Divine Brilliance

The dust gradually dissipated, and the rest of the Secret Martial Master, and finally saw the two silhouettes in the inside.

Dou Lingzhen frowned at the early step. He was a strong Martial Ancestor and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle. When the real power of the eye gathers, the land of the severe li can be seen in the hole, and the gray sand in the area can’t stop his eyesight.

First of all, there was a little doubt. The next moment when the eyes swept over Zong Shou’s face and the pair of cat ears on Chu Xue’s head, the look was a bit of a mistake: “You are the dry Tianshan son?”

It was a little familiar to the other side, and I saw it on the portraits sent by the people of Yunxiao Mountain not long ago.

Even before a few ten breaths, he figured out that he would seize the belongings that this person carried with him.

But I don’t want to just take a moment, this person has already arrived.

The heart is not happy, this mine is not the best place to kill?

Then he was puzzled. In front of this boy, it is clear that the inner strength of the soul is completely absent, and as it is said in the rumor, it is a parallel of two veins, a waste that cannot be cultivation.

It’s only a sword that can be used to make a clear decision, but at least it’s a Spirit Master that can be emptied. Three stone sarcophagi, the momentum is comparable to the nine-segment Secret Martial Master, but also need to be above the dilemma to be able to motivate.

He only subconsciously thought that the girl next to this tiger cat was in control. At this moment, I can see that this girl is only the Secret Martial Master of the nine veins. The soul power that escapes is more common, and should not be raised in the Spirit Realm world.

Then, this sword and three stone sarcophagi, who is in control? The question of immediate moments came to the fore.

Ming is also startled, carefully looked at Zong Shou’s face, the eyes are burning like flames. When he looked at the line and passed over Chu Xue, his eyes brightened. Touching the wound at the broken arm of the left hand, the face could not be distorted again, and he smiled and said: “Who is who he is! The man, give me a slap in the air, I want him to go to the sky lantern, burn ten tens of ten and die, To solve my hatred of the broken arm. I have to go to the woman. My magic spirit flag, just missing a blood slave!”

Dou Lingzhen is hearing this and suddenly wakes up and laughs. With this sword and three stone sarcophagi, who is in control, what is weird inside, just hit it, why bother?

The eyes are flashing, only one gesture at random. The twenty strong bows behind him immediately sounded a ‘puffy’ sound. A full twenty-headed giant arrow, wearing the air. The bow opens and the chain, only the ten breaths, is the number of powerful arrows that are worn out.

And follow closely from behind, are the two Innate Martial Master. Wearing heavy iron armor, the action is like a bonnet in the mountains, and the movement is gentle and quick. While guarding the black wave sword flying in the air, it quickly approached.

The arrows only hit the three stone sarcophagi, and the stones were flying at once. After a series of sounds, the sound of a series of ‘ding ding dang dang’, the powerful force of the arrow, and the huge body of the cockroach, continue to retreat.

Chu Xue’s eyes, can not help but reveal the color of anxiety. Zong Shou, who is on the sidelines, is still in a daze and has no reaction.

Seeing that there were more than a dozen sharp arrows, and the three stone sarcophagis were already in the hole, and it was difficult to cover them all. Only the slate is very solid, but it can only fly a small half of the arrow. Chu Xue was in a hurry, and the subconscious was in front of Zong Shou.

However, her silhouette just moved, and she was caught by a powerful hand. When I turned my head, I saw Zong Shou, who was smiling and looking forward. The hesitation of the eyes has long since faded away, leaving only a hint of helplessness and cold and severe decision.

Chu Xue is a loose heart and awkward. Zong Shou at the moment gave her a different feeling. In the past, she would feel very cordial when she was screaming and laughing. At this moment, Zong Shou is still a little smile, looking in her eyes, but it seems that it is not a stranger, it seems no feelings, extra indifferent.

Suddenly and fiercely, a chill, only the surrounding temperature, suddenly cold. The wind in this pothole is very cold, but it is not like this at the moment, making people cold into the bone marrow. The blood is like freezing.

The next moment, I only listened to Zong Shou’s faint voice.

“Snow, close your eyes!”

Chu Xue looks startled, this time, you may die in an instant, how can you close your eyes? She has no blind war with people.

His eyes hesitated for a moment, and Chu Xue closed his eyes. The voice of Zong Shou, especially dignified, is also extraordinarily serious. Anyway, she listened to her command from Young Master, whether it was life or death.

The front of the eyes is dark, and the sound of the ‘铮’ is next to the ear. Chu Xue tried to identify with his mind, and it was the sound of the thunder sword. This unfinished spirit soldier, now under the package of Little Jin, actually boiled up and hung in the air.

Then Zong Shou’s voice rang again.

