Standing in the center of the Sancai Sword Mountain, Luo Li felt the subtleties of the sword path, and his mouth overflowed with a smile.

He did not move, but the three-gened sword mountain turned into the beauty of heaven and earth, and killed him.

The mountain is no longer a mountain, but the sky, the earth, and the people.

The stars appear in the sky.

The mountains appear on the ground.

Man is like a god of war, stepping on the earth, above the sky, containing an infinite sword of God, fiercely shooting at Luo.

Luo Li looked at the bombardment of a punch and muttered, "I underestimated you, so you have changed since the beginning of my sword."

For others, this punch is the power to destroy the earth.

In his view, it was a variety of mysterious and perfect presentation of the celestial howling sword path, which allowed him to truly capture the mysterious nature of the celestial whistling sword, why he was different from him, and how he could be stronger than him.

I understand, Luo Li showed a hint of doubt, why did he never think of this?

This gave him a hint of doubt, for the first time doubting whether his sword path was really perfect to reach the extreme.

In the middle of the thought, the killing of the three swords has arrived.

Lori just punched it out.

Bam!

A sword-bearing sword-bearing power can burst.

Blow up!

The three swords tremble at the same time, countless cracks emerged, and the people of the world evolved from the three swords were broken.

Luo Li glanced at it, did not go forward again, but sat down in the place, eyes closed, lost in thought.

He was grasping the sword of heaven, and he also asked about his sword path.

Only to see through the sword of the son of heaven, but also let him understand, as if he really did not reach the extreme of the sword.

And that weakness started with my sword.

All his actions naturally fell in the eyes of the son of heaven, but let out a slight laugh with mockery, contempt, and excitement.

Everything was in his anticipation.

As an invincible person who is determined to be invincible in the world, as long as it is helpful for the combat ability, it will inevitably reach the extreme, and only in this way can it finally become the ultimate person and stand at the highest peak.

God’s will is to grasp this and defeat Luo Li.

"I have studied you for ten years, to defeat you fundamentally, how to find out your weakness, from this weakness, sow a seed that affects the sword path, the seed slowly germinates, grows, and finally will make you lose."

He is very thoughtful and even more spicy.

He wants to watch Lori step by step into the trap he has laid down, and finally vetoes himself, so that he completely cut off his sword path, so that he extends to martial arts, and ultimately is Luo Li himself.

This is God’s whistling.

In response to him, it was not Lori, because his words were self-talking and the only person around him to listen to, that is, ... the emperor moon!

Today's imperial moon, as in the past, beauty is like flowers, temperament as a fairy, like a god, standing on the side, like the end of the fairy, at the same time, her pair of always proud eyes, still belong to her pride.

Since the return of Lori from the imperial dynasty and saw the emperor's moon, he lifted the blood-slavement of her blood, and she returned to the Tianzi family, staying beside the celestial son, and never left half a step.

She also witnessed that Lori entered the world of magic and attacked the Tianzi family; she also saw the two dozen Tianzi family of Luo Li, and saw the birth of the emperor, at that time, she knew that the so-called Tianzi family should be called the Tiandao family.

However, one thing that Luo Li definitely did not expect is that he has never said a word since the return of the emperor's month.

She is like a mute, like a spectator standing outside the sky, quietly watching the changes in the world, the chaos, the blood and rain, no words, no matter what, is a pair of eyes to see, a heart is in the touch.

At this time, the words of the son of heaven still did not cause her to open their mouths, and she still looked at the reflection of the picture of the Luo Liang standing in the broken three-talented sword mountain.

But it seems that the emperor's moon is more and more colorful, it seems that the whole person is sublimating like a sudden, so that Tianzi howling unconsciously looks at her completely new.

Compared to the emperor's moon, the appearance of the son of heaven is the same first-class.

The handsome face, with a little book, a pair of dark as ink eyebrows slanted into the brood, and exuded a sharp edge.

A pair of deep eyes like the stars of the universe, people can not see, look, will fall into it can not extricate themselves.

The dangling nose is full, and the corners of the mouth bring up a confident smile.

The long body, the proportion of the body is perfect, under the cover of the robe, is the explosive strength of the muscles.

He was there for a station, as if to show the four words of the textual and martial arts to the fullest.

In terms of his appearance, it is definitely a small white face, and it is very attractive, and it is full of masculinity.

Just these, let him stand anywhere, can put all the beautiful men to the head, become the destined first focus, anyone's style will become the foil of his star, and he is the most dazzling moon.

He carried his hands, his mouth stuttered, his eyes looked deeply at the state of Luo Li, the corner of his eyes had not looked at the emperor's moon, leisurely said: "This is the man who once let you lose, whether he feels that he is not so strong."

The other meaning of this is that Lore is very strong, but in front of me, he can't, he is showing himself.

The face of the emperor's beautiful moon, there is no change, not to mention the micro-expression, even the eyes are not waved, there is no strangeness, just as she is a wood carving clay.

The eyes of the son of the son flashed a sharp, but a flash, he smiled again: "I hope he does not be so hit by me dare not move forward, I still hope he can come to my feast, well, the Son modesty they may have been able to wait."

The Emperor’s month has not yet reacted.

Tianzi whistled Dantian breathed, full of majestic sound through the space distance, into the meditative Reel.

"Rolie, there is no courage to go forward, the Son Qian and others are impatient to open the feast of heaven, if you are unable to give up."

The voice was loud, but it contained the beauty of the sword, fiercely stabbed to the depths of Luo Li’s heart.

This is to take advantage of the time when Luo Li tangled the sword path, affecting him, but also to mess with his heart, can be described as the most poisonous.

This is God’s nature.

He does not have the so-called mastery of others, to be a result, as to whether the process is not fair, damage to his face and the like, he will not care, because in his eyes, those who dare to say these, are some incompetent ants.

Will the God of the clouds go to the earth's ants?

In his cry of a sword-like killing, Luo Li opened his eyes, his eyes condensed, the sword broke the void, and the sound was cut off, and he coldly said, “Feast of heaven?”I’ll see how you start!”

But he muttered in his heart, obviously the son is humble, how is the son humbled in the mouth of the son of heaven?Obviously more than one person.

This thought passed by only a flash, and his heart was still tangled in the sword path of the son of heaven and his sword.

As planned by the son of heaven, the seeds that affected the sword path were left in the heart of Lore.