Twin martial arts

Battle flags are scary.

Some of them are dilapidated, bearing the traces of time and accumulating the dust of time and space.

They were thrown by their master from the space-time channel, and inserted somewhere in the three thousand worlds of chaos, conveying their unrivaled power to the outside world, telling about the immortal achievements of prehistoric times.

This is too scary, all spirits are rustling!

Just battle flags, but so what?

It's as if the real Star Lord descended here, with unpredictable and terrifying power, sweeping tens of billions of miles of starry sky, just like the tiger king in the most primitive jungle has encircled his territory, declaring his sovereignty, no one dares to offend .

In the court of God.

Wuji's body is rotten, not because his life is approaching, not because his destiny is coming to an end, but because he has been seriously injured.

It was a star lord named Huangquan who made Wuji almost die; if Qimeng hadn't sacrificed his life to save him, he would have died, and he couldn't have survived until now.

At this time, a sinister, vicious and strange aura has been harassing and entangled in his bone marrow, walking in his way.

"cough"

Wuji coughed lightly, and black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

He got up lonely, and walked a few steps staggeringly. When he walked out of the hut, his figure was once again tall and straight like a mountain, and his steps were calm and fast.

Wuji walked to the highest floating island.

This belongs to Lin Fan.

It's just that the building is empty now.

This is a forbidden place, and only he can enter it so far.

"Brother Lin, I seem to have experienced a thousandth of your hardship."

Wuji coughed continuously, and when he arrived here, he stopped pretending, took off all the disguises, and leaned wearily under a flower tree, with black and foul-smelling pus and blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"You alone have supported the court of God for thousands of years, but how long have I supported it? But I really can't hold it any longer."

Wuji was whispering, he looked at the statue erected by the gods, it was so lifelike, so vivid and vivid, as if Lin Fan had really come here, with the heavy halberd in his hand pointing at the front, as if he would immediately kill a halberd and sweep the world enemy.

In fact, those who are proficient in the power of faith will find a big difference in this statue. There are wisps of white mist shuttling through it, making this statue even more extraordinary and extraordinary.

Every moment, every minute, every second, there are countless white powers of faith coming from all over the starry sky, wrapping around this statue, as if to make this golden statue come alive.

"Brother Lin, I know you are still alive, maybe wandering outside the era, can you hear the calls of your hundreds of millions of subordinates and believers? They let you return and let you protect the gods forever."

Wuji whispered, his expression was very tired, his face turned sallow.

"Husband, if you can't hold on, why don't you fight to the death together?"

This is Hua Mengxue, with the brightest smile and the most desolate words.

Wuji looked at Hua Mengxue, and swept the ground beside him with his sleeve robe: "Come and sit."

Hua Mengxue came in style, sat in the green grass and then gently leaned on Wuji's shoulder, muttering: "My husband, that is a hero who stands up to the sky, he shouldn't die lonely, when he is vigorous , shocked the starry sky in life, even after death, he will dominate the underworld."

Wuji chuckled: "What are you talking about intimidating the starry sky? The strength is still too weak; you can't do what brother Lin did, and you can't face the enemies from all directions at once."

Hua Mengxue was slightly silent, and said: "Brother Lin may only be born once in a thousand generations, but at least in my heart, my husband is more remarkable than him."

Wuji laughed at himself.

"Let's go, the lord of the starry sky is gradually returning, it's not good for you to be away from the battlefield for a long time." Hua Mengxue gently wiped the blood from the corner of Wuji's mouth.

Wuji nodded, then looked at Lin Fan's statue, and sighed: "I know you are not dead, but where are you, can you see your god court, is your brother suffering? I can hear many of your subordinates and followers Howling, but have you seen all the people you cherish are shedding blood and tears? Why haven't you returned yet?"

The statue flickered lightly, maybe it was just the power of faith, and no one cared.

Of course, it is impossible for anyone to discover that there is a torrent of power of faith pouring down from nine days away. No one will find that this power of faith has deceived the world, fooled all living beings, and rushed into this statue.

"My injury may accompany me to the end of my life."

Wuji smiled: "I have nothing else to ask for. First, I want to die in battle. Second, I want you, mother and child, to be safe and successful, and live happily ever after."

"Everything is hopeful."

Hua Mengxue's heart tightened suddenly, and she said, "If Xiaoxi or Lin Fan comes back, your injuries are nothing."

"Yes, if either of his father and daughter is there, I'm only slightly injured, but where are they?" Wuji was very open-minded.

I don't pin my hope on anyone, and I see through life and death.

Hua Mengxue was also silent.

If the father and daughter were there, how could there be so many casualties in Shenting?

"Boom!"

Suddenly, just to the east of the Shenting galaxy, a mushroom cloud bigger than the starry sky rose into the sky.

At the top of the mushroom cloud, two figures can be vaguely seen——

She had a peerless face, but at this time her face was full of murderous intent, her snow-white long skirt was flying, splitting the sky, and she was pressing forward with fist seals.

Those hands are white and delicate, like the masterpieces carefully carved by the most extraordinary masters for countless years, so beautiful and beautiful.

This is a dream.

The other person has the first-born magic horn.

Very ugly, the magic horns are like two big bull horns stuck on his head.

But it was too terrifying, with a long roar, endless stars fell down, and then tens of thousands of them attacked and killed Xiang Qimeng.

"Is this the little devil?"

Wuji's pupils shrank sharply.

I know something big has happened!

The one who is fighting and fighting with Qimeng is a famous Star Lord.

The man was famously bloodthirsty and cruel.

Even if the other Star Lords dominate a generation, their contemporaries can still survive, and they can bloom with different demeanor.

But this person is different. He killed all the outstanding people in his era, and directly caused the brilliant era he was in to wither.

"not good!"

Hua Mengxue also exclaimed: "Qimeng is invincible! But what about Kunpeng Star Master and the others?"

"Where are you bastards!"

At this moment, the Kunpeng star master roared fiercely, his figure covered the sky and the sun, his wings stretched for millions of miles, and countless big stars could only rotate under his wings.

With a bang, his wings fluttered, and countless big stars were rolled up like mud pellets; they turned into a torrent of stars and killed them straight ahead.

But this terrifying attack, which was so frightening to death, was swallowed alive by a big mouth that suddenly appeared.

"Kunpeng, didn't expect me to die, did you?"

There was a cold voice.

"It's you! It's you! You really didn't die! You really didn't die!"

The Kunpeng Star Lord roared angrily and aggressively, and the real Kunpeng, which filled the sky, was trembling.