The Sword Dynasty
Chapter 407
When the Dongling Army broke through the mountain, Huang Zhenwei was in the Tiger and Wolf Army.
He stood in front of a drinking horse well.
This was the path of the nine dead silkworms who killed Liang Lian when the granddaughter of the grandson's family released many years of accumulated power and formed a closed snowstorm.
At this time he stood in front of this well, and even imagined the picture of the day in his mind.
The man rushed out of the squirting well water and quietly appeared in front of Liang Lian. Instead, the wind and snow were used by him.
Since entering and exiting from this Yinmajing, as long as you enter this Yinmajing and enter the underground Yinhe River, you may be able to get some useful clues.
After talking with the teacher that day, Huang Zhenwei knew that he must quickly rely on himself to find some clues about the nine dead silkworms.
But when he finally determined that the man's way in and out was this well today, he hesitated slightly.
Xu Fenqin died in the Yin River underground.
Bai Shanshui is the master of the world's most proficient in water, and even Xu Fenqin is not an adversary. He cannot beat Bai Shanshui in the underground Yinhe.
Perhaps this import and export is a bait that deliberately led him or other Changling practitioners into it?
He is the head of a division, and because of the exercises he has done, it means more to Changling than Xu Fenqin, so he is not afraid of death, but he is afraid to easily take risks.
However, at this moment, he felt the shock of Tao Gu.
He felt the wave of the world's vitality that that horrible sword will inspire.
He didn't know it was Zhang Fifteen. He didn't even know that Ye Xinhe lived there, but he was sure that something unusual happened in Changling today.
Thinking of what Mo Shoucheng said to him, his face paled quickly.
Such an intensive war of masters is like a fuse, a fuse enough to ignite the entire Changling.
He took a deep breath.
Then he stopped hesitating and stepped towards the well in front.
He didn't want to pursue huge credit, he just didn't want to see the kind of bloody storm that Yuan Wu took three years before he became king.
A bloody breath with dust dragon that Shen Xuan could smell appeared in his gray eyes.
At this moment, he finally made a decision.
He returned to the shadow behind the Qianjun Gate, waiting for the army among the dust dragons to arrive.
With a loud bang, Huang Zhenwei's body sank to the bottom of the well like a rock.
When his body was caught in a dark water hug, a thin cultivator was walking in the dark water, but even in the deep water, the cultivator's body turned red, as if Turned into a piece of hot steel.
A page of secret paper fell into the hands of Mo Shoucheng on the turret.
The old man with white hair and white hairs suddenly shot bright crystals in his dim eyes. He took a deep breath, and his whole body fell directly from the corner.
At the same time, a sword chant suddenly sounded in the Tibetan scripture cave of a sword courtyard.
A sword light broke through the sky before the vast majority of the people in this sword academy had reacted. Many people looked up, but they faintly saw that the sword light seemed to be standing by a cultivator. Fairy.
There is an old mausoleum in the eastern suburbs, and I don’t know where to stay
When a black eagle landed in the wild grass, the tomb of an old tomb suddenly opened, blowing a bitter cold wind from it.
In the next moment, a black cavalry gushed out from the inside.
Both the horse under the seat and the sergeant of the black cavalry are wearing black impenetrable black armor. The black armor is covered with star-like mysterious runes, even the mask is invisible. Vents.
Such a cavalry is a true iron cavalry, but when this cavalry rushed out of the old tomb, it was silent, running without even a trace of sound.
This is not like an army of living people at all, but like an army rushed from the ghost prison.
...
The dust dragon gradually dissipated in Shen Xuan's eyes, and the eyes that had flooded his eyes began to turn into a cold blue.
This is an army of thousands of people, including dozens of rune chariots.
It's just that Shen Xuan's gaze was lightly taunted, and finally landed in the center of this army.
There is a prison car in the center of the army.
In the prison car, there were several silver sleepy dragon ropes dedicated to trapped lock practitioners that passed through the body of a person in the prison car.
The prisoners in the prison car bowed their heads, covered with terrible wounds, their blood and flesh blurred, and they could not see their true colors.
"Relax, you can't die."
A general with a green armor on his body came to Shen Xuan and looked at Shen Xuan's eyes only on the prisoner. He said this with a cold voice.
"Master Shen."
Next, he nodded his head as a gift, and said heavily: "Please take care of your adults... Adults should know how much our Tangling Army has paid to let him live here."
Shen Xuan ignored the general's words. He just nodded indifferently and motioned to send the prisoner in the prison car to the other side.
It is extremely simple to verify the right body.
Nobody can imitate the remaining sword intentions of the Yin and Yang sword masters in the former Bashan Jianchang, and the fierce sword intentions still remaining on him in the battle are enough to make people tremble.
Shen Xuan didn't look at Zhang Shiwu's face, he just checked the trapped dragon cable in the prison car according to the usual practice, and then confirmed that there was no true yuan left in Zhang Shiwu's body, he let some medical officers and prisons waiting behind him. The officer put the prison car in.
Looking at Shen Xuan's appearance, the general in the head was more gloomy.
However, at this moment, he suddenly felt something, his cyan heavy armor rattled, Huo Ran turned around.
A woman in white appeared in the low woods, Shi Shiran came.
There is only one woman wearing white clothes and white skirts in Changling, or only one is remembered.
However, this woman is taller than Ye Ce.
Even if she couldn't see her face from a distance, she gave the general a sense that her look was more arrogant than Ye Ce's cold, or rather daunting.
She walked across the sand.
Looking at this part of the famous elite army of Daqin, it seems to be nothing.
"Baishanshui!"
The big Qin general squeezed these three words out of his teeth.
It was only at this moment that a bleak sword sound had already sounded.
After all, the Dongling Army was one of the elite troops of the Great Qin Dynasty, and it was natural for him to prepare for a battle before he ordered it.
However, the heart of this great Qin general is falling.
This army has just fought a battle, and it is facing an enemy as powerful as Bai Shanshui.
Shen Xuan's breath also paused slightly.
At the moment, there was a slight ridicule on the corner of his mouth. He knew his hunch was right.
...
The bleak sword sounded.
More than ten Dao Feijian felt a strong crisis, and the shock sheath flew out.
But at this moment, a crystal drop of water fell from the clouds.
This drop of crystal water drops on one of the more than ten flying swords of ruby-like color.
The breath of this flying sword is the most stable. In the previous battle, it is obvious that the loss of the sword master is not as intense as the rest of the sword masters.
The crystal drops of water fell from a high altitude, but when they landed, these more than ten flying swords just flew overhead.
The drops of water fell between the sword lights.
It was just a raindrop-like drop, but it fell to the ground, but it turned into a terrifying thunder.
boom!
There was a loud explosion.
The sword master was torn apart in a wave of anger, and the ruby-like sword that had the most stable breath before a fraction of a breath suddenly dimmed, with a wailing howling, falling down.
This is only the initial impact of tearing.
At the moment when the sword master's body was torn apart, a huge wave of water seemed to appear out of thin air and exploded outward.
A loud howling sounded.
Dozens of sergeants were shot by huge waves, their bodies flew out, and blood sputtered in their mouths.
Bai Shanshui smiled.
A green to black sword light appeared in front of her.
She held the sword and waved it forward.
With a loud bang, the two flying swords striking her were directly cut into bends and whirl around.
The two swordsmen in the army groaned at the same time, and could no longer stand firm. They fell to the ground like white paper.
The azure sword sprinkled a lot of azure moisture.
In the formation of this army, the waves are blooming.