I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

The old man Yue narrowed his eyes and looked towards the city.

On the battlefield, there is still a fight.

At the same time, the saints of the Three Sects who were responsible for suppressing Qi Luck over the battlefield stared at the old man Yue all the time, paying attention to his every move.

And beside the old man Yue, the little girl staring at the grandfather next to her was blinking.

Even after so many years, Bian still hasn't changed at all, she is still the little girl who was carved and carved at the time.

"Don't walk around, I'll be back when I go."

The old man Yue touched Bian's head.

Bian's eyes blinked and nodded, and her little hands hugged the big dog next to her tightly.

Da Gouzi stretched out his tongue and licked Yan's small face, and then "barked" to the old man, as if to say: "You can go as long as you go. I'll just go fishing with this little Luo, Li."

The old man Yue raised his cane with a smile and knocked on the head of the big dog. When the old man put down the cane, the old man had disappeared in place.

At the same time, the three sages over the battlefield condensed.

The Taoist sages are whisking the dust that is no longer a few hairs, and the rivers of rhyme are rolled into the air!

Buddhist saints recite the Buddhist scriptures, and golden chains of scriptures fall from the sky, trying to trap the old man Yue.

The Confucian sage drew a breeze, and a long black dragon rushed into the air, blocking the old man Yue.

While in the air, the old man just smiled and shook his head. With a light wave of the crutches in his hand, he hit the black dragon's head. The dragon smashed and turned into a rain of ink.

The old man took a step forward, and the chain formed by the collection of scriptures began to jingle, as if being pulled continuously, as if it would be broken open in the next moment.

Taking one step forward, the old man Yue seemed to have not seen the golden chain, and walked forward naturally. When the old man was about to touch the golden chain, the chain suddenly broke, and the golden light drifted down.

The Taoist sage tried to drown him with the long river of Daoyun, but the old man stepped into that long river. The water was nothing but the ankle of the old man. When the old man walked out of the long river of Daoyun, the trousers of the old man Yuet were not wet.

"Why, the old man hasn't come yet? If you don't come, I will accept this city of thousands of miles today."

The old man Yue chuckled, thunder roared in the sky, dark clouds began to fill, and the sky seemed to be trembling!

The hearts of the two people in the world are shocked! A kind of nameless coercion directly pressed on their hearts. Obviously this coercion was not directed at them, but they were already short of breath, and cold sweats began to appear on their foreheads.

Jiang Lin looked up and narrowed his eyes. At this moment, Jiang Lin realized that he had a sense of crisis of "fleeing quickly".

Fengyun began to gather around the old man, and when the old man took a step forward, the whole city of Wanli dropped by one point!

Suddenly, a violent wind blew, the dark clouds pushed away, and above the sky, that golden heavenly gate had already emerged!

"Crack..."

The Tianmen opened wide, and the rhyme of Taoism fell down, like a fairy vocal song, like auspicious hovering.

The old man hadn't made a move yet, but had a vague idea of ​​starting, and Daotiandi resonated with it.

This is the God Refining Realm, except for Mrs. Qingzhu, one of the only God Refining Realms in the world! They are all old people who have survived from ancient times!

"Senior Yue! Let the juniors come and see what the legendary God Refining Realm looks like!"

An ascendant old man guarding the Great Wall stepped forward! The spear behind him was like a god, as if that little cold light was about to break through the void.

The old man's name is Qin E, a veteran ascendant powerhouse in the world, and the originator of the world's first gun sect, Hongyingzong.

"It turned out to be Qin E."

Looking at Qin E, Old Man Yue smiled and touched his beard.

"I heard that you traveled the world after you gave up the position of suzerain three thousand years ago? How about you? After three thousand years, can you get something?"

"The junior is dull. For three thousand years, he has only realized a shot. If you don't dislike it, please ask Senior Yue for advice."

Even if the opponent is the enemy, Haoran's biggest enemy in the world, Qin E also holds the gift of juniors.

Although the positions of the two sides are different, from Qin E's point of view, this old man who has been fighting against the gods since ancient times is worthy of the respect of everyone in the world.

"Well, come, let me see it." The old man Yue nodded.

"This trick is called-Dongtian!"

Qin E's words fell, and a silver spear appeared in his hand.

The silver spear is an immortal soldier, who has accompanied Qin E for thousands of years.

On the silver gun, the texture gradually spread, like cracks appeared on the dry earth, and then the golden spiritual power flowed on it.

