The Divine Martial Stars

"You...who are you?"

The wind and rain are getting worse.

Life is flying fast, the artifact paper umbrella in the hand, and the life-threatening device shared with his life, has been broken, listening to the rain son feels the unprecedented weakness.

He knows that he can't live.

I never thought that the one who loved me all the time, just the first time I walked out of the small world of Wuyishan, I will be assassinated, and my life will die at the most beautiful moment. This is definitely not a plan to listen to Rain’s fate.

Opposite, a handsome swordsman in black, slowly retracted the sword into the scabbard.

The light rain of the patter has stopped.

With the loss of vitality of the rain son, it is difficult to maintain the rainy world, and the wind and the sun have been restored between the heavens and the earth. On the green grass around it, the crystal water drops slowly, and after a heavy rain, the air is incomparable. Fresh.

"The debt collector."

The handsome swordsman in black is faint.

He has good-looking eyes and delicate nose, small lips, slightly chin, and white skin, like the best pearls, like the most white jade, shiny and shiny.

"Debt?" Listening to the rain son's eyes stunned: "What debt?"

He has just stepped out of Wuyishan, did not enter the rivers and lakes, where is the debt?

"Listen to the debt of the rain family, you come back." The handsome young swordsman in the black dress said: "And, this time you go to Tianxuan Mountain, what is it for you, you know very well in your own heart, and with this, you will die. ”

"You..." Listening to the dying face of Rain Boy, there was an extremely shocking color: "How do you know...who are you?"

"Spring rain rails, bright light by the window." Black swordsman faintly authentic.

Listening to the face of the rain son, suddenly like a ghost.

"My name is Wang Yanyi." The black swordsman slowly turned.

He walked step by step toward the mountains.

"I know that you use the last strength of life to pass our dialogue to the family of the rain, to listen to the descendants of the family of the rain, but not to the people who are afraid of death, but unfortunately... but this is what I expected, too. It is necessary for some people to take a needle, and the betrayal of the year needs to be washed by blood. Since today, since you started."

The voice fell.

The black swordsman Wang Yan disappeared.

Listening to the rain son exhausted the last strength of life, the content of this dialogue, back to Wuyishan with mystery, how much can be passed back, it is not beyond his control.

Because of that year's thing?

Retribution, finally came.

The young noble son fell slowly and lost his last life.

He could have become one of the most glamorous pearls of the great and magnificent era that has just begun, but now, he must bid farewell to the world in advance.

I am not willing.

But finally, you can sleep well.

The darkness shrouded and the consciousness collapsed.

No one knows that in a valley in the outer mountains of the Qinling Mountains, one of the six parts of the Tiangong Temple in the past, the rain department passed down, and a god-level Tianjiao has not yet bloomed, and it has fallen silently.

There are dozens of elders and strongmen who have died in the rain family.

A big era has opened the curtain.

......

......

"God ancestor!"

Li Mu never imagined that this most terrible enemy was hidden in the body of the patriarch of the gods. In such a most incredible way, the sneak attack succeeded and he was seriously injured.

"Oh, I knew that it was your waste, and if you blocked this passage, why should the old man waste so much?"

The headless body of the patriarch of the gods, the hands and feet are flexible, the red granulation creeps at the neck, and a new head grows quickly. His body skin, the outer flesh and blood, like the python skin, breaks down and falls inside. Growing new musculoskeletal.

This is a very strange and terrible picture.

Soon, on the body of the original Tianshou patriarch, a completely strange body was re-growth.

Strong and perfect muscles, bloody, powerful, young body, a similar young face, at a glance, knows that the gods are bloody, handsome, full of masculinity, as if destined to be the protagonist of an era.

This is the true ancestor of the gods.

Who can think of a masculine face that would actually do the kind of sneak attack.

"It seems that the descendants of God are really no one."

The **** ancestors shook their heads.

"Where are the old things, are they already dead in the seal? One of the six passages, let you come to be the person to be elected... Hehe, the soul of the dead, the lucklessness, the lingering, it is really difficult for you, actually Dare to fight."

For Li Mu, the gods and ancestors are extremely despised.

Because at the time of the fox in the sky, he had already killed Li Mu, such as crushing a small ant, it is not worth mentioning.

