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Under the blood-colored sun, in the desolate and decaying ancient battlefield, such a spectacular scene is really shocking, as if the end has collapsed.

Han Xiao quickly pinched a trick, quickly took out the "Star Sucking Stone" from the Evil Dragon Burning Sky Wheel, and threw it into the air with force.

At the beginning of the Nine Veins Villa, Han Xiao relied on this star-absorbing stone to not only absorb the Ghost King Sword, but also the Supreme Ghost King Sword, which had an extremely domineering attraction to all metals.

At the moment when the Star Absorbing Stone was thrown, even the silence in Han Xiao's hand was "buzzing" and trembling, as if it was about to come out of his hand.

In an instant, all the flying swords in the air changed direction, and all of them shot towards the star-absorbing stone.

Han Xiao was proud for a while, and was waiting to look up to the sky and smile, but he didn't expect that the power of the Star Absorbing Stone also had a limit. In an instant, it was wrapped in a huge sphere by countless swords, almost three feet in diameter. However, the surrounding rusty swords were still rapidly converging. Like a moth to a fire, tireless.

Just imagine, the swords of the entire battlefield flew together, and the number was so huge, how could a single star-absorbing stone be able to control it?

Han Xiao finally changed color in shock, and found that the star-absorbing stone could no longer absorb other flying swords, so he let out a loud shout, put away the star-absorbing stone, turned his head and ran away.

The ghost king sword in all directions was still shooting at great speed, Han Xiao pulled out the sword rain in front of him with his sword, urging the fire of the evil dragon, and in the sword shadow in the sky, he killed a bloody path, and scolded in his heart: "Special mother! If you let Young Master Ben know who laid the ghost king sword formation here, Lao Tzu will have to dig his ancestral grave!"

Bell!

Where did those ghost king swords know Han Xiao's anger, and they shot out with a brush, and the momentum sank, and each sword shook Han Xiao's mouth numb.

Fortunately, Han Xiao wrapped the Burning Silence Sword Blade with the fire of the evil dragon, so every time Han Xiao slashed out a sword, the domineering fire of the evil dragon entwined up, and with a large area of the Ghost King Sword around him, all of them emitted bursts of green smoke, and the yin qi inside was incinerated and lost his spirituality.

And at this time, most of the surrounding Ghost King Swords were subdued by the Star Absorbing Stone, so the Ghost King Swords that came after were not as dense as they were just now. Otherwise, even if Han Xiao had eight arms, he would not be able to resist the swarming sword rain.

"Hoo ......"

Han Xiao gasped for breath as he rushed wildly, and behind him, he was followed closely by countless arrows, as long as he was half a step slower, he would be surrounded by a heavy circle.

Poor Han Xiao was still seriously injured, first he was severely injured by Yang Xu with a "Qiankun One Sword", and then when he entered the place of burial gods, he almost broke his whole body with a crushed fracture, and before he could catch his breath, he encountered such a "mighty" Ghost King Sword Formation, if he was an ordinary person, he would have already stabbed the Ghost King Sword into the hornet's nest.

"Boom!"

Under the full infusion of the evil dragon's fire, the Burning Silence Sword had already turned into a flaming giant sword more than ten zhang long, and every time the sword was swung, it would burn a large area of the Ghost King Sword, but the sword rain in the sky was still like a rainstorm pear blossom, chasing Han Xiao and shooting continuously.

With black arrows, he climbed over the dunes and over the valleys.

Han Xiao fled, swinging his sword to block the sword rain in front of him. But behind him, there were more and more ghost king swords, as if the whole world was full of boundless sword shadows.

While running, Han Xiao estimated his current position again, and estimated that he had stepped into the center of the "Broken Blade Void Realm". If you want to escape to the next "immortal array", you need to run for at least half an hour or so.

However, there were more and more ghost king swords in front of him, and at this moment, he already felt that his right arm was completely numb, half of his body was trembling, and even the fire of the evil dragon had become much weaker.

The blade of the Burning Silence Sword has been shortened by less than three zhang, and the blade is mottled and full of cracks, and it seems that it will be completely cut off at any time.

No wonder it is said that in the place of burial of the gods, there is no life in ten deaths, and Han Xiao finally saw the horror of it this time.

Seeing that he was about to be powerless to resist, at this moment, Han Xiao climbed over a sand dune, and those ghost king swords behind him suddenly all stopped.

Han Xiao was stunned for a moment, and when he looked back, he saw that all the flying swords were quietly hanging in the air, as if they were afraid of something.

Han Xiao's pupils shrank, although he felt that something was wrong, but he would never be allowed to turn back at this time.

He cautiously continued to walk forward, and had just landed on a sand dune when he suddenly shook his whole body......

Ahead, there was a vast basin. To Han Xiao's surprise, there was a large army of black pressure standing below.

Han Xiao really didn't expect that there would be humans here, and there were tens of thousands of soldiers, which was really a bit weird.

Han Xiao hesitated for a while, looked back at his back, and wanted to make a detour. But it was too late, and there was no other way to go but ahead.

It's a strange feeling, it's like a three-dimensional space, and suddenly it becomes a two-dimensional space, either looking back or moving forward, and there is no left and right.

Han Xiao gritted his teeth, turned his heart sideways, and strode directly down the sand dune, walking towards the army in the distance.

It is strange to say that tens of thousands of soldiers did not make a sound and did not move, like statues.

In a moment, Han Xiao had already walked close to them, and after a distance of twenty zhang, he didn't dare to continue to move forward, and directly opened the Evil Dragon's Vision, and the power of divine consciousness spread with Han Xiao as the center.

What shocked Han Xiao was that this "army" had no breath of life at all, and it seemed that all of them had become "iron men" like the "corpses" he had seen in that barren ancient city before.

"This!"

Han Xiao's pupils shrank suddenly, and he couldn't help but gasp.

The place where the gods are buried, the legend is the battlefield of the gods and demons, these "iron men", are they the army of the gods and demons, all of them are metalized by powerful immortal arts. In Han Xiao's heart, he guessed so.

Han Xiao cautiously walked over and stopped in front of a soldier. When I looked up, I realized that they were all made of metal. The iron-blue face, the unmoving ends of the hair, are almost indistinguishable from the statue.

These iron men, neatly lined up, sabre-rattling, metalized bodies, exuding a metallic luster, and there is even a strange glow in the eyeballs.

But when he turned his head to look at the left and right, he saw a piece of black pressing, and exclaimed, "Good ...... There are 100,000 statues, which is definitely a big deal. ”

In Chinese history, there was once an emperor called "Qin Shi Huang", who was once buried with terracotta warriors and horses.

Seeing these neatly lined iron men, Han Xiao couldn't help but have a strange thought, perhaps, there is also an incomparably powerful emperor buried here.

"Gollum. Han Xiao swallowed his saliva, if it weren't for the danger in the place where the gods were buried, he would have wanted to see if there was an imperial tomb buried here.

But right now, Han Xiao didn't have the heart to visit the tomb, he just wanted to leave this ghost place as soon as possible.

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