Chapter 590 The War Will Resurrection
"Buzz~~~"
The mountain stone wall buzzed and vibrated, and the tadpole-like spells all over the mountain stone wall seemed to have life, beating violently.
How's it going? How's it going?" The grimace asked eagerly, "Can you open it? Is it too hard? It's okay. It's okay. Just knock twice more.
"Why is your mouth so broken? Stay away." Zhuge Bulous glanced at him and patted it again. This time, he tried his best to stimulate the dragon whirlpool, and now his cultivation of the dragon whirlpool has almost reached its peak.
The bricks lit up with golden brilliance, as dazzling as the sun, and the dragon lines on the bricks seemed to be alive at this moment.
"Bum!"
A visible fluctuation overflowed, and Zhuge Buliang was rushed out for more than a dozen steps again, and his arm was numb. If it weren't for the arrogance of his seven-star body, I'm afraid that ordinary people alone can shake the body with this recoil.
"Bum!"
"Bum!"
"Bum!"
Dozens of times were blown towards the stone wall of the mountain in a row. Finally, the spell on the stone wall of the mountain was much darker.
Zhuge Buzuo breathed a sigh of relief and said secretly, if it goes on like this, if you want to completely break the seal, you don't know it will be the year of the monkey. The seal of this fairy is really different, and even the bricks can't destroy it. Thinking of this, Zhuge B no Liang suddenly flashed in his mind, his mind moved, and the next moment a green light flew out of Zhuge B no Liang's body.
With a loud dragon sound in this space, a green dragon knife more than two feet long crossed in front of Zhuge Fuliang, shining with a faint light. In the faint light, you can see a cyan dragon shadow coiling around the green dragon knife.
"Hey, I don't believe I can't open it." Zhuge Bliang held the Qinglong knife, and the Qinglong knife immediately bloomed.
"This is... The treasure of immortals!" Suddenly, the grimace screamed in horror, stared at the Qinglong knife in Zhuge Fuliang's hand, and said, "Although it is a little broken, its power can be comparable to a fairy treasure. Where did you get it?"
"Picked it up."
"Fight, pick up another one and let me have a look." The grimace immediately rolled his eyes.
Zhuge Fuliang was too lazy to quarrel with the grimace again. He held the arm of the Qinglong knife and raised it high. The spiritual power poured into the body of the knife. The Qinglong knife immediately sounded with the sound of dragon singing. The green dragon's big knife forced him heavily, took a cyan knife light, and chopped it on the mountain stone wall.
"Hung!"
The knife cut on the mountain stone wall, bringing a string of Mars, but failed to cut off the mountain stone wall in one fell swoop. It's just that the complicated spells on the stone wall of the mountain are much darker.
Zhuge Buliong was overjoyed. He chopped without raising the knife without saying a word. The cyan knife surged and shot everywhere, and cut towards the stone wall of the mountain. The green awn swept, just like a green dragon dancing in this space.
After cutting out hundreds of knives in a row, finally, the complicated spells on the mountain stone wall were completely extinguished, but then an extremely powerful breath surged out of the mountain stone wall, and light golden beams flew out of the mountain stone wall and intertwined in mid-air.
"be careful, there are spirits to guard." The grimace shouted and dodged far away: "When my yuan god escaped from it, he was almost destroyed by this spirit and cut off most of his cultivation."
"Damn, don't say it earlier!" Zhuge Buliang sweated coldly. This is the formation laid by the immortals. It can be imagined how powerful the array in this formation is.
The light golden beams are intertwined and condensed, and finally form a golden figure. A huge pressure swept over, and the golden figure roared, as if the whole Zhoushan was shaking. On the golden figure, a pair of breathtaking eyes opened and stared at Zhuge.
Zhuge Buliang immediately felt a chill in his body and subconsciously stepped back two steps.
But at this moment, the Qinglong knife in his hand buzzed gently and turned into a shadow of the green dragon and broke away from the palm of Zhuge Buliang.
A figure flew out of the knife, and a Qinglong knife was held in his hand. The momentum was surging, and the breath emitted was no worse than this golden spirit.
This figure is a remnant sleeping in the Qinglong knife.
"Wo!"
The cyan figure roared, and the green dragon knife danced in his hand. The fat body was surprisingly flexible. One step out and appeared on the top of the head of the spirit. The green dragon's knife split down, and the blue knife surged out.
"Woo-woo~~" The spirit also seemed to feel the oppression. He raised his hand and held up a golden light curtain and faced the chopped knife light.
"I'm scolding!"
The golden light curtain was under the Qinglong knife, like a piece of paper, and was instantly torn by the knife. He retreated in fear, stared at the figure holding the Qinglong knife, and whispered, "You are... Demon ancestor!"
"Wo!"
The cyan figure did not answer him and rushed up again. He picked up the green dragon knife in his hand and fought with the spirit. And I don't know when an energetic sword appeared in Zhenling's hand. The two figures are crisscrossed and fight against each other. In this space, violent energy fluctuations spread vastly, and Zhuge butliang and grimace were far away.
