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With the current level of Xia Boyang and Xiangnu, it is really a bit out of tune to talk about that kind of character, they are just talking, and when they get to the void crack over there, the two of them have also crossed one after another, but what they crashed into was a dark space that did not fall into winter. The full-text ad-free novel is all in Aishang Novel Network biquge.info{Aishang Novel Network biquge.info}(_bubble&)

This is the Void Mezzanine.

Before entering the ruins, both of them had similar experiences, but this time they got in, and they couldn't help but marvel at the area of this "mezzanine". In the distance, the target's qi emission was still eye-catching, just like the light of a fire in the night, pointing out the direction to the two.

There was nothing to say, the two of them still tracked up, more than ten miles had passed, and the surroundings were still pitch black, and they could only confirm each other's locations through guò qi machine induction.

“...... Senior sister?"

Xia Boyang spoke in a low voice, saying that Xiangnu was not too cold, but there was no frivolity in it: "Do you feel it?"

Xiangnu did not respond immediately, the communication seemed to be cut off, and the two continued to move forward, flying for miles in the darkness, without any warning, the two of them suddenly turned to one side, and quickly split apart one by one, and suddenly opened the distance.

There was a hum in the darkness, followed by a crisp symphony, a splash of sparks, and at first glance, a figure of a speeding shuttle, and in the blink of an eye, it was gone.

The void mezzanine restored silence, but the atmosphere was like a string that would break at any time, and the invisible qi machine was like a spider silk flying in the air, wandering in the void, every touch was like "overelectricity", each nerve jumped, and a deep sense of crisis slashed through the skin like a knife, which was creepy.

Xiangnu was "separated" from Xia Boyang at the first time of the fight, which was of course intentional - the same on both sides. Such a deep darkness is not suitable for any kind of alliance, let alone the "trust" that has never been established under the appearance of separation.

The nun retracted her whole body aura and completely melted into the darkness. But there are still some traces of qi flow outside her body, whether it is strong or not, whether it is weak or not, under the "dress" of the Rakshasa illusion, it is the most confusing trap, and darkness is a resource that she can use.

Just now she had the upper hand, the few monks who suddenly inserted into the void mezzanine looked uneven, and there was an unlucky guy who was injured by her finger and injured the lung meridian, and couldn't help coughing, and was killed by another person in a blink of an eye, and the murderer should be Xia Boyang.

Despite this, Shannu still couldn't confirm how many people rushed in.

"It's like a dark river....... ”

Shannu made an analogy, after a series of changes, she had a further understanding of the structure of the void mezzanine, and now she has a strong feeling that more and more characters are jumping from certain nodes on both sides of the strait to join this endless conflict.

Invisibly, people seem to believe that this is the shortcut to the treasure land of the ruins.

"Whew", someone grabbed the head, and almost touched the trap she had arranged. Xiangnu was very calm, still narrowing his eyes, restraining his breath, and moved his position slightly to the side.

In the middle of the shift, a string of clear light suddenly lit up in the darkness.

Someone threw out the Night Pearl!

Xiangnu frowned slightly, but did not hesitate, her body contracted, and moved to the side. At the same time, he glanced back, and saw that the pearl was sprinkled with light, reflecting at least five or six surprised or hideous faces.

Silent Explosion!

Several monks in close proximity exerted their strength in unison, and the turbulence burst out in all directions, but they were constrained by the space, forming a wave of impact turbulence in the "river channel", which ran through the front and back for more than ten miles, and even the thin air forced out a series of deafening air explosions!

Xiangnu heard a muffled scolding, which was then replaced by a scream.

There was another slight sound, and the tumbling night pearl was shattered by someone for some reason, and the "river" fell back into darkness, but at this moment, the sound of the blades of the true power slashing, the confusion of the qi machine, and the bloody qi floating in the void all slammed up to a new level.

The Night Pearl, which glows on its own without the need for outside light to reflect, is expensive, but this time, it is the life of a monk that is charged when it is unveiled. At least eight people were involved in this small conflict, and Xiangnu was eventually involved, and even smashed one person's internal organs with his own hands.

The long eyebrows in the sideburns are slightly raised, sharp as a sword, and the chill is clear. Nothing is something that everyone hates, and Xiangnu is no exception, but her temperament is different after all, and she does not immediately return a tooth for a tooth, but further retracts her breath and breaks away from the edge of the battlefield.

