Chapter 10, make the atmosphere full of kindness and resentment, Northern Underworld Supreme Sword

When the two were together, they went to Langya Mountain.

Langya Mountain is still five or six million miles away, but it is not a problem for the legendary practitioners.

It took me a lot of a day to get to Langya Mountain all the way to use the magic power of space.

The speed given by God is far higher than that of peers. It only takes a few flashes, which is tens of millions of miles.

But in order to wait for the Nangong copper finch, he had to slow down.

Through side-by-side attacks, God knows that in this world, there is the Nangong family, a giant force.

Shanggong and Nangong, which were originally connected by the same root, suddenly had the possibility of uncovering the secrets of the two families, making God-given full of motivation.

However, what is this so-called medieval world?

And Langya Mountain has arrived.

This Langya Mountain is floating in nine days, with blue light and dry clouds.

A mysterious and ancient feeling arises spontaneously in the heart of God.

"Brother Shanggong, let's go to the Jiantai!" Nangong copper finch feathers are fluttering and heroic.

God-given himself, so he replied, "It's so good."

Inside Langya Mountain, there is a huge sword mound, and in Guanjiantai, you can see the inside of the sword mound.

For the sword tomb, it is mysterious in the medieval world, and Tianci also showed full curiosity.

At this moment, a gorgeous dragon car rumbled from the rear.

The car was pulled by a nine-headed golden dragon, and a cold middle-aged man drove the car to the front of the Nangong copper finch.

The window of the car was pulled open, and a few domineering faces were suddenly exposed.

Someone shouted and said, "Isn't this the waste of the Nangong family? Why did you come to participate in the Langya Sword!"

Hearing this, the face of the Nangong copper finch turned blue in an instant.

However, what Tianci has been given to Nangong Tongque is more of a kind of depressing bitterness.

"The wind and fire smell, I've been here since then, and I don't need you to take care of it!"

With that, the Nangong copper finch wanted to bypass the dragon car and fall to Langya Mountain.

"The young patriarch didn't let you go. Where are you going?" At this time, the middle-aged man sitting on the back of the nine-headed golden dragon raised a dragon whip and stopped the Nangong bronze sparrow.

The Nangong family is a famous family. Naturally, the Nangong copper finch also has confidence and dignity. He immediately shouted, "Fenghuo Wenren, what do you want to do?"

He is a legendary world, and he is an absolute strong man in the primitive world, but in this so-called medieval world, it makes people shout waste.

In the car, Fenghuo Wenren still laughed facelessly: "You loser, if you don't stay at home, why do you always run out and humiliate the Nangong family?"

"Enough!" The Nangong copper sparrow was completely angry. The sword he stepped on buzzed and trembled, as if he had also smelled the burning flame of his master.

Fenghuo Wenren is the young suzerain of Hualian Jianzong. His strength is outstanding in the Middle Ages, far from being comparable to the Nangong bronze finch.

However, the family behind Nangong Tongque is not something that people can provoke at will. At this moment, it is just a mouthful.

Seeing the gift of heaven standing quietly next to the copper finch in the South Palace, the wind and fire heard the people's eyes and said, "Yo! Waste, you still have friends! A useless friend can only be a waste!"

"Ling——"

A sword sounded, and the Nangong bronze finch couldn't stand it any more. It transported the sword into a light and cut it to the wind and fire.

Nangong copper sparrow and wind and fire have always had a grudge. If there was no God-given side, they would rather be insulted than take action easily.

But he is a person who value friends, and he can't see God's gift being humiliated in any case.

It was the Fenghuo Wenren who grasped this point and forced the Nangong bronze finch to draw its sword.

"Looking for death!" The middle-aged man sitting on the back of the nine-headed golden dragon, called Fenghuo Deng Wen, is an extremely powerful legendary peak, whipped to the Nangong bronze finch.

The force of this whip, as if to open up the world, smashed the Nangong bronze finch with the sword and smashed it to the earth.

The warm sitting posture of the wind and fire lamp reveals the meaning of killing, and there is a kind of frightening spirit.

And the dragon whip went away endlessly and rolled up to the gift of God.

The people's hatred for Nangong Tongque is too deep, and they don't want to let go of the people around Nangong Tongque.

