Legend of the Swordking Chapter 1137: Entrance to the center of the earth

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"It doesn't matter who you work with, but in the end, Bu Yixuan's head belongs to me."

Bai Li Mingjie holds a long sword and is full of strong evil spirits. He has also made great progress in strength. The attack on Bailu Academy is not what it used to be, especially the murderous intent to me, not as strong as usual. .

The cousin squinted her beautiful eyes: "Bai Li Mingjie, do you think you are living too long?"

"Bai Li Mingjie!"

Lin Qianyu spread his five fingers lightly, the power lingered in the black death rule, and smiled lightly: "Before I say hands, who dares to move, I will let him die without a place to be buried!"

"Emperor, you..."

Bai Li Mingjie's face was full of astonishment, but he didn't say a word. His strength at this time had already been pulled away by Lin Qianyu. Once the battle started, he might lose in a few moves.

More importantly, in addition to Rang Si Chenjue, the few spirit-raising youths who followed the place of exile had cold eyes, as if they were only loyal to Lin Qianyu. In terms of power, Baili Mingjie didn’t take over at all. Advantage.

However, a sneer passed over Baili Mingjie's mouth and continued to remain silent.

……

At this moment, the distant artistic conception evolves, and amidst the wind and clouds, a white dragon is winding in the clouds, exposing pieces of dragon scales that form a majestic aura. The dragon body slowly rolls and disturbs. The wind and cloud came with a powerful and domineering aura, and the space was suddenly distorted, giving people a strong sense of depression.

"Who?"

Li Qingyin and Lin Muzhao all looked over there in surprise.

The cousin's Emei frowned and said: "The real dragon rule cultivation is so profound, this person still has a better grasp of the true dragon technique than Xiaoxuan."

I opened the eyes of the kendo god, and at a glance, the thousands of rules were shattered one by one, and replaced by a young man who controls the dragon’s energy. He is dressed in white and holding a shining war spear, which looks expensive. He is extremely angry, and there is a princely aura all over his body, which is far from what ordinary people can compare.

The cloud mist dispersed, the dragon spirit surrounded him, and the white-clothed boy stood in the air with a war spear, saying: "You don't have to doubt, I am the selected member of the World Ceremony in the Ancient Fragment World, Murong Yu." /

Rang Sichen Jue smiled slightly: "Murong Yu, I have heard of you. The Immortal Pavilion once expeditioned to the Huoli Broken Realm, but it failed. At that time, I had heard of the King of Huoli Broken Realm. There is a son who can be called a genius. I didn’t expect the Huoli Fragmented Realm to be so lavish. This is the one who took all the luck of a superior Fragmented Realm to send you into the world festival, right?

Murong Yu frowned: "The inheritance of the world festival, the land of your exile, the upper realm can win, can't I fight the broken realm?"

"Yes."

Shang Zhuyue smiled slightly: "But the place of exile is the realm of the magic road, Prince Murong, you, as the sole heir of the Huoli Broken Realm, might as well join our upper realm, how about?"

"Joining hands?" Murong Yu frowned: "Your upper realm regards thousands of broken worlds as cages for raising savage beasts. They are used to experience your monks, kill innocents and have no humanity. You are not worthy. It’s just a group of hypocrites. If I choose, I’m willing to cooperate with the Exile Land."

Lin Qianyu smiled freely: "Murong Yu, welcome."

Shang Zhuyue failed to recruit, but he didn't get angry, and smiled indifferently: "In this case, I can do it for myself."

……

The human race and the ancient desolate holy beast clan have their swords drawn, but no one has done it. Everyone is waiting for the moment when the legendary immortal vein geocentric opens. Obviously, the chance is not enough at this time.

A girl from the white tiger clan, standing in the air holding a rapier, exquisitely, with the breeze blowing, her graceful waist and hip curves are undoubtedly unmistakably beautiful, she looked at the sky, and the symbols in her eyes passed by, frowning. : "The number of people who have entered the world festival is still not enough. Why haven't the last group of people come yet? They...Where are they sacred?"

"Don't worry."

The descendant of the Devil Dragon is full of devilish energy, and a smile is raised at the corner of his mouth, and he said: "Wait a little longer. As for solving the opponent in front of you, once the entrance to the center of the fairy vein is opened, there will be fifteen immortals below. Maixing Cave, there is a chance to solve them."

The corners of Linglong's mouth raised: "I don't have as much murderous intent as you. I only came here to seize the luck of immortality, not to kill."

"If you don't kill, people will kill you."

The descendants of the Devil Dragon sneered: "Linglong, don’t forget that the White Tiger clan was once one of the kings of the world, but in the ancient and primordial ages, they became servants of the human race, and even mounts. Don’t you want this shame? Wash it?"

Ling Long hummed softly, noncommittal.

At this moment, a sacred glow suddenly bloomed in the distant sky, and then two powerful auras that made the soul tremble appeared, turning into two stunning figures flying by, suddenly making people feel forbearing. Can't help but want to worship, they broke through the sky, a man and a woman, wrapped in a strong immortal spirit, and one of them was very familiar.

The descendant of Xuanwu, Ling Yuechi, who once occupied the top half of the semi-sacred list for a long time.

