420 Dream Demon Forest Three Swords in turn

The weather is clear, the sun is shining, the breeze is gentle and cool, the clouds are rolling, the clouds are shining in the sky, the spirits are singing in the jungle, and the great mountains and rivers are desirable.

However, the Tianlong and Huai Rivers are rolling, and the tides are surging and hitting both sides. Because the veins in the water are unstable, the riverbed changes.

"Roar!!! Which thief stole the charm of this sect? That's right! Only the three swordsmen... dare to deceive me, damn it!"

In the depths of the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the river, the Huaihe Dragon King roared angrily. He had already shown that the dragon's real body was coiled on the spring, suppressing the chaotic sunflower water and Renshui. The dragon's face turned red and shouted out: "Why don't you hurry up and start the messenger array and go to the Donghai Hall to inform my master!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The shrimp soldiers panicked. Several of the crab generals had higher realms. They immediately stabilized down and went to another palace to open the messenger array according to what Huaihe Longjun said. Although they could not transmit people or objects, they could convey spiritual information.

And somewhere in the mountain forest, three immortals flew secretly, carrying ancient swords, old and middle-time young people, relying on the virtual wind, and hunting in clothes and robes.

Tianyu San Shao is still using the name of the Three Musketeers. Thirteen days have passed since he deceived the Huaihe Longjun. During this period, he destroyed some dense land, took away the talisman, and gained a lot. He was too lazy to do it when he saw ordinary fortifications.

"There should be a symbol of the emperor hidden in the dream forest in front of you!" Xue Chen looked at the pointer on the compass in his hand and confirmed it, but his eyebrows were a little worried:

"This dream demon forest is not only mysterious, but also produces a lot of precious materials. Now it is during the war. There may be a fairy king guarding it. Do you want to go?"

The dream demon forest, with a length of 200,000 miles and a width of 60,000 miles, is very large. It can be said to be a Jedi in the eastern region, because it has a strange feng shui pattern, breeds strange dream demons, and has the ability of wooden ghosts to control the forest. The whole forest is their paradise.

After entering, the monks will involuntarily fall into a coma and sleep forever. They will be slowly transformed into unconscious dream demons by the feng shui pattern. In the face of the whole forest, even the strong are afraid.

But this is all the old almanac. After the Eastern King unified the Eastern Regions, it was completely conquered. That time, there was an earth-shaking war. The opponent was mysterious and outsiders did not know it. However, after the war, the Eastern King announced that a branch hall would be built here, indicating that it was completely occupied.

"What are you afraid of? Even the fairy will beat you. The three of us work together, and we are invincible under the fairy king!" The spirit child blew the snail, and the other two faintly saw a cow flying in the sky.

Although the three of them work together to compete with some immortals, if they are old strong, it will be different. For example, the blue crystal star king has understood the essence of part of the starry sky, as deep as blue, and the divine power is infinite, and the magic power of the Eastern King Sect is not weaker than that of the three people. They can only escape when they see it.

After a moment of silence, Xue Chen thought carefully and said, "Let's sneak in and check first. If there is a strong person who is banned, he will retreat first to be on the safe side. If not, act as usual."

"Whatever." Fei Yuntian nodded and didn't care about this.

Ling Xiaotong was a little resentful. As he walked, he lowered his head and muttered, "I hope to meet a few old monsters and let this back wave overturn them all!"

About an hour later, the three of them had gone deep into the Dream Demon Forest. Their faces were more solemn than before. Their eyes were firm, without blinking, and a circle of uncertain black halo enveloped them.

It turns out that the feng shui pattern of the dream demon forest has not been changed by the Eastern King, and there are still many dream demon ghosts. It is a strange spirit with the characteristics of extraterritorial demons, and even one of them. It is protected by the dream magic in the forest without destruction.

The powerful dream demon, the spiritual power can run through the real and illusory worlds, and suddenly see through the traces of the three people. They don't want to fight. They avoid it while thinking about it. In the end, Xue Chen's life and death disillusionment works, and can barely avoid the dream demon below the airspace.

Of course, so far, they have never seen the airspace dream demon, and may have been killed by Dongwangzong.

"Finally arrived, that's the Donghuo Branch?"

After going deeper for a while, the three finally arrived at the center and saw a branch of the East Fire Hall. It was a hall, a burning colorful hall. The flames were like illusions, like clouds and light, changing thousands of people, outlining the runes to evolve the wonderful defensive array.

Who is it? Did you break into the branch of the Fire Hall of the Eastern King?" Suddenly, a low voice came out, and I saw a whirlpool of flames around the hall. A group of twelve people in red robes came out, with a proud face, red hair and red beard flying like a wild dragon.

Because Tianyu San Shao changed his face, these disciples couldn't see it, so they thought they were still ordinary immortals. In addition, there were many people here, and there were also a lot of airspace, which were not afraid at all.

In a short time, twelve disciples of the Donghuo Hall surrounded the three people and formed the foundation of the Dutian array. The field was shared, and the circulation of the fire element was unimpeded. Regardless of pressure or power, it was upgraded to several levels.

However, the young master didn't care at all. He looked relaxed. After looking at each other, he took a step forward from the sky and proudly pulled out his sword. It was simple. The sword light was straight, and the focus was on speed. It was fast and slow. It can be said that it was both strong and soft.

What's more amazing is the sword, with 'a sword to kill the fire in the stone!' The mysterious artistic conception, that is to say, even if your flame is hidden in the stone, it will be opened and the fire will be extinguished.

