The valley trembled,

The trees are swaying,

Thorns are falling,

Grass clippings are flying,

The sky didn't fall, but the ground cracked!

Countless remnant swords broke through the ground and flew out, overwhelming the sky and being terrifying.

The entire valley, beyond the valley, on the slopes of the mountains, within a radius of more than ten miles, were full of swords flying in the sky.

A white collar appeared on the neck of the little greyhound, and as soon as the little group let go, the little greyhound flew out, turned into a small sword, and headed towards the middle of the valley.

The moment the little sword appeared, all the broken swords and broken swords in the surrounding air had spirits, and the goal was unified, and they rushed away.

This scene is too grand, if the cold wind glass is here, with her painting skills, she will definitely be able to leave this magnificent scene.

Zhou Yuan suddenly remembered this cute little girl.

The remnant sword rushed out of the ground, this was a surprise, no one could have expected it, Ya Xia was obviously shot through the body, and the fiery red tiger was also nailed to the ground by a few severed swords and lost its life.

Dodging is all in vain, and no one can survive this round of a huge sword rain.

Three of the five black-clad commanders of the Ya Gang fell, and the other two couldn't dodge, with more and more sword wounds on their bodies.

The people of the Netherworld were in the center of the valley, and the casualties were the fastest and fastest, except for the old man who was shot through the head by the sword spirit and one of the early stage of the Bone Sacrifice Realm who had his head cut off, there were still the Netherworld and six other people.

At this time, there were five corpses lying in the valley, and the Hideous and another mid-stage Bone Sacrifice Realm were struggling to flee to meet up with the three survivors of the Ya Jie Division.

The five men rushed out.

Outside in two directions, Zhou Yuan on the left and Dabai on the right, blocked the road.

As for the valley behind and the slopes next to it, a rain of swords was falling, heading out of the valley, and they had no choice.

The target can only be the direction where Zhou Yuan is!

remorse

Unwilling

brutal

There are all kinds of emotions, but they have undoubtedly turned into hatred for Zhou Yuan.

Yes!

A black-clothed commander fell, ten thousand arrows pierced her heart, and hundreds of flying swords pierced her into a hornet's nest, and she died a miserable death.

Yes!

Another black-clothed commander fell, kneeling on the ground, his rickety body pierced by the galloping flying sword, and the sword was also broken under his body, and he was nailed to death dozens of centimeters above the ground.

Ya Xia was obviously the first to rush out and give up the fire red tiger, he got a little chance, just in time to cultivate the power of the wind, a strong wind under his feet hit, the speed was extremely fast, and he was about to escape from the heavens.

There were many swords galloping from behind, but Ya Xie was obviously fast and agile, dodging in all directions, and with the help of the surrounding environment, he was forced to hold out of the valley.

But he was greeted by a small sword,

It becomes larger and larger in the pupil, eventually entering through the door of the head and exiting the back of the head.

Death、That's what happened!

Zhou Yuan didn't bother to kill him personally, there was no need!

This kind of person thinks that if he finds five or six people, he can kill me, so he is so arrogant that he might as well do it on the cliff last night!

I don't know what means Xiao Tuanzi used, the little greyhound was so obedient, without the little greyhound to make a move, these broken swords and broken swords are just ordinary swords, inserted on the surface or underground, and they will slowly disappear into the dust.

Ten thousand swords are soulless,

Only the puppy sword,

The entire sword spirit of the sword shrine was devoured by the little greyhound, and it became the owner of the sword shrine.

After the attack was clear, he turned to the rear.

At this time, at the mouth of the valley, only the Gloom Immortal, the Yaun Wandering Ant and a Gloom tribesman remained, and the three cultivators were in the middle of the highest Sacrificial Bone Realm.

With the three of them as the center:

Behind is a thousand swords in unison,

On the left are hundreds of flying swords rising from under the ground, and among the flying swords there is a small gray sword,

On the right are hundreds of flying swords, and behind the flying swords is a giant ape,

There are the least flying swords in front, but there are also nearly a hundred, and after the flying swords is Zhou Yuan, who is walking slowly!

The man wrapped in the blood-colored storm was the culprit who killed them!

The three of them used all their means to break through the attack of the flying sword, but they couldn't dodge the little gray sword transformed into the little gray dog.

Ya Unloading Ant was shot into by a small gray sword from the left temple, and the right temple flew out, when she lost her combat power, the power of heaven and earth on the surface of her body suddenly dispersed, and she could no longer protect herself from the attack of the flying sword, and passed through her heart!

On the right side, the clansman in the middle stage of the Bone Sacrifice Realm of the Netherworld, the power of heaven and earth on his body was already very weak, and countless flying swords struck him, and he was about to open a hole.

Da Bai exerted his strength, and with a punch, the hundreds of flying swords on the right side were knocked away by the powerful power of the Optimus Giant Ape, and the huge fist landed on the gray-white protective shield.

One

Two

Three

Rumble!

The man's protective shield shattered, the power of heaven and earth was disordered, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body flew forward, and he was nailed to the ground by the galloping flying sword!

In the end, there was only one person left,

Noncommittal, the gloom is very strong!

A single sword can sweep away hundreds of flying swords, the power of heaven and earth that he cultivates is the power of earth escape, and the protective shield formed is also very strong, and the flying sword hits it with a loud sound, but it can't break his defense.

If it weren't for the fact that there were too many flying swords aimed at him, he would probably have broken through the blockade and rushed out by now!

Unfortunately, he met Zhou Yuan!

As soon as the blood-colored storm came out, the flying swords in front of him were all knocked away, and a huge blood ball wrapped in the flying sword, soil, grass and trees, came to the front of the ghostly underworld.

With a bang, they collided together.

Zhou Yuan's powerful blow knocked the hideous Shen back, and a trace of crack appeared on the protective shield.

Bang!

The hideous Ming had to receive another fierce fist from Da Bai, and the protective shield was beaten and deformed.

At this time, the flying sword in the sky behind also fell, hitting the protective shield with a clanging sound.

When the little gray dog turned into a small sword came into contact with the protective shield, the ghostly darkness despaired, the power of the earth escapes dissipated, the flesh was exposed, and the heart was pierced by thousands of flying swords and died!

He is also very resentful, the power of the earth escape is not only strong in protection, but he can also run from the ground if he can't beat it, but this time he is planted, and there are flying swords in the sky and on the ground.

Death is the only place to belong!

At the last moment of his life, he saw a strange scene.

All the flying swords, all flew towards the man, and he stood there, holding a quaint long sword in his hand, pointing at the air at a forty-five degree angle.

Those flying swords all rushed into the quaint long sword and disappeared without a trace.

The Southern Regions is not something without artifacts to hide, but with the vision of the gloomy and dark, although he has become the son of the patriarch of a clan and has become a powerhouse in the middle of the Sacrificial Bone Realm, he has never seen a weapon in the inner space.

There are so many swords, how can they all be contained in that one sword?

Moreover, the sword spirit that the ghostly department was rushing towards the man at this moment.

His eyelids were about to fall, and he saw a simple, strange gray sword stuck in front of him, and the last of his eyes fell on his eyelids.

That sword is so beautiful!

"It's too heavy!" Zhou Yuan said, holding the hilt of his sword.