Although the man in gray was crazy, he was restrained by Lu Zhinan, and he could only kill Tang Fengyue with his eyes. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In the center of Qingque Lake, the indigo light as thick as a bucket soared into the sky, and a sword with a length of three feet and three feet, with a simple style and a dark blue hilt, slowly rose from the lake.

As soon as it appeared, it attracted the attention of everyone by the lake.

The long sword flickered and shone brightly, and wisps of blue smoke evaporated, and at a glance it was a rare sword in the world.

"Qingque Sword, you finally appeared. ”

"This sword is mine. ”

In the crowd, some people whispered to themselves, and there was a fiery light in their eyes.

The man in gray left Lu Zhinan and rushed towards the center of the lake first.

From the shore to the center of the lake, there was a total distance of fifty zhang, and the gray-clothed man lit the water twice on the surface of the lake, and finally was about to grab the Qingque Sword.

A white figure rushed out of the crowd, shooting at the gray-clothed man like an arrow, and then he came first, and slapped it out with one palm.

Rumble!

The strong palm force made the lake ripple slightly, and the gray-clothed man turned back and flew back, coldly spitting out the words: "Sure enough, it's you, surnamed Xi." ”

The man in white did not speak, he was very indifferent, and kept attacking the man in gray, and the aftermath of his palm strength was lingering, making other people who wanted to get close feel that they were in water tens of meters deep, and their movements were blocked.

Soon, a big battle took place on the lake. Because some people who believed in their profound skills all rushed over to seize the Qingque Sword in the middle of the lake.

Tang Fengyue stood on the shore.

He had no interest in any divine weapon. Even if he wants to refine martial arts in the future, he doesn't like to practice kung fu such as weapons, after all, it is too troublesome to carry it.

"A bunch of fools, delusional to compete with this seat for creation. This seat is a disciple of the Corpse King, and it is destined to revitalize the Corpse Refining Gate and restore the supreme glory of my Corpse Refining Lineage!"

The indifferent voice of the man in gray was like a thunderclap, striking on everyone's heart.

Disciple of the Corpse King, it turns out that this person is the descendant of the Corpse King, no wonder a flute can control hundreds of dried corpses and create today's great slaughter.

Thinking about the corpse king's back then, how profound his skills were, there were tens of thousands of dried corpses under his control, and each one was not today's black-eyed dried corpse, and the red-eyed dried corpse was comparable.

At that time, the corpse refining gate was all over the world and shocked in all directions, which was not unreasonable.

The Descendants of the Corpse King met the enemy on one side, and the other hand was quickly forming the magic seal. Seeing this, the man in white immediately attacked like crazy, and seemed to be extremely jealous of the seal.

In the chaotic battle, someone attacked the man in white, forcing him to dodge and missing the best opportunity to stop the Corpse King's descendants.

The heirs of the Corpse King laughed: "The surname is Xi, the Dafa of breaking the seal in this seat has already been practiced to the point of perfection. It's all for today. As long as the origin poison heart of the Qingque Sword is unsealed and used for refining, the corpse refining demon skill of this seat will immediately reach a higher level, haha!"

Rumble!

The magic seal formed by the descendants of the Corpse King pressed towards the Qingque Sword.

The Qingque Sword shook wildly, and the sword body roared.

Immediately, in the eyes of everyone, the indigo light of the entire body of the Qingque Sword condensed in the void in front of the sword body, slowly forming a spherical shape the size of an egg.

It was as if all the essence of the Blue Sparrow Sword was condensed in this ball of light.

"This seat has corpse refining magic skills in the body, and is not afraid of the poison of the world. This source poisonous heart will only make this seat soar into the sky. The Corpse King's descendants laughed and began to use their skills to draw the poison in the heart of the Origin Poison.

Wisps of blue light were attracted to him and inhaled into his body. Then, everyone felt that the aura of the Corpse King's descendants was getting stronger little by little.

"No, stop him, or we'll all die. Some people yelled, temporarily formed an alliance, and killed the heirs of the Corpse King.