As soon as the fire array was launched, it was cut in half by the sword light. Countless fire snakes and dragons turned into collapse. Twelve disciples were impacted by the sword gas, cracked and flew upside down, spitting blood and fell to the ground, moaning in pain, and their faces were shocked.

"How dare you hurt my disciples of Dongwangzong? How dare you!"

The door of the fire hall suddenly opened, and the female voice of reprimanding came out. Then I saw He Xinyi, one of the twelve young masters, wrapped in colorful beautiful bodies, sky-red phoenix pins hanging jade beads, goose egg face, red phoenix eyebrows, high nose and red lips, gorgeous style and charming face.

Behind her, then more than a dozen people came out, each with red robes, and the hot breath locked the three people, and her eyes seemed to burn out the bodies and souls of the three people.

But how can the three young master be afraid?

Seeing the spirit child stepping forward, he pulled out the ancient sword imprinted with the sun, moon and blue sky, carried it on his shoulder, put his other hand on his waist, and said domineeringly, "Robbery! Hand over all the treasures in the purple house and on your body, so as not to suffer from the flesh and flesh!"

"The thief is looking for death!"

He Xinyi's eyebrows surged up, shouted angrily, and his slender hands unfolded. The five heart fires turned into rosefinch, Qingluan, Bifang, Jinwu and Yanlong, and formed a five-way fire demon array. The field of heart fire was covered, and the sea of fire spread turbulently. He wanted to burn three people in one fell swoop.

However, the spirit child is just a vertical and horizontal double cut, either one or two's artistic conception directly to the essence of the gambling road, extremely domineering. In Xue Chen's view, it is extremely similar to the Nine Ring Star Sword Fairy. Although it is not a pure sword fairy, it has similar sharp power.

The cross blade, such as tearing the light of the night, tore the sea of fire, cutting the field, and the five-way fire demon array also collapsed. You can faintly hear the rosefinch wailing and the fire dragon roar.

But after all, the heart fire is the fire of the heart. It is good at change. The field of heart fire is automatically repaired after destruction, and the sea of fire is restored. Countless fire monsters, rain bullets, knife soldiers, mountains and seas are suppressed. In the heat of the eight wildernesses, it also has the intention of burning the soul.

"Huh! Little trick, look at your second sword grandfather's power," Ling Xiaotong grinned strangely: "The two swords cut off the root of the idea!"

He cut out two swords again, but it was not vertical and horizontal, but staggered and constantly changing, without order and any rules, blending and repelling each other, creating a chaotic edge.

This also compound the essence of gambling. Gambling is a kind of behavior that can't know the result. There are infinite changes. It is as unfathomable as the heavenly way. Ordinary people can't guess its law of operation with their lifelong power, because it has no law of operation at all.

If you really want to say that there is a fundamental driving force, it can only be barely described by the inexplicable words spread by the powers of the fairy world, such as non-non-non-non-non-empty, non-empty.

Under the strange sword light of the essence of compound gambling and the integration with Tao and breaking the heavenly way, He Xinyi can't resist it at all. The heart fire seems to have been cut off the deepest root. The field is broken, the whole face is pale, and the beautiful body seems to fall in, which makes people unbearable.

"Renew the root, self-immolation and sublimation!" He Xinyi did not give up and used a secret method. His body was natural, holiness, and his injuries were all recovered. He recovered his combat effectiveness in a short time. Then he flew and waved his arms and roared: "All the disciples obey the order and formed a fire god to burn the virtual array!"

"Drink, drink!"

The disciples of the fire hall also burned one by one, turning into flames of different colors and automatically gathering. The big fire is like a round of Dongyang, and the brilliance governs the inferiority. A god came out from it. The head of the beast is human, with two fire snakes in his ears, two fire dragons on his feet, and the red scales all over his body. It is the great god Wu Zhurong, the ancestor of fire in the south.

Zhu Rong Huoshen did not take action. He just stared at him, and his anger ignited on the spirit child's body. The spirit child also felt pain. He was afraid of beating, but he could not be extinguished. He was anxious to curse, and he had to use his magic power.

"This is heart inflammation. As long as there are distractions in your heart, it will not go out. You'd rather be determined immediately, and leave the rest to me."

At the same time Xue Chen reminded him, the lotus flower of life and death disillusionment bloomed in his hand and moved to the top of the head of the spiritual child, so that his main consciousness can be placed in the magic lotus, isolate the fairy soul, and observe the real soul from the perspective of the outside himself, and reach an alternative entry. It can be seen that the heart inflammation is slowly extinguished.

Seeing this, Vulcan's eyes flashed with surprise, followed by strong anger: "Before Vulcan's anger, you can only turn into ashes!"

I saw that Zhu Rong's fire scales were shaking all over his body, and wisps of fire converged and turned into a thousand feet of phoenix, lifelike, just missing the five feather patterns. Then the fire phoenix spread its wings and soared and swooped down. His wings were like two heavenly knives, as if to burn the universe and cut the eight wilderness.

In the face of such a powerful attack, Xue Chen did not rush to twitch the long sword behind it, reflecting the natural patterns of mountains and green water, which is very consistent with Xue Chen's deep and quiet temperament, revealing a touch of divine charm.

When he waved his sword, he whispered alone: "High mountains and flowing water, flowers all over the world, heaven and people are far away from the earth without beauty, only the sea and rivers flow through the ages!"