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The yin wind roared, and in Nagarjuna Town, the yin qi was raging, and a layer of black clouds was shrouded in the sky.

Haoyue is innocent, the yin qi of the moon falls into the sky, and is swallowed by the white-eyed zombie, it is poignant and long, and the cold claws of the corpse are splashing, hitting the two purple bamboo swords, setting off sparks in the sky.

Qi Tian's eyes were solemn, this white-eyed zombie's body was as solid as fine iron, even the purple bamboo sword that Yunfei had reached the fourth grade could not break, and the name of the ancient murderous thing on the Codex of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion was true.

The generals are in the first vein, the generals are red-eyed, the later generation has green eyes, the second generation of blue eyes, the third generation of yellow eyes, the fourth generation of white eyes, and three generations, and an ancestor, Qi Tian can't imagine that the three generations of zombies above the white eyes, how strong the physical body is, is it really as the scripture pavilion codex says, can penetrate the void and shatter the sky.

Roar -

The white-eyed zombie was surrounded by blood, like a river of blood, and the corpse claws broke through the air, and there was a fierce corpse poison hidden on it.

With a cold snort, Yun Fei stepped out, the golden sword qi on the purple bamboo sword was floating, the sword qi of the two elements of gold and earth was heavy and sharp, Zhenyue nine styles unfolded, every sword fell, it seemed to be a small mountain town falling, the sword style gradually slowed down, but the white-eyed zombie couldn't avoid it, every sword fell on the body, after the two swords, there was a blood mark, ten breaths of time, Yun Fei split thirty-six swords in a row, like thirty-six hills suppressed, eighteen blood marks almost covered the chest of the white-eyed zombie.

The white-eyed zombie howled angrily, it was a tall man, its muscles and flesh were bulging, the moonlight gathered above the nine heavens, and the yin qi was nourished, almost at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the sharp qi on the blood marks was forced out and healed quickly.

The essence in his eyes flickered, and two pure golden yin and yang fish floated up, spinning along the two mysterious paths, stepping towards the sky, as if an ancient mountain was crushing, the bluestone ground shook, cracking a spider web-like crack, and the innate sword qi wrapped the purple bamboo sword, although it was only a phantom, but there was still a sharp qi that Yun Fei could not match.

Woo -

This sword fell, almost to the extreme, and the air around the purple bamboo sword rippled fine ripples, spreading all the way out of the three zhang away.

When the Sword Pavilion was in battle, by now, Qi Tian had fully opened up the ninety-seven square paths, and the innate sword qi devoured the golden aura and grew stronger, and its strength was far from being comparable to that of the time, and the power of this sword was even more than that of the time.

The corpse claws were raised, the cold mangsen was cold, and the corpse qi was permeated.

Poof――

A corpse claw was cut off by force, and the plasma surging at the fracture was surging, and the edge derived from the innate sword qi was difficult to force out.

Roar -

Roaring and roaring, the white-eyed zombie retreated again and again, and Qi Tian's sword made its chaotic spiritual sense fearful.

The figure does not retreat, Qi Tian's footsteps are continuous, and the purple bamboo sword is slashed down one sword after another, and each sword is like a heavy mountain rolling, sinking like a thousand pounds.

Poof――

Poof――

The white-eyed zombie has an incomparable body, and its body is surprisingly fast, avoiding the five swords, there are still three swords added to the body, one sword breaks the other corpse claw, the other sword breaks the wrist, and the third sword leaves a three-inch-long blood mark on its neck, and the blood plasma is gurgling, which is difficult to stop.

"Kill it!"

Yun Fei drank heavily, the sword aura of the purple bamboo sword was like a rainbow, his body was like flying, and he suddenly came to Qi Tian's side, and a sword was like a mountain, falling heavily.

Roar -

At this moment, the white-eyed zombie cried blood and roared, and a mouthful of sticky scarlet essence blood spit out, wrapping its entire corpse, and the blood flashed and disappeared in front of the two.

"Bloody escape!"

Qi Tian said in a deep voice: "Four generations of white eyes, the door of life is in the head, it hurts the neck, it has already moved the fundamentals, and then spit out a mouthful of essence blood, and exert the natal blood escape, it is even more injured, it haunts Nagarjuna Town, the nest must not be far from here, we chase!"

The two of them stepped on their feet, their bodies like arrows, and headed towards the end of Nagarjuna.

The overcast wind gradually subsided, the air was still cold, and above the sky, the black clouds did not disperse, but had a strong momentum, and the bright moon was in the sky, gradually being covered, and the earth fell into darkness.

At the end of Nagarjuna Town, there is Nagarjuna Mountain, Nagarjuna Mountain is not high, only a hundred zhang, but it stretches for dozens of miles, quite wide.

