In the land of the Northern Barbarians, as the last law of the sword storm fell, a dazzling burst of light rose into the sky.

Everyone only felt the flowers in front of them, and the next moment, on the thousands of miles of the Black River, the mysterious array patterns lit up, and the power of the formation converged in the center of the Black River.

"Open!"

Jian Fengyun shouted lightly, only to see that wisps of mystical formation power gradually converged and formed, turning into a formation bridge with a whole body of mystery, erected on the side of the black river, leading to the bank of the black mist.

At this moment, everyone present was shocked and speechless, looking at the sword Fengyun standing on the other side of the bridge, the white clothes fluttering, like an immortal in a fantasy.

"Mother, is that immortal our young patriarch?"

In the corner, a child's eyes sparkled wide, and he asked in a milky voice.

"That's right, he is the young patriarch of our sword family!"

The mother said to the child in her hand with a look of admiration and a proud tone.

Jian Fengyun turned around, his eyes swept lightly, and said: "Fellow clansmen, please go to the bridge first, behind the bridge is another world, which is where the Jian family will settle down in the future!" ”

The three elders on the side, Jian Shuwu and the others, were already stunned, and when they heard the sound of Jian Fengyun, they suddenly came back to their senses.

Jian Shuwu looked happy and said, "Okay, let's go and bring the daughter of the family in to see where our Jian family will settle down in the future!" ”

"Wow, this bridge is amazing, it feels like it's transparent!"

"Yes, the black water down there looks terrible, but it doesn't hurt the bridge at all!"

"I don't know what's inside the bridge, it's so dark and mysterious, I'm going to see it!" ......

The children of the Sword Family, walking on the bridge composed of mystical runes, the clear eyes of the children flashed, looking at the surroundings full of novelty, and their mothers were holding their little hands and walking cautiously.

One by one, the figures entered the small world through the array bridge, the small world, and the other space, when they stepped into it, all the words and whispers were already unheard in this northern barbarian land.

Soon, there were more than 300 people, and there were only more than 100 men in the clan, and the men held swords and soldiers in their hands, watching their women and children enter, and the last trace of worry in their eyes also dissipated.

Jian Fengyun turned around, his calm gaze swept over everyone's bodies, and he said in a cold tone: "If you are afraid of blood, go into the small world this time, otherwise the blood will flow in a while, but it will become a river!" ”

"Young Patriarch Hui, we are not afraid!"

A deafening roar erupted from the men's mouths.

"Hehe, I'm not afraid, Jian Fengyun, look who's coming!"

At this moment, an untimely and sinister voice sounded.

Turning around, I saw Pan Yuanlong standing not far from them, behind them the children of the Eight Clans, one by one the green sword wolf ride, and in an instant, a killing aura echoed in the desolate Northern Barbarian Land.

"It's him, he cut off Brother Jianchuan's arm yesterday!"

"And that Master Wang Xia, he is ashamed to be a generation of refining masters, and he actually smashed Brother Jianqiang's head in public, I want you to live rather than die!"

"And these wolf riders, these scum beasts, yesterday they were still stepping on the corpse of the sword-crowned brother for fun, it's really damn good!" 1

In an instant, the eyes of the sword family were red, looking at Pan Yuanlong and the others, the anger in their eyes could not be suppressed, and the arm holding the sword soldier trembled with anger.

Under the dead wood, an evil man in red walked out, looking greedily at the bridge above the black river, and said with a sly smile: "I didn't expect that the wasteland here with no grass would give birth to a small world, which really surprised me!" ”

As soon as the red-clothed evil man's words fell, everyone around him was shocked.

Jian Chun, who was riding the Red Moon Xuanwolf under his crotch, was taken aback, "What are you talking about, there is a small world behind Jian Fengyun!" ”

Pan Yuanlong, who was standing at the front, his pupils contracted instantly, and his face showed a touch of joy, "Hahaha, there is a small world, it seems that I am going to win a cave treasure for the Pan family this time!" ”

The young masters of the rest of the families were dull, and a storm rolled up in their hearts.

Small world, how could they not know, but in their impression, only those top big forces can hold a small world.

The small world is rich in spiritual energy, and it is a rare treasure of the heavens and the earth, and even some ancient small worlds will give birth to some treasures of heaven and earth.

However, how could this northern barbarian land be extremely barren, how could it give birth to a small world?

When many people were puzzled, Pan Yuanlong had already rushed out.

The strength of the Spirit King Realm, an illusory shadow of a towering mountain peak was revealed behind him, and the space of about ten zhang outside his body was all shrouded in an earthy yellow mystical rune.

With one step, the dirt on the ground instantly splashed, the stones shattered, the figures swept by, and the dead trees in the path were all broken.

Just when Pan Yuanlong was approaching the Jian family and the others were about to ten zhang, a blood-red spirit arrow actually pierced the sky, carrying a monstrous bloody aura, which was daunting.

Pan Yuanlong felt a huge sense of crisis attacking, and he didn't care about rushing towards Jian Fengyun, and swung out a long knife glowing with earthy yellow aura in his hand.

"Earth-level Superb Spiritual Skill, Heavenly Absolute Sword!"

One by one, the mysterious runes lit up on the long knife, and the sword qi gushed out majestically, and the earthy yellow knife qi was thick and powerful, slashing towards the blood-red spirit arrow.

Bang!

The earthy yellow sword qi collided on the blood-red arrows, like mountains and rivers colliding, the heavens and the earth were discolored, and a huge shock wave erupted in space.

Pan Yuanlong was shocked and took a few steps backwards and landed on the ground not far away. Everyone felt a heavy breath sweep over them, and it made their hearts palpitate.

Pan Yuanlong fell to the ground, stepped out of a dirt pit on the ground, clenched the long knife in his hand, and said angrily: "Tianyang arrow, Han Dongyang!" ”

At the same time, a blood-red figure flew through the sky, stepping on the void, and each step would stir up bursts of blood-red ripples, as if the void was bleeding.

Step into the sky!

"Blood Heaven Technique" comes with a body magic spiritual skill, step by step, its own momentum will be improved, it is an excellent spiritual skill before the war.

Jian Fengyun recognized the spiritual technique used by Han Dongyang at a glance.

In mid-air, Han Dongyang's body was full of breath, his eyes widened, and he said coldly: "Are you talking to this king in this tone?" ”

As he spoke, his footsteps stopped, and a monstrous momentum poured down, making everyone outside the Sword Family feel their bodies sinking, and this powerful coercion made people dare not look at it directly.

Pan Yuanlong's face was pale, and a flash of anger flashed in his eyes.

How is it possible, when I saw him Han Dongyang a few years ago, it was only in the early stage of the Spirit King Realm, and his breath was sluggish, how did he break through to the middle stage of the Spirit King Realm today, and the momentum was so powerful, it actually made me feel like I was facing a life and death crisis.