Gate of God

"I...I don't know if you will..." Wu Yuer wanted to say something more, but she knew everything was too late.

Of course, there are more than two capsules in the bottle. In fact, it was because she carried more than two capsules of Tianxu Dan that she had to deceive Fang Zhengcheng to say that she only had two capsules.

Originally, she wanted to pour two Tianxu Dan directly from the bottle to Fang Zhengzheng, but she did not expect that Fang Zhengzhi would directly **** a whole bottle of Tianxu Dan.

The moment Fang Zhengzheng touched her body, she stiffened, that is, during that stiff moment, Fangzheng Zheng wanted to open the bottle.

It’s too late to stop.

"How many grains are in this bottle?" Fang Zhengzhi can't care about Wu Yuer now. He just wants to know how long he can live.

"Ten... twelve!" Wu Yuer's voice trembled a little.

"I rely on! How come you have so many?!" Fang Zhengzhen's expression stiffened again, twelve, which is definitely an astronomical figure for him now.

More than a year ago, the Heavenly Void Sage once told him that Heavenly Void Dan can only guarantee that he has a life of two to three years.

Three years, and more than a year has passed. In other words, he now has less than two years left, plus three capsules.

Now, have 12 more pills? !

Roughly calculating, Fang Zhengzhi now has less than half a year left, less than half a year... This is still the most common case.

What if Tianxu Dan cannot guarantee three years?

Then, oneself may die a month later, even the sun of tomorrow will not be seen.

A drop of cold sweat fell from Fangzheng's forehead, and two capsules of Tianxu Dan could not eat dead, but twelve capsules of Tianxu Dan would definitely kill you!

but……

What can he say?

Now that the medicine has been taken, and it is still taken by myself, it is meaningless to blame Wu Yu'er for not deceiving himself.

Wu Yu'er didn't speak anymore, but there was a gleam in her eyes. At this moment, the master of the Shadow Gate seemed to twitch.

Fang Zhengzhi sighed in his heart. He did not look at Wu Yu'er again, but turned his eyes fiercely to King Xero, and a suffocating breath madly flowed out of him: "It's you, you hurt me Take the wrong medicine!"

"Take the wrong medicine?"

"Can't see tomorrow's sun?"

"What do you mean?"

Po Shanjun and Yan Yunqi listened to Fang Zheng's scream, and each one of them didn't understand.

King Xiluo was also stunned.

You take the wrong medicine.

Blame me?

I clearly didn't do anything. I really want to say what I did, and I definitely didn't do it to you.

I was just about to speak, but a strong sense of crisis rose from his heart, because a feeling of terror made him feel coming from Fangzheng's body.

If it was an hour ago, King Xero would definitely not have any fear, but now...

After experiencing violent consumption, this breath has already made him uneasy, and the body involuntarily stepped back.

"Boom!" Thunder roared, and lightning flashed across.

Immediately afterwards, the whole sky seemed to burst, and countless lightning bolts fell from the dark clouds, tearing the dark night sky out of mouths.

"Fang Zhengzheng, what do you want to do?" King Xero's body shuddered and his eyes were rounded, because the lightning was constantly converging on Fang Zhengzhi's body.

Or, more specifically, converge on the sword in Fang Zhengzhi's hands.

"Boom!"

The magical purple light skyrocketed wildly, spreading from the innocent sword in Fang Zhengzhi's hands to the surroundings, just like the entire sky was completely swallowed.

At this moment, all eyes were completely focused on Fang Zhengzheng.

"So strong!"

"Why is it so strong?!"

"Back to the light, how could it be so strong?"

Both the body of Po Shanjun and Yan Yunqi vibrated subconsciously, because they felt a breath from heaven and earth.

It was a feeling of complete integration with heaven and earth.

To their astonishment, this feeling turned out to be from Fang Zhengzheng's body, and from a Fang Zhengzheng returning to the realm of light.

How not to shock them?

Wu Yu'er's eyes also widened, even though she was very clear about the role of Tianxu Dan, but to this extent still made her feel a kind of heartbeat.

"Boom!"

When the last lightning fell on Fang Zhengzheng's body, a soaring purple light also rose from the invisible sword in Fang Zhengzhi's hand.

It was an incomparably huge long sword, like a real long sword, a thunder and lightning flashed on the blade, and the magical purple light shone the entire sky into a purple.

"King Xiluo, let's die!" Fang Zhengzheng's body moved at this moment, swooping down from the sky, and rushing towards Xeluo with a degree that was also almost horrible.

