Chapter 65 Eight Shadows!

In fact, in the history of Juetianmen, there is a vague historical record. In the competition for Dragon Ball a thousand years ago, a disciple named Zheng Fengying mysteriously disappeared in this ancient castle. At that time, many elders came down to search, but to no avail, and was later determined to be swallowed up by this living castle.

A thousand years later, this disciple named Zheng Fengying appeared in this ancient castle again. Zheng Fengying, a disciple of Juetianmen who has disappeared for a thousand years, saw his fellow disciples at this moment. Naturally, he was very excited. He looked at Hong Yu and said, "Are you really disciples of Juetianmen?"

Immediately, he looked at Gu Jian Qianlan: "Is this also a female disciple of Juetianmen? It's incredible that Juetianmen can cultivate such a powerful disciple.

Hong Yu shook his head and smiled, "She is not. She is not a human, but an ancient sword called Qianlan."

Zheng Fengying was clear in his heart and said with a little excitement, "So that's it, so I can see the future again. Come up, Qianlan, and help me cut off these messy things.

Hearing the words, everyone's hearts were a little confused, and then rushed into the fierce magic. At a glance, they couldn't help but be shocked. Originally, several huge tentacles were found in the dilapidated temple behind Zheng Fengying, which had been connected to Zheng Fengying's body. No wonder every time he appeared, the piece was dilapidated. The temple will appear, and it turns out that he is connected to the temple.

Several huge tentacles are extremely strong, with runes on them. Obviously, they are not ordinary tentacles. With Zheng Fengying's cultivation, they can't be destroyed at all.

Sure enough, it is a terrible city of life. It can actually imprison people here, obtain the breath of life, and provide for the dilapidated temple behind him!

What is there in the dilapidated temple?

Looking at the dilapidated temple, everyone was very confused. Qianlan raised her slender jade hand and gently touched several huge tentacles connected to Zheng Fengying in front of her. Without saying a word, she immediately turned into an ontology - a brilliant sword! The tip of the sword goes to the sky, and the killing machine shakes the world!

With a loud noise, the world-class giant sword split down, and several huge tentacles were cut off with one sword. The huge tentacles withered in an instant, and then turned into a magic gas.

Zheng Fengying breathed a deep breath and finally got rid of this dilapidated temple in a thousand years.

However, at this time, an extremely weak but heavenly sound sound came from the dilapidated temple: "You have finally come... I have already... been waiting for you... endless years..."

The people were stunned and looked at Qianlan incredibly, and then at the broken temple in front of them. Because this sound was almost the same as Qianlan's voice!

In front of you, a trace of magic atmosphere is surrounding, and an ancient hall is suspended in the air, crowded and stacked. Each ancient hall is very large and dilapidated. Obviously, there are endless years. The dilapidated ancient hall is suspended in that trace of magic, looking extremely quiet and enchanting.

"The voice that summoned Qianlan is in the ancient hall." Qianlan stood in the air and looked at the broken temple for a moment. After fainting, she gently stepped on her crystal and lovely little jade feet and walked straight to the broken temple.

The light sleeves were caught by Zheng Fengying: "Qianlan, be careful, there is a prohibition in that hall."

Gu Jian Qianlan turned around and smiled lightly: "It doesn't matter. There is a voice calling me. Even if there is danger, I'm going to break through it!"

After saying that, she stepped on the void and walked to the dilapidated ancient hall step by step. Everyone looked quietly behind, and her heart was raised little by little.

"Dong--!" A loud noise!

Qianlan seemed to touch something, and the whole ancient hall trembled gently. Then, eight magic shadows slowly appeared around the ancient hall.

Obviously, there is indeed a ban in this ancient hall, and it seems to be very powerful!

As soon as the eight magic shadows appeared, they immediately moved their mouths and recited a series of difficult spells.

Gu Jian Qianlan was only stunned a little, and continued to step by step towards the ancient hall.

"Kah...Kah..."

As she walked forward, the whole ancient hall trembled and made a strange sound. As an ancient sword, Qianlan's body was strong to the extreme. She wanted to break through this ancient prohibition and enter.

Behind her, Hong Yu, Arnold and other people were looking at her nervously, especially Zheng Fengying. He didn't expect that Gu Jian Qianlan would be so strong. For a thousand years, he had tried his best to get close to this ancient hall, but now, Gu Jian Qianlan wanted to break through!

"Qianlan, be careful!" Hong Yu shouted to the ancient sword Qianlan. He felt that the eight magic shadows must be the loyal guardians of this broken ancient hall and very powerful.

Gu Jian Qianlan turned around, nodded to Hong Yu, and smiled, "Well, thank you, Hong Yu."

Arnold, a natural alien, frowned at this moment, with a pair of lavender eyes infinitely deep, always staring at the eight magic shadows motionless. He seemed to feel something, but he couldn't grasp what it was for a moment.

"Bang!"

One of the eight magic shadows took action, poked out a big magic hand, and shot directly at the ancient sword Qianlan.

