The Avalon of Five Elements Chapter 618: Sword fog

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He Huan returned to Tian Feng Unit with full of doubts.

Loulan appeared in mountain valley with Ai Hui.

Gu Xuan arrives in a hurry, carrying a bag of unknown things.

He explained: "Is n’t it heard that Sword Formation is better for adding blood lead? I just went to the front line, where there are a lot of flesh and blood of batfish. I got a little back to try. Anyway, try a Sword Formation. Not big? "

Gu Xuan looked at Loulan with little certainty.

Loulan nodded: "Try it, Loulan is also uncertain, the order is last."

Gu Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. He was also afraid that he would do bad things with kindness.

What kind of Sword Formation are they going to test this time, which is the most helpful for Ai Hui's. Now Ai Hui within the body only has two powers, Sword Embryo and Blood of God, and they want to help Ai Hui defeat Blood of God.

The previous Big Dipper Sword Formation has proved the Loulan's idea useful, and what kind of Sword Formation they are doing is the most helpful for Ai Hui's. They have tried Gu Xuan for a long time. Different Sword Formation has a slight difference to Ai Hui's help.

Although the difference is subtle, because the help itself is very subtle, the difference between the effects of different Sword Formations is still very large. They want to find the Sword Formation that works best and consumes the least amount of long swords. Behind each Sword Formation is the corresponding manpower and material resources.

How to give Ai Hui maximum help under the current manpower and material resources.

The clever Loulan convinces everyone.

Loulan holds Ai Hui and carefully places Ai Hui in the center of mountain valley's.

Then he quickly returned to the mountain next to him, his eyes flashing red, carefully observing and recording every change in mountain valley. In his within the body, [midnight] sand core's running speed began to increase continuously.

The others were breathless and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe. They stared at Ai Hui in mountain valley.

Ai Hui lay quietly on the bottom of the mountain valley valley, above him, the mist fluttered, countless long swords cruising.

Time seems to be stagnant.

Everything looks so quiet, so alarmingly quiet.

could it be that is useless?

Some players began to show nervous expression on their faces. After a busy night, they had great expectations for mountain valley and Sword Formation.

The timid team members could n’t help covering their eyes, they did n’t dare to watch.

Ai Hui in Blood Eye illusion woke up abruptly.

The current battle between Blood of God and Sword Embryo has not changed. The battle is still so fierce, there is no tendency to weaken, but after a long time, Ai Hui also feels a little numb.

He ca n’t do anything.

A few wisps of sword intent flooded in before, making Sword Embryo a little more supplementary.

The Ai Hui guess is definitely that Loulan is thinking of a way, but obviously, the effect is weak. Whether it's Blood of God or Sword Embryo, it's like two giants. Their power ranks are astonishingly high, beyond Ai Hui's's cognition. Not even the Thunder are their opponents, their power is conceivable.

The more powerful, pure, and higher-order power, it is extremely difficult to add or enhance.

The few breaths added by Sword Embryo are too weak, just like adding a bowl of water to a pond, what effect can it have.

Ai Hui can't think of any way to help Sword Embryo.

The thought of needing the same level of power as Blood of God is desperate.

However, Ai Hui felt something entering within the body and was awakened.

Soon, he noticed another very weak breath of sword. He shook his head, it was useless.

It is another strand, two strands, three strands ...

Huh?

The Ai Hui froze, the breath of endless swords, which was continuously submerged into Earth Palace's Sword Embryo within the cloud.

This number ... not quite right ...

The Sword of Thunderbolt players on the mountain saw another scene.

After a brief period of silence, sword cry suddenly sounded, waking everyone up.

The smile on Gu Xuan's face, the first sword that issued sword cry, was one of the Sword Formation he had previously added to the flesh of the batfish.

But the next moment, he has no time to think about this.

Like a rainstorm.

The sound of sword cry suddenly broke out, and the dense sword cry sound converged into a torrent, exploding in mountain valley out of thin air.

It is impossible to describe how shocking it is that 100,000 long swords come together in one sword cry!

The Sword of Thunderbolt team members who watched on the hills buzzed their ears, their scalp numb, and lost their sense of sleep. A chill rose from the tail vertebrae, and the whole body could not help shaking. The elemental force of the within the body is completely out of control, and flies like a headless fly in the within the body.

Some of the players continued to pale and fell to the ground.

Gu Xuan's face was also pale. He felt like he had a thin as paper blade, and he swiped across his brain, as if there was a small current passing through his skin, his hair standing upright.

He forced himself to stand, not falling down on the ground like other team members, but staring at mountain valley.

in his heart is a bit worried. Can the boss bear such a terrible and amazing breath of swords?

Small mist, the dense long swords inserted in mountain valley rose up, released from the long swords wandering around. Everything in mountain valley subverts the perception of Gu Xuan.

