In the secret room of the dungeon, the black gas was filled, and the old man of Qianji looked at Zhao Kai who was walking towards him with a bad breath in front of him, the surrounding air was distorted, the atmosphere was terrifying, and he knew that the danger was approaching, so he had to grit his teeth to interrupt his breathing, and stood up with serious injuries to confront the demon on the opposite side.

The spiritual barrier on the wall was removed by the old man of Qianji, and the old man was about to take the opportunity to cast a spell to leave, in the black gas, Zhao Kai summoned the dragon sword, the golden sword body trembled, and it was very repulsive, but the struggle of the sword spirit was only in vain, and the so-called god and demon qi quickly controlled the sword body, and the sword spirit also fell.

If the old man of Qianji is in his heyday, he is not afraid of Zhao Kai, who is unconscious on the other side, but after a series of accidents, he has been seriously injured, so he has to try his best to escape here first, but how can Zhao Kai let go of a lamb in his hand, the evil qi invades the body, the consciousness is lost, the evil desire fills his heart, and the killing thoughts are exhausted.

The dragon sword slashed towards the old man, and the fierce sword qi roared like an abyss dragon, and the momentum was amazing. Although the old man of Qianji was seriously injured, as a giant in the rivers and lakes, he had rich combat experience and countless family backgrounds, so he didn't fall at the beginning. A simple bronze mirror was handed, and the crystal clear mirror surface was actually towards the amazing sword qi, and in an instant, the essence light shot out, and the secret room suddenly brightened as day, but the black evil qi was even more conspicuous and terrifying. The sword light disappeared, and an extremely long crack appeared on the mirror from beginning to end, and the entire dungeon was shaken by this collision.

The sword in Zhao Kai's hand did not stop, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, he waved the sword light again, using only the most ordinary sword moves, but with the blessing of evil energy, all the most ordinary sword attacks were like a giant dragon roaring, with enough momentum and strength.

The dungeon was shaken, and Wang Qi and Mu Xiu both noticed the movement in the secret room and were shocked.

With a bang, before the old man of Qianji escaped, the door of the secret room was shattered by the fierce sword qi, how could the old man of Qianji let go of such an opportunity, out of the secret room, dozens of pairs of eyes flashed in the dungeon, staring at the embarrassed old man, showing an incredible expression.

Wang Qi and Mu Xiu were not far from here, and they were stunned for a moment when they saw the embarrassed old man, and then they saw Zhao Kai, who was covered in black gas, walking out with a Longyou sword, with a very evil charm and amazing momentum, it was Zhao Kai who forced the old man out.

After that, the world was turned upside down, and in the dungeon, Zhao Kai recognized the old man of Qianji, and did not take the initiative to attack others, at most, the aftermath of the battle affected some people nearby. The old man of Qianji has come up with one after another, and he is worthy of being one of the three bigwigs in Shudi, not to mention others, just saying that the magic weapon is incomparable, and one magic weapon is taken out to resist the sword qi, and after fighting for a long time, the two still can't help each other.

Most of the surrounding prison doors and prohibitions have been destroyed, and some of the martial arts people who are imprisoned here are secretly glad of their luck, most of them are running towards the exit of the dungeon, and some of them have a grudge against the old man of Qianji, and want to yin him behind his back, who knows that just approaching the battlefield, they were injured by Zhao Kai's sword qi that does not distinguish between enemies and me, and they only realized that the two people in the battle were not good at stubble, and then no one joined the battle, and they all just fled for their lives.

Wang Qi and Mu Xiu looked at Zhao Kai, who was already controlled by the evil qi, both frightened and worried. Wang Qi seemed to have guessed something, and scolded the old man of Qianji, who had triggered Zhao Kai's bloodline demonism, and had to call Zhao Kai's name as hard as he could, trying to awaken his consciousness.

The battle in the dungeon continued to escalate, although the old man was seriously injured, but he was already aroused by anger, and he ran a technique that consumed his vitality to improve his strength, and fought with Zhao Kai, as if he wanted to die endlessly.

The aftermath of the battle finally arrived at Wang Qi and Mu Xiu, the ripples of shock broke the ban, and the two rushed out of the cage, but they didn't dare to get close, so they had to protect the edge of the battlefield and carefully observe Zhao Kai's state.

In the pitch-black cell, there were torches along the walls, but now they experienced shocks, and only the remnants of the fire remained, but the light of the sword qi and magic weapons shone in all directions from time to time, flickering non-stop.

The fight has been going on for a long time, and the two of them have been going back and forth, which is very happy, but there is no substantial progress.

Boom, several forbidden gates were broken at the entrance of the dungeon, and the two of them turned to fight outside the dungeon. Wang Qi followed behind in case something happened to Zhao Kai. Mu Xiu, who was also following, had disappeared, but Wang Qi couldn't take care of these anymore, the whole person was extremely nervous, and the Sanyang Fu Sword came out of its sheath to block the ripples of sword qi around it, and chased after him.

He Longbow, who was fighting with the disciples of the Thousand Machines Pavilion, heard the movement here, and used his body to move through the crowd blockade like a ghost, and then tapped his toes lightly, and went away with the sword again.

The old man of Qianji obviously didn't expect the strength and resilience of the little guy on the other side after the evil qi invaded the body, he thought that relying on the consumption of time, Zhao Kai would slowly regain his consciousness, but he was wrong, how could the evil qi that had not yet experienced the baptism of blood and water easily leave.

