Dominating Sword Immortal Chapter 143: Tomb (1)
Chapter 143 The Tomb (1)
Dying too fast, maybe in the end, Qiu Heng didn't understand how he died?
But these have nothing to do with Ye Chen, he is only responsible for killing people.
With a sword at the waist, a hand-held iron gun, Ye Chen gently touched the ground like a plume of smoke on the treetops, and then flashed, disappearing.
Squeak ...
As soon as Ye Chen leaves, dense swarms of bugs emerge from the swamp, and Qiu Heng's body and head are swallowed up completely, no bones remain.
Not only are Ye Chen's swamps killing, but the killings elsewhere are extremely bloody.
Amidst the mountains.
Blood gas.
"Run, there is‘ Swordless Blood ’in the dove without blood.”
"What, there is no blood!"
"Dead, let's die!"
Out of the ancient and magnificent cave, six or seven Zongmen disciples flew out crying, and some even performed self-mutilation exercises to increase the speed, and some people carried them on their bodies to save their lives. Spill back.
"Since it's here, why bother to leave."
The explosive gas wave was torn apart, and Dou wearing blood-colored gold rim clothes stepped out of it without blood. He laughed evilly and held the blood-colored fine knife diagonally with one hand.
There is no obvious knife light and knife gas, and some are a curved blood line. In silence, the heads of all the people who escaped fall off, and no blood leaks out at the fracture, as if sealed by a layer of invisible power. Strange and inexplicable.
There is no blood in the sword, and no blood is seen when killing. This is the strength of the disciple of the evil blood sect, the 54th in the last Qianlong list.
At another place at the same time.
By the lake.
The original Hengying glanced at the people who were fleeing but did not dare to escape, and said cruelly: "Except for the disciples of Tianyingbao, there is only one way for people who meet my original Hengying, that is the dead end."
I heard that these people were pale. They found a fish dragon worth 70,000 gold by the lake ... When they fought with each other, they attracted the most lethargic original horizontal eagle among the nine countries. The other side Known as 'killer eagle', he never leaves alive, on the notoriety, but also on 'a knife without blood' dove without blood, at least dove without blood is for killing and killing people, as long as you do not provoke, the chance of survival is still It ’s very big, and this original Hengying has a temperament. He kills when he is happy, and kills when he is unhappy. In a flat mood, he still kills. Anyway, he never asks the reason or the mood. When he meets him, he is only fortunate that the other party is abnormal. , Let them go, otherwise the chances of survival will be lower than withered trees.
Obviously, the current killing eagle is normal, which means he will kill.
"But I have changed my mind now. I will give you three breaths. Whoever can escape me will spare him." Hengying liked the atmosphere very much and controlled the life and death of others. If you want others to die, you have played many times before.
"Three breaths, escape a blow!"
Everyone's eyes light up, most of them are the peak repairs in the later stage of condensed reality. It is not a problem to swipe more than 100 meters in one breath. People with fast speeds even approach 200 meters. There may be hope to survive from the original Heng Ying.
"Why? Not yet! Maybe I will change my mind soon!"
Yahara Yokki licked his lips, his eyes flashed with crickets.
"Run!"
Under the pressure of death, the qi in the crowd was urged to the limit, swept away at a speed faster than before, and scattered.
With one breath, the slowest person is 100 meters away.
Second breath, the slowest person is 250 meters away.
Three breaths, the fastest person has ran out all the way.
"Swarm Eagles!"
The original Hengying yelled, his hands crossed his chest, and he pushed out fiercely.
Oh! Huh! Huh!
Oh! Huh! Huh!
The dark blue qi condenses into a qi eagle, starting from the original horizontal eagle, radiating toward the front and declining like electricity.
Ah!
A scream came out. The slowest running Zongmen disciple's head shell was scratched by the claws of an energetic eagle, and his body slid out ten meters away.
Then there is a second disciple, the third, the fourth ...
In the end, there was only one person, who ran for almost a kilometer.
"It's true that it can run so far, but it's not so easy to escape a blow, the eagles fit together, and the eagle hits the sky."
All the energetic eagles merge to form a super eagle. The wings of the super eagle are flapping, and two dark blue air blades fly out.
At that moment, the disciple disciple seemed to feel that death was approaching, and found a dark red iron bomb from his arms. He can kill the peak warrior at the beginning of Baoyuan Realm. Of course, he did not dare to attack the original Hengying, but instead threw it towards the rear air blade, yelling in his mouth: "Boom!"
Boom!
The crimson light burst, and the two air blades were instantly blown apart.
"Escaped."
His face was exultant, his mood and body suddenly relaxed.
Oh!
Unexpected-
An air blade flew out again, cutting off his head.
"You ..."
This Zongmen disciple is dead.