"Yin Qi dissipates on the mountain!"

"Be careful, the nest of the four generations of White-Eyed is likely to be on the mountain, and we will go up from the side, so as not to startle the snake. ”

Qi Tian looked at the top of Dragon Tree Mountain, where black clouds gathered, and there was a faint flash of thunder, like a purgatory, exuding a cold qi.

The two of them went up the mountain, and the hundred trees of Longshu Mountain withered, and all the life essence was lost, which made Qi Tian a little alarmed.

"This Nagarjuna Mountain is not simple, and most of it is dangerous. ”

Yun Fei tilted his head to look at him and said softly, "Are you afraid?"

Laughing without saying a word, Qi Tian grabbed a wine gourd and drank it with Yun Fei.

After half a pillar of incense, the two of them went up a mountain.

"That's—"

Yun Fei's eyes widened, looking at everything in front of him in disbelief.

On the top of the purgatory-like mountain, there is a golden tree like a dragon, the golden tree is ten zhang high, and from a distance, it looks like a golden dragon coiling, and the body of the tree can see pieces of dragon scales, which are crystal bright and bright, flowing with terrifying life essence.

"How is it possible, is the legend true, Nagarjuna Mountain, really gave birth to 10,000 years of Nagarjuna!"

Yun Fei gritted his teeth, his eyes stared at the dragon tree tightly, the whole dragon tree was full of brilliance, and there was even a fairy glow entangled, and the posture of the dragon was full of vicissitudes.

Qi Tian frowned, in his eyes, two yin and yang fish floated out, spinning along a mysterious path, in the sea of dantian qi, the innate sword body buzzed, and the wisp of gold hidden in it was full of divine light, and a fierce and incomparable sharp qi penetrated through his eyes.

His eyes were bleeding, Qi Tian snorted, and slapped Yun Fei's shoulder.

"Wake up!"

The sharp breath blurted out, and blood spilled out of Qi Tian's mouth and nose, and he didn't realize it, his eyes were like electricity, staring at the top of the mountain not far away.

Poof――

With the edge in his ears, Yun Fei also spit out a mouthful of reverse blood, sat down on the spot, and said with palpitations: "I almost said, this mountain top is not simple, and it actually uses Nagarjuna Mountain to conjure up such a treasure tree." ”

Qi Tian nodded, the innate sword qi flowed all over his body, refining the fine skin and flesh of the wounded, and the right talent, that sharp edge ran through the whole body, he couldn't stand it, and his body was not lightly injured.

It was the sharp qi of the Xuanjian Master after five thousand years, with a wisp of innate sword qi that had been retained by sitting down.

This sharp qi is as powerful as this, and the almost flawless dragon tree was shattered in an instant, and nothing can stop such a sharp edge.

Yun Fei looked at Qi Tian again, and said in a deep voice: "Innate sword body, is this the case?" Master said that if you survive the thunder tribulation and reach the extreme, the sword body will not be destroyed, and all kinds of divine powers cannot be added to the body and destroy all laws. ”

Qi Tian shook his head and said with a wry smile: "That's Patriarch Yu Wei, I want to reach it, I don't know what year and month it is." ”

Suddenly, Yun Fei was stunned.

"Wait, listen!"

Qi Tian looked at the top of the mountain, at this time, the original purgatory has disappeared, even the black clouds above the nine heavens have dissipated most of it, the bright moon is in the sky, the moon is condensed, through the heaven and the earth, falling on the top of the mountain, the dragon tree does not appear, but a dark hole is exposed, next to the cave, a tombstone has long been decayed, and the handwriting can not be seen clearly.

There was a whimpering sound coming from the hole, like crying and complaining, extremely sad, which made Qi Tian frown and feel a little strange.

After being silent for a long time, Yun Fei said: "If you can blow such a flute sound, it shouldn't be a big evildoer, but it's just that white-eyed zombie." ”

Qi Tian and the two glanced at each other, a little unbelievable, the four generations of white eyes, the wisdom has not been opened, and they only know how Ru Mao drinks blood, how can he blow such a flute sound, if not, who is in the cave.

After a pause, Qi Tian said: "This matter, after all, must be settled, and the first four generations of white eyes cannot be let go, otherwise it will be born again after it is dormant." ”

"Get into the hole!"

Yun Fei nodded, and handed the last two wine gourds to Qi Tian.

The purple bamboo brewed into the throat, turned into a rich hot gas, scorched the heart and lungs, and the qi and blood of the whole body seemed to boil. After ten breaths, the two threw away the gourd and strode onto the top of the mountain. (New book list, ten steps need to be recommended, you need to collect, like friends like it!)