Overriding the Heaven Chapter 1428: Baizuan Mood Que Dragon Sword

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"Asshole!"

Que Dragon Sword's eyes widened, and there was fear in his eyes.

The cold wind hunting all around filled his throat at this moment, making him unable to shout.

The terrifying coercion that the Void endured made his internal organs seem to be twisted into a ball, making it extremely difficult for him to suffer.

Relying on the last trace of clarity in his mind, Que Longjian wanted to roll to the side to avoid the huge soles of feet that were trampled on.

But before he could move, he felt his legs grabbed by something.

The next moment, his waist, shoulders, arms, even neck, and hair were grabbed and pulled.

I glanced at the corner of my eye, and suddenly, the Dragon Sword was so scared that the soul was about to fly out.

On the pitch-dark ground where he was at the moment, he didn't know when, palms came out.

Some of these palms have withered, like old tree roots; some have fresh blood and flowing blood, which seem to be warm at the moment; some are just a piece of bone.

But at this moment, no matter what these palms looked like, they all looked like iron tongs, grabbing him so hard that he couldn't move.

"No!"

Que Longjian's chest rose and fell violently, and his throat uttered an extremely depressed roar, and suddenly, the sole of his foot was stepped into the ground.

Boom!

At this moment, the ground seems to be like ocean waves, and has completed ups and downs.

The palms of the large tracts were all annihilated and turned into fly ash.

Que Dragon Sword's body was covered by the soles of the feet, and disappeared for a while.

At this moment, Chu Yan, who was outside the formation, couldn't help frowning, and hesitated to say: "Am I... trying too hard?"

But soon, Chu Yan's worries disappeared.

In the darkness, a little golden light reignited.

Although it is much weaker than before, but the golden light is still there, it means that the Dragon Sword is not dead.

Between the formations, with a bang, the soles of the feet violently tore apart, revealing a large pit.

In the center of the big pit, the robe on the Que Dragon Sword was broken, looking like a beggar's clothes in the world.

In his mouth and nose, blood is still pouring out at this moment.

Obviously, the foot trampling just now caused a very serious injury to him who was caught off guard.

With this as the price, Que Longjian also understood at this time that he had been attacked by something.

"The formation... asshole, it is still such a powerful formation..."

However, even though I knew what he was attacked by, Que Longjian didn't think of it at all at this time. This was a trap deliberately set by someone against him.

"Yes, it is not easy for the piercing eagle to appear. This must be the formation of other monks in order to capture it.

I was so unlucky that I bumped in.

But—"

Speaking of this, Que Longjian gritted his teeth, his face was full of hatred and anger.

"Don't let me know who you are, or I will destroy you and your family and sect!"

Que Dragon Sword's heart was very hot, and in his mind, the guy who had imagined assaulting him had been shattered countless times.

In the imagination of my mind, he is invincible and cool, but reality continues to teach him to be a human being immediately after the sole of the foot.

After all, this burial sea and barren sky formation is a terrifying killing formation that is enough to kill the two-fold consummation of the sky.

Que Dragon Sword only has a heavy mental state, and he is still a young man. In front of this formation, he is too weak to be a younger brother.

Huh!

In the void, the phantom of a tombstone condenses.

Although this phantom hovered in the air, it was as large as a mountain.

Under the tombstone, Que Longjian only felt as small as a dust.

What's more terrifying is that the tombstone not only hovered in the air, but also hovered above his head.

This kind of pressure immediately made Que Longjian's whole body tremble.

At this time, he realized that if he doesn't want to break the formation, let alone trouble with the people who set up the formation, and destroy his family and sect, whether he can go out becomes a problem.

So he hurriedly used the aura in his body.

"Earth Fire Melting Heart..."

A group of golden and red arcs in the palm of the palm were just about to condense into shape, and suddenly, Que Long Sword heard a huge roar from above his head.

In a shock, he subconsciously looked up.

The tombstone the size of a mountain above my head is collapsing, disintegrating, and collapsing at this moment.

Those that fell apart and peeled off were not broken stones, but a sharp black sword.

The sharp sword was shining with a faint light, and it was ghostly above it, and on the surface of the sword's body, hideous and terrifying faces appeared.

These faces are now looking at Que Longjian.

If possible, Que Longjian wants to swear that although he pursues the attention of others, there is absolutely no day he has thought that he will be the gathering place of countless eyes on such an occasion.

There was a roar, and the dragon sword was raised high in place, and his hair stood up.

The tombstone also exploded completely at this moment.

The fragments that collapsed in the air are now turned into tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, and millions of terror swords, intertwined into a net of heaven and earth, converging into a billowing river, vast and mighty, rushing towards the dragon sword.

The grimacing faces appeared on the surface of the sword, and they roared and roared at this time.

The billowing killing intent was even more condensed with a **** "kill" character over this pitch-black space.

At this moment, Que Long Sword looked like needles on its back, blood from all over his body was pouring toward the brain, and his hands and feet became cold.

But after all, he is also a talented master who can cultivate to the heavenly state of mind, and he can be selected as a disciple by the Ziwei Sect, which also shows his talent.

At this moment in desperate situation, Que Longjian suddenly roared, and in his eyes, a raging golden flame was burning.

"Earth Fire Melting Heart Knife!"

The arm shook violently, and the tumbling aura suddenly gathered into a giant arc-light tens of feet long, gold and red intertwined, whizzing toward the river of sharp swords shot in mid-air.

One contact, the mighty river of swords, suddenly burst continuously.

The golden and red intertwined arc-light giant blades, at this moment, under the control of the Que Dragon Sword, show their peerless majesty, rushing and killing them in mid-air.

In an instant, sharp swords flooded the sky, exploding again and again, defeating the army, and falling apart.

When the exploded sharp sword fell from the air, it burned and melted. Suddenly, it looked like a sky full of fireworks, lighting up this space, bright as the day.

Seeing that the sharp sword only has the advantage of quantity, and in front of the magical powers he used, he was too weak to withstand a blow. The Que Dragon Sword was immediately triumphant and roared again and again: "Too bad, too bad, too bad! Just this strength, also Dare to provoke Tianwei, Master of Ziwei Gate! Wait, I must pay a hundred times the price!"

The roaring sound even penetrated the formation of twelve tombstones and spread to Chu Yan's ears outside.

However, Chu Yan was not surprised by this, and even because of the explosion of the Dragon Sword, he showed a look of relief: "Fortunately, you can resist, otherwise I don't know how to do it next." /

After speaking, Chu Yan stretched out his hand and pointed at the huge formation ahead.

A beam of aura suddenly sank into the nearest tombstone.

"The Great Array of Burying the Sea and Desolate Sky, Open!"