The two of them stood still, and the sound was whistling from behind him

The whistling sound was extremely sharp, just like a sharp sword that advanced at a rapid speed, breaking through countless air, it was the sword of essence, the sword slave was showing off his evil spirit.,

I don’t know how many times he encountered this situation along the way, but it could no longer cause any emotional fluctuations. His expression did not move, and he waved his sleeves back without looking back.

This action is like just like dust removal without the breath of fireworks.

In other words, from the front, if it were changed to the angle of the sword slave in the back, it would be completely different.

The sleeves were rolling like huge waves, and in an instant, the sword of essence was swept into it.

After rolling up, the extremely sharp sword of essence was like a vortex, and his rapid body suddenly paused. With just this pause, the sleeves changed again.

It seemed like a dragon poking out the dragon's claws from the waves, and a claw appeared without any sign from the rolling sleeves, facing the sword of essence.

In an instant, the sound of metal and iron fighting resounded, like a cloud of clouds condensed to the extreme and suddenly exploded. With a "bang", the sleeves faded away, revealing a bare arm.

Zhang Fan's palm, which had been bent into claws, trembled slightly. The slight numbness disappeared in an instant.

The sword of essence was not that cheap. It flew backwards in an instant, and it was only less than ten feet away. It seemed that all the blows it had suffered had exploded. The entire sword body condensed slightly and then collapsed.

The Gengjin Qi at the core of the sword body, the sword slave who was entrenched on the sword energy sword, fled in a panic at the same time, one left and one right, fled into the sword forest not far away.

This time, Zhang Fan did not release the Demonic Infant to Devour the Sword Slave. He did not even collect the Gengjin Qi that he was very interested in before. He just took back his arm as if nothing had happened, and his mind was all focused on the same thing held in his other hand.

It was not a treasure, but the rag was cut and looked like it was pulled off from something like a sleeve. If there was anything different, it was the edge of it charred and curled, and there was a slight violent atmosphere on its entirety, like thunder in the sky.

This is obviously just an ordinary sleeve, and the key is not above it.

Previously, when Zhang Fan discovered it, there was no blood, no minced meat, and no remaining things. He only sprinkled a layer of red powder on the ground around this half of the rag.

It was normal to die in such a dangerous place. If it could lead to the attack of thousands of swords in the sword forest, even if it was a monk like Zhang Fan who stood at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Stage, he would not be able to guarantee that he would escape unstoppable.

But the owner of this piece of rag is a way to die, but there is mystery in it.

No matter how careless he was, he would never die like this under the attack of the sword of essence.

Looking at the situation of the rag, only thunder can cause such a result, and it is an extremely powerful thunder power!

After the attack, all the body was covered with powder, and only such a small piece of rag was accidentally retained. Such strength was really terrifying and terrifying.

Zhang Fan had encountered many disciples of the Shenxiao Sect in his life, but even the strongest ones, the fairy Chi who chased Shi Zhongtian on Xia Yan Island that day, was determined not to have such strength, which had exceeded the limit of a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Thinking of the fact that I have been in this Jinjue Land for so long, since I have not even had any people at all, it would be too unnatural.

Combining these, there is only one possibility!

"Grandma Tong!"

Zhang Fan's expression moved, and the appearance of this person appeared in his mind.

When she first entered this place, she had arguing with the old monster Yin and Yang, and just entered Zhang Fan's sight.

At this time, the strange situation in the land of Jinjue was done by this person.

Only a master like her can kill all the rest of the entire Jedi with the power of thunder. The purpose of her doing this is obvious. She obviously wants to obtain the origin of gold, but she does not want to be disturbed when obtaining it.

"It's cruel enough! It's poisonous enough!"

Thinking that she might have killed almost all the other monks here for such a reason. Even Zhang Fan couldn't help but say "ruthlessness"

Since entering this Fire Spirit Land, it has finally appeared in the same small Jedi with a Grandmaster of Killing Dan for the first time. With his long wish with Shenxiao Sect and the behavior of Grandma Tong, as long as he meets, there will be a battle between the two.

"The first one, okay, okay, okay!"

Zhang Fan said to himself, feeling the blood surged up. At the same time, he felt a scent of blood in his mouth.

Time seems to be under the clouds all year round, and the heart is so depressed that it is extremely longing for a kind of explosion, breaking through the haze and regaining the release of the light of day!

"My wife!"

The voice was filled with coldness!

He swung his arm and increased the force slightly. The flames instantly ignited, and the rag in his hand was immediately burned.

ember.

At this point, Zhang Fan looked at the place in front of him.

"Sword Tomb!"

Although he looked around for a moment as soon as he appeared here before, he still inevitably flashed with a look of surprise in his eyes when he looked again.

I originally thought that besides the sword forest, the next one should be the famous Shachi.

The ancient sword cultivation lineage, in the sword domain transformed from golden spirit beads, passes through the sword forest, there is a clear spring called the sword pool.

