Divine Brilliance

The dust gradually disappeared, and with the rest of the secret martial arts masters, they finally saw clearly the two figures in that.

Dou Lingzhen frowned a step earlier. As Wu Zongqiang, he was as sharp as an eagle.When the true power of the spirit converged in the eyes, the land within a few miles can be clear and clear, and the gray sand could not stop his eyesight.

First, a little puzzled, the next moment when the eyes swept over Zong Shou's face, and the pair of cat ears on Chuxue's head, the expression was again stunned: "Are you the Tian Tianshan son?"

It's a bit familiar with that side, and I saw it in the portrait sent by the man of Yunchuang Mountain not long ago.

Even a few dozen years ago, he had calculated that he wanted to seize the belongings that this person carried with him.

But he didn't want to go to the front just after a moment.

I can't help but feel happy. Isn't this the best place to kill in this mine?

Then he became suspicious.The young man in front of him clearly had no inner breath or soul power. As it is said in the rumors, it was a double-pulse parallel, a waste that could not be practiced.

But it was only the spirit sword that cut off the decisive arm, but at least they were all spiritual masters who could take off the imperial weapon.The three stone puppets are comparable to those of the Nine Veins Secret Martial Artist.

He just subconsciously thought that the girl next to the tiger cat family was in control.But looking closely at this moment, I realized that the girl was only the secret warrior of the peak of the nine veins.The soul power dissipated is even more ordinary, and it should not reach the spirit state.

Who is controlling the spirit sword and the three stone puppets?Suddenly, the doubt in his head came to his mind.

Ming Jue was also startled. He looked closely at Zongshou's face, and his eyes burned like flames.And when he glanced at Chu Xue, his eyes were also bright.Touching the wound on the broken arm in his left hand, his face was clearly twisted again, and he grinned: "You care who he is! That man, give me a life and catch, I want him to light up the sky lantern, burn ten days and die, In order to relieve the hatred of my broken arm. I want the woman too. My demon banner, just happens to lack a blood slave! "

Dou Ling awakened at the news and laughed dumbly.Despite the spirit sword and the three stone puppets, who controls it, and what weirdness is in it, just grab and grab, why bother?

His eyes were striking, only one gesture at random.The twenty strong bows behind him immediately made a "Peng Peng" sound.Twenty fingers thick and thick arrows, go through the sky.The bow opened in a chain, just ten breaths, just a few strong arrows pierced through.

And followed by those two innate martial artists.Wearing heavy armor, the action seems to be a spirit cat running in the mountains, with gentle and quick movements.While guarding against the black wave sword flying in the air, he approached quickly.

The arrow hit only the three stone puppets, and immediately the rocks were flying.One after another, a series of sounds of "ding ding dang dang" were made, and the great force carried by the arrows only made the puppet's huge body keep going backwards.

In the eyes of Chuxue, anxious colors could not be revealed.Zong Shou, who was just beside him, was still in a daze, with no response.

Seeing that there were more than a dozen sharp arrows struck, and the three stone puppets were already covered with holes, and it was difficult to cover them all.Only the slate is extremely solid, but it can only fly a small arrow.At first, Xue Xue was in a hurry, and the subconscious was to stand in front of Zong Shou.

But just after her figure moved, she was suddenly grabbed by a powerful hand.Turning his head, he saw Zong Shou smiled at the corner of his lips, looking at the front.The hesitation in his eyes has long faded, leaving only a trace of helplessness and resoluteness.

Chu Xue was stunned when his mind was relaxed.At this moment, Zong Shou gave her a different feeling.She used to laugh and scold at her, and she felt very kind.At this moment, Zong Shou still smiled faintly, but in her eyes, it seemed that he was not a stranger.

Suddenly, there was a chill, and the temperature around me suddenly felt cold.The wind in the pothole was cold, but it didn't do like this at the moment, making people chill into the bone marrow.Qi and blood seem to freeze.

The next moment, I only heard Zong Shou's faint voice.

"Cher, close your eyes!"

Chu Xue looked stunned. At this time, he could die in an instant. How can he close his eyes?She has no ability to fight blindly.

His eyes hesitated for a moment, and Chuxue closed his eyelids.The voice of Fang Caizongshou was extraordinarily solemn and serious.Anyway, she listened to her young master's instructions, whether it was life or death.

As soon as the eyes were dark, there was a sound of 'Zheng' next to the ear.Chuxue tried to recognize it with his thoughts, and it was the sound of the Thunderfang Sword.This unsuccessful spirit soldier, at the moment under the package of Xiao Jin, actually boiled up and hung in midair.

Then Zong Shou's voice sounded again.

