It was just an ordinary white bone, but at this moment, when everyone looked up, they suddenly felt that their eyes hurt, oozing blood, and many warriors screamed.

The qi is like a front, the blood is like silver, and the sword qi is like a rainbow.

A brilliant sword momentum rose into the sky, and countless warrior swords snapped in response.

Wang Ting clenched the clouds, but a slight cracking sound was clearly heard from above.

The sword is shining brightly, Kyushu dominates the universe, and when the sword comes out, ten thousand swords surrender! The long sword that was broken in response to the sound has no more brilliance, like the clouds in Wang Ting's hand, there is a wailing sound.

At the moment, I don't know how many years this white bone has fallen, but the remaining trace of sword qi is enough to make Murong Xingyun's faces solemn.

Wang Ting's eyes trembled even more, and a familiar feeling passed down from the white bones above, revealing a wisp of sadness.

Wang Ting took a deep breath: "Dacheng's innate immortal sword body. ”

If Wang Ting didn't have any impression of this person before, but he noticed that this person was the same as himself, and he actually had an innate immortal sword body, but he still fell on the road to enlightenment.

At the moment, I really can't say what it feels like.

In front of the dry bones were ten storage rings neatly placed, of which the most central one seemed to be made of some strange gold and iron, exuding a strong golden glow, and the unusual brilliance was dazzling, obviously not ordinary.

Just when everyone had not come to their senses, Wang Ting shot directly and went straight to the pile of storage rings, and his target was the golden storage ring in the center!

With Wang Ting's move, the sword also followed him, which made the three of Bei Wuxian, Zuo Lengfeng and Bei Liancheng snort coldly at the same time.

With so many people present, how could they let these two people come out on top?

At the moment, the other treasures have been searched and destroyed, but most of them are just some ordinary divine weapon treasures, and the harvest of these people is not even as good as that of Wang Ting and the others.

And not every secret room in the side hall is safe, and a lot of people from the Tianxia Alliance have died along the way, but I don't know whether it was the means left by the Heavenly Tribulation Sword Saint or the hands of his own people, which is unknown.

Right now, these more than ten storage rings are in front, and the others naturally know that this is the last accumulation of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword Saint, so they naturally won't keep their hands.

Wang Ting's eyes were also red, Zuo Lengfeng snorted coldly, reached out and grabbed it, and a spear appeared from his hand.

This silver spear flickered coldly, and the tip of the spear was even more blood-colored, and at first glance, the air seemed to be a few degrees lower, a murderer.

The Fang Tian painting halberd behind the Northern Hell City didn't know when to take it off, and at this moment, he was rushing towards the overlord sword with Bei Wuxian, and under the urging of his Yuan force, the entire Fang Tian painting halberd actually exuded a deep scarlet blood, and a halberd opened the mountain and cracked the stone in his hand, and slashed towards the overlord sword!

And at this time, Bei Wuxiao also made a move, his body was like the wind, the last hair came first, the cyclone between his hands flowed, and the powerful palm force bombarded the sword, and there was a faint sound of breaking the sky!

Seeing that Bei Wuxiao and Bei Yinglian City were all attacking the sword for the first time, Wang Ting's eyes suddenly showed a touch of essence, God help me!

Under the chaos of war, the rhythm must be controlled on their own side, and they cannot be given more opportunities to think.

And with the action of Wang Ting's four people, the rest of the big faction martial artists, as well as the scattered cultivators, also fought with everyone.

Shen Ruyan fluttered in the crowd, dressed in clothes.

Many warriors couldn't get close to her at all, so they fell to the ground.

Healers save lives, but again, poisoning is even more difficult to prevent.

There is a mess at the moment, and everyone doesn't know if there are other treasures in this underground ruins, but there are ten storage rings in front of them, since these storage rings are qualified to be placed here by the Heavenly Tribulation Sword Saint, placed in front of this dry bone, it is obviously the most important thing in the life of this Heavenly Tribulation Sword Saint, it must be the most treasure.

Not to mention the storage ring, the bones of this white bone alone are as white and clear as white crystals, although the people present do not know what realm Mu Lingfeng of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword Saint was during his lifetime, but even his bones can be regarded as the foundation of the town sect by the ordinary sect.

The three of them on Bei Wuxian's side have already been entangled, although the sword is strong, but with one enemy and two opponents, it is also the two Tianjiao on the list, and it is also difficult to withdraw for a while.

In fact, the two of them walked the same martial arts route, although one used a sword and the other used a halberd, but they were both powerful and heavy, and the sonorous sound of the weapons between the fights came, and every time they fell on the body of a martial artist of the same level, they would directly smash the opponent's body to pieces, and the bones were broken.

But Bei Wuxian, who was on the side, sometimes gave Bajian a little bit, so that he couldn't cross the thunder pool by half a step.

But even so, for a while, the two of them duel against Bajian only blocked the footsteps of Bajian, and did not defeat it. It looks like the overlord sword still has the strength to spare.

And here Wang Ting felt Zuo Lengfeng's palm coming down, and he directly retreated like a ghost, deceiving his body and slashing the sword with a bright light, but with a trace of terrifying murderous intent.

Zuo Lengfeng does not use weapons, his family heirloom is called Broken Jade Hand, and it is with Broken Jade Hand that the Zuo family in Beiling County can gain a firm foothold.

Between the dancing of his hands, there was a green glow in his hands, a pair of fleshy palms were crystal green, and his defense was extremely strong, and he directly resisted Wang Ting's sword.

The powerful palm force slammed into the sword body of the Yunxiao Sword in Wang Ting's hand, and the huge force made Wang Ting raise his eyebrows.

Although this person has never been on the Tianjiao list, his strength is really not weak.

But also, if this person does not have such strength, then the Zuo family of Beiling County is not in the eyes of Bei Wuxiao at all, why is this person looked down on by Bei Wuxian.

This Zuo Lengfeng and Wang Ting's cultivation are like, they are both masters in the middle of the Grandmaster Realm, but now the two of them have joined hands but have attracted the attention of many people.

On that side, although the fight between the three of Bajian is more attention-grabbing, but Bajian has not attacked for a long time, and the other two have nothing to do with him, so naturally there is nothing to look at.

However, Wang Ting and the others are playing well.

Whether it is Wang Ting's swordsmanship or Zuo Lengfeng's broken jade hand, it is not easy for ordinary martial artists to see.

Looking at the cold wind on the opposite side, Wang Ting's eyes revealed a hint of murderous intent.

Like this kind of enemy, a warrior who has strength, talent, and is also very young, since he has already made a feud, he will solve the other party as soon as possible, and he will be in less trouble sooner.

Wang Ting didn't have any extra thoughts, seeing that it was not easy for this person to cultivate? Fart! Who cultivates easily.

Practicing together is to fight with the heavens and the earth, if you don't kill people, people will kill you.

Maybe his cultivation is not as good as yours at the moment, or maybe he can't keep up with his footsteps in this life.

But if there is such an enemy, don't kill it and keep it? Expect the other party to be grateful?

Thinking of this, Wang Ting's eyes were full of murderous intent, and Murong Xingyun on the side nodded when he saw this.

If Wang Ting didn't do anything because he was outside because he took care of Lin Beiqi and the treasures in the ruins, but now that this Zuo Lengfeng dared to grab something from him, then Wang Ting naturally had a reason to solve him.