Chapter 127 Yongzhen Longcheng

"The so-called Buddha, the so-called life and death, are empty in front of me, and absolute strength can crush everything!" Sword Without Trace once smashed the brother of the sea-famous monk, the Haitian monk. You should know that the Haitian monk is known as a genius who may become a Buddha.

The sword is indeed proud of its peers. A shadow was left in place, appearing in front of the famous monk, and the sword was split out. The blade made a terrible sound of magic roar, and the surrounding space was distorted, which was the embodiment of absolute power!

The sea-name monk did not take the move, but flew up, floated forward like a Buddha stepping on the moon, and walked along the ancient street.

"There is no trace of the sword, you and I will change the place to fight."

"It's not easy to die. In the face of absolute power, all scheming is in vain." The self-confidence of the sword without a trace came from his strong enough strength. He did not stay for a moment and chased after him with a black fog.

"The line is empty, the sitting is empty, and the words are silent and empty. Even if the white blade is on the head, it is like a sword cutting the spring breeze..." The words of the sea famous monk are ethereal and gradually fade away. It can be seen that he has been upgraded to a new realm, and every word contains Buddhist principles.

The people in the square did not chase it. Although it may be a rare war, which can be called the peak of the young generation, no one is willing to rush in the unpredictable danger of life and death. Moreover, there are some ancient cultivation diagrams engraved on the guardrail stone tablets around this square. Although they are incomplete and difficult to understand, it is still a rare occasion for everyone. Everyone is carefully searching for useful illustrations for themselves.

A sword light suddenly appeared, and a drill pointed straight at Tu Shanyue's back heart. Although Lu Chong felt it, it was not enough to rescue him. He is still a long way from Tu Shanyue. Although he believes in Tu Shanyue's strength, after all, Tu Shanyue's cultivation is not as good as that person. He is still somewhat worried.

However, the cyan light surged, and Tu Shanyue's body was shrouded in hazy light. After entering the strange space, the flying sword light became slower and slower as if falling into the swamp, and a crystal clear sword was fixed behind Tu Shanyue! It's only a few inches away from his back.

Tu Shanyue turned around, looked at the guardrail not far away, and said, "I almost suffered a loss, but the second attack was invalid for me. Jian Ao, come out. I have locked you. Today, you and I are the only one who can survive.

Jian Ao, the heir of Jiantang's divine skills, stood up from the guardrail stone tablet, turned around and fled, but Tu Shanyue flew up and chased after him through a blue light in the air.

Lu Chong did not have any delay. His left hand was shrouded in divine light, and a bright star appeared in his right hand. He was murderous and didn't want to let go of the sword. His figure shook continuously, leaving shadows chasing him.

"Brother Lu Chong doesn't need you to take action. I have locked him. This time I will definitely see life and death with him. I want him to understand that the Kunlun demon clan can't be killed at will!" Tu Shanyue was determined to kill the enemy regardless of the injury, and his intention could not be changed.

Through the Blood River, in the ancient street, Tu Shanyue and Lu Chong chased Jian Ao closely, and finally recovered the square. After all, Jian Ao was still intercepted.

Tu Shanyue shrouded Jian Ao in a cyan space. In an unavoidable situation, Jian Ao and Tu Shanyue launched a fierce battle. The sharp sword cut through the void, turned into gorgeous light, and shot at Tu Shanyue.

However, when facing only one enemy, under the cyan space, Tu Shanyue has the proud strength to deal with all practitioners at the same level. The sword hall sword skill, which is claimed to be the most terrible, failed. All the flying swords slowed down in this space. Everything was clearly reflected in Tu Shanyue's eyes. She calmly avoided all the sword lights and fixed several flying swords in the air.

At this moment, Tu Shanyue interpreted the ancient myth of the Kunlun demon clan in front of many spectators and cracked the legendary sharp sword!

"zheng"

The metal trembled, and several flying swords were shattered in the air at the same time. The bright sword rain condensed by the spiritual power of space is simulated into the form of a sharp sword, emitting dazzling light and shooting at Jian Ao.

