Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 229: Sword tomb, where the wind and the clouds meet together!

Send a few parties to stand still, roaring, and came from behind him

The roaring sound is extremely sharp, just like a sword is advancing extremely, breaking through the air countless times.

This situation, along the way, I don’t know how many times I have encountered, it can no longer cause the slightest fluctuation in his emotions, his expression does not move, and he swings his sleeve back without looking back.

This action is more like dusting, without a firework smell.

That is to say, if it is changed to the angle of the sword slave behind, it will not be the case at all.

The sleeves turned like a huge wave, and the incoming sword of spirit was instantly drawn into it.

Under the volume, the extremely sharp sword of energy is like a vortex, and the flying figure suddenly pauses, just like the paused skill, there is a change in the sleeve.

It seems that a dragon came out of the waves with a dragon claw, a paw appeared from the rolling sleeves, and faced the sword of energy.

In a short time, the sound of metal collision resounded, like a mass of mist condensed to the extreme, suddenly bursting, "bang", the sleeves faded. A bare arm was exposed.

Zhang Fan's palm that buckled into claws twitched slightly. A little numbness disappeared instantly.

The Sword of Essence is not that cheap. It flew out in an instant, and it just flew less than a foot away. It seemed that the previous blows had exploded, and the whole sword body was slightly condensed, and it immediately collapsed.

The gas of the Gengjin at the core of the sword body, the sword slave entrenched in the sword of the spirit, fled at the same time. From left to right, Dun escaped into the sword forest not far away.

This time, Zhang Fan did not release Nascent Demon to devour the sword slave. Even the Gengjin Qi, which was of great interest, was not collected, but the arm was retracted casually, and the mind was concentrated on the same thing held in the other hand.

It’s not a treasure, but a small piece of cloth, it looks like it was pulled off from the sleeves and the like. If there is any difference, it is black at the edges. And curled up, there is a violent atmosphere on the whole, like a thunder in the sky.

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

Previously, when Zhang Fan was present, there was not at all blood in place, no minced meat, and no remaining things. Only on the ground around the half-cut cloth, an uneven layer of red powder was sprinkled.

It would have been normal to die in such a dangerous place. If it attracted thousands of swords in the sword forest, it would be Zhang Fan. cultivator, who stood at the peak of Foundation Establishment Stage, could not guarantee to retreat.

But the master of this rag is a dead method, but there is a mystery in it.

No matter how careless he is, under the attack of the Spirit Sword, it is impossible to die like this

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Looking at the rag situation, the only thing that can cause such a result is Thunder, and it is a powerful Thunder!

Under the blow, the whole body was made into powder, and only such a small piece of cloth was accidentally retained. Such strength is really terrifying.

There are many Divine Night Sect disciples in Zhang Fan's life, but even the most expert among them, the Chi fairy who chased the master Zhongtian on Xiayan Island that day, decided to have no such strength, which has passed Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator The limit.

It's been too long for me to think that I have been in this golden place for a long time. Since there is no trace of it at all, it is too unnatural.

In combination, there is only one possibility!

"Grandma Tong!"

Zhang Fan's expression moved. The person's appearance emerged in his mind.

When she first entered this place, she disputed with the Yin Yang monster before she entered Zhang Fan's sight.

At this time, the strange situation of Jin Jueji is the tenth of this person.

Only Core Formation Grandmaster like her can kill the rest of the entire danger zone with the power of thunder, and the purpose of her doing this is also obvious. Obviously, she wants to get the source of gold, but she doesn’t want to Any interference during acquisition.

"Relentless! Poisonous enough!"

Thinking that she might be for this reason, she almost killed all the other cultivator in this place. Even Zhang Fan couldn't help but say "ruthless"

Since entering the place of fire spirit, he finally appeared in the same catty danger zone with a Core Formation Grandmaster for the first time. With his long-cherished wish with Divine Night Sect, plus the behavior of the grandmother Tong, just meeting There must be a battle between the two.

"First, good, good, good!"

Zhang Fan said to himself, only felt the blood rising. At the same time, there seems to be a **** smell in the exit.

Time, as if standing under a cloud all year round, my heart is so desperate for a burst, once the haze is broken, I will see the release of the sun!

"Wife and grandma!"

In the voice, full of sensibility and coldness!

He flicked his arm, slightly added force, the flame instantly ignited, and suddenly burned the rag in his hand

Ember.

At this time, Zhang Fan hummed and looked at where he was.

"Sword Tomb!"

Although he first appeared here, he looked around a little, but when he looked at it at this time, a strange color inevitably flashed in his eyes.

I thought that besides Jianlin, the next thing should be the famous scraping pool.

An ancient sword repair lineage. Among the sword domains formed by the golden spirit beads, once passing the sword forest, it is a clear spring. Named Jianchi.

