Fantasy: Please Don’t Take My Chance Again

Everyone stepped into the beam of light, and the scene immediately changed before their eyes.

This is a white world.

Underneath, there are countless weapons inserted densely.

Knife, gun, sword, halberd....

Basically all broken.

Someone looked at these broken weapons and said in a daze: "The ancient sword emperor once suppressed an era. He has experienced countless battles, big and small, and has never suffered a defeat...These broken weapons are really defeated in the past. The ones left by the people who mastered the ancient sword?"

"If this is the case, it would be too amazing!"

Everyone gasped.

There are so many broken weapons under their feet, so densely packed that they can't see the edge at a glance.

Like a sea of ​​remnants.

But it is more like an incomparably huge tomb of disabled soldiers, silently talking about the glory of the tomb owner's life.

Just when everyone was feeling emotional, suddenly, the remnant soldiers below suddenly changed.

I saw a lot of remnant soldiers buzzing and shaking.

Gather together to form human puppets that are completely composed of weapons, and the aura of weapons soars to the sky.

Without saying a word, these remnant puppets attacked and killed everyone.

A Divine Realm Practitioner was the closest, and before he could react, he was chopped into two pieces by the puppet of the remnant soldier, and died on the spot.

"what?!"

Everyone changed slightly.

193 The strength of these remnant soldiers and puppets far exceeds their imagination, and almost all of the worst ones are close to the strength of life and death.

Ordinary god-level powerhouses can hardly resist alone, they can only fight side by side.

Even the top-ranked Tianjiao on the list of gods, like the prince of Shenxi, the eldest son of the Shenjian sect, and the like, have to stick together to ensure safety.

And those who are strong in the life and death realm are not easy to fight against.

"Purple Jade Tower!"

The Son of the Purple Mansion struck out with a palm, and the billowing purple energy formed a majestic building, exuding a trace of majestic force, directly smashing a puppet of a remnant soldier.

"Miss Qin, with you by my side, there is absolutely no danger..."

The Son of the Purple Mansion was smiling, and was about to claim credit from Qin Qing.

Suddenly glanced at one place, and the pupils shrank suddenly.

I saw Yuan Jiansheng's expression was calm, he didn't see any movement, he just walked forward.

However, as long as those puppet soldiers in the realm of life and death bully him within a foot, they will immediately be chopped to pieces by Yuan Jiansheng's endlessly growing and disillusioning Infinity Sword Qi, and quickly disintegrate into a pile of scrap iron.

The performance of the black-haired youth Zhisha, the descendant of the Ancient Sword Emperor, was even more astonishing.

He raised the broken knife in his hand, and the sun knife cut it down.

A knife light with a length of several hundred feet swept across, and wherever it passed, the remnant soldiers and puppets in the life and death realm fell down one after another like cutting wheat.

(bdcc) Whether it is Yuan Jiansheng or the black-haired young man Zhisha, the strength displayed by the two of them is far beyond the ordinary life and death list Tianjiao by a large margin.

Even some life-and-death veterans, Tenth Stage's veteran powerhouses are slightly inferior to the two.

Compared with these two people, the performance of Zifu Shengzi just now is even more bleak.

Yuan Jiansheng and Zhisha's speed was extremely fast, they quickly left the crowd and practiced medicine in front of the Can Bing's family.

And among the many living and dead heroes, according to their respective strengths, the gap between them is gradually widening.

The Son of the Zifu watched helplessly as people of similar strength overtook him. Thinking of the chance that someone might get ahead of him, he wanted to catch up, but with Qin Qingmiao by his side, he couldn't get up quickly.

Qin Qingmiao saw the hesitation and entanglement of the Zifu Shengzi, and couldn't help sneering: "The Zifu Shengzi doesn't care about me, he just goes first. Although Qingmiao's strength is not tyrannical, it should be more than enough to protect herself."

"What did Miss Qin say? How can I be the kind of person who just abandons you?"

