The rocks pulled Mo Beggar behind him, a sword in his hand ready to strike.

This movement is a bit loud and scary, and it can be described as huge.

The key is that you can't run if you want to, there is such a fog all around, but it is not as rich as the one above the purple bamboo forest.

But these mist are sword qi!

As the sword qi above the purple bamboo forest was aimed at this side, the fog under the four sides also changed violently, no longer fluttering, and all of them launched an attack towards the rock and Mo Qi'er, pointing their swords at the two of them.

"It's over!"

Rock's face was heavy, and he didn't expect this to be the case.

How could such a thing be provoked, I can't dream of it.

Ten thousand swords in unison

What a thousand swords!

It's a rhythm that's going to die!

But even so, the rock still protected the beggar behind him.

It's like an old hen guarding her chicks.

This made Mo Qi'er extremely moved, but the moving had a hairy use, and she was about to die.

I'm so anxious that I'm going to scream.

Snort

The rock swung his sword, wanting to take the ink beggar away from the purple bamboo forest.

Suddenly, as if the clouds had opened and the fog had dispersed, the purple bamboo forest in the original tense state was back to the sunshine, of course, that's what I said.

It was just a matter of an instant, everything changed.

Become elusive.

In short, all the sword qi began to flutter again, and the scene just now was like an illusion.

It's like walking in a dream and waking up and forgetting everything.

I was scared half to death, and suddenly it was like nothing had happened.

That's it.

Suddenly speechless and confused,

It's really the kind of rhythm that never happened.

This situation made the two look at each other.

"How?"

Rock wondered, and turned back to ask Mo Qi'er.

Lifting a posture where the sword has nowhere to stay, I don't understand what the situation is.

That's gone.

At this moment, there was a sudden turn in front of the rock.

The mist surged, and a sword qi channel like Yongdao appeared in front of him.

"Don't ask me, you made it up."

Mo Qi'er pushed a handful of rocks and pushed him into the sword qi path.

"Sure enough! …… Look"

Mo Qi'er said that the reason why he pushed the rock into the road was because he could be sure that it was the rock.

Fingers to clip a hint of sword light.

The ink-colored sword qi that was originally fluttering like a feather was sandwiched between his fingers.

It's terrible, the sword qi suddenly woke up, and it shot forward with a turnover.

Silence is better than sound, and the great change reappeared, and all the sword qi surged, pointing at the two of them.

In an instant, the great change happened again.

The purple bamboo forest seemed to come to life again, with murderous intent, even the Yongdao that had just appeared was also a sword aura, and the killing machine was everywhere.

"Quick, hold it with your hand."

Mo Qi'er pushed a handful of rocks and told him to clamp the sword qi he had just clipped.

The rock didn't ask why, and it didn't have time to ask.

Seeing such a thing, I also kind of understood.

It's about yourself!

It's just that I'm still a little confused, and the specific reason is not very clear, and it needs to be explored.

Raising his thumb and forefinger, he pinched the trace of sword light that was about to riot.

Feel the tremor between your fingers, bouncing up and down.

But it was only a few strokes, and the trace of sword qi seemed to be tamed, and it was soft and turned into a feather state again.

From unruly to tame as a sheep, it was just a moment.

A fleeting horror scene.

The purple bamboo forest returned to its original appearance, quiet and peaceful, without a trace of murderous aura.

The sword qi fluttering in front of him was still the same as a feather, without a trace of hurtful appearance, and it was like two worlds just now.

"Good stuff!"

The rock's eyes were bright, and his thumb and forefinger pinched a trace of sword qi in front of him to study it carefully, and then threw it into the storage ring.

He thought that he would collect some of this thing, and the next time he met an opponent, he would be angry if he couldn't get it.

But when the spiritual mind sank into the storage ring, that trace of sword qi was gone, and it disappeared when it was put in.

It's like a breath of air, and then it disappears.

"Hell yes!"

The rock scolded, and continuously pinched the sword qi and threw it into the storage ring, but the spiritual thought sank, and it was still like that, and disappeared out of thin air.

There is no trace at all.

Several times, after the test, it is impossible to retain such a sword qi.

I had to sigh and stop there.

looked at the treasure mountain in front of him, but he couldn't use it for himself.

This frustration is uncomfortable.

Mo Qi'er was also watching him perform, and he was also very curious, and also hoped that the rock could be made.

How horrible it would be to really store something like this!

When it's time to use it, just put it out.

I can't take it.

The idea is good, and the approach is right.

But apparently did not work out and had to give up.

The rock grabbed a lot of sword qi in the palm of his hand, spread it out and saw that the sword lying in the palm of his hand was very smooth, and he let him figure out the numbers.

threw it all into the storage ring, but the spiritual thoughts sank, but they all disappeared.

What can't be stored at all is sword qi outside, and in the storage ring, it's just a fart.

Not even a sound, a real diaphragm.

It looks good, but it's not used.

sighed, and had no choice but to give up.

"Let's go, let's go in, I can't wait."

Mo Qi'er was very excited, her destination was about to arrive, maybe she would be there after crossing such a corridor.

The rock didn't say anything more, and the sword qi couldn't be retained, so he could only go inside.