When Dega Longbow arrived here, he saw that the old man Qianji was embarrassed, his robe was incomplete, and the snow white and holy under the blood soaked were no longer the white and holy before. And on the opposite side, a thin figure was filled with black gas, and the long sword in his hand shook out a brilliant sword flower, coming and going freely like a swimming dragon, and it was clearly a child, which was really weird.

"He Longbow, it is this kid who has absorbed the energy of your mountain villa's golden light jue, and now he has a bad qi like a body, and he has obviously fallen into the devil, you and I have joined forces to kill him, so as not to cause trouble to the rivers and lakes of Shu in the future. "The old man of Qianji is worthy of being an old fritter, and in a few words, he is going to pull He Longbow into the game to clean up the trouble he has caused.

He Changgong had his own judgment, knowing that he could not get rid of the old man Qianji at this time, he glanced coldly at the embarrassed old man, did not speak, stared at the child in front of him, frowned, and recognized that Zhao Kai was the child who was imprisoned in the villa before, his thoughts floated, thinking about all kinds of possibilities, and finally sighed, pointed the sword in his hand at Zhao Kai, and collided with it.

The underground prison was completely destroyed, a small candle flame was in shambles, and all kinds of rare magic weapons and artifacts were damaged, Mu Xiu carefully avoided all kinds of fragments on the ground, and walked towards the secret room where Zhao Kai was imprisoned at that time. Pushing open the broken door, the scattered magic weapons and spiritual treasures can still see the traces of the array, leaning against the stone table of the iron door An ancient secret book is lying quietly, there are a lot of stone chips and ashes on it, obviously the mess left by the fight just now.

Mu Xiu's eyes shot out, carefully put away the cheats in his arms, took the candle again and walked out of the dungeon, and went down the mountain under the cover of several horrors and strange things tonight.

In Yongjiu City, in the middle of the night, I only heard a few amazing sounds from the so-called evil mountain in the west, some people woke up, walked to a high place, and watched curiously, only to see the golden light flickering and not extinguishing, and in the cool moonlit night, it seemed that you could still see the black gas lingering on the top of the mountain. After this night, the city was full of rumors that the evil spirit in the mountains in the west reappeared, and there were gods and men descending from the sky to subdue demons and eliminate demons.

After this night's tossing, the vitality of the Thousand Machines Pavilion was greatly damaged, the mountain protection array was broken, the people imprisoned in the dungeon were released, and the disciples in the pavilion were implicated in many casualties by the ripples of the Great War, and the so-called Thousand Machines Old Man, one of the three giants of Shudi, was seriously injured.

Zhao Kai was injured by He Changgong's sword and had fallen into a coma, Wang Qi followed closely and explained the cause of the incident to He Changgong, but because Zhao Kai fell into the devil last night, He Changgong had to detain Zhao Kai, Wang Qi had no choice but to follow behind him, and the owner of He Zhuang, who was usually very good-natured, was annoyed at night, so he simply let Wang Qi enter the villa together and imprison him again.

The autumn days were unusually dry, and the air was hot and oppressive, clearly a harbinger of a rainstorm.

In a cramped and uninhabited alley, two black-clad men were trading unknown.

One of the petite figures took out a simple and yellowed secret book from his arms, and the three big characters on it were the golden light recipe that was the origin of last night's farce, so this figure was Mu Xiu who secretly went down the mountain last night.

A rough voice came from the other side, "No, don't bluff me, this is an ordinary book, I can't feel the slightest ripple of spiritual power, it can't be Jinguangjue." There was anger hidden in his voice, obviously this was an irascible character, if Mu Xiu couldn't give an explanation, maybe he would have to hurt someone.

"There was an accident last night, and the energy in it was absorbed by others, but you can rest assured that the cheats themselves are spiritual treasures, which can absorb the energy of heaven and earth to restore themselves, and the exercises recorded on it can be practiced first, as for the special energy infusion required for rest, you can take your time according to the spiritual power recovery of the cheats. ”

"Hmph, you should pray that you didn't lie to me, or I'll have a way to get you in trouble. ”

Mu Xiu didn't care about the other party's cruel words, obviously he was used to dealing with each other for a long time.

"What do I want?" her words revealed a rare coldness.

"Here you go!" replied impatiently to the wicked man on the other side.

An extremely ordinary-looking bronze longsword was slammed to the ground.

"You!" Mu Xiu finally got angry, and he drew his sword and was about to slash at the wicked man opposite.

The man couldn't delay too much, "Yes, the ghost master won't play with you, little girl, you can do it yourself." ”

Under the bright skylight, Mu Xiu slowly squatted down, carefully rubbing the bronze sword body, his face showed a sad look, the corners of his mouth twitched slowly, and he sobbed silently, tears popping to the ground Falling down his cheeks, looking through the crystal teardrops, the bronze long sword seemed to have a spirit, and slowly reacted, and an illusory figure appeared between the tremors, a ten-year-old child touched it, and the illusory and fleshless little hand stretched out, and slowly moved to the area around Mu Xiu's eyes, wanting to help wipe away the tears, but the transparent arm really couldn't be substantiated, it actually penetrated out, and fell into the vacancy, leaving only a faint sadness and the joy of reunion lingering in the surrounding air, sweet, it was a beautiful smell.