Chapter 603
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The Blood Sword dragon is as smooth as a light belt and extremely sharp. It swims through the roots of the middle finger, index finger and thumb of the huge blood palm in turn, circling around.
The three spears, which were stabbed by lightning, fell to the ground and broke into several pieces. They were swallowed up by the blood sea sword.
"Mortals Damn you
Five fingers connected to the heart, and the God of blood, who had been cut off five fingers in succession, roared in pain and looked ferocious. Only the five holes of the blood palm on the palm plate left a large amount of blood, forming five charming and beautiful blood waterfalls.
He can't even control his internal power now!
"You are not enough."
Blood Sword dragon looked at him indifferently. The dragon body became straight, with the Dragon Ridge as the center and quickly contracted inward to form a sky covering dragon sword. The sharp sword intention of senhan was distributed around, freezing the spirits of all living creatures.
The blood god in the center of the blood also couldn't help but feel a little stiff.
The Dragon Sword roared and opened its mouth to infinity, swallowing his body, the blood palms around him, and the blood water around him.
There is a terrible sword meaning in the mouth. There are sharp and incomparable sharp teeth. Countless pale teeth form a sword array, which brings the power amplitude of the core sword array inside the dragon mouth to the extreme.
The crippled blood palm disc was on the verge of collapse. The thick blood water wrapped into a ball was weak in the air, and even had no qualification to block it. The dark covered the God of blood.
There is only a glimmer of light, and the dragon mouth will be completely closed.
After layers of preparation, the power of that time will be enough to kill the monk Huashen.
The ferocious and sharp dragon mouth suddenly stopped and was frozen by a huge holy force.
"You are born in blood, you are the master of blood!"
"You are killing!"
"Blood sword!"
The sacred hymn came from the God of blood, which had melted into a ball of blood cells. Its strength was extremely weak, less than one tenth of Zhao Shi's at this time.
If we compare the terror gap between the two in terms of power control, people of this level can't do any harm to Zhao Shi.
But in the midst of the holy, orderly, fervent prayer of billions of people, an invisible force expands around, freezes everything and decides everything.
There is only blood sword in the world!
There should only be a sacred blood sword!
The rest will disappear, all will disappear.
The body of the ferocious Blood Sword dragon is rigid, and its body of hundreds of kilometers is shrinking from the outside to the inside.
It's not attacked or folded, it's just a simple, sudden disappearance.
in his crimson terror dragon mouth, the blood corpse of God will be collapsed to the center, the essence of the essence is hitherto unknown, and impurities form the skin on the surface of the sword.
The impurity fell off in the crack. A four inch long sword with a deep blood red scratch appeared in the center.
He is the center of the power of the rules, and billions of people believe in what they believe in.
The white bone sword gently stabbed the brain of blood Stegosaurus, and didn't want to delay for a moment.
He can feel that if he kills him, he will be perfect.
Flesh and blood in front of the blade layer by layer in front of the blade, the hard keel is vulnerable to attack, even in such a close range to move is extravagant hope.
The final game!
This is the sacred sword of the seed of rules!
"The rules..."
When he was about to be pierced, the blood Stegosaurus grinned, proud of himself.
"You are not the God of blood."
"Therefore, the Blood Sword rules that billions of beings have gathered are not yours."
Blood Sword dragon remains more than 100 kilometers, the dragon body automatically collapses, eliminates its own will, and the liquid blood energy flows to its own blood sword.
The speed of the regular blood sword did not change, some hesitated, but it still accepted the familiar power and consumed huge body energy.
Because they are homologous!
Even the relationship is earlier and closer than the so-called God of blood.
A transparent spirit also with the liquid energy touched the blood sword, disappeared!
"Why don't you kill him!"
"I order you to kill him!"
In the blood sword, there is a roaring voice from God, which is extremely angry but useless.
For that man, the rule Blood Sword is all over the mouth.
At the end of the day, the voice of the gods disappeared and fell into another more dangerous war.
The space of faith.
This is a boundless sea of blood belief. The size of human soul is as big as it is here.
The raindrops of golden light come from the standard plane and other aspects. The emotional power of billions of sentient beings is accumulated here, forming the great power of changing the day.
The figure of a young man in black appears in this space. At the first sight, he can see the only center of the sea of blood belief, a God sitting on a high throne.He is really the center of the world. All the light is focused on him. All believers trust him and are willing to be driven by him.
