Chapter 393 800 Years

Chapter 393 800 Years (middle)

Puff...

Blood splashed. This is a rotten battlefield, emitting a smell of rotten smell everywhere. Under the golden sacred light, there is such an evil body and blood hidden.

Along the way, He Kuang is like a god who steps on the sky, pointing to the sky and the earth, which is extremely strong; the generals surrounded by golden light are extremely indifferent. They are like a group of dead men, rushing to He Kuang without fear of death, holding deep cold chains in their hands, rippling out infinite light, and the lines of the road flow in it, entangling He Kuang.

The ink-like nunchaku is simple and deep, emitting a frightening murderous intention. Between the waving of the nunchaku, it directly blows up the road.

The skulls are flying and the flesh and blood are scattered. Their bodies have turned this place into hell. The disgusting smell is coming. These days, it will be as if they can't be killed. Killing a group will always attract the second batch. However, even if He Kuang Li has been caught, it is not revealed at all.

There is an obsession in my heart, and I have the intention to kill for nine days. Even if I sacrifice my life, I have to avenge my heart.

Papa...

The nunchaku hit the body of the general, the golden armor was broken, and their bodies were smashed and tattered.

has been killing, and his own body has been seriously injured. His dilapidated clothes have become strips, and between the cloths, deep visible bone scars are across his body, the flesh and blood are flying wounds, and the black evil light is slowly corroding, which is a shocking scene.

"Kill!" He Kuang roared and pointed to the sky and the earth. The nunchaku opened the bloody road for his life. He stepped on the sky and trampled on the body of the heavenly generals. He was not afraid of those infinite lights. He turned into demons and slaughtered wantonly. He let the law of the road hit himself unconsciously and walked forward firmly.

However, at this time, these days will be like a low tide, disappearing in an instant, and He Kuang is also black in front of him, falling straight into the muddy water, splashing sewage on the ground, soaking him.

The heavy rain was turbulent, and finally it snowed heavily. After a while, he was completely submerged in the snow and soil. Only the dark and cold nunchaku accompanied him, which disappeared between heaven and earth like the end of a hero. Perhaps many years later, someone will pass by here and find that he has experienced it here. The battle of the generals.

The ocean held a green flame and killed all directions. His cultivation became more and more powerful, and there were countless people in the chain world who died in his hands. He could even pile up countless peaks. The whole chain world was frightened by him. He was like a tireless killing machine, as if he was born for killing, which was extremely horrible.

The blue flame is shining, which is now more energetic than the former vigorous color. The whirlpool around the sword body is extremely quiet. All the material space around the sword body will be crushed and annihilated by it, which is extremely horrible.

The blue light bloomed one by one, with the smell of death, and cut to the people in the chain world. The blood light splashed and looked around. Until now, this is no longer a shocking thing. This has completely become an ordinary and unusual thing.

He has been killing like this. Even if he is a strong man several levels higher than him, he will slaughter him. Here, he has a name of "killing king", which makes everyone scared.

"There's nothing he can do. He is almost invincible now. Chaos-level strongman can't come out. Who will compete with him?" A Hongmeng-level eighth-level strongman.

"Who is competing with? It's terrible that he is so powerful; but why didn't the patriarch solve it and let him grow up like this? Why the hell is this?" Another Hongmeng-level strongman.

After fighting with the sea for so long, they never know what the patriarch was thinking. The endless clan fell, and the patriarch did not make any movement at all. Those who stood up were the elders and the people who had been closed all year round. However, whenever he wanted to kill him, he would always rebound and unexpectedly. Kill!

"His current growth is unstoppable. He has become the climate and is no longer the one who was sealed back then."

"Yes, we can't fight with him anymore. If it goes on like this, we can only kill and injure more people. Now withdraw and build a defense line in the rear."

Just as these people were talking and worrying, a majestic and cold voice came out: "All my people in the chain world have left the chain and rushed to the floating continent!"

The ocean no longer kills, but stares straight at the place where the sound comes. His hand rises and falls, and a sword containing all his capacity, such as the sword light that can break through the chaos and rushes to the deepest part, but it is blocked back, causing him to be severely damaged and knocked out of the world. He is unconscious in an endless space fluid. The intention is drifting.

