Dominating Sword Immortal

The 435th chapter of the Holy Land test (first)

“It’s seamless!”

The idea of ​​the white-haired old man is incredibly strong, and his mind is moving. Two pairs of succinct ideas are formed in an instant, and they are caught before Ye Chen and others.

The leaf dust brows are wrinkled, the white hair old man's mind net and the golden wind son are not the same. It looks like a big net. In fact, the grid is still covered with a thin layer of ideas, without a slight gap. In addition, these two ideas are not a simple layer, but the three layers of the mysterious, if the three layers are stacked together, it will be considered, but the three layers are unique, intertwined and entangled, does not exist. Connection point.

Ye Chen is very clear, it is absolutely impossible to cut open the mind for a short time. When he cuts, he is afraid that the white-haired old man has already caught up. Therefore, if you want to live, only before the two ideas are closed, advance A breakthrough, a slow step, is a dead end.

Thinking of this, Ye Chen's eyebrows are bulging, just like the diamond beads. The **** jian of the **** sea has blossomed out of a circle of halo, and the sword's sword is like a stormy wave, wrapping the leaf dust and pushing him to speed. go ahead.

At this moment, Ye Chen’s sword **** prototype was fully motivated for the first time.

Yin zhenzong and Bishui Lingzong did not see the horror of the idea of ​​the big net, they also did not grasp the moment to tear the idea of ​​the big net, after all, the martial arts will in the end of the attack will be inferior to the kendo will, and worse than more than two.

"Yin is popular!"

As a master of the master class, yin Mozong created a total of two martial arts, one is yin konjac, one is yin popular, as for 'land for the sky' is not his own, but cultivation The sinister martial arts of the predecessors, yin style as the name suggests is the righteousness of the martial arts, yin Mozong only created in the last ten years, although lost the real yuan, there is no way to show the essence of this light work, but for him now, can It’s a little faster, there is not much thought.

I saw a whirlwind of light gray sè, the figure of yin Mozong has disappeared.

The reaction of Bishui Lingzong is no slower than the yin Mozong. His performance of the righteousness is "a glimpse of a thousand miles". It can be seen from the name. In fact, this light work is indeed extraordinary. It is only a step away from the middle-class ambition. It belongs to the peak level in the low-level esoteric.

With a slight shape, the speed of the clear water Lingzong is getting faster and faster, more and more exaggerated, all the way unimpeded, the eyes can not catch up.

call out!

Ye Chen took Murong to the city to break through in advance. At this time, the idea network was close to closing, and on the two ideas, a few lines of thought thread were extended. When the group began to close, yin Mozong cut off the silk thread and the clear water. Lingzong rushed out side by side.

The white-haired old man saw this scene, his face slightly yin Shen, he couldn't think of his own full force, still let the four people escape, really let them pass the stone gate through the Holy Land to enter the Holy Land, where the face of the Bo澜 saint is placed, I have to know that it happened once a year ago.

The left hand is extended, and the white-haired old man is separated from the air.

puff!

At the same time, the two ideas were closed, and a circle was formed, which completely trapped the old man, the black snake, the real person, and the iron wood real person. Under their desperate eyes, the mindfulness of the big net suddenly shrank into a group, several people Squeezed to death.

At this point, the people who came to the underground world, only the leaves of the four people, can be described as heavy casualties, even the power of the real people are dead.

There are less than 50 miles away from the peaks with the stone gates. In the past 50 miles, it was just two or three times for the masters. Unfortunately, in the underground world, they struggled and the speed could not break the speed of sound. a lot of.

Oh...

The three sons of the Golden Wind are attacking the leaves of the four people all the time, the blade of thought, the spear of the mind, the hammer of the mind, the cover of the storm and the rain. If the distance between the two sides is not close, the chance of the four people can escape is no more than 30%. Even now, it is also stormy.

Forty miles!

Thirty miles!

Twenty miles!

Seeing that the four people are going to be close to the mountain, the white-haired old man took a deep breath and said: "It seems that it doesn't work."

It is said that the three sons of the Golden Wind are stunned, and they are not allowed to attack Ye Chen. They push backwards madly, but at the same time retreat, they lay out layers of thought barriers outside the body. Great horror will happen.

Breathing in the end, the white-haired old man screamed loudly, and a group of invisible and qualitative thoughts centered on him, incredulously rotating, as if snowballing, the scope of the thought storm was getting bigger and bigger, and the rotating power was getting stronger and stronger. The void in the sky seems to have raised a vain tornado that has been connected to the sky, spreading rapidly in all directions.

"not good!"

After all, yin Mozong and Bishui Lingzong are behind Ye Chen. They are closest to the white-haired old man. When the idea of ​​a tornado is formed, they feel that there is a swallowing force swept over and slow down their speed. They found that this idea is a tornado. Actually, the tornado is no different from the one that came in. The only difference is that the tornado is ten times more powerful than this.