The water in this sword pool is naturally not ordinary water. It is condensed into liquid with infinite sword energy, filling the heart yearning that has just formed. I thought it could be seen this time, but after the sword forest, it was directly connected to the edge of the sword tomb and omitted the sword pool. "In addition to being grateful, there was some regret.

The specialty and horror of the sword pool are related to its difficulty in forming. I think the spiritual consciousness formed by the Fire Spirit Pearl cannot be achieved, so I just connected it to the sword tomb.

The sword tomb is the entire sword domain and the last core of this Jinxue Land.

The sword tomb, the tomb of Ten Thousand Swords. Only when Zhang Fan knew that the situation was right in front of him was true.

Long sword, short sword, heavy sword, ritual sword, broad sword, narrow sword, soft sword" all kinds of sharp swords spread throughout the entire field of view, either laid out in a mess like weeds, or half of the underground. They stand upright like tombstones, all of which are decayed and broken, and none of them are intact.

These residual swords are different from the previous swords of essence. They are physical existences. They are truly made of hardware essence. They fall into this shape. There are still many remaining sharp breaths of sharp nets, with cold lights flashing on them, which are obviously extremely sharp.

Although these sharp swords are broken, if they are taken into the world, they will not be as good as the legendary swords. They all have the ability to cut gold and cut jade, which will cause bloody storms. However, here, they are like garbage and can be seen everywhere.

In the eyes of immortal cultivators like Zhang Fan, they are indeed garbage-like things. They were a little surprised and saw that there were no spiritual qi tools on it, so they no longer paid attention to it.

He had just taken a step forward and was about to enter the sword tomb. He suddenly looked up and looked into the distance.

There, the thick cloud formed by infinite sword energy rolled in, as if a crazy dragon was stirring up in it. Zhang Fan's heart suddenly felt a stern, and he didn't think about it and shot out and instantly sank into the sword forest behind him.

In the sword forest, the nearest sword slave had just been killed by him. It was a pure and safe place. As soon as he fell, Wuchao flew out, covering the surrounding space, and was immediately isolated from the inside and outside, without worrying about being discovered.

After doing these things, it was only a breathing time. In the sword tomb, there was no peace anymore.

First, the sound of thunder came from a distance, and it started out as fashionable and vaguely heard. Then the sound became louder and louder, and the "rumbling" sounded, gradually deafening, filling the whole place today.

This is not the real thunder sound, but the speed of breaking through the air, causing continuous bursts of air. Xiruozhen's Nine Sky Thunder came to the world.

As soon as the sound came, it was seen that from the farthest point where I could see, a large area of ​​thick clouds rolled violently as if boiling.

Such a turbulent wave, from far to near for a moment, during this process, the sunshine that had never been seen in the land of Jinxu shone for the first time, spread out into the sword tomb full of sores, revealing all the decay and destruction.

"This is

Zhang Fan was secretly shocked, and he had no doubt about what he was thinking.

The large area of ​​thick sword energy clouds disappeared inch by inch from afar, and the sunlight shone into it, like a light dragon, and in an instant it had reached the forefront.

A sound like a dragon roar, purple light flashed. Then a small sword appeared in front of Zhang Fan.

This is what stirred up countless clouds, broke through all the haze, and annihilated countless sword energy.

Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed and he never took a moment of removal.

The little sword doesn't seem to have anything special. The sword blade is just a palm with a length and a mysterious thunder text engraved on both sides. It looks like an exquisite sword of rituals and a decoration of mortals and powerful people. However, when it appears, its previous reputation makes Zhang Fan understand what this is.

"magic weapon!"

This little purple gangster is a magic weapon.

Just as Zhang Fan looked at this magic weapon, a petite figure flashed and appeared beside the purple sword, but she didn't see her movements. The purple sword suddenly sounded lightly, as if cheering, and then flew up and down, lingering beside the visitor.

"It's her all the time!"

A strange smile appeared on Zhang Fan's face, and his hands couldn't help but stumble into the Qiankun bag. His body was tense, as if he was waiting for a good opportunity to hunt!

"Grandma Tong!"

The figure of a girl of four or five years old is like a woman with a face that is as full and charming as a woman with a decade, but has a hair that falls to her ankle.

The long hair and the young face are the grandma of the old monster Yin and Yang, and the Grandmaster of the Divine Xiao!

She didn't come here alone, and just stood still, a whistling sound that was even more sharp, terrifying and astonishing than when she appeared before, rushed straight along the path of the light dragon splitting.

Unlike Grandma Tong's sound like thunder when she was flying at a very fast speed, the howling sound was like a crack of silk. No matter what, it was broken, and the road surface was not yet revealed.

As the voice came, a ray of light flashed, and the visitor instantly appeared in front of Grandma Tong. Judging from its speed, it seemed that it was even three points faster.

"It's this thing?"

When Zhang Fan saw the person coming, a strange color flashed in his eyes and then chuckled.

"It's really a gathering of wind and clouds. I didn't expect that the origin of gold was in it."
Chapter completed!