This group of silver armored men landed one after another with light work.
They stared at Jian Jinghong's group indifferently with stern eyes.
They just glanced indifferently, they didn't care, and then with a cold face, suppressing anger, glanced at a pile of scum-cold corpses on the ground.
"Broken Star Territory, how many spies have come?"
The ruthless young man, whose strength is the latter stage of the Spirit Seal Realm, holding a silver chain in his hand, sneered and said: "Huh, Split Mountain Court, challenging our patience!"
"Are they spies too?" Someone asked, looking at the sword to shock everyone.
The cold young man said indifferently: "It looks like he is here to flee. There are all kinds of dragons, snakes and miscellaneous dogs."
Immediately, I saw one of the middle-aged men, staring coldly at the people, and shouting: "The idlers, wait, leave quickly, break the star field, and leave no outsiders!"
boom-
This voice, with extremely powerful lethality, almost pierced everyone's eardrums!
Du Yuen Long and the others hurriedly covered their ears, grinning, the pain was unbearable, and their hearts were beating fiercely.
Only the sword was shocked, his expression unchanged, and calm.
"laugh!"
She drew her sword in an instant, with a sword glow, bursting into the sky and shooting hundreds of feet!
"I came here with my family members and explored everywhere, and found that the terrain here is steep and murderous everywhere, easy to defend and difficult to attack. Therefore, I want to stay in the treasure land for a few years and return it when it is due.
Hope you guys don’t stop! "
"Wow! Good guts! Good swordsmanship! Are you looking for death?" The cold young man, with sharp sharp edges, held an iron chain and wrapped it around his arm, his two fists smashed together, colliding with sparks on his debut!
Immediately, this group of people rushed up without fear, all the chains were thrown out, stirring the hurricane in the air, like a spur in the sky, crashing!
The auras of the people are joined together to form a weird formation. The level of this formation is surprisingly a sixth-order human formation!
However, not long after they stepped forward, Jian Jinghong's mouth curled and his eyes were calm. The next moment, this world, a huge formation, instantly covered everyone, like a mountain, like thunder, like a wind. , Like rain!
The silver armored men suddenly showed horrified expressions, retracting the chains, wanting to struggle...
It is a dense forest at a distance of a hundred miles away from the Immaculate Sword Hall.
In the forest, the wind blows the grass, the birds call and the insects sing, and everything is silent.
Under a fallen leaf, a tiny light was dotted with green leaves.
This small spot of light is what the Great Zhou Tian Pago looks like after shrinking.
In the tower, in the void, Yue Wushuang's drowsy body floated.
Luo Xingchen stepped up into the air, like a bird, holding Yue Wushuang's waist easily.
Affectionately, he looked at Yue Wushuang's wrinkled face in deep sleep, but his long black hair was pale.
She is getting old and getting worse.
"Shuang'er..." Luo Xingchen hugged Yue Wushuang, feeling extremely distressed.
He frowned and said: "Come on, when I find a way to get in touch with the friend that my foster father pointed out to me, I will find the magical creature that rescues you as quickly as possible, whether it's the Dark Demon Flower or the God of God. Lotus, even if it is the ethereal star cliff stone, I will go to the sky and get it back for you!
If you are willing, I am always ready to marry you as my wife! Wait for me..."
After that, Luo Xingchen left this first layer of space and stepped directly into the second, third... seventh floor!
In the seventh layer of space, there are more spars, floating in the void, shining like stars.
The spiritual energy here can be equivalent to thirty times that of Blue Wind Continent!
However, Luo Xingchen was not in a hurry to break through to his own cultivation.
He only knew that without mastering a real martial art, no matter how strong the realm was, it was just vain and weak, and it could be broken with a single blow!
What he wants is to fight steadily and steadily, not to advance quickly, to gradually get better, and to slowly reach the peak!
The purpose of his coming here is to conscientiously comprehend the mad sword art of the Great Sword Emperor in this space.
Even though he possesses the Great Zhou Tian Divine Body and cannot practice the Crazy Sword Battle Body, it does not mean that he cannot cultivate the Dao of the Sword.
In his heart, he had his own plan. He would use the most dazzling way to let all the strong in the Wuque Dao Temple be able to see. In this way, he has a reason to bring his family and settle in.
In this world of the weak and the strong, if you can't stand tall, let's show a little talent first. Only in this way, will someone look at him with straight eyes!
He slowly released the knife spectrum of Crazy Sabre Jue from Shenhai.
This is a scroll, a complete scroll!
Even the blood killing technique is just a fragment, the subsequent chapters, he still needs to try his best to find it.
Only this crazy sword art is complete, enough to support him to step into the holy path.
"Since I can repair swords, why can't I repair swords?"
Luo Xingchen stared at the scroll, slowly unfolding, and suddenly lined with ancient inscriptions, brilliance shining, stinging his nerves.
He immediately released the seventh largest Zhoutian divine body, surrounded by golden light, and his pupils turned golden.
At the beginning, there is a preface, which reads-
My lifelong temperament is arrogant and unafraid of all enemies. I like to count one enemy and defeat him by a thousand troops!
My intention is not to be afraid of coming, let him be a hundred opponents, a thousand opponents, one cut, two cuts, three cuts to kill all the thieves in the world, proud of all the heroes, who can be the enemy
These words shocked Luo Xingchen's heart. With a kind of worship in his heart, he had to admire the overbearing of the Great Sword Emperor Baili Tianya!
He continued to scan the next line, Mad Sabre Art, divided into eighteen layers, one step by step, and one step by step beyond!
This is a sacred tactic, with his current comprehension, he can only start from the beginning and proceed gradually.
However, he only has seven days, and his time is very short!
Sweeping through the first layer of mind, line by line of ancient inscriptions, imprinted in his mind, can not be erased!