"Awesome, what should we do now?" The grimace looked at Zhuge Fuliang.
"Wait." Zhuge Buliang hugged his shoulder and said, "Well, you recognize me as the Lord now. I don't know what to call you yet?"
"Gutong." The grimace said, "Our ancient bronze twelve generals are the embodiment of chaotic bronzes in ancient times, and everyone has the surname 'ancient'."
"So you are all 'ancient' generation." Zhuge Butang stared at the grimace curiously. Now he knew that the so-called bronze twelve generals were not any race at all, but the same as the little ginseng fruit, which was the wisdom of natural resources and treasures.
"Cangling!"
The cyan figure holding the green dragon knife in the distance has steadily suppressed the spirit. The luster on the spirit's body is getting dim and dim, and it is about to dissipate. Zhuge Bulliang nodded frequently. If there is no accident, the spirit will be defeated within 30 rounds.
Sure enough, the two sides fought for less than 30 rounds, and the spirit finally shouted and dissipated into the starlight in the sky.
The cyan figure flashed and went back into the Qinglong knife again. Zhuge Buliang raised his hand and made a move. The green dragon knife flew back to his palm, and then cut a knife at the mountain stone wall that had lost its seal. The blue knife roared out like a green dragon and bombarded the mountain stone wall.
"Boom!"
The gravel scattered, and the whole mountain stone wall was cut into countless pieces by Zhuge Fuliang. Behind this mountain and stone wall, there is a deep tunnel, and a breath of vicissitudes and full of years comes out of the tunnel.
"It worked, and the seal was unsealed." Gu Tong excitedly flew around Zhuge Fuliang three times, and then turned into a black gas and rushed into the tunnel.
Zhuge Bliang followed with a green dragon knife in his right hand and a brick in his left hand. Although the seal has been broken, who knows if there are any other dangers in it? In short, it's good to be vigilant.
This tunnel is winding and full of dampness. Because it has been buried at the bottom of the mountain for more than 20,000 years, the tunnel is full of the vicissitudes of time. Fortunately, Zhuge Butliang did not encounter any other troubles.
Through this winding tunnel, Zhuge Fuliang followed Gu Tong to an underground nest. This underground nest is not very big, and you can see the end at a glance. In the middle of this underground nest is a large oval pit. In the pit, there are twelve bronze ancients standing there, standing there like a rock, motionless.
At first glance, Zhuge Bright thought he had seen the terracotta warriors.
"Hahaha, I'm back~~" Gu Tong laughed and flew towards one of the bronze ancients, who looked much shorter than any other kind. The grimace turned into a black gas and integrated into the bronze ancients.
The next moment, Zhuge Bluliang saw that the empty eyes of the bronze ancients actually shot two golden lights, and then the stiff neck twisted twice, and the two bronze arms were slightly raised, sounding a "pop" sound.
"Hey, your body won't rust, will it?" Zhuge Fuliang stood on the edge of the big pit and smiled.
"Bah, who do you look down on?" The sound of Gutong came from the bronze ancients. He moved his limbs. Finally, he jumped up from the big pit. The bronze body actually danced flexibly, and his arms slammed, and a metal sound came out.
Zhuge Butang looked at Gu Tong with great interest. He didn't expect that this bronze body could be as flexible as ordinary people, which was really rare.
"It's terrible." At this time, Gu Tong suddenly screamed, and the golden light in his eyes flashed violently a few times.
"What's the matter?"
"Well... Maybe it has been buried for too long, and the power in my body has lost a lot. Gutong's voice came from the bronze body.
"Damn, I don't want to raise a group of wastes. What's your cultivation now?" Zhuge Buliang sneered.
"Well... It should be in the realm of Taoist rhyme peeping into the sky..." Gu Tong's way.
"What the he said." Zhuge Buliang had an impulse to curse the street and said, "He still said that you don't pay attention to the half-step immortal. With your current strength, I guess you can't even solve a cultivation who can't be too virtual. Shit, this business is a loss." Ancient channel: "What's the hurry? Give me some time. I can definitely restore my original strength. Besides, there are twelve of us."
Gutong moved his body and twisted his neck twice, as if he was afraid of cervical spondylosis that had been buried in the ground for a long time. Then it jumped up and jumped into the air. With a sonorous sound, it pulled out a bronze sword worn around its waist. The bronze sword pointed and shouted, "Brothers, we can see the sun again. Don't sleep. Get up. Hey~~"
With that, a strange fluctuation emanated from the heart of Gutong's eyebrows, which spread like ripples, covering the other eleven bronze ancients.
At this moment, the remaining eleven bronze ancients swayed, and each bronze ancient man emitted a strong breath, sweeping away all the dust covering his body. The eyes of the eleven bronze ancients were all illuminated with golden brilliance.