"It's okay, it's a broken flywheel, it can't hurt me." Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The scene just now, all the saints saw it in their eyes. It seems that the fragments in the rocks are broken virtual soldiers. The power of attacking Gu Xin shows that the lethality of this soldier is extremely high.

"Be careful."

Chengying whispered and instructed, just after entering the "Waste Soldier Mountain", he encountered such a thing, and the road behind can be imagined. It is called "Waste Soldier Mountain", and the fragments of virtual soldiers are indispensable.

The saints and gods realized that the fragments of the virtual soldiers could not be compared with the real virtual soldiers, and the killing power was greatly discounted, and it was easy to say that one or two pieces were too much, and the power should not be underestimated.

Chixiao's eyes burst with excitement, and he touched the gray stone. Escape into the depths of the mountains.

A meteor flew out of the rocks with a pale cyan tail. The "Ruyi Fan" in Chixiao's hand made an arc-shaped fan, and the meteor covered with frost flowers fell into the rocks, and the gray stone lit up with cold light.

The fan bone was broken by the streamer. Chixiao grinned, the broken fan was like this, and the broken bones were light. It's no wonder that the "Waste Soldier Mountain" is not guarded by saints, just these broken virtual soldiers, incarnate the following saints, don't think of entering.

Chixiao didn't care about the broken fan, stepped over the rocks, and pulled out a piece of light.

With this move, the smoky mountains were stabbed into a hornet's nest. A fiery red light swept by, and the four realms were startled with a cold cold light.

Chixiao put away the "Ruyi Fan" that had broken several fan bones, and the battle shield pushed towards the four domains.

Dozens of flying spear remnants struck the battle shield, and Chixiao's figure was half shortened.

The battle shield swirled in the air, blocking in front of Chixiao. Chengying and the other Holy Ancestors approached, and when they saw Chixiao trapped in the stone, they wanted to laugh but couldn't, and their eyes gradually became solemn.

With Chixiao's combat power, it shouldn't be a problem to take over these broken virtual soldiers, the problem is that there are too many fragments. Attacking together, even the Holy Ancestor felt powerless.

"I'll try".

The shadow floated across the red sky, and Lin Xu's lightning flashed around him. The lightning staggered and tore at the airspace, and the gray stone under his feet was smashed into gray smoke.

Chi Xiao and the Holy Ancestors' faces flashed, they had never seen such a secret technique as the Chengying Society, which could actually attract the Thunder Qi, which was extremely rare among the "Innate Qi". In this way, Chengying uses the breath of thunder to break through the realm.

Gu Xin's coquettish eyes jumped, her small mouth opened wide, and she almost screamed.

The arc of electricity wrapped itself in a shadow and escaped into the gray mist. As soon as I stepped into the rocky airspace, water splashed between the stones, and a cold glimmer pierced through the rocks. Boom! The arc tentacles hit the shimmer. The afterglow extinguished the tired glow, the retreat vanished, and the airspace returned to calm.

Chengying grinned, the power of the Void Soldier Fragment was indeed not small, but it was vulnerable in front of the Void Soldier.

Chengying didn't see what the remnants of the soldiers were, and then escaped into the next mess.

Bian Le followed silently, and when he escaped through the pile of rocks, he touched the gray stone. Look at the messy handwriting and gently shake your head.

Carefully calculated, the Holy Sword Mountain has a history of tens of millions of years, and in such a long time, how many remnants of virtual soldiers will be buried here. Every pile of rubble is the grave of a false soldier. How many broken soldiers were buried by the admiral of the "Waste Soldier Mountain".

After Cheng Ying escaped through dozens of mounds, he gradually felt powerless. There were more and more fragmented virtual soldiers, and for every ten zhang of the line, dozens of fragments flew in.

Since entering the Holy Sword Mountain, Chengying has been cast into a virtual soldier. The Void Slash is not very powerful, but it is full of power, and its appearance is very terrifying.

