Chapter 42 Rises

Sharp and long whistling, the dog's face was solemn, he could hear that all the soldiers who came this time were fighting with long soldiers, and it was difficult to resist.

The dog's egg royal character trick is transported, and the four big holes are like a volcanic eruption, the essence is gushing wildly, the essence is boiling like the sea, and the whole body is flowing between the galloping, forming a tiny royal character inscription.

The body instantly formed a blood-colored film, thin and slender, as if it could be broken by the wind, but there was a feeling of perseverance, as if the green pine was as tall as winter.

The spear smashed, like a powerful battlefield general, holding this spear, and the spear smashed down with great ferocity.

Goudan found that these were not real divine weapons, but were condensed by the convergence of heaven and earth aura in runes. Immediately the legs were pressed down, the horse stepped down, the five fingers were opened and twisted, and they were clenched into a fist, and the green tendons of the arms were bursting up, as if the dragons were wandering in it, and then fiercely hammered out.

"Bang!" the spear shattered inch by inch, and mysterious runes lingered on it, dissipating inch by inch under the impact of the dog's huge force.

And on the surface of his fist bone, there is a hole about two inches long, which is deeply pierced, and the bones are already visible, and the fist bones are intertwined with a trace of bright red blood, which is his blood.

He was injured, his first injury since entering the Phantom Formation. Now he realized that something was wrong, this place was definitely not the same place as the ancient battlefield, they had strayed into other places.

I didn't have time to pay attention to the injury, twisted my back like a big dragon bending, my spine like a dragon collapsing up, my knees and straddles together, straddles and waists, and waist and qi together.

"Whew!" The faint mist was like a sharp arrow flying arrow, the fist moved with it, and the blood-colored film quickly superimposed on the fist surface, taking advantage of the momentum to meet the flying Chang Gung battle halberd and the handsome rune war knife of a hundred soldiers.

Although the Chang Gung War Halberd has rune condensation, there is a kind of long-standing battlefield battle intent on it, with boundless evil aura and red halberds, as terrifying and hideous as a bloodthirsty demon halberd.

The Rune War Knife of the Hundred Soldiers, shaped like a Tang Sword, lacks mysterious rune secret power engraved on its body, and the fluctuations alone are enough to make people fearful.

The sword halberd roared for a long time, roaring in the air, smashing towards the momentum, like the momentum of a thousand armies sweeping the mountains and sweeping the ground, which was very terrifying!

Dogdan's footsteps are one after the other, the left fist leans forward, the right fist is placed on the waist, and the eight-pole boxing fight 'collapse, lean!'

"Bang!" the right fist crashed first, slamming into the blade, and the left shoulder followed with a fierce impact. The long knife suddenly smashed down in the air, the hammer fell to the ground, the blade was broken, and the runes shattered into a heavenly secret power and melted into the array.

His left shoulder was shrouded in several layers of blood-colored film, and the originally reddish film of light formed a bewitching blood-red light shroud over his left shoulder.

With a brazen collision, the Chang Geng battle halberd, the blood-colored battle intent like a long rainbow and his blood-colored light mask collided fiercely, and the momentum of the two parties spread like blood, and for a time they formed a division of courtesy, and it was difficult to distinguish between them.

The land shrouded in white mist, a bewitching blood red, and an infinite evil aura dyed the entire land of white mist into two identical, but completely different blood colors. The weight of the evil aura on one side is earth-shattering, and the enchanting blood-red mystery on the other side seems to have infinite and treacherous changes.

At this moment, a light object like a ghost, which could not even be detected without careful inspection, stabbed rapidly.

"Poof!" the short sword of the battlefield stabbed horizontally, and struck him in the chest, red blood flowing from the wound, and yellow linen dyed red from a sharp crack in his chest.

He was fighting against the Chang Gung War Halberd, where he could detect the short sword like a ghost, or at the critical moment, the blood-colored film blocked it for him, so that the short sword did not go straight to his heart, otherwise he would have been a dead man at this time.

With a pale face, he glanced at the short sword out of the corner of his eye, the short sword gauntlet was extremely short, and at first glance it seemed to have no handle, which was the reason why the handle was too short. The sword body is as light as paper, but it is unprovoked sharp, extremely sharp, and it is incomparably sharp forged for a certain blow.

This is the weapon that the assassins in the battlefield will use, and the top assassins who strive to kill them in one hit!

No wonder he couldn't detect the dagger from the beginning, the blade was as thin as paper, no matter how fast it was, it didn't make any noise or movement, and how could he spot it when he was focused on the halberd. ”

When he came back to his senses, the rune secret power on the Chang Gung War Halberd had long been exhausted, and as for the boundless evil qi, it was no longer possible to compete with him. The stamina suddenly exerted force, and the halberd fell to the ground, but it did not break, and it was still hard and fierce.

Whether it is the ancient war spear or the Chang Gung war halberd or the rune war knife are not the final killing moves, they are all moves that appear for the sake of the short sword's nirvana, and the dog who has never experienced such a change in the killing move almost died in the move, if it weren't for the blood-colored film, he would have died at the moment.

But now he resisted, and instead of looking at the halberd that still exuded evil aura under his feet, he looked down at the short sword.

The second baby heard the movement and disappeared, and hurriedly asked, "Uncle Godan, how are you?"

Because of the fog, Erwa and the others couldn't even see each other, so naturally they couldn't see that the dog was injured, so they asked.

