Chronicles of the Kingdom of Heaven Chapter 1778: One sword

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"Two seniors..."

Seeing these two words of you and me, they are all about arguing. True Monarch Qianxiang laughs bitterly in the middle, but it’s not easy to talk to persuade. There is no way, this world There may be few people who are qualified to persuade these people...

Fortunately, two people came together soon...

"Hehe, two old friends, don't come here unharmed..."

As a voice came, I saw the other two magic circles rise, and two more figures appeared. One of them was the Tianwu Zuwu. At this time, with a warm smile, he greeted the boy and the old bald man. .

The other is a middle-aged man in black. Although only light and shadow descend, his face seems to be covered with a faint black air, making it difficult to see his face, and he doesn’t say a word after he descends. , It just gives people a cold and evil feeling...

"Meet the Heavenly Wu Zuwu, the ancestor Bibo."

As the true monarch Qianxiang paid a salute and saw the two, the boy over there and the old bald man stopped tit-for-tat, but when the two appeared at the same time, the old bald frowned and said: "Bibo Old demon? Didn’t you just end the millennium on duty? Don’t go back to see your disciples and grandchildren, why go to the tomb of Tianwu?"

The middle-aged cultivator didn’t speak, but Wu Zuwu said with a smile that day: “Bibo discovered something about Heiyuan and has some incomprehensions, so he came to me to ask, after all, back then I It is considered to have penetrated into the black abyss, and it is considered to have some understanding. After the tomb ruins this time, it happened that Bibo told us about the recent situation in the black abyss."

"What's the matter again?" But when he heard this, the bald-headed old man and the boy frowned, and they looked at each other with alertness.

"Hehe, don't worry, it wasn't a big deal. Otherwise, I would have notified you already. Besides, now that Tianxin is on duty instead of Bibo, even if something goes wrong, it won't cause trouble."

After hearing the peace of Wu Zuwu Tian, ​​everyone said nothing.

Finally, the bald old man nodded and said: "Well, now the five Dharmakayas, except for Tianxin, who will take over from the old Bibo demon and guard the Black Abyss, this time the tomb will be opened by the four of us, plus Qianxiang , Instead of his Master Tianxin, we will judge anything here..."

Several people nodded one after another, and the voice just fell off, but the boy suddenly gave a soft voice. When he saw the scene, he seemed to have noticed: "It seems that your disciple started the fight now?"

"Huh?" When the bald old man heard this, raised his hand and waved, he suddenly saw the endless chaos surging between the two stone pillars. After a sudden surging, a picture gradually appeared.

In the picture, it is the scene where Hong Yitian and Wei Lang meet...

"Hehe, aren’t these the two little guys last time?" The one who was talking was the Changsheng boy. He glanced at the scene and remembered that year: "I remember, these two little guys met at the time, it seemed that they were I played for three days and three nights, and in the end, I tried my best. I think, let’s just wait for three days to see the results..."

"Then there is no need. After the last time I went back, my apprentice has worked quite hard..." The bald old man smiled and said, "This time my apprentice has become the eighth flying sword. It shouldn't be necessary. So troublesome..."

"It’s too early for you to say it. This Wei Lang comes from the divine machine clan. Although the old man of the divine machine has fallen for thousands of years, the magical mechanism has been passed down in its entirety. The way is not inferior to any kind of method. Wei Lang is also an outstanding child of their clan..."

"Hehe, let's take a look..."

The bald old man didn't argue, just smiled.

Just as a few people were talking about this, the two people who were facing each other finally got in touch with each other...

When Wei Lang started his hand, he was very powerful. He only heard the sound of a scalp-numbing organ linkage, and then only saw a giant organ snake with a length of three thousand meters, hovering. Out.

A pair of eyes were shining with blood-red light, and there was a bloodthirsty intent, and there was a roar in the air that was almost devouring the world.

Wei Lang cultivates the magical powers of organs that are handed down in the clan. It is a unique practice method between heaven and earth. He has cultivated to the extreme, and he can directly climb the realm of Dharma body with the help of organs. Weaker than anyone.

"It's still a bit of a changing atmosphere..."

The boy known as the eternal son, looked at the scene in this picture with appreciation in his eyes: "What the **** machine guy said back then was correct. Although he could not survive the passage of time, but The magical powers of his original mechanism can really be passed on for generations. I don’t know how long it will be against this Hong Yitian this time."

However...

As soon as the boy's voice fell, I saw a sword light suddenly appeared among the giant snake that covered the sky and the sun...

This blade of sword light swept across the void, and it did not evade, and it kept moving towards the chest and abdomen of the organ giant snake.

"Huh? This is..."

At this moment of sword light, the boy was also a little surprised.

Hong Yitian, who has always been good at creating sword formations by life and dragging his opponent to death, did not mean to delay the battle this time, but chose to attack by attack?

Just when the boy was a little surprised, he saw this blade of sword light, which had already rushed to the front of the organ giant snake, and in a moment, only eight flying swords had appeared, connected into one piece. , Rushed towards the organ giant...

Following, there was a sudden silence in the screen.

At this moment, the seven flying swords were clean and neat, rushing to Wei Lang, and the giant snake that originally blocked Wei Lang in front of him, at this time, was already motionless. The roaring posture, quietly suspended in the void, between its chest and abdomen, there are eight transparent sword holes, which are obviously just passed through...

Wei Lang looked at the eight wooden swords in front of him in a daze. The whole person was stupid. After a while, he said in disbelief: "You, you... how is this possible?"

"What's impossible." Hong Yitian snorted coldly, raised his hand, and put away the eight flying swords. He glanced at the still stunned Wei Lang and said: "I haven't made any progress over the years. , It’s the same thing for me to treat you all the time. If there is another next time, I’m not welcome, let’s get out of here."

Wei Lang was silent for a while, but put away the giant snake suspended in the air, but before turning around, he looked at Hong Yitian with a complicated expression: "Wait for me to fight with you next time. It’s not as simple as it is now."

Hong Yitian sneered, but ignored it.