MTL - The Villain Has Something to Say-Chapter 147
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A huge sword shadow swept forward, and it was unstoppable.
When the sword fell, the entire white world slammed into the rumble, as if it was about to collapse, but it still stopped steadily. Luo gradually cleared his right hand, and the frosted sword became a blue streamer. He flew into his eyebrows. He held the mysterious sword in his right hand, and the sword tiped forward, and began to attack again and again.
His goal is this endless white world.
Xuan Lingjian followed the mysterious spirit for five hundred years. Although it was not as good as the Taihua sword, it was already a quenching of fairy tales. A blue-colored sword shines in the direction of Luo gradually clearing away, and the golden color is mixed with it, shaking the white world with the power of majestic.
The white sky is shaking and the white earth is shaking.
Whenever a sword squats, the world will tremble fiercely, and every move of Luo gradually clears his body, and the horrible spiritual power surrounds him, shining with dazzling brilliance. Just as Luo gradually cleared his hand, and infused with the spirit of the sword, ready to kneel down the last sword, but see this white world, suddenly a gale.
First, it’s a violent hurricane, and then a fierce thunder.
Luo gradually clears a mysterious sword, as opposed to this hurricane thunder, calmly and calmly counterattack defense.
boom! boom! boom!
The lightning thunder of this road is more fierce, and the hurricane is also more brutal. When the two fight to the end, each thunder and hurricane is equivalent to the full blow of the monk in the late period of the gods. Luo gradually clears out the Qinglian Yuanshen and uses the power of the gods to urge the "Jiulian to capture the heavens." ", then lifted the resistance with the black spirit sword.
The powerful roaring crash sounds constantly in this white world, and the two sides struggle hard. Luo gradually cleared the forehead and gradually covered a layer of fine sweat. He suddenly narrowed his eyes and turned a beautiful sword light in his hand. He turned his hand and clung to the black spirit sword. He took a long drink and stabbed the sword to the ground.
As soon as the sword entered the ground, he heard a loud bang, and Luo gradually cleared the center. A vast force spread out.
This force sweeps around in an irresistible trend, crushing all the thunder and hurricane into powder, and the endless spiritual power dissipates from the cold and slender sword of the mysterious sword, filling the world.
boom!
The white world suddenly disappeared with a deafening sound.
When this white disappeared into the field of vision, Luo gradually put a hand on the black spirit sword, looking at the eyes with vigilance. He returned to the narrow road surrounded by darkness, surrounded by a thick black, invisible behind him, invisible.
However, Luo gradually cleared but could not care.
Da da!
Da da!
A faint footstep walked from the end of the dark road. Luo gradually cleared his hand and pulled the black spirit sword out of the road. He picked up the scorpion slightly and looked carefully at the front. The man’s footsteps were not urgent or slow, so he walked so casually, he could not see his figure in the dark, only heard the footsteps of the road.
When this white figure appeared in front of Luo Qingqing, he silently clenched the black spirit sword, looking at the other side calmly.
The cold and oppressed gas field, the beautiful and innocent face, when this person appeared, he seemed to stand on the top of the mountains overlooking the beings. His power has formed a kind of pressure in the invisible, pressing on the shoulders of Luo gradually clearing. He is a coveted, and the wind that listens to the ear stops for a moment.
Luo gradually cleared his lips and lifted the black spirit sword, pointing to the other side: "Jiu Lian, do you have to stop me today?"
Yes, this person is Jiulian!
The scene of the disappearance of Jiu Lian’s obsession was still vivid, but now he has met a real Jiulian.
"You are too weak, just like the Mingjia of the year. You are not as good as the blue, not as good as the past, not as good as I used to, but I have already integrated into the heavens. 』
When the obstined said such a thing, Luo gradually cleared that he did not understand what Jiu Lian meant. Three thousand years ago, in the sixty-four demon statues, Cang Ruo Zun is the deserved leader of the demon, but the only demon king, and the Ming Gale demon is under the Cang Ruo demon, the second demon By.
