Bank of The Universe

A dozen celestial bodies were suppressed under the Nether Purple Mountain. If it were not for its suppression, it had been discovered for 30,000 years.

The reason why there are more than a dozen tombs of immortals is also because the Nether Purple Mountain is not as strong as it used to be.

Now, it is ill, and from time to time, I can't control myself.

Seven days before the last draft, the dozen tombs of the fairy were exposed, and the pearl-like treasure rose to the sky, very bright and shining half of the sky.

Even if the corpse of the fairy is dead, there is still a strong momentum, which is very scary and can be noticed at a glance.

This caused countless forces nearby, and the major families, scattered repairs gathered in Shililipu, and began to look for the tomb of the fairy.

Nether Purple Mountain is unable to control the outside things, so let them look outside, as long as it is not in the wind, these people can not find the fairy tomb.

But now Li Xiandao asked it to open the tomb of the fairy, that would reveal the location.

Nether Purple Mountain lifted the tomb of the fairy in accordance with the instructions of Li Xiandao, and then quickly escaped.

"Master, all my strength is now used to suppress my injuries and I can't support you, come on." Youshan Zishan explained.

"You have a good wound." Li Xiandao said indifferently, and did not expect the Nether Purple Mountain to be able to help.

Rumble!

On a large mountain not far from the Nether Purple Mountain, twelve large tombs were raised. These tombs are very powerful fairy cemeteries. At that time, the Nether Purple Mountain killed them, but still placed a tomb for everyone.

The twelve tombs were under the Nether Purple Mountain before. Now, in order to clear the relationship and prevent themselves from being affected, the Nether Purple Mountain sent them to the next mountain.

Bang Bang Bang Bang!

Twelve large tombs appeared, and the pillars of light suddenly soared into the sky. They were extremely strong and very huge, which attracted people's attention for a thousand miles.

Many people were shocked and excited: "It is the fairy tomb."

"One, two, three... a total of twelve beams of light, as before, twelve tombs." Someone counted carefully and was very happy.

"The twelve tombs are unbelievable. The burials are all fairies, but these belong to me now." The white-haired old men shivered excitedly, and the appearance of the old dragon became instantly young and active. One's last strength is to make a fatal blow.

The next second, under these beams of light, there are endless treasures of pearlescent light, tidal diffusion of aura, the sharp edges of each magic weapon, all of them are weapons and fairy level of fairy.

This time, it really stimulated everyone. Without hesitation, everyone rushed to the area where Li Xiandao was located.

treasure!

Fairy treasure!

A brilliant light traversed the sky, which came from a variety of powerful masters.

At the top of a mountain, the twelve tombs formed a circle in which stood a man standing with a negative hand.

These twelve tombs are exactly the same, with no tombstones, but they look more impressive than the royal tombs.

The man standing in the center has a straight back like a flying dragon. Although there is only one person, everyone who comes here can feel this powerful aura.

boom!

In the eyes of everyone, behind Li Xiandao appeared thousands of troops and thousands of horses, all roaring together, very fierce and oppressed.

At this moment, the person who hurried hurriedly was shocked. This person had already got the treasure from the twelve fairy tombs?

"Hand over the baby." An old man with bloody eyes stimulated by the fairy treasure rushed out instantly, his hands dancing, wearing flowers and butterflies, a man's palm, but a woman more than a woman, and she performed feminine exercises.

Butterfly flower print!

This butterfly spreads its wings like a large seal with flowers flying, it is very powerful.

Rumble!

Above the void, the clouds rolled over and the white mist swirled around, covered by a large seal, overwhelming.

Li Xiandao just raised his head and glanced. This old man is very powerful and has a long lifespan. It seems that Shou Yuan is not much. I want to take this opportunity to make a blog.

Eight times fate, the same level as Li Xiandao.

However, in Li Xiandao's eyes, he was weak and pitiful.

When the eyes opened and closed, a sword flew out, and Li Xiandao still stood as a negative hand. This old man didn't even have the desire to let him shoot.

Clang!

This sword spirit of Li Xiandao exploded, dragging out a hundred-meter sword awn in the void and slashing directly.

Rumble!

The butterfly flower print exploded, and the old man himself was put through this sword hole, and died on the spot without any pain.

boom!

The old man's body fell into the cliff, the surrounding white clouds rolled, the wind swept, and everything shivered, as if he was seeing him off, as if he was afraid of Li Xiandao's shot.

"Just like the butterfly flower was killed?"

"This is a master who has taken eight fates!"

"Who is this person?"

"This is too scary?"

"Has this man claimed nine lives?"

"Why is it so young to be destined for nine times? Even if he regains his youthful appearance, his temperament and life scale cannot be restored to his youthful state."

"Who is this, does anyone know?"

The people who rushed around for four weeks were frightened, and those who were not as good as butterfly flower hands looked at them in dumbfounded.

The peerless masters in their eyes before, and the eight-time desperate champions, even now did not let the opponent shot, they easily killed people.

"Who are you?" An old man in red stood up and asked seriously.

"Your Excellency looks at the face, isn't it our territory?" an old black robe asked.

"This Venerable, you are too domineering. Do you want to take all these twelve immortal tombs?" someone asked.

Many people nearby were staring at Li Xiandao, and the emperor would not intervene, just watch.

It was the nine realms of destiny that were spoken, and there was even a Venerable that everyone was familiar with, which aroused people's exclamation, because the Venerable died three thousand years ago, and now appears again, no one thought of it.

boom!

At this time, an imaginary figure of an eight-array figure appeared on the mountain, and a man came out of the phantom, a cold-faced man, staring at Li Xiandao, and he said politely: "Give up, you are alone in this fairy tomb. Nope."

As soon as the words came out, the person came and caused a burst of exclamation.

"Great Zhuge!"

"It's a peculiar genius Zhuge only me."

"He is hailed as a fairy by many people, and he is really invincible."

"Then this person is dead."

Discussions passed into Li Xiandao's ears, and he glanced at the big Zhuge, Zhuge only me, that is, the human fairy in the mouth of people.

But in front of Li Xiandao, he is not afraid of a real fairy, and you are a fairy in the world?

"From now on, on this hill, whoever steps in will die." Li Xiandao looked around and announced indifferently.