“Remember, there is no Young Master, my instructions. Absolutely don’t blink -“

Chu Xue looks awkward again, what is it, why can’t I see it? The heart is sinking, and the idea of ​​raising the stock is not good. If it is Young Master, it is self-aware that there is no victory, and I plan to work hard with these people. Don’t let yourself see, it’s to protect yourself – for a time, Chu Xue is in the heart of the heart. Eyelids fretting, struggling.

Zong Shou At the moment, there is nothing in the mind.

This seal sword, he really does not want to use. It’s just a matter of the future, but it’s not necessary.

A sigh, the strength of the chilly body around the body, only in a flash, it is a few more steps.

The moss on both sides of the underground stream nearby is also dying.

Countless deadly sighs, entangled in his right hand.

“Huang Quan’s stagnant water, blue falling cold -“

Zong Shou gave a scorn and leaned forward, holding the thunder sword. The right hand was turned into a gray color, as if it were a dead person. The whole person is not half angry. Three thousand hairs on the head, more in this time, from top to bottom, all turned into pale colors.

When True Qi rushed, it was a whisper of ‘铮’. On the thunder sword, a trace of lightning flashing, the fire and the entanglement of the world, also from the tip of the sword.

Blending with the gray gas, there is no dissonance and no rejection.

The so-called water of the Yellow Spring, the blue sky, is the gathering of Qi. And Force of Death, this is mixed with the laws of the heavens. Anything can lead to death. Whether it’s Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth Five Elements, or the light and dark yin and yang wind and thunder. No matter which one, there is Force of Death – so there is no dissonance, but they resonate with each other and blend in with each other!

The scorn of Zong Shou continues. The sword light waved and brought a gray shadow. The chilling power that comes together, and the gray and dead air, seems to have turned into a river of sorrow, flowing in this underground space.

“- The gathering of the Yin River, the door of the nine secluded. This sword is meditation, telling the death!”

With this voice, Zong Shou as a whole person seems to have disappeared into this World. Blending with this Taotao River.

At the moment, I felt the change of Zong Shou first. In addition to Chu Xue, who is hesitating whether to blink or not, it is the two Innate Martial Masters who are killing intent and faceless. Pupils shrank, revealing the color of horror.

Only at this time, the gray sword shadow suddenly changed from very static to extreme. Purple Thunder flashes, this sword is like no body, from the inside of the Nether, the ghost is extremely, it is in front of you.

Even the heavy armor worn by the two Innate Martial Masters has no effect. I can’t even sense that the pieces of the neck are pierced like yuba, and then the neck feels a chill.

For a time, I was horrified, and when I was able to react, the silhouette of the gray-eyed dying body had already passed through the gap between them and had no attachment.

After a full moment, I was shocked that I had not died yet. There was no blood in the wound at the neck.

Just as the two people are happy, some lucky at the time of each other in dismay, but they are each shocked, looking at each other.

I saw the opposite side of the silhouette, being at the astonishing speed, ‘wilted’ dry up. Not only can you not feel the slightest strength, but the skin is also aging, even quickly [***].

The whole process is terrifying and desperate!

There is only a single thought head in my heart. What sword is this time? So horrible, so overbearing?

The silhouette of Zong Shou is still in a hurry. With the help of the power of the outer Dan, one jump is ten zhang or so. The sword shadow flashes, and when it’s easy, you will pick up the arrow that you shot.

Hundred zhang distance, just a moment. Dou Lingzhen is also looking white, looking at the gray sword, his eyes are a bit scared, feeling the situation is weird. This pale silhouette in front of me seems to be dangerous to the extreme.

The rumor is the dry Tianshan Shizi, how could it be martial? And it is Lingwu Dual Cultivation, all of which have an innate cultivation base?

This movement technique, what is the origin of this sword technique? So surprised?

It’s too late to think about it, and when it’s the first time, it’s going to be a few words. In midair, it turns into a Fire Dragon, and it rushes forward. The claw chain between the sleeves also burst out and wraps around Zong Shou.

But I saw that the gray sword light flashed, and the Fire Dragon in the sky disappeared without a trace. Then the second sword is swung out, and the dozens of claw chains are all exercised.

In front of the gray-white sword, it seems that anything, like a dead wood, can be easily cut off!

Dou Lingzhen is the sword of the sword, the domineering sword, sharp knife, directly in the side of the stone wall, open the casual feet deep marks. At this moment, I saw a cold breath. There is only one person in memory that can make such a sword.

“Sword! You are Yunxiaoshan ‘Sword’ Lu Qing?”

When the voice is exported, Dou Ling really feels wrong. The rumored Lu Qing is a burly big man, nearly 40. But this young boy is clearly less than fifteen, not as easy as it is.

There is also this sword, although it is the cultivation base that has been congenital, and barely makes the sword. However, what he feels at the moment is a kind of death that goes straight into the heart.

As if this sword, no matter how it changes, no matter how it resists, it will not change the final result.

This sword is several times stronger than the ‘Sword’ Lu Qing!

(To be continued)