In the eyes of outsiders, it was a silent small hilly vision suddenly appeared.

The big sleeves of the stream slowly ascended into the sky, stretching out two fingers, as if a piece was sandwiched between the two fingers, as if talking to another person.

There was no clear sky, and the wind was surging.

As the stream dust real people spit out the words "falling the sun" from the mouth, a huge chessboard suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, horizontal and horizontal nineteen, and then saw a light column fall from nine days, just falling in the center of this chessboard.

The whole hill seemed to have encountered a strong earthquake that had not been encountered in a hundred years, and it shook.

The soldiers stationed here stood unsteadily and fell to the ground, fearing and worrying.

The stream is constantly falling.

Then a piece of the board appeared, like a star.

Starrying chess.

The stars of the day.

Originally, the big formation that covered the hills was quickly exaggerated, and under the white sky, it was actually sketching a vast starry sky that would be under the night.

At this time, the pupil can no longer be seen in the eyes of the stream dust, only the endless starry sky, among which the stars are disillusioned and the stars are moving.

A piece of chess like a star hovers above the hills.

The small hills moved within ten miles, and even the ground began to collapse, causing the entire hill to slowly sink down.

At this time, a sword surged, causing several pieces to break.

The stream that dangling above the chessboard said, “Training to be higher, and you must know that there is a heaven on it.”

He again swung his fingers to the pawns, held them high, and then fell heavily.

A loud noise.

The chessboard shook.

The hills shook.

This shock was particularly violent, causing the prairie riders to kneel on their knees and turn over.

The large ground collapsed down, and many grassland cavalry directly fell into it with horses, and life and death did not know.

However, then there was the sword's passing away, and in a very arrogant attitude, more than a dozen pieces on the chessboard directly hit, and those pieces containing the Mo Atmospheric machine dissipated one by one.

In the prairie camp, the two real people of Daomen suddenly went out of the tent together.

Among them, the older real person must be white, although he does not belong to one of the eight old people of Dao, but he is a real person of the dust generation, the mountain dust of the road, has not worn a black real humane, and the lavender shoes, it seems that it does not match the name of the real person.Another younger real person, but shorter than the mountain dust, the road sign porcelain leaves, only the appearance of middle-class people, black hair black beard, face like crown jade, wearing a neatly occult robe, wearing a mixed towel, shoulder sword belt, fairy wind duct bone.

Both of them have the realm above the Ten Thousand Buildings of the Landshen to repair, and at the beginning of the First World War, they once joined hands with the Ao Ye Dae-jin to block Murong Xuanyin with the sun and moon stars.This time, a total of five real people were sent to the grassland to help, and there were four real people in the dusty generation, which shows the importance of the Daomen to Xu Beiyou.

Xuan Ye, as the only real person of the Leaf generation, since he can walk with the other four dusty characters, naturally has its uniqueness, only on the root of talent, he is not Qi Xianyun that must be able to climb the 18th floor of the Tan Xian big material, but you can't step up step, can't step up, but will not be stuck on a certain threshold, according to the department, such a talent is a real mainstay of the gate.

If the whole army had not been destroyed, Aki Ye really did not want to send this future generation of brothers and sisters who could be used here.

The big real man who is expected to become the head of the celestial peak closed his eyes to feel the violent air machine fluctuations from the direction of the small hills, and slowly opened his eyes after a long time, and calmly said: "Uncle, there seems to be some accident on the other side of the brook dust master, is it Xu Beiyou found the trace of the stream dust master?"

The face of the heavy mountain dust slowly said: " 80% is."

The occult leaves are difficult to hide the sorrow between the eyes of the world, "The dust master has lost, I am afraid that the brook dust master will also be difficult to please from the hand of the sword lord."

The mountain dust does not look at the surging vision on the other side of the hill, said: "Jianzong Millennium, almost every generation will come out of a man carrying the Ding, to the current sword, Xu North Tour is undoubtedly a hundred feet poles further people, when a sword killed all over the world's upper officials and fairy dust is not so."But then again, the swords-sword bets his last hope on the sword-sword-in-law, and it makes sense that he can do so."

Xuan Ye looked up in the direction of the small hills, only nine days above, there is a wisp of purple and blue breath is constantly gathering, if he is not mistaken, it should be the fiercely famous fairy sword.

Xuan Ye sighed and said helplessly, "Even if the two of us rush through this time, it will not help."

The voice did not fall, and there was a laugh between heaven and earth, "thousands of swords nine, three parts of the art, three parts, the remaining three points whistling into swords."When he vomits, he's half a sword."

I saw Xu Beiyou the whole person breaking up, opening his mouth and vomiting, flowing out of the four or nine white gold swords like a galaxy hanging on for nine days.

A large chessboard is directly divided into two.

This sentence was said when the official fairy dust was defeated by the stream dust, and today Xu North Tour returned it to the stream dust.

After the big battle was broken by a sword, the scene of the day like a starry sky also slowly dissipated, hiding in the corner of the stream after the stars, there is blood oozing out, the wound is not shallow, but he still raised an arm, with his own gas machine to pull the surrounding celestial vitality, those stars that have not been completely disillusioned, and once again formed a small world.

Then he raised his hand and then gently split it.

Countless stars in the world fell under this sword, as if a meteor shower had fallen, and countless stardust had been disillusioned.

At the same time, the whole world also splits this sword from it.

The dust was slammed and pale.

Xu Beiyou reached out his finger again, a sword like a torrent of swords rolling away, the sword is huge, the meaning of the sword is huge, as if it is a sun and a rainbow.

White rainbow fiery toward the stream, but three feet in front of it, as if encountered an invisible thunder pool invisible to the naked eye, can not be crossed, so that it provoked a large white "flame", incomparable.

Xu Beiyou slightly surprised to "squeeze", it seems that I did not think that the stream of dust can actually block this sword.

The white eyebrows are all the blood that has poured into the throat under the rising stream, and the sword that has been at the end of the strong crossbow with a lifelong cultivation is directly broken.

The north swims again with big sleeves.

A slender and long sword rose from the eight sides of the hill, directly into the stream of dust, leaving eight fatal sword wounds on his body.

I just couldn’t leave the dust.

The next moment, the stream dust is personalized for the long rainbow whizzing up.

The North stood and did not pursue it.

A moment later, the blood-stained stream fell in the prairie camp.