The barren grasses forgotten by time grew wantonly among the cracks of the collapsed stones, they grew vertically, horizontally, diagonally, and towards the sky, growing at random, until they were seen by Song Qiu today. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The barren grass that almost reached his knees was carried by Song Qiu's legs and feet, shaking and trembling, like aquatic plants swaying slightly at the bottom of a clear river.

Those wild grasses swayed gracefully, and the edges of the leaves with small toothed blades flashed with strange light, which was not silver, nor gold, it was a color that Song Qiu looked familiar to the eye, but could not say.

He didn't know the color of the light, but Song Qiu was extremely familiar with the aura emanating from that light, and Song Qiu had never imagined that he would feel such an aura on a clump of wild grass.

That's murderous.

Strong murderous aura.

Even stronger than the murderous aura emanating from a professional killer stained with a lot of blood.

Without much thought and no room for more thought, Song Qiu subconsciously waved the weapon in his hand.

Fortunately, although Song Qiu was surprised that he suddenly changed time and space, and he seemed a little at a loss, the Divine Whip and the True Martial Heaven Shocking Sword in his hand were not withdrawn, but were still tightly held in his hand.

The Divine Whip and the True Martial Heaven Shocking Sword raised the sound of whirring wind, and those sawtooth teeth that were cut off at Song Qiu's feet seemed to have met the most terrifying opponent in this life, and let out a shrill cry like a mosquito, desperately shrinking towards the rear.

Of course, Song Qiu understood that this was by no means the time to keep his hands, the aura was running at a high speed in his body, and he swung it out with all his might.

Two terrifying divine weapons from the heavenly realm swept around, and the barren grass with jagged teeth was like a green snow, fluttering one after another, floating all over the sky.

It seems to know that if you dodge, the end will be the same as these debris in the sky, and those regressive wild grass will cut back to Song Qiu after a short period of condensation.

Song Qiu didn't make a move.

Because there was a very bright sword light in Song Qiu's eyes.

The sword gently brushed the barren grass, like a gentle caress between lovers, but these sharp barren grasses broke in an instant like brittle dead branches.

The man in the green shirt collected his sword, and Song Qiu recognized that this was one of the eight senior brothers in Kunlun Heavenly Palace, but Song Qiu couldn't remember his name and rank.

The chin of the man in the green shirt was raised high, which was a kind of momentum that had been in the top position for a long time.

He looked at Song Qiu with a condescending look, as if a big man was waiting for a beggar farmer to take the initiative to wag his tail and beg for mercy after an occasional almsgiving.

Song Qiu felt a little unhappy in his heart, but thinking that the two of them were still allies, and the scene at this time was very treacherous, he couldn't tolerate the slightest disunity, so he still thanked politely: "Thank you for this senior brother's help." ”

"Hmm. The man in the green shirt snorted from his nasal cavity, his gaze fell on the two immortal weapons in Song Qiu's hands, and the light in his pupils suddenly brightened.

During the fierce battle before, he was infinitely concerned about his surroundings, so this was the first time he noticed the blade in Song Qiu's hand.

The green-shirted man stared greedily at the Divine Whip and the True Martial Heaven-Shattering Sword, and couldn't help but lick his lips with his tongue, and asked without raising his head, "Where did these two weapons come from?"

He asked both rudely and recklessly, and of course Song Qiu was even more unlikely to tell him the truth: "This is my own blade, as for the origin, please forgive me for not disclosing it." ”

His question was rejected by Song Qiu unkindly, and the man in the green shirt glared at him unhappily, and said softly: "What a little person who is not grateful." ”

Although his voice was soft, he deliberately did not hide it, deliberately so that Song Qiu could hear it clearly.

Song Qiu smiled helplessly, this person didn't know why he felt so good about himself, he was obviously able to easily solve these wild grasses, why did he feel that he was grateful to himself?

The people in green shirts have grown up in Kunlun Heavenly Palace since they were children, and they are used to being respected, and they have always been above the top, but at this time, they felt that they were damaged by Song Qiu, and they didn't say anything more, and turned their attention to the surroundings.

He looked at the bronze mirror hanging on the half-collapsed wall, and suddenly let out a soft "pout".

The mutilated bronze mirror with a turquoise patina radiated dazzling brilliance in the sunlight, and the attention of the man in the green shirt was completely attracted by this brilliance.

Unconsciously slowly approaching the bronze mirror, the man in green shirt said with a look of fascination: "What a fairy mirror." ”

The strange look of the man in green shirt made Song Qiu vigilant, and Song Qiu couldn't help but remind: "This place is weird, be careful." ”

The man in green shirt, who was disturbed by Song Qiu, snorted coldly, turned his head and glanced at Song Qiu, and said sneeringly: "What's the matter? Could it be that this bronze mirror is also yours?"

Song Qiu shrugged his shoulders and said no more.

The man in the green shirt turned his head and continued to walk towards the bronze mirror.

Walking in front of the bronze mirror, the man in the green shirt stretched out his fingers to touch the edge of the bronze mirror.

Touching his fingers on the turquoise patina, the man in the green shirt shook his head and sighed regretfully: "What a fairy mirror, but it's a pity that it's missing." ”

The bronze mirror clearly reflected the face of the man in green shirts, and the people in green shirts who were sighing suddenly found that he was actually laughing weirdly in the mirror!

A hand stretched out from the bronze mirror and strangled directly on the neck of the man in green shirts.

The man in green shirt groaned in pain, and before Song Qiu could come to the rescue, he saw the man in green shirt in the bronze mirror smiling cruelly and indifferently, his fingers were forced, and with a click, he directly broke the neck of the man in green shirt!

Letting go of his palm, the green-shirted man in the mirror disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only a corpse with residual body temperature.

Song Qiu ran to the corpse of the man in green shirts, and looked at the man in green shirts who was arrogant and arrogant a second ago, and couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

The weeds that grow jagged teeth and cut off people's legs and feet will make the reflection reach out from the mirror to strangle the bronze mirror of the deity......

Everything that happened in this world made Song Qiu feel absurd dreaming.

Where is this world?

An unprecedented sense of crisis permeated Song Qiu's heart, and this fear of the unknown made him feel as uncomfortable as suffocation.

"Here...... Where is it?" Song Qiu muttered to himself.

He didn't expect an answer to his own words, but his question was answered.

"If my prediction is correct, this is the world of Inner Penglai, which is what we call Penglai Immortal Mountain. ”

Song Qiu turned around, and Jian Hongyu didn't know when it came.

Looking at the corpse of the green-shirted man on the ground, Jian Hongyu's face was solemn and pale, and she paused and continued: "I just don't know why, now this once legendary immortal mountain has become a dangerous forbidden place. ”

Song Qiu took a breath, very shocked by Jian Hongyu's bold conjecture, he widened his eyes and asked, "This can't be, right?"