There were too many fragments of the Void Soldiers, which was equivalent to dozens of Qi Condensing Sixth-Order Saint Ancestors attacking and killing at the same time. No matter how strong Chengying's combat power is, he gradually feels struggling.

Gu Xin saw that the corners of Chengying's forehead were sweating, and he escaped to the front and grabbed Chengying. "I'll come".

Seeing that Gu Xin was about to come out, Bian Le wrapped the black belt in his hand around Gu Xin's wrist and pulled it gently to stop Gu Xin's figure.

Chi Xiao looked at Bian Le, the only way now was to attack alternately and kill a long passage. With the power of one saint alone, I am afraid it will be difficult to do it.

Bian Le blocked Gu Xin's move, it was too selfish.

Bian Le ignored Chi Xiao's dissatisfaction and looked at Chengying.

"Spirit Shadow, where is the 'Thunder Shadow Dragon Pattern Dagger' in the 'Waste Soldier Mountain'?"

Chengying was stunned. When he came, he only knew that the "Thunder Shadow Dragon Pattern Dagger" was in the mountain, and where it was located, Ling Ranzi didn't say.

Chengying bit his fingers, he was happy to patronize it at the time, he didn't think about it so carefully, thinking that there would be guards in the "Waste Soldier Mountain", who knew it would be like this.

Seeing Chengying's shocked appearance, the saints also widened their eyes.

"You don't know," Tai's voice rose an octave.

"I ......".

Seungying was asked, squeaky and couldn't speak.

"It's okay, the mountain area is only a hundred miles, let's look for it separately." Chixiao Relief Road.

Qin A and Xia Yu straightened their eyes, and the broken void soldiers in the mountain were like a sixth-order sage of condensing qi, and every time they passed the level with their realm, they had to fight for their lives.

"Okay, it's divided into three groups, the young master and Tai'a and Xia Yu are in a group, Chengying and Chixiao are in a group, and I am in a group with Gu Xin." Bian Le finished speaking quickly.

The saints looked at Bian Le and smiled secretly in their hearts. The relationship between these two holy friends is inexplicable!

Tai A and Xia Yu let out a sigh of relief. Escape behind Chixiao.

Chixiao nodded, Bian Le's idea was good, and the grouping was also good, which was exactly what he meant. You must know that the purpose of Chixiao's trip is even more extraordinary.

Chi Xiao took out three crystal beads from the holy bag and gave them to Chengying and Bian Le. "After discovering the 'Thunder Shadow Dragon Pattern Dagger', crush this crystal, and the other two groups will be teleported."

Chixiao's eyes widened, the Holy Sword Mountain is really wonderful, and there is this kind of transmission crystal.

"Guhin, let's go this way".

Three groups of Sages searched in different directions. In a flash, it was engulfed by the strange remnants of light.

Not long after the saints left, several holy ancestors walked out of the gray mist, holding small crystal balls in their hands. Gaze at the sphere for a while, divide into three groups and escape to each domain.

Gu Xin held a small flower-shaped shield, squinting at the mist, and a pair of velvety eyebrows blinked like butterfly tentacles. She didn't expect Bian Le to do this.

I saw a shield flying in front of Bian Le, and a pink shield shadow shook out towards the three domains. In a flash, it disappeared into the gray mist, and the mist shook slightly, as if it was raining, and the white light was shot backwards.

After a breath, Bian Le grinned with ruddy lips, and there was a faint smile on the slightly concave corners of his mouth. Pull Gu Xin into the fog.

The shadow of the pink shield stood on the rocks, and the reclining gray stone flashed with three phantom characters.

"Senior sister, what do you think"?

Gu Xin had seen Chengying and Chixiao make a move, and they had more or less suffered some dark losses. Bian Le's method is much more savvy.

"It's called throwing stones to ask for directions, who is like them with a wooden fish head."

Bian Le picked up the fragments of the void soldiers that had lost their aura in the chaotic stones, and looked at the shield shadow standing in the air. The "Thunder Shadow Dragon Pattern Dagger" has been used by Bian Le, and he has carried it with him for more than 100 years, and the fragments in the rocks are very large, so it cannot be the "Thunder Shadow Dragon Pattern Dagger".

