Chapter 267: Flying Immortals Outside the Sky, the Stone of the Sage

The scorching sun was in the sky, and the clouds dissipated. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The scorching sun fell into the earth, and the ice and snow earth was quietly decomposing.

Suddenly, a black shadow jumped out, it went straight to the sky and the scorching sun, opened its mouth, and bit it fiercely on the scorching sun, tearing off a piece of white, swallowing it into its abdomen, the scorching burning temperature baked the skin of the demon wolf into dry wrinkles, quickly evaporating the blood in its body, and the indescribable pain came from the throat and abdomen, but the demon wolf's eyes burst out with endless greed, frantically devouring the scorching sun.

The devil swallows the sky, and the tengu eats the sun!

The top-level magic second only to the forbidden spell was actually forcibly stopped, the matrix could not spread further, and there was still some time before the scorching sun fell to the ground, and it was restrained and unable to move.

Lancer sank his face and snorted coldly: "Look for death!" ”

He raised his wand and further increased the output of his mana, and the elementals rolled like a tide, as if a door to the elemental world had opened above his head, and behind the door was a surging inferno of flames.

However, in the next moment, in the midst of the heavy flames, a green shirt, with a leisurely pace, stepped on the scorching white flame under his feet, and disappeared into sight.

Zhang Shanshui, holding the Qinghong sword, walked slowly.

clothes, green clothes like water; People, cold as a sword; The sword, quaint and cold.

He knew very well what kind of desperate situation he was facing, and when he took the first step, there was no way out, and at this moment, the sword was his only choice.

So, what kind of sword did it come out of?

Zhang Shanshui closed his eyes, and in the faint light, he seemed to see a familiar and unfamiliar figure.

The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, a lonely city and ten thousand mountains!

On the top of the mountains, there is Baiyun City.

It stands between the ethereal clouds, a glance at the mountains, catharsis endless loneliness, and at the top of this Baiyun City, there is a person who is independent, white clothes are better than snow, black hair is like ink, and the clothes are flying with the wind, as if the next moment will feather and ascend to the immortals, riding the wind and breaking the sea of clouds.

Ding--The sword roared, and the white clouds rose.

Baiyun City presided over the sword and stood up, and what danced in his hand was a divine sword that made countless swordsmen in the world rush to it, and he was arrogant like a snow lotus standing in the wind on the top of a snow-capped mountain, and whispered: "You learn swords?" ”

The cold question sounded, Zhang Shanshui opened his eyes, everything faded like a mirror, the arrogant and lonely peerless swordsman, the great city on the top of the white clouds, just a passing cloud.

This style of sword move obtained from the infinite library is the true meaning that countless people dream of, the master of information integration is not bullied, and if you want to send the best, the sword move is rare, but it is even more rare that it is the true meaning of the swordsmanship.

Even if you don't know who the White Cloud City Lord is, but after seeing the peerless stunning posture of the vast sword, no one can forget his arrogance and loneliness...... Zhang Shanshui has always believed that he is not qualified to use this set of swordsmanship.

Because the heart is not sincere, therefore, do not learn the sword.

But now, he still doesn't think about it, wholeheartedly, following his true intentions, and swinging that amazing swordsmanship.

Hundreds of limbs, true qi agitated, until a trace of true intent was triggered, the whole body strength was consumed, even if he practiced the Phaseless Divine Skill, he could not maintain this crazy consumption, Zhang Shanshui lightly picked the tip of the sword, and whispered the incantation that Bai Zhi taught him, liberating the silver inscription on his arm, and the dragon vein essence poured into the meridians, quickly breeding true qi.

Now, he finally has the qualifications to wield this sword.

Facing the strange grins of the demon species, the swordsman raised his sword, and a brilliant sword light rose into the sky, piercing through the shroud of the scorching sun, within a radius of 100 meters, everything seemed to fall into absolute silence, and the sword qi ran through, blocking the flow of the atmosphere.

I can't describe the peerless elegance of that sword, what kind of arrogant posture does it take to appear in the sight in the most hearty posture, as if the dawn of dawn, the flame tail of the comet, the moment it emerges, it takes away all sight.

A sword comes from the west, and immortals fly out of the sky!

Green shirts and green clothes, black hair like ink, fluttering, like an immortal dancing sword, breaking all barriers and smashing all barriers.

The ultimate beauty of the sword technique means the ultimate danger, it breaks through the atmosphere, and with an unstoppable momentum, it knocks out a thin crack in the space, whether it is magic or element, all of them are divided into two under the extreme sword intent sword qi.

Qinghong's sword roared, piercing into the front of the demon seed one meter, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, lifting the weight like a light, easily tearing the enchantment with him, the formation crack spread, and disappeared in an instant.

Zheng!

The sword blade trembled violently, approaching again, and the point fell on the heart of the demon species, the sword qi was agitated, and the sword light was like a dragon, arousing the active interaction of the robes, and the staggered formation was like hundreds of gears biting, constantly emitting sonorous sounds, forming a solid fortress that overlapped and overlapped.

Woo Blah Blah!

