Immortals Dump Waste In My Home

These days he will swallow everything that he said deliberately. Today is thinking about going out to explore the nature and bringing it. It is a self-defense thing. He looks at the bottom like a sword mound. Could it be that Swallow Mo feels something about this place. ?

He looked at the red bows underneath. This was naturally not a good thing, and he was a little hesitant about whether or not to go down. If he went down, he encountered something that shouldn't be encountered.

This place is again in Uehara City. The environment is already embarrassed on all sides. I am afraid that it is on the brink of desperation. This person has to think carefully.

Moreover, this small hole is extremely difficult to climb, and it may be easy to use it to go down, but when you have to climb up later, this small hole can't borrow at such a landslide.

He thought for a while, simply took out and swallowed, and touched the body of his sword, with a light shining on it.

Today is also helpless, let you dig first.

After hearing this, he pulled out the scabbard and carefully looked for the dirt and the dirt, which was softer than he had imagined. The eldest brother probably spent a whole tea time, and those were also chipped away.

He slowly slid down with the help of fitness, and then when he fell to the ground, he felt a scorching sensation. Starting from the real pain of his younger brother, and watching those fitness exercises, most of them were good, and most of the swords and swords were good. There are some other weapons that cannot be seen clearly.

Could it be that my younger brother can touch something similar to magma when I arrived deeper by mistake, but he didn’t feel like it right away, the smell here has dissipated a lot, on the contrary, he can smell the warmth in the air. The smell of heat is not unpleasant but not good.

He put his hand out of his fingertips to condense a spirit fire, and it brightened a lot in a moment. It was not ideal to use those two beads to illuminate here, he looked at the underground slowly.

The soil under the ground was brownish red, completely different from the black soil above. Going to the side, there is a kind of gray mud on these walls, and you are also writing some words or painting some pictures.

However, they were all very scribbled, and I couldn't distinguish anything. It was probably because it was not seriously damaged under the ground. Although some things were scribbled, they could roughly tell what their shape was.

There are also some swords, some with tendon sheaths, and some are not directly inserted into the soil in the middle of the east. The soil looks like a swamp. When he approaches him, Xu Fan can feel the ink swallowing vibration. The more obvious it is, the more calm you will be a little further away. What does this mean?

If he can’t figure it out, he can only think about the things on the wall first. Those texts should be known, but he can’t understand them. Not to mention the patterns. This place is like an oval, but underneath is like an ellipse. The concept of square, round sky.

He walked around as if he had found something, and there was no key breakthrough. Some things he only found strange or full of mystery, but could not find anything.

It wasn't until he walked to a sunken place that he found that a stone tablet had fallen down. He drew the dust on it with an arrow, and could vaguely see three words: Zhuxian Cave.

Zhu Xian crying is really a big tone, not to mention that some of the people in this cultivation avenue have become immortals. Just because of him, it proves that this is a place of reward and punishment. Most of the punishment is at the cost of life. It is not the swords in the swamp. , Are all the swords of the deceased during his lifetime.

He was a little surprised when he thought of this, and it would be too scary to behave like this.

And those three words seem to have the red color that has been killed. I always feel that this place has not been opened for many years. It stands to reason that this red color can still exist? Unless it is killing too many people, the red has penetrated into the stone, and it can't be melted away.

He looked at the things on the wall that didn’t resemble a person’s own self, but many people stayed here. Could it be those left before their lives? Then why don’t you see half of the bones, all swords and magic weapons? strange.

At this time, the ink swallowing vibration became more and more obvious. It was obvious that when I used it to poke away the dust, I didn't feel it, but I just let it go, and I was about to go into the swamp there, Xu Fan quickly held it forward.

It's a pity, that fitness seems to have its own meaning, and he keeps rushing into the mud.

He felt that a sword could have so much strength, and if he rushed forward like this, he couldn't pull it directly.

The scabbard is also a treasure anyway, but it can only be suppressed, and compared to the vibrating scabbard of the sword, it is no sound at all.

But at this moment, he actually discovered that another sword was trembling slightly in the swamp. In fact, the scope of his spiritual fire was not large. Why could it be so obvious? It was a red light. I stopped dangling around until I noticed the sword.

Most of these pieces were wrapped in various dirty things, and they couldn't be seen originally, but Xu Fan still recognized them. It was a sword similar to Lin Ruoyu, or even very similar.

If it weren't for the origin of these hundred pieces, or how they related to this piece, he would see that the vibration in his hand was even greater when he thought about it, but he had already sensed the call of the sword in the mud.

He couldn't let go of his hand so much. If he loses Tunmo in trouble, but he will not be like that. Lin Ruoyu dragged himself into the mud, maybe there is no corpse here, because the corpses are all in the mud.

"I said I'm an ancestor of the sword, don't take it anymore. If this goes on, you will have to be destroyed in this quagmire."

But when he said these words, Lin Ruoyu's movements became more and more serious. He thought it would not work, he had to suppress it.

He hurriedly flipped his left hand over the body building, and yanked it back. This time he drew the sword back. He quickly used the tendon sheath to close his eyes. Sure enough, there was a scabbard. Although the vibration was still there, there was not much movement. same.

But at this moment, the movement of the sword in the swamp was getting bigger and bigger. Xu Fan saw that the swamp was not small, and the sword was in the center. He couldn't fly to pick up the piece. On the contrary, he might drag himself. Go in.

But he was really curious, why did this sword react so much to his Lin Ruoyu?

Is it raining? It frightened him, that sword actually escaped from the mud and flew straight to Xu Fan, to be precise, to the swallow ink in Xu Fan's hand.

Xu Fan couldn't dodge, he felt the sword hit his wrist, and threw Lin Ruoyu to the ground with pain. At this moment, the two swords were lined up together, and there was light and shadow flowing.

He should tell Master today that his sword has become refined.

He wanted to come forward, but was a little scared. Those two swords calmed down a lot.

He cautiously stepped forward and touched Lin Ruoyu with his hand. He didn't receive any attack. On the dirty sword that flew up, he suddenly moved aside.