Chapter 1577

“bang!”, “bang!”, “bang!”….

In the face of a common blow made by the five dust-free final cards, the area where the center city is located seems to usher in its doomsday, and in a moment it enters the destruction of the end of the death’s.

The sky is falling, the ground is cracking, the mountain range is crushing, the river is steaming…. The ruthless extinction in the last days is present in the eyes of everyone, showing vividly and thoroughly.

There were some tyrannical existences in the ancient battlefield. I wanted to kill all the people like Xiao Fan, Jian Wu, etc. But at the moment, the terrifying blow to the sword is dusty, and it is also instantly solidified and lived. Far back, no longer dare to step forward.

Suddenly, the screams of the boys and girls who were screaming for the swords and dusts outside the ancient battlefields also stopped, because they were completely shocked by the formidable power that was revealed by the sword. When I trembled, I was chilled and shuddered. I couldn’t say anything anymore. The scorpion was full of awe and strong worship of the sword.

At this moment, everyone stopped breathing in the mouth, the heart stopped beating, and the eyes were all focused on the scene, and they didn’t dare to look at the gods and unparalleled, like a sword like a demon.

As for Xiao Fan, it was temporarily ignored. In the eyes of countless people, there is only one body with a sword.

But it is also at this time!

Xiao Fan, move!

I saw that Xiao Fan still stood still in the same place, and the dark voice was still cruel. The whole person faced the sword without dust, which could shake the whole world, like watching a day. Big jokes and fireworks with their own watches, with unremarkable sarcasm and contempt.

Next second!

Xiao Fan lifted the right hand without hesitation, slowly extending the index finger of the right hand, and did not bring any breath fluctuations around the whole body, like a very simple point, gently toward the sword. Dust, the five final cards made up of a shocking hit!

Impossible things, with Xiao Fan right hand pointing out, suddenly born!

The moment of the five final cards of the sword, the moment of the stop, stopped in front of Xiao Fan’s finger, and the sky and the earth caused by it’s rupture, the world’s destruction was suddenly wiped out by an invisible big hand. Disappeared without a trace, but also a calm and tranquility in the world!

As for the sword, there is no dust, the whole person is like a world in the general, the motionless stiffness in the air not far from Xiao Fan, unconscious!

In the next second, Xiao Fan’s right hand index finger pushed forward a little!

Suddenly!

The sword-free Wang Jianfa first smashed in the air, and the golden sword was like a spiritual one. After a screaming, stern, desperate sword, the air was dissipated. In order to turn into countless golden spots, it gradually disappeared into the air and was no longer visible.

Then, Xiao Fan’s right hand index finger continues to push forward one point!

The sword-free dusty sword, the ninth-style ninth-style sword, and the sorcerer’s sword, also sent out the same as the golden sword, and the same inch cracked, a little bit broken, all of a little disappeared into the air. Can’t be seen.

Still not finished, Xiao Fan’s right hand index finger gently pushed forward a point for the third time!

This time, it is the purple skull thunder sword!

The dark purple thunder sword is mad and trembled, and the dark purple rays of light on it are seemingly struggling, but as the Xiao Fan right hand stops, the dark purple rays above it The light was completely dimmed, and no rays of light illuminate.

After a whining sound, the purple thunder sword crashed down from the dust-free side of the sword and turned into a dark purple flow. It was directly inserted into the ground, leaving only the handle of the dark purple. There is still a slight tremor outside the ground!

Still not the end, Xiao Fan’s right hand index finger gently pushed forward one point for the fourth time.

Between the time, Heavenly Sparrow’s Longevity Stone, suspended above the top of the sword, began to turn from a dazzling blood red color to a bleak white color, with endless energy from Heavenly Sparrow’s Longevity Stone. In general, it quickly dissipated, filled the air, and left the sword forever.

Xiao Fan within the body’s Ultimate Demon Knife quickly shot, like a whale, in a Xiao Fan within the body turned into a big mouth, swallowed away from all the energy of the escape from Heavenly Sparrow’s Longevity Stone.

But it was a blink of an eye, all the energy of the essence was swallowed up by the Ultimate Demon Knife, and there was no such thing as a sneak peek.

the last time!

Xiao Fan’s right hand is the fifth and the last forward of the index finger!

Suddenly, under the last finger of Xiao Fan, a drop of Dragon Race True Blood, which has been smashed by the sword, is a direct blow through the dust-free body, rushing from the dust-free body. Out.

Then, under Xiao Fan’s finger, this drop of Dragon Race True Blood bursts on the spot, completely shattered, and finally turns into a tiny dragon Race True Blood, which is spattered, making the area around all seem like the next A Dragon Race True Blood rainstorm, the scene is almost dreamy.

It’s still that Ultimate Demon Knife is cheaper and quicker to collect, and will be quickly collected by Xiao Fan’s finger-breaking Dragon Race True Blood.

After doing all this, Xiao Fan’s action finally stopped, then slowly put away the right hand, and then hang down again, the dark scorpion once again looked towards the sword without dust, filled with still ridicule and sneer.

All around, dead, incomparable death, death until time is still, everything solidifies, the whole world seems to stop moving forward, permanently staying at this point.

Everyone inside and outside the ancient battlefield has already lost completely. Not only has it lost all of its speech ability, but it has also lost all its thinking ability. It seems that there is only one body with empty bodies standing there, not moving. .

As for the sword without dust, it is the same so-called coagulation there, and there is no difference between other people, all the same dead, the same panic, the same trepidation, the same fear to a few want to suffocate and die!

And, at this moment, the sword is clean and finally understands and understands the whole and true meaning of Xiao Fan’s previous words. What is true despair?

All this is the real despair!

Thoroughly, there is no longer any hope for permanent despair!