Archfiend

Chapter 837

First of all... Kneel down and watch the water for you... I'm a prophet. No... I went out to do business again today. It was 6 p.m. when I was a Taoist, I wrote a chapter,

Also plan 2 more... I go! Please forgive me for breaking my promise... Tomorrow is sure! Really? absolutely! It's OK, absolutely can recover 2 more!

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"Dang!" A knife is as fast as a knife. It waves into a golden light, and the golden aura breaks through the sky. Xu Yangyi tries his best to cut it down. With the collision of "shulala" sword, he pulls out the golden sparkle, and his eyes look at each other through the rising aura.

"Kill!" Both of them almost burst out into a boiling roar. Xu Yangyi tried his best to soar into the sky, reflecting the glory of death in the sun. The half moon shaped sword light, one after another, almost wrapped himself into a golden ball.

Dense as a shower, fast as a meteor, Liu Mingyang never retreated. His hair and beard are all gold. The dragon in his hand turns into ten thousand streams of light. He meets the sky full of sword light.

"Dangdangdang!" The pounding sound of the boxing Festival is booming, and the overwhelming golden light instantly tears the surrounding space. The collision between the imperial utensils and the imperial utensils resulted in the contention between the two powerful people who inherited the idea of the dynasty. No one dared to enter within a hundred Li radius, which turned into an absolute dead area.

No one will step back. They are the flags of both sides and are related to the final outcome of the war.

Every time he collided, Xu Yangyi felt his arm hurt, but the more he fought, the braver he was. He only has Liu Mingyang in his eyes. As long as the opponent doesn't have a good defense, he will be divided into two parts immediately.

"That's it?" More than ten minutes of crazy collision, golden light towering, simply can't see the shadow of people, vertical and horizontal murderous will everything into ashes. Xu Yangyi finally asked in a cold voice.

"Is this the only thing that protects the kingdom?"

As soon as the voice fell, the sky burst into a roar, as if the emperor finally ascended the throne, overlooking the world.

All of a sudden, he realized the feeling of emperor Taizu of Ming Dynasty that he would be at the top of the mountain.

"Roar!" At the time of the golden light, Liu Mingyang's Dragon roared wildly, and the other side took a breath. The sword was even more fierce than before!

If we say that before, there were still waves, this moment is the world will fall. The fierce sword light seems to be insulted. A 300 meter Golden Dragon roars out of the sword, with its hair and hair flying. There is no unnecessary nonsense at all. It roars and rushes to Xu Yangyi.

But this dragon has no eyes.

The king can be destroyed, but the emperor cannot be humiliated!

This is the emperor's anger.

Liu Mingyang is biting his teeth, and his aura rushes into Panlong like a tidal current, which is far faster than he can absorb. Moreover, he still excavates aura from his blood and bone. He knows very well that if it goes on like this, he will be sucked into the human body for an hour at most.

"Half an hour..." however, there was no retreat in his eyes. He had to cut Xu Yangyi's array and refuse on the spot. His eyes were like blood: "enough..."

"If you can kill your wolf venom, it's no harm if you lose your life here!"

"Stellera chamaejasme..." he took a deep breath, put down the resistance brought about by the sudden absorption of spiritual power, and let go completely, with an earth shaking drink: "suffer death!"

As if feeling his state of mind, the golden light of the dragon in his hand was shining again. This time, he was impressed with the blood light. All the blood color condensed into the eyes of the dragon. In an instant, he made the finishing point and made the last two strokes.

Xu Yangyi's eyes suddenly shrunk. The imperial spirit contained in this golden dragon is several times... Even ten times!

"Roar!" Golden Dragon bursts out thousands of golden lights, and then turns into small golden dragons. Just in the blink of an eye, the endless golden dragon has surrounded Xu Yangyi.

Then, the sea of Golden Dragon rushed to him.

"Rely on..." in front of Xu Yangyi's eyes, is a bright golden galaxy. He only has time to say this word. The next second, he waves light and shadow into the sky and turns all the golden dragons away.

"Card!" With each impact of the golden dragon, a crisp sound will be heard in the sky. This time, the little dragon is more fierce than before, just like a blade hell around him. Countless cracks will appear in the sky in a few seconds. With all the light. There was a sudden darkness before his eyes.

All the golden dragons gather together, he... Has been included in the mouth of the giant dragon before!

In his body, the emperor Qi of emperor Taizu of Ming Dynasty gave out a burst of unyielding roar. As the founding monarch, he was never willing to bow down. The Golden Imperial spirit rushes to the sky. At the moment when the dragon mouth closes, Xu Yangyi suddenly uses Chongxiao to resist the upper and lower jaws of the dragon mouth."Kaka, Kaka!" The skeleton immediately sent out a burst of unbearable grief, and his eyes were a little red. It just seems to be balanced, but only he knows the gap. Without the support of the real emperor's tools, Chongxiao is not the emperor's tools, and it's a long way off. The opponent is not only a disabled spirit, but a real spirit. It's good that he can support it up to now.

"If you give me a real imperial instrument..."

"How dare you struggle?" Seeing this, Liu Mingyang laughed, and his body tilted out without reservation. His golden hair began to turn white. At the same time, Jinlong's eyes shot a hundred meter long magic light, and his figure soared again, with "roar!" With a roar, the two rows of blade like teeth finally closed completely.