"My Lord! You are born in blood! You are the master of blood
"You are the only one of all things, the stars in the sky!"
"Your throne will rise to the eternal starry sky
Countless believers shout, roar and sound wave to the world again and again.
This is an indisputable truth, and the rules of the world can not be shaken.
Because in this space of belief, the billions of beings who make up this space think that it is the truth, the premise of all things.
"Mortal!"
The figures on the high throne opened their mouths with supreme majesty, and all the cheers of the world were temporarily suspended and silent.
"You blaspheme, death, death."
What you say is what you say.
In a word, everything in the world will change and become a fact in his words.
"Death! Death
"Death!"
"Sin, death, blasphemy
The billions that make up the world cheer, roar, gnash, hate.
Each of them is insignificant. Tens of thousands of people are also blowing the breeze together. Millions and tens of millions of people are just like this. They can be killed by counting swords.
If there is no order of magnitude, any young friar can kill them all if they are united under the unity of rules.
There is no risk in this process except that it is very tired and boring.
But now, here and now, they are the world, the premise of all existence.
They think you don't exist, then you don't exist.
They think you're going to die, you're going to die, that's an indisputable truth.
A clear and incomparable palpitation came from Zhao Shi's heart.
His body began to become transparent and blurred, and the foundation of his existence began to disappear.
There is no sword or spear, no sword spirit, no outside force attacking, and no enemy who can fight back to expect victory. It's just that they are changing.
It's just a simple, undoubted fact.
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The Blood Sword dragon is as smooth as a light belt and extremely sharp. It swims through the roots of the middle finger, index finger and thumb of the huge blood palm in turn, circling around.
The three spears, which were stabbed by lightning, fell to the ground and broke into several pieces. They were swallowed up by the blood sea sword.
"Mortals Damn you
Five fingers connected to the heart, and the God of blood, who had been cut off five fingers in succession, roared in pain and looked ferocious. Only the five holes of the blood palm on the palm plate left a large amount of blood, forming five charming and beautiful blood waterfalls.
He can't even control his internal power now!
"You are not enough."
Blood Sword dragon looked at him indifferently. The dragon body became straight, with the Dragon Ridge as the center and quickly contracted inward to form a sky covering dragon sword. The sharp sword intention of senhan was distributed around, freezing the spirits of all living creatures.
The blood god in the center of the blood also couldn't help but feel a little stiff.
The Dragon Sword roared and opened its mouth to infinity, swallowing his body, the blood palms around him, and the blood water around him.
There is a terrible sword meaning in the mouth. There are sharp and incomparable sharp teeth. Countless pale teeth form a sword array, which brings the power amplitude of the core sword array inside the dragon mouth to the extreme.
The crippled blood palm disc was on the verge of collapse. The thick blood water wrapped into a ball was weak in the air, and even had no qualification to block it. The dark covered the God of blood.
There is only a glimmer of light, and the dragon mouth will be completely closed.
After layers of preparation, the power of that time will be enough to kill the monk Huashen.
The ferocious and sharp dragon mouth suddenly stopped and was frozen by a huge holy force.
"You are born in blood, you are the master of blood!"
"You are killing!"
"Blood sword!"
The sacred hymn came from the God of blood, which had melted into a ball of blood cells. Its strength was extremely weak, less than one tenth of Zhao Shi's at this time.
If we compare the terror gap between the two in terms of power control, people of this level can't do any harm to Zhao Shi.
But in the midst of the holy, orderly, fervent prayer of billions of people, an invisible force expands around, freezes everything and decides everything.
There is only blood sword in the world!
There should only be a sacred blood sword!
The rest will disappear, all will disappear.
The body of the ferocious Blood Sword dragon is rigid, and its body of hundreds of kilometers is shrinking from the outside to the inside.
It's not attacked or folded, it's just a simple, sudden disappearance.
in his crimson terror dragon mouth, the blood corpse of God will be collapsed to the center, the essence of the essence is hitherto unknown, and impurities form the skin on the surface of the sword.
The impurity fell off in the crack. A four inch long sword with a deep blood red scratch appeared in the center.
He is the center of the power of the rules, and billions of people believe in what they believe in.
The white bone sword gently stabbed the brain of blood Stegosaurus, and didn't want to delay for a moment.
