Legend of the Swordking Chapter 500: Ancestors
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“It…is here again!”
There was a stir in the crowd, and many spectators retreated involuntarily. It seems that many people have already seen the horror of this willpower’s crazy killing.
The stars are like a fight, and the descendants of the desolate ancient temple shouted loudly, forcibly blasting the star fighting technique into the white brilliance in the void.
“Boom~~~”
The space creases fiercely, and the sword intent seems to pass through the Star Fighting technique like a ripple. It is more like a certain rule that is not affected by external forces, and directly slashes at the neck of the descendant of the desolate ancient temple.
“Hey!”
The descendants of the desolate ancient temple retreat quickly, with shocked expressions on their faces, and there is an extra golden talisman in their hands, snorting, strands of thunder and lightning are wrapped around the body, no matter how the willpower is to kill, they can’t make it. Up.
“Huh…”
In the void, a low, cold snort made the soul tremble, and then a fuzzy figure slowly condensed in the void. It was the image of a white old man, holding a war blade densely covered with blood runes. , A pair of slightly hollow eyes looked at everyone, the voice was not loud, but it was strong, and said: “The time to drink blood has come, the ghosts return, the time for revenge has come!”
“Jie Jie…Jie Jie…”
There was a low whistle in the ancient mountain, and ghosts appeared one by one, all of the will of the souls who had died for many years. Some held war swords, some held spears, and some held battle axes, but most of them The fierce souls are all mutilated, some arms are lost, some legs are lost, some are split in the middle, and some even their heads are split into pieces, each swaying in the wind, making a fierce roar .
“What the **** are these…?!”
A strong star in the Luoshen River Region gritted his teeth and said: “Be careful, everyone.”
In the air, more and more ghosts appeared in the air, eventually reaching more than a dozen, one by one, the horror aura disappeared. Among them, the old man holding the **** rune warblade even faintly released the power of the human king state, with a pair of eyes Faint vicissitudes, looking at the evil souls, said: “I have been hunted for many years before my death, the kings of the Dragon Spirit Empire deceived people too much, today… is when I wait for revenge, slaughter the descendants of spiritual cultivation, kill, enjoy this This is a feast of killing for those of us dead!”
The scarlet sword in his hand rises high.
At this moment, someone in Yunguo Fuxiu seemed to recognize it, and his voice shuddered: “That’s…Blood Blade God Yang? Oh my god…this will belongs to the first generation Yunhuang of Yunguo—— 6 feathers?”
“Jiejie…”
The ghosts roar endlessly, more than a dozen evil spirits slammed and screamed at the surrounding spiritual practitioners for a while. Many spiritual practitioners wanted to resist, but wherever they can resist, the weapons of the evil spirits seem to be able to Separate the physical objects and directly kill the flesh, so that at least ten spiritual experts were killed during the three breaths, and a puff of blood fluttered in the air, which was unspeakably tragic.
With the help of Fulu, the descendant of the Desolate Ancient Temple disappeared without a trace in an instant, even he was unwilling to face these tyrannical death lives.
In the first generation of Emperor Yun, the evil spirits of 6 feathers looked at me coldly, and said: “Boy, there is an extremely disgusting breath of blood flowing in your body? I must be killed today? You!”
“Bu Yixuan, be careful!” The two Xingyu powerhouses in the Luoshen River Region were both entangled in the will of the fierce soul, unable to help.
Mo Li and Tong Zhuo held a weapon in their hands, guarded behind me, and said, “Let’s go together?”
“No, step back.”
My sense of breath in the sword heart of all things is clearer. The strength of the first-generation Yunhuang is definitely not what we can resist at present. If one is not careful, he will be killed directly, and death is too worthless.
In Bingzhu Mountain, the breath of Nvshan also became irritable, saying: “Return to the altar, I will resist a blow for you, and then use that ruined altar to inscribe the rune formation, and I will lay a slightly simple talisman. Array, I can withstand his attacks a few times, but then it depends on your fate.”
I retire in a hurry.
In the air, 6 feathers holding **** rune blades, roared open the sky, a ray of **** sword aura was more than ten times more powerful than the previous fierce soul will, and it was chopped down alive, with a terrifying aura, to be destroyed Everything.
“哧……”
The pressure of the sword intent that came, cut a small cut directly in my chest without touching it, and the blood flow continued.
At the moment when the sword intent was about to be suppressed, Bingzhushan trembled, a ray of holiness surged, and then the white light filled the world, and the female mountain appeared, still so holy and inviolable, graceful* *Under the long skirt, there is a peerless look, a thin sword in his hand is raised, and the “keng” collides with the sword of 6 feathers, suddenly the world fades, the space buzzes, and the boundary wall is almost shocked by this blow Broken.
With a single blow, Nvshan’s breath immediately reduced a lot.
Six feathers stood tall on the sky, with empty eyes: “What kind of evildoer are you? You can actually block my blow. No matter who you are, anyone who dares to stop my Yun Clan will die!”
“Patter…”
I fell back on the altar, panting. Although Nvshan blocked the blow of 6 feathers, four or five wounds still appeared on my body. They were terrible and blood was flowing.
In the air, not only the descendants of the desolate ancient temple, but even the descendants of Wu Shengge, Mu Lingyu, and Li Chenghao of the Daluo Jianyu who secretly observed, they all stepped back one by one, and no one wanted to be in trouble.