Seeing that she was about to get out of the chaotic battlefield, her body was really shocked, and her whole body shook.

There is no warning for the impact!

The void was filled with sword qi in an instant, and thousands of wisps of sword qi twisted together, making a buzzing and trembling sound, like a swarm of swarms dancing wildly, and the void within a radius of several feet was instantly smashed. When the crisis came, the female cultivator's figure rushed towards the sword qi, and was crushed by the sword qi in a blink of an eye, but in the end, it was nothingness, and her true body was already ten zhang away. At the same time, the illusory power that dispersed into the sword qi was also blocked by the sword qi that was discharged, and it failed to make a contribution.

The sword intent is subtle, and the illusion is condensed.

The two sides clashed instantly, separated instantly, and it was only then that the brain really circled.

Experiencing the flow of air in a blink of an eye, the two sides came to the same conclusion: this is a real encounter, when the two of them withdrew from the battlefield, they just passed by, and they only blamed the two people for their ability to hide and hide, and the two of them were opposite, and they hid each other, and the sword qi really collided, and they were all caught off guard, and they instinctively released a killing move, and they were not injured by both defeats, which can be called lucky.

Fortunately, the two who are separated from each other have some subtle feelings:

"This person's sword intent is familiar, but it is plausible and ......"

"Could this illusion be her?"

The two sides did not make any further contact and stayed away from each other. Soon after they separated, the sound of breaking the air in the "river" broke out one after another, but this wave of people didn't care much about the danger in the dark, they were in groups of three or five, twisting their respective qi engines together, and connecting each other's vitality in series, forming a unique combination of attack and defense, and no one dared to take their front for a while.

The two people who had already disappeared into the depths of darkness recognized the identities of this wave of people: "The Northland Demon Gate has also been added!"

It's almost the same sentence, but the tone feels very different.

At the time of the thought, in the middle of the scattered "ferries" on both sides of the "river", almost every moment, someone jumped in, gathered into a stream, and was inspired by the Northland Demon Gate, and similar offensive and defensive combination teams also came out of the cage, and the scene of a solo show suddenly became chaotic again.

In other words, the "river" is more lively.

The chaos continues, and the battle in the Void Mezzanine has undoubtedly expanded.

In just one or two hours, the top master monks who participated in the Sword Garden Grand Gathering seemed to all gather in the "Boundary River", either alone or in groups, but no matter what, the killing in the extreme darkness was always with them, and very few people could be alone.

It is not difficult to get out of this dark region, but just a "shortcut" has infinite magic.

Many people sensed the majestic sword pressure in front of the "river". Although the feeling has begun to fade and hide, correspondingly, it has also made people have fewer scruples, and there will always be a minority of people who retreat in the face of difficulties.

Like a flying soul phantom, Yu Ci flew in the "river". Compared to the clumsiness of his movement when he first entered the room, his progress can be described as "leaps and bounds". The effect of condensing into the true talisman of the seed began to appear, and when the sword light was controlled and the vitality was swallowed, the flow became smoother and smoother. The one praised him for his sword control skills, and the sword went straight into the green underworld, just around the corner.

Yu Ci didn't feel flattered by that person's praise, just because compared with that person's means, his small progress was really nothing.

This guy actually did it......

At this time, there were fifty-seven Huandan monks in the "River Channel", and they had broken through the eighty threshold earlier, and twenty-three of them had either died or withdrawn, and it was these people, including the Northern Demon Sect, the Jade Washing Alliance, the Lichen Sect, the Heavy Weapon Sect and other large and small sects, plus the top figures in the scattered cultivation of all directions, who were already the top group participating in the Sword Garden Festival. As for the monks of the Divine Realm, here, they are not even qualified to survive.

Such a group of people, who are interested in the relics of the sword immortals, are distributed in all corners of the ruins, but within two hours, they are like flies chasing stinky flies, gathering together - nothing to do with tacit understanding, just the calculation of that one. How to do it, Yu Ci, who has been staying in the "river", is not clear, but the facts have proved that his methods are ingenious.

Then there is the "ignition", and from beginning to end, darkness is the best catalyst.

Now that the situation is on the right track, what happens in the future, first, we have to calculate, and second, we have to see whether God helps.

Just as he was thinking about it, a message came: "Lock the heavy door...... It's starting to break the ban!"

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