The original Hengying fluttered in front of the other side, and wrote lightly: "I said that the person who met my original Hengying had only one dead end, and could not make an exception. The three breaths were just a joke, don't take it seriously."
With one move, three red light fire shells flew out of each other's arms and landed on the hands of the original Hengying. He sneered and his body flashed out.
Swamplands are inexplicably dangerous, too fast and sometimes not good.
Just now, Ye Chen ate a dark loss and had to reduce his speed to 60% to 70% to give himself some spare energy.
A gun pierced through the monster bird sneaking in from the air. Ye Chen stood on the crown of a big tree and looked up. The front was flat and the front was nothing.
"End?" Ye Chen frowned.
Without much hesitation, his body fluttered forward, his body swept away like a swallow.
Here is a dark cliff with swamps inside, but nothingness outside the cliff, complete nothingness, as if blocked by a great barrier, which cannot be seen by human eyes.
Thinking of the supreme lord Luo Xinglie, the heavens and the heavens are wonderful, the entrance to the treasure house may be in the mountains, it may be under the water, or it may be the entrance to the next jump. Ye Chen hesitated a little and jumped Down the cliff.
He is a light player in the crane shadow walk, and can cross a long distance in the air. If there is any accident, he can return at any time. If you do n’t try it, there is no other way to go here, only one turn back. Road, that will undoubtedly waste a lot of time and labor.
Know that in Heaven and Earth, time is money.
After falling to a height of about 500 meters, Ye Chen felt that the cliff was still unfathomable, and the clouds were rolling, and he suddenly thought of returning.
Just then-
The space below fluctuates violently, forming a vortex ten meters in size, sucking in the leaf dust.
Clap!
Stepping on the soles of the feet, Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief.
As the lord said, the entrance to the treasure house is really ubiquitous, depending on whether you have the courage. If you did n’t jump just now, you would miss a chance.
Slightly spit out a heavy breath, and then Ye Chen had the heart to observe the surroundings.
After looking around, he found that the surrounding environment can be dark. He is in a stone corridor. On the walls on both sides of the corridor, there is a protruding small stone platform every 100 meters, which is placed in the center of the small stone platform. Holding the thin candle of the child's arm, the faint fire was dark and flourishing.
The sword is in his body. Ye Chen will not be scared by the dim environment. He walks up to the deep corridor.
About a few hundred meters away, a fork appears on the right side of the corridor, and there is a faint voice speaking.
"It looks like I'm here alone!"
Ye Chen thought for a while and entered the fork quietly.
The end of the fork is connected to a luxurious and ancient hall. The crystal lights on the top of the hall endure, emitting a bright and soft light, bringing a sense of security to the dark environment. Ye Chen's eyes moved down. Doors, each door is carved with different things, at this time, a group of Zongmen disciples are fighting, trying to get started.
"My brother is Xue Chen, 57th in the Qianlong list, who offends my invisible sect, all of them are dead, and they are not going away."
"Hum, I am a disciple of Bailudong, my master is Lu Zhao, and the others leave quickly."
"Heavenly dreams, life and death are destined to kill you, whoever kills you, whoever knows who killed it, don't be stupid, let me die."
The sound of vigor bursts one after another, and the crystal lights on the top of the hall start shaking, it seems to fall at any time.
Ye Chen planned to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, but there was a sound of footsteps in the direction behind him. It is not far from here. If it is an ordinary disciple disciple, he doesn't care, he killed it, but his The sound of footsteps seemed to contain magic, and each step had the power of a mountain, not restrained but giving people a sense of oppression.
Warriors at the beginning of Baoyuan Realm!
The thought flashed through my heart, and Ye Chen stepped out of the fork and came to the hall.
Oh!
The fight paused slightly, and everyone's eyes focused on Ye Chen.
Many people grinned when they saw the cloud pattern on the sleeve position of Ye Chen.
"The Tianfeng national flow Yunzong, a disciple of the Jiupinzongmen dare to come here, and really did not know how to write the dead words."
"I have n’t killed a disciple of Liu Yunzong, but it ’s too easy to kill a disciple of Beixue Mountain Villa. I do n’t know how these people practice."
"Kill him first!"
"Yeah!"
These people fought for a long time, and there was no way to quickly decide the winner. When Ye Chen appeared, he suddenly forced him over, as if looking at a dead man.
Ye Chen sneered. A group of people who didn't know how to live or die. If it weren't for someone in the fork, he would have killed them already. Now I'll wait and talk.
"Dead!"
Before these people took the lead in the first shot, the stroke caused a sudden surge of wind, and suddenly burst out a huge fist of furious Qi, furiously condensed, like a mountain, running through the audience with an amazing speed.
Bang ...
Almost half of the people were killed by the punches, the bodies were thrown flying to both sides, the fist of furious air remained, and a large pillar in the hall was broken.