He can feel that if he kills him, he will be perfect.
Flesh and blood in front of the blade layer by layer in front of the blade, the hard keel is vulnerable to attack, even in such a close range to move is extravagant hope.
The final game!
This is the sacred sword of the seed of rules!
"The rules..."
When he was about to be pierced, the blood Stegosaurus grinned, proud of himself.
"You are not the God of blood."
"Therefore, the Blood Sword rules that billions of beings have gathered are not yours."
Blood Sword dragon remains more than 100 kilometers, the dragon body automatically collapses, eliminates its own will, and the liquid blood energy flows to its own blood sword.
The speed of the regular blood sword did not change, some hesitated, but it still accepted the familiar power and consumed huge body energy.
Because they are homologous!
Even the relationship is earlier and closer than the so-called God of blood.
A transparent spirit also with the liquid energy touched the blood sword, disappeared!
"Why don't you kill him!"
"I order you to kill him!"
In the blood sword, there is a roaring voice from God, which is extremely angry but useless.
For that man, the rule Blood Sword is all over the mouth.
At the end of the day, the voice of the gods disappeared and fell into another more dangerous war.
The space of faith.
This is a boundless sea of blood belief. The size of human soul is as big as it is here.
The raindrops of golden light come from the standard plane and other aspects. The emotional power of billions of sentient beings is accumulated here, forming the great power of changing the day.
The figure of a young man in black appears in this space. At the first sight, he can see the only center of the sea of blood belief, a God sitting on a high throne.He is really the center of the world. All the light is focused on him. All believers trust him and are willing to be driven by him.
"My Lord! You are born in blood! You are the master of blood
"You are the only one of all things, the stars in the sky!"
"Your throne will rise to the eternal starry sky
Countless believers shout, roar and sound wave to the world again and again.
This is an indisputable truth, and the rules of the world can not be shaken.
Because in this space of belief, the billions of beings who make up this space think that it is the truth, the premise of all things.
"Mortal!"
The figures on the high throne opened their mouths with supreme majesty, and all the cheers of the world were temporarily suspended and silent.
"You blaspheme, death, death."
What you say is what you say.
In a word, everything in the world will change and become a fact in his words.
"Death! Death
"Death!"
"Sin, death, blasphemy
The billions that make up the world cheer, roar, gnash, hate.
Each of them is insignificant. Tens of thousands of people are also blowing the breeze together. Millions and tens of millions of people are just like this. They can be killed by counting swords.
If there is no order of magnitude, any young friar can kill them all if they are united under the unity of rules.
There is no risk in this process except that it is very tired and boring.
But now, here and now, they are the world, the premise of all existence.
They think you don't exist, then you don't exist.
They think you're going to die, you're going to die, that's an indisputable truth.
A clear and incomparable palpitation came from Zhao Shi's heart.
His body began to become transparent and blurred, and the foundation of his existence began to disappear.
There is no sword or spear, no sword spirit, no outside force attacking, and no enemy who can fight back to expect victory. It's just that they are changing.
It's just a simple, undoubted fact.
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The Blood Sword dragon is as smooth as a light belt and extremely sharp. It swims through the roots of the middle finger, index finger and thumb of the huge blood palm in turn, circling around. The three spears, which were stabbed by lightning, fell to the ground and broke into several pieces. They were swallowed up by the blood sea sword. "Mortals Damn you Five fingers connected to the heart, and the God of blood, who had been cut off five fingers in succession, roared in pain and looked ferocious. Only the five holes of the blood palm on the palm plate left a large amount of blood, forming five charming and beautiful blood waterfalls. He can't even control his internal power now! "You are not enough." Blood Sword dragon looked at him indifferently. The dragon body became straight, with the Dragon Ridge as the center and quickly contracted inward to form a sky covering dragon sword. The sharp sword intention of senhan was distributed around, freezing the spirits of all living creatures. The blood god in the center of the blood also couldn't help but feel a little stiff. The Dragon Sword roared and opened its mouth to infinity, swallowing his body, the blood palms around him, and the blood water around him. There is a terrible sword meaning in the mouth. There are sharp and incomparable sharp teeth. Countless pale teeth form a sword array, which brings the power amplitude of the core sword array inside the dragon mouth to the extreme. The crippled blood palm disc was on the verge of collapse. The thick blood water wrapped into a ball was weak in the air, and even had no qualification to block it. The dark covered the God of blood. There