The water in the sword pool is naturally not ordinary water. It's the heart and life yearning that was formed by the infinite amount of sword gas condensed into liquid, and it was only filled during it. I thought it was visible this time. I didn’t want the sword forest, I even directly connected to the edge of the sword mound and omitted the sword pool." Fortunately, there are some regrets.

The peculiarity and horror of Jianchi is related to its difficulty in forming. It is impossible to get the spiritual knowledge formed by the fire spirit beads before connecting directly to the sword mound.

The sword mound is the entire sword domain and the final core of this golden place.

Jianzuo, the graveyard of Wanjian, seeing the situation in front of him, Zhang Fan knows that this name is not bad.

Long swords, short swords, epee swords, ceremonial swords, broad swords, narrow swords, soft swords", all kinds of sharp swords spread all over the field of vision, or are spread like weeds on the ground, or half Insert into the ground. Standing like a tombstone, all are decaying and broken, and no one is intact.

The remaining swords are different from the previous spirit swords. It is a physical existence, really made of fine hardware, but it has such a look. Many of them still have a sharp and fierce breath. A little bit of cold flashes above it, obviously extremely sharp.

Although these swords are broken, if you get them in mortal world, the handle will not be lower than the legendary sword. All have the ability to cut gold and cut jade, which will definitely cause a **** storm, but here, but like garbage, it can be seen everywhere.

In the eyes of cultivator like Zhang Fan, they are indeed rubbish-like things. I was a little surprised by the many and complicated, and I saw that there is no spirit qi gas appliance on it.

Just stepped forward and was about to enter the sword mound, he suddenly looked, looked up into the distance.

Here, the thick cloud formed by the infinite amount of sword gas rolled over, as if there was a mad dragon in the middle of it. Zhang Fan suddenly felt awkward in his heart, thinking of it on the ground a little with his toes. Behind the sword beater, Lin Zhong.

Within the sword forest, a recent sword slave was just killed by him. It was a clean and safe place. As soon as he settled, crow nest flew out of his hand and enveloped the surrounding space. It was immediately isolated from the inside and outside. Now.

After doing this, but a breathing skill. Within the sword mound, calm is no longer.

The sound of Ben Lei first came from a distance, but it was fashionable but not faintly heard, and then the sound became louder and louder, "rumbling" sounded, and gradually deafening, filling up the whole day.

This is not really the sound of thunder, but the breaking of the sky too, causing the continuous air to burst. Xie Ruozhen's Nine Xiao Thunder is born.

Only when the sound reached, could it be seen from the farthest sight, that the thick cloud was boiling like a boil, and it rolled violently.

The waves like the rivers and the rivers turned from the far to the near, but in the process, the sun that had never been seen in the golden world was irradiated for the first time, spreading into the sore sword mound. , Revealing all the decay and ruin.

"This is

Zhang Fan is secretly tongue-in-cheek, and the thoughts of the other party in the heart are no longer in doubt.

A thick cloud of sword qi, an inch of annihilation disappeared from a distance, the sun shining into it, like a light dragon, it was almost near.

The sound is like dragon roar, with purple flashes. Immediately a small sword appeared in front of Zhang Fan.

It's such a thing that stirs up countless clouds, breaks all the haze, and annihilates countless sword qi

Zhang Fan's gaze was fixed, and he never looked away again.

Xiaojian sees the special features of there's no, but the blade is only one palm long and short, and it is engraved on both sides. It seems to be a beautiful ritual sword, with all the precious ornaments, but at this time, as well as the previous prestige, let Zhang Fan understand what this is.

"magical treasure!"

This purple little boy is really a magical treasure.

Just at the time Zhang Fan visualized this magical treasure. A petite figure is a catty. Flashing away, appeared beside the purple sword, and did not see her move. The purple sword suddenly whispered, as if cheering, and then flew up and down, lingering on the side of the person coming.

"It's her violently!"

A strange smile appeared on Zhang Fan's face, and his hands could not help but dive into cosmos bag. The body is tense, like a cheetah waiting for a good opportunity to prey!

"Grandma Tong!"

A girl who is four or five years old~IndoMTL.com~ The face is as charming as a bi-year-old Chinese woman, but she has a beautiful head that falls to her ankles.

He Tongyan, is the grandma of Tongyang in the mouth of the old Yin and Yang monsters, Divine Night Sect teacher!

She didn’t come here alone, before she stood still, a whistling sound that was sharper and more horrifying than when she appeared before, and rushed straight along the air path split by the light dragon.

It’s different from Tong’s grandmother’s flying sound like flying thunder. At this time, this roaring sound is like a crack, and the road, no matter what, is completely broken, and the road has not been seen before. The potential is revealed.

The voice just arrived, and a flash of glory flashed over, and the coming person appeared in front of Grandma Tong instantly.

"Actually this thing?"

Zhang Fan saw someone coming, a flash of strange color flashed in his eyes, and he chuckled immediately.

"It's really a gathering of dragons and tigers, and I didn't expect the source of gold to be on it."

ps: Three chapters in a row, the first chapter is scared (to be continued)