The Corpse King's heir smiled cruelly, and slightly let out a trace of the poison in the heart of the origin poison, as a result, those people screamed, and their bodies turned into a puddle of water in the air and fell into the Qingque Lake.

The people on the shore looked creepy and couldn't accept it.

Those people are martial artists in the Zhou Tian Realm, and they can be regarded as first-class masters in the martial arts, but they only encountered a trace of poison, and they died without a place to be buried, which is too terrifying!

The white-clothed man's eyes were deep, and he even began to pull the Origin Poison Heart into his body to reduce the amount of poison obtained by the Corpse King's descendants. At first, he trembled, but as his power worked, the toxicity was quickly suppressed.

The heir of the Corpse King sneered: "It is worthy of being the best martial arts master in the past." The surname Xi, you people in the Holy Water Palace are very annoying. ”

The man in white spoke for the first time, and his voice carried vicissitudes that did not match his young face: "You better stop it as soon as possible, the killing is boundless, and you will destroy your future." ”

The heirs of the corpse king laughed: "Why bother to behave? The future world is destined to be full of smoke and war." Wulin will face a new round of reshuffle, and the real king of kings will be killed from the corpse and bones!"

The conversation between the two was not deliberately amplified, so the content was not heard by others.

While the two of them were making a move, they were desperately trying to snatch the poison in the heart of the origin poison. The aura of the Corpse King's descendants is rising. Gradually, the man in white was suppressed at a disadvantage.

At this moment, Lu Zhinan finally made a move, and he couldn't sit back and watch the descendants of the Corpse King continue to be strong.

In fact, when they knew the identity of the man in gray, many people had murderous intentions. It is enough to experience the horror of the Corpse Refining Gate once, and no one wants to see another Corpse King reappear in the world.

A shot of the knife changed from small to large, from thin to thick, and slashed towards the heirs of the corpse king with the momentum of thunder. It was the first knife genius of Qingyin Pavilion who made the shot, the knife language.

The tiger roared in the sky, with a dignified domineering spirit, Fu Hu punched out, people seemed to see a fierce tiger descending the mountain, the majestic fist wind with the sword light, its momentum rumbling unstoppable!

"Amitabha. ”

Monk Wuhuan silently chanted, the Buddha light shone all over his body, and a Buddha palm that was not stained with red dust was slapped out, and the palm was actually with a vague Brahma Buddhist language, as if someone was chanting.

Lou Caili's clothes fluttered, and he had already flown towards the center of the lake, and a white sharp sword light stabbed out, straight like a fairy volley, slashing the evil demon.

Her gaze was burning at the sword in the void.

There are also four shortages of rivers and lakes, shadowless swordsmen and several other strongest Zhou Tianjing masters on the scene, who shot together and killed towards the center of the lake.

"Come on, I remember you. ”

The Corpse King Descendant laughed wildly, his skill was running to the extreme, and the power of the Origin Poison Heart in his body was gathered in his palm, and a mass of gray phantoms of the corpse demon opened its mouth, instantly attacking everyone who attacked.

The power of this blow had almost reached the level of Zhou Tian Realm Consummation.

Boom!

All kinds of terrible attacks collided together, and a column of water ten zhang wide exploded from the surface of the lake, rushing into the air dozens of feet high, and finally dispersed in an uproar.

The misty mist instantly covered the entire Qingque Lake.

Several screams rang out in the mist.

Daoyu Fuhu was injured and spurted blood, and the four missing rivers and lakes and the shadowless swordsman and others retreated to the shore, staggering.

At this moment, Tang Fengyue suddenly jumped up from the shore, and it was as if there was an invisible thread pulling him in the void, and he crossed dozens of zhang in one go. The peerless light skill shocked everyone!

He caught Lou Caili, who was about to fall into the water.

"My pear picker, is it really worth it if you desperately want to get the Qingque Sword so desperately, and you don't even care about your life?" Tang Fengyue sighed softly in her ear.