"Huh! There is no way, the end? ”

In front of the rock, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and there is no way.

Suspiciously, he turned around and asked Mo Qi'er what was going on.

Where did Mo Qi'er know what was going on, he was also confused, and looked around.

"Look!"

Mo Beggar pushed a handful of rocks and pointed to the side.

There is a palm print on the side of the Yongdao composed of sword qi, all of which are composed of sword qi.

The sword qi surging endlessly in the place next to it, but that palm print was relatively much more stable.

Such a palm print suddenly made the rock full of emotion.

The hand of the sword

The thing on that boulder was with the Water Law Chapter, and I thought it was strange at the time.

What kind of sword hand, no benefit at all.

No, here comes the benefit, that's it!

At this moment, I suddenly understood that it was no wonder that the sword qi was so honest, probably because of the hand of the sword.

The rock reached over and imprinted it on the palm print.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, his eyes widened, and he didn't withdraw his hand.

I feel like someone is writing in the palm of my hand.

I don't know what is written, too fast, too scribbled, such words he doesn't recognize.

Click

There was a sudden cracking sound from the roadway in front of him, as if it were telling the rocks.

From the center of his outstretched hand, the sword qi surged, and a path appeared in front of him.

"What kind of hand are you, and merging with that one will open the passage for you?"

How did Mo Qi'er know what happened to the rock on the boulder before, in his opinion, the sword hand of the rock is effective as long as it is put together.

This is supposed to be a secret method, but the rock doesn't tell him.

The rock smiled, he couldn't say it, and people might not believe it.

However, it is also considered to be one, and if the two mudras are combined, there is also the right to open.

Go forward, after a certain distance, it will still be like this, and a handprint will appear on the side.

The hand holding the sword closes, and the passage naturally opens.

This is how the rock opened up this passage many times, and it felt like it was taking a zigzag route.

Of course, people are only based on their feelings, and it is not very clear what kind of route they are.

Just go to the open passage, he knows that there is no danger with the hand of the sword.

Finally, my eyes lit up, and I walked out of the road and really faced the purple bamboo forest.

A path winds and sits into the depths of the purple bamboo forest.

The entrance is a low bamboo gate, which is extremely simple.

But a purple bamboo sword rested on top of the door frame.

Such a bamboo sword, as if it was made yesterday, looks like it is new.

In fact, it has been in that place for an unknown number of years, and no one has touched it.

Because no one has ever come, they can't come in.

Such a purple bamboo forest has no fence and is open.

But at the edge of the bamboo forest, there are actually fallen white bones, looking at the weathered appearance, it has been here for countless years.

I don't know when this is a strong man who came to this point, and it is already a great thing to be able to come to the Purple Bamboo Forest, but unfortunately he died outside the Purple Bamboo Forest in the end.

"Good stuff!"

Mo Qi'er crossed the rock and went straight to the purple bamboo sword, reaching for it.

"Don't touch it!"

The rock screamed, and he saw that on the bamboo sword, the hilt of the handshake was actually engraved with a handprint that looked like a hand.

Mo Qi'er glanced back at the rock, disapproving.

One grabbed the bamboo sword.

It's amazing.

Bamboo Sword suddenly rushed forward with him like crazy.

"Let go."

The rock yelled, and then chased, but couldn't catch up.

"Save me, ......"

Mo Qi'er was about to cry, and the bamboo sword seemed to stick to him, dragging him forward.

It's not that he doesn't want to let go, it's that he can't let go at all.

The key is the direction to go.

It is the place where the bones lodge.

There, Zizhu is like a living person.

Originally, there was a purple bamboo that had been cut to a person's height, and at this moment, it suddenly aimed at the Mo beggar who ran over.

Those purple bamboos aimed at him were like sharpened spear heads, how could they not be afraid.

That's how the people who died here died.

That's when you hit it, it's terrible.

"I'm going!"

The rock also saw the problem, Mo Qi'er was going to die in this situation!

Seeing yourself being pierced by Zizhu, the fear can be imagined.

The real scared people don't pay for their lives.

Crash!

The rock couldn't care about anything else, and the ethereal fairy clothes unfolded, and in one fell swoop it crossed over Mo Qi'er's head, grabbing the bamboo sword.

That's it, or was thrown aside by the purple bamboo sword.

That kind of power is too great to resist.

I almost hit those broken purple bamboos like spearheads, almost like a pregnant life.

buzzing

The bamboo sword trembled violently, as if trying to discern.

Rock took this opportunity to pull away Mo Qi'er's stiff fingers and hold the bamboo sword in the palm of his hand.

The bamboo sword that trembled violently finally subsided, and it became a harmless thing for humans and animals again.

But Mo beggar still dares to touch it!

Look at it and hide, and don't dare to touch it.

Eat a trench and grow a wisdom, and there is no next time, almost dying!

There were still a few steps away from those half-purple bamboos that looked like the tip of a spear.

But such a few steps are equivalent to putting your chest together, but you haven't exerted your strength yet.

Life and death are boundless, only in one thought.

I moved this heart, and I almost lost my life.

Sure enough, not everyone can control the baby.