"Bastard!"

The yin Mozong is very angry. For him, in addition to the high and dead kings of life and death, no one can force him to the embarrassing situation of the mountains and rivers, even if he has the grandeur of the name of Hehewei, after all, defeat and fight. There is a big difference in the power to fight back.

"If it is on the surface, no one of us needs to fear him." Bishui Lingzong was wronged and helpless. At this moment, they should have a word, the tiger fell Pingyang was bullied by the dog, Longyou shallow water was shrimp In the drama, during the heyday, the white-haired old people will be comparable to them, and perhaps even worse.

"come!"

The white-haired old man was not interested in the grievances of the two. He continued to overload the idea, and the rotation speed of the tornado suddenly increased. The yin Mozong and the clear water Lingzong could not enter, gradually stepping back. Of course, the white-haired old man moved. It is also very slow.

In the midst of a thousand miles, the yin Mozong eyes flashed through the cruel cold mans.

Bishui Lingzong has some inspiration and panicked: "Yin Mozong, you dare..."

"There is nothing to dare, two deaths are not as good as one to survive, Bishui Lingzong, you will die instead of me." A palm print on the xiong 碧 of Bishui Lingzong, yin Mozong advances through the anti-seismic road, and Bishui Ling Zong spewed out a blood, no suspense was swept away by the idea of ​​a tornado, he still wants to resist, how can the white-haired old man’s idea be so powerful that he should not be allowed to resist, and he was severely wounded and immediately became a white-haired old man. A fist banged his head.

Looking at this scene, Ye Chen has no emotion, life and death, and he will do the same, of course, the premise is that the two have no big friendship.

"You don't want to escape!"

Killed the Bishui Lingzong, the white-haired old man once again looked at the yin Mozong and Ye Chen three people, the idea agitated, the tornado's momentum became more and more vast, the smaller peaks were rolled over, crushed and disintegrated, some rivers fell Rolling up, like a galaxy into the tornado.

Soon!

Soon!

Feel the horror of the tornado suction, the leaf dust has to overload the sword **** prototype, and encourage the sword to improve the speed. Fortunately, the sword is really a big weapon in the speed of increase. The suction of the tornado just wraps around and is taken home. Cut open, so that leaf dust has more room.

Jiuli!

Five miles!

Sanli!

One!

There is still a mile away from the top of the mountain. Ye Chen has clearly seen the pattern on the stone door and the brand left by the years, and the yin Mozong is behind him, no more than 150 meters away. , racing with death.

Humph!

A few miles away, by means of the idea of ​​a tornado, the white-haired old man easily sensed three people. He slowed down the idea of ​​a tornado a little, and then suddenly increased sharply. This slow piece seems to be irrelevant, even more than one move, can produce The effect is immense, just like fishing. When you pull the fishing line, the fish will stand there with you, but when you loose the fishing line, it will suddenly pull up, and the fish will be pulled instantly. Come up.

The situation of the three people of Ye Chen is similar to that of the fish. Under the clever use of the white-haired old man, the feet are actually off the ground and do not retreat.

"The devil's big handprint, annihilation!"

In the eyes of Murong's city, the black light flashed, and the reflexive force was shot out. The suction force was eliminated by 30%.

The demon annihilation can destroy all things, but it does not include the will. Unfortunately, the idea is not the will. Although the power is stronger than the will, many times, it is because it is no longer pure, there are traces to follow, and Murong is directly in the palm of the hand. Dispelling part of the idea, turning it into a pure will, and absorbing the power will naturally eliminate a lot. Of course, it is too far away from the distance, and the idea of ​​the white-haired old man is relatively weak. The gap between the two is too big. .

The body was light, and the leaf dust seized the opportunity. Several of them came to the side of the stone gate, and then they took the Murong into the whirlpool.

"You are dead, and when you get to the outside world, I want you to die without a place to be buried." yin Mozong gnawed his teeth and threw two pieces of top quality goods, shouting: "Explosion!"

Bang!

The top quality treasures did not explode, but stored in it, the will of the yin magic sect exploded, this will not have much threat to the will, but the stalemate is due to this will exploded, the yin magic is not wrong. A top-grade treasure is simply not enough. Two pieces of top-quality treasures are able to break the balance, and the reason why the will can explode is because the top-grade treasure has the function of storing a little will, otherwise it will explode its will, Wu **** will Completely collapsed, and death can no longer die.

Hey!

Do not feel distressed two pieces of top quality treasures, yin Mozong body shape flashed away, disappeared in the transmission stone door.

The idea of ​​the tornado dissipated, and the white-haired old man’s face plunged pale. He reached out and grabbed the damaged top-grade treasure. He did not believe that every outsider could pass the test of the Holy Land, and he could not pass. Each of you will become a new stone man statue." ro! .