Jiulian's arrogance, Luo gradually deep and deep experience, but in the world, when strength and arrogance, it is strength!
There is a strong person between heaven and earth, and it is strong enough to let others have no rebellion.
Since Luo gradually cleared Nirvana, he has not encountered such an enemy for decades. The man was empty and empty, just a calm and calm stop to the other side, the Thunder could stop, the wind was dumb, the mighty world was only opened for him, and the dark road was only guarded by him, and there was no more concern.
However, no matter how strong the opponent, Luo gradually clears no way to turn back.
In the face of his problems, Jiu Lian did not answer. His eyes were cold and indifferent, as if he was looking at a grain of sand, a hay, and a bug. He is the heavenly way, and the heavenly way is him. In his sight, Luo gradually clears no difference with other heavens and earth, and he is a hyena.
Luo gradually cleared his eyes, and when Jiu Lian had not yet started, he attacked the ground.
The black spirit sword turned into a golden sword light. If you swim the dragon, you will rush to the front of Jiu Lian in the blink of an eye. However, when you touch his face, he suddenly stops, and the golden sword light bursts!
Luo gradually cleared his foot and Xuan Lingjian returned to his palm again. When his sword came back, the blade was still trembled constantly, and Luo’s left-handed tiger’s mouth was already shattered. The two blood mouths appeared, and the blood blew down like this.
Looking forward, Jiu Lian Zun has not moved in one step, but calmly stood there calmly!
Luo gradually cleared his heart and immediately had a prototype. His eyebrows flashed a blue light. The next moment, the nine-petal Qinglian sword became a sword light, which appeared in the right hand of Luo Qingqing. The left hand clings to the mysterious sword, the right hand clings to the frost floating sword, Luo gradually clears the toes, and countless bright red circuit lines will appear around him.
He licked the handcuffs, and the symbols of the road appeared on the sword of the Frost Float, and nine green lotuses emerged.
"go with!"
The vastness of the sword is like a wave, and it rushes to Jiu Lian. However, after this Jianguang, Luo gradually cleared the black spirit sword without hesitation, and spewed a blood, all sprinkled on the sword. In an instant, the golden light began to sway, and the mysterious sword continued to tremble, and a powerful force emerged from the black spirit sword.
boom!
After the mysterious sword followed the frosted sword, it turned into a million swords, and stabbed it from all directions.
It was this extremely tense moment that the frost-fighting sword was approaching Jiulian, and the Jianfeng sharp, blowing the long hair of Jiulian back, revealing a cold and snowy face. However, there is no trace of color in the black lotus of Jiu Lian Gujing. His right hand is gently swaying, and the long sleeves are slightly moving, and Luo gradually clears his eyes.
Hey!
Frost Float slammed into a blue-colored sword light, but just touched it. The nine green lotuses on the sword's body were broken and collapsed at the speed visible to the naked eye, and then the whole sword was turned backwards and flew back. Luo gradually cleared his palm. At the same time, thousands of mysterious swords also stabbed Jiulian, but he just gently moved to get Jianguang, and then crushed all these golden swords.
Everything is only in an instant.
From the movement of Jiu Lian's finger, to the Frost Float and the Xuan Lingjian.
Luo gradually grasped the Xuanling sword with difficulty, and suddenly squirted a blood, and looked at Jiulian in front of him. I saw that the latter’s right hand was holding a sinless sword light. There was no sword at all. With only a touch of Jianguang, he did not move even after moving, and all the attacks of Luo gradually cleared, and hurt him!
This kind of power gap makes Luo gradually clear his heart, but he does not feel afraid.
His eyes were round and round, and the two swords were rushed up again. The momentum was fierce. Jiulian slightly lifted the scorpion and blocked the attack of Luo gradually clearing with Jianguang. A powerful collision occurred continuously on this black road, and the shock wave of spiritual power slammed around, and Luo gradually continually attacked, and Jiulian fought again and again.
