The Sword Dynasty

The blood of the cyan dragon wandered on the trunk of this giant tree, but somehow, the blood that should have been alive has turned into a kind of crystal colloid, giving people an unusually dangerous feeling.

"Li Xixing, Ding Ning..."

Hu Jingjing's teeth suddenly fought, his voice trembling constantly.

Her eyes fell on the ground not far in front of her.

Following her gaze, Ding Ning frowned slightly, and soon discovered why she reacted this way.

There are no plants on the flat stone ground in front, but there are tiny gaps that are hard to see with the naked eye. It seems that the whole ground is spliced ​​together with huge boulders. However, Hu Jingjing’s eyes fell on a cracked depression. After going down, it seems that the fracture of the stone crack is very new, which should be caused by the few powerful beasts that just rushed in here.

The sunken place is obviously square and square, looking like a coffin, and some broken clothing and bones can be seen vaguely inside.

In other words, the whole floor at the bottom of the valley was not made of stones, but a piece of sarcophagus.

Shen Xuan also frowned deeply.

Could it be said that the lay in the flat sarcophagus is all the last cool people who died here?

It was only at this moment that made him more alarmed that he could not feel any terrible breath.

The purple jade tree in his sight, including these sarcophagi, could not feel any terrible breath, or even any drastic fluctuations in vitality.

This made the cyan dragon, which is comparable to the Seven Realm Practitioners, as if he had dispersed all his strength and then hanged himself on the big tree.

"What do you perceive?"

Shen Xuan turned to look at Ding Ning and asked.

Ding Ning did not answer his words, just whispered: "Let me think about it."

In his original expectation, since the Tianliang man used Li Xixing to force him to come here, naturally he was going to use him to break some prohibitions on comprehension.

However, even he did not feel any prohibition at this time.

He didn't even feel any breath of blood.

"Be careful!"

His gaze rested again on the purple tree, but it was also at this moment that he suddenly raised a warning sign in his heart and drank aloud.

Shen Xuan suddenly changed color, almost at the same time, a sharp drink spewed out of his mouth, the real element and the vitality of heaven and earth in his body rushed out along his one-armed speed at a speed exceeding the daily limit.

Only at this time, a force of terror has been sent out from the giant tree like purple jade and reached them.

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This force is extremely sharp, completely like a sword breaking through the sky, but the vitality of the whole valley bottom is violently shaken, just like the whole world is filled with wind and rain with the emergence of this force, the most important thing is, This force was like a wind and rain with the whole world, slammed into their front.

A mumble.

Shen Xuan's arms stretched out, still holding the sword posture. Li Xiao in his mouth had not stopped, but the whole body was completely unbearable and flew backwards, smashing hard on the mountain wall behind him. , Stirring a huge wave of smoke, a sip of blood had poured out of his mouth.

Hu Jingjing held the sword tightly, but his whole body was so shocked that he could hardly make it out.

She could hardly imagine the power from that giant tree. With just a single blow, she would have caused a serious practitioner such as Shen Xuan to be hit hard.

"what is that!"

In the following moment, she exclaimed in horror.

The giant tree like a purple jade seemed to be rolled by the wind and rain of the world, and slightly deflected in some directions, like a person twisting his body slightly, facing them.

And among the trees, a figure was standing erectly.

Ding Tranquilly stood there, but his brows were deeper.

It was a real person, like a long, middle-aged man.

He was standing on one of the roots of the giant tree that was bare on the ground. His clothing was almost complete. It was a gorgeous robe made of several different colors of fur.

His naked skin looked very soft and even translucent, and he could see that there was blood flowing in the inner blood veins, but there was no anger in his body, and his eyes were also pale and lack of light. It's like a corpse.

The most terrifying thing is that he has grown a lot of soft beards on his body, which are connected to the giant purple tree behind him and grow together.

These beards are like an extension of the blood in his body, but they are purple and jade.

Li Xixing took a deep breath and turned to look at Ding Ning.

At the moment when Hu Jingjing exclaimed in shock, the figure obviously moved slightly, and it seemed to look up.

Just at this moment, at this moment, there was already a jet of gas falling on the mountain road above their heads.

On the mountain road, it was like staying in a storm.

There are endless killing intentions in it.

Since the path of their retreat was sealed first, it means that this person may have his own consciousness.

Shen Xuan was standing on the mountain wall, he did not rush to do any movements, but just glanced at Ding Ning from behind.

Ding Ning felt the eyes of Li Xixing and Shen Xuanwang looking at him, but he still didn't show anything, but quietly looked at the strange middle-aged man quietly and said quietly, "What the hell are you?"

The answer was a sword.

The middle-aged man's right hand was slightly raised, his index finger and middle finger were combined as a sword, and he made a sword.

The wind and rain rose between heaven and earth again, and the cyan dragon that hung on the tree flew up, and the flesh and flesh of the body faded away like a cicada, and the bones of the body fell down one by one, in a fraction of the time , Only one white spine left.

This spine became the sword of this middle-aged man.

The wind and rain that filled the world converged in this spine, and turned into a pair of unparalleled sword intentions, chopping to Ding Ning and other four people like a huge lightning.

Shen Xuan's body jumped out of the mountain.

His body seemed to be empty suddenly, a scarlet sword gas burned, like flying peach blossoms, and hit the sword light, and then in the next moment, his body hit the back heavily Mountain wall.

A bang.

Countless gravel splashes on the mountain wall behind him formed a circular deep pit centered on him.

"Ding Ning!"

Watching the hovering back in the air, it seemed to fall into the dragon spine in the middle-aged man's hand. He gave a stern drink and sprayed haze in the mouth and nose at the same time.

No one can feel his anger at this time, even Hu Jingjing and Li Xixing can be sure that if Ding Ning no longer responds, Shen Xuan will definitely flee for the first time.

"Follow my sword."

However, Ding Ning's face was completely calmed down at this time, even the brows that had been tightly curled were loosened, it seemed that he had figured out what had been tangling his problems, and then he just whispered softly, and made a sword.

Three soft sounds.

At the end of the battle, Mahua spent three consecutive shocks. The three straight sword lights did not fall on the keel, but fell on the empty space above his head.

Neither Hu Jingjing nor Li Xixing can understand.

This is the most common "three talents" sword, and one of the most common swordsmanship in Changling. The basic swordmanship that most students in the sword academy practice after entry.

Shen Xuan couldn't understand it either. However, as Ding Ning's three straight sword lights traveled through the air, he sensed some changes in the vitality of heaven and earth, and his eyes exuded an astonishing difference.

His one-arm waved forward again.

One sword turned into three, three scarlet sword lights followed the trail left by Ding Ning's three sword lights, and broke away.