Although Jian Ao's cultivation is strong, he is now unable to perform. He has the original feeling of Lu Chong. In the space controlled by Tu Shanyue, his whole body was bound and it was difficult to move, as if he were trapped in a mud.

"Puff..."

More than a dozen dazzling lights in a row penetrated Jian Ao's body, and blood arrows shot out one by one. The blood flowed from more than a dozen transparent wounds on Jian Ao's body. Tu Shanyue defeated Jian Ao with a sharp sword simulated by space spiritual power.

The cyan light curtain gradually faded away, and Jian Ao's body was shaking. He kept coughing blood and laughing, "After all, I died in the hands of a living person. I'm much luckier than you. You will all die tragically..." At this, he pulled away the skirt of his chest and saw a bloody hole in his chest. Although his heart However, it is still beating inside, but it can be clearly seen that he had been pulled out by the claws and almost took off his heart. In addition, there are several deep bone scratches on the chest.

Obviously, he has suffered a heavy hit and has not lived for a few days, and this suicide attack shows that he has long had a will to die. After saying these words, Jian Ao fell into a pool of blood. No one knows what happened to him, but the claw print does not seem to be caused by a normal human. Thinking of what he just said, everyone feels cold on their backs. After all, this is a dead city.

"Roar..."

A huge roar came from outside the ancient city. I don't know how many barbarian dragons have been gathered now, and the real big attack has begun. Even if the surviving practitioners retreat to the central area of the dead city, they can still feel the vast fluctuations.

The dragon clan is attacking crazily and seems to want to destroy the dead city as soon as possible. Although the dead city is dark and full of evil spirits, it seems to be difficult to stop it. After a while, the whole dead city shook up and seemed to collapse at any time.

The blood rain in the sky has stopped, and the dark sky is illuminated by the divine light emitted by the spells of the dragon clan. They seem to want to break the haze sky, let the sun fall, and let the light destroy the dead city.

In a deafening roar, the dragon clan outside the city roared in unison. They seemed to cast a strong dragon spell. The dazzling light was like ten days in the sky, tearing the dark sky, shaking away the magic clouds in the sky, and the sun fell down in an instant.

This is an amazing change.

At this moment, it is already noon, and the falling sun meets the strange light emitted by the dead city, roaring continuously, like water and fire, making a thunderous explosion sound.

Then the dead air rushed to the sky, and the blood light covered the sun. Although the magic cloud was shaken away, the sunlight was also stained with blood by the dead city!

There was a rumbling sound on the square. The huge monument more than 100 meters high and several almost real steles were rumbling. They actually surrounded each other and trapped an unnoticed black well in the center of the square.

It was not until the bloody sunlight fell that the black hole of the ancient well seemed so different. Although there was light in the sky, it was still so dark and evil, with a palpitating magic.

It is an ancient well with a diameter of less than three meters, and there is a faint black gas on it, giving people a deep and unfathomable feeling, as if it is connected to the gate of the underworld. The more you stare and look at it, the deeper and demonic it is, and the more eager to swallow people's hearts.

The huge monument and several surrounding monument shadows have been clearly seen in the front of the blood-colored sun. All the tablets are engraved with handwriting, two ancient characters are the same: Yongzhen!

Lu Chong was deeply attracted by the first stone tablet, on which there were Fusang giant wood and the heavenly court in ancient times. The book is written: Yongzhen Tianting, how can there be such a thing here? He knew that the monument was a phantom, but the pattern on it was related to the heavenly court, which really shocked him.

Each monument has more than the word "Yongzhen", and the ancient characters after "Yongzhen" are different. Looking at other ancient monuments, except for the ancient character "Yongzhen Dragon City" on the second tablet, only saw the word "Yongzhen", which was blurred and invisible. Moreover, in the following moments, those handwriting disappeared in just a flash, and vivid patterns appeared on the monuments in the next moment.

Although several huge monuments are in front of them, everyone knows that only the second monument of "Yongzhen Dragon City" is real, and the rest are seemingly real phantoms, but what surprises everyone is that all the monuments are full of strange power fluctuations, and they seem to be instilling power into the real monument. Quantity.

In the bloody sunshine, the engraving on the monument not only has vivid colors, but also seems to have a soul, wanting to come out through the wall.