"Roar-" The black sword in Du Xuan's hand let out a dragon groan.

"Roar—" The sword in Hou Yong's hand responded.

"Ahh

Zhihai shook slightly, Luo Yu ignored it, and stared at the battle platform tightly, at this time, the black sword bloomed with blue light, and instantly spread over the battle platform, spreading around, powerful coercion, fierce momentum, directly overturned a crowd of people, a ghost crying wolf howl.

Seeing the blue light sweeping in, Luo Yu's face changed, and his body retreated violently, avoiding it from a distance.

"Ahh

Whoosh! The two black swords instantly rushed towards each other, and with a crisp sound, the two swords struck each other, and cracks appeared, and then shattered.

"Poof-" The two of them spurted blood at the same time, this was their natal sword, and the sword destroyed people and seriously injured them!

The black fragments scattered in all directions, and two pieces of green and blue were revealed in the two broken swords, one was like a sword body, three feet long and three inches wide; A piece like the tip of a sword, half a foot long, with a thin and sharp blade.

At this moment, the dragon's groan began again, and the two pieces of green and blue things turned into green dragons and went straight into the sky.

With a roar, the clouds dissipated, and the blue light shone brightly, revealing vitality.

The end of life is death, and the blue light in the sky implies the killing of the forest cold, and everyone avoids it, whether it is the crowd at the peak or the Yuanying monk on the rostrum, they dare not approach the green light.

Only the two of them did not move, and that was Du Xuan and Hou Yong on the ancient battle platform. Blood spilled from the corners of their mouths, and they looked up at the double dragons in the sky.

Shuanglong chased in the sky, sprinkled a piece of blue light, a moment later, Shuanglong head and tail, turned into a circle, at this time, the blue light suddenly exhausted, a dragon groan, but did not see the green dragon. I saw the green sword. The green sword without a handle swoops down.

At this moment, whether it is a profound Yuan Infant Cultivator or a Minor Monk who has just practiced Qi. They all know that this sword is a treasure. A magic weapon with a machine spirit is at least a low-grade treasure. And this sword may even be an immortal weapon.

Green light, everyone's eyes showed green light, and they swarmed towards the green sword. Naturally, the first to the forefront is the Yuanying monk who has cultivated to a high level.

Luo Yu stood in the air, looking at those Dao Bone Immortal Wind Yuanying Cultivators who were instantly gone, and pounced on Qingjian like a vicious wolf pounced, the corners of her mouth hooked up with a touch of mockery.

Greed blinds the eyes, even if it's an immortal weapon? It's not yours, it's useless to fly fast!

She saw a person suddenly turn into a black eagle, spread his wings and fly away, it was an eagle, and more people turned into Changhong, swooping away.

The green sword fell from a high altitude, the speed became faster and faster, and more than a dozen figures rushed towards the green sword, getting closer and closer to it, a spiritual light suddenly appeared, attacking the black eagle at the front.

Caught off guard, the black eagle was hit on the wings, and the speed suddenly slowed down, the black eagle was furious, turned his head and opened his mouth to spew out a black light, attacking an old man in a white robe.

Suddenly, the aura in the air was violent, full of colors, and a group of Yuanying monks started a scuffle, and some Jindan monks wanted to take advantage of the fire, but before they got close, they were hit by the aura from nowhere.

The Jindan monk was hit in the heart, and with a bang, his body shattered, shocking the figures of a group of people who wanted to fish in troubled waters, among these people were Jindan monks, there were also foundation building monks, and Luo Yu even saw that the Qi cultivation period monks were also rushing forward.

Are these people brainwashed by those legendary novels in the market, Yuanying Monk is in front, don't say that you can't grab the treasure, even if you are lucky enough to grab it, but can you keep it?

Luo Yu suddenly frowned, turned his head to look, and saw a red-clothed and white-veiled female cultivator rushing towards Qingjian, was the gaze that had just shot at him from this woman?

Another greedy man! Luo Yu shook his head and ignored it.

In the sky, the aura filled the sky, the battle escalated, the Yuanying monks were desperate, the middle and low-level monks swarmed up, the corpses fell one after another, and the blood rained down.

On the ancient battle platform, Du Xuan and Hou Yong sat cross-legged, their eyes closed, as if they were not aware of the battle in the sky, and they didn't seem to know that everyone was snatching the treasures that belonged to them.

The fall of the green sword was close at hand, and a black-clothed monk suddenly burst out and pounced on the green sword regardless of it.

