Cui Qi was furious, his chest rose and fell, it was really a family, and his words were so annoying.

What kind of person can teach such an apprentice?

If I meet him, I must teach him a good lesson.

Will it teach the disciples?

Put such an apprentice out and think about someone else's mammary glands?

A man's mammary glands are also mammary glands.

Just when Cui Qi was about to become angry, Elder Rui's voice sounded, as if it was just right, and at the same time, the beautiful and pleasant voice also made Cui Qi's anger go down.

"The Burial Spirit Realm is an original spell created by the ancestors of the Sword Family."

"Generally, only those who hold the Soul Burial Sword are qualified to learn."

"Once you cast it, it's not so much a battle with the sword wielder as it is a battle with the ancestors of the sword family......

Elder Rui's voice was soft and beautiful, but it made those who heard it for the first time feel a chill in their hearts.

Looking at the ball of light in the distance was also full of fear.

How many ancestors of the Sword Family there were, no one knows except the Sword Family.

Everyone threw themselves into the sword body at the last moment to nourish the Soul Burial Sword and gathered inside the Soul Burial Sword.

The ancestors of the Sword Clan were all geniuses of an era, and their strength can be imagined.

After Xiao Yi listened, he was careful and worried a few times.

Sounds very good, can the second senior brother handle it?

But after thinking about it, Xiao Yi felt that he was too worried.

The second senior brother never let her down.

No matter how powerful the enemy is, no matter how cunning the enemy is, it is not the opponent of the second senior brother.

The mere sword family, or those sword family ancestors who died, where would they be the opponents of the second senior brother?

Immediately, Xiao Yi cheered up and looked into the distance with confidence, she believed in her second senior brother.

The white light was vast, Lu Shaoqing looked down at his feet, as if there was only one place for him to stay, and the rest of the surrounding places were white, as if there was a bottomless space below.

The aura that permeates the surroundings gives one a sense of heaviness.

However, there is no pressure on Lu Shaoqing.

Lu Shaoqing also looked around with interest, wondering if it was an illusion.

Jian Wanshan's voice sounded, "Come on, this is your burial place." ”

The voice was ethereal, as if it were coming from all directions.

Lu Shaoqing raised his head, "Don't pretend to be a ghost here, come out." ”

"Humph!"

Jian Wanshan's figure slowly appeared, towering above the sky, the white mist was misty, looking down on Lu Shaoqing like an emperor.

"Your time of death has come!"

As his words fell, one figure after another appeared around him, standing up to the sky and the earth, and a terrifying aura permeated this space.

It was as if heaven and earth were pressed down.

Lu Shaoqing had already seen this kind of scene, and he had seen this kind of picture when Jian Yi used the Soul Burial Sword before.

At that time, it was a fantasy created by the aftermath, and it was not lethal.

It's different now.

The terrible coercion is like a materialization, and it keeps falling.

The white streamer of light in the entire space fell, like raindrops, constantly converging on Lu Shaoqing.

It was a terrible force, like an invisible hand pressing down on him, making him bow his head.

A voice sounded in his head, and he knelt down and could live.

Lu Shaoqing felt the pressure, and his body trembled slightly.

Jian Wanshan's voice came, "Stupid human, you don't know anything about power. ”

Jian Wanshan's voice couldn't hide the smugness, "This is the power left by my ancestors, how can it be that you, a small human being, can compete?" ”

"Is it strong?" Lu Shaoqing's voice came, still in that annoying tone, "There are so many dead ghosts here, have you ever burned incense for them?" ”

"If you don't burn the ingots candle, can they bless you?"

"Rank among the broken swords, it's not even a remnant soul, it has a fart power."

"This bit of strength can't even compare to my junior sister's Mengmeng fist, so I'm embarrassed to shout?"

Jian Wanshan's anger came up again, but he didn't lose his temper, and continued to sneer in the posture of a victor, "Stupid! ”

"Then let you see the power of my sword family!"

As Jian Wanshan's words fell, his strength skyrocketed.

A terrifying force forms a white storm here, like a blizzard in the dead of winter.

Whirring and blowing, the terrible pressure kept increasing, and the whole space seemed to be compressed.

The power was squeezed from all directions, as if it was going to squeeze Lu Shaoqing.

Lu Shaoqing stretched out his hand and made a move, and the imaginary Mojun Sword did not appear, but Mojun appeared.

Lu Shaoqing looked at Mo Jun, ", where is the sword?" ”

Mo Jun didn't say a word and ran to Lu Shaoqing's shoulder, ", boss, help!" ”

shook his head, didn't bother with Mo Jun, and waved his hand fiercely.

The Immortal Fireball Technique appears.

It's huge, but it's not powerful at all.

Jian Wanshan's triumphant voice sounded, "Stupid human, haven't you found it yet?" ”

"The Funeral Realm is a realm of its own, this is not the outside world, nor is it any space you are familiar with."

"Here, the people of our sword family are gods."

"You can't do anything but wait for death."

The more Jian Wanshan spoke, the more excited he became, "Only your divine sense can attack here, no matter how powerful your divine sense is, it's useless." ”

"Because you are facing the ancestors of my sword family, you don't have any chance."

The sound reverberated through the space, deafening.

In the face of the power of terror, heaven and earth were overshadowed.

Jian Wanshan seemed to have seen victory, and here, he was the spokesman of God.

The ancestors of the Sword Family blessed him.

However, Jian Wanshan hadn't been happy for too long, and his annoying voice sounded again.

"Oh?"

"Is that so?"

Jian Wanshan was furious, "Is that so? Can you resist it? ”

"Stupid people....."

Before he could finish speaking, a terrifying force suddenly erupted from below.

Like a lit barrel of explosives, it exploded with a bang, and a red storm swept up.

The terrifying high temperature spread, and the temperature of heating made Jian Wanshan feel like he was in a volcano.

The red storm slammed into the white storm fiercely, and in Jian Wanshan's shocked gaze, the white storm seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, constantly struggling, and finally swallowed by the red storm......