MTL - Everlasting Sword God-Chapter 720 Xuan Shen Zhen

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Regarding the change of the Xuan family, the most hated was the faction of the royal family, but the most surprised was the veteran.

Xuan Tianwei, it turned out to be a veteran of the city.

-But he never told his colleagues about God's coming.

This time the royal family madly revenge, Xuan Tianwei can also be said to be self-defeating from the elders, and almost chose the direction of death. Even if the elders want to protect him, they can't keep him, so they can only push the boat and treat him as an abandoned son.

Therefore, Xuanjia didn't know.

The original veteran's intention was only to capture and declare, to reflect the dignity of the law. Personally, they have no intentions against Xuanjia.

But after the fall of God, the oldest reaction was the veterans.

"Xuan Tianwei, his heart is terrible."

Mr. Jiu in the prison stood on the edge of the desert, watching Shen Zhenyi and his party far away.

They know that the sick sword Xianyuanshan is dead, and a powerful force has been reduced from this team. But Mr. Jiu, who is far-sighted, would not underestimate these people.

The performance has already accepted the blood of the legendary god, and the power of the cold god's power has already been witnessed.

And the great swordsman Shen Zhenyi, who was really recommended by Jiu Men Tito Yuan Yu, also sat leisurely on the crystal throne. He heard that he was at the center of the power of the cold god, and even stopped the demonstrating magic.

Mr. Jiu never underestimated himself and never underestimated the enemy.

"Xuanjia blood is bound to be obtained."

He squinted and watched the powerful and confused announcement.

"What do you think is the highest ceiling for this" God "?"

Mr. Jiu suddenly asked the people around him.

There is a simple, simple, black swordsman with a sword at his side. He scoffs at the increased power of this magic: "He is now the seventh most stable god, but I can easily kill him. As for whether such a person can To the eighth level of God's human realm, I don't know. "

His tone was straightforward.

If all those guys who have run out of **** can enter the eighth place of God's realm, then the martial arts road would have been a joke.

——Of course, this also means that he admits that if he is demonstrating his eighth step in the human realm, then he will never be an opponent.

This is the realm difference.

Mr. Ji laughed and was very happy.

"Zhong Zheng, you will always be so humorous."

He knew that the performance could almost be promoted to the eighth level of the god-human realm, and if his body allowed it, he could even be expected to be the ninth level of the legendary god-human realm.

Because what he got was the legendary power of God.

It is a stronger force beyond the realm of God.

What realm this power is, no knowledgeable Mr. Jiu can guess, but he knows that this is their opportunity.

This is Xuantiancheng's opportunity.

-Or, say, the opportunities of the veterans.

"Xuan Tianwei has such blood in his body, but he is secretive and undeclared, that is, he is unfaithful to Xuantian City and unfaithful to all peoples. He only wants to be a hero." Recalling the scene in Tian prison, Mr. Jiu was still a little bit angry.

"So you want to use the power of this bloodline?"

The black swordsman named Zhong Zheng was not very satisfied.

He thought it was a crooked way.

"Old clock."

Mr. Jiu sighed deeply: "You know we have no choice."

Human beings have no way, at least these high-level people in Xuantian City cannot find a way.

If the old guys in the obelisk can lead sentient beings, it won't be a thousand years.

Everyone wants to find a way for themselves.

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The people of the royal family hope to unite the country and give their power to the highest royal.

People of the ancient martial arts desperately sought for the powerful martial arts in the legend.

The people in the Destroyer Church were so **** that they thought about killing one enough, killing two to earn one, and expecting a miracle.

The beast-hearted man simply recognized the reality, surrendered to save his life, and wanted to turn himself into a beast to live.

——The veterans think the most. They always think that it is they who propped up the Xuantian City, and also propped up the last backbone of the seven wounded human beings in the world. It is because they gave humanity a chance to survive and die. They should also be in charge of the overall situation.

As for what to do with the ferocious beast, in fact, Mr. Jiu is also helpless.

But no matter what, the foreigner must first settle in and master the power of the blood, and maybe they can force the other factions to obey the old man's dispatch.

Zhong Zheng did not speak.

He never understood these things.

All he could figure out was the sword in his hand.

Now his sword was beating vigorously in the scabbard, just like his heart as a swordsman.

——He is not concerned about the child Mr. Jiu is bound to get.

——It's beside the child, the sword sitting on the crystal throne.

That swordsman!

His attention was gradually drawn to this man's sword, his lips were dry, his breathing was short, and his body couldn't help getting tight.

"Can't help but think of a shot?"

Mr. Jiu could see his thoughts.

"The sword idiot is indeed a sword idiot, but it has to wait for a while."

Wait.

After the surrounding array is completely set up successfully and waiting to suppress the divine power, Jian Chi Zhongzheng will have the opportunity to challenge his opponent.

That Shen Sangong who is comparable to Zhu Jie and Yuan Weili!

"It looks unremarkable."

Mr. Jiu said with an eyebrow raised.

Zhong Zheng grasped the hilt of the sword in pain: "It would be a regret of my life if I could not fight a fair fight with him."

As a swordsman, he just wanted to enjoy the opponent's peak and most gorgeous sword. After being distorted by power and influence, the sword technique became ugly.

Mr. Jiu shrugged, disapproving.

At the same time, the wind of the desert has blown up the sleeves of Shen Zhenyi.

"We are trapped."

Opposite him, A Qing sniffed his nose and smelled, "It's popular, it's a formation."

When the words didn't fall, I heard the sound of eating and eating. The dunes around it cracked open, innumerable black people came out, holding the banner, dancing back and forth, and performing battles. I saw that the light of God gradually combined and turned into a huge virtual image of Mi Tuo, covering the wild .

"Oh, gather manpower and turn them into virtual gods. Xuantian City has even developed this array of martial arts."

Shen Zhenyi nodded with a smile and turned back to the demonstrator: "This is the strongest way to combat divine power with ordinary human power. Although it is not perfect, it is already a prototype. In the future, you may encounter such an opponent. You can just observe and learn. Fan. "

One person's divine light cannot fight against the deities, but if they can be combined, they can fight against divine power, so that they can have a fighting force.

The virtual **** has great restraint on divine power, but the human beings who hurt the world should not have the experience of fighting against the gods, nor do they know where they learned this tactic or obtained it from imagination.

A Fang also said nothing about his calmness.

"Suppressed by the false god, that cold **** can't shoot. Shen Sangong, you're probably going to deal with thousands of troops. Are you so happy?"

"I?"

Shen Zhenyi pointed to his nose and smiled, "I'm sorry, it's not me."

"——You have to deal with millions of troops."

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