Let's say that Han Xiao ran wildly in the snowfield, and his heart was full of thoughts. The future of the pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info is too dangerous, and he really has no certainty.

Therefore, it may be a good choice to leave Xiaobai behind. Perhaps, that ice dragon can also teach Xiaobai a lot of dragon immortal arts, and he won't have to worry about it in the future.

As for the "Phantom Mirror", if you can really get it smoothly, you may be able to give this thing to the ice dragon, not only in exchange for Xiaobai, but also in exchange for a way to get out of the place of burial.

After running for a long time, the sky gradually became gloomy, a cold wind blew, and the sky suddenly snowed with goose feathers.

The bitter cold wind swept the snowflakes and whistled across the earth, as if it were about to tear apart everything in the world.

At this time, on the snow-white earth, there was a figure like a meteor, cutting through the wind and snow, leaving a beautiful trajectory.

Han Xiao sprinted and cursed, "What kind of heavy snow is falling in this hellish place for no reason?" It must be the damn ice dragon's ghost!"

As he spoke, he marched forward bravely towards the white expanse.

I don't know how long I've been running, and I can't see the end in sight. Han Xiao was a little panicked in his heart: Could it be that he was lost? Otherwise, he would have entered the next immortal array a long time ago.

Just as he was in doubt, the space in front of him suddenly fluctuated, and Han Xiao was in ecstasy and strode over.

Seeing that his eyes were bright, the sun was shining, and the white snow had long disappeared, Han Xiao stopped and looked up, the sun above his head was hanging in the sky, looking extremely bright, sweeping away the haze just now.

In the direct sunlight, the scenery in the distance can be seen as far as the eye can see. However, Han Xiao's heart suddenly jumped, and it became heavy again.

I saw thousands of miles of Pingchuan, but there was no green at all. As far as the eye can see, there is a lifeless ruin.

It's like a fierce war. Some of the collapsed houses were covered with rusty swords.

The remnants of the streets are littered with arrows, knives and guns. This tragic scene made Han Xiao's mood become a little depressed.

Han Xiao silently recalled in his mind, and compared with the route given to him by the dragon, he knew that this should be a "Broken Blade Realm". Other than that, the dragon didn't say anything about the danger of this formation, let alone how to break it.

Han Xiao slowly drew out the Burning Silence Sword, looked around vigilantly, carefully moved his steps, and slowly walked into the ruins.

Clearly, it was once a bustling town. But now it has long been dilapidated, and only the streets of the past can be vaguely distinguished. Walking through the rows of houses, Han Xiao saw broken walls and broken tiles everywhere he looked. The surroundings were as quiet as a ghost realm, and only the rustling of their own footsteps could be heard.

Unexpectedly, Han Xiao had passed through the town unknowingly, and he did not encounter any danger. So, he followed the avenue again and walked to the suburbs.

After turning a corner, you will see an endless stretch of sand dunes in front of you. The sand dunes were also full of blades.

In addition to this, there were several corpses in the distance. Han Xiao's heart skipped a beat, thinking that this place was thousands of years old, even if it was a skeleton, it should have turned into dust at this moment.

With doubts, Han Xiao rose up, and after a few ups and downs, he had already landed next to the corpse.

Bending down to examine it carefully, I found that their faces were pitch black, and they were very stiff to the touch, which could be described as cold and piercing. Han Xiao knocked it with his long sword, and even made a sound of gold and iron "dangdang". After a closer look, I found that these corpses were actually made of dark iron, no wonder they could be preserved for a long time.

Han Xiao straightened up, not understanding how these "iron men" could appear on the battlefield. After thinking about it, he suddenly realized: "In myths and legends, there are petrified pupils that can petrify opponents, and these guys may have fallen into some similar immortal arts, so they have become iron men." ”

"Since this place is called the place of burial gods, these corpses may also be what the ice dragon said about 'Void Immortal Powerhouse'. Han Xiao raised his eyebrows and looked around, there was nothing special worth noting. So he shook his head, took a big stride, and continued towards the barren sand dunes.

As he was walking, there was a sudden rustling sound behind him. Han Xiao immediately turned around, but he didn't find anything wrong except for his own footprints. In desperation, he took a big step again and continued to move forward.

But this time he didn't take a few steps, and there was another rustling sound behind him. Han Xiao heard it clearly this time, this was definitely not his own footsteps. I wanted to turn back immediately, but after thinking about it, I simply pretended not to hear anything and still strode away.

Despite this, Han Xiao still felt a tingling in his back, and there was a feeling of a thorn in his back.

After walking for several more miles, the rustling behind him became louder and louder, which simply became a provocation. Han Xiao couldn't bear it anymore, turned his head suddenly, and couldn't help but gasp......

There was still no one behind him.

However, twenty zhang away, there were countless rusty long swords. Han Xiao's pupils shrank, and he said in shock: "This is ...... Ghost King Sword!"

You must know that Han Xiao walked all the way and didn't see such a magnificent rusty sword on the ground. But at this time, they are in front of them.

The so-called Ghost King Sword is caused by the failure of the sword-maker to forge and sacrifice the sword with his own flesh and blood. Therefore, these ghost king swords are all blood-devouring and crazy, and they are the most yin and evil things.

Han Xiao had also seen a lot of Ghost King Swords on the ruins of the Nine Veins Villa, and Han Xiao had also refined a lot of Ghost King Swords with the fire of the Evil Dragon, and now they were thrown in the Burning Sky Wheel, ready to take the time to refine them into his own Phantom Sword.

However, those ghost king swords he encountered before were sacrificed by the Nirvana powerhouse when they reached the sky, and in the land of the burial gods, I am afraid that they were sacrificed by the powerhouses of the Void Immortal level, and their power was absolutely incomparable.

Han Xiao took a deep breath and silently urged the evil dragon fire in his body, no matter how strong the Ghost King Sword was, it was essentially controlled by Yin Spirits, as long as those Yin Spirits were refined, these higher-grade Ghost King Swords could become their own refining materials.

However, will the immortal array in the land of the burial gods really be so easy to crack?

That's when #46; The Burning Sword in Ukn's hand suddenly trembled, as if sensing that danger was coming.

Sure enough, I saw that the large area of ghost king swords around me first "buzzed" and trembled, and then all of them rose into the air, and the tips of the swords were aimed at Han Xiao in unison, as if they were on the string, and the murderous aura was compelling.

Whew!

The endless ghost king sword, covering the sky and the sun, was densely packed, and Han Xiao's scalp was numb for a while.

Ten thousand swords flew together, and they heard the sound of "whoosh! whoosh!whoosh!" The sound of breaking through the sky rolled up an incomparably violent storm of sword qi, sweeping the heavens and the earth, and the earth cracked inch by inch, and the special yin qi of the Ghost King Sword condensed a hideous grimace, and as the blade flew out, Qi Qi wanted Han Xiao to pounce down.

"it!"

Han Xiao couldn't help but gasp, under such a powerful power, he unconsciously took a few steps back, and scolded: "Special mother, do you have to force Lao Tzu to make a trick?"

The surrounding flying swords suddenly made a large "buzzing" sound, as if this was a response to Han Xiao. After a moment's pause, they suddenly fired a salvo of arrows.