Plundering the Heavens

The flattering of the five-color sword tires sounds funny, but it is the result of thoughtful deliberation.

The five-color sword tire can only be automatically floated from the inside of the altar, but it cannot be opened by the outside world. This leads to the fact that the monks who get the five-color swords can only lure the five-color swords and let them be willing to go from the altar. Come out. It seems to be a little different, but the association of this so-called sword-fighting is actually a self-contained spiritual knowledge that can be understood.

The sword fetus has its own spirituality, even thought, which can be regarded as a kind of spirit.

As a spirit, you can communicate and communicate.

The reason why this altar is located here is very simple. It is to prevent the monks from gaining the five-color swords and fetuses. If you want to get the swords, you will only exchange with the swordsmen and impress them. Come out.

Jin Wu listened to the explanation of Fang Xing, his eyes were slightly bright, and urged: "What are you waiting for, try to communicate..."

After eating the loss just now, it did not dare to take the initiative to try it.

Fang Xing wrinkled his face and said: "Trying is definitely a test, but when the sword is moved, it is introduced into the body. Then it is symbiotic with the spirit, and there is no chance to replace it. There are five here. The road Jianfei, there must be good and bad, if you choose the road, isn’t it a big loss? But it’s a good idea to consider which sword tire is the most suitable!”

Gold ``Wu Dao: "There is nothing to consider, green, red, white, gold, purple, with purple as the respect, it must be the best purple sword tire!"

Fang Xing smiled and said: "It’s not a buddy who said you, but it’s really stupid. You think. The black iron sword and the bronze sword inside. Which one looks better? You know, a pound of black iron. However, it is not only possible to change 100,000 pounds of bronze, but the five-color swords are all copper, just in reverse, I guess, this five-color sword is also true!"

He pointed to the five-color altar and said: "The strongest sword tire. It is either purple or cyan, only these two possibilities!"

He said this, but even Jin Wu was hesitant, and he couldn’t speak, and his eyes were just awkward.

After watching it for a long time, Jin Wu asked: "Can you determine which sword tire is more valuable?"

Fangxing shook his head and sighed: "Nothing can be judged..."

He has tried for a long time, and he can't give up the five swords and fetuses with the yin and yang gods.

Jin Wudeng was speechless and said: "That can only be caught!"

Fang Xing sighed. Road: "It makes sense, come on!"

Said. I really chose two medicinal herbs, a cyan, a purple one, and a storage bag. I touched one with Jinwu, but I touched the blue one. Jinwu touched the purple one. This is confirmed, the two are happy temper, not awkward, the party will let Jinwu stand by the side, and then came to the cyan altar, double palms.

Since it is necessary to shoot the flattery of the sword, it is natural to first connect with the gods. After a slight meditation, the gods will be released and slowly touched to the altar. The altar is full of prohibitions and blocks all forces. Adding, but will not stop the invasion of the gods, the knowledge of the party went smoothly into the altar, and then under his guidance, slowly dive to the sword fetus...

"boom……"

Suddenly, the difference became steep, and in the glimpse of the sneak peek, even the five altars released the Hongmeng Huacai, which seemed to be the sneak sneak into the blue altar, but provoked the reaction of the five altars. At the same time, the knowledge of Fang Xing feels like being torn apart. In the altar, there is actually a force that is forcibly reading his past...

For a time, it seems as if forever, the memory of the party is forcibly read.

The party was terrified, but unable to resist, because he felt that the power of the five altars was too strong.

Moreover, these five altars are not hostile to him. Otherwise, if you want to kill him, it is only between one thought.

At the moment when the memory of the square line was read, there was a vagueness, and there was a strange volatility that communicated between the five altars. It seems that the swordsmen within the five altars are in their own unique language. Interacting with each other, and ultimately the result of this exchange is not very successful, because when it was not too much, the cyan altar first released a **** thought and shook the hall.

It was just a short thought, not a word, not a language, but accurately conveyed an attitude.