The endless starry sky is still silent and cold, without any life. In the lonely starry sky, the chains of the starry sky are looming, and a burly body is tortured to resist the corrosion of the power of the starry sky.

In the distant time and space, at the intersection of time and space, a beautiful woman is bound in it, suffering the baptism of time and the oppression of space. Her beautiful face has been haggard, just like a fairy falling into the mortal world, looking a little desolate.

In the endless mountains, under the seven mountains (the seven emperors and the nine emperors fell, two of which collapsed), in a cave, on the altar, the man with loose hair was nailed by countless nails. He was also asleep, waiting for the coming of the catastrophe. It was quiet and there was no movement.

In an unknown mountain, an old man with a medicine basket walked between the mountains: "During a short blank period, all races are resting and waiting for the arrival of the decisive battle. Alas... The bones become mountains... Blood flows into rivers... The new era..." The old man sighed, and then disappeared in place, no I know where I'm going.

In an exotic space in Nanling, this is a natural cave. The broken sky holds the cherry blossoms and leads the Ni clothes into this time and space.

This time and space is not very large, about 100 square meters. It is very simple and there is almost nothing. The only thing that attracts attention is the thousand-year-old jade in the center of the cave. On the thousand-year-old jade, there are two beautiful women lying on them. They are so similar, as if they were carved in a mold. It's average.

Duan Tian put Xiao Ying down, and Xiao Ying did not disturb her. She let the thousand-year-old jade of Duan Tian go. She wore a white skirt, carried a pipa on her back, and covered her buttocks. She didn't say anything and led Xiao Ying straight to the other side.

The beautiful face is as pure and beautiful as the snow lotus blooming on Tianshan Mountain, and her white skirt highlights her dust.

Duan Tian stared at the woman in front of him, and his heart was suddenly melted. At this moment, his eyes were full of the woman in front of him, and he was all occupied by her.

At this time, he couldn't find any murderousness on his face. His cold eyes became tender, and his indifferent face melted in an instant, just like a begonia blossom, extremely beautiful.

Never see the face full of killing and iron blood again, and a bright smile appeared on his face, like a leading boy, extremely sunny, and no other shadow can be found.

He stretched out his trembling hands and wanted to hold the woman's face. However, his hands, which had just been stretched out, stopped in the air and finally withdrew feebly, but held the green jade hand.

The tentacles were cold, and the sky didn't seem to find it. He looked at the woman quietly and whispered, "Yi'er, I'm back. I'm back to see you!"

"You are still as beautiful as before, as holy as before."

"Yi'er, I miss you so much. I really miss you so much."

There were thousands of words in Duan Tian's heart, but he couldn't say that the scene in front of him was his eternal pain. Tears flowed quietly, covered his face, and his heartache was endless.

With Yu Wen's tears dripping into Yi'er's hand, he didn't realize it. He looked at Yi'er quietly like this, as if he wanted to be eternal.

The sad scene made people cry and made people sad. He carefully guarded Yier, and always made a slight sound from time to time: "Listen to the stream quietly under the moon."

"It snows all over the sky, dancing in the snow, cooking wine and dancing."

"The last dance for you, the sad dance, the bleakness of blood."

"God, we will never be separated like this. I will dance for you all my life."

"God, this place is so beautiful. Let's build a thatched hut here. You see, there are mountains and water, flowers and grass, and many small animals, hehe..."

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These words always ring back and forth in this time and space, which makes people heartbroken. How desolate it should be.

Whenever the sky mutters, the Nishang beside him will always shed tears.

The two women did not disturb Duan Tian. They lived a quiet life here, but Duan Tian has been in such a state and remained motionless.

Xiaoying and Nishang often walk around, but their eyes will always be inadvertently there, and Nishang's heart will always be inexplicable pain, and only tears accompany her to avoid every day.

In this way, time passed day by, and there was silence between heaven and earth. There was no dispute. All people were quietly practicing and preparing for the upcoming catastrophe.

The weather changes and changes in the four seasons.

The warm spring breeze made the earth green. In a blink of an eye, the flowers competed to bloom. It was another autumn. All the flowers withered, and all the leaves fell yellow until the snow fell, covering the earth and letting it put on a silver-white dress.

In this way, the sky and the earth rotate, the flowers bloom and fall, the four seasons change, and time passes in such a scene.