Fantasy: The opening game draws the emperor’s heavy pupils

Yikes!

Several figures appeared behind Qin Luo.

It was for the Split Heaven Sword Sect and his group!

Led by Jian Xuantong, eight flying swords opened the way, and there were twenty old men dressed in robes behind him, following at great speed.

Meantime.

Jian Xuantong also noticed Qin Luo’s existence.

“Is he?”

Jian Xuantong’s eyes moved, and a sword shadow seemed to appear in his eyes.

“Fortunately, when I successfully obtain the secret vault, I will use you to refine my ‘Heart Sword’ for the last step.”

While thinking, Jian Xuantong went straight forward, passing by Qin Luo, and did not intersect.

But….

Qin Luo did not move.

The chaotic mist around the heavy pupils loomed, and the light flowed, as if deducing something.

A few seconds later!

“Ugh!”

“Back off!”

“Quickly retreat!”

One after another screams came.

A monstrous aura erupted, impacting all directions in this narrow passage.

The terrifying impact seemed to shatter everything, and the void carried a faint smell of burning and blood.

Bang!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Several embarrassed figures rushed out from not far away.

It was Jian Xuantong and others.

Just twenty-one people entered, and at this moment there were only sixteen left, and the rest were more or less stained with some injuries.

Ragged and gray clothes.

And Qin Luo stood not far away, his face indifferent.

The wind is light and cloudy, watch others pass by!

It’s just…

They had struck before, blinded by greed, and directly damaged five people one step ahead.

“This kid!”

Among the people in the Split Heaven Sword Sect, someone coldly noticed Qin Luo.

He remained motionless, silently watching them.

Previously, he thought that he was timid and scrupulous, but now it seems that this guy has long expected the aftermath of Baoguang.

Watching a play!

Can’t help but feel like they are being watched as a monkey play.

Especially Jian Xuantong, this feeling in his heart was extremely strong!

He clenched his fists and angrily threw a punch: “Damn! ”

Boom!

He hit the wall.

Above the eight flying swords around them, the mourning soul roared wildly, and there were hideous faces, they were unwilling!

Wrath!

Fear!

Despair!

All are the people that Jian Xuantong once killed.

He was a little aggrieved and angry.

Then, the group of the Split Heaven Sword Sect waited silently, without making a rash move.

A large number of cultivators began to notice the Tongtian Ancient Hall and gathered here!

The hidden strong appeared, and the three major forces quickly gathered here.

Moment.

Qin Luo moved.

The eyes of the Split Heaven Sword Sect’s group lit up slightly, and they followed closely.

Qin Luo didn’t pay attention to it and continued to move forward!

Walking through several corridors, there were several corpses lying on the road, and there was no sound for a long time.

There are also a few people who still have breath.

However, he was soon discovered, smashed the Tianling Cover with one palm, and took away the Qiankun bag on his body!

And Qin Luo passed through everyone like a phantom, and the Split Heaven Sword Sect found that Qin Luo’s figure had long disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Several people chased wildly, as if chasing a wisp of breeze.

See this!

“This person’s cultivation attainment must be extremely high!”

“He is an excellent candidate for refining my ‘Heart Sword’!”

Jian Xuantong’s eyes lit up, and his heart was ecstatic.

As long as he refining the ‘Heart Sword’, the first person in these ten domains must be him, what Ye Tian?

It’s just his sword!

Soon after.

Jian Xuantong’s group finally came to the place where the treasure light was scattered just now.

The impact that the treasure had just opened had not yet dissipated, and non-Feather Realm cultivators could not enter at all.

Boom!

Boom!

Several black shadows rushed in.

The group of the Split Heaven Sword Sect followed closely and all arrived.

After a few breaths, the eyes suddenly opened up, it was a hall!

Ahead.

There are stone pillars.

Three stone pillars, on which there are three balls of light shining like a great sun.

Powerful spiritual power fluctuations were gushing out from above and then spreading in all directions.

The first ball of light!

Inside is a broken map with mountains, rivers, and living beings embroidered.

The second!

A drop of blood, constantly changing, there is a trace of golden mysterious aura flowing, faintly visible dragon shadow, most likely the thin blood of the dragon clan.

The third!

A mysterious scabbard with extremely complex lines on it, at first glance, you will feel dizzy and your eyes will be dry and cracked.

These are three treasures.

Mysterious!

Precious!

Moment!

The Split Heaven Sword Sect and the five or six scattered cultivators showed fanaticism and greed.

They couldn’t recognize what these things were, but just by looking at their form and breath, they knew that they were no less than the supreme treasures of the sixth rank.

Meantime!

Jian Xuantong quickly swept around, looking for Qin Luo’s figure.

I saw that the young man did not make a move.

Just a moment of silence!

The aura of the peak of the Seven or Eight Feather Realm erupted, rushing straight towards the three balls of light.

Intent to fight!

Their eyes were full of killing intent, sweeping in all directions.

Among them, there is Sword Xuantong!

They killed Ling Ran, and they had a feeling that who blocked who died.

Seeing this, the rest of the Feather Realm cultivators could only watch dryly, and did not dare to intervene in the slightest, quite helpless.

In an instant!

They had come to the three balls of light, their eyes red.

Craving!

Greedy!

“The treasure is mine!”

“No one can take it away, or die!”

“That drop of blood must be the blood of a true dragon, which can enjoy a lifespan of three thousand years! Ordinary Feather Realm cultivators only have a lifespan of three hundred years! I must get. ”

They are crazy.

And most of them went for that drop of blood.

It’s just…

When they attacked, Qin Luo’s eyes moved slightly.

With a move of his palm, a blood-colored practice flew out, and all three treasures were involved in the killing realm.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

The eight cultivators at the peak of the Feather Realm suddenly fell into their hands.

Unleashable power bombarded distant walls, emitting a deafening roar.

Suddenly, everyone couldn’t help but be dumbfounded, and their throats seemed to be blocked!