"It's okay, don't worry. His face was pale, and he responded with a strong pretense.

turned his face and looked down at his chest with a somewhat ugly face, as a descendant of the ancient martial arts, he naturally knew a lot about the human body, and the short sword happened to cut through his arteries, if he pulled it out now, the blood would gush out like a fountain.

If he usually uses his recovery power, there is a way, but now in this kind of place where his life is in danger at any time, losing too much blood will affect his combat strength, and this kind of behavior is undoubtedly looking for death.

That's why his face is ugly, and the short sword can only be pulled out for the time being, this kind of battlefield can be called the weapon of death, and it is really vicious.

In the depths of the big array, the second elder with long beards and white eyebrows like immortal wind dao bones was even more pleasantly surprised: "Thirty percent killing formation, this is already enough to kill most of the cultivators in the middle stage of physical training." ”

At this time, there was a shocking change in the land of white mist, and the originally plain white mist seemed to be formed by aura at this time, exuding a faint inexplicable aura, as if it had wisdom.

Goudan looked vigilantly at the white mist in the air, and he noticed the change in the mist. In vain, his pupils narrowed, as if he had seen an incredible scene.

The mist surged towards the front, and gradually a creature about dozens of meters long was faintly formed, which looked like a turtle, but it was faintly red and black, with a head like an eagle and a tail like a snake, and the roar was as piercing as sawwood.

"Spiral Turtle!" The mist actually formed a big fierce Spiral Turtle in front of the Spirit Ruin Pavilion!

Erwa and others also saw it at this time, the sense of oppression brought by the huge size of tens of meters was breathtaking, and everyone was speechless in shock.

Erwa and the others were stunned, and Goudan said in his heart, "It's not good, does this life stop here?"

The tortoise has not yet been fully formed, but it has already exuded a terrifying majesty, as if it is an ancient murderer, just at a glance, it seems that it shocks the heavens and the earth, and freezes thousands of miles.

The cold and piercing feeling spread to the bottom of everyone's hearts, as if even their thoughts were frozen together.

"Lingxu Immortal Gate, it's really terrifying!" said with a slight regret in the dog's eyes.

I feel the strength of the spiritual ruins and the amazing fairy road, but I regret that I have not yet appreciated the magnificent scenery on the way to practice.

The temperature in the land of white fog dropped to freezing, which was even more terrifying than the old village chief's magic technique, and a thick layer of frost had formed on the hair and clothes of Erwa and the others.

"Dog.... Dog... Egg... Egg.... Egg.... Uncle..."The second baby's teeth chattered, and she trembled and shouted the name of the dog.

In the depths of the great array, the second elder disappeared in an instant, and only the ice-blue mystical runes were left in the depths of the great array, reflecting the sky, and the terrifying qi was circulating here.

In the place shrouded in white mist, an old man with a fairy wind bone suddenly appeared, and with a wave of his hand, Erwa and the others instantly came out of the killing array and appeared in the phantom array of the ancient battlefield.

looked at Goudan, and waved his hand as well, and Goudan also appeared beside Erwa and others. The second elder didn't say anything, he believed that with the strength of the dog, he was enough to pass the trial of the spirit ruins, and there was no need for him to interfere at all.

The second elder, pinching the seal in his hand, and above the killing array shrouded in white mist, an ice-blue transparent token appeared, on which the word Spirit Ruins was engraved. The two-character pen is vigorous and upright, as if it is depicted with a divine weapon, and the blue brilliance flashes on it, revealing a terrifying momentum, which is extremely terrifying.

The second elder was full of momentum, his white beard and long hair were windless, and his wide white robe was waving wantonly. All over his body, including the seven orifices, exuded a cold and bright brilliance, his fingers were put together, he raised his finger to the token in the sky, and shouted: "Scatter!"

The Ancient Fierce Whirling Turtle that was about to form suddenly dispersed into a white mist and spread, but the temperature in the killing array still dropped to the extreme, and even if it was a second-order monk at this time, it would also be frozen or even die in an instant!

And the second elder, who returned to a bland appearance, only the essence revealed in his eyes was terrifying.

He was obviously in a good mood, walking slowly in the white mist-shrouded land, but he was not affected by the extreme cold in the slightest, his face was still ruddy, and his spirit was excellent.

The Second Elder glanced back and made sure that the killing array had been closed, so he disappeared in place again in an instant, suddenly appearing on the big boulder outside.

The people on the outside world didn't notice it, they just felt that the old man disappeared for a while, but they didn't know where the old man went.

Time passed little by little, and many people in the outside world were already waiting a little anxiously, especially the strong men of the major forces, who escorted the children of their own clan, and they didn't know how many people would be left in the end.

Only the people of the eight great families in Lingxu Prefecture did not panic at all, the juniors in their families did not need to participate in the trial to enter at all, they only needed to wait for the end of the trial, and they could follow the Lingxu elders into the Lingxu Gate, so they were not in a hurry at all.

"Hmm, I hope my grandson can worship under the Lingxu Gate this year, he has already failed three times, and if he fails again this time, he will have no chance to exceed the standard of Lingxu in age. An elderly man said worriedly.

This resonated with many people, and several of them were also in this situation, looking at the big array with worried eyes.

"There are really a lot of good seedlings this year, in addition to the eight great families, even the descendants of General Zhang in the border city have come, and there are several dolls, who have just mastered the magic arts, it is really amazing, the spirit ruins are in full swing!"