The Divine Martial Stars - Chapter 1639

Ding!

Knife shadow staggered.

Li Mu watched the battle before, and already knew the sword skills of the Kirin tribe.

The annihilation knife is indeed the first-class knife-path sword operation in the world.

But it’s no better than cutting the sky blade.

The reason Qin Kongyu lost was in Ling Yanjun’s last extreme move, using the power of the Kuroshio to turn the original unicorn scale into a black monster lotus petal scale.

The victory is invincible.

Li Muruo broke out with all his strength and was sure to defeat Ling Yanjun within three swords.

But he suppressed the intention of killing in his heart, met the enemy with his knife, and maintained the number of five or five.

The more Ling Yanjun hit, the more shocked he felt.

I thought that after breaking the original sky knife, the destroyer was the first in the world.

I did not expect a guy to emerge out of thin air, and the knife path was so amazing.

The blade method looks messy, but it is self-contained, and it proves that the confrontation is not inferior to its own annihilation knife, and it cannot be suppressed at all.

How could this be?

Ling Yanjun’s mind was inspired.

He managed to prove himself, but was beaten by others?

How does this work?

“Kill, I will defeat you today.”

Ling Yanjun was fierce, with dark black swords in his hands, and his offensive became increasingly fierce.

Time continues.

Sure enough, a moment later, deep inside the endless Kuroshio, the ancient whispering voice reappeared: “Enough, you have delayed too much time, you …”

The voice did not fall.

In Li Mu’s hands, the purple gold sword bloomed with dazzling brilliance.

The powerful force struck Ling Yanjun instantly.

The other man’s knives were united, and a hundred and twenty-handed flying knives accompanied him, instantly turning into a stream of intimidating light, which actually cut open the endless Kuroshio, just like the arrow shooting the sun, and chopped down into the depth of the Kuroshio.

The goal is exactly the direction from which the voice of the ancient demon came.

This is the goal of Li Mu.

From the beginning, he didn’t really have to deal with Ling Yanjun.

Ling Yanjun is just a pawn.

Killing him was not of much benefit to the situation in Nantian Menshao Town.

The ancient demon hidden in the dark and controlling everything is the real culprit.

This sword is really the condensation of Li Mu’s spirit and spirit, and it is also the sword of all his understanding and condensation since the war with Qin Kongyu.

Bright knife light disperses the Kuroshio.

Vaguely, deep in the black mist, a high-crown robe, looming like an emperor.

Daoguang pointed directly at the person.

“Ha ha……”

A faint laugh made sounded.

The figure was just a wave of long sleeves.

There was a surge of energy.

The heavens and earth vanish, at this moment, seemingly shattered.

This is true power.

Li Mulian, with a knife, immediately shattered with the world.

The blood mist filled.

The emperor figure chuckled.

The next moment, however, the void turned.

Blood Mist reassembled into Li Mu’s figure, and the sword had been cut to the forehead of the emperor.

Time reverses.

“Ok?”

The emperor’s figure tone was inconceivable with surprise.

Zijin’s long sword cut on his forehead, breaking a blood line.

Hurt the skin.

But it is no longer difficult to cut off.

A force that Li Mu had never seen before burst out in this man’s body. The Zijin Long Sword could cut the Emperor, but he could not cut into the body any more.

“who are you?”

The emperor figure was furious.

look up.

Even though it was less than half a meter away, Li Mu couldn’t see who he was.

On the ground floor, there is a boulevard, which surrounds it.

Only the rage of the eyes, visible through the broken opening, covered Li Mu’s whole body.

Li Mu urged the body again.

The figure of the emperor sneered, “Exodus? You don’t belong to this age … give me death.”

He punched out.

Li Mu only felt that the vision of the eyes seemed to flow, and the power of the Three Thousand Avenues seemed to hit his body all at once.

The vision of the eyes was suddenly distorted.

The unprecedented crisis of death shrouded the whole body.

His body, being bombarded constantly flying out, could not stabilize the body.

Everything in sight was flashing frantically.

He saw that Ling Yanjun led the black shadow into the Nantianmen Hall.

Seeing the heavenly soldiers who were holding the door of the temple with flesh and blood dead, they were taken alive one by one.

Seeing the old and young in the first floor of the hall, they rushed to the black shadow like a mad man, and then were beheaded and chopped …

Seeing the same misery, it happened on the second floor.

I also saw Qin Kongyu and Qin Linger and other ten giant bloodline immortals. They were shot by the emperor himself and were nailed to the wall of the third Zeng. Also killed in front of Qin Kongyu and others who have not completely died …

Nantianmen plaque, picked and smashed

The Nantianmen Hall fell.

Seeing the town being destroyed, the buildings collapsed in the dust …

The sight in the sight gradually blurred.

Li Mu’s body is still retreating frantically and cannot be contained …

He saw the Kuroshio surging and swept away.

Everything in the sight is weird and distorted, as if watching a TV show, looking at it, or even fast-forwarding, seeing the fall of Tiangeguan, the giant bloodline family madly killing, and the general Qin Han also chose to and Like his own son, Qin Kongyu, stayed firm, and was eventually beheaded by the emperor, and the entire army of the giant spirit army was annihilated …

Regression of body shape, faster and faster, faster and faster …

The tragic scenes are constantly appearing in front of them.

Li Mu even saw in the distance, in the middle of the heavenly court, among the endless avenues, a building that was constantly falling down …

Four streamers broke the Kuroshio current and flew in different directions.

Until this time, this world was drowned by Kuroshio.

He saw that the figure of the emperor turned back suddenly in the endless darkness, and looked at himself with the sharp light of his eyes, as if he could look through himself forever.

A touch of red is in the forehead.

That’s a knife mark.

“We will meet again.”

Full of contempt for life and cold voices, through thousands of distances, into Li Mu’s ears.

Next moment

boom!

Li Mu’s back was hit **** a building.

He opened his mouth with a blood arrow.

At the same time, the air of death pervading the whole body gradually dissipated.

Li Mu landed and turned to look back.

I saw a deadly three-story building hall.

“Is that so?”

After Li Mu’s heart was slightly surprised, he took a natural look.

The three-story hall is the Nantianmen Hall.

It was the one he first encountered, which had been destroyed for countless times and was covered with dead bones and corpses. This Nantianmen Hall really existed in reality.

He had just crashed directly into the third floor of the hall.

He saw the ten bones nailed to the wall.

I saw the broken Nantianmen plaque on the ground, and the broken bones of the dead child’s body …

An unprecedented sadness and anger swept Li Mu’s whole body at once.

Did the living people who I saw, contacted, and interacted with before, really have died before countless years?

These days of experience are really just hallucinations?

Or is it that in the turbulent flow of time, this passer-by, the chance coincidence, participated in a time that countless years ago?