"Oh! I said that my sister proposed to look for them separately, you are too good."

The shield in Gu Xin's hand flashed, and the small battle shield flew into the fog.

Bian Le glanced at Gu Xin. Gu Xin froze and looked back at Bian Le in dismay. "Really"?

"It's just suspicion, so carefully examine the fragments of the virtual soldiers."

Gu Xin nodded, what Bian Le said should be good, she believed that Bian Le's idea was right. The "Thunder Shadow Dragon Pattern Dagger" will not be sealed in the "Waste Soldier Mountain". Gu Xin's face was full of suspicion, so he had to follow Bian Le's words and escape into the rocks to pick up a piece of debris.

Buzz! The fragments infused with aura shook. A virtual sword shadow shoots out from the fragment. Gu Xin's fingertips lit up with several runic lights, and the sword shadow shook and disappeared into the section of the fragment.

Gu Xin threw the fragments into the rocks, these fragments do have some power, the power of a single piece is the killing power of one star and two stars, and it is not in her eyes at all, if she came here when she was in the cultivation realm, she must be a treasure to pick it up.

"There's nothing unusual about this, what is the junior sister looking for?"

Bian Le glanced at the rocks in front of Gu Xin, and followed the shield shadow into the next gray mist.

Gu Xin only discovered at this time that although these virtual soldiers were broken, they each had their own airspace, and each gray mist and stone was a soldier's mound, burying a virtual soldier.

"Why are there so many yozukas"?

Gu Xin shook his head puzzled, he really couldn't figure it out. "Why don't you re-smelt which?"

"Senior sister wait for me".

Soon after Gu Xin left, several saints appeared in the rubble and took out the crystal ball and hit the fragments in the rubble. Poof! The Void Soldier fragment sucks in the crystal bead and levitates in the sphere.

There was only one saint priest, who stretched out his crystal hand to pick up the fragment that Gu Xin had seen, took out the crystal bead and put it on the broken place, a virtual light flew into the crystal bead, the saint's eyes were full of smiles, and he put the crystal bead into the holy bag.

Tens of thousands of miles away, inside the Lingxiao Palace. Ling Ranzi sat in the throne with cold eyes, staring at the empty light gate of the hall.

The light and shadow flashed, and a disciple appeared inside the light gate. When he saw Ling Ranzi, he immediately bowed.

"Young Master, Lingxiaozi and other saints have entered the 'Waste Soldier Mountain'."

Ling Ranzi's face twitched, and he nodded slightly.

The kneeling disciple peeked at Lingranzi. And whispered: "It's just ......"?

Ling Ranzi raised his eyebrows, and his eyes condensed with a cold murderous aura.

"It's just that for some reason, the disciples of each hall heard the news and followed in."

Shy! Ling Ranzi took a cool breath. Teeth rattle. said fiercely, "If you do your own sin, you can't live."

The disciple was so frightened that he fell in the air and trembled, not knowing why the young master was so angry.

Outside the dense ancient forest of the "Abandoned Soldier Mountain", the broad-faced saint priest under the drooping branches sat on the arched roots of the tree and closed his eyes to recuperate. Pull the big leaves around him to block the dazzling sunlight that flashes through the cracks of the trees, and half-open his eyes to catch a glimpse of the pale green mountains.

The green shadow moved, and a saint fled out of the airspace in a sweat. Consciousness circled, wiped the sweat on his face with a smile, and took out the crystal beads from the holy bag tremblingly. "Senior brother, how about looking at this"?

The broad-faced saint pouted and lazily took the crystal bead. Whew! Lift up the holy robe to cover your head, and the crystal beads are put into the holy robe. After a short while, he put down his robe and nodded with satisfaction.

"Not bad".

A holy bag flew into the hands of the priest. The saint was so excited that he almost didn't catch it.

"Thank you, brother"!

"Go, go!"