Ancient Godly Monarch

Qin asked Tianyou to walk in the magical cliff, the magic image revived, and the madness was suppressed. Qin asked the way to sweep away the madness and deep into the magical cliff.

He came to a closed valley, where the eight sides of the place were still guarded by the magic statue. There was no sky in the sky above, and there was no magic. Only one statue of the **** stood there and inserted into Tianyu, as if to suppress the heavens.

"Boom!"

Qin asked the heart to beat, and the enchanting magic is even more terrible, and people want to collapse.

Suddenly, the magic image cliff passed out endless sound waves, infiltrated into the Qin asked the ear, in front of the mountain wall, a figure came out, covered with **** magic light, this is a terrible shadow, his eyes stare Qin asked Tian, ​​as if to let Qin ask Tian to fall into it.

The moment the figure came out, the closed ancient seems to have a gap, only from then on, can continue to move forward.

The sound wave is still the same, the endless magic light shines on the statue of the demon, and then only the magic image is stepped out, and it is rushing toward Qin. The speed is as fast as a magic light, and the simple and unspeakable punches are like a shocking ancient and modern. , penetrate the void.

This punch reveals the magic of nowhere, suppressing the void of the heavens and the earth, and breaking the law.

Qin asked the celestial body to star the brilliance of the brilliance. He roared, his body became huge, his clothes were torn and shattered. He trampled on the earth and swept out. Thousands of phantoms appeared, and the stars and the stars were broken and madly suppressed.

The horrible cracking sound swayed to the heavens and the earth, and the magic figure figure fist still rushed forward, unable to break.

Qin asked Tian Hao to smash into Huaguang, and collided with the other's fist. At this moment, he felt that the other side's boxing had the magic of the sky, and he wanted to destroy his internal organs, as if there was infinite magic power infiltrated into the body.

"Boom!" A loud noise, the magic figure stepped across the ground, making a squeaking sound, Qin asked Tian was shocked and vomited blood, I saw him touched the blood of the corner of his mouth, the palm of his hand placed behind the hilt, a Huaguang shines, the sword is out of the sheath, and Qin asks the sky to cross the blade. The blood is stained with red and the sword is not enough.

"Hey!" The storm of the horrible sword swept the world, the sword came out of the sheath, the incarnation of the demon sword, the sound of the sword smashed the void, and madly swept above the magic statue of the surrounding magic statue.

Qin asked Tian to hold a giant sword and walked forward. The endless swordsmanship sprinkled from the sky and smashed into the front of the magical figure. The magical figure in the magic sound was soaring, but Qin said that the sky was roaring, and the giant sword broke out. Endless vigorous suppression, kneeling in front, the magic statue lifted the sky to resist the big hand, the demon sword swept past, directly cut the magic image into a powder.

Qin asked the day to step forward and look at the open gap, which has a tremulous magic, so that his heart beats, and the statue on the cliff is like a real person. There are real faces, as if they have experienced thousands of years of weathering, and become a statue of the magic cliff.

The demon sword was small, and Qin asked the demon sword to walk from the gap and came to another space. At this moment, his gaze solidified there, and the heart trembled fiercely.

The endless magic sound is in the heavens and the earth, trembled in the soul, and the dark magic light of the sky is mixed with the blood brilliance. In the center of this vast expanse cliff, there are thousands of demons around the land. There was a strong magic light that went towards the altar of the center.

"Wan Mozong dynasty!" Qin asked Tian's heart to tremble fiercely. Wan Mo Zhaozong, like a pilgrimage to the demon king, in the central area, blood and light went straight to the sky, as if there was magic light from the sky that day, scattered here, falling there. Above the middle altar.

The altar was covered in blood, and there seemed to be a demon sculpture. It was impossible to see the figure. Only the altar around the altar had a blood-deviled head. They stood there singing, like the singing of the devil.

At this point, there is a figure turned around, this body image is an unreal shadow, he just looked at Qin Wentian, just a glance, Qin asked only to feel that the body is not controlled by himself, the horrible magic power directly I rushed into his mind.

"Hey!" The statue of the demon appeared in front of him. Qin asked that he was trapped in a magical obstacle. This is a **** space. There is no space for life, only a magical space. The horrible blood color is overwhelmed. Come, bang on the body of Qin Wentian, shocked him to vomit blood.

"This will not be the starry sky?" Qin asked the sky to whisper, he gave birth to a sense of powerlessness, this magical statue has such a terrible power in the cliff, here there is a devil in the sacrifice.

Lying on the ground, Qin asked the sky to look at the magic light in the void, faintly glowing with the light of the stars, like the stars of the sky, from which there is a **** magic knife appeared, directly suppressed and killed, the magic knife can break the world, Qin asked for some desperation, he could not escape the attack of this magic knife.

