Refining Heaven and Earth

Thunder God Zong has a great name in Zhongzhou, but that was a thing many years ago. When Thunder God was on the sidelines, Thunder God Zong was trembling in Zhongzhou.

Since the disappearance of Thor, Thor's prestige is still not weak, but compared with some powerful portals, there is a lot of gap.

The foundation composition of Thunder God Sect is destined to be crowded out by the major forces in Zhongzhou under the same conditions. It is for this reason that only seventy-seven forces of all sizes joined forces to counter the Thunder God Sect.

Compared to Baiyun Valley, Thunder King Sect is really nothing.

Bai Rusong laughed and said indifferently: "So, is Thunder God Zong going to declare war with us?"

Baiyun Valley, Jiuyang Shenzong, Wuyuan Shenzong, Giant Spirit God Island, which is not better than Thunder God Zong?

Not to mention the four homes, no matter which one is not able to bear the thunder god!

Jian Jian smiled lightly, "Thunder King Zong will not declare war on anyone, but Thunder King Zong will not be afraid of anyone's challenge. If anyone wants to use pressure to oppress others, you can try!

Thunder God Sect can stand in Zhongzhou for many years, but it is not a fluke. The old man wanted to see what the final result would be! "

"A big breath!"

The man in the golden robe whispered, "Is it worth your thunder god?"

Jian Jian laughed dismissively, "Don't you four deserve it?"

The air calmed down for a moment, and Fang Bai also roughly understood that both were gods and had strengths.

The divine spirit is ninefold, which represents the strength of the divine spirit itself, which can be seen at a glance.

But the power of the small world and faith is invisible, unless you can understand it by hand.

In front of the four people Bai Rusong Xiu is the highest, the gods are fourfold, the other three are the gods triplet, but this does not tell anything.

Looking at the sword shocking again, it is also the fourfold of the gods. The real strength should be very strong. After all, the Mo Quli who held the Quake was compromised.

At this moment, Fang Bai's cultivation is the peak of the gods. This is due to the infusion of ten days of chaos. The longer the time, the greater the benefit.

"Okay!"

The man in the golden robe said coldly, "Teach the thunder of Thunder King today!"

"roll!"

The sword screamed loudly, and a sword mang cut out like lightning in a vacuum. The man in the golden robe changed his face. At the same time the nine rounds of rising sun rose, the golden light diffused behind him.

Bang Bang!

The nine rounds of scorching sun have shattered one after another. There is no resistance under this sword. It is not until the golden light rises that the sword awns slowly dissipate.

At this moment, the man in the golden robe shot backwards a hundred miles away.

"So strong!"

As a sword repairer, Fang Bai naturally saw the power of the sword Jingtian, and finally understood a truth. Talent is important, but time is also important.

The real strong need talent, mind, and more time to polish and precipitate!

"it is good!"

Bai Rusong glanced at the sword, and his cold eyes locked on Fang Bai. "The things that belong to the Baiyun Valley cannot be taken away. If anyone wants to own it, he has to pay for it, the price of life!"

Fang Bai heard his words and frowned slightly. It seemed that Bai Rusong knew about the existence of Gan Jinding, it was impossible for the sword to be so unrelenting, which made things a bit more troublesome.

The power of Baiyun Valley is well known, and the Jinding Ding is one of the Kings and Kings of Yu, and will never give up!

With his current strength, Jinding can't be saved, and even more terrible is the Halloween continent!

Although he is the master in the Halloween continent, he is not sure what kind of power Baiyun Valley will use to deal with him. If the gods are out, the Halloween continent will not be able to keep it.

But you must not hand over what you have!

Jian Jingtian gave Fang Bai a thoughtful look, and said lightly, "Why is it that Baiyun Valley is on him? Since it is on him, it does not belong to Baiyun Valley!"

Fang Bai heard the words, and was shocked instantly. He didn't expect Jian Jingtian to say such words, even he felt a little embarrassed.

But he immediately understood, what would happen if he died, not during the day?

What if it was n’t him who became the **** today, but the day?

After all, it's still strength!

Regardless of whether he delivers or not, there is bound to be a battle!

So why give it to him?

