Anyway, there is a black mist to bear, so it's better to use the sword as you like. Jun Twelve Heart Dao.

He slashed sword after sword on Congcong's body, from the initial fur to the flesh, and the twelve became more and more handy. He somewhat understood why sword cultivation was the most romantic in the world. The body shape of the long sword is not constrained, and after the breath is infused, the qi spreads in all directions in the sword body. When it flowed to the edge of the sword, the aura was as sharp as the edge of the sword. If the breath is enough, in the moment of sword cultivation, the breath can follow the sword edge, vertical and horizontal, and go thousands of miles!

From looking at the mad twelve, his heart was bitter, and every time he attacked with all his strength, he would raise his hand to block it, but every sword he stabbed out was like a knife, cutting it painfully. If it continues like this, I'm afraid it will be hacked to death.

No, it couldn't hold on, so it had to forcibly break through the realm and let the thunder pour down.

"The great array is complete, twelve, come to my side. Fu Wushuang shouted. At this moment, there is no more power of ice and fire in his hands, instead of yin and yang, on the ground of the burial sword, the ice is melting, converging in the sky, and a terrifying power is taking shape in the sky between the sea of heavenly thunder clouds and the land of the burial sword.

"The power of ice and fire is strong to turn into the way of yin and yang, but unfortunately the true mystery of ice and fire has not yet been comprehended. Black Mist said slowly.

From seeing this, he realized that he had provoked someone who was not easy to provoke, and he knew that he might not be able to block this sword, and Lei Hai had not yet fully formed, and when he saw Fu Linglong lying on the ground, he felt malice.

From the flames of lightning to forcibly hooking the heavenly thunder, four lightning bolts suddenly descended, slashing towards several surrounding sword mountains, causing the sword mountains to rumble and almost collapse.

The terrifying power of the heavenly thunder, the twelve hearts estimated, this thunder and lightning slashed down, and the black fog was unstoppable.

said that it was too late and that it was fast, Fu Wushuang was about to blast out the power of yin and yang, and the brute beast took the first step to lead down the Thunder and Fire Tribulation. From the wild rush to Fu Linglong, the light there became distorted, and a huge thunder would fall.

"Linglong!" Fu Wushuang's eyes were worried and angry, from the fact that he was going to kill one person desperately, the power of yin and yang descended, and he wanted to kill the brute beast on the road.

"This damn brute, who is not good to choose is to choose the Tianyuan Holy Body, sorry, the game is over!" Black Mist said disdainfully.

The broken sword returned in an instant, and the twelve right hands held it, and in an instant, the heavens and the earth opened a line, and a cold light swept by. The spiritual core hidden in the deepest part of the body was shattered. His eyes widened in disbelief, and then several of his heads fell to the ground with a bang. The Wild Beast died like that.

Fu Linglong opened her eyes, she had not lost consciousness, and she could still feel the intention of the brute beast. At the moment of life and death, she only felt a will to kill, and easily broke through the defense of the brute beast, splitting the spirit core that was wandering in the brute beast's body into two.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Jun Twelve looking down at her, and when he saw that she was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you. Fu Linglong said softly.

After seeing that Fu Linglong was unharmed, his heart was still beating wildly, how did the black mist of the sword just now come out, so fast, so sharp, if it was a simple sword out of one breath, even if the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, but there was no such speed, as if it was beyond time, and the sword came out.

"Twelve, be careful!" Fu Wushuang shouted, and the power of yin and yang in the sky fell with a bang, hitting the ground and shattering the earth. Twelve felt that he couldn't stand steadily, the ground was sinking, he hugged Fu Linglong, dodged everywhere, and finally found that the entire burial sword land had collapsed!

At this time, the owner of the sword Gu in the burial place, the ancestor of a certain sect, was pushing the cup and exchanging lamps with others.