The Tamron transformed from Qilang surrounded him, and purple electric awns were beating on Tamron’s scales, making a crackling sound.

At this moment, time seems to stop.

Only the pouring rain fell from the sky.

"No!" Xylor King's expression finally changed, and now he was the end of a strong crossbow. This state made him have to choose to escape.

His figure moved, and he escaped into the distance.

Life and death are only between thoughts.

Even if he is a hallowed demon king, in the face of sufficient danger, he can no longer support the dignity of his demon king, and escape has become an instinct.

However, Ziguang has arrived in front of him.

The huge long sword has also reached the top of his head.

"Dragon!" Fang Zhengzheng gave a soft drink, eyes fixed on the evil Luo King who was in front of him. At this moment, his heart rose inexplicably into a kind of loneliness.

It was a feeling that the body and mind were completely integrated with the seamless sword.

He didn't know whether he was holding the innocent sword, or whether the invisible sword was guiding him. He only knew that there was a figure in his mind.

A figure holding a long sword in both hands.

That kind of arrogance, that kind of loneliness, that kind of absolute power, just like the tall dragon above, looked down on sentient beings in the attitude of a king.

"Absolutely!" The second voice came from Fang Zheng's mouth.

At the same time, the purple light soaring down slowly, it is a kind of magical purple light as if the whole sky is to be completely cut off.

"cut!"

The purple light falls, from slow to extremely fast, and finally, to disappear. When the sound of Fang Zhengzheng falls, the magical purple light also disappears at the same time.

The whole world becomes dark again.

The heavy rain fell from the sky, and the night wind blew the tattered black kimono on Fang Zhengzhi's body, making a slight grunt.

No one spoke, no one spoke, not even the sound of breathing.

In everyone's ears, some are just the sound of heartbeat, everyone's eyes are fixed on the sword in Fang Zhengzhi's hands.

That sword has fallen.

Falling under the foot of King Xero, the magical purple light has also disappeared.

King Xiluo stood motionless, with golden eyes staring closely at the square in front of him, his expression extremely stiff.

I don't know how long it has passed...

A faint purple ray of light shone from the king's forehead. Then, this purple ray slowly went from top to bottom, like a silk thread, extending from the king's forehead to the sole of his foot.

Then, the ground began to vibrate.

The purple light rose from the ground, also from the faint purple light, and slowly extended to the distance, so far that people could not see at a glance.

"Boom!" The voice finally sounded at this moment.

That was the sound rising from the ground, and as the sound rang, countless rubble also flew out of the ground, and then turned into a mass of powder.

The rumbling sound began to spread continuously, the ground began to tremble violently, the gravel flew out, turned into powder, and then flew out, and then turned into powder...

"Click!" A crack began to extend from the ground pointed by the tip of the innocent sword, through the feet of King Xeluo, to the distance, following the strange purple light.

With the extension of the cracks, countless purple rays rushed out of the ground and rushed towards the sky, just like the dragons that rushed to the sky one by one.

The night is full of purple night.

Man, has become a person who is completely still~www.wuxiaspot.com~The Broken Mountain Army is still, Yan Yunqi is still, the Beiman Army is still, all eyes are also still, there is no one People are free from this stillness.

only……

The vibration of the ground kept coming, the rumbling sound continued, and the rift continued to extend to the distance, extended, and extended again, as if there was no end...

Finally, everything stopped.

Even the vibration of the ground stopped completely.

However, everyone's eyes were still, still looking at the sword in Fang Zhengzhi's hand, still looking at the "trace" extending from the tip of the sword to the distance.

There was a legend in the Daxia dynasty, a legend that almost all Daxia people knew, that was a legend a long time ago.

The Holy God of War was skyrocketing, rushing into the Demon Race's Blood Shadow City.

A sword!

Cut the whole blood shadow city, and cut the demon emperor Sikong under the sword.

That sword was not seen by many of Xia's people, but that sword was forever recorded in the history of the Daxia dynasty.

And now...

In front of them, there is also a sword.

This sword, rising from the tip of the innocent sword, turned into a huge long sword, and the magical purple light rushed towards the sky, and when this sword fell, the ground also had a crack, and no one could see the edge. Rift.

Dragon cut!

A name that has never been recorded in any scripture, and no one knows the origin of this name, but at this moment, everyone seems to see the scene where the Holy God of War stood in front of the Demon Blood Shadow City.

That sword cut the scene of the Blood Cinema.

original……

The sword of the Holy God of War slashing the blood movie city, the name is Longjue!

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