Refining Heaven and Earth

In recent days, Mongolia always felt restless and trapped everyone in the Valley of the Singing God of God, still unable to reassure him.

Not worried about those people in the array, but worried that Zhong will not leave!

Ming Sword God Valley came prepared, Zhong Zhongli would not sit idly by, and he didn't show up late, how to make him feel relieved?

It was useless to worry, once Zhong Bu Li appeared, Wu Xiangmen would be destroyed immediately.

The only hope now is that the host Qin Regret has already become a god, so that he can have a higher and lower qualification with Ming Sword God Valley.

The Mongolian side certainly would not think that Qin Regret can be an invincible opponent of Zhongshen, at least he has the chance to escape, which will put pressure on the Sword God Valley.

In this way, there is no opportunity for phase doors, otherwise, everything is a hurry!

"Master, how long will it take you?"

Meng Fang sighed, raised his sleeves, was inspired by the robe, his eyes were heavy, success or failure was here!

Suddenly, a sense of consciousness swept away, and Fang's brow frowned slightly, his face turned wild, his body flickered, and he disappeared like lightning.

Looking at the violent formation, Mongolian was startled and murmured: "Impossible, impossible, how is it possible?"

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Wuxiang Gate has been prepared for over 300 years in the Garo continent. Wuxiang has been prepared to win the battlefield, and it is scarce to say that no one can break it.

The team is very strong, but it is impossible to break the array.

Wu Xiangmen dare to cooperate with the stronger Tiangong Palace, how can there be no confidence?

Mongolia has long planned that after the master becomes a god, it will be the end of the Temple of Heaven, and he will be the second person to gather the power of faith to become a god.

Therefore, from the beginning to the end did not look at the Temple of Heaven.

Today, Mingjian God Valley intervenes, trapped in the sky, and has the strength to break the formation method.

Frightened, the Mongolian **** sank into the array, and immediately discovered the crazy attack of the saints from the Valley of the Sword God.

"wrong!"

Mongolian side has confidence in the array method that they personally arranged. These attacks are indeed powerful, but not enough to cause such a big movement. There must be other possibilities. The consciousness swept towards the array again.

Suddenly, a blue light rose up into the sky, straight into the clouds, and the skyless array burst in an instant, and countless figures rushed out.

"what is that?"

Almost everyone saw a soaring blue light, and underneath that blue light stood the white condensed spirit, and the sword pointed at the sky.

call!

Fang Bai was relieved, secretly dangerous.

After Qing Ding launched several shocks, Fang Bai realized that he could not drag on, and Wu Xiangmen would definitely come to see it. Once it was discovered, it would inevitably be exposed.

Therefore, while Fang Bai sent all the true qi in, the consciousness urged the chaotic qi in the tripod, and the power condensed to the extreme.

The phaseless sky bursts instantly!

Suddenly, Fang Bai hurriedly gathered up Qingmu Ding, Yu Guang stayed in the sky and took out the sword.

"kill!"

Winning Mu Yu's cold words fell without giving everyone a chance to consider. The Sages of the Valley of the Singing God looked at Fang Bai with surprise and rushed towards Wuxiangmen.

It is the most critical to get out of the range of the formation method, and if the formation method is urged again, it will be troublesome.

"It's over!"

The Mongolian side was shameless, and a massacre without a door was inevitable. At this time, Qin Regret could not become a god.

"kill!"

After Fang Bai and other spiritual fluids were refined, and they were full of vitality, they only killed toward Wuxiangmen.

By this time, the two sides had already fought together.

Mingjian God Valley has attracted more than 200 people from the Temple of Heaven, which has skyrocketed to 600 people, while Wuxiangmen is full of more than 400 people, far worse than Temple of Heaven.

This time, the rising sword sword valley was killed by anger, without phase door is panic, and sentenced high.

Boom boom!

The light of the sky spread, and a scream rang out. As soon as the war started, more than a dozen people died without blood, and the sky was bloody.

"kill!"

The Mongolian anger drank, and God's consciousness swept away. Even if he lost, he would fight to the end!

boom!

No shortage of swords cut, a saint quadruple was directly killed, his eyes swept across the sky, and he immediately found an acquaintance who was the old man who had battled Tong Yan Hefa that day.

That day, he was extremely miserable when he teamed up with Tianxing and Tianyue. Today, Fang Bai wants to meet him again.

"Leave him to me."