"Remember, there is no command from the young master. Never open your eyes—"

Chuxue's expression was stunned again, what the hell was it, why couldn't he see it?The bottom of my heart is awkward, and I have a bad idea. If I am a young master, I know that there is no victory, and I plan to work hard with these people.Do n’t let yourself see, to protect yourself—

For a time, Chu Xuefang was confused.The eyelids moved slightly, struggling.

Zong Shou at this moment, there was nothing else in his mind.

He really didn't want to use this seal sword.It's just the situation today, but it doesn't work.

With a sigh, the power of the cold around the body, only a few moments, will be more concentrated steps.

Moss on both sides of the underground stream nearby is also withering away.

Countless dead breath, entangled in his right hand.

"Huang Quan's backwaters, the blue sky and cold waves--"

Zong Shou gave a soft groan, his hand protruding forward, while holding the Thunderfang Sword.The right hand was turned into gray and white, as if it were a dead person.The whole person is not half angry.Three thousand hairs on the head, even in this time, from top to bottom, all turned pale.

And when it was full of anger, it was a cry of "Zheng".On the Thunder Fang Sword, a trace of thunder light flashed, and the world's enthusiasm was also revealed through the sword's tip.

It blends in with the gray gas, and there is no half-harmony with each other, and there is no repulsion.

The so-called water of Huangquan and the blue sky are gathered by the air of death.The power of death is already mixed with the laws of heaven.Anything can lead to death.Regardless of the five elements of golden wood, water, fire, and earth, or the light, dark, yin, yang, and thunder.Either way, it contains the power of death--

So instead of being dissonant, it resonates with each other and blends together like a milk!

And Zong Shou's soft voice still continued.Jianguang waved, bringing up a gray shadow.The converging cold power and the gray death air seemed to have turned into a Styx, flowing turbulently in this underground space.

"——Gathering of the Yin River, the gate of the Nine Nethers. This sword will pass through the sky and sue Ru's death!"

With this voice, Zong Shou whole person seemed to disappear into this world.With this Tao Tao Styx, blend into one.

At the moment, Zongshou was the first to feel the change. In addition to Chu Xue who was hesitating whether to open his eyes, he was the two innate warriors who had been murderous and sacred.The pupil shrank, revealing a terrified look.

Only at this time, the gray sword shadow suddenly changed from extremely quiet to extremely moving.Zilei flashed, the sword seemed to have no entity, and it came out of the ghost, and the ghost was extremely enchanted.

Even the heavy armor on these two innate warriors had no effect.Can't even sense it, the nail pieces between the necks were pierced like yuba, and then the neck felt a chill of war.

For a time, it was terrified, and when the reaction came, the shadowy figure, who had been surrounded by gray, had already passed through the gap between them, and he was nostalgic.

After a while, I realized that I was still not dead, and there was no blood leaking from the neck wound.

But when the two of them were happy, and when they were glad to look at each other, they were both startled and stared at each other.

I saw that the opposite figure was drying up at an alarming rate.Not only can't he lift the slightest energy, the skin also ages instantly, and even spoils quickly.

The whole process is frightening and desperate!

Only one thought left in my heart, what sword this time?So scary, so domineering?

Zong Shou's figure is still rushing.With the help of Waidan, a leap is more than ten feet.The sword shadow flickered and it was so easy to pick up all the arrows that were shot.

The distance of one hundred feet is only instantaneous.Dou Lingzhen also had a white complexion. Looking at the gray sword, his eyes were a bit frightened, and the situation was strange.The pale white shadow in front of him seemed to be in extreme danger.

It is rumored to be a wasteless man of the Tianshan Mountains, how could it be martial?And it is both spiritual and martial arts, and they all have innate cultivation practices?

What is the origin of this skill, this swordsmanship?So weird?

It was too late to think about it, and then at the first moment, he played a few Dao symbols.In the air, it turned into a fire dragon, rushing forward and biting.The claw chain between the sleeves also exploded and grabbed to Zongshou.

But I saw that the gray sword light flashed, and the sky-long fire dragon had 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 sword, as if everything is like rotten wood, it can be cut off easily!

Dou Ling was really pulling out his sword, and he was extremely aggressive with a sharp cut, and his sharp sword was directly on the side of the stone wall, making a few deep marks.Seeing this at the moment, he took a cold breath.In memory, there is only one person who can use such swordsmanship.

"Ming Jian! Are you Yun Qingshan's" Ming Sword "Lu Qing?"

Dou Ling really felt wrong when speaking out.Lu Qing is rumored to be a burly man, nearly forty years old.But the young man in front of him, clearly less than fifteen, does not seem to be easy-going.

There is also this sword, although it has been congenitally cultivated, it barely uses the sword.However, what he felt at the moment was a kind of death meaning straight into the heart.

It seems that this sword momentum, no matter how changeable or resistable, can't change the final result.

This sword is several times stronger than the 'Ning Sword' Lu Qing!(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)