He closed his eyes, spread his arms, and began to silently comprehend in the seventh layer of the Great Zhou Tian Tower.
"call out-"
Lan Yuan, a petite body, has been staying in the Great Zhoutian Pagoda. At this moment, it leaped up alive, looking at Luo Xingchen with its big bright eyes.
"Hey... Big brother is enlightening the way again? I still don't bother, I want to become stronger with Big Brother, shake the world, and help him accomplish his big ambitions!"
Lan Yuan's mouth clicked and whispered, and then, it raised its head earnestly, lying quietly on the ground, looking at the crystal stones, concentrated on it, relaxed, and stepped into a magical realm.
Spots of light, invisible to the naked eye, all rushed into Xiao Lan Yuan's body quickly. It was enjoying this comfortable feeling, and its aura was slowly climbing.
On the second day, Luo Xingchen comprehended one day and one night. He opened his eyes and took out a knife from the space ring. The cold light circulated, a psychic treasure.
Holding the knife, he started to walk in this space and waved it.
"laugh!"
Just cut it off with a single knife, and there was a horrible sword light that was more than ten feet long. This sword light was different from his sword intent phantom.
The phantom of the sword intent, went straight, but this knife drew a brilliant arc, and its power instantly smashed the large void of spar in the tower!
"call-"
Lan Yuan was in a corner a hundred meters away, his mouth puffed up, and he looked at Luo Xingchen's fierce figure dullly, a little stupid.
Luo Xingchen shifted his pace, and the abyss level pace, displayed with his current strength, was really outrageously fast.
"Swish!" Luo Xingchen instantly appeared in another direction, once again from top to bottom, slashing out!
"Crack!"
In a blink of an eye, the void was swaying again, the air current trembling, and hundreds of spars shattered, but these shattered spars, at a faster speed, turned into particles, and rushed into Lan Yuan’s body quickly, leaving it alone. digestion.
Then, in this vast seventh layer of space, Luo Xingchen moved around hundreds of times, slashing with one step, slashing with the violent wind, the airflow rotating, tearing everything apart!
Hundreds, or even tens of thousands of crystal stones, shattered into pieces, Lan Yuan tried his best to absorb the melted particles, its aura continued to skyrocket, and its realm quickly climbed toward the sixth-level peak.
"Kakkakakaka..."
The spar continued to shatter, and only a few hundred feet of space was seen. It was still shining before, but now it is empty. Obviously, Luo Xingchen's sword technique has been condensed into a sword force, and the effect is extremely terrifying!
Luo Xingchen rehearsed for a long time, finally stopped, rested for a while, and then started to flip through the next layer without stopping...
There is no shortage of swords in the palace, at this moment, a scene of massacre is taking place!
Young Emperor Qiong held the knife blankly, raised his toes, stood still, motionless.
He suppressed the cultivation base in the early stage of the Spirit Seal Realm, and a large group of sword repairs all rushed up desperately and besieged him!
However, he just stood still, and with a thought, he summoned a long knife phantom, with no trace of the long knife, slashing in all directions.
In his cold eyes, only one sentence was written: I want to join the Palace of Wuque Swordsman, but I can't even catch a knife. You are really useless!
"what!"
A middle-aged man, holding a six-foot big knife, just approached the imperial vault's attack range, he was condensed into the field of swordsmanship, his body was cut apart, the cruel reality, he was torn into several segments, and his limbs were severed. The stumped arm fell to the ground, and there was no whole body.
The rest of the people turned out to be even worse than him, and some were crushed into a mass of pieces of meat, more cruel than a thousand knives!
Luo Tian hugged his arms, looking from a distance, he couldn't help frowning.
Could it be that all the strong men are so cruel and ruthless, rushing to death
Shen Lei's face is calm, his whole body is entangled with heavy chains, thick arms, full muscles, and clear lines.
These chains are no longer the chains of hundreds of thousands of catties back then, and now, its gravity is at least two million catties!
Shen Lei's gaze scanned the front.
I saw a large number of people who had just rushed up to besiege the emperor vault. At this moment, they had become corpses all over the ground. The ground was covered with a thick layer of blood, which could definitely be called a sea of blood.
But Huang Qiong's body still didn't move from beginning to end.
Huang Qiong's cold eyes, indifferently scorned the group of heroes, said sharply: "Come on, is there anyone else who wants to join the Wuque Dao Palace?"
"Hiss..."
Everyone was silent and hesitated.
No matter how madly loved Dao Dao is, he is an individual, and he will be afraid after all!
The strength of Emperor Qiong is enough to make them tremble!
"Humph!"
Huang Qiong opened his mouth and smiled coldly.
"laugh!"
His realm converged several times again, the four-fold spiritual seal was taken back, and his coercion plummeted, becoming the perfect level of the spiritual map realm.
"Look at how you all look uncomfortable, I'll give you one last chance! In three hours, no one can survive ten breaths in my hands. Don't die in vain, just get out of here!"
There was a coldness in this two-thousand-meter-long bucket platform.
On the three high platforms after the fighting platform, there are a magnificent middle-aged man in Chinese clothes and two low-key and restrained old men in plain clothes.
Their strengths are all in the Spirit Abyss, their auras are deep, and they are not easy to release.
At this moment, the middle-aged man in the Chinese clothes frowned, looked sideways at the old man on the left side of the Baizhang high platform, and said in a deep voice: "Lao Nan, Qiong'er is too cruel. He doesn't know his spiritual world and these people. Is it just goodbye?"
The old man called Nan Lao buried his hands in his sleeves, squinted his eyes, and said calmly: "Qianer, you are already keeping your hands, Ting Xuan, don't forget the purpose of the Immaculate Sword Hall. No shortage, if you don’t even have this ability, then still, don’t come..."