The whole gun body blended with gold and silver, and the point of the tip of the gun appeared black. This black point did not come from this silver gun, but the tip of the spear had already broken through the void.

Qin E held the gun body in his palm, and the silver gun was already trembling excitedly.

A falling thunder broke through the sky and hit Qin E's gun directly!

"Boom boom boom!"

Thunder fell one after another! Even a long river of thunder in the air poured towards Qin E!

This is Thunder Tribulation.

Because a move threatened heaven and earth, the thunder calamity that heaven and earth avenue naturally descended!

But this thunder robbery was absorbed by that silver spear.

The silver-white gun body, golden flow marks, blue thunder robbery package attached, the gun intent quickly climbed!

And when the spear intent climbed to the peak, Qin E threw a shot!

Where the silver spear flew, the traces of thunder remained, as if a spear of thunder pierced into the heart of the old man, and it was going to pierce the sky again!

This is the full blow of the old man of Ascension Realm!

"Bah..."

The old man Yue just stretched out his hand and gripped the gun body of the long spear tightly. The old man Yue held the long spear tightly and couldn't take a step forward!

But the penetrating thunder gun gas has passed through the old man Yue's body, spreading thousands of miles, in the sky, it is obviously daytime, but a purple thunder glow flashes!

But it was only a flash.

In the end, the thunderous intent of the gun body dissipated, the gun power also weakened, and the silver gun stopped in the palm of the old man's hand.

After dropping the spear, the old man Yue looked at his palm, and the bones of that old palm were already visible.

"Yes, you are really good with this shot." Looking at Qin E, the old man Yue nodded, "It's a pity, there is still too much difference between the Ascension Realm and the Refining God Realm. Go down, I don't want to kill you yet. , You have the right to live, otherwise someone will always say that I am bullying the small."

Qin E shook his head: "The younger generation has no hope of refining the gods in this life, but since the younger generation was born as a Haoran, and died, he is also a ghost of Haoran."

"Not bad."

The old man Yue stepped forward, Qin E's chest felt tight, and a mouthful of blood spurted out!

With a wave of that old hand, the **** wind on the battlefield rushed towards Qin E.

However, this wind is fatal!

Qin E was intent on spears, and the silver spear returned to Qin E's hands again, constantly waving the spear in his hand, but his robes were cut again and again, with scars all over his body, and red blood overflowing from the wounds.

In less than ten breaths of effort, Qin E had already become a blood man.

The difference between the ascension realm and the refining **** realm is just like heaven and earth.

The old man Yue stretched out his hand, and at the same time, a huge palm gesture suddenly covered the sky!

Just when this huge palm technique was about to slap Qin E, the saints of the Three Religions appeared in front of Qin E. At the same time, Chen Wei was already returning to the city.

Chen Qi lost the seal in his hand, and Wanli City seemed to be activated. The defensive array was activated in an instant. The saints of the three religions each appeared in the three directions of Wanli City with tokens in their hands.

"Boom!"

With the palm of Faxiang's hand, Wanlicheng moved violently, but he was unharmed.

Above the barrier of the magic circle, there are yin and yang fish swimming and stars shining. When the stars converge, the rays of light weave into a giant net to catch the old man towards the moon.

"The Ten Thousand Miles City Defence Array, which integrates the essence of the Yin Yang Family and the Mo Family, is really good. It's a pity. If the old man doesn't come, everything will be useless."

The old man Yue shook his head, and in an instant, the old man disappeared, replaced by an ancient beast with a length of 100 meters!

Zhongshan God!

The **** of Zhongshan is regarded as day, gazing at night, blowing for winter, and calling for summer. No drink, no food, no rest, breath is the wind. Thousands of miles long. In the East of Nothing. Horse body, dragon head, red color, located under Zhongshan Mountain.

Because it's almost a god! Take care of the word "God"!

This is the last pure blood in the world, there are not many in ancient times.

The old man Yue raised his head and spit out, the breath was breezy, and the gust of wind hit the Ten Thousand Miles City array. When he closed his eyes, the heaven and the earth turned out to be dim, and countless stars surrounded the horse.

Open the longan, and the world will be clear again!

It's just that the city of Wanli, which was still in the deep spring not long ago, is already extremely hot at the moment, it's already summer!

It is rumored that the Zhongshan **** in the realm of refining the gods can change the weather, affect the avenue, and dominate the four seasons, so it seems that it is true.