"Oh..." The magic knife was inserted into the body, and the blood stained the red ground. Qin asked that his face was pale. He thought he could do a lot of things. He could find Bai Qing and revenge for Qing, but at the moment he found it sadly, he Not as powerful as I imagined. There are so many forces in the world that he can't resist. He is too powerful.

Qin asked Tianxin that there was a flame burning and a strong flame. However, this wish, I am afraid, can only hope for the body of Emperor.

The blood stained the red ground more red, and Qin’s consciousness was somewhat blurred. The blood on the ground had not been dried for a long time. Instead, it was filled with a strong breath, and it slowly returned into Qin’s body. To nourish his heart, as if to maintain the vitality of Qin Wentian.

"Why, still not dead?" In the vague consciousness, Qin Wentian felt that he did not die. The white heart fire appeared again, as if he could keep his life, even if the heart was attacked, he could protect him. The heart of the heart, let him not die.

But this time the injury is different, the knife is still inserted in his body, the horrible power in the magic knife corrodes his heart, to take away his life, these two forces seem to be confrontational.

This kind of confrontation has been going on for a long time, but the people on the altar side seem to have no one to pay attention to him. The magic sound is still lingering between the heavens and the earth, and it seems that an ancient ceremony is being carried out.

After a few days, Qin asked the faint feeling that the magic sound disappeared. Without sound, he could feel that he was not dead. He even felt someone pull out the magic knife inserted in his heart.

He tried hard to restore the vague consciousness and let himself see it all, but he only felt a vague figure.

It was a figure wearing a black konjac, and it was full of terrible temperament. Her face seemed familiar, clear and beautiful, but it showed a terrible magic, just like the descendants of the devil.

Later, Qin asked Tian that he felt a soft body to hold him up. The black konjac did not seem to have a slight weight, and could not isolate the soft skin touch, but still gave a strong sense of majesty.

Then, Qin asked Tian to feel that he was in the air.

All of this is like a dream, and some are not true.

When the dream was awake, Qin asked Tian to open his eyes and the sun pierced his eyes. Qin Wentian was somewhat unaccustomed to pick it up, and then opened again to adapt to the direct sunlight.

There are white clouds floating in the sky, and the magic sound has not been surrounded by the ear.

There was also a whispering voice next to it, and a laugh came: "This guy will not be fainted if he has not stepped into the magic cliff."

"Magic Cliff!" Qin asked Tian Meng to sit up, the heart trembled fiercely, he glanced at his body, draped in a messy clothes, traces of tears everywhere, wounds in the heart It seems to have healed, and his terrible blood has a super healing power. Qin Qiaotian knows.

Turning his gaze and looking to the side, the demon sword lay quietly on the ground beside him, like an ordinary iron sword, without any abnormalities.

“What happened?” Qin asked himself to talk to himself. It was like a dream, but he knew that he had no dreams and everything was real.

Who is the blurred figure in that dream? Did she save herself?

Reaching out, Qin asked Tian to touch his cheek. It seemed to have crystal droplets, which dried on his face and left a trace.

Qin asked Tian to pick up the monster sword and stood up. His eyes looked far away, and the magic cliff was there. He was sent out.

There was a wind blowing on the ridiculous land, and it was shaking the messy clothes on the body. Qin asked the sky to see the white clouds above the cliff, as if everything was so calm, but his heart could not be calm for a long time, he was thinking, which The sky is real?

The space in the magical cliff, the magic light of the sky, the magical light beam that goes straight into the sky, where does it come from?

"Qing Shantou, is that you!"

Qin asked Tian to whisper, the soft body wearing a black konjac, the tough but gentle eyes, although fuzzy, but still familiar, would it be white?

Qin Wentian couldn't tell the truth. He also knew that he couldn't get into the magical cliff again. The magical shadow of the dynasty, the magic shadow there, he could not contend.

"Do you know what happened?" Qin asked Tian to put the demon sword in front of him and asked.

The demon sword did not respond, there is still no brilliance, completely silent, as if it is fulfilling its promise, it will only be the witness of Qin Wentian!

"Senior brother, is this a fool? He actually talks to his sword?" A young woman, not far behind, said to the young man next to her, some strangely watching Qin Wentian.

"It may be scared to be stupid." The young man sneered, a line of young men and women looking at Qin’s messy clothes and dementia, thinking that Qin asked Tian is a fool.

When Qin asked Tianzhu if he hadn't heard it, there was a horrible brilliance in his body, and his body was drowned in an instant. Then he saw that he had taken out a clean shirt and put it on his body. He still looked at it. The magical cliff in front, sighing in my heart, I hope that the girl can be fine.

The vanity of nothingness appeared, Qin asked the sky to stroll up, and a bright Huaguang shines, and Qin’s figure disappears directly.

The people behind him looked at the figure that had left, and the terrible glory of the glory. They swallowed a slobber, their faces were slightly pale, and they felt soaked, all of them were cold sweats. They felt that as soon as they felt angry And pinching yourself is easy!