Chapter 533 Array with Sword

Wu Lingzhu, although she was in a good mood, she did not release Song at all because of this. On the contrary, she was more cautious. Because he has seen too many examples of falling because of complacency.

Seventy-two demon gods, roaring in unison, sounding like a tide, impacting high-altitude clouds, all scattered, and the blue sky appeared.

Immediately after that, the top of the 72 demon gods shot out a thick black air column, which gathered together and condensed into one place above them. In an instant, it turned into a black tripod.

This black tripod has a round mouth and three-legged ears. Although there is no other decoration on it, which seems a little monotonous, it has its own grand, simple and grand meaning.

After watching it for a long time, I unconsciously have a feeling that this black tripod is not suspended in the void, but completely integrated into the void.

It's like this black tripod is the master of this world, the central magic weapon, which dominates the rise and fall of this world! "One"

Ziqing's double swords cut down. At that time, a loud sound like a bell came out. The huge sound wave turned into a real hurricane and rolled wildly in all directions. Wherever it passed, not only was there not an inch of grass left, but even the huge icebergs collapsed and turned into smoke and dust all over the sky.

"The black tripod is not scattered!"

"Zi Qing's double sword shoes... The light has not dissipated!"

"How can it be evenly matched?"

In the discussion of many monks, Wu Lingzhu took the initiative to attack.

At that time, a bell the size of a fist flew out, blooming with a heart-shaped blue light. When it shook, the blue light rose, and many naked witches appeared in the light, swaying in the void and dancing wildly.

The bell can't stop ringing. First, the bell is quiet and sad. In an instant, the bell turned into Hong Lie, like countless drums beating wildly, thunder bursting, mixed winds and fires, and they were angry, shocking the world.

"This is, Wuyu Island Zhenshan Zhibao... Heart Bell!"

"Close your ears and close your eyes quickly, calm your mind, and go away!"

A group of monks who watched the ceremony hurriedly let their disciples with insufficient cultivation clear their hearts so as not to suffer from the fish in the pond and become useless people. Because they know very well that the sound of the heartbell seems to be messy, but in fact, it is aimed at every monk. In everyone's ears, the sound they hear will not be exactly the same.

The longer you listen, the more concentrated you will be, and the sound will get closer to the heavenly sound that you want to hear most, so that the monk unconsciously relaxes his vigilance, and gradually becomes unconscious, and becomes a tonic for the heartbell.

Wu Lingzhu, after shaking the heartbell, pinched the formula with both hands, and pressed the black tripod in the void from a distance. At that time, the black tripod tilted away.

"Wow"

A black light like a practice rushed out, like a vast river swept over two sword lights that had collapsed.

This black light has an unparalleled suction power. Wherever it passes, the void around it collapses towards the center of [middle], and it seems that it can further suck up the void.

"Good to come!"

Zheng Yin, the blood god, what kind of person, it can be said that he is the ordinary ** of the ancestor of the devil. How can it have an effect on him? Therefore, he wholeheartedly controlled the combination of purple and green swords, turned into a more dazzling and shocking sword light, and chopped down.

"Sneer"

With the sound of cracking silk, the vast and long black river was divided into two halves from the center.

Most of the separated black river seems to have lost contact with the black tripod, turning into a little light rain and pouring down. Falling on the iceberg, like a highly poisonous sneer, corroded countless holes.

After the combination, the purple and blue sword light was like a broken bamboo, and then chopped down.

"Bang"

Another loud noise.

However, this time, the loud noise was mixed with a faint noise.

There is a man with good eyesight, but now, but above the black tripod, there are a few very small cracks.

"So awesome, purple and green double swords, it really lives up to its name!" Wu Lingzhu was also very shocked by this.

In his opinion, Zheng Yin, the god of blood, is definitely not as strong as himself.

So, achieving such an effect can only be the credit of the purple and blue swords. At that time, I was coveted by these two flying swords in my heart. Such a treasure, only the powerful can live in it. It's a pity to put it in the hands of Master Wu!

It seems that I can't spare any more strength this time!"

At this point, Wu Lingzhu controls the heartbell and shakes more and more. The blue heart-shaped demon light turned purple in an instant, the flame was stronger, and the naked witch inside was more flexible. With a smile, she was straight to the bottom of her heart.

At the same time, the black tripod also flew up and became the size of a hill, abruptly smashing the blood god Zheng Yin.

Zheng Yin, the blood god, naturally waved the sword light to intercept.

"Bow, Bb, Bb, Bb

The loud sound is like a thunder in the sky, bursting one after another. Every time there was a sound, pieces of icebergs were destroyed. Under the surging sea, the whole glacier sea swayed violently, as if the whole world could be destroyed at any time. Many monks who saw it were cold in their hearts and dared not stay any longer, so they left quickly.

The sword light is vertical and horizontal, like a flash of lightning, cutting through the sky, and a gully appears.

The black tripod is like a big Yue, constantly accepting the beating and tempering of the lightning. Not only has there been no sign of collapse, but it seems to be more and more solid.

At this moment, the blood god Zheng's invisibility is no longer, and he is completely integrated into the sword light.

And the black spirit bead still stands steadily in the 72 Yuanming God's flags, looking calm and leisurely.

When everyone thought that Wu Lingzhu had steadily gained the upper hand in this fight, suddenly, the voice of Zheng Yin, the god of blood, sounded again.

"Master, you have a battle, don't you have a battle? Look at my sword!"

While speaking, the combined sword light diverged, one into two, two into four, four into eight,

, in the blink of an eye, within thousands of feet, it is covered with purple-blue sword light.

These sword lights did not turn into sword lotus, sword curtain, sword cone, sword rain and so on, like the usual swordsmanship. Each road is extremely flexible and staggered, covering the whole magic array of black spirit beads and seventy-two Yuanming god flags.

At this moment, the audience was shocked.

"With swords, Wu Shentong actually has such a good swordsmanship! I just don't know what kind of situation he evolved?