It seems that Jiulian was suppressed by Luo gradually and always passively defended. However, in fact, every attack of Luo Qingqing was easily blocked by Jiulian. He does not change his color, just raise the sword, and he will be able to resolve all the moves of Luo.
No, even that is not a sword at all, just need a sword light, it will resist everything!
Jiulian only used less than 50% of the strength, Luo gradually cleared but almost tried his best.
Another attack came, Luo gradually cleared the "Jiu Lian Tian Tian Lu", so that the frost floating sword formed a virtual shadow, and in the blink of an eye rushed to the front of Jiu Lian. This time, Jiulian is still raising his hand to block the sword, but when he just blocked the sword, he saw that Luo gradually cleared the sword of the black spirit sword and clenched it hard. Puncture the palm of your hand, blood stained red sword.
"At least, let you make the best effort to make your sword!"
Luo gradually cleared the mysterious sword to his feet. When the black spirit sword stabbed into the earth, Jiu Lian finally trembled from the unwavering gaze, looking down to the ground.
At this moment, in the land of the far north, countless nobles have long been stunned by the scene of this scene. They watched the three beasts continue to attack Li Xichen, and were again blocked by the Thunder. There is a thick darkness in the sky. No one knows how long this attack has been, but when it sees the black sky, a golden light flashes down.
When the golden light beam hit the body of the three beasts, the phoenix screamed and unicorned.
The golden dragon suddenly spoke a shocking dragon, and the powerful beast pressure will shake back all three members of the scene. At this moment, I saw that the illusory Golden Dragon actually vented his words and rushed to Li Xiuchen angrily. He said: "Jiu Lian! You have a remorse for 30,000 years, you have redempted!"
Under the leadership of Jinlong, the phantoms of the other two beasts also rushed to Li Xiuchen.
At this moment, the attack of the three-headed beasts became more fierce, and the thunders that were maintained around Li Xiuchen also blocked these attacks more intensely.
Between the many sages, when I heard this voice, the blue demon stunned suddenly, but not far away, the red devil rushed forward, as if something was involved in him, wanting Pull him to the side of the golden dragon.
Big eyes: "Miyak!"
Still in the future, but when I saw a streamer flashing, Jin got away from the arm of the magic, and he came back hard. Jin left his eyes indifferently, and raised his hand on the chest of the magical mist. With a touch, it seemed to cut something.
There is only a light expression on the handsome face, and the singer is whispered: "How."
Mo Qianqiu blinked his eyebrows, his light flashed slightly, and he opened his face and said: "...nothing."
On the sky of 9,999 feet, Luo gradually lifted his hand and wiped the blood from his lips.
The palm of his left hand was cut by the mysterious sword, and the blood was stabbed, but he provoked his lips and his eyes were clear. He calmly said: "Three thousand years ago, you let the sixty-four demon and eighty-one People are guarding the land in the far north, in order to let them share the pressure of heaven for you. However, let those who are able to share the power of heaven and earth are the most inferior methods. Everything in the world is now being heavenly. In terms of integration, you are not as good as him. You are dead, you will protect him first, protect you - Li Xiuchen!"
On the dark road, Jiu Lian’s figure had a moment of nothingness, and his face was pale.
He looked up and saw Luo gradually clear, still did not say a word, as if it was a dead person, only one time the sword to resist. But this time, when Luo gradually cleared up, he pinched his fingers, and the blue sword light in his right hand was instantly crushed. When he raised his hand again, from his palm, a long and straight sword gradually appeared.
First, the sharp and sharp sword tip, and then the smooth and sturdy sword body, when the simple and unskilled hilt appeared in the palm of Jiulian, a blue sword spike gently fell down.
Luo gradually squinted at the sword spike, for a long time, said: "This is before you took the sky, the young masters of Moqing tied themselves on the hilt."
Jiu Lian seems to have not heard it. He lifted his sword forward and his eyes were dark, as if there was no soul.
Luo gradually sighed and sighed, and when he blinked, it was already cold and cold.
Two people look at each other
