Zha Caiyun successively displayed the three moves of the tyrannical martial arts. The power of each type of tactics reached the high-end level of the holy martial arts. It was comparable to the random attack of the strong emperor of the Holy Emperor. The attack of the three-step holy warfare technique, even the strongest of the Holy Emperor's perfect realm, will fall to the end of the heavy blow, only with the same heavenly combat skills to resist,

There are also strong and weak points in the holy martial arts. The martial arts sacred tactics contain three kinds of attack moves. The power of the three attack moves is stronger than one stroke, so that the sacred tactics of the martial arts have entered the holy Among the high-level tactics of the tactical technique, the talent of Zha Caiyun is extremely high. The mystery of the martial art of the tyrannical martial art has been realized by her, and it is also used in the fire, which makes her the strength and tyranny of the sacred emperor. The power of the martial arts holy martial art is perfectly combined and played to the fullest.

The face of Jian Chen has become extremely dignified. His whole person has been tightly locked by the huge pressure that the holy-order warfare exudes. He puts him in a quagmire, and it is very inconvenient to act. The device was also shot and flew out. Although he was flying toward him quickly under the control of his mind, his speed was completely out of reach.

"It seems that only the use of the Eight Gods Temple." Jian Chen secretly thought that although the Eight Gods Temple is broken, but the holy order of Zha Caiyun is only the power of the Holy Emperor's strong attack, far less than the king's The power of the boxing, the broken Eight Gods Temple is more than enough to withstand it.

Just when Jian Chen just wanted to come up with the Eight Gods Temple, suddenly his eyes flashed in front of him, only to see the golden **** Long Ruijin appear silently in front of Jian Chen, and the holy dragon sword in his hand exudes a terrible power. A hint of faint power in the slow fluctuations, exudes a mysterious and mysterious atmosphere,

Ruijin’s body was placed in front of the sword dust in the face of a copper wall. With the sacred dragon sword in his hand, there was an incomparably powerful sword and a devastating power to shoot at the clouds.

The huge swordsmanship of the second type of swords and the sacred swords of the tyrannical cloud tyrants smashed into the air of the swords of the sacred dragon swords. With a deafening roar, the swords extinguished the huge swords of the void and turned out to be like tofu. As fragile, it is broken up without any effort.

Ruijin’s holy dragon sword contains its origins. The sword that he shot with the holy dragon sword also carries a trace of its origin. This is a powerful force above the Holy Emperor and belongs to another level of power. The power is unquestionable, and it is by no means comparable to the power of this world.

The singularity of the sacred dragon sword broke through the sword and destroyed the emptiness. Then the remaining momentum was not reduced, and the third-style sacred swords and swords that continued to be cast on the zaoyun cloud were shot dead.

Feeling the power of Ruijin's sword, the face of the colorful cloud suddenly came to the side, and immediately reached out and pointed at it. Suddenly, the trajectory of the thousands of swords flying by Jian Yu’s death changed into a straight line of lightning. This road with the source of the sword,

I only heard a series of serial explosions, and the sword of the source was like a fierce beast. It rushed forward with an unstoppable momentum. The swords that met on the way just touched it, and they all burst into bursts. , the vitality of becoming a shareholder dissipated between heaven and earth.

With the sword of the Holy Dragon Sword, Ruijin broke the two-step tactics of Zha Caiyun, and finally passed through the chest of Zhayunyun and disappeared at the end of the sky.

Zha Caiyun’s body trembled fiercely, his face showed painful color, and the momentum emanating from her began to fade quickly. The whole person fell from the sky like a broken kite.

"Colorful clouds." A scream came from a distance, only to see that there was no body and a void, and the body turned into a faint image of the rushing rush to come here, holding the cloud firmly in his hand. And then I want to escape to the distance,

"Leave this person." Jian Chen did not recognize the ignorance. Seeing that someone wanted to save the sacred clouds, he suddenly sang a big drink, and the instant glimpse of the illusion was cast in the moment, and the emperor artifact was turned into a Black mans, unrelenting thorns to the clouds,

A three-finger-wide long sword instantly appeared in the hands of nothing, and it burst into a rich khaki-ray, which was pierced with lightning.

"The Emperor's Eight Heavens." No one shot, Jian Chen felt the strength of the other side, and even reached the Eight Heavens Realm with Zha Caiyun, but it has not yet reached the peak, and it is weaker than Zha Caiyun.

Just as the long sword that was smashed was about to collide with the emperor artifact, the void outside the kilometer began to distort sharply. In the looming, it can be seen that the distorted wave seems to be in the void to a length of one kilometer. The huge guqin, the thirty-six strings above are clearly visible.