Countless miles east to the Qunjian Mountain Range, there is an amazing god city, which is full of mist, like a fairy pearl sitting on this ancient star. Surrounded by green mountains and green waters outside the city, the endless auspicious clouds and brilliance are driving to the sky, and occasionally the colorful rain and dew blesses the earth, making the gods bloom everywhere, and the beauty is magnificent. There are countless beautiful pavilions in the city, or like ancient temples and pagodas, the towers are distinct, and the whole body blooms with immeasurable light; or like a giant tree in the sky, the trunk is like a mountain, and the immortals live on it; there are also upside-down tall buildings, and the spires of the towers hoe the ground, which is unheard of. The different styles of architecture in the city are dazzling.

At this moment, in the middle of the Divine City, on the vast Sendai, countless guests have gathered. The Six Dragons Heavenly Master and Ziwei Heavenly Master sat in front of their heads, they were the protagonists of this banquet, just because not long ago, they brought back countless treasures from Zhelong Mountain.

"Ziwei Heavenly Master, did you find it?" the white-bearded six dragons narrowed their eyebrows and asked Ziwei Heavenly Master beside him.

Ziwei Heavenly Master is the middle-aged man who met on Zhilong Mountain, and he was absent-minded at this time, the things unearthed in the ruins of Zhilong Mountain were indeed valuable, but they were not as good as the black mist. When I first saw it, I was just surprised, and after I returned it, I found out that it was a living antique, which had gone through the vicissitudes of life and knew the ancient and modern world.

"That doll is hidden deeply, and the emperor hasn't found it, how can I have any news?" Ziwei Heavenly Master replied with a smile. On the way, he was so good, how did he bring a doll and let him take it for nothing.

On the host stage, the people in the Imperial Pavilion lined up, and an old man in a red robe stood in the center, reading out the feat of the Six Dragon Heavenly Masters of the True Dragon Mountain and the Ziwei Heavenly Master of the Purple Qi Mansion on the Folding Dragon Mountain. Not to mention the harvest of countless rare treasures, countless extremely valuable ancient book inscriptions have also been unearthed, among which it is suspected that there is a road to becoming an immortal, the old man in the red robe is full of praise for the great achievements of the two, and the participants who said it are fascinated. The two of them were very unhappy in their hearts, the black mist was favored by the sky, and they didn't know where it was higher than these flowers and plants, and the tattered inscriptions.

After the old man in the red robe finished reading, he began to feast the guests. All the ancestors of the First Sect came forward to drink and chat with the Six Dragons Heavenly Master Ziwei Heavenly Master, asking if there were any similar famous mountains, and they all wanted to come and get a piece of the pie.

The Six Dragons Heavenly Master and the Ziwei Heavenly Master had no intention of coping with it, and they did not refuse to come, so they raised their glasses and drank bitterly.

There was a thin old man, no more than five feet tall, with a withered face and a sparkle in his eyes. Instead of gathering at the Six Dragons Celestial Master and Ziwei Celestial Master like the others, he sat in his seat alone, contented, and drank with a smile on his face. If you talk about famous mountains, he also has them. At the beginning, when the world killed swords, others wanted to divide their luck, but he was different, he fell in love with a treasure land - the Sword Mountain Range. And the reason why he chose the Qunjian Mountain Range was because when he was young, he accidentally stumbled into an underground palace, which contained something that he couldn't understand at the time. It was only later that he realized that it was an amazing monument. After killing the sword in the world, he took the sword mountain range as his own, entered the palace again, and came to a bronze gate. But he found that he couldn't go in again, which made it difficult for him to sleep. In the end, I entered the Tao in a dream and learned the method of raising Gu, which could be used to open the giant gate, so there was an additional burial place in the Sword Mountain Range.

He calculates the days, the door should be opened, and after the Fu family completes the trial, he can ascend to the underground palace, if he can live a second life in it, and also embark on the road of overlord, hehe. Seeing the Six Dragons Celestial Master and Ziwei Celestial Master like the sun and the moon surrounded by stars, the old man couldn't help but disdain in his heart. When the time comes, I'll knock out your big teeth!

When everyone was drunk, the thin old man pinched his fingers and wanted to know how his sword Gu was raised, but he found that the burial sword was gone. The old man Mu Ran woke up, he gasped for breath, looked in the direction of the Sword Mountain Range and pulled the Fu family ancestor beside him, the composure of the ancestor of the first sect was gone, he was like losing a loved one, and asked viciously.

"You moved my sword Gu?!"