I just want to play the game quietly Chapter 1394: sword immortal
"Eight divisions, who dares to run around?" The Yasha and Garuda guarding the Eight Tribes Sacred Mountain saw a foreigner approaching the Sacred Mountain and yelled loudly.
The man looked like a man in his thirties, but he had white hair and white clothes like Shengxue, so he walked step by step, obviously walking on the earth, but it gave people a walk Feeling in the clouds.
It seems that his feet are no longer the dirty earth, but the white clouds without dirt.
The man did not answer, but he walked step by step.
Yaksha and Garuda were immediately furious, and the people who could be sent to guard the Holy Mountain are the best in Eight Tribes. It can be said that they are the dearest sons of heaven.
They exploded the power of Fear Rank and attacked the white man from left to right.
The man in white seemed to not see them, and continued to move forward, but Yasha and Garuda in front of the man in white screamed and flew up.
It seems that there is an invisible sword intent flashing, cutting their strength together with their bodies into pieces, and turning them into bloody rain.
The white-haired man seemed to have never happened. He set foot on the stone steps of the holy mountain. The place where he stood was clean and impeccable, but behind him was a **** yellow sand.
Yasha and Garuda's screams before dying have alarmed the Eight Tribes on the mountain. Many Eight Tribes rushed down from the mountain and saw the blood on the ground and the white-haired man climbing the mountain.
Many grumpy Shura and Yasha have already killed the white-haired man in the past, the sky is full of light, and it seems that countless stars have fallen on the white-haired man.
The white-haired man didn’t even lift his eyelids, still walking straight up the stone steps.
Those Eight Tribess that rushed to him, without exception, were all strangled by the invisible sword intent, with knives, swords, guns, musical instruments, etc., all kinds of residual soldiers cut off with flesh and blood flying.
The white-haired man passed by, and no Eight Tribes could leave alive.
On the huge holy mountain, tens of thousands of people have gathered in Eight Tribes, but no one dared to approach the white-haired man.
Every time a white-haired man takes a step, Eight Tribes in the sky and the mountains will retreat involuntarily, and no one dares to compete with it.
"I Eight Tribes I have always been good friends with the fairy family. As a member of the fairy family, why do you want to slaughter me? Eight Tribes Creatures? Do the immortals have to violate the original other dimensions Promise? "A fluttering fairy, holding a pipa Gandharva , Suspended in the air, staring at the white-haired man who was going up the mountain and asked.
Fairy man ignored her and walked up the mountain on his own, as if he were deaf.
"I'm talking to you, haven't you heard? I'm King of Gandharvas, if you have something, you can tell me, if it's okay, take the previous step, and blame me for being merciless." Gandharva's face was cold , Holding the lute and staring at the fairy man.
Fairy men still ignored them and went on.
Gandharva was suddenly furious, his fingers flicked on the string, and the excitement of music turned into an invisible killer, winding towards the fairy man.
Click! Click!
I can’t see sword light and I can’t hear the sound of sword qi, but it has the invisible power to crush the music, the pipa in the hands of Gandharva, all the strings are cut at the same time.
Gandharva was shocked in her heart, and it was too late to retreat. She had already felt that there was a horrible sword intent coming, maybe next second, she would have to head somewhere different.
as King of Gandharvas, she is also a natural disaster-level powerhouse. She never thought that the other party didn’t even move her hand, so she forced her to such a point.
With a dragon roar resound throughout the skies, a waterfall-like dragon air hangs down from the top of the holy mountain and coils around the body of King of Gandharvas. It seems to collide with what divine weapon weapon, the dragon air is broken in an instant.
Fortunately, the sword intent has also disappeared, and King of Gandharvas hastily stepped back, pulling away the distance from the fairy man.
In addition to the king of the second part of the Tianlong Eight Tribes, the other six kings have already appeared, blocking the path of the fairy men, and they seem to want to take him down.
Tens of thousands of Eight Tribess have also gathered. The water in all directions is impassable, and they all have weapons in their hands, all pointing to the fairy man.
Tens of thousands of kings and six natural disaster-level kings, it seems that there is no ordinary in the eyes of the fairy man, he is still continuing to move forward, and his eyes have been watching the standing at the end of the steps. A figure.
The six kings were so furious when he saw him that he was ready to kill him here.
"Let him come up." The voice came from the end of the stone steps, and the person standing there was the Wang Mingyuan who had become the Dragon King. He was the one who rescued the Dragon Qi just now.
The six kings heard the words of Wang Mingyuan and had to order the troops to retreat, giving way.
is only tens of thousands of Eight Tribes, all eyes are on the sides, heaven and earth are everywhere, if you change the average person, I'm afraid it's already cold.
Fairy men didn't even notice it, step by step toward the end of the stone steps.
"Why did you come?" When the man from the fairy family approached Wang Mingyuan, Wang Mingyuan asked.
Fairy man ignored him and walked past him. His white hair fluttered slightly and almost touched Wang Mingyuan's face.
Wang Mingyuan stood there, watching the fairy man walk into the temple, and then sat down on the main seat of the temple.
There was originally the position of the Lord of the Eight Divisions, and even the former Emperor Tian, who was the leader of Eight Tribes, was not eligible to sit ~IndoMTL.com~ The current Wang Mingyuan is also only a vice seat, only the upper class that Eight Tribes depends on When the king came, he was qualified to sit in that position.
Watching that the man of the clan actually sat in that position, whether Eight Tribes is a king or an ordinary member, most of them, they will rush into the hall to kill the man of the clan, but they are blocked by Wang Mingyuan. .
"What the **** do you want to do?" Wang Mingyuan asked, looking at the fairy men sitting high on the treasure platform.
"From today, Eight Tribes will be closed for three years, any Eight Tribes shall not leave half a step, and the offender shall cut." The man of the Xian clan is condescending, looking down at Wang Mingyuan of His Royal Highness, he continued: "The former Bodhidharma faced the wall for nine years and finally realized You don’t have to face the wall for some reason, just stand there and think for nine years. Even if the talent is dull, you should be able to understand it."
"Why are you?" Eight Tribes was furious, and the Yaksha asked aloud. For a time, the crowd was angry, and Eight Tribes could not help but want to rush into the hall.
Watching the war looming, he saw a golden light burst into the air.
"Sovereign... He..." The golden light landed on the ground, and it was a Buddha with a golden light. The Yasha King and others hurried forward to salute, and they were interrupted by the Buddha before they said anything.
The Buddha walked in front of a fairy man, folded his hands together, and bent slightly to salute: "sword immortal please don’t be angry. From today, Eight Tribes is sealed for three years. The dragon king has been introspected for nine years. Requirements?"
"My Sword Immortal lineage disciple cannot die in vain, and the person who killed him must be killed." When the man spoke, his eyes kept looking at the Wang Mingyuan standing there. He knew that Jiang Yan was a disciple of Wang Mingyuan.