Spirit Sword Sovereign

Hey!

A drop of turbid sweat beads slipped from the cheeks of Van Gogh and made a very faint sound, but in the space of the dead common, it was so clear and echoed in the eardrum of everyone.

The crowd stayed in the original position, and his eyes were still looking in the direction of Xuan Shougu. His expression was sluggish and he did not say a word, revealing the atmosphere of ambiguity.

There is more and more sweat on the Forehead of Van Gogh. He squeezed out the Hand Seal again, and his voice roared like thunder: “Three Thousand Swords – Now!”

In the language, the sword qi that rises from the sky is even more tyrannical, as if to tear the clouds, but this time, the direction of the Xuan Shou Valley, there is still no movement, only the hū hū sound swept by the wind.

The eyes of the Wanjiange crowd moved, and the strange look of the van Gogh was not robbed, even the three thousand Heavenly Spirit disciple was cheeky red, the sword pointed back, full of embarrassing bowed his head.

As for the people of the ancient stars in the distance, it is nothing to be laughed at by this scene. It is like ignoring the idiots, it is glaring.

Gazed by these hot eyes, the face of Van Gogh became red, especially the a path of laughter and the sigh of breath in the void, which made him rise to a strong anger.

However, just as he was going to speak for the third time, his mind suddenly sounded the ethereal voice of sword spirit, saying: “No need to waste effort, three thousand swords, already out of the secret database.”

“what?”

When Van Gogh heard this, he was so shocked that his eyes would protrude. He immediately replied: “How is this possible, and the three thousand swords are also stolen?”

Hearing the horror of the van Gogh, the sword spirit made a sigh, he just prepared to explain, but saw the figurine of the van Gogh ruined into a grayish sword light, breaking the void, and the head Buhui swept the Xuan Shougu.

His speed is extremely fast, like the flowing light, rushing into the Xuan Sword Valley with a savage posture, and directly rushed to the strategic secret database.

Boom!

The opening of the gate, printed in the van Gogh, is an empty and huge chamber. There is no trace of cultivate resources. Only the stone platform stands there, and it is empty and reveals a strong feeling of indolence.

There is no robbery in the eyes of the Brahman, and the pupils are tightened. The heart’s fierce beats are clearly heard in the empty secret library. The mouth opens and closes, as if it can’t accept the scene.

At this time, a white clothed sword spirit appeared.

He stood behind Van Gogh and his face was filled with helplessness. He sighed: “On that day, the mysterious powerhouse plundered in Wanjiange and forced the spirits to be collected. The method was really secretive. I also discovered the three thousand swords after a long time. The device was also stolen.”

“Three thousand swords, containing mysterious formations, can directly display the Great Formation of Wanjian, is the secret weapon of Wanjiange, even if someone can make a move to steal, it is bound to attract the resonance of the sword array, how can it disappear? Nothing?” Van Gogh immediately yelled and asked, suddenly let the sword spirit be speechless, and the helplessness on his face was even worse.

He was able to hear that the words of Brahman’s robbery had a strong blame, but he could not speak out.

At the beginning, Chu Xingyun relied on the Black Hole heavy sword to enter the black state, to converge all the sound and light, and even the spiritual fluctuations, it is silent, Ghost Spirit is unpredictable.

The legendary Ancient Sword’s sword spirit is the defeat of the Black Hole heavy sword. Even if he is a thousand years old, he can’t see through the black state, and can’t stop Chu Xingyun.

The silence of the sword spirit made Van Gogh feel like a grievance. He scanned all around, his eyes suddenly focused on a corner, where there was a black scroll.

Van Gogh did not rob the hand, and held the black scroll in his hand. After slowly opening it, he saw a line of characters written on it: Thanks to the Wan Jiange, I will come again soon!

The 寥寥 number is a strong sarcasm, and it ignites the raging anger of Brahman’s heart. His body begins to tremble, his pupils shrink, and the color of the scarlet-red that represents anger is spreading. .

“Take me the thing of the sword, I dare to speak out, if I don’t peel you off, I will not be a man!” Van Gogh squirted a crazy sword qi, tearing the scroll into a crush, he turned back, that anger The scarlet-red doubles make the sword spirit scared.