"Old things, today I will cut down your dog's head and pay homage to the **** of war."

Li Mu's body is bloody, the broken bones in the body recover in an instant, and the internal injuries are completely healed. The war is like a burning fire, and the flames shine.

Just now the words of the gods and ancestors revealed a lot of information.

He knows the existence of the descendants of God, and knows the existence of the seal array. He knows that there will be people blocking the six passages, so he has painstakingly attached himself to the bodies of the younger generations and designed the way of attack.

Both the traitor and the descendants of God know each other's existence and treat each other as imaginary enemies. They have been prepared for many years.

Things are obviously more complicated than what Li Mu knows.

But it doesn't matter.

He just does what he should do.

"Ha ha ha, ignorant of the younger generation, you are a dead soul, dare to provoke me, die."

The gods and ancestors shot.

The same Tianshen warfare techniques and moves, those of the gods of the genius of the school, when the ancestors exhibited, do not know how many times stronger than the celestial patriarch, so that this strange void trembled.

"kill."

Li Mu also made a move.

The power of terror is in the air.

For a moment, I don’t know how many tricks to play.

Li Mu was bombarded.

"It is the cultivation of the royal kingdom, not weaker than the Yunguang saint and others."

When he suddenly, he judged the strength of the gods.

It's about the same as expected.

"Well? In such a short period of time, have you even improved? Interesting." The **** ancestor also found that Li Mu’s cultivation was actually a lot more powerful than when he was in the fox’s secret environment. accident.

"But you still have to die."

The gods and ancestors pinched out the swords, and there were 16 swords of runes condensed around them. The swords and screams seemed to be the same as the heavens and the earth. The unparalleled swordsmanship, with a ruinous sense of pressure, layered Come in.

In the hands of Li Mu, the twenty-four solar knives were rushed to the extreme, and the swordsmanship was also spread.

"Haha, the gods are broken and killed."

The gods and ancestors made a move, and the sixteen-handed swords, with the power of destroying the earth and destroying the land, swept through.

The same move, before the **** patriarch cast, did not pose any threat to Li Mu, and now, Li Mu felt the shadow of death enveloped.

"Bone bone right arm!"

Li Mu did not hesitate and spurred his own card.

The knife in the right hand was instantly changed to a reincarnation knife made of Yinshan Kistler.

The strange silver blaze burned up, and suddenly burst into the sky, and hundreds of meters of silver flame suddenly ignited a round of the scorching sun in this dimly strange space.

"Unknown knife method!"

Li Mu exhibited the moves in the set of nameless knives taught by the young fox **** Biyan.

Boom!

The collision between the extreme stroke and the extreme stroke, the intersection of light and shadow.

The sword of the road was broken, and Li Mu’s figure went up against the current. The reincarnation knife seemed to contain the power of reincarnation. His right arm and clothes shattered, revealing a jade-like white bone, and the silver flame shrouded like a kill. God possesses the body.

"Hey, the arm is blocking the car, not self-reliant."

The gods and ancestors are cold.

He also felt the pressure.

The improvement of Li Mu’s strength made him extremely shocked.

"You got the blood of the **** of war, Bai Jun? Right?" The **** ancestor understood what he was coming, staring at Li Mu and asking loudly.

At the beginning, they killed the **** of war, Bai Jun, and obtained the blood of God. But when they merged, they found that the effect of the blood of the gods was not as good as expected. Only then did they understand that they did not receive complete blood. Some of them were lost, but in the secret of Tianhu, they could not find it.

Now think about it, Li Mu's strength has improved so fast, it must be when he and others are chasing and killing, the **** of war Bai Jun will transfer his blood essence of God to Li Mu.

"What is it?" Li Mu slashed into the knife and said: "Today, kill you, use your dog's head and pay homage to the **** of war."

Knife moves are unpredictable, like killing God in nine days.

In the sky, the two strong players constantly clashed and changed positions.

The turbulent energy turbulence has made the entire singular space unstable.

"Hahaha, just rely on you?" God God screamed: "So, as long as you cramp your blood, you can get the full blood of God, hahaha, God really treat me not thin, you I will deliver it to myself, and the blood of God will be owned by me."

boom!

Li Mu was shocked and his body was almost smashed.

