First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 283: A sword can be broken

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Su Yi was calm and concentrated, and the power of his spiritual sense swept out, inch by inch perceiving the magnificent hall on the first floor of the pagoda.

This temple is so vast that it can accommodate thousands of monks chanting sutras and meditation here. Sixteen stone pillars stand, each engraved with the obscure and mysterious Brahman.

Huh?

When Su Yi's spiritual sense explored the depths of nearly twenty feet, he suddenly felt a sense of stagnation, and the image of a large formation appeared in his mind.

"It turned out to be a large array of hidden aura..."

Suddenly, Su Yi suddenly understood the reason why something was wrong.

"Be careful, this place is covered with a large array. If I expected it to be good, it should be arranged by those Buddhist cultivators in Shanglin Temple."

Su Yi whispered.

And he used the power of divine sense to meditately sense the mystery of the hidden grand formation.

Ning Siyao, Muxi, Lan Suo were all awe-inspiring, and they all sacrificed their weapons at the same time.

Ning Sihua was holding the Qingyan Remnant Moon Halberd in the back, and a bright red and clear flying sword floated in her left palm, as slender as a swimming fish.

Mu Xi grasped the golden spear and was ready to go.

The most exaggerated is Lan Suo. She took out a secret talisman jade pendant and hung it on her chest, slanted a golden flying knife with full of spirituality to her waist, and used a small jade sword with purple air in her hair. Between the threads, I took out a pair of wristbands engraved with dense cloud patterns...

Thinking about it, she seemed uneasy about holding a thick stack of Yuan Dao Jade Talisman on the left and right. Then she sighed with satisfaction, her eyes were full, and she was eager to try.

This scene almost blinded Mu Xi!

I've seen one in full armor, but I've never seen one whose body is covered in pieces of spiritual treasures!

Ning Sihua has a strange look. If this is a fighting genre, should it be called... money-smashing?

Seems to be a little uncomfortable by the eyes of the two, Lan Suo said:

"When I went out, my parents had to give it to me, saying that it was a girl who was outside, so you must protect yourself, um...don't make a fuss..."

Ning Siji and Mu Xi both looked away, sighing in their hearts, people, life can't wait!

Chong!

At this time, Su Yi suddenly swung the Xuanwu sword and slashed out.

A cyan sword qi crossed the sky, with a mysterious and unpredictable rhythm, slashing into the void twenty feet away.

Boom!

Light and rain splashed, countless symbols emerged, and a large array filled with golden Buddha light was reflected in everyone's field of vision.

And with Su Yi's sword slashing, it was as if it hit an inch of a snake, and the magnificent golden formation immediately shattered like a piece of paper and disappeared with a bang.

"This..."

"Who is so daring to do something wrong with me?"

There was a loud, angry voice.

I saw a group of monks standing in the depths of the hall, all with anger on their faces, looking at Su Yi and the others.

"It is beyond the poor monk's expectations that the donors can reach this place alive."

Suddenly, a deep voice sounded.

It was Jue Heng who spoke impressively.

There are as many as ten monks next to him, and each of them exudes aura that belongs to the Innate Martial Sect.

Especially the head of the old monk with white eyebrows and white beard, his breath is the most obscure, far more terrifying than the other ten.

And further away in the main hall, there is a fierce battle going on.

It was a handsome young monk, dressed in coarse cloth monk clothes, with a solemn appearance.

He held a purple-gold bowl and waved a snow-white bright sword.

What's surprising is that the young monk's pair is actually a golden dragon with a terrifying aura all over his body!

The roars of dragons were like thunder and thunder, and the terrifying dragon might spread like a landslide and tsunami from the long dragon.

From a distance, it's hard to breathe.

"Is there really a dragon in this world?"

Mu Xi was surprised, her scalp tingling.

Ning Sihua and Lan Su were both shocked by such a scene, these monks of Shanglin Temple actually wanted to subdue dragons here! !

Who would believe this if you hadn't seen it with your own eyes?

"There is indeed a dragon in this world, but the one I see is not a real dragon, but the power revealed by a drop of real dragon blood."

Su Yi's deep eyes lit up.

True Dragon!

One of the oldest and most terrifying creatures of the true spirit beasts, with unpredictable power, like a **** living in the world, with incredible magical powers.

In the eyes of the monks in the imperial realm, the existence of the real dragon is also a role that can be called a peerless murderer~IndoMTL.com~ is so powerful that it is unimaginable.

These creatures are gifted with extraordinary talents. They are born with great luck. They can disrupt the starry sky.

However, real dragons are extremely rare and mysterious, and almost only exist in ethereal legends.

In the great wilderness of Kyushu, in the endless years from ancient times to the present, there are only a handful of people who have actually seen such mysterious creatures!

Most of the time, all the news about the real dragon is mostly illusory rumors.

Although Su Yi honored the Great Wilderness Kyushu in his previous life, he had only seen the lair left by a real dragon and picked up some broken dragon scales.

He had never seen a real dragon alive.

And now, in the ruins deep in the Baocha Yaoshan Mountain, in the nine-story pagoda on the top of this dragon-shaped mountain, there is a dragon shape derived from a drop of true dragon blood!

Su Yi couldn't help but be surprised and surprised.

My dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^