Long Xiaotian is also surprised: you actually recognize,

Hum, now that you know it, you know, its power,

So, I see how you resist. In the eyes of Long Xiaotian, with a trace of cruelty,

Lin Xuan frowned, and frowned tightly: Of course, he recognized this thing,

Before he came 100,000 years ago, he used to go to hell,

When he first entered Hell, one thing happened. Three big martial arts were fighting for the lamp of death.

It is conceivable that this is one, what an amazing baby,

He was not involved at the time.

However, he did not expect that this was the magic lamp. 100,000 years ago, it was in the hands of Long Xiaotian.

I don't know, who got it after 100,000 years?

Hell, there has been no news in this regard.

Alright boy, everything is over. The death lamp traced by Long Xiaotian, an extremely terrifying breath of death, shrouded forward.

Lin Xuan's scalp feels numb, he feels like falling ice cave: This death lamp is really scary enough.

The breath of death above is really terrible. Qiankun Circle can only be used once for a period of time. Lin Xuan put it away.

He wields the sword of the immortal, sends out some terrible sword breath, splits the breath of death,

However, the death lamp, the flame of death formed, is really too much, overwhelming,

Those cracks split by Lin Xuan were soon shrouded in new flames.

Boy, die in despair. Long Xiaotian sneered again and again.

Lin Xuan casts Jiuyang Divine Body, Jiuyang Divine Fire, and performs a low-end collision between Divine Fire and Death's Fire.

However, this fire of death can be suppressed, Lin Xuan's nine-yang fire,

This shocked Lin Xuan. What is the origin of this death lamp,

Jiuyang Divine Body, Zhigang Zhiyang, ranked 11th in the starry sky, there are few physically stronger than him,

And now, Lin Xuan has practiced a very powerful state, but he can't beat the fire of death.

Useless, boy, even if you are more powerful, you can't resist this death lamp.

Huh? Lin Xuan snorted, and his eyes burst out with extremely sharp light, and the power of the dragon in his body growled.

Xianxian sword bloomed cold, the sword gas waved.

The sword cuts wasteland.

The whole world was shattered, and eight cracks appeared, tearing the sky into pieces, and the void was shaking constantly,

Those of the Wanlong clan escaped madly: this man's sword energy was too great.

Long You is also on the hind legs, but she smiled: useless, Tian Ge actually took out the death lamp, this battle will undoubtedly win.

What a terrible sword atmosphere is, the power of the Great Dragon Soul is invincible.

Long Xiaotian was also cold.

He saw the fiery fire in front of him, and he was cut again.

Shaky, as if to extinguish,

However, the next moment, he spit a dragon's blood and hit the death lamp.

Suddenly, those fires of death became more terrifying,

Connected to form a rune of death, a phantom that condensed out, that phantom, unusually hazy, but it stands out

He holds the book of death in his hand, and the knife of death in his mouth. This is a phantom of death, which is too scary.

Overwhelming, killing Lin Xuan in the past,

Before he arrived, Lin Xuan felt that his vitality was about to be taken away.

Lin Xuan was so angry that he typed the Taiji map and turned it into yin and yang to resist,

However, this time, the **** of yin and yang was split in half by the sword of death.

Boy, everything is over. Long Xiaotian's eyes were extremely cold.

The corner of his mouth raised, with a smile, after killing the other party, the dragon dragon soul was his.

Then his power will become extremely scary. Maybe he can become the emperor in advance.

Lin Xuan shook his head: you do n't understand too much, the power of the Dragon Soul of the Dragon,

Let me tell you, what is the real swordsmanship?

Against the sky, the sword **** attacked.

The sword spirit pervaded the Wuxian sword, forming a figure, this is a figure of the sword god, standing against the sky,

Two behemoths were in dispute in the sky, and the blade of death was cut down, and they could take all life.

But this time, the figure of the sword **** is just as terrible, the body is shaking like a mountain,

In the eyes, a terrible cold light burst out,

The sword qi that appeared in his hands stretched for thousands of miles and cut the sky.

A trembling sound came, the sword gas and the blade of death collided,

Then the two behemoths retreated,

And Lin Xuan is in the rear, and it keeps erupting. The power of the Dragon Soul of the Dragon,

Making that figure of the sword body more and more scary,

A roar, like a **** roaring, a sword cut, turned into a fire phantom, split in half

The sky full of death's fire disappeared.

If Long Xiaotian was struck by lightning, he flew out and vomited blood.

It's impossible for you to slay the phantom of death. He was crazy, how terrible the death lamp was, he knew it.

The summoned illusion of death is even more terrifying. Even if he is to deal with it, it is as difficult as ever.

But now, it is cut off by the opponent. Is this the power of the Great Dragon Soul? It was so powerful.

Damn, I don't believe it.

The blood of Dragon Xiaotian erupted, Wanlong condensed at his feet, absorbed the power of heaven and earth, and repaired his body,

The next moment, he caught the death lamp, rushed over quickly, let me die,

This time, no horrible death phantom appeared, but the body of a lamp came,

Wherever I go, everything is empty and becomes barren, as if turned into Jiuyou Hell.

Lin Xuan frowned and cried: Long Xiaotian was indeed strong enough. He was so attacked just now that he could recover so quickly.

It is worthy of being a great emperor in the future.

Feeling Qiqi from above the lamp of death, Lin Xuan also frowned, wrinkling tightly.

Such a terrible weapon, I don't believe it, can you completely control it?

Lin Xuan guessed that ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ Long Xiaotian's death lamp should be a means of losing both hands. Even if he wins, I am afraid he will be damaged.

However, in this battle, he will not let the other party win. Looking at the lamp of death, Lin Xuan did not perform the power of the Great Dragon Soul again.

This delights those in the back, Wanlong tribe,

Long You is also happy: Is he powerless? Great, if you can't show the big dragon sword soul, then he must die.

Long Xiaotian grinned: how? Arrogance, my power is ten times more than yours,

I can recover even if I am injured,

As for you, after exhibiting this sword, there is no power. In this case, you can die.

Lin Xuan smiled: You are too self-righteous, do you really think that you are the world, the existence of the highest?

It 's a pity that you are not. I want to let you know. My hole cards,

Do you think that my hole card is only the Dragon Soul of the Dragon? you are too naive,

After Lin Xuan finished speaking, with a wave of his hand, a black pot appeared and patted it forward.

The black jar, with an endless vortex, exuded extreme breath, and patted it fiercely on the death lamp.

Earth-shattering collisions, broken heavens and earth, the power of terror, sweeping all directions,

On one side is the super strong death force,

On the other side, it is an aura of everything that eats everything. The people of the Wanlong tribe are all taken off.

Long You also vomited blood and backed away, her face full of panic: What's that?

Beside, her sister Long Qing exclaimed: How do I feel the great power.

Ahead, Long Xiaotian is roaring: polar weapons, do you have polar weapons?

He was really crazy: Which of the great emperors are you descendants of?

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