Fang Bai said indifferently: "Those are my booty. Whoever wants to take it back, take it by himself!"

"it is good!"

Jian Jingtian laughed loudly: "This is a little bit like that, our sword-setters would rather be unyielding. In the next life, we would repair again. What's the point?"

With Jian Jingtian as a strong backing, Fang Bai was getting bolder and bolder. There was a middle-aged man who hadn't spoken from beginning to end. I don't know what he planned.

Be good to be neutral, anyway, Fang Bai never thought he would help him!

Hahahaha!

Bai Rusong laughed loudly, "Okay, well said, no one has dared to challenge Baiyun Valley for a long time. Zhongzhou seems to have forgotten the existence of Baiyun Valley. What do you say?"

The man in Jinpao walked coldly, "Some gates have long been unnecessary, so what's the use of keeping them?"

Forced to retreat by the sword, the man in the golden robe seemed to be greatly humiliated. Even if Bai Rusong did not speak, he would not give up!

"The disciples of Wuyuan Shenzong cannot die in vain!" The white-haired middle-aged man said coldly, spreading his arms around.

"The Giant Spirit God Island is just for revenge, nothing else!" The old man said lightly, the demon pervaded, and went straight into the depths of the void.

Bai Rusong looked at the old man in the green robe and slowly said, "What about you?"

"Look!"

The gentleman of the Qingpao softly said that he seemed not interested in this battle.

Bai Rusong looked at Jian Jian with cold eyes, "This person gave me!"

"it is good!"

Those three people agreed at the same time, and no one wanted to be shocked by Shangjian, and Fang Bai would be easier to deal with. After all, he has just become a god, where can he be stronger?

"You don't deserve it!"

Jian Jingtian said indifferently, swinging at will, the three sword-mans flew towards Bai Rusong, Jinpao man, and white-haired middle-aged man.

Fang Bai was left with the old man full of anger.

"kill!"

Fang Bai chopped out without hesitation, and went straight to the demon old man.

When my heart moves, I just feel that infinite power is pouring out of my body. That is not only my own power, but also the power of the Halloween continent!

At this moment, as if the whole person is integrated with the Halloween continent, the power of the world is under his control.

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"Good job!"

The demon filled the old man's eyes with dignity, his fists slammed straight forward, and behind him a huge figure appeared, which was like a lion giant with wings spread out.

boom!

Jianmang roared and fell under a pair of giant fists, and the sword screamed without any shortage, and the mighty divine power spread in all directions.

Fang Bai volleyed for hundreds of miles, frowned slightly, realizing the problem.

It's not that Wujian Sword is not strong enough, but the divine power hidden in Wujian Sword has affected his performance. At the time, he was a saint to cultivate.

Now that he has become a god, two different divine powers cause conflict, and the power of the sword without shortage cannot be exerted.

Rumble!

In the distance, the four have already fought together, and the sword shocks the three alone. It seems to be more than easy. As long as he can defeat the spirit of the giant spirit island, the situation is still in their favor!

Roar!

The roar uttered from the mouth of the giant ghost behind the old man, the emptiness shivered, and the evil spirit filled every corner.

The momentum came across like lightning, before blinking in front of Fang Bai, a pair of giant punches fell again.

"roll!"

Fang Bai drank violently. This was the first time he had fought with the gods. With a heart motion, the power of the Halloween continent was continuously drawn, and the sword was severely cut out again.

The dazzling swordmang was cut off with the mighty divine power, always feeling a little unsatisfactory. No wonder the **** will create a weapon when he becomes a god, that is not an alternative to other artifacts!

Bang Bang!

Jian Mang cracked again, Fang Bai had already withdrawn hundreds of miles away at the moment, a corner of his mouth overflowed with blood, his eyes became colder.

"Still not enough!"

Don't you know that the old man in front of him is getting more and more shocked. It is a great humiliation to face a **** who has just become a **** and fight to look like this!

"Dead!"

With a roar, the old man suddenly transformed into a giant beast, a giant white lion up to a thousand feet, and unfolded a pair of **** wings up to two thousand feet.

The wings fluttered, and the monstrous spirits crushed!

"Huh?"