Every wisp of mist is like a pure sword breath.

Long swords that lose the breath of the sword, like decayed wood, begin to flake, decay, and eventually turn into fly ash.

Under the eyes of everyone, the scene of 100,000 long swords peeling off and decaying at the same time has an extraordinary power, firmly grasping the mind of Gu Xuan, he is also fearful and expectant.

What a big scene!

When the last long sword turned into fly ash, the mist swirling inside mountain valley almost covered the entire mountain valley. They didn't make any sound, they just churned and circled quietly. But Gu Xuan seemed to be stared at by a terrible savage beast, his body tight and there was nowhere to escape. A strong sense of danger enveloped his mind, and he had no doubt that the soft and weak mist circling in mountain valley could easily wrangle him.

When he was young, he had been to Silver Mist Sea.

The Silver Mist Sea is shrouded in dense fog, they are shining with silver and are very spectacular.

But the mist on the Silver Mist Sea never made him feel so dangerous.

The mist circling in mountain valley is like a cold, sharp, ruthless beast.

Boom, boom, boom ...

Gu Xuan feels dry and can't help saying: "There seems to be a voice in it."

Loulan said: "It is Ai Hui's Sword Embryo, it is beating."

Loulan binocular blinking frequency of red light is amazing.

Gu Xuan did not notice that the tone of Loulan at this time is quite different from usual. Loulan at this moment speaks internal energy mechanically, indifferently, without any fluctuations.

The attention of Gu Xuan is all in Loulan. Just now, Sword Embryo is beating? Can't help but say: "Is that working?"

"Well, it works."

The voice of Loulan just dropped, and the fog in mountain valley changed again.

Originally, it was just a slowly circling mist, and suddenly began to roll and surge violently. The color of the fog also began to change shape and color constantly. The fog swords of different shapes and colors changed in the fog collapse.

The mist is turning more and more violent and violent, just like the wild beast that is caught in the entanglement, struggling as crazy as possible.

But no matter how they struggle, they are in vain. The mist is like being trapped by an invisible net, unable to escape.

dōng dōng dōng, the beating sound becomes clearer, as if someone is drumming in the mist, as if a savage beast that has been dormant for thousands of years is recovering.

Gu Xuan becomes more dry.

As time goes by, the mist that envelopes mountain valley's begins to become thinner.

Ai Hui's figure, once again in everyone's vision.

The sound of dōng dōng dōng and Sword Embryo beating seems to be ringing in everyone's ears, which is very clear and powerful.

Everyone will see clearly this time.

Each time Sword Embryo beats, a ray of mist will be drawn into Earth Palace.

The mist shrouding Ai Hui's is thinner again.

Gu Xuan felt that it was not his own illusion just now. The remaining mist seemed to know his destiny and struggled desperately, but was firmly bound by an invisible force and could not break free.

Sword Embryo has an unusual power over the breath of swords.

Gu Xuan feels very mystical, and I feel very envious. The boss once taught the method of Sword Embryo practice, but no one can succeed. Don't talk about success, even the fragment, everyone thinks it's a celestial book.

Every word is known, but when put together, it is completely unknown.

The boss does not know how to explain the mystery.

It ’s just a scene, no matter how stupid and dull people can feel how powerful Sword Embryo is.

When the last ray of mist was sucked into Sword Embryo, Sword Embryo, which was beating like a heavy drum, began to gradually become silent.

Everything seems to be back to origin.

Ai Hui lay quietly in the center of mountain valley, the rich golden light still transmitted from Ai Hui's within the body, Sword Embryo hovering in the surging breath, like a sword.

In mountain valley, as far as the eye can see, there are dense pits, that is the sword pit left by Sword Formation.

could it be that has no effect?

Gu Xuan was a little disappointed. The movement just now was so big. He thought the boss would wake up this time, but he didn't expect to fail.

The blinking red light of Loulan's eyes gradually subsided.

Loulan's cheerful tone broke the silence.

"Loulan finds arrived!"

The artisan camp is brightly lit and vocal, and raging fire illuminates the night sky.

The long forged sword was taken out of the furnace like running water.

The craftsmen are tired.

"It's crazy! Isn't this just the completion of one hundred thousand swords? Is it one million now?"

"Fuck this to eat a sword?"

"Eating swords? Who can eat 100,000 long swords in one night?"

"What the **** are you doing? Not even a prodigal prodigal!"

"Damn, who will call Lao Tzu to make swords later, and who will get out with me!"

"No, I want to vomit when I see the sword in the future!"

"Ahhhhhhh, who will save me!"

Suddenly a cold voice sounded: "No one can save you!"

It's Teacher He. I don't know when Teacher He will be present. Everyone is silent.

Teacher He snorted, turned around and left, and walked more than ten feet away, could not help murmuring.

"Who will save me?"