Yu Dixian is finished, but duckweed Jinxian can’t bear it with one finger.
Even if the current practice in the realm of cultivating immortals such as Lu Li encounters a blow from the master of Jin Xian, it is also a force to resist and will be destroyed by the gods.
And the nine elders have arranged in a strange array in the feathering elders’ mind, each occupying a favorable position!
Chapter one hundred and seventy-four Fierce exchange
"Feather elders-"
I’m afraid Mundus’s residual sounds are like ice, with a demon nature to repair the weaker generation. I’m afraid I can’t afford to fall to the ground and die.
Ignore the Mundus language feathering elder, although he is not as good as Mundus, but he is lofty but famous in the middle world. He shouted, "Nine turns into one immortal trapped magic array!"
The nine elders trapped Mundus’s remnant days in nine directions respectively.
It is more appropriate to say that it is sleepy than to enclose words.
The mysterious elder was hidden. This time, in the face of Jin Xian’s strong man, he dared not hold his body in a mysterious light. It turned out that it was the most mysterious force in Taikoo. The cultivation has reached the level of metaphysical heaven, and the rules of metaphysical transformation can be attacked at any time.
At this moment, her face seems to have changed over time, and the sound of the piano has changed. Like a woman who has seen all the vicissitudes of the world, she waded away with her piano. The music of the piano flowed through the years, and the strings floated in her ears and filled past lives’s vows
The sound of the piano is like the arrival of God, mixed with birth and death, reincarnation, love, years and other artistic conception, which permeates the whole sky!
Lingxu people cut off distractions when the virtual can be torn apart, and this leisurely echo of the piano dispelled the beautiful face that only swept through the clouds of thousands of miles of night.
This understanding of temperament and understanding of heaven has surpassed the word ling Xu to reach the realm of robbery, and less artistic conception is enough!
Merely speaking, the cultivation of temperament elders is a level of emptiness, but the blessing of temperament artistic conception is to rob the master. There is not much difference!
Buried Sword Elder’s eyes are wide open. Behind him, it’s not seven swords, but just holding a sword in his hand. This sword is full of momentum. Ling Tianyun holds the power of heaven and earth with a buried sword. This is brother Ling Xu’s demeanor. Ling Xu’s move is shocking for thousands of miles. The buried sword elder is really full of energy. The sword refers to the sky as if he were a kendo statue. You can bury the heavens with a sword!
Elder Juedao’s long Dao is powerful, but this combat knife is an extinct knife. It’s a rare failure in his life to practice Juedao. It’s proved that it’s not a hollow reputation to kill the sky with a knife that makes ghosts cry!
I don’t know how many rounds can Elder Juedao support in the face of Mundus level?
The three giants of adjudication, trial and punishment have not yet made their moves, and the momentum has climbed to the peak of Lingxu, which leads to the change of color, and the crazy thunder and anger can’t be close to half a point.
"Hum, nine old ghosts pick me up first!"
The amazing words of the remnant heaven seem to ignore the nine elders. Perhaps it was the World War I that made him know the core elders of Taikoomen deeply.
The magic knife cries out of heaven and earth!
This magic knife wields like a number of magic soldiers and magic generals screaming together, and thousands of magic shadows haunt the knife. This knife is a magic knife!
With a turn of the right hand, the magic sword suddenly attacked, and the blade roared and vibrated, and a black flame suddenly split its knife across the sky for a few miles, and its power was hard to say!
This knife cut out like a half-moon, chopping at the direction of the ruling, trial, punishment and feathering, trying to strike a fatal blow.
Jin Xian’s strength, a black knife, mixed with all kinds of magic breath, is enough to easily destroy Fiona Fang for hundreds of miles. If you don’t meet the nine elders, you must fall on the spot!
"Elder, it’s terrible to fight this remnant day, but the door master has his own clever plan. That person will fight to defeat the strong enemy!"
Elder Feathering came out in an instant, but who was the "man" in his mouth? The rest of the elders were not clear.
"Don’t shrink back and fight!"
Elder Feathering took the lead, flashing his hands and shining brilliantly, displaying the feathering fairy tactic, and a surging curtain of light condensed in front of Elder Feathering towards that amazing knife!
The ruling elder printed the ruling staff in succession, and the ruling staff was brilliant. Many mysterious skills such as Tai Chi, Pole, Yin and Yang in Taikoo Gate actually turned the dharma seal into the ruling staff. A staff waved several dharma seal spells and turned a bright arrow into a counter-attack towards the shocking knife.
The forehead of the trial elder has not changed, but the whole person has been transformed for thousands of times in a flash. Every time he is transformed, he has a new breath. As a result, his breath is transformed into thousands, and the poor momentum is superimposed. The palm of the trial elder is flushed with red brilliance, which condenses a trial axe and bears the breath of thousands of creatures and splits straight towards the residual sky!
"Dao Xu judges everything!"
Even the wand that was suspended around the trial elders was better than the fairy device, but it also disintegrated on its own, and several vitality, soul prints and yuan spirits emerged. His blow increased the power of poverty!
The buried sword and the unique knife are ready to move at this moment!