Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4823: Huangquan Road
At the same time, the ground was collapsing and began to crack.
Jan Wushuang and others who are chasing also stopped and looked forward.
Among the countless fairy tombs, the one in the center of the eyes is several times larger than the ordinary fairy tombs, as if several **** peaks are stacked together, revealing unpredictable oppression.
Meng Tapir was planted in front of this fairy tomb.
At this moment, along with the collapse of the ground, the fairy tomb began to crack, and apparently it was about to collapse.
"Hurry up!" Zhao Ting was already extremely nervous.
Looking at this unpredictable scene, Jian Wushuang did not want to be suspected, even if he had to escape.
"I'm afraid I can't go away." Di Qingsheng sighed, and then looked behind him.
I saw the originally silent fairy tombs cracked one after another, and a fairy bone that had no consciousness came out of the tomb, and the unsteady soaring to the void, blocked the path of several of them.
"How is it possible." Looking at this scene, Jian Wushuang was a little unbelievable.
The owners of these immortal bones have long been unable to die anymore before they died many years ago. Both the immortal source and the immortal body have dissipated and do not have the conditions for recovery.
Even if they were guarding the six-crow emperor's heaven, the fairy bones of the three Daxian immortals were also allowed to continue to be guarded by a certain obsession.
But right now, these fairy bones, who are still in the fairy tomb, are all recovering, and they are surrounded by layers, no less than thousands of people.
"Only kill it." Jian Wushuang said in a deep voice, an invisible long sword had condensed in his hands.
Diqing is also ready to respond, and a pair of golden eyes are beginning to surge.
Zhao Ting sighed and pulled out a slender straight knife from his waist to prepare for the response.
More and more fairy bones are crawling out of the fairy tomb. They are unconscious but all come together.
Jianwu Shuangshuang no longer hesitated, a sword came out horizontally, the unmatched sword burst into the fairy bone directly.
Jianyi pushed flatly, and immediately cleared a large area.
There is no fairy source at all, and the fairy bones without consciousness can easily cause damage.
"Infinite Quantity!" Di Qing also drank with a deep voice, and a black urchin appeared from behind his back, and then ran into the face of a mountain-like fairy bone.
The North Celestial Territory is trembling, countless fairy tombs have been damaged, and the fairy bones have fallen into the ground like rain.
However, this is just the beginning.
The largest immortal tomb in the center is finally broken, and thousands of treasures emerge from the tomb, stirring up the sky.
A figure as high as several feet, wearing a ragged robe, walked out of the fairy tomb.
There is a whisk behind his back, and a thin sword in the palm of his thin, black hand holds a real sword.
His cheeks were rotten, and his ruined and pale skin could reveal the bones inside.
His eyes are shrivelled and equally gray, with no breath at all.
Every sign indicates that this old Taoist carrying the dust and holding the Baoguang True Sword has already disappeared.
One-step ancestral power realm Tianmen, cleared hundreds of fairy bones in front of him, Jian Wushuang looked dignified at the figure walking out of the fairy tomb.
The old-fashioned figure gives him an extremely dangerous atmosphere. He can naturally detect the dead energy that flows around the old-fashioned body, but the more so, the more vigilant he must be.
Once you have the obsession, even if you become a bone, it is quite terrible, and this old way of knowing how many years the body has disappeared is definitely several times stronger than the guardian bone in front of the Six Raven Emperor's Heavenly Court.
Di Qing’s eyes were also dignified, because he also sensed a dangerous breath.
The northern chaos that was chaotic as the battlefield suddenly died for a moment, and everyone looked forward.
The old man who carried the dust and took the Baoguang True Sword took a step forward, and then reached out to remove the dust behind.
The voice of the old man echoed resoundingly, "I walked out of Huang Quan, perturbed the flag and summoned the old ministry to wipe out all enemies in front of me!"
He said, waving his hands to whisk the dust, and the whole North Sky was again disturbed.
Flicking dust seems to have a magic sound, swaying to every fairy tomb.
At this moment, the originally crushed and crushed fairy bone slowly creeped and re-condensed, and at the same time, thousands of fairy tombs cracked, and a fairy bone came out.
Five thousand immortal bones, five thousand immortal bones that belonged to Yan Xian during their lifetime, even though they were dead, they still carried an unparalleled trend.
Lao Dao holds a real sword with dust and light, his shriveled and gray eyes are gradually filled with scarlet scarlet.
"Jian Feng pointed out that my old Ministry will be suppressed!"
He pointed his sword forward, and the sharp blade pointed at Jian Wushuang and others.
In an instant, the immortal bones, which were originally unconscious, seem to have some kind of induction, all like floods, surrounded from all sides.
Jian Wushuang rises from the sword and directly uses the first form of Xinghe Lake and the sword, Xing.
Jianyi cut straight forward, with an unparalleled trend of violently shattering the fairy bones, and at the same time, the sword-inspired pillar completely exploded, almost clearing an area in an instant.
Yiqing is not weak at all. It belongs to the strength of Jiuzhu Dayanxian. On the collision of the fairy bones, it is almost as easy as dying. His strength has reached the apex.
When the two joined forces, all the fairy bones could not step forward, let alone close.
After seeing this scene in the distance, the scarlet eyes moved slightly, and he waved the dust again.
With the waving of the dust, countless broken fairy bones began to re-coagulate, they are mixed together, and gradually condensed a thousand-mile fairy bone formation!
The magic circle has already formed, and it has wrapped Jian Wushuang and others in it.
Countless lordless forces, violent and disordered, rise from the fairy bone formation, as if they were huge white bone palms, constantly pulling them.
Jian Wushuang has a crisis in his heart. He doesn't want to cut a sword above the magic circle under him.
However, there is no unfavorable sword intention, but it is like a mud bull entering the sea, silently.
The more immortal bones are swallowed, the stronger the immortal bone formation is.
At the same time, the old man holding the real dust sword and Baoguang sword appeared in front of the circle, and then he held up the real sword with enthusiasm and suddenly stabbed into the circle.
This sword went straight to the Qing Dynasty.
His golden eyes are solemn, and then he resists.
"Om!"
A Hong Zhongdalu like Shen Shengche, with a clear step back, at the same time Jian Wushuang also shot, he relayed, invisible palm in front of the real sword, in order to resolve the terrible sword!
The two swords are opposed to each other, and half of the sword intention has been offset by Yiqing.
Silent bones fall into silence.
Yi Qing’s right palm retreated slightly, and he saw that between the right palm he resisted, it was already bloody!