"Oh." The strings began to tremble slowly, and a squeaky sound was heard. It was as if the transparent notes formed by the space were coming out of the strings and hit the emperor of Jian Chen at the same incredible speed. Artifacts and sacred sacred soldiers,

"Oh." The notes collided with the Emperor's artifacts and the sacred sacred soldiers. They burst into a very strong sound, and the Buddha could shake a person's soul. The shocked human ears were deaf and watched in the distance. A group of holy kings, even with this horrible sound, shook their heads blankly, and they lost their souls.

The sword dust and the arm of the two swords were all shocked, and the long sword was deflected. The strong anti-seismic force actually shocked the emperor's artifact in the hands of Jian Chen and flew out. At the same time, The horrible sound is turned into an invisible thrust, strong enough to be irresistible, pushing the sword dust and the body of the two, and stopping the battle between them.

Just using the void to transform into a piano, with a note to resolve the attack of the two great powers, the power of this note is far beyond the image of everyone.

No two of Jian Chen and Yu did not continue fighting. They turned their heads and looked at the guqin, which was slowly dissipating in the void. The eyes were incredibly beautiful.

"It is the sacred witch of the Qin." Jian Chen whispered in a low voice, but his heart turned up the turbulent waves, the guqin of the illusory illusion, he recognized, it is the celestial demon of the Qin Shengtian witch, the same shape, the same thirty-six The strings, the same piano sounds, no one in the world except the Qintian Witch, no one can play such a sound, just let him not think of it, for years, the soul of the Qin Shengtian witch has reached Such an incredible realm, which makes Jian Chen’s heart extremely shocked.

He did not hold the clouds and floated in the void. He stared at the guqin of the void, and his look became very complicated. There was an incomprehensible pain in it.

"The curtain, the curtain, is it you?" Nothing was whispering, his voice was shaking, full of excitement, spread all over the radius of a few dozen miles.

"Screen." Hearing the name of nothing, Jian Chen suddenly felt a burst of surprise, and his heart was dark; "Is it not the same as the Qin Shengtian witch, the curtain, this is the name of the Qin Shengtian witch."

The guqin in the void is finally completely dissipated, and the Qin Shengtian witch has never appeared. No one knows where she is, is hiding somewhere, or has already left.

There were tears in his eyes, and his eyes were filled with pain and looked at the void of the guqin dissipated. He said in a sad voice: "The curtain, since you are here, why don’t you come out and see it, is it so long? Time has passed, are you still forgiving?"

"Oh." After listening to this, Jian Chen was shocked in his heart, suddenly turned his head and stared at him, and his face was shocked. At this moment, he simply wondered if his ears were wrong.

"This middle-aged man is the father of Qin Shengtian Witch." Jian Chen feels unbelievable, and he will not return to God for a long time, but in this way, he can better explain why Qin Shengtian witches will stop in the dark. I am fighting with him, '

Ruijin black fish, red lotus three people are also a staring stare at the void of the guqin disappearing, long time speechless,

"This little girl's doll has become so powerful that she has no trace of it. I can't feel her presence." After a long time, the black fish made an exclamation.

"When we met her on Long Island several years ago, her strength is still in the realm of the Holy King. How can it become so powerful now? Did she hide her strength before, if that is the case, then her means of hiding strength It’s too high.” Ruijin whispered, puzzling,

"This person is very strong, just the sound of the piano, even my soul is a tremor, do you know her." Honglian eyes fixed on the direction of the disappearance of the guqin, the look of incomparable dignity,

Ruijin nodded and said; "I have seen it. At that time, she and Jian Chen together, playing the piano as a device, hurting the enemy with a voice, and taking a very rare road, just did not expect that she is so powerful now. It is."

"Nothing." The eyes of Zha Caiyun, who was shackled in his arms, looked full of affection and looked at him. He made a soft call. The purple dress on her body had been stained with blood, which looked very miserable.

I didn’t look down at the clouds, and the complexion was full of complexities: “Colorful clouds, colorful clouds, how are you doing, the weight of the injury is not heavy.” The tone of nothing is full of concern.

Zha Caiyun shook his head gently, and a pair of eyes had tears rolling in her eyes. Her voice was full of tenderness and grievances: "No, three thousand years, for three thousand years, you finally came out to see me, you know? I am here for you for three thousand years, you let me wait for the hardship."

I closed my eyes without pain, and there was a burst of colic in my heart. "Colorful clouds, you are stupid, I am not worthy of you doing this. I have no face to see you at all. I am sorry for you, yes. I have failed you..."

Zha Caiyun shook his head gently, and said in a weak tone: "No, you know, although you used to make me sad, but I never hated you, because I know that this is all arranged by the family in secret. You are only in the conspiracy of our family elders, they are framed, I only hate my family's elders, only blame the family's elders, never blame you."

"No, you know, I have been waiting for you all these years. I am waiting for you to apologize to me and ask for my forgiveness. Unfortunately, my wish has never been fulfilled. I have been waiting for you for three thousand years in the family. Time, you are not willing to come to see me."

The tone of Zacaiyun is full of deep sadness.