Chapter Ninety-Three: The Sword Has a Knife Formation
Xie Zhengliu didn't know how many times she had swung her sword, and she had almost forgotten how many soul beasts had died in her hands.
Anyway, in the back, she was almost mechanically fighting the soul beast.
One side of the blade was cut out by her, and she used it on the other side. And it has to be said that at this point, the sword is indeed more affordable than the sword.
Until the spirit sword was about to be used by her, the last soul beast in front of her finally fell.
As soon as the soul beast disappeared, Xie Zhengliu, who had already exhausted all his spiritual energy, collapsed to the ground on the spot, gasping for breath regardless of his image.
After so many years in the cultivation realm, even in Crying Ghost City, she has never been so embarrassed as she is today.
She lay on the ground, her eyes closed, her body resting, but her mind searched everywhere for the source of the realization in the shadows.
But it's a pity that Xie Zhengliu searched almost all the palaces she walked through, but there was still no gain.
The palace where Xie Zhengliu is now is already at the end of the underground palace, and there are only walls left in front of it. Just as she pondered whether to go back and find her way back, a teleportation array suddenly revealed on the wall at the end.
Obviously, the only exit is already in sight.
Xie Zhengliu didn't think for long, and stepped into the teleportation array, she didn't know what was in front of her, but she wouldn't look back at this moment.
On the other side, there is also a group of demon cultivators from the Nine Extremes Gate who are also facing this choice.
The young man at the head had long fiery red hair, casually draped behind him. The golden-red vestments on his body were full of the word "expensive".
The five men behind him were all wearing black demon clan light armor, and the light armor waist was an obvious mark of the Nine Pole Gate.
Seeing this, a demon cultivator with the word landing engraved on his light armor said: "Young master, this underground palace is very strange, I don't know what is behind the teleportation array, let's not take risks easily." ”
Hearing this, the young man said disappreciatively: "Hmph, this dungeon is obviously the relics of great power, we have already defeated so many soul beasts in front of us, and we can get the relics of great power at our eyes, you let me give up at such a time, this is absolutely impossible!" ”
After finishing speaking, the young man stepped into the teleportation array first, not giving the demon clan behind him another chance to persuade him. The rest of the demon clans, seeing this, could only obediently follow.
At this moment, Xie Zhengliu didn't know how many competitors she was about to meet, she looked at the black and iron-colored knife mountain in front of her, and had a faint guess in her heart.
Although I don't know who the owner of the dungeon is, this is probably a certain great power looking for a successor for himself, and this great power is likely to be a sword cultivator.
Although I don't know why it was such a coincidence, a sword cultivation inheritance was placed in front of him, and of course Xie Zhengliu would not give up.
It seems to be a mountain made of molten iron, showing a cold black color, and the mountain is about a dozen people high, and you can't see the end at a glance.
There are dense long knives inserted into the mountain, each of which looks like a high-level magic weapon.
Xie Zhengliu took the first step towards Daoshan without the slightest hesitation.
As she took this step, there was a clattering sound all around, as if it was a forbidden place where something was sealed, and there was a restlessness due to the intrusion of the strange atmosphere.
Xie Zhengliu's hairs stood up almost on the spot, and she subconsciously raised her sword to the right side, and sure enough, there was one, and the knife that flew over at some point was shot down by her.
The first knife attack had failed, and then, the knives on the iron mountain slashed at her head densely, with a posture of chopping the girl in front of her into pulp.
Xie Zhengliu, who had not yet recovered from the previous fierce battle, had to brace himself and meet the new round of attacks.
Fortunately, she was not the only one who underwent these tests at this moment, and the rest of the human cultivators and demon cultivators who were pulled into the Sword Mountain World were not even prepared, and they fell into the bitter battle of the sword formation.
There were a few demon cultivators with poor reflexes, but they were hit on the spot, and they were directly teleported out of the range of the Sword Mountain, losing the qualification to compete for this inheritance with the rest of the people.
The remnant soul outside the water mirror watched what those stupid people had done, and almost lost his beard in anger.
He dragged his half-dissipated body back and forth in the small stone room, like a living person pacing: "What the hell is going on with these fools, I have already put my requirements so low, I can't even dodge such a simple knife formation!" The people and demons in the cultivation realm are getting more and more stupid, stupid, they are all stupid! ”
The scolding kept echoing in the stone room, probably because the sound of the remnant soul scolding was too loud and too ugly, and a second slow voice finally sounded in the stone room:
"What are you crazy about at night? Didn't you already get so many monks from the human race and the demon race, what are you making trouble about? ”
The golden light slowly rose in the stone chamber, even if the light had no face, let alone expression. But just from its tone, you can hear the light group full of irritability and helplessness.
The remnant soul snorted again, and didn't even look at the light group: "You still have the face to say, look at the people you found for me." It's not that the brain is not good.,The demon clan who only knows how to rush forward.。 It is a sword cultivation that is arrogant and only willing to learn swords. Look at this again......"
He pointed to a young monk in the water mirror who was chased by a knife array and even ran away from his shoes, and his expression was even a little distorted at the moment: "Stupid like this, can he learn my knife well?" Can you be kind to my little girl? ”
The light group tried to roll its non-existent eyes, but its gaze swept over everyone in the water mirror one by one.
It suddenly said, "Isn't there still this female cultivator?" ”
"This ...... It's kind of interesting. The remnant soul came to the side of the light group, and looked at the female cultivator who seemed to be at ease under the attack of countless sword shadows in the water mirror with it, and the look of satisfaction in her eyes became even more obvious.
"She had a sword in her hand, but I could tell that the boy was clearly using a sword. She has an extraordinary talent in sword cultivation, and if this person can really break through this sword formation, I am willing to meet her. ”
The remnant soul didn't seem to look very favorably at Xie Zhengliu, but when he spoke, he was already subconsciously tidying up his clothes - although he looked like this, no matter how much he cleaned up, he couldn't change anything.
I thought that my words would be echoed by the light group, after all, before these monks appeared, only the two of them could speak in the entire underground palace.
And since the light group regained consciousness, it has also become a chatter under the guidance of the remnant soul. Basically, the two of them get together, and there is no quiet moment.
Without waiting for the light group to answer, the remnant soul turned his head to look over, and he only saw the light group staring closely at the female cultivator in the water mirror, as if the greedy evil dragon had discovered the treasure he had been looking for.