Chapter 643: Holy Son Chiqiu

The blue fog area, the Qianzhang altar, the mutation has lasted for nearly ten days.

The entire Azure State was in a shock, and the Qingxuan Holy Land was actively preparing for a way to deal with it.

In the abyss, an electric snake rose from the ground, colorful, like a divine whip.

A thief-headed figure hid in the mist, observing the electric snake from afar.

In the other direction, a white tiger quietly appeared, and a person was sitting on the back of the tiger, unable to see his face clearly, and he was also staring at the colorful electric snake.

At the entrance, a group of people came in a hurry, stepping on the golden light, the momentum was soaring, and the person at the head was dressed in snow white, with a red belt tied around his waist, looking extremely enchanting.

It was a handsome young man, in his twenties, with a jade face like a crown, a bit of arrogance between his eyebrows, and a waning moon reflected in his left eye.

The young man was followed by four personal bodyguards, as well as a sixty-year-old man.

"Holy Son, don't worry, this place is a little weird. ”

The sixty-year-old man reminded softly that he was the protector of the Holy Son, named Ge Yishan.

"The guy who didn't have the green scales is now in the Hell Valley of the Heavenly Xuan Sect, delusionally trying to enter the heart of the holy mountain, and he will overpower me in credit. It's a pity that he was unlucky, and after tossing for so long, he didn't make any substantial progress, but ignored the opportunity in the abyss. ”

Chi Qiu sneered, he was also one of the three major holy son candidates of the Qingxuan Holy Land, and he had always been very dissatisfied with Qing Scale.

The two sides are in a competitive position, and whoever can win will be able to obtain the future inheritance power of the Qingxuan Holy Land.

This time, there was an abnormal change in the Qianzhang Altar, which might trigger the invasion of the Nanban Continent, so the Qingxuan Holy Land was actively responding, and Chiqiu had the opportunity to come to the Tianxuan Mountain Range.

In the mist, a colorful electric snake twisted and swayed, a phanthropic shadow that originated from a broken bowl.

The abyss is strange and contains many opportunities.

The previous Wuzun Stone Hall has been destroyed, and the masters of various factions have withdrawn from this place, but they don't want to have another creation here.

A silent figure approached the area where the electric snake was, and soon saw the situation there.

An ancient ruins with a view of the collapsed palace.

Beneath the broken eaves of the eaves, runes bent and twisted, forming an electric snake, indicating that there was another opportunity here.

Chiqiu came from the direction of the entrance, and on the other side, the white tiger leaped, crossed a hundred zhang, and came to the ruins.

A tall figure wearing a mask and a pair of sharp eyes stared at the electric snake, scanning the ruins.

Suddenly, a slippery figure rushed out, and a runic light shot out from his palm, blasting towards the ruins, and pieces of rubble spread, revealing the broken bowl that had been yellow.

"Little ghost, this is not the place for you, get out. ”

On the back of the white tiger, the sleeves of the tall figure danced, the entire void exploded, the rubble suddenly turned to ashes, and an illusory big hand appeared, grabbing towards the broken bowl.

The slippery figure shot out diagonally, and a curse came out of his mouth.

"Where did the old thing come from, dare to grab treasures from the Taoist master. ”

With a flick of the braid, the little turtle hit its back with a crisp sound.

This slippery figure turned out to be Dao Shengyi, who had disappeared for a long time, and he actually came back.

With his left hand, he pinched a Dao trick, and with his right hand, he probed into the air, and a piece of rune paper flew out, burning in the wind, turning into a giant light knife, and slashing towards the white tiger.

This is a rune forbidden weapon, which is a disposable, but very powerful.

The mist dispersed, the light knife fell, and the entire abyss roared, triggering the roar of the master of the Qingxuan Holy Land.

Chiqiu is determined to win the electric snake, how can he allow others to run away?

The master of the white tiger has a wonderful technique, and he turned around and disappeared in the middle of the fog.

Dao Sheng scolded and chased after him, followed by the Holy Son Chiqiu, and the three parties ran in the abyss.

It's a strange fog here, and it's very interfering with the detection waves.

In order to snatch back the broken bowl, Chiqiu came down and the people around him went down to investigate.

As a result, the six of them quickly dispersed, and even the protector Ge Yishan didn't know where to run.

Perhaps it was luck that Chiqiu finally caught up with the white tiger master, and a quagmire appeared in front of him.

The white tiger stopped at the edge of the quagmire, his eyes nervously looking at a white bone in the quagmire, and let out a low roar from his mouth.

Dao Sheng stood a few feet away, looking at the quagmire with an uncertain expression, and his face also showed panic.

The Holy Son Chiqiu has always been proud, but he is not stupid, he sensed that the situation was not good, and his eyes fell on the quagmire.

This quagmire is not big, five zhang long, three zhang wide, the black mud is very deep, and the surface water depth is about two inches.

In this quagmire, half of the bones were exposed, the face had long since decomposed, but there was still some flesh remaining, the left eye was hollow, and the right eye showed an eyeball.

The flesh under his neck was all corrupted, and the white bones of Sensen looked terrifying.

The corpse was lying in the mire, his right eye was looking at this side, and the Holy Son Chiqiu, the White Tiger Master, and Dao Sheng were all in his sight.

The weirdest thing was that the eyeball was actually turning, releasing an icy chill that made all three of them feel terrified.

On the surface of the quagmire, whirlpools appeared, and black lotuses appeared in them, as if they were real and illusory, setting off the extraordinary bones of the corpse.

The white tiger was frightened and slowly retreated.

The fog was raging all around, and there was a faint sound of roaring.

Dao Sheng's face turned pale and muttered, "What a hell." Which immoral guy left this quagmire behind?"

Chiqiu's sword eyebrows tightened, he was a candidate for the Holy Son of the Qingxuan Holy Land, and he was the Tianjiao Demon of the top power in the Azure Prefecture, so he was naturally knowledgeable, and he could see the terrible part of the quagmire at a glance.

"Corpse Pool! Who woke it up, could it be the Qianzhang Altar?"

Chiqiu's guess was very accurate, this corpse was indeed awakened by the mutation of the Qianzhang Altar, and sensed the fluctuation of the breath of the Nanban Continent.

The abyss was not far from the altar, and the Poor Qi was hanging high in the sky, and the blue lightning that hung down continued to bombard Xuefeng Mountain, which naturally caused a certain impact.

The White Tiger Master glanced at Chi Qiu and said softly: "This is the burial ground of the saints, and most of the people buried are Shinto masters. ”

Dao Sheng scolded: "You know a fart, this is a place to raise corpses, these sludges are made of the flesh and blood of saints, and they can not rot for ten thousand years." You give me back the broken bowl, and I'll tell you more. ”

The White Tiger Master glanced at Dao Sheng for a few moments and sneered, "I'm not interested in raising corpses. ”

Chiqiu asked, "Who are you, why are you wearing a mask and don't dare to show your true face?"

The owner of the white tiger said: "I am just a stranger to you, you don't have to care about my origin. ”

"If you don't want to say it, it's okay, leave the broken bowl behind, and I'll let you go, or I'll send you down to the quagmire and let you be with him." ”

The Holy Son Chiqiu was very arrogant, and he didn't take the White Tiger Master in his eyes at all.

"A broken bowl saint son can also see it, so he is not afraid of being ridiculed by others?"

Chiqiu snorted: "Whoever dares to laugh at me will be beheaded!"

Dao Sheng praised it: "Awesome, you are amazing." Kill him quickly. Don't save me face. ”

The white tiger master was displeased: "Get out immediately, otherwise your life will be in jeopardy." ”