The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

Liang Yanji became full. He had been paying attention to the surroundings before. At this moment, the entire cave was sealed by the owner of the Tomb of the Dead with a golden barrier. It was impossible to break through with his strength. Only the abyss at the lower reaches of the Wusheng River is his only way out now.

The so-called death and resurrection, although Liang Yan does not know the danger in the inanimate river, but now with his own strength and Lao Jin's state, it is absolutely impossible to confront this golden core monk head-on, let alone He also has an emperor's corpse with the same strength in the Golden Core Realm!

　　 "I can only gamble!"

Liang Yan whispered in his heart, and at the same time raised his escape speed to the limit, almost about three breaths, and reached the edge of the Wusheng River, then opened a body-protecting spirit shield, and plunged into Wusheng without looking back. In the river.

　　噗通! With a sound, as Liang Yan jumped into the river, a boundless sense of collapse suddenly rose from the bottom of my heart, and then a soft tingling pain started from the limbs and spread to the whole body.

"Oops!"

　　 Liang Yan shook his heart, vaguely having a bad premonition.

　　 At the next breath, the spiritual power in his body began to quickly dissipate. In the blink of an eye, the spiritual power that had filled the limbs and skeletal bodies disappeared without a trace.

Liang Yan was shocked, and subconsciously wanted to stand up from the river, but the muddy water seemed to have an inexplicable tearing force, as if there were thousands of hands at the bottom of the river, all grasping unwillingly. His limbs dragged him towards the bottom of the river.

　　 Liang Yan turned his head and looked towards the bottom of the river, but saw thousands of distorted human faces, each of which was full of pain, unwillingness and spite. It's just that some are wailing, and some are staring at themselves with excitement, as if they are all looking forward to becoming one of them!

　　 "Hahaha! Boy, you are clever but you were mistaken by cleverness!"

Although the middle-aged man and his emperor's corpse were still in Lao Jin's cage, seeing Liang Yan jumped into the river, he couldn't help laughing: "Wusheng River, Wusheng River! Naturally there is death but no life! Your kid actually rushed to jump into the river. Isn't this a long life?"

　　 Liang Yan heard the ridicule of the owner of the tomb of the dead, but at this moment there was suffering. His own spiritual power was completely wiped out, and his body was dragged down by the endless resentment under the river. There was nothing to do.

　　 "Lao Jin! Can you do it!"

　　 Liang Yan tried to communicate with Lao Jin, but in exchange for Lao Jin’s extremely weak voice:

　　 "Three roots...Jin Yu...all, I...sleeping...don't forget...your promise!"

　　 Lao Jin seemed to exhaust all his energy, finished this paragraph intermittently, and never responded the next moment. And the connection between Liang Yan and him has become as if there is nothing.

　　As the old Jin's consciousness dissipated, the golden cage that originally bound the corpse of the emperor and the owner of the tomb of the dead also made a ding! There was a crisp sound. In the next moment, the golden light dissipated, the entire cage fell apart, and all the golden threads fell to one point, and then turned into a golden feather again.

　　 It's just that this golden feather has dim aura at the moment, slowly falling from mid-air, completely losing its prestige.

　　 "Hahaha!"

　　 The middle-aged man laughed wildly and strode towards the Wusheng River with the emperor's corpse.

　　 "I thought you had any means, it turned out to be nothing!"

The corpse of the emperor was already standing by the river at this moment. The owner of the tomb of the dead was condescending and looked down. He saw that Liang Yan had sunk in the river. Although his hands and feet were still struggling, he could not change his being slowly dragged into the bottom of the river. fact.

　　 "There are a lot of secrets in your boy. If you just turn into the nourishment of the Wushenghe River, it would be a little wasted. It's better to die in my hands!"

　　 The middle-aged man smiled slightly, and pointed his hand downward. The emperor's corpse immediately understood, and stretched out the big palm of the fan, and grabbed it towards Liang Yan under the river.

　　 At this moment, a dazzling white light suddenly came from behind the middle-aged man, and a beam of light as thick as an arm was emitted from the star compass, rushing straight up, seeming to be echoing with something outside.

　　 "The ten breaths are here!"

　　 Ji Lai yelled excitedly, seeming to have been patient for this moment for a long time.

The middle-aged man frowned slightly. At first he saw that Jilai and Murong Xuewei were only in the Qi refining period, so they were really like ants, so he didn't put them in his eyes at all. He didn't expect to make them out at this time. Some moths.

　　 "It seems that the ants are not honest!"

　　 The middle-aged man turned around on the top of the emperor's corpse, pinched with one hand with his right hand, and was about to point out towards Ji Lai. Suddenly, a dull sound was heard from a place unknown to the top of the head, and then the entire cave where everyone was located shook violently.

　　 Everyone in the field, including the tomb owner of the Tomb of the Dead and Wen Tao, looked up with all doubts.

　　 I saw a little silver-white brilliance suddenly pierced out of the stone wall at the top of the cave. Inside this dim underground cave, it was like a star in the dark night.

　　 In the eyes of everyone's doubts, the silver light suddenly bloomed, and the silver light became brighter and brighter. From the first star, it gradually turned into a long rainbow.

Immediately afterwards, a silver ray of light traversing several tens of feet came out through the stone, and even split the golden enchantment arranged by the tomb owner into two~www.ltnovel.com~ The rest remained unabated, still smashing towards the direction of the emperor’s corpse. .

　　 "It's Jian Gang!"

　　 The middle-aged man's pupils shrank, his expression on his face was unprecedentedly serious, and at the same time he pinched his hands and threw the golden seal in his hand. The golden seal was spinning rapidly in the air, and suddenly it became more than a hundred times bigger, and the dragon roared above, faintly with the might of the emperor.

　　铮!

　　 There was a sound of a sword sound, and the silver sword gang of about tens of feet long fell from the sky, just cut it on the golden seal, and cut it in half.

"Do not!"

　　 The middle-aged man roared, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. That Fang Jinyin is his destiny magic weapon. He originally possessed the two powers of defense and suppression, but he didn't expect to be able to stop this sword today!

　　 From outside Changning Mountain, this silver sword pierced the mountain wall above everyone's head with a single sword, and directly opened the sect of the tomb of the dead. At this moment, the afterglow of the setting sun shone, and the faint sun shines into this cave that has not seen the sun for thousands of years!

The middle-aged man swallowed. In his shocked gaze, a woman wearing a blue robes and stepping on three feet of frost slowly fell from the split gap and stopped ten miles in front of him. To the place.

　　 The eyes of this woman are like water, and the temperament of the whole person is light and dusty. There is only a simple cyan Dao robe on her body, except for the two Tai Chi patterns on the front and back, and there is nothing fancy. But when worn on her body, it looked icy, glamorous and vulgar, like the wind blowing on a jade tree, snow wrapped in Qiongbao. If there is stunning beauty in the mortal world, then this woman will be like an immortal in the sky!