The black raindrops fell, with gusts of humid air, and a monstrous momentum burst out like a volcanic eruption, and the whole swamp seemed to be about to burst open, and the momentum of the explosion was like a stone pressing on the nerve line, making people feel frightened and depressed.

The icy whirlwind was spreading, the rain powder fell on Xin Qijie's face, there was a cold taste, his eyes looked at the clouds in the sky, among the black clouds, a giant dragon was circling, the wind between heaven and earth became more and more rapid, and the raindrops in the sky began to gather, looking like drops of crystal water.

Crystal droplets of water flew away from all directions, like meteors in the darkness.

Xin Qijie's eyes shrank slightly, and the water droplets penetrated the space and penetrated his body, wouldn't it be easy.

The crystal water beads pierced through the space, emitting the brilliance of an instant like a meteor, and shot towards the Xin Qi Festival.

Xin Qijie slowly stretched out his hands, and the vitality between his hands surged open, and four walls of vitality drilled out of the ground.

Those crystalline water droplets shot on the wall of vitality, making a muffled thumping sound, as if they were shooting on steel.

The crystal droplets of water shot on the wall, emitting wisps of mist, slowly rising into the air, turning into wisps of vitality and burrowing into the dragon's body.

The sky seemed to be collapsing, the terrifying momentum was sweeping, the dark sky became more gloomy, and in the thick clouds, the momentum of the dragon exuded, like a rolling tide, slanted down from the sky, and rumbled down towards the Xinqi Festival.

As the dragon's terrifying momentum surged down, the dragon's black horns flew out, turned into two bolts of lightning, and slashed down.

The terrifying momentum can destroy the mountains and tear the space, and the martial artists in the early stage of the Small Creation Realm, under this momentum, are afraid that they will burst into a blood mist on the spot.

The terrible wind tightly clinged to Xin Qijie's clothes, his feet fell into the mud, his handprints began to change, and the Qiankun Yin and Yang Sword spread out above his head, and the terrifying two-color halo intertwined like a huge wave, intertwined into a huge gossip array, and the gossip array had just condensed, and it was torn to pieces by the terrifying momentum.

Rumble!

The huge Bagua Array exploded like glass, terrifying air currents flew, and the sky was full of mud swept by.

Xin Qijie was wrapped in the momentum that surged down, as if a stone weighing ten thousand catties was pressed down, and his body was about to burst open. A faint silver electric current gushed out of his body, forming a gang qi to wrap around his body, and the momentum that surged down was on the gang qi, and it turned into wisps of smoke.

When the monstrous momentum dissipated, two black lightning bolts, like divine dragons, slashed down at the top of Xin Qijie's head.

A lightning bolt draped on Xin Qijie's chest, and the qi on his skin was torn out of a hideous crack, and his body seemed to be about to explode, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Looking at the second lightning bolt that fell, it hurriedly rolled along the ground, and the lightning slammed on the swamp, and the swamp exploded, and a huge deep pit appeared, and then the silt slowly healed.

The terrifying energy above his head pressed down, the swamp began to surge, half of Xin Qijie's body fell into the mud, silver thunder began to surge, the rolling thunder sea rolled away, and a silver dragon appeared out of thin air.

The silver dragon was shining with silver light all over, flashing with silver lines, and the pieces of armor were as dazzling as night pearls, facing the dragon.

Rumble!

When the silver dragon and the giant dragon came into contact with each other, the space exploded open, and the fragments rolled in all directions, and one after another hideous cracks extended out of the space.

The terrifying fluctuations that erupted at the intersection engulfed Xin Qi Festival like a wild beast, his body rolled out of the distance, his eyes were blackened, blood gushed in his mouth, and there seemed to be a hallucination in front of him, he found that this dark swamp dissipated, and he sank into a stream, sinking into this stream, he felt extremely comfortable all over, as if he was soaking in vitality.

Beneath the stream there was an endless stream of bones, and in this place the bones were piled up like a mountain, and he lay on them, and then fainted.

I don't know how long later, he woke up from his coma, and there was a cold white light in front of him, which frightened him, and he thought it was some kind of monster or terrible thing, but he didn't know that it was the moonlight that fell on the water and fell on his face.

The horror was gone, and he sat up slowly, and when he saw so many white bones, he felt a little shocked, and when he thought of the attack just now, he felt a little terrible, but fortunately the dragon was not a real dragon, otherwise he would have died here.

Feet on the white bones lightly, along the white bones around a circle, found a cave, the cave built particularly strange, as if according to the gossip construction, faintly infiltrated a mysterious breath, in this mysterious breath spread and opened, Xin Qijie slowly took a step, in front of the cave appeared a huge eight-color pattern, this eight-color pattern has a black fork on the opposite side of a great man holding a black seal, holding a black seal of the great man, holding a black seal of the great man, there seems to be a light in his eyes, that is a kind of wise light, with a smile on his face, eyes squinting at Xin Qijie。

Looking at the evil ghost holding the black fork, I felt a sense of oppression coming straight to the soul, not to mention the majestic man holding the black seal.

Xin Qijie pondered: "These white bones must have been killed by this pattern, it seems that there is more than one person who found this place, and many people have also found this place, but they all died here." ”

Xin Qijie hesitated a little, not knowing whether he should go in, so many bones are buried here, there must be strong people among them, and it is possible that there are people among them who are much stronger than themselves. Slowly raised his gaze, looked at the eight-color pattern, his expression became cold, and he walked up slowly.

I finally came here, whether it was Longtan Tiger's Den or something more dangerous, I had to break in.

When he was about to get close to the eight-color pattern, the light on the eight-color pattern was magnificent, and the dazzling light swirled and opened, enveloping the Xinqi Festival. Xin Qijie was in a light cluster, there was a huge eight-color pattern in the light cluster, looking at the eight-color pattern up close, it was even more lifelike, the evil ghost looked even more hideous and terrifying, the great man had a smile on his face, and the black mark on his palm was even more black and flashing, giving people a great pressure.

There is a black line under your feet, as long as you step on this black line, the majestic men and evil ghosts on the eight-colored pattern will be afraid and will shoot.

Slowly pouring out the vitality and forming a vitality light shield on the surface of the skin, Xin Qijie took a deep breath and slowly stepped over the black line. (To be continued.) )