"Old man, if you don't come, this Wanli City is really going to be broken."

The old man Yue lifted the dragon's head and shouted with a smile not far away.

The next moment, the old man Yue breathed out heat into the sky, and several meteorites fell directly towards the city of Wanli!

"Boom boom boom boom!"

The magic circle of Wanli City blocked one meteorite after another, and the yin and yang Pisces moved it thousands of miles away, but the magic circle will eventually be exhausted.

If no one can stop Old Man Yue, then when the magic circle is exhausted, it will be the day when the city of Wanli will be destroyed!

The Sanjiao saint's mind moved slightly, and the Wanli City array released a ray of light to try to counterattack. As a result, the old man Yue just bowed his head and spit, and the icy breath collided with that ray of light.

Like a tug-of-war, the two pure energies resisted each other, and the aftermath shook out one after another.

In the end, Old Man Yue completely suppressed that ray of light, and bombarded the city barrier with an icy breath!

It's not over yet, the old man Yueyue stepped on the clouds, the spiritual power of the great avenue kept converging, and a huge long sword formed by spiritual power was suspended in the sky of Wanli City.

"Broken..." Old Man Yue pressed his palm down.

A giant long sword as high as a mountain plunges straight down!

Looking at the huge sword that seemed to destroy the world, the faces of the saints of the three religions were pale, they were ready to merge their flesh and blood into the city defense array to make the final resistance!

"Oh...everyone hasn't lived well for a few years, so why bother to bully the juniors."

Just when this sword was about to break the magic circle, an old man's sigh came from a distance.

A yellowed book arrived quietly. The book was suspended in the sky above Wanli City. The tip of the great sword reached the top of the book, and the pages of the book kept turning.

A huge long sword, a small book that you can hold in your hand.

And it's like an elephant wants to step on it with one foot, but an ant lifts the elephant's leg!

Between the three breaths, the book shattered, and the magical aspect of that long sword also dissipated.

The sky was clear and airy, as if nothing had happened.

"Teacher..."

Xue could not raise his head, and shouted with some joy.

At this time, an old scholar walked step by step with his hands on his back, standing above the city of Wanli.

"Old thing, long time no see." The old man Yue turned into a human form, but the coercion of the whole body did not decrease a little.

"It's been a long time, old fellow." The old scholar sighed softly and retracted the book floating in the air.

Seeing that his own was already in tatters, with only a few broken pages left, the old man felt a little distressed.

"You know what happened to Gui back then." Old Man Yue asked, only the killing intent flashing in his eyes was so cold.

"I know." The old man nodded, "I was also responsible for that incident."

"So what?" The old man Yue had a flat tone.

"We are sorry Gui, but if I were to choose one more time, I should still do that." The old scholar looked directly into the eyes of the old man without a moment's shift.

Above Wanli City, the two world's strongest men looked at each other and fell into a long silence.

"This is you."

After a long time, the old man Yue shook his head and walked out of the city on crutches.

"Since you are here, you can't attack it today, but for the old stuff, I will go to you to settle the account."

The old man Yue's voice came slowly, but the old man was no longer visible.

Under the city of Wanli, the Yaozu world began to withdraw its troops.

Haoran has no spare power to pursue it.

Even when the Yaozu world withdrew, the monks of Haoran World were still blank, holding the **** weapon tightly in their hands, and the whole person was trembling.

It wasn't until the Yaozu Tianxia truly left, that it was no longer possible to kill a carbine, that someone successively released the last breath.

Some people Panasonic fell to the ground with that last breath, and fell into a coma with exhaustion.

The monks in the world carried each other, and returned to the city one after another. They were speechless when they returned to the city~www.wuxiaspot.com~ They just lowered their heads, their eyes trembled, and they were still holding weapons, as if they couldn't feel themselves at all. Existence.

Two hours after the two armies evacuated, some people went to the city to find their relatives and friends.

With good luck, maybe it's just the injury and fainting.

But most of them, they can find only the corpse covered in blood.

Broken off the banner, broken weapons, short limbs, the corpses of the monks of the monster race and the monks of Haoran were all over the battlefield.

Jiang Lin still stood in place, overlooking this endless battlefield.

In this battle, no one knows who won.

In other words, no one won.

In the evening, Wanli City held a meeting again.

The old scholar walked into the conference room, bowed to everyone, and then said:

"Wanli City, I'm afraid I can't hold it."