Refuse!

In reading the memory of the square, the blue altar gave his answer!

Refuse to be a sword of the square!

At the same time, the other four altars also released short but powerful thoughts.

Refuse!

Refuse!

Refuse!

Refuse!

Under this refusal attitude, there are hidden complexities, and some of their complex emotions are contained in them. With the powerful gods of Fangshen, you can feel one or two. The blue altar is rejected because he: Evil, embarrassing!

The reason for the rejection of the red altar is that the disaster is heavy and the future is uncertain!

The reason for the rejection of the white altar is: insufficient foundation, big road insurance!

The reason for the golden altar rejection is: memory is incomplete, fog is heavy!

The reason why the purple altar refused was: You refused, then I refused...

For a time, five altars and five swords and fetuses, while the other side expressed their refusal. On the altar, Hongmeng’s masterpiece, it’s necessary to fly the square, and the party is still immersed in shock, full of heart It’s a feeling of crying and laughing... Are these five swords and fetuses fine? Even the **** refused to mix with the little master? When did the character of Xiaoye become so bad?

Just take this sword tire, he really has no way. During the distress, the force of the release of the five altars will have to kill him. With the strength of the square, you can enjoy it in this mysterious domain. However, in the face of these five altars, the power is not enough to protect themselves, but at this time, the difference is steep, and the strength of the five altars is steep and a strange atmosphere.

The five altars are surrounded by groups, but there is a crack in the middle of the hall.

This crack does not know how deep, the black hole, the chilly gas, is rising from this crack.

After the memory of the party was forcibly read and then rejected by the five-color altar, some of the cracks existed, but it seemed to suddenly feel a strong interest, the breath suddenly released, crazy suffocating, even at a moment, pressed The breath of the five swordsmen released, so that the square was not bombed, but looked at the back of the altar with shock.

"Hey..."

With a magic filled with evil spirits, a sword slowly flew up in the crack...

It is a black sword. It is three times longer than the ordinary long sword. It is three times larger. The sword is covered with dark red blood. It seems that after killing the enemy, it has not been timely. Cleaning the blade, so that blood stains remain on the sword. As time goes by, it turns into a kind of blood rust, spotted spots, covered on the blade, faint, but formed a shape of a magic mountain.

The evil spirits were released from the sword. From the time of the flight, its breath has locked in the square.

"Well, there is still a sword to see you, not to lead the sword tire?"

Jin Wu looked at it and shouted with joy.

It is also considered to be well-informed. When the square was rejected by the five-colored swordsman, it was seen that there was a clue, but I did not expect that within this five-color altar, there was still a sword-fighting, and that it looked at its evil atmosphere. It does not seem to be under the five-color sword.

At this time, the black sword tire has clearly revealed the willingness to merge with the square line. Just let go of the shackles and let the gods pull, then you can pull the sword tire into the body, but he does not know what to ponder, look at the five colors. The sword tire, look at the black sword tire, then look at the five-color sword tire, and look at the black sword tire... the brow wrinkles more and more tight, but never pulled the black sword tire.

Jin Wujiu can't do it. He shouted at the side: "I still wait for it, this is a big chance for the mysterious domain to count..."

Fang Xing sighed and said: "That is too ugly to break the sword..."

Jin Wu heard the words, suddenly speechless, almost fell over.

It is the black sword, it seems to be able to understand the words of the party, squeaking, it seems like a big anger, a bang, suppression of the void, even directly from the five altars, rushed to the side, However, he was shocked by the square line. He screamed and ran away. However, the speed of the black sword was almost as fast as it was in the blink of an eye, and it had already rushed to the side of the square, and a black light appeared.

I couldn’t help but respond to it. The black light had already fallen into his eyebrows, and the news was gone.

And the black sword, obliquely inserted in front of the side of the line, the body of the sword trembled...

This rabbit has fallen, but it has stunned the party. After a while, I realized what happened. (To be continued...) i1292