The wind and fire lamp naturally knows the temper of his young master. At this moment, the strength of the God-given is a little bigger, but there is no mercy.

It's really a reckless disaster. God-given doesn't want to pay attention to the affairs of the Middle Ages at all.

But at this time, it was too late to retreat, and he was never a timid person, and immediately carried out the perfect work of the world.

Thirty-two splits hit, just like thirty-two gods at the same time, hitting the dragon whip.

It's just a terrible force, constantly bombarding the split, and all the splits were pressed and annihilated by the ashes.

"Bang!"

The God-given body is like a balloon, which is blown up by the wind and fire lights, and the chaotic runes of the Ganges and sand are flying around.

Nangong Tongque has also flown up again. Seeing that Tianci was blown up, he hurriedly shouted anxiously, "Brother Shanggong, you are not your opponent. Run away quickly and leave me alone!"

Fenghuo sneered: "In front of me, do you think you can escape?"

A whip did not kill God's gift, and the wind and fire lamp was also a little surprised, but he didn't care. He used the dragon whip again and pulled it down.

The trajectory of the dragon whip, which is the same as the law, has a wonderful and unspeakable charm.

Tianci was shocked. The strength of this wind and fire lamp was beyond his imagination. The strength in a whip was at least one billion.

A person can exert a billion-dollar pioneering power without the help of fairy weapons, artifacts, magic arrays, etc., at least in a desperate situation.

And the temperature of the wind and fire lamp is obviously not the peak, which is almost impossible in the primitive world.

Now it is not allowed to be distracted. God's gift directly turns into a dark storm, which stimulates sword light.

The indestructible power of the artifact is too sharp, like a needle, stabbed into the dragon whip.

Although the power of the wind and fire lamp is strong, it is not known how far it is to lose to the artifact. The dragon whip in his hand is cut off by the dark storm.

"Artifact!"

Everyone present had a sudden heart, and the dark storm shook the sword body, and the voice of God-given came from it: "Dark Storm • Sword fencing!"

Fencing is a must for every swordsman, and it is also the most common move in swordsmanship.

It's just that the great wisdom is stupid, the great cleverness is clumsy, and the sword fencing of the lonely nine swords.

A sword is cold, the black light flashes, and the world is quiet in an instant.

"Good luck!" In a close turn, the wind and fire lamp warmly praised, and he shouted, "Bei Ming Shen Gong, infinite supreme!"

"hong——"

Tianci felt that he had fallen into an inexplicable time and space, and the temperature of the wind and fire lamps in front of him became infinitely high.

Even with an artifact, it can't get out of this time and space for a while.

Suddenly, a great force that could destroy the world squeezed in.

But the artifact is not bad, and the God-given drum urges all the power to inject into the dark storm and jump up.

Suddenly, it was like a fish jumping out of the water and widening the sky.

At this time, Tianci seemed more cautious, no longer dared to act rashly, and carefully stared at the wind and fire lights.

The wind and fire lamp warmly uses skills, but it contains a wonderful law that has never been seen by God.

This unknown attack method makes God-given vigilance, and then doubtful, and then think deeply.

In the endless abyss of the magic prison, falling into the torrent of time and coming to a strange medieval world, all kinds of encounters make God aware that an unspeakable force is playing a role.

"Artifact, good thing, it's really bumped into the treasure!" Fenghuo Wenren stepped out of the dragon car and stared at the dark storm with a smile.

That kind of eyes, ** naked, as if the artifact already belongs to him.

From the soul to the body, the wind and fire show a kind of vigorous vitality.

With a strong outfit, he shot all over his body without concealment.

"Bei Ming's supreme magical power!"

The skill of Fenghuo Wenren is the Zhenzong method of Hualian Jianzong, with the momentum of crushing the world.

In his hand, a forceful sword was taken out.

This sword, called the Supreme Sword, actually shows nine fronts, each of which looks like a different sword weapon.

A smell of suppressing the world, coming from the supreme sword.

"Artifact!" Tianci's eyelids jumped, revealing surprise.

It is also an artifact held by Fenghuo in people's hands.

"Brother Shanggong, invincible, let's go!" Nangong Tongque shouted more anxiously.

"It's not that easy! Supreme Sword Array!"

The supreme sword splits into nine handles, and then eighty-one handles•••••