Peerless Sword Fairy Signed In For Three Thousand Years

The ten sects followed the dark and winding path, and gradually saw Da Luo Jianzong.

"Three idols."

They saw that the spiritual light was shrouded in a hazy way, slowly falling down and covering it, and in an instant, the clouds were steaming and foggy, and it looked extremely sacred and extraordinary. The whole statue seemed to be covered with a layer of spiritual veil, and the stone statue gently stroked the sword.

The eyes of the ten great sects present flickered.

"What are you afraid of?" At this moment, Lord Jun from Wang Zonglai said with disdain, his eyes flickering.

"It's just a small sword sect on the outskirts of Wuhai, so what if it's promoted to a heavenly sect, the most basic heavenly sect, the most terrifying thing in a heavenly sect should be the guardian array, so that Jianzong is just that you have one more statue now."

Master Jun sneered.

With some pride.

He didn't pay attention to the little sword sects around here, let alone.

"Could they still have a strong person who can be extradited? Even if there is, just leave it to me." Lord Jun sneered, instantly reassuring everyone.

Although he has not stepped into the extradition realm, he has some means, even if it is an ordinary extradition realm, he can kill him!

At this moment, the strong men of Jian Yunzong also breathed a sigh of relief.

indeed.

This Lord Jun is also an existence with a high status in the entire Jianyun Wangzong. If he said yes, then he must be sure.

Walking outside the Great Luo Sword Sect, they passed the statue of the sword god, and at this time, they also saw people from other sects.

"Are you from Jianyun Sect?" At this moment, people from other sects came closer, but they didn't get too close. After all, they had never seen the scene in front of them. The power was too mysterious and extremely domineering. , seems to be guiding them to do something.

And this time.

Mr. Jun burst out a monstrous aura.

The peak of Shenqiao.

Even stronger than the peak of Zhishenqiao.

"Attack that newly promoted heaven-level sect, and you all have to listen to my orders." With his hands behind his back, he looked at everyone with disdain.

"You..." The other members of the Sword Sect couldn't help but want to get angry, but they suddenly felt the breath of Lord Jun, and couldn't help shrinking their necks for a moment.

In a sect like theirs, if there is a divine bridge, it is already a high incense.

And this person turned out to be at the peak of Shenqiao!

"It's unlucky for them. It just so happens that I'm handing over resources in the branch." Master Jun sneered slightly.

They walked past the statue of Da Luo, full of confidence in their hearts.

However, at this moment.

Suddenly they couldn't help sniffing.

"What is the taste?"

"Blood!"

It's the smell of blood!

The pungent smell of blood came to the face, so people like them who often saw dead people frowned in disgust.

Because the smell of fresh blood is too strong, and it also has a sour and rotten smell, which makes people sick.

"To become a heaven-level sect, one must devour another sect..." Lord Jun sneered, and thought to himself that it was really rare, but his words were not clear yet, and suddenly his body shook slightly!

A desolate and ancient atmosphere slowly drifted over, and the sight in front of them shocked everyone!

The dilapidated pavilions, broken walls and ruins, seem to have spent an unknown amount of time in the years.

The bones all over the ground were endlessly white, and the blood flowed like a river. The blood hadn't completely dried up, and it was so thick that people dared not step forward.

this……

They were really a little scared.

Even Mr. Jun couldn't help but feel trembling in his heart. He really understood that since he was promoted to a heaven-level sect, he must destroy a sect and get its god statue, but he didn't expect that the situation would be so terrifying !

This sect should have been transferred here by the black mist later, and it was the real battlefield when the war of exterminating the sect broke out. However, this place seems to have been placed in a place for thousands of years, with dust accumulated and forgotten by the world. This kind of trace of the baptism of the years makes people feel terrified.

What the hell is going on here!

However, at this moment.

Crash.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, and everyone's expressions changed drastically: "Where is the wind coming from in the black mist?"

I saw a gust of wind deliberately blown by someone, blowing the robe.

They saw it.

On that mountain peak, a figure, looking into the distance at this moment, seems to be facing them sideways from an extremely tricky angle, the wind blows his skirt slowly, a nearly perfect side face, with a bit of sharpness , behind him, the three swords were slowly floating up at this moment, like arching a huge field of sword energy, and everyone around felt the overwhelming pressure!

How can it be!

At this moment, Master Jun's pupils suddenly shrank.

Sense of crisis!

That young man in white actually gave him an extremely strong sense of crisis!

How can this be!

Shenqiao is definitely the realm of Shenqiao!

But he couldn't help squinting his eyes, and he always felt that there seemed to be something extremely terrifying in this person's body!

He took a deep breath.

At this moment, the young man on the mountain also looked at him.

"I am Elder Wang Zongjiu, the Sword God."

He reported himself.

However, above the mountain peak, there was a sneer suddenly, the disdain, even though they were far away, was still extremely strong!

This man!

So strong!

He was suddenly furious, and the long sword behind his back suddenly unsheathed!

If he does not arrive at extradition, he is confident that he is invincible in the same situation!

As a member of Wang Zong, he has seen a lot of people who comprehend the skills in the black mist, and he is confident that he can compete with those people in the mist or black robes!

As Wang Zong, the top existence on the outskirts of the sea of ​​fog, his heritage is naturally extremely strong.

He suddenly drew out a long sword. The long sword was rusty and mottled with time, and the heavy breath did not diminish its sharpness. It looked a little blunt, but it felt that the space was slowly parting with the sword.

"Desolate weapon."

This is what he relies on.

He stares.

Looking at Shen Changge above the sky.

"This sword..." Shen Changge, who lived high on the Daluoshen Peak, noticed the rusty sword at this moment.

Rusty, doesn't match me.

cut.

A cold snort resounded through the air.

With a bit of disdain.

And in an instant!

Boom!

Above the sky, the sound of a long sword being unsheathed suddenly surged, and then Shen Changge took a step.

The blazing white thunder surged into the sky, like a thunderbolt sword composed of yang and five elements, blazing and tyrannical!

How can it be!

All the people present did not change their colors.

"Yang five elements, demigod state..."

this……

In the periphery, how could there be such a state of imperial swordsmanship? He has only seen those divine envoys in the mist in the depths, or the black-robed divine envoys possess such power!

However, at this moment, the Thunder Sword stood in the air, as if it was in charge of killing!

Shen Changge tapped lightly, with a bit of arrogance in the corner of his mouth, his perfectly perfect face was sharply dyed by the blazing white thunder.

"Give you a sword."

Sword out!

Heaven and earth!