Also, even today, Ling Yuechi's name firmly occupies the 99th place on the holy list, becoming the only master among the younger generation to enter the top 100 on the holy list. Her strength at this time is probably completely No less inferior to the titled saint, and even a battle with the titled sword saint, but in terms of breath, it is already at the pinnacle of the titled sword saint, only one step away from the titled sword saint.

In comparison, I just stepped into the realm of the mid-level swordsman, and apparently lost a lot in advancement.

Ling Yuechi wins the snow in a white dress, with an unparalleled face. Standing next to her is a young man dressed in white, with a cold expression and a pair of eyes full of supercilious aura, like everyone present except Ling Yuechi , There was no one in his eyes, even the descendants of Devil Dragon and Lin Qianyu were not worth mentioning in his eyes.

……

As soon as the two arrived, the atmosphere suddenly became different.

The descendant of the magic dragon folded his arms and said: "Lingyuechi, it's been a long time since I saw you, you really have come to the world festival."

Ling Yuechi just glanced at him, and then he looked at me with interest, and said, "Bu Yixuan, it's been a long time since I saw you. You are actually a middle-ranked swordsman. It seems that your foundation is not solid."

I was surprised, it seems that I am not so familiar with her yet?

He nodded and said: "Ling Yuechi, are you here to seize the luck of the world festival?"

"That's right."

Ling Yuechi nodded: "This qi destiny must be seized, otherwise, our forbidden place will remain in the desolation forever. What's more, this qi destiny originally belonged to our forbidden place, and others are not qualified to overstep it. Bu Yixuan is the same with you. You are the arrogant of the human race. You should understand such a simple truth."

"Forbidden place?"

I frowned: "Are you people from a forbidden place?"

Ling Yuechi smiled slightly: "Forbidden Land, Lingjia, Lingyuechi."

The man on the side also held his swordsmanship: "Forbidden Land, Bai Family, Bai Yufan."

"It turns out that you are people from a forbidden place!"

The descendants of the Devil Dragon sneered: "No wonder it's so mysterious, but...what about the people in the Forbidden Lands, do you really belong to you when you say that luck is yours? Don't talk so much nonsense. , The entrance to the heart of the Xianmai is under our feet. When the sacrifices come in, I will have to mobilize each person's luck one by one, so that we can open the entrance. Once I enter the Xianmai Star Grotto, we can rely on our own ability. Up."

Everyone has no objections.

At this time, the ground under our feet is indeed surging with an urge to move around. Everyone has risen into the air, but cooperates but is on guard against each other, especially our human race, cousin, Shang Zhuyue and I are all located outside. Strictly guard against the sneak attack of Bai Yufan and the descendants of the Devil Dragon, everyone raised one arm together, condensed a beam of luck and rushed into the earth, and suddenly dozens of chains of luck were wrapped around, forming a circular radiant field on the earth. , The underground is undergoing a certain change.

"Sisi~~~"

The earth's crust cracked and continued to bulge. Just when the air transport power injected by everyone reached its peak, there was a loud "bang" and the earth exploded. When the dust was gone, dozens of mouthfuls appeared on the ground. There are many vines at the entrance of the crypt in Zhangkuan, but the vines have withered long ago, and have even been charred, so that the entire entrance to the center of the earth is completely dark, as if it has suffered a catastrophe, and there is no aura.

"This is the entrance to the center of the Xianmai?"

Lin Qianyu frowned and said: "Why can't I feel the luck that should exist?"

The descendants of the magic dragon said: "The people in the Temple of Time and Space regard the rules of balance more important than life. Since they exchanged air to transport us to the world festival, the luck of this fairyland relic must be there, but it may be deep. Buried underground, coupled with years of dust has become a lot fragile, we need to explore it."

"Huh!"

Rang Sichen said coldly: "Who will go first?"

As a result, everyone was silent, and no one dared to enter the entrance to the center of the earth first. After all, no one has been here for many years. No one knows what kind of crisis is hidden. Those who go first may be on the spot. Tragic death.

At this time, Ling Yuechi of the Ling Family, the forbidden land, frowned and said: "It's better to... let's go in together. I have learned before I came that there are fifteen layers of stars below the entrance to the heart of the Immortal Veins. Caves, each layer of star caves is thousands of miles long and extends in all directions. If nothing happens, we don’t have to fight each other at all. We only need to look for them separately and not be killed by the natives in the ruins."

"Yes, let's enter together."

Shang Zhuyue nodded, and at the same time directly transmitted the voice to the other seven of us, saying: "We go hand in hand, after entering the palace of Xuanyin and Xiaoxuan, the others will follow me and rush forward. Our human race is weak, as long as Just find a passage to the star cave and enter the depths of the earth. The most important thing in this trip is to find the fairy veins, not disputes."

Everyone nodded together.

In the distance, Lin Qianyu, Rang Sichenjue, Murongyu and others also reached an agreement. The ancient holy beast clan looks at the descendants of the dragon and the exquisite horse head. The two in the Forbidden Land have no objection.

"Swipe~~~"

Silhouettes descended into the star cave. The moment I fell into the star cave, I opened the kendo divine eyes and observed every change. On the side, the silver phoenix in my cousin's hand also burst out with brilliance. Entering a fighting state, he whispered softly: "Xiaoxuan, be careful."

"Hmm."

We were in charge of the queen, and after a few breaths, a blood-red brilliance came over in the pitch black, condensing into a suffocating force of majestic dragon claws.

Descent of the Devil Dragon, sneak attack!