is only a glimmer of light, and the dragon mouth will be completely closed. After layers of preparation, the power of that time will be enough to kill the monk Huashen. The ferocious and sharp dragon mouth suddenly stopped and was frozen by a huge holy force. "You are born in blood, you are the master of blood!" "You are killing!" "Blood sword!" The sacred hymn came from the God of blood, which had melted into a ball of blood cells. Its strength was extremely weak, less than one tenth of Zhao Shi's at this time. If we compare the terror gap between the two in terms of power control, people of this level can't do any harm to Zhao Shi. But in the midst of the holy, orderly, fervent prayer of billions of people, an invisible force expands around, freezes everything and decides everything. There is only blood sword in the world! There should only be a sacred blood sword! The rest will disappear, all will disappear. The body of the ferocious Blood Sword dragon is rigid, and its body of hundreds of kilometers is shrinking from the outside to the inside. It's not attacked or folded, it's just a simple, sudden disappearance. in his crimson terror dragon mouth, the blood corpse of God will be collapsed to the center, the essence of the essence is hitherto unknown, and impurities form the skin on the surface of the sword. The impurity fell off in the crack. A four inch long sword with a deep blood red scratch appeared in the center. He is the center of the power of the rules, and billions of people believe in what they believe in. The white bone sword gently stabbed the brain of blood Stegosaurus, and didn't want to delay for a moment. He can feel that if he kills him, he will be perfect. Flesh and blood in front of the blade layer by layer in front of the blade, the hard keel is vulnerable to attack, even in such a close range to move is extravagant hope. The final game! This is the sacred sword of the seed of rules! "The rules..." When he was about to be pierced, the blood Stegosaurus grinned, proud of himself. "You are not the God of blood." "Therefore, the Blood Sword rules that billions of beings have gathered are not yours." Blood Sword dragon remains more than 100 kilometers, the dragon body automatically collapses, eliminates its own will, and the liquid blood energy flows to its own blood sword. The speed of the regular blood sword did not change, some hesitated, but it still accepted the familiar power and consumed huge body energy. Because they are homologous! Even the relationship is earlier and closer than the so-called God of blood. A transparent spirit also with the liquid energy touched the blood sword, disappeared! "Why don't you kill him!" "I order you to kill him!" In the blood sword, there is a roaring voice from God, which is extremely angry but useless. For that man, the rule Blood Sword is all over the mouth. At the end of the day, the voice of the gods disappeared and fell into another more dangerous war. The space of faith. This is a boundless sea of blood belief. The size of human soul is as big as it is here. The raindrops of golden light come from the standard plane and other aspects. The emotional power of billions of sentient beings is accumulated here, forming the great power of changing the day. The figure of a young man in black appears in this space. At the first sight, he can see the only center of the sea of blood belief, a God sitting on a high throne.He is really the center of the world. All the light is focused on him. All believers trust him and are willing to be driven by him. "My Lord! You are born in blood! You are the master of blood "You are the only one of all things, the stars in the sky!" "Your throne will rise to the eternal starry sky Countless believers shout, roar and sound wave to the world again and again. This is an indisputable truth, and the rules of the world can not be shaken. Because in this space of belief, the billions of beings who make up this space think that it is the truth, the premise of all things. "Mortal!" The figures on the high throne opened their mouths with supreme majesty, and all the cheers of the world were temporarily suspended and silent. "You blaspheme, death, death." What you say is what you say. In a word, everything in the world will change and become a fact in his words. "Death! Death "Death!" "Sin, death, blasphemy The billions that make up the world cheer, roar, gnash, hate. Each of them is insignificant. Tens of thousands of people are also blowing the breeze together. Millions and tens of millions of people are just like this. They can be killed by counting swords. If there is no order of magnitude, any young friar can kill them all if they are united under the unity of rules. There is no risk in this process except that it is very tired and boring. But now, here and now, they are the world, the premise of all existence. They think you don't exist, then you don't exist. They think you're going to die, you're going to die, that's an indisputable truth. A clear and incomparable palpitation came from Zhao Shi's heart. His body began to become transparent and blurred, and the foundation of his existence began to disappear. There is no sword or spear, no sword spirit, no outside force attacking, and no enemy who can fight back to expect victory. It's just that they are changing. It's just a simple, undoubted fact. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
