In the face of the two major demonic battles, Qin Jiu Song did not respond.

He smiled and said, “Sword, Mo Sheng, I have children!”

At present, even the saints began to fall, but Qin Jiu Song still sat on the fishing table and shared his joy with his old friends.

“Really?”

“Congratulations, dude!”

The sword and Mo Sheng are both surprised.

The power of Qin Jiu Song's bloodline is too strong, it is difficult to continue, and the Qingfei has been married for thousands of years, but there is still no heir, which is the regret of the whole too false world, let alone the people who are closely related to Qin Jiu Song.

At present, the war is now, but I have heard such news that the two people should not be happy for Qin Jiu Song and the Qingfei.

“Hahaha!”Seeing the reaction of the two people, Qin Jiu Song was also laughing.

The sword and Mo Sheng looked at each other: "The little guy has not yet been born, I am an uncle, and there is nothing to do for him, so let the two of us, for the little guy to tear open the corner of this world!" 」

“Son, we are going to kill!”

“Go on!”Qin Jiu song waved his hand, and his face appeared with a brilliant smile, "I will avenge you!"

“Hahaha, that’s fine!”The sword and Mo Sheng laughed wildly, showing their greatness, and completely put life and death aside, "Young lady, when the little guy is born, don't forget to tell him that he has two very powerful and powerful uncles!"

“Certainly.”A water mist appeared in the eyes of the green concubine.

“Go away!”

The two men waved their hands, rose up from the sky, and fell into the middle of the army.

Once in a while, without forward!

In the eternal real world battlefield, with a slight vibration of heaven and earth, the two imposing figures appeared out of thin air, and as soon as they appeared, they attracted all the eyes of the field.

It's too strong!

Whether it is the sword or Mo Sheng, the momentum emitted by them is obviously stronger than the pseudo-holy in the field, and it is the supreme existence under the three true saints!

“Brother Mo, today you and I are more than you, and see who kills more!”As soon as he appeared, the sword was raised and the meaning flew.

“Afraid that you won’t!”In the face of the provocation of the sword, Mo Sheng did not show weakness.

The two of them fought for many years, but they did not share the strength.

“Farious!”

Hearing the words of the two, the pseudo-Saintton of the eternal true world felt humiliated and all furious.

However, how did the sword and Mo Sheng pay attention to their thoughts, and then they fumed and flew out, each finding a quasi-hostald of the eternal true world!

“Hm on!I'm afraid you won't!"

The pseudo-Holy Heart that was caught by the sword was surprised, but in the cruel battlefield of such a noble and worthless emperor, he could not be allowed to withdraw, and he was armed with a long gun, and a shot wrapped in boundless Saint Wei was to take the initiative to kill the sword.

“Three swords!”

Suddenly, the sword spoke.

Without waiting for the other party to react to the meaning of his words, in the face of it, it seemed to be a shot to puncture the heavens and the earth, the meaning of the sword surged from the sword, and the white supreme sword bone in his hand glowed, and it seemed that a sword was unremarkable and waved out: "First sword!"

However, in the face of his false saint, it was instantly changed.

铮!

A shot and a sword, in an eye-catching way, collided without fancy, and the holy force that belonged to the two men surged out of the frenzy and blew the void out.

"What?!" cried the sword's opponent in an instant, exclaiming in his heart, as a false saint, it could not be calmed, as if seeing the strange things in the heavens and the earth.

The voice fell, "bomb", his arm with a gun burst, the holy blood, the whole person suddenly flew out.

The mouth of the sword also quietly overflowed with blood, but it was as if it were not seen.

“The Second Sword!”

The sword whispers, a sword, the sharp sword is like a fairy flower, incomparably stunning, and falling in the eyes of his opponent, it is tantamount to arousal.

This sword, the pseudo-sorcendant complete holy body collapses, it is difficult to bear the fierce to the ultimate sword, countless terrible swords and horns will penetrate its body, crazy cutting his flesh and blood, scarlet blood along the body that is pierced, like no money.

Even his spirit was wounded by this unspeakable sword, and the eternal blooming spirit became extremely dim.

“Impossible!”This is the second exclamation of the Prophet, and it is difficult to hide the shock and uneasiness in his heart.

“Third sword!”

The sound of the sword, which contains the slightest emotion, sounded almost at the same time as the cry of this man, as if the sword god in the legend, is evolving his highest way of killing!

The voice fell, and the sword in the sword's hand moved again, straight out.

This sword, seemingly ordinary, is the "thorn" that is the foundation of the sword, any swordsman can do it, but only the false holy existence can truly understand this sword, feel the sword in the sword, the ultimate sword!

It is an unbeatable sword!

It was the sword that broke everything!

The pseudo-suphemist who had not yet returned from the second sword now felt that the sword was as if it had been heavily hammered in the heart, and there was a shadow of death in the eyes.

He knew that the sword...

He can't stop it!

Like the lightning breaking the void, the sword was killed in an instant, even ignoring the explosion before the death of the Presiding Saint, and the power burst out in the blink of an eye, destroying everything.

Extremely moving and very quiet.

However, in an instant, the two people who fought at the speed of the battle were still in shape.

The sword is handed before the sword, and the sharpness of the sword of the long sword is attached to the pseudo-sage eyebrow, a drop of red blood, slowly dripping down.

“How can it be so strong...”

The pseudo-saint murmured, he wanted to exclaim, but the life in his body no longer allowed him to make too much sound...

The voice fell, and between the words, the holy body burst, and became the dust between heaven and earth, completely falling!

The three swords are the three swords!

The existence of a man who is almost standing at the top of this world cannot resist the power of the three swords!

Looking at the proud figure in the sky, the scene is now in a dead silence.

Really, too strong!

This powerful, even beyond many false holy consciousness!

“It is hard to imagine that, unless the two true saints end up, who can match this person alone...” So thought, all the people in the room were circling in their minds.

But the sword did not pay attention to the eyes of people, as if there was no one, slowly reached out, and a long gun that penetrated his heart was gently pulled out, and the blood was splashed, but he did not seem to feel it.

After all, the other party is not muddy, kill each other, the sword is also paid the price, by the death of the pseudo-shit long gun through the heart.

“I killed one!”

The sword turned its head and was proud of the other side.

“Me too.”

On the other hand, Mo Sheng smiled confidently and responded to the sword.

In front of him, there is also a false holy figure, slowly fell down, and then turned into powder...