"That's all?" Liu Mingyang looks up at the sky and screams: "it's just a little bit of a ghost. How dare you talk about that?"

The whole scene was silent, and the sky was only golden red. The golden light of the Ming Dynasty was completely engulfed, and the golden dragon was powerful, just like a god touring the sky.

As soon as Chaoyang Zi's body moved, someone immediately grabbed him: "what are you doing?"

"To save people, of course!" Chaoyang son didn't look back, his eyes were red: "the wolf poison Taoist friend is the commander in chief of Qingcheng Mountain! And... He must not be defeated! "

"Then what can you do?" The people behind him were also eager, but they still kept a trace of reason: "this is a national protection artifact! There's no country that can only die in an instant! "

"Then look at them again!" Chaoyangzi suddenly turned back, opened his mouth in a trembling voice, and crossed the black-and-white tide with his fingers. Looking at the people behind him, he felt a shiver in his heart. Just as Xu Yangyi was engulfed, Zhenwu called to kill Zhentian, and the dense black tide was rolling towards the white. No matter how bloody the Chinese friars fight, they can only have the heart to kill the enemy when they face more opponents than themselves.

"That's why you can't make unnecessary sacrifices!" The man behind him said hastily, "in any case, before Xu Zhenjun comes out, we must guard the mountain gate!"

"What about the wolf poison Taoist friend?"

"You're stupid! What's this place? This is the gate of China! Zhenwu has opened up the whole Xinjiang Province! Once the ancestral court of Qingcheng Mountain is lost, hundreds of millions of locusts from Zhenwu kingdom will immediately come to Yunnan, Guizhou and Chongqing! Next is the hinterland of China! Half of China is going to fall in. It's time to worry about one person's gains and losses! "

Hua Yangzi stood behind him, closed his eyes, his eyelids trembled, his voice was hoarse and choked: "I understand that one person of Stellera chamaejasme can block a million troops. But... We can't do that! Once the ancestral court is lost, Xu Zhenjun will face millions of enemies. Half of China is in danger! And... What's more terrible is that the other party will come to the battle line of Mordor immediately... At that time... Shandong, Suzhou and Hangzhou will soon turn into hell on earth... Do you want to repeat the tragedy of Mordor? "

Chaoyang Zi looked at each other for a long time, then sighed, silently but extremely heavily, and bowed deeply to the circling Golden Dragon in the sky.

Not without help.

It can't be saved.

Liu Mingyang is the leader of the real martial arts circle. He actually brings back Xu Yangyi's taxi spirit. Without the support of morale, the millions of troops in front of him are definitely not the opponents of the endless black tide.

"Ming Jin shou..."

Before these four words were finished, there was a burst of laughter in the sky. Liu Mingyang was full of laughter, and countless golden dragons coiled around his body, just like the arrival of the great spirit God. The Golden Dragon Sword pointed at the bottom of the sword, planning strategies, and the king came to the world.

"Wolf poison is dead!"

His voice is like Huang zhongdalu, penetrating the world: "under the whole world, is it the king's land, the land of the land, is it the king's minister?"

"Taoism, kneel down and surrender immediately, open the gate to Chengdu, Prime Minister can promise, spare your life!"

The whole battlefield was quiet.

The wind blows through Liu Mingyang's hair and clothes. Although he has dedicated hundreds of years of life yuan, he has never felt so comfortable. His eyes are like God, sweeping the whole audience: "I'll say it again."

"Stellera chamaejasme has died under the national protection artifact of the Jin Dynasty. Qi Ling personally killed him. "

"Within a moment, if Qingcheng Mountain does not surrender. Next year, today is your Memorial Day! "

Silence, a few seconds later, below the ring of an earth shaking cheers: "Zhenwu Wansheng!"“ Liu Xiang is invincible! " In the end, it turned into a neat, frightening sound.

"Surrender, don't kill!"

All the Chinese friars looked at this scene in amazement. The feeling that millions of people were crying out to kill and the mountains and valleys were lying in ambush was really breaking people's hearts.

Chaoyang Zi painfully closed his eyes and hissed for a long time: "morale has lost...""Ming Jin shou..."

The voice did not fall, a pure white light suddenly bright through the world.

"This is..." Liu Mingyang Leng Leng, then took a breath, unbelievably looked in a direction.

Here

This is where... Golden Dragon is?

In his eyes, a picture made him gape. There is a white light on the top of the Golden Dragon. And... The white light is very thin, not thick, one of which is a shadow. Around the virtual shadow, pieces of gorgeous talismans are slowly opening.

"Is this... Sword?" Liu Mingyang was stunned. He was holding a dragon sword, but suddenly he screamed.

That... Is desire.

It's expectation, it's extravagance.

It understood that this is what the Ming Taizu really wanted to take out. Before, it was just positioning. The disabled spirit could not compare with the weapon spirit. Although they were all founding emperors, they had a way to defeat themselves!

For the early emperors who opened up their territory, a good war may be something they have been longing for after holding the seal, but they can never do it.

Everyone looked here, and something was coming out of the shadow.

Qingling, cornucopia, is a young noble childe who is inspired by aura. He is playing the flute under the cash tree. Suddenly, his whole body suddenly moves. A pillar of light is brushed down from the top of the head, and countless runes are spread out on the side of the body.

"This is..." he Leng Leng, never waves in the eyes, finally appeared a shock: "Taizu?"

The next second, he could not refuse, the whole figure was inhaled into the talisman