The Sword Dynasty

"We are going to die."

When the amber crystal column made countless subtle sounds, when he felt the vibration and the acceleration of countless small things inside, Li Xixing's pupils became dim, he stopped and got closer to Hu Jingjing After a little, then said seriously: "Thank you."

Thanks is because of company, because he is not allowed to go alone.

Although he was still unable to perceive exactly what was in the amber crystal column, he was already sure that it was the cause of the death of those practitioners on the mountain road.

Those little things are creatures, but they have enough speed and strength to penetrate the heads of those practitioners.

The most critical thing is too small.

Just like flying swords, the thinner the urine, the harder to perceive and stop.

Hu Jingjing also sensed the countless subtle movements in that crystal column. She understood what he meant, and also knew that in the face of such things, any resistance would be in vain.

So she also looked at Li Xixing seriously and said, "Although I really don't want to die... But since that's the case, let's die together."

Li Xixing nodded, he knew it was too late to do anything, so he just stretched out his hand, took Hu Jingjing's hand, and then prepared to greet the death.

The small things in the amber crystal column flew out at this time.

Suddenly there were many cyan lines in the air. Because they were too small and fast, the cyan lines formed by the afterimages left by these small objects were like twisted together, forming a mysterious clew in the air. .

However, at this moment, Li Xixing's face was completely occupied by consternation.

Hu Jingjing looked at the small shadows and his eyes gradually widened.

The cyan lines became thicker and thicker, and the shadows became thicker and thicker, so that the two began to see these small things as an unusually strange and strange beetle.

The body of these beetles seems to be divided into two parts. The head of the first half is a straight pinpoint shape, and the second half is a soft belly with very small wings.

Originally, the second half of its body was as small as the tip of a needle, but at this time it was getting swollen and fatter.

So they are getting slower and slower, even making them feel that if they didn't have the initial speed, these beetles would fall out of the air by themselves.

"It should be because of this spirit rain."

Li Xixing let go of Hu Jingjing's hand, then waved his pale sword, and easily flew some beetles that first flew to himself and Hu Jingjing in front of him, watching those beetle's miserable wings fall. At the same time, his abdomen burst open and turned into a blue-yellow slurry. He slowly raised his head and looked at the milky white raindrops still falling in the sky above.

Hu Jingjing was light-hearted and inexplicably lost, and then saw those beetles that were easily shot like small stones, and she was a little surprised. She also understood why.

These beetles are not naturally produced. Those former Tianliang practitioners used some means to change their body shape, so that when they were sick, they became amazingly powerful because their bodies were extremely small.

However, this spirit rain was like releasing the seal, healing their diseases, making their bodies normal, and also making them lose the ability to kill powerful practitioners.

"It turns out that if you don't believe in gods or fate, you can survive."

Hu Jingjing thought about it all, and looked at the thick bones under his feet, and could not help but whisper.

"Maybe it is not necessarily a belief in gods, not necessarily awe, but just reluctant." Li Xixing thought of the old spring that could not bear to possess, and thought that these corpses were not all practitioners who died here when the sky was cold. I am afraid it is here Too many strong men have died, and no one can go out alive at all, so this ancestral land was regarded as a taboo, and no one dared to enter again.

Breaking the old fountain is the key to Jinzu Mountain where they can live only then.

But what is there in this ancestral mountain?

Li Xixing looked up and took a deep breath.

He waved his sword and flew all the beetles flying towards him and Hu Jingjing's eyebrows, and then walked to the crystal pillars where these beetles flew, trying to cut a sword.

The sound of "Dang" trembles, and the sword in his hand trembles violently. However, the crystal column that looks very similar to the amber color has no scars at all, and no tremor.

"Should not be cut."

Hu Jingjing looked at the crystal column solemnly and said softly, "The strong man here should have tried his best to resist these beetles before he died, so the grass around the mountain road was not growing, and even the rocks were destroyed. It looks like this crystal column hasn't been damaged so far, it should not be something we can shake..."

However, she was stunned before she finished speaking.

Li Xixing lowered the long sword in his hand, and then twisted the crystal column a little, easily pulling the crystal column out of the dry bone.

"How could this be?"

Hu Jingjing stared blankly at this crystal column, almost as high as Li Xixing, and couldn't help but lose his voice.

Li Xixing grasped the crystal column full of tiny holes in one hand, feeling the weight just like an ordinary black iron sword. After a pause, she looked at her and replied: "Everything has changed, and there should be no People can come here and spin this crystal column."

Hu Jingjing has recovered a little, and she understands that this crystal column and this mountain road are not the same as the old spring, but the old spring disappears, and many things here seem to change.

"How do you think of spinning this thing, what are you going to do with it?"

These are two different issues, because after seeing Li Xixing's weight of that crystal column, Hu Jingjing did not do other actions on the crystal column, but just grabbed it and continued on.

"When I slashed it with a sword, there was a small circular wave at the bottom, which means that the bottom should be able to rotate."

"Since even countless strong men who have died here can't destroy it at all, it at least shows that it is extremely strong. At least it is stronger than my sword. There are very few things in this world that are stronger than my fangs sword. Something. Even the legendary famous swords, I am afraid there is no way to cut it off."

Li Xixing answered her questions completely, and then began to look for some decaying clothing or leather fragments that have not been completely weathered.

After crossing this crystal column, there were very few corpses in the already extremely flat valley, but on the ground behind each corpse, there was a trace of being plowed, or deep footprints.

These are the traces left by the vitality of these practitioners who want to forcibly pass through the body of the practitioner here at speed.

It's just the body's vitality that splits the marks like plowing the ground. One can imagine how powerful these practitioners are, and how terrifying the beetles that these bodies were originally smaller than the needle tip.

The strength of these practitioners to resist these insects should also be extremely strong, so the mountain roads and valleys are surrounded by grass, and even the land and rocks have changed under the influence of vitality, and they have become some kind of agate-like things.

Li Xixing ignited the incompletely decaying clothing and leather armor fragments, and then directly covered some dead bones.

One thick and one light two pillars of smoke rose up in Zu Mountain.

This is already the middle mountain of Zu Mountain.

Therefore, compared with the smoke column at the foot of the mountain, it is clearer and easier to see for people outside.

The horses that Ding Ning and Shen Xuan rode have reached the edge of the basin.

The slope on the edge of the basin where the ancestral mountain is located is extremely steep. If it is in peacetime, even if the rider does not stop, the highly trained war horse will judge on its own and stop on the edge of the slope.

However, Lingyu was the most dense in Zu Mountain. At this time, these horses were like the beasts rushing from a distance. They were not considered at all, and they rushed down the slope like a fly in the hiss.

Clicks and clicks sounded loudly.

The huge impulse caused the front horses of these horses to snap off instantly, and the white bone stubble even pierced the flesh and drilled out, but somehow the power of these horses still jumped forward, the ground was like mushrooms The white spirit that was constantly rising instantly healed the wounds of these army horses.

The beasts that fractured like these military horses do not know how many, but these beasts also did not stop, pouring down the steep slope like a tide.

Ding Ning leaned back, maintaining balance, and at that moment saw two thick and light smoke columns.

"Just alive."

He truly uttered a happy voice.

The cold light flashed in Shen Xuan's eyes. In his view, Li Xixing was still alive at this time, but it might not be a good thing.

...

"Time is just right."

The Wu Clan's Great Witch who just said this, the man whose beasts flowed past him without changing his face, also saw the two pillars of smoke.

His face suddenly turned pale, his pupils shrank violently, and an unbelievable emotion, such as cold frost, spread across his body.