The Zifu Shengzi said righteously.

"The Son of the Purple Mansion, please go ahead."

Qin Qingmiao said lightly.

"Zi Yan, you are responsible for protecting Qing Mo, and I will take care of these puppets."

Tantai Qingyin ordered Zhu Ziyan, and threw out one after another powerful Yuan Lian in his hand, forcing the bullying puppet back.

Su Qingmo hid under the protection of the two senior sisters and looked around curiously.

This was the first time in her life that she participated in this kind of trial, and she was full of curiosity about everything in the secret realm, but she was still thinking about it: "My lord, where are you..."

While fighting against the remnant soldiers and puppets, everyone moved forward.

On the way, people continue to fall, which shows how dangerous and cruel this place is.

Finally, the boundless tomb of disabled soldiers came to an end, and steps appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

These steps spiral upward, assuming that in the void "like a ladder to heaven.

Looking up along the steps, there seems to be a huge platform on it.

Yuan Jiansheng, the black-haired youth Zhisha, Prince Golden Crow, Shengzi Daoyan, who were ahead of everyone before, had already stood on the steps.

There are also some powerful old-fashioned powerhouses, all on the steps.

But what is surprising is that these people walk extremely slowly on the steps, and it seems that they are under great pressure every time they take a step.

Seeing this scene, the Zifu Shengzi's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but said to Qin Qingmiao: "Miss Qin, let's go up quickly. 7"

Qin Qingmiao nodded, and the two quickly approached the steps.

The Son of the Purple Mansion took aim at a step, swept his divine sense, and found that there were several veteran powerhouses in the eighth Ninth Stage of life and death who seemed to have also taken a fancy to his target.

Several people all rushed towards the nearest step.

The Zifu Shengzi frowned, his breath was surging, and he was ready to strike at any time.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"what is that?!"

The Son of the Purple Mansion turned his head, his pupils constricted severely.

I saw, behind them, a Daoist was walking fast like a shadow.

This person is like a sky knife, sharp and unparalleled.

Although it only has the strength of the First Stage of Life and Death Realm, its combat power is terrifyingly strong.

Wherever he passed, those remnant soldiers and puppets trying to block the way, no matter how Realm they were in the realm of life and death, before they even got close to him, their bodies exploded one after another.

The speed of this person's pursuit was even faster than that of Yuan Jiansheng and Zhi Sha.

In the blink of an eye, the figure was in front of everyone.

And this person's goal happened to be directly at this step near the Son of Zifu.

A veteran powerhouse from the Ninth Stage of life and death frowned, rushed out and shouted: "Boy, go elsewhere!"

But before the veteran strongman of the Ninth Stage of life and death could finish speaking, he heard a cold scolding.

"Go away!"

I saw a large swath of black mist suddenly gushing out from behind this person, and the black mist condensed into a huge terrifying specter.

The ancient general trend of heaven and earth is contained in the phantom, and it is slashed out with one knife.

Before the life-death Ninth Stage expert could react, he vomited blood and fell to the ground, disappearing directly among the remnants of soldiers below.

Ninth Stage?!

This person's strength is overbearing and tyrannical, so terrifying!

Everyone in the field opened their eyes wide, and all their faces showed great horror.

At this time, the Daoist figure also stepped on the steps.

Everyone was able to see the face of this person clearly.

I saw that this person was extremely young, and his handsome appearance was rare in the world, and his whole body exuded an aura of dominance that made the world worship him all the time.

The Son of the Purple Mansion looked dazed, and murmured, "Who is this person? When did such a stunningly talented genius appear on the list of life and death?"

Beside him, Qin Qingmiao glanced at him, then stared intently at the man on the steps, the light in her beautiful eyes was shining, the corner of her mouth was smiling, and said word by word in a rather proud tone: "He, is the The first knife in the sky, Gu Xuan!"

Upon hearing this, the Zifu Shengzi trembled violently, and he froze in place, unable to utter a word.