The autumn sun is bright and the breeze is blowing, and people faintly feel a strong sense of solemnity, the calm air suddenly seems to have encountered some unexpected change, Zhao Xiang began to spin wildly, and it took two breaths, Zhao Xiang was wrapped in the center of the hurricane, within a radius of hundreds of zhang, almost all the dead branches and leaves were suddenly separated from the trees, they either rotated in the air or rolled directly from the ground, and strangely turned into flying swords, sharp blades, spears, arrows, not only so, but also ulterior motives to target Zhao Xiang, up and down, left and right, The three-dimensional attack was launched from all angles, and the wild and domineering ferocity became more and more violent, as if he wanted to tear Zhao Xiang apart, chop, and annihilate in the next moment, "Oh my God, this is all grass and trees, and the military skills have become small" Uncle Huan's surprised voice sounded, Zhao Xiang's heart said, "Master, you have to deal with it carefully."
Uncle Huan immediately instructed uneasily, Zhao Xiang, who was surrounded by heavy surrounds, hated the person who used this magical power, and never started killing without meeting, his ruthlessness can be seen, and he snorted coldly, Zhao Xiang quickly adjusted the frequency of the divine consciousness wave to 608,000 times, of course, the divine consciousness wave naturally melted into the soul of the soul, the soul calming, the ability to refine the soul, the colorless and invisible divine consciousness wave with Zhao Xiang as the center, in a ring layer, Shooting out wildly, like a round of the rising sun appeared in the sea of fog, it went straight to all directions, bursting out of thousands of golden rays, and those almost condensed fog cyclones were like a group of rabble, fleeting, and could not withstand the simple and ordinary blow of the warriors and heroes, and the ferocious offensive that had just formed a hurricane disintegrated and disintegrated the arrows and swords dancing wildly, and the ruthless killing machine instantly collapsed and dissipated without a trace.
The figure who only showed his eyes suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Xiang without any warning, and then appeared in a blue shirt, black hair was lightly raised, more than eight feet long, standing in the autumn sun like a jade mountain, majestic and graceful, exuding a kind of trembling eternal cold, and finally on the field, the white shirt fluttering, wearing a square scarf, the forehead was full, and the eyes were on top of the masked purple scarf, the whole body was thin, and the length was comparable to Zhao Xiang, this person stood in front of Zhao Xiang, like a sheathed sword, flying out at any time to attack, it was Zimo Jun, "Zhao Xiang, don't do useless fighting" Zimo Jun's whole body emitted an overwhelming coercion, and he said in a deep voice: "Today, you will die, giving up resistance is the best policy for you, I can let you die without pain," sneered, Zhao Xiang sarcastically said with disdain: "Are you cultivating plants and trees, all soldiers and gods, and you have gone crazy and burned your brain, Zimo Jun, do you know what you're talking about, hehe, even the Yunkong, Hui Chan, and the clouds that are supported by one hand, Hui Chan, Hui Lu can't keep it, and he still wants my Zhao Xiang's life, the joke is really a big joke, are you so forgetful, don't you remember the lesson you were taught by the black girl who was the heir of the Ethereal Peak five years ago?"
I didn't expect that even so, it wouldn't change the fact that you were lonely and unheard, hum, what about the people in Yunkong, can you know more things, they are just some inconsequential ants, and in my eyes, they are not worth mentioning at all, and the black girl forgot to tell you that being controlled by him at that time was just a last resort, not that I, Zimojun, couldn't defeat her, and it was useless to die."
At the moment when he was about to strike a blow, Zhao Xiang sneered again, and his voice seemed to be full of a trace of regret, "Do you think that you can cover your true face by wearing a purple scarf this time, Wang Tian?"
Zhao Xiang had a vague feeling, this Zimo Jun seemed to be the Wuyue Sect, the Wang Tian who had cared for him five years ago, in the last battle of the Wuyue Sect's back mountain, the patriarch Chi Xiazi made a move to seal his cultivation, according to the patriarch, this Wang Tian is a registered disciple of the Yunxian Pavilion, and was secretly ordered by the master of the Yunxian Pavilion to lurk in the Wuyue Sect, why is the specific purpose of the Wuyue Sect unclear, as soon as Zimo Jun heard Zhao Xiang's words, his face moved imperceptibly, Zhao Xiang couldn't find any more valuable information from his subtle changes, naturally, he couldn't judge the probability of correcting the conjecture of Zimo Jun's true identity based on this"Who is Wang Tian, your enemy, your friend," Zi Mojun did not stop the gesture of attack, and his voice was cold, revealing a chill that pierced into the bone marrow, "Don't have any thoughts of running for your life, let alone expect my men to be merciful and die, boy" Before the words fell, one hundred and eight fists were filled like a storm, and the sky was full of fist shadows, splitting his head and face, forming a fist shadow space, and the radius was actually twenty or thirty zhang large, this fist shadow became a law realm by itself, completely controlled by Zimo Jun, Zhao Xiang was imprisoned in this fist shadow space, if it was just that, Zimo Jun's divine power was obviously far more than this, at the moment when the fist shadow law realm was formed, Zimo Jun's eyes flashed coldly, and his mouth screamed, dozens of miles of heaven and earth, and the aura was as fast as lightning.
Suddenly like thunder, they gathered from all sides, and they all rushed together, and the fist shadow law realm condensed away, and when it was approaching, Zimo Jun opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of essence blood, so these heaven and earth auras strangely turned into thousands of branches of different shapes.
Swords of different sizes, they all flashed out of the dementoring red light, fierce gods stabbed into the fist shadow law realm viciously, the fist shadow law realm suddenly changed from translucent milky white to blood red color, demonic and dazzling, Zhao Xiang, who was in the fist shadow law realm, his eyes narrowed at this moment, his heart was shocked, he found that Zimo Jun was actually a fifth-level Xuan Immortal, two levels higher than him, but he was not very worried, this kind of fist shadow to put it bluntly, in fact, it was the magic power to gather the aura of heaven and earth, and only those blood-colored swords that shot at him from all directions were very terrifying, so he estimated that they contained the essence blood of Zimo Jun, and his bloodline was connected, and he had part of the divine power of the master of the essence blood, as if they were themIt is Zimo Jun's natal magic weapon, each of which bursts out with the ability to devour the sky and the earth, and these swords transformed by aura are very good at oblique stabs, sweeps, vertical splits, and straight stabs, and they also know how to dodge, joint defense, The combined attack is simply a little unavoidable, and it is inevitable to avoid it, ordinary first- and second-grade Xuan Immortals don't want a round, their physical body and primordial gods will be cut into pieces by them, but at the moment, Zhao Xiang's physical body is strong, even if he is imprisoned, he has reached a terrifying realm, countless blood-colored swords fell on Zhao Xiang's body, and when they fell on Zhao Xiang's body, there were endless metal collision sounds, and burst out colorful sparks, dazzling, but only the person concerned knew that behind this splendid and moving was the constant slaughter step by step crisis, every time he hit Zimo Jun's face would turn white, every time he resisted Zhao Xiang's body would tremble, it was a long story, in fact, it was just an instant, and Zimo Jun roared violently, and his voice was loud and loud through the cloudsXiao's two crystal clear orbs suddenly dripped out of his mouth, and a terrifying aura quickly swept over: