Chapter 70: Three Thousand Sword Formation [First Update]
Looking at the dark blood bats all over the ground, at this moment, Zixuan knew that she had made the right bet.
She came to Zhou Qingsheng's side and asked softly, "Zhou Qing, are these dark blood bats dead?"
Shaking his head slowly, Zhou Qing said in a deep voice: "How can the dark blood bats die so easily, I just used the method of sound resonance to shock them, in a short time, they should not wake up, we should leave." ”
The words fell, and Zhou Qing took the lead in walking towards the depths of the cave.
"The dark blood bat is not dead yet!" Looking at the blood-colored bats on the ground, Zixuan's expression changed, and she hurriedly led everyone and followed Zhou Qing.
Zixuan was behind Zhou Qing, and all the way through, the ground was covered with sleeping dark blood bats.
After everyone walked for more than ten minutes, a bloody white skeleton gradually appeared on the ground of the cave.
"These are the bones of those people who were with Li Haoran?" Zi Xuan looked at the bones on the ground and frowned.
"That's right. Zhou Qing nodded and said softly: "With the strength of Li Haoran's more than seven hundred people, it is almost impossible to rush out of the encirclement of the Dark Blood Bat, these people should have been devoured by the Dark Blood Bat and died here." ”
Zhou Qing walked in front and continued to walk towards the depths of the cave.
Along the way, the white bones all over the ground almost paved a road of white bones.
Looking at those bloody, unrecognizable corpses, Zi Xuan's heart trembled, and she couldn't help but feel extremely happy.
If it weren't for the fact that she chose to believe in Zhou Qing unconditionally before, I'm afraid she would have already become one of these white bones.
After more than half an hour, a glimmer of light finally appeared in my sight.
Zhou Qing took the lead out of the cave, and behind him, Shi Heilong, Zixuan and others also walked out one by one.
Standing in front of the cave, Zhou Qing saw the extremely embarrassed figure not far away at first glance.
The man was covered in blood, his clothes were tattered, and his unkempt appearance was extremely miserable.
"Zhou Qing, Zixuan...... How can you have nothing to do at all!" The man looked over in shock, he brushed the hair from his face, revealing his face, and that person was Li Haoran.
"Li Haoran, it's really surprising that you survived!" Zhou Qing smiled faintly.
"Bastard, it's impossible, more than 700 of us fought for our lives, and in the end, I was the only one who survived, how can you all be fine!" Li Haoran roared like crazy.
"Commander Li, if you had chosen to believe in Zhou Qing, then you would have been able to walk out of the cave unharmed. Zixuan spoke slowly, and her eyes as she looked at Li Haoran were full of sympathy.
"It's you! You really walked out of the cave with them safe and sound!" Li Haoran pointed at Zhou Qing with a trembling face.
He regretted it, really regretted it.
At the beginning, why didn't he choose to believe in Zhou Qing, as long as he could believe in Zhou Qing at that time, then he would become like this at this moment.
Zhou Qing no longer paid attention to Li Haoran, he slowly raised his head and looked at the mountain peak in front of him.
That mountain peak, the whole body is like a peerless sword, straight into the sky, as if through the heavens and the earth, and above the peak, it is shrouded by an incomparably terrifying sword array.
Standing at the foot of the mountain, Zhou Qing could faintly feel the terrifying sword aura inspired by the sword array.
His gaze swept over the sword array, and Zhou Qing looked at the position of the most peak, where the sword qi was immense, and the things left by the old man of the Heavenly Sword seemed to be placed on the top of the mountain.
Zhou Qing looked deep and thought about how to climb to the top of the mountain, when the hideous voice of the stone black dragon sounded in his ears.
"Young master, it's him, it's him who slaughtered my Black Dragon Village!"
The stone black dragon had a hideous expression, his pupils were filled with scarlet blood light, and his body trembled slightly from anger.
Zhou Qing looked in the direction of Shi Heilong's finger, and only then did he notice that under the mountain peak, there were two figures, an old man and a young man, sitting there.
The young man was Xie Jin, and the old man, although Zhou Qing didn't know it, but looking at the old man's side, the very conspicuous golden cymbal, he still recognized it at a glance, the old man was the one who slaughtered the Black Dragon Village.
"Old Zamao, you give me death!" Ishiguro shouted angrily, and his body suddenly burst out.
Whoa......
Behind the Ishiguro Dragon, the Soul Eater Demon Vine suddenly shot out, and the thick vines tore towards the old man's throat with a domineering and unparalleled might.
"Who dares to attack the old man and look for death!" the old man's eyes opened and closed suddenly.
He grabbed the golden cymbal beside him, and the vast spiritual power rushed out, and above the golden cymbal, the golden light was suddenly generous, and he fiercely suppressed the stone black dragon.
"Bell!"
The vines collided with the golden cymbals, erupting into a violent sound of gold and iron.
On the side, Zixuan watched Shi Heilong suddenly fight with the old man, and she exclaimed at Shi Heilong: "Sir, be careful, that Zhao Zhengde is the guest of the county lord of Tianhe County, and the eightfold powerhouse of the Purple Mansion Realm." ”
The stone black dragon was furious, and the whole person was already crazy, and he didn't pay attention to Zixuan's reminder at all.
He wants to avenge all the brothers in the Black Dragon Village, don't say that Zhao Zhengde is an eightfold powerhouse in the Purple Mansion Realm, he is the Linggang Realm, and Shi Heilong dares to fight.
"This friend, the old man doesn't know what to offend, I can apologize immediately, the old man is reluctant to do it, and please give me Zhao Zhengde a few thin noodles. Zhao Zhengde said in a deep voice.
Just now, after a short battle with Shi Hei Long, he had clearly felt that Shi Hei Long's terrifying strength belonged to the Nine Layers of the Purple Mansion Realm.
Not long ago, Zhao Zhengde took Xie Jin one step ahead of everyone else and entered Yunmengze.
After the two passed through Yun Mengze, they entered the cave full of dark blood bats.
With Zhao Zhengde's knowledge, how could he know the dark blood bat, so in the cave, Zhao Zhengde and Xie Jin paid a great price, and the two came out.
At this moment, Zhao Zhengde just wanted to recover his strength quickly, and in the face of such a strong person as Ishigurolong, he could only bow his head.
"Old thing, you slaughtered my Black Dragon Village, and you still want me to stop there, dreaming! Today I will use your blood to pay tribute to the spirit of my dead brother in the sky. Ishiguro Ryuran shouted angrily and struck again.
Whew!......
The thick vines kept flying from behind, directly hitting Zhao Zhengde's vital point.
At this moment, Zhao Zhengde suddenly understood, it turned out that the person in front of him was the owner of the village he slaughtered two days ago.
"How can there be such a strong person in that broken village?" Zhao Zhengde was shocked in his heart, he didn't have time to think, he held the golden cymbal in his hand, and constantly resisted Shi Heilong's attack.
However, Zhao Zhengde was already seriously injured in the cave before, and now, in the face of the continuous attacks of the stone black dragon, he can barely withstand it.
Bang!
Suddenly, a thick vine pierced Zhao Zhengde's abdomen.
"Old thing, give me death!" Ishiguro was covered in blood, his figure flew out, and he slammed his fist into Zhao Zhengde's chest.
"Click......"
In Zhao Zhengde's body, the crisp sound of bone cracking continued to resound.
A mouthful of blood spurted out violently, the golden cymbal in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, the light in his eyes dissipated, and Zhao Zhengde was completely lifeless.
"Brothers, I avenge you!"
Ishiguro Dragon cut off Zhao Zhengde's head, looked up to the sky and roared, his face was full of a sad smile, that smile was painful, but also happy.