However, between the waist and the abdomen of the gods, there was also a knife, and he was almost cut off by the waist.

"You **** it." God of the gods roared: "God is the best!"

It is also the trick of the gods.

Li Muchang's knife is the result of the boxing, the boxing is integrated into the knife, and the two hands are holding the knife: "Laughter Fairy!"

The seven of the real Wushu.

boom!

The collision of the tactics of the martyrdom once again collided, and the power of terror formed a chaotic turbulence.

"Oh..." Knife in the middle of the gods and ancestors, his half body, directly smashed into blood and mud, and instantly severely injured.

However, Li Mu was also taken from the sky by the giant **** of the gods, the first sound of the film, almost as a meatloaf, blood spurting in the mouth, mixed with visceral fragments.

Both lose.

But for their level of power, this is not a fatal injury.

Each of them suffocated and recovered quickly.

The battle is turned on again.

This fierce battle can be said to be the most dangerous and fierce since Li Mu has stepped out of the Milky Way.

time flies.

Gradually, the face of the gods and ancestors changed.

It’s not good, this little smashed young and vigorous, just in the prime of life, and has a special sculpt exercises, the body is tyrannical, simply ridiculous, the recovery speed is extremely fast, but I am a re-biochemical body, the body has long been aging, not hesitate to spur The power of the source can be maintained at the peak of the young, so continue to fight, to lose.

He saw the crisis of failure.

But Li Mu has not given him a chance.

In the fierce battle for a quarter of an hour, the recovery speed of the gods' ancestors began to slow down, and the power gradually began to decay, gradually being suppressed by Li Mu.

"The old thief, give the first."

Li Mu's offensive became more and more violent as thunderstorms.

"Ah..." The **** ancestors screamed and the body was cut off.

Damn it.

He changed color and turned and fled.

This is the sorrow of a great old man.

Being beaten by the opponent's bloody, young and strong, defeated by the living consumption.

"You can't go, give me death."

Li Mu is as radical as a thunder and lightning.

How fast is his muscles and fighting with Li Mu, as long as it shows defeat and wants to escape, it is basically impossible.

In the end, the **** ancestor was killed by Li Mu.

Li Muyi, smashed the body of the ancestors of the gods, so that they can no longer restore their recovery, but also their spirits, completely annihilating this knife for the people who shed blood in the body, has an incredible lethality.

The **** ancestors died and the body was atomized.

The shape of a broken brass giant tripod is simple and simple. The top of Yangshuo is engraved with all kinds of mysterious patterns. When it is so beautiful, the road is simple, the maternal ambiguity is looming, and this illusion comes out and emerges in the void.

"This is... is it the unsuccessful little boy's mouth, the key fragment of the fairy palace?"

Li Mu felt a mysterious atmosphere on this broken brass foot.

The key to the fairy palace is probably a brass god.

The six anti-magic races shattered this giant tripod. One race has one of six pieces, so that they can contain each other. When you return to Earth, you can find the legendary fairy palace. You must have six races to gather. , to piece together the complete tripod, in order to open the door of the palace.

Li Mu suddenly wanted to understand a lot.

After careful observation, he was about to take the broken foot.

suddenly

call out!

A stream of light, almost to the extreme, shot toward the foot.

Someone is the first to take the shot, and wants to get the peach first.

"court death."

Li Mu is furious.

The knife light flashes.

puff!

The figure was flying.

But almost at the same time, there are more than a dozen Guanghua circling, as fast as lightning, all rushing toward the broken brass.

At this time, Li Mu was struggling with the gods and ancestors, and the injury was not light. When he saw it, he had to mobilize his work again and forcibly fight again.

Bang!

The figure of robbing was bombarded by him.

Before Li Mu came to the brakes of the brass, he reached out and held it.

A sense of warmth, from the foot of the foot.

"Li Mu, this tripod is a god. If you have a virtue, do you dare to steal the gods?" A voice came from the strong man in the cloud department Xiangyun, and his eyes were like a sword, staring at Li Mu. The cold threatened.

"Li Mu, give me the trip, my fog can keep you from dying." Another physique that is looming in the fog will be eager.

There are dozens of people around, all of them are the old Heavenly Shrine, the strongest of all the descendants of God.