The two fought back and forth in the new house, and soon the new house was shattered by the sword qi, and the two flew out of the new house.

"Wild goose back!" Nian Jinshu chased out.

The ghost king and the wild goose fell back on the sword platform that never sleeps, the two of them went back and forth, and the year brocade book flew down next to the sword platform, although the Yan family hung white, but the disciples disappeared.

"Yan Hui, where is Xiao Fan?" Nian Jinshu shouted in a sword shadow, "Xiao Fan is the rabbit I gave you, you like it very much, do you remember?"

In his room, there is still Xiao Fan's identification card, but in the fantasy world, he doesn't remember Xiao Fan.

What did happen in reality, there was no sign in the illusion, then something must have gone wrong, she looked at Yan Hui with tears, "Yan Hui, the sword spike of the Amazing Shadow, didn't you lose it?"

What woke her up was some small things in daily life, and what woke up the goose would be these little things?

Yan Hui's sword moves were very messy, and his spiritual power was scattered because of hatred, as if he couldn't hear the voice of Nian Jinshu, although the ghost king was angry, he walked leisurely, "Jinshu, don't waste your efforts!"

A cold smile flashed across the corner of Yan Hui's lips, and with a flick of his long sleeves, a picture scroll flew out of his sleeve, flying for more than ten meters, and the ghost king's face changed slightly, "Qiankun map?"

Qiankun diagram, ancient artifact, when the heavens and the sun are opened, demons are rampant, and the Three Realms are in turmoil, the ancient immortal monarch sacrifices the Qiankun diagram, and puts down the demon sword array, the sword array is open, and any demons and monsters are involved, and their souls will be scattered.

This is the first fierce battle in ancient times!

The Ghost King was shocked, "Aren't you fascinated by the illusion?"

Yan Hui sneered, but did not answer, the entire Qiankun Diagram opened angrily, the sky thundered and lightning, and a huge long sword flew out from the center of the Qiankun Diagram, the long sword was extremely similar to the Shocking Shadow, but it was more than ten times larger. The long sword was surrounded by black light, and the long sword quickly differentiated into a sword rain in a second, and the fierce array spell in the Qiankun diagram emitted golden light, and thousands of swords flew away, filling the murderous aura, sealing the way of the ghost king.

The sword light was magnificent, intertwined with the golden light in the fierce array, which was dazzling.

The dark clouds pressed on the top, the sword qi roared, and after the Qiankun diagram was angry, the scene was magnificent and huge, and the entire illusion also showed signs of tearing.

The ghost king is full of anger, but there is nothing to hide!

Yan Hui looked at him indifferently, noble and arrogant, and unstoppable, "Fang Fei can't kill you, what about Qiankun Tu?"

The long sword formed a sword formation in mid-air, and with Yan Hui's spell, all fell, and the ghost king's bone fan was fully opened to block, but he was caught in the sword qi, Yan Hui looked at him coldly, and said word by word, "Don't covet my lady, you are not worthy!"

The ghost king's soul was swept into the sword qi and vanished.

Nian Jinshu was shocked by this scene and was speechless.

This is the first murderous battle of antiquity!

It's too domineering, and it's too powerful!

Soul Bell, look at people!!

It's an artifact, why are you so unlucky, and you need so many things to awaken!

Yan Hui also lost his strength, half kneeling on the ground, Nian Jinshu hurriedly ran over and held his arm, "Yan Hui!"

The picture scrolled into a picture scroll, floated in the air, and fell back into the storage bag.

Yan Hui grabbed Nian Jinshu's wrist with his backhand and hugged her into his arms!

In the palm of his hand, there is also a triangular orange stone.

"Ah Jin!"

His voice was sad and frightened, his arms trembled, Nian Jinshu listened to his violent heartbeat, gently and obediently stroked his back, she watched the illusion collapse inch by inch, with sorrow and joy, "It's okay." ”