It's close, it's close! The black-clothed monk's face was ecstatic, his eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand to hold it, and the green sword was about to arrive!

"Ahh The blue light bloomed, blood spurted, the palm of his hand broke, and the black-clothed monk screamed miserably, at this time, a spiritual light hit the back of his heart, and he dodged in a hurry, but sent his chest right under the black claw.

Stabbing-, the black claw plucked out his heart, and the black-clothed male cultivator opened his mouth before he could scream, several spiritual lights hit his body, and there were also mistakes that hit the black claws, of course, it may not be a mistake, but deliberately.

Before the heavy treasure, everyone was an enemy.

The flame of life was about to be extinguished, and the black-clothed monk opened his eyes and watched as everyone rushed towards the green sword, attacking each other and scrambling at the same time, with a sneer in his eyes, a sneer that was fixed forever.

The corpse fell, falling towards the ancient battle platform, and when it was only ten zhang away from the table, the corpse suddenly flew out diagonally, as if it was being bounced away by an invisible enchantment.

Luo Yu watched the corpse of the Yuanying monk bang and smashed on the ground, only three zhang away from the male cultivator of Yizhuji, but the male cultivator was a clever man, and immediately rushed to the corpse, took off the ring on his finger, turned around and rushed down the mountain.

This scene fell in the eyes of many people, the inheritance of the Yuanying Monk, even the Yuanying Monk was red-eyed, and it was actually obtained by the Yizhuji Monk, which is worth it?

A crowd of people swarmed after him.

The people who chased after him only saw that the male cultivator of Zhuji took off the storage ring, and Luo Yu who was nearby also saw a faint aura attached to the male cultivator's body.

The monk had escaped the pursuit of these men, and it was probably not him who survived.

People die for money, birds die for food!

With the lesson of the black-clothed monk, everyone did not reach out to grab the green sword, each showed his magic and used his own means, but the green sword was not affected at all, and fell straight down.

At this time, a red figure suddenly jumped out, jumped under the green sword, took out the shawl on his wrist and threw it at the green sword.

"Shaft dares!" The Yuanying above was furious, and a stream of spiritual light struck straight down.

The Yuanying monk was angry, its power can be imagined, and the colorful spiritual light smashed towards the red-clothed female cultivator in the Jindan period below like a torrential rain, and the shape was critical, and a piece of white yarn suddenly jumped to the top of the female cultivator's head, instantly becoming larger, and firmly protecting it.

The white yarn was the white yarn that this woman covered before, and it didn't want to be a treasure, and a golden lotus bloomed on it, blooming brightly, blocking all attacks.

Luo Yu looked at that charming face and frowned, who is she?

Do you know her yourself? Did you deal with Master before entering her meson space?

The thought flashed through her, and the battle above the platform immediately attracted all her attention.

Seeing that they couldn't help the Jindan female cultivator, Zhong Yuanying immediately changed his strategy and went all out to seize the green sword.

Shawls, Ding furnaces, dust, bowls, long whips and other magic weapons have attacked Qingjian, Qingjian seems to be annoyed, suddenly shocked, let out a dragon groan, the sound reached everyone's ears, and the sea of knowledge was shaken.

Crackling, the green sword smashed through the surrounding treasures, lightly pierced the shawl, and fell down with a whizz, closer to the ancient battle platform.

The red-clothed female cultivator below was desperate, stretched out her right hand to catch the green sword, but she was wearing a spirit silk glove on her hand, which was woven by ten thousand years of spirit silkworms, even if the treasure could not cut it lightly, it was still worth a try.

Spiritual gauntlets, a fluorescent light on the gloves, and the green sword fell, one foot, two inches, one inch-

"Ahh

"Slut!" The Yuanying above chased straight down, at this time they couldn't care about fighting, and if they wanted to fight, they would have to snatch the green sword, but the black eagle didn't mind flapping his wings and fanning the red-clothed nun away.

At this moment, an invisible force struck them, and they crashed into the barrier of the ancient battle platform.

The Yuanying who were bounced in all directions by the enchantment watched in horror as the green sword fell straight down, fell into the enchantment, and actually entered!

Why?

Why wasn't the green sword bounced off by the enchantment?

Thank you Hua Xiyin, the peace charm given by the cold and clear fire, and thank you to all the readers who support the genuine version for their support to Tutu, bear with you! (To be continued......)