"Who is its new owner?"

When the last sentence fell, Luo Ying's mood of restlessness and fear reached the extreme.

He looked at the sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

The monster is thousands of miles, and the boundless murderous manifests the heaven and hell, the ghosts kneel down, the night soul is sorrowful, Huangquan opened the word, the vision is endless.

"Its new name is called Xiu Luo Mo Sword!"

"And its new owner ..."

"It's me!"

Lu Nianli laughed lightly and spit out the last word. Luo Ying's dark atmosphere continued to stir up, and it was difficult to maintain the human shape.

The body of the Shura Magic Sword appeared, and Emperor Yongtian's recovery was difficult to maintain, and quietly dispersed.

Luo Ying's ability has been completely destroyed by his own fear.

In his eyes, Lu Nianli was no longer Lu Nianli at this moment, but the Emperor Yongtian, who had been fighting, and the magnificent starry sky, and the peerless person who cut him out of him.

"Why bother."

Lu Nianli sighed, "I wanted to let you live for a while."

This kind of Luoyi, the combat effectiveness does not exist.

Lu Nianluo Xiu Luo's magic sword gently waved, and the monster murmured instantly. The peerless murderer's eyes were fast.

It is really the best of the world.

"You stay here, I'll go to the sword mound."

Solving Luo Ying, Lu Nianli walked towards Jiu Jianzong Sword Mound.

Within the sword mound, the little fairy's perception of the wine has also improved a lot, and it is only a foot away from the quasi -emperor's realm.

But this foot may take thousands of years.

I can't wait so long today.

The concept of ideas, the three thousand Dahe marks started, Lu Nianli walked into the secret world of the unbroken fairy ware "Qinglian Sword Array".

In the secret situation, Jiu Xiaoxiao did not know how many times he had discussed with Shi Jian Xianzu.

From the beginning, you can only accept the poetry sword Xianzu's finger. Now you can connect hundreds of tricks. Only a few tricks can board the small and medium -sized boats of the lake and cash with the poem sword immortal ancestor.

But the more the swords behind, the more difficult it is.

The wine is stuck here, it is difficult to break the trick.

I noticed that Lu Nianli's consciousness entered, and the wine immediately came over, but she was not happy, and her expression was sad.

"Brother husband."

Jiu Xiaoxiao rushed into Lu Nianli in his arms, sobbing in a low voice, "Did something happen outside? Teach him ..."

With such a big movement in the outside world, she naturally feels that she is in Jianzu.

She can feel that the sword ancestors have been cut off a lot, and it is bound to be the decline of the adults with Zongmen.

"Sad."

Lu Nianli hugged her and stroked her back. "When I arrived, the fantasy sword fairy had been solved, and even though it was rescued, it was the resurrection."

"Um."

Little wine is wounded, but also understands the husband.

Under such a crisis, the husband can come, it is a blessing, he has not saved the palmism in time, and he couldn't blame the husband.

"You leave the Emperor's realm, only a little worse, help you to understand the immortal fate. If you can use the power of the blue lotus sword array, there will be the power of one battle in the next game."

Lu Nianli was holding a small wine like this, and the woman's shadow of the white woman behind her emerged again.

Thousands of time lines are reflected.

Under the concentric sense, Jiu Xiaoxiao saw countless poetry sword fairy ancestors on the timeline, and also saw the birth and molding of various swords movements of Qinglian sword array.

Everything you see in the timeline is so real.

But for a moment, she made her realize and found the defects in her sword moves. How can her sword grow into such a powerful sword?

There was an idea in her heart.

"Thank you brother!"

Jiu Xiaoxiao broke away from Lu Nianli's arms, and once again killed the poem sword fairy ancestor on the small and medium -sized boats on the lake, and continued to break the tricks.

"My Jianzong, who is more than Taishang Jianzong and Xuanyuan Jianzong.

"The ancestor's sword trick, the final most strong move is the trick of the blue lotus sword song."

"I have a little glimpse of the trick of blending into the green lotus sword song. As long as I realize the half of the tricks, and then realize the limits of my own way, it is enough to achieve the prospective emperor."

At this moment, the wine is clear.

This time, she took a step forward again. Seeing that she had to step on a boat, she was still forced back by the sword movement of Shi Jianxian's ancestor.

"Come again!"

As soon as the small gas machine is condensed, kill forward again.

Once, twice ... a hundred times, a thousand times ...

Lu Nianli looked at the side and had to sigh that each one who could climb the immortal ancestors has absolute talent and strength.

The mystery of just a little power is enough to benefit future generations.

Such a powerful immortal has no trace. Is it really completely detached regardless of the former hometown world?

With his experience and guess, it is definitely not.

The immortals are by no means completely no love at all. Perhaps some immortals no longer have any emotions for the world's creatures, but there must be fairy compassion in the world.

He once used the power of the system to be stroked by the immortal, and he really felt the world, and the fairy was not ruthless stone.

"All of this can only grow up all the seeds of the immortals before they can be revealed," Lu Nianli sighed.

Time passes.

I don't know how many times I tried, and the wine that was constantly returned finally broke through in thousands of spiritual light, and I realized that the sword.

With the fluctuations of the lake, the water pattern rippled, and the small feet of the wine stepped on the boat where the poem sword fairy ancestor was located.

"Old ancestor, I won!" Jiu Xiaoxiao said.

Poetry Sword Xianzu stood out, looking back as a sword, stabbing the small eyebrows of the wine, and immediately dissipated, without seeing the trace.

The wine flew back.

"So!

She was full of surprises in her eyes, and suddenly realized, "It turned out that my Tao should go so, so simple, but it made me turn around for so long!"

This is the case. There are countless loads.

To reveal the fog, you can realize the true way.

"Sword Array, it should be used like this!"

In the small sword thorns, there are dozens of phantoms. Each wine is small, and it is showing different sword tricks.

These swords seem to be irrelevant, puzzling, but have unique mystery.

When the sword potential is fused, the shocking power can be erupted. How many people can understand?

It is difficult to make it reasonable.

At that moment, the small atmosphere of wine changed dramatically, and several polar aisles converged, and finally reflected the Avenue of Sword.

The realm of the emperor, Cheng!

Nympho

In the outside world, the ominous war is still continuing.

Taishang Jianzong.

The sword of the lone sword fairy was completely broken. The enemy in front of her was cut off countless times, but she continued to recover, which was difficult to surpass.

At this moment, her sword heart has completely exhausted.

"it's over!"

The lone sword fairy was paralyzed on the land, leaning against the sky sword column, letting the blood flow down the arms, and the vitality gradually dispersed.

In the vague sight, the darkness walked towards her step by step.

And ... a beautiful butterfly fell on the side of her, "Little guy, are you here to send me a end?"
Chapter completed!