This is a strange picture, and the whole magic shadow is blurred, but the big magic hand he took materialized in an instant, as if it had been shot through time and space.

Ancient sword Qianlan did not force its front, but her delicate body suddenly flashed, like a willow swinging wind, dodging the big magic hand. With a loud sound, the big demon hand patted on the ground and suddenly patted a big pit. The magic was rolling and powerful.

Gu Jian Qianlan roared and rose to the sky. Her white clothes fluttered and her style was peerless. She did not stagnate at all. Her body turned around, and her strong body shot at the ancient hall again to directly break the prohibition.

"Bang bang...!"

Eight earth-shaking loud noises, eight huge magic hands, with fierce palm wind, Qiqi's ancient sword Qianlan patted. In an instant, the ancient sword Qianlan turned into an ontology, a long ancient sword, and immediately fought with the eight great demon hands.

The earth shook, and the magic engulfed the sky. The eight great magic hands overlapped and were photographed one by one. It was endless, making the sky dark, and the sky trembled. On the ground under the broken ancient hall, it was photographed one shocking pit after another.

Gu Jian Qianlan was against eight, but it did not seem to fall into the wind. The brilliant divine light burst out suppressed the huge magic.

"Kka!"

The unparalleled sword light almost tore the sky. When the sword light flashed, a big demon hand was cut off. After the big demon hand fell to the ground, it immediately turned into a black magic gas and was squeaked by the magic shadow and sucked back into his mouth.

"Squeak... The mouse said, damn it, Qianlan is so powerful that she can easily cut off the big magic hand with one against eight. The mouse said, and the blood of this rat is boiling!" Hucun's mouse danced on Hong Yu's shoulder, staring at a pair of bean-like mouse eyes, and squeaking loudly.

Zheng Fengying's heart was even more shocked. He was only aware of his strength after a thousand years of hard work, but in the current situation, Gu Jian Qianlan just cut off the tentacles behind him and had not yet shown his real strength. How powerful this ancient sword is, even he can only say that it is very Horrible, horrible, horrible!

Hong Yu and Murong Qi, two rookies, can only wait and see, especially Murong Qi. They have never seen such a shocking battle. They were so shocked that they couldn't recover for a long time and muttered to themselves, "Cool! Er...it's fucking cool..."

In the shocking war, the ancient sword Qianlan sword was so bright that it was about to turn upside down!

"Hong Yu, the devil's butcher!" In the fierce battle, Qianlan's soft and crisp voice suddenly sounded in Hong Yu's heart. Without saying a word, Hong Yu immediately rushed over. The golden light on his right palm flashed, and a huge golden palm print was slapped out by him and grabbed the hilt of the ancient sword Qianlan in an instant.

Now Hong Yu's butcher has been cultivated to the tenth, and its power is extremely powerful. Half of his grasp of the sword handle of the ancient sword Qianlan immediately passed to the body of the ancient sword Qianlan. The ancient sword trembled and roared for nine days.

"Drink!"

Hong Yu shouted angrily and stood in the air. If the God of War came, he grabbed the ancient sword Qianlan with the devil's hand, which was equivalent to his personal battle. In an instant, a fierce fighting spirit burned in his chest, and hundreds of feet of ancient swords opened and suddenly fought with the eight demon shadows. The light of the sword was like lightning, which was frightening. Soul.

"Demon Slayer? Is there this set of mysterious methods in the division now? Looking at the golden giant palm print patted by Hong Yu, Zheng Fengying looked puzzled.

"Brother Zheng, the devil butcher is the ancestral secret of the Xiaoyu family. Xiaoyu's background is extremely complicated. He is not from the Daxia Empire, not even the Tianyuan Continent. He comes from the Hong family in the distant Longteng Continent." Murong Qi explained to Zheng Fengying.

"So it is." Zheng Fengying was clear and nodded, "With this peerless ancient sword, Xiaoyu should be able to deal with these eight magic shadows. The three of us retreat!"

The eight magic shadows and the ancient sword Qianlan are both proud of the ages. The power of the fierce battle between the two is so amazing that even if he has practiced here for a thousand years, he can't ensure that he will not be hurt.

Immediately, Zheng Fengying, Arnold, Murong Qi and Hucun Shuo Rat quickly flew away and watched the shocking war from afar.

Proudly standing in the air, Hong Yu manipulated the devil's hand to grasp the ancient sword, opening and closing, powerful and powerful. At this moment, he was shocked, like a peerless swordsman!

"Hu..."

A big demon hand slapped down from the top of his head, and the wind was strong, sweeping the rolling magic gas, and he wanted to slap Hong Yu into meat mud with one palm!

"Step on the devil's step!"

Hong Yu shouted, and the whole person had already turned into a shadow and flew hundreds of feet away obliquely.

"Touch!"

The big demon hand patted next to Hong Yu's body and made a loud noise, leaving a big hole more than ten feet deep on the ground.