The sharp sound of gold and iron echoed in his ears, and in an instant, a crisp cracking sound sounded in his ears, and the five-star defensive robes ...... It's torn apart! It revealed a gap that stretched from his right shoulder to his lower abdomen, and the broken door was open, and if he took advantage of it, it would definitely be enough to inflict a heavy blow on him!

It's a pity that the swordsmanship is a murderous sword, not a city-breaking car...... There is a specialization in the art industry, and there is a precedence in hearing the Tao.

If an ordinary swordsman loses even ten more lives, he will definitely die completely; It's a pity that it's not a swordsman in front of you, not even a human.

The forcibly used Flying Immortals outside the sky can get two true intentions to trigger a blow, and it is really rare luck to be able to break through the defense of the magic robe, and if you want to take the opportunity to kill you, I am afraid that it is not very possible.

What's more, the backlash has already come.

Zhang Shanshui's sword momentum was exhausted, Bai Zhi's dragon vein essence was completely exhausted, his true qi was empty, his strength was not left behind, and his exhausted spirit could not suppress the rampage of the sword intent, and his qi and blood were retrograde, and he was in a hurry.

His mouth and nose were bleeding, Qinghong's sword couldn't hold it, he broke free, and he himself was also shaken back by the magic storm that had been suppressed for a long time, and he fell to the ground, his breath was sluggish, and he was embarrassed, and he had no strength to rise again.

Lancer, who had a chance to breathe, looked at the torn robe, unable to hide his fear, he tried his best to calm his heart, looking at Zhang Shanshui, it was hard to imagine that a mere three-star star almost cut off his head.

Swordsman, it's terrible!

Can't leave him alive!

Thinking of this, the demon raised his hand, and even ignored the accumulated magic above his head, and directly targeted the fallen wilted swordsman, no longer continuing the game of cat and mouse, and was about to cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

In an instant, a sneer rang out.

Between the flames, Wang Fatzi walked heavily and appeared in the field of vision.

His blood was oozing from his cheeks to his shoulders, from his shoulders to his back, from his feet, his arms, and his whole body, and his robe was dyed red and bright red......

Looking at this scene, Stronger than Lancer also chuckled in his heart, instinctively sensing a sense of fear, but the cowardice in his heart was shattered by him as soon as he rose...... Are you kidding! How could I have died at the hands of such an inferior race!

When he summoned up his murderous intent, he saw the fat man's sarcastic gaze, and only heard him say: "Yo, the upper race, are you scared?" ”

"Afraid? Just you, the pig? Lancer said coldly.

"It's best not to be afraid...... In order to kill you, Lao Tzu was almost disintegrated by the whole heart! The fat man raised his arms and shouted: "Void! Empty! Quiet! Yes! Wind! Violent! ”

If the purifying spectral energy is the blue sea, then the void spectral energy is the dusk wilderness, they are similar to each other, they repel each other, they resonate with each other, they are extremely opposites, but they are also allotropic beings.

The fat man analyzed the purifying ghost energy from the StarCraft world, and naturally he would not let go of the Void ghost energy with great research significance...... In fact, there are many similarities between spectral energy and psionic energy, but compared to the versatility of psionic energy, the mystery of spectral energy is a little stronger, but this does not prevent the fat man from transforming it into an extremely lethal weapon.

Through the resonance of the Void Vein, supplemented by his own psionic energy to regulate the wavelength, and coupled with the Philosopher's Stone drive device handed over to him by Bai Zhi, the destructive power of the Void Ghost Energy can be exerted to the extreme terrifying level. (The Philosopher's Stone is a semi-finished product made by Bai Zhi temporarily, and there are too many dead bodies here and too many materials)

In addition to the tornado storm in physical nature, the Void Ghost Energy Storm is more intense than the spiritual attack, and the spiritual attack is not inferior to the spiritual storm, this blow pours out all the remaining strength of the fat man, and the power is no less than the four-star spiritual spell strike.

Lancer was caught up in the sudden attack, and the Void Psychic Shock took away his sanity for a moment.

When he came back to his senses, three silver chains burst out of the air, firmly binding his limbs, and the other end went deep into the earth, as if connected to the earth's crust, holding him to the earth, unable to move.

"Chains? The locks of heaven can't trap me! Lancer snorted coldly, he urged the fire magic to fuse the silver lock, and the silver lock was extremely hot, only slightly deformed. His face changed slightly: "What is this!" ”

"Do you remember the big axe in Fanzi's hand...... That's right, that's what was smelted from that axe. Wang Fatzi met Lan Se's gaze, and said unhurriedly: "That's a four-star weapon, and the material itself is the slag of the Dinghai God Needle, if it weren't for Taishang Laojun's gossip furnace and three-flavor real fire, don't think about melting it easily...... In order to refine it into a chain, but it took us a lot of time, and I deliberately added a lot of holy silver to it, doesn't it feel very cool? ”

"Eh, don't worry...... I'm not done yet. Seeing the demon's disgusting expression, Wang Fatzi raised his hand and pressed it down, and said lightly: "Do you think I'm shameless, do you want to beat me to death?" But alas, you don't have a chance...... While you have time now, why don't you think about your last words? ”