more full of black light, which seemed to devour the surrounding light. , and the black Panlong on the "dragon virtual armor" on his body also had a high head, as if to break out of the armor to fight against the bloody knife light.

"Hen--"

The bloody figure also felt a little surprised by the change of the dragon swordsman. Then, he turned his head and looked at it. Then, there was a memory, a kind of memorial feeling in his bloody pupils without a trace of emotion. He shook his head at the dragon swordsman who seemed to be a car with his arms, and then said slowly, "It is worthy of the original beast. Man, your cultivation is not good, but this kind of heart is also rare. Well, it is a reward for you so desperately. You can know my name.

The Dragon Swordsman ignored the words of Blood Shadow and devoted himself to improving his cultivation. This blow was his lifelong blow.

The blood-colored knife in the hand of the blood shadow pointed far away and said to the dragon swordsman, "My name is Blood Spirit. In order to show respect for you, take me a move to break the world!"

As soon as the body moved, the shadow of the blood spirit disappeared into the air. It seemed that it had never appeared, but there were faint words in the air: "Ding Zen Buddhism and Lingjian Sect, I don't know any small sect, but is it still okay to supplement blood food, Gaga..." < /P>

Three days later, the Zen sect...

On the huge stone mountain, the fixed-minded venerable and the meditable meditated looked at the bloody stream flowing in the mountain gate without tears. Now the bloody stream has slowly converged together. Then, the two looked at the bloody eyes of the unicorn lizard tail in the air, but it was full of left. The hatred.

Of course, the eyes can't kill such a powerful demon, so we still need to fight.

"Combation?" The eyes of the settled Venerable were determined, looking at the same sad Zen Venerable Venerable. There was no consultation in his eyes, but only an agreement.

"Ha..." The Venerable of Meditation smiled sadly, and then smiled calmly at the Venerable and said, "Is there any other way? Anyway, the sects that have fought for it all their lives have been destroyed. Let's fight with this demon!"

The blood spirit in the opposite air looked at the reasuring venerable and the Venerable Venerable who were discussing with each other with great interest. In a little playful eyes, it can be seen that he regarded the other party only as a plaything, and as for the threat, maybe not at all.

"Secret skill: meditation..."

A strong yellow light burst out from their bodies, and at the same time, the two yellow lights were connected, wrapping them directly in a yellow mask. Then, the mask suddenly lengthen, like a yellow stick straight to the sky. This thing is the treasure of Zen Buddhism, stabbing the sky stick.

"Interesting! I didn't expect that thousands of years later, the Yuanying combat power of the Xiuzhen world would be so weak, but I don't know how our children are? The blood spirit's eyes moved slightly and sighed faintly. At the same time, one hand holding the blood-colored long knife raised high and casually turned to the light mask formed by the combination secret technique of the two people. In addition, the long stick formed by the treasure of the town, the heavenly stick, was vast and almost irresistible.

The bloody knife light and the yellow long stick collided, causing a huge shock and almost flattening half of the Zen sect.

The smoke and dust have fallen, and this place has completely turned into ruins, and a blood-colored gun has appeared in one hand of the blood spirit flying in the air, and the direction he flew to is the direction of the spiritual sword faction.

Half a month later, in the sect of the spiritual sword school, the old man of the spiritual sword looked at the demon in the air with grief and indignation. He had no hope for the situation in the sect. At this moment, he just wanted to form some damage to the demon before he died, and then he believed that the demon was absolutely I won't stop here, but sooner or later, there will be seniors among the immortals to deal with him, and then everything will be worth it.

Blood sword, stabbing the sun's long gun.

The collision between the two caused the change of the celestial phenomena. On that day, the mortals of the whole Jianling Kingdom saw a blood sword and a sky-breaking spear fighting in the remnant sun. However, within a while, the bloody sword was smashed. After that, there was only one spear left in the sky.

Ding Zen Buddhism and Spiritual Sword School Destruction.

The blood spirit is still not satisfied. After all, after thousands of years of suppression, he has lost too much blood and must be supplemented with the blood of monks. Therefore, he went all the way to the place where immortals gathered, and all the sects along the way were full of lamentations.

The mourning is everywhere, and the remnant sun is like blood...

PS: I wrote for three hours today, but I forgot to save it. The result was sad. Hey, this is a rewrite. It's painful...