Chapter 151: Surgery

In the deep underground of Shijian Mountain, in another dimension of the real rock formation, a world built by the crude black sharp giant sword qi, a world with countless black bird-shaped devils jumping and killing, and a huge golden treasure hall was located in the center.

Outside of the Golden Treasure Hall, is a very large city. The thick city wall as high as ten zhang, the fiery red wall bricks, the towering arrow tower, the magic cannons, the giant puppet beasts, the soldiers wearing red iron armor and holding spears like iron men, the officers riding all kinds of fierce beasts, are wary of the black bird-shaped devils outside the city walls and something more terrifying.

From the city wall inward, the city wall is circled and circled, and this is already the sixth city wall. Behind the walls of each circle, the soldiers, warriors, knights, swordsmen, and swordsmen who lived were even older. Each circle of territory enclosed by the city wall is divided into several districts, which are ruled by a number of Jindan real people.

It's strange that these Jindan real people are all Xuanyuan Sword. But now he has been forcibly reversed, and instead he has become a lackey at the feet of the enemy.

In the center of the Golden Treasure Hall, countless murals depict the long history of the Demon King and the results of Xuanhe's battle, countless witches reciting the holy name of the Demon King, countless of the most crazy warriors guarding the gate of the Demon King's sleeping palace, countless treasures are thrown into the sacred furnace in front of the palace gate as if they are worthless, and burned into a misty blue smoke.

On all the murals, it is always the demon king who finally defeated all the strong people of that era, but was attacked by a despicable villain, trapped in this world, seriously injured and sleeping, and let his minions and birds and demons have been besieging endlessly, wanting to kill the demon king. And the demon king had to spread the law on the ground and recruit guards and soldiers, but it allowed many, many people to escape the bloody and terrifying cannibalistic world and start a new life here.

All the monks and civilians in the entire six-story city wall looked at the huge cyan pillar of light that penetrated the heavens and the earth above the Golden Treasure Hall and pierced the black demon clouds in the sky, because it passed through the confinement and blockade, bringing sunlight, air, rain, and all good things into this world, so that there was this paradise of male cultivators and female weavers, noble and lowly and peaceful, quiet and peaceful.

However, who would have thought!

The great demon who had created it all was now frozen in an amber-like enchantment, like a poor little worm fixed in transparent resin, trapped in the moment when a man appeared in front of it.

The cyan pillars of light in the sky still continued, the offensive and defensive battles on the outermost layer of the city wall were still repeating, and all the lives of those outside were still going on.

Chen Ang.

There is a name that jumps out of the hearts of all living beings in this realm for no reason, which is the extreme manifestation of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth catering to a certain existence.

The name of unprovoked reason was erased from the hearts of all living beings in this realm by a man, which is the best proof that this man is extremely powerful.

A very ordinary snow-white robe, simple and elegant, spotless, but there is an unprovoked extreme horror, so that all the creatures in the Golden Treasure Hall who saw it died at first sight.

A small silver knife, pinched by a thin hand, gently cut through the transparent amber-like enchantment, cut through the illusion of the big demon transforming into a handsome middle-aged emperor, cut through the body of the big demon body as hard as pure gold, cut through the great demon's extremely filthy, turbid and depraved and crazy primordial god, cut through all the defenses set by the big demon in the primordial god, and picked out a name from the gratuitous world.

"Wuhu Sado Sanpei"

"Or can it be said that it is the Heart Zen Sword Venerable? No, you should be the part of her body that was cut off? She followed that bastard surnamed Yu to the outside of the world and left you here?"

For no reason, even if he has been sealed in stagnant time, he will never be able to perceive the outside world, and it is impossible to hear this man's words, but sweat is still oozing from the forehead of the big demon.

Naturally, sweat is just a faΓ§ade. Inside, is the difficult movement of the primordial spirit, everything in heaven and earth, all the molecules in the aura, all the demons in the turbid qi, and all the screams of its imminent death.

Death Omen.

Suddenly, a star flashed in the sky.

Let me be a little chaotic in the moment after smashing the Chen Ocean of the Northern Stygian Mountain, which was only about one hundredth of a second.

Not too.

Very small.

That is, the sword composed of one hundred and zero flying swords that rotate and cut each other along the cascading tracks on the outside of my body, because of a natural and absolute human nature, there are some small notches in the same probability.

Just a move in my heart, sensing an accident, raising my eyebrows, slanting my eyes, and walking a little bit of God.

That's all.

But the guy caught the gap.

A flying sword turned into a sword wire, as fast as lightning, and pierced in, all the way in front of me.

And then.

And then there is.

Above a fountain one hundred and thirty-seven paces away from me, it can be said that the place where a foundation monk lives in the most difficult place to hide in the mist and airflow, a man wrapped in a black bodysuit with only a pair of starry eyes exposed, was inserted into a barbecue by my twelve Xunyi swords, instantly draining all the blood and sucking up all the true yuan mana, so that he could not die again.

There doesn't seem to be the kind of magic weapon like the fairy war in the legend, and there is no magic weapon to fight like a fairy, and there doesn't seem to be any way to see it, just like a script that could have been made into a super special effects 3 blockbuster turned out to be an Olympic wrestling bn.

However, those who understand will naturally understand.

"Zhou Zifang was defeated. ”

"Have you found out who that guy is?"

"Nope. However, this guy's sword path is indeed a killing way, that is, a killer's sword. ”

"Then let's continue? In addition to Zhou Zifang, we also have a lot of seeds, just use him to polish it, how about it?"

"Very good. ”

"You haven't said it yet, that guy killed Zhou Zifang and married Jin Dan?

"But the strange thing is that he didn't form a golden pill, so I didn't use the few back hands that I originally put in Shijian Mountain for the time being. In this game, she won a son. Let's wait, and let her fall. ”

"The little guy has a good idea. It turned out to be a mental arithmetic difference, which is really a bullying and bullying. ”

A certain bigwig underground just glanced up at the top, lowered his head and continued his "operation".

It's a real surgery!

Starting from the Golden Treasure Hall to the outermost layer of the four fierce magic weapon flying swords that support the entire sealing world, the entire world, everything in it, including the big demon, including the more terrifying evil thought bird demons hiding in the black giant sword qi, all, everything, everything has been refined into a "skin" by this big guy.

casually draped it on, and from behind him fell out a clone wearing a green robe, carrying four swords, and wearing an eagle head mask that could not tell whether it was a man or a woman.

"It's a pity that the Heart Zen Sword Sect has cut off its inheritance. Look at how far the sword path passed down by Wei Taixuan and the pot neutron has withered and fallen in the past 50,000 years. It's really sad for me to see it, why don't you wash the world for me, kill those guys who sell their reputations, and make the world a little more exciting?"

"What's the name of the mourner?"11