On the contrary, the cultivators of Yunguo became excited one after another, all blushing.
“Your Majesty the First Generation, please kill all these spiritual villains, they dare to take good fortune with my Yun Clan, it’s just looking for death!”
“Your Majesty of the first generation, the mighty power of the world, protect my line of the Yun family, and last forever!”
“Great, my Yun Clan will never die!”
“How about Bu Yixuan’s peerless Tianzong, how many times can he resist the power of his Majesty the first generation?”
……
In the space bone ring, wisps of divine power were released, and Nushan arbitrarily controlled my inventory. In a blink of an eye, I used the inscribed rune sacrifices remaining on the altar to refine a very simple rune formation, although it is very simple , But it seems to have the appearance of divine power fluctuations, after all, it is arranged by Nvshan, even if it is simple, it is destined to be extraordinary.
At this moment, a ghost appeared again behind me, floating in the air, with rotten eye sockets and hollow eyes, holding a rusty short staff, floating over, and muttering: “Blood… …Blood…”
I gritted my teeth and looked at the six fierce souls that dominate the sky in the air, and couldn’t help but say: “Grandpa Li Gui, don’t make trouble at this time. The powerful enemy has come, and I am about to die. Are you scaring me?” /
He still floated towards me, standing beside me, his eyes were extremely hollow: “Mai…Mai…”
Mo Li and Tong Zhuo were shocked: “Who are you talking to?”
At this moment, a figure appeared in the sky, and the seven-fold powerful sea of talisman revolved above his head. It was Ruan Tianyang, one of the four sons. His eyes were cold and he seemed to understand everything. He respectfully said to the six evil spirits: “Your Majesty, the junior is Ruan Tianyang, one of the four sons of the Yunhuang Mansion generation!”
Six Yu glanced at him faintly, and said: “Watching by the side, after I cut these spiritual practices, I will point you to one or two.”
Ruan Tianyang was very excited: “Much…Thank you, Your Majesty!”
……
“Will not die, when will we wait?”
Six feathers roared low, their roars shook the mountains and rivers, the blood-colored swords waved out of monstrous runes, and a sword fell across the sky, with great aura, as if wanting to destroy this ancient temple together with me.
“When~~~”
The battle blade blasted on the dazzling rune formation, and there was a loud noise. With only one blow, the rune formation began to crack, and it would not be too far to completely collapse.
Nv Shan frowned: “Oh… the strength of the first Yunhuang is far better than me, but unfortunately I didn’t reshape the spirit body… Boy Bu, you can go with peace of mind, if you have the opportunity, wait for me to reconstitute my body. After that, I will find a way to collect your soul and resurrect you by resurrection.”
“Borrowing a corpse to return the soul…” My heart trembled slightly: “Is it serious enough to this point?”
“Well, I can’t stop him.”
The second sword of the first emperor Yun, with runes overwhelming the sky.
The symbolic array collapsed, and I suddenly raised my arms and raised the ancient bell. Now I can only rely on the strong defensive power of this ancient bell to withstand the powerful offensive of the first emperor Yun!
“When~~~”
The bell rang, the scriptures on the ancient bell turned, and the ancient spiritual gold was so strong that it blocked the blow, but the fluctuating vigor directly broke my mouth. The first Yunhuang was obviously a The strongest swordsman, strands of sword intent fell all the way, “pupupupu” left dozens of scars on my legs, blood flowed across, even through the broken boots, flowing to the remnant formation under my feet. in.
“Om!”
A ray of golden light burst, and this dilapidated ancient formation under my feet suddenly lit up. With the naked eye, I could see that my blood was flowing along the inscription pattern that was annihilated by the years, and half of the rune formation was lit up in a blink of an eye.
At the same time, there is a strong resonance in the blood!
What is going on here?
When I turned around to look, I was even more shocked and my heart trembled. I saw Grandpa Ghost, who had been with me for many days, actually stood on top of my blood, and strands of golden blood began to spread along the short stick, like Strands of spirit vines full of vitality spread and entangled his body. The original hollow eyes began to restore a little charm, and the blood-stained scepter also shook, the divine might swayed and the rust on the surface peeled off. Revealing the terrifying edge below!
“I seem to understand something.” Nu Shan said quietly.
I was shocked, and I also understood some things. This ghost grandpa has been with me for so many days, and his words are intermittent, but if connected, the first word is blood, the second word is pulse, and the third The first word is open, and the fourth word is wind. When connected, it is “Bloodline Kaifeng”. He has always wanted to ask for my blood to open the front for his Divine Sword.
And, why is it my blood?
The kind of strong resonance makes the soul tremble even more. Looking at the embarrassed and decayed ghost in front of me, it is because my bloodline has gradually recovered a bit of expression, even in his eyes. After reading a little bit of love, I finally realized something.
……
A simple and simple short staff, now it has become a magical sword!
His body has also recovered a lot of charm due to the nourishment of the vitality in the blood. The long drape is loose, the clothes are fluttering, and there is a fairy style and bones. His eyes looked at me straight and said: “Child , Don’t you understand? My name is Bu Tianlan, and I died here eight thousand years ago.”
I trembled: “Ancestor?”
“Well, good boy.”
The ancestor holding the fairy sword, turned to look at the 6 feathers in the air, and suddenly raised the fairy sword to point at the first generation Yunhuang, his dull voice was quite shocking: “Old ghost, don’t be rampant, the spiritual world must not be bullied! “