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The kingdom of heaven has become ruins, and the way of heaven has no scruples in taking action.

Yanhua knew this very well, so she attacked by force.

The Styx knife cut out, and the knife gang is full of vistas.

Among the endless swords, Yanhua angrily reprimanded Kui Gang's body.

The tall and indescribable Yuhua, who is tall and tall, is like a giant standing upright.The black light of the Reaper's armor was faint, as if a black mountain suddenly rose from the ground.

The Styx knife in his hand also turned into a red and white Styx immediately after the knife was released, lingering around Yu Hua's body.

The white water revolved around the black front, like a white snake desperately devouring its own tail.

Terrifying, indescribable.

Knowing the cruelty of this battle, Yanhua is her strongest fighting form when she makes a move.

Since breaking out of the Xiyi Realm, Yuhua has not only mastered all the fighting instincts of the god of death in the beginning, but also snatched the strongest profound meaning of the god of death from the will of the warrior's soul after killing the soldiers and demons.

Life and death have no boundaries, and the dead have no boundaries.

The essence of death is not death, but killing.

Forgetting only represents the merciful side of the god of death, while killing is the cruelest ultimate form of the god of death.

How powerful is Tiandao's divine sword distraction, and how many sword qis he releases as many swords erupt.

Dao Gang has a myriad of phenomena, and the sword energy is colorful.

When Dao Gang and Jian Qi met each other on a narrow road, fighting each other and exploding one after another, the entire western sky was illuminated with white and intense light.

It was as if tens of thousands of suns were detonated in an instant, releasing thousands of rays of extinction.

Yuan Rui, who came out from afar, ordered the army of the God Realm to retreat again, and she couldn't help but close her eyes, only paying attention to the chaotic eyes of God in the courtyard opening slightly.

This is the chapter of the end of the universe, this is the battle of death.

Tianzun is not qualified to participate in the battle, Taoist ancestors are wiped out, and even the god king and devil emperor can only look at the ocean and sigh.

Only the supreme being can survive under the light of thousands of extinctions.

Yuan Rui was inexplicably shocked, but still gritted his teeth and opened his eyes, looking at the battle situation in the East.

Dongfang is the distraction of Heavenly Dao holding a magic sword, and the magic sword is surging, once fired, it cannot be received.

Tiandao controls the two sword intents of Chaos and Taichu at the same time, and the magic sword sword energy released by him is even more wild.

Countless sword streams formed, like a great river bursting its embankment, and an angry dragon sailing out to sea.

I used to transform dragons with sword qi, condensed countless sword qi and transformed them into sword qi giant dragons, and the sword qi of Heavenly Dao has the appearance of a giant dragon.

The sword energy is flowing, like a group of dragons flying.

With this frightening courage, how can I ask the eternal universe, who dares to face thousands of dragons?

"Heaven and earth are in conflict, Yin and Yang are separated, fight!"

With a roar, Po Jun stood upright like solid jade, and swept forward with two broken knives in his hands, the fan-shaped knives instantly cut into the endless dragon's mighty sword energy.

At this time, the heavenly sword sea has already formed, and with the urging of the sword energy and dragon power, there is also a huge wave in the sword sea, which seems to be able to swallow everything and sweep everything.

However, when Po Jun and Duan Dao shot, the space changed instantly.

Night fell on the earth, and day appeared in the sky.In the alternation of black and white, a knife is brilliant.

Po Jun used the sky as a yang knife to cut down Longwei, and used the earth as a yin knife to disrupt the sea of ​​swords.

When the yin and yang swords merged into one, the dragons screamed and the sea of ​​swords boiled.

"kill!"

The sword broke the momentum of the magic sword, Pojun roared again, holding the knife to kill Tiandao's magic sword distractedly, and met it in close combat.

The madness of the magic sword meets the brave and fearless Pojun who would rather die than die.

The swords clashed, and the most tragic battle broke out in the eternal sky.

Tian Dao's distraction was constantly weakened, and Po Jun's body also continuously produced countless cracks, just like broken jade.

Compared with the two major battles in the east and west, the battle in the north is more complicated and confusing.

The ghost sword is faint and unfathomable.

There is endless darkness covering the north, and there is no way to know where the sky is.

Two beams of black and white streamers plunged into the darkness, candles began to shine brightly, and ghostly fireflies also began to devour the darkness.

In the ancient world, there was a great god, illuminated by ghostly firefly candles.The firefly is detached from the world, and the candlelight opens up the light.

Accompanied by the roars of the two holy beasts in unison, the solidified darkness began to flow slowly... and finally formed a huge black and white vortex, the congenital Liangyi Taiji diagram!

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Chapter 785 Heavenly Dao Plays

In the end, Yuan Rui set his sights on Zhengnan, where the main battlefield between me and the deity of Tiandao was.

The black vortex on the sky in the south is still spinning, and the golden light inside is getting stronger and stronger.

Finally, when the golden light shone so dazzlingly that it was impossible to look directly at it, the tip of the Golden Spear emerged from the vortex.

Staring at the Golden Spear, the first feeling one gets is dignified.

The universe has never been so important. Compared with it, the sword of thousands of prophecies in my hand is like a child's toy.

Although the sword is extremely great, the sword also has its shortcomings.

Because of the power of the sword, it is inseparable from the person holding the sword.

And the golden spear in front of him has the power to destroy everything.

I really can't imagine what kind of person is qualified to wield such a heavy weapon, piercing the world and breaking everything.

The dark vortex was spinning more and more slowly, the murderous intent covering the southern sky became more and more serious, and the golden light became more destructive, dazzling, and shocking to the soul.

The body of the golden spear began to appear, piercing out of the vortex little by little, and the tip of the spear was always targeting me.

Although the movement was very slow, it gave me a feeling of nowhere to escape.