Fantasy: What To Do If You Are Too Rich

Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty One The Entire Immortals Are Trembling

Now, it's time to get out.

Now I have full confidence in the Son of the Sword. No matter who the opponent is, as long as he wields the sword, he can win on the smaller levels.

At this time in the outside world, the heaven and the earth trembled faintly!

Yes, it is the faint vibration of heaven and earth. The entire phantom was trembling. Earthquake, Son of Wu, Scepter, Wasteland, Emperor of France are all extraordinary. Every time a new civilization appears, the magic fairy will have a weak vibration. Maybe there is a new civilization now.

I don't know who attacked Civilization Magic Immortal! These four emperors have endless admiration. Although they have a lot of power, they also know that once they become civilized, they will be much better than they are now. The civilized environment itself has infinite power and power.

The Son of Sword also raised his head. He also heard that the birth of a civilization phantom would slightly shock the phantom, but he instinctively felt that this was not the birth of a civilization phantom.

"The time is 19 hours now, and it's only an hour's journey. Ye Chen surrendered if he didn't come out. 35 Emperor Fashan said helplessly that although he wanted to help Liu Yuan, he couldn't do it this time. Several emperors eyes are watching.

The Sword Son's eyes flashed for only an hour.

Ye Chen, came out to die. Jianmenguan belongs to me, and kendo belongs to me. You are just a loser.

At this moment, Son of Sword saw the figure of a man in blue clothes (aeae) flying out of the smoke.

Ye Chen went out.

"Ye Chen, you're finally dead. I've been waiting for you for a long time, and now I'll deal with you completely." Son of the Sword is now imposing, and it's finally time to kill Ye Chen. The 19 hour wait was not in vain.

"Ye Chen, you finally came out and died. You have completely solved it today." Jian's son took a sip of his cold drink: "Usually you can win the heaviest four days on Huanxian, but I'm not the heaviest on Huanxian Five days. I can beat the heaviest six days on the magic fairy with the heaviest five days on the magic fairy, so you can only afford to fail. The smaller the frontier challenge, the fewer ways to end it."

When Jian's son finished speaking, Taiguo Xianjian suddenly burst out.

No, not suddenly.

It should take a long time to prepare.

This sword, the son of the sword, has its own merits.

The name of this sword surpasses Yunqi and Negative Qingyun.

There is a saying in American classical literature that there is a bird named Peng, whose back is like Mount Tai, and its wings are like clouds falling from the sky. The bird at this angle is 90 million miles long and has no clouds. The weather in the south is not suitable for the south.

The sword, the son of the sword, once launched, showed unparalleled potential. It matches the sword on Mount Tarzan. The sword is 90 million miles long and hangs in the clouds. It really should be a cloudless sword in the sky. This sword has embodied the highest level of the Sword of the Son of God. This sword is more terrifying than the previous killer swords, even more terrifying than the Trinity.

This sword is a sword composed of ninety million clouds suspended in the air.

This sword is horrible. This is not a sword that can be hastily released.

The Son of the Sword has been waiting here for 19 hours, waiting to store the sword.

But now, the potential has been accumulated, and now this sword has surpassed the standard of ordinary swords.

Of course, if it is normal, the son's sword will not be able to use such a super standard sword for a long time.