However, not waiting for the two to continue to speak, the constant roar of loud noises, and these roaring sounds, from far and near, and even to Xuan Sword Valley completely enveloped.

Van Gogh’s complexion changed, immediately rushed out of the Xuan Sword Valley, and came to the void.

In the field of vision, only the stars of the ancient ancestors gathered together, and formed four spiritual arrays. At one time, starlight swept the world, resplendent boundless, and the world turmoil changed. Among them, there was a spiritual array, which revealed a shape of a tiger, like a sacred kill. Tiger, the sky has a very violent atmosphere, covering the entire sky.

The other two spirits, one in the east, turned into a True Dragon body, the endless starlight is endless, the momentum falling from the air can oppress the sky, while the other is in the south, the fire is raging, like Vermilion Bird, each缕starlight seems to come from Taikoo, the power of destruction is eternal, and the power is boundless.

The last one is the largest, and a magnificent black tortoise shadow appears above the spirit array. When the sky roars, the starlight turns into a tide, and the vastness rushes in all directions.

These four spiritual arrays each occupy one side. Each of the spiritual arrays is divided into seven spiritual arrays, which are flexible and changeable. Wandering is everywhere in Wanjiange, but each time the flickering flickering, it is splendid resplendent starlight, from Falling in the void, grinding press everything, breaking the void, directly move towards the Wanjiange crowd to cull.

“Dead!” The ancient stars spit out a word, and in an instant, the endless starlight tears the world away, and feels the power of this endless starlight. The people of Wanjiange are all solidified, revealing the fear of divine light, this starlight cover It’s a terrifying day, it’s not yet falling, it’s like you have to wear them all.

Xiū xiū xiū !

a path of starlight fell from the void, touched the ground for a moment, suddenly shocked countless blood, in an instant, a famous Wanjiange discipline on the spot, fresh blood splashing, dyed red sky.

“Damn!” Van Gogh’s dusty look is cold, and a lot of Sword Masters make make a move, move towards the sky, but the number of starlight is too large, just plunging into the sky, hitting the sky and covering the earth And, the squad is actually moving, constantly staggered, so that starlight covers the entire space.

“This is stars. The twenty-eight stars of the ancient sects, the seven are one party, and the four sides gather together. If they rush forward, they will only be blocked by thousands of starlights, and they will be in a difficult situation.” At this moment, The long, dignified voice of Yun Changqing came.

Below, the four Sword Masters of the lineage were rushing over, their eyes glanced around, and their faces were ugly.

Stars Gu Zongzhi, who is well versed in the spirit of the spirit, and the integration of the spirit array into the operation of the Ziwei stars, thousands of people, unpredictable, and can continue to lead the stars flowing light, Wan Jiange people, simply can not get close.

“In order to avoid death and injury, the best way to do this now is to let all the swords discipline recede, based on the sword array, thus resisting the invasion of starlight. Otherwise, it will only increase casualties.” Tang Yunhuan immediately took the call, in front of them. The whistling sound of starlight is constantly coming out, too dense, and straight into the Wanjian Pavilion, ruthlessly harvesting a lively life.

Twenty-eight stars in the Great Formation have been formed, wandering in the position of the Quartet, flexible, plus thousands of starlight landing, Wanjiange people are not close, there are countless deaths and injuries, let alone make a move.

The Mind of Sword Master is shaking and looks complicated. Just as Yun Changqing wants to continue to speak, a gray and black sword light suddenly plucks, and the cold-faced Brahman vanishes out of the sword light and stands in the center of everyone.

I saw him look at the clouds, and then glanced at all around, the red bloodstains on the beach, and the broken limbs on the tiled floor, and all the anger of the vanity.

“This place is Wan Jianshan, the root of Wanjian Pavilion, and the stars Guzong Dalai killed, can we retreat?”

Van Gogh’s double-necked somber came to the extreme, and the sword pointed to a point. The emptiness of the air echoed his voice: “This war is about the glory of Wan Jiange, can only enter, can not retreat, but the people of Wanjiange, this full power make a move, give I am killing a bloody road!”