Fang Bai coldly said, a sword was killed towards the old man with Tong Yan Hefa, and a saint in the warring sword **** valley was ninefold.

I also wanted to come forward to help, just listen to Fang Bai said again: "Go, don't leave one!"

"Yes, Lord Otani!"

Fang Bai said so, and he couldn't say much. Besides, Fang Bai hardly shook the two old men in the Temple of Heaven. He looked in his eyes and turned away.

"court death!"

The old man from Tong Yanhe said in a cold voice, still the same cultivation behavior, that year was vulnerable, what waves can be turned now? When the eyes fell on Wu Jian, there was greed flashing.

As a sword repairer, how could he not know that sword in the Valley of the Singing God, if it was not because of his identity, he would like to try it.

What about Shaozhu? If he can be seized, the war situation will be reversed immediately, maybe the doorkeeper will give him another chance to become a god.

"kill!"

Thinking of this, Tong Yanhe made the old man's heart full of enthusiasm, and the same sword was cut out and whistled.

boom!

The two swordsman slammed together fiercely, and Yu Guang burst into all directions, Fang Bai quickly retreated backwards.

"what?"

Tong Yanhe made the old man retreat ten feet involuntarily, his face became extremely ugly in an instant. Although this sword had the upper hand, he failed to hurt Fang Bai.

"how is this possible?"

The sage's eighth peak was forced to retreat by a sage's six-fold sword, and it failed to hurt the other party!

"Old man, that's all it is!"

Fang Bai withdrew from the three miles, took the opportunity to suppress the rolling blood in his chest, realized that he is not his opponent for the time being, no matter how strong the sword is, he is not strong enough, there is no way, after all, the gap is too wide.

In recklessness, the Eight Great Chaos method is too strong for those exercises, so it can form a crushing trend, but in floods, this advantage will be reduced.

In particular, he has not completely adapted to the rules of floods, and it didn't take long for him to come to Galo, and his strength was once again discounted.

He is very satisfied with this situation.

"Damn!"

Tong Yanhe made the old man look cold, and his previous good wishes seemed to be turned into anger, and he said, "Come again!"

"I'm afraid you won't do it!"

Fang Bai laughed and said, his figure flew in the air, and he slashed again.

At this point, the Valley of Mingling Swords was swept by the crushing force, and Wuxiangmen was defeated. More than thirty people had died in battle, and the situation became more critical.

boom!

The two swordsmen slammed into each other again, Fang Bai withdrew from Sanli again, his throat was sweet, and his blood flowed up.

And the old man Yan Tongfa withdrew fifteen feet, his face became more ugly.

Fang Bai laughed: "Old man, today is your death!"

There is no shortage of bright swords, the sword is not yet dropped, and the powerful coercion has swept away. Tong Yanhe has the old man's eyes dignified, he runs with anger, and the sword is severely cut off.

Rumble!

When Fang Bai stepped back again, a sage who had no phase of the gate took the opportunity to sneak in and attacked with a sword.

"act recklessly!"

Fang Bai chuckled coldly, subdued the spirit fluid, and turned into a void, and quickly fell off without a sword.

"Do not!"

The saint was astonished in five major ways, but Fang Bai would still be so powerful at this time, and hurriedly pulled back.

But where can I still have time, I saw Fang Bai being attacked, and there were several people in Ming Valley of Ming Sword immediately. When the sage withdrew five times, he left and found himself surrounded by many!

boom!

The seven sword-mangs fell one after the other, and the saint's five-fold didn't even have time to scream, and his body had burst.

"Master Otani!"

"Go away!"

Fang Bai faintly looked forward to the old man Yan Tonghe, and constantly challenged the strong to make him stronger. The understanding between life and death is the most profound and thorough.

"Come again!"

Quickly passing through the void, the sword lacking no cut again, the old man Tong Tong Hefa became more and more frightened at this time.

Ahhhh!

The screams came from all directions, and Wuxiangmen regressed horribly. Some people couldn't help but want to escape, but where can the sword **** valley let them escape?

As soon as the morale is dispersed, the defeat of Wu Xiangmen is exacerbated, and it seems that it will collapse!

boom!

At this moment, a strong and powerful coercion came from afar, the sky and earth seemed to become dim for a moment, and the air became extremely dull.

"Master of non-phase door!"

Fang Bai was horrified to look into the distance. This is not the power of the gods, but it is not the power that the saints can release, between the saints and the gods!