The Sword Dynasty

The blood of the cyan dragon is flowing on the branches of this giant tree. However, somehow, the blood that should have been fresh has become a kind of crystal-like colloid, giving an unusually dangerous feeling.

"Li Xixing, Ding Ning..."

Hu Jingjing’s teeth suddenly fought and the voice trembled.

Her eyes fell on the ground not far from her body.

Following her gaze, Ding Ning slightly frowned, and soon found out why she reacted like this.

There is no such thing as a fiction on the flat stone in front, but there are tiny gaps that are hard to see with the naked eye. It seems that the whole ground is spliced ​​with pieces of boulder. However, the place where Hu Jingjing looks, but There is a piece of broken sag, and the crack that looks like a crack is very new. It should be caused by the powerful beasts that rushed into here.

The place where the depression is going is obviously square and square. It is a sly look, and some broken clothes and bones can be seen in the inside.

That is to say, the ground of the entire valley is not made of stone, but is made up of a stone sarcophagus.

Shen Xuan also frowned deeply.

Can it be said that these laid-out stone slabs are all the last ones who are self-sufficient here?

What is more shocking to him at the moment is that he does not feel any terrible breath.

In the purple-yellow tree in the line of sight, including these sarcophagi, he could not perceive any terrible breath, and even felt no violent fluctuations.

This makes the cyan dragon, which is comparable to the seven sects, as if they had dispersed all the power and then hanged on the big tree.

"What do you think?"

Shen Xuan turned to look at Ding Ning and asked.

Ding Ning did not answer his words, just whispered: "Let me think."

In his original expectation, since the Tianliang people used Li Xixing to force him to come here, it is natural to use him to break certain prohibitions on comprehension.

However, even he did not feel any ban at this time.

He didn't even feel any breath of blood.

"Be careful!"

His eyes stopped to talk about the purple jade tree, but at this moment, his heart rose sharply and shouted.

Shen Xuan suddenly changed color. At the same time, a sigh of sorrow came out from his mouth. The real yuan and the heaven and earth vitality in his body rushed out of his one-armed arm at a speed exceeding the limit of weekdays.

Only at this time, a horrible force has been sent from the giant jade tree to the front of them.

laugh!

This force is extremely sharp, completely like a sword, but the vitality of the entire valley is violently swaying, just like the whole world is full of wind and rain with the emergence of this force, the most important thing is that This power is like the wind and rain of the whole world, and it stabbed them in front of them.

A muffled sound.

Shen Xuan’s arm stretched out and still kept the sword out. The scream in his mouth had not stopped, but the whole body was completely unbearable and flew backwards, squatting on the wall behind him. Arouse a circle of smoke and smoke, a blood has poured out of his mouth.

Hu Jingjing clasped the sword, but the whole body was so stiff that it was too hard to get out of the sword.

It is hard for her to imagine the power from the giant tree. It was only a blow, and she directly suffered such a powerful practitioner as Shen Xuan.

"what is that!"

In the next moment, she was amazed and exclaimed.

The purple jade-like giant tree seems to be scrolled by the wind and rain of the heavens and the earth, slightly deflecting the direction, such as a person slightly twisting the body, facing their place.

In the tree, there is a person standing alone.

Ding quiet stood in the same place, but the brow wrinkled deeper.

It is a real person and looks like a middle-aged man with a long body.

He stood on a root of the giant tree exposed on the ground. The clothes on his body were even nearly complete. It was a gorgeous robes made of several different colors of fur.

The skin that is exposed on the outside looks very soft and even translucent. You can see that there is blood flowing in the blood inside. However, there is no anger in his body, and the eyes are pale and without the light. It is like a dead body.

The most terrifying thing is that he has grown a lot of soft whiskers on his body, connected to the purple jade tree behind him, and grew together.

These flesh must be like an extension of the blood in his body, but it is purple.

Li Xixing took a deep breath and turned his head to look at Ding Ning.

Just as Hu Jingjing suddenly exclaimed, the figure apparently moved a little, and seemed to look up and look up.

Only in this eye, at this time, there is already a gas plane that falls on the mountain road above their heads.

On the mountain road, it was like a storm.

There is endless killing in it to kill.

Since the road to retreat is first removed, it means that this person may have his own consciousness.

Shen Xuan is embedded in the mountain wall. He is not in a hurry to do any movements. He just looks at Ding Ning from behind.

Ding Ning felt Li Xixing and Shen Xuan look to his own eyes, but he still has no expression, just quietly looking at the strange middle-aged man, whispered to himself: "What the **** are you?"

It is a sword to answer him.

The middle-aged man’s right hand was slightly lifted, and the index finger and the **** were referred to as swords.

The wind and the rain rose again and again, the blue dragonfly hanging on the tree flew up, the skin of the body and the flesh and blood fluttered like a cockroach, and the bones of the body fell down in a fraction of the time. There is only one white spine.

This spine became the sword of this middle-aged man.

The wind and rain that filled the heavens and the earth gathered in this spine and turned into an unparalleled sword meaning, such as a huge lightning bolt to four people such as Ding Ning.

Shen Xuan’s body jumped out of the mountain wall.

His body seemed to be suddenly empty, and a scarlet sword gas burned up, like a peach blossom that flew out of the 10,000 petals, and slammed into the sword light, and then at the next moment, his body slammed back behind him. Mountain wall.

A bang.

There were countless gravel splashes on the mountain behind him, and a circular deep pit was formed around him.

"Ding Ning!"

Looking at the hovering back in the air, it seems to fall in the middle of the man's hand in the dragon's spine, he made a sigh, squirting mist in the mouth and nose.

Anyone can feel his anger at this time, even Hu Jingjing and Li Xixing can be sure, if Ding Ning no longer responds, Shen Xuan will definitely escape for the first time.

"Follow me sword."

However, Ding Ning’s face was completely calmed down, and even the brow that had been squatting was loose. It seemed that he had been entangled in his problems, and then he just whispered out his sword.

Three whispers.

The last flower remnant sword was shocked in the middle of the earthquake. The three straight sword lights did not fall to the keel, but fell to the empty space above his head.

Both Hu Jingjing and Li Xixing cannot understand.

This is the most common "three talents" sword. One of the most common swords in Changling, the foundation swords of most of the students in the gymnasium after the introduction.

Shen Xuan couldn't understand it. However, as Ding Ning's three straight swords passed through the air, he perceived some changes in the strength of the heavens and the earth, and his eyes were full of amazing awns.

His one-armed arm swung forward again.

One sword three, three scarlet swords ran along the path left by Ding Ning's three swords, and went away.