Chapter 602 (1/2)
The eyes of dashima and depraved wing fell on Qin Huan, showing the cold without any cover.
The strong man with mysterious origin obviously knows more about the source of the disaster, and unexpectedly ”feigns death” to escape and come straight to the greatest nature.
If the stone pillars are accepted smoothly, the source of the disaster is the things in his hands. The two monks, immortal and demon, don't say that they are fighting for the stone with him, and whether they can keep their lives or not is a problem.
This is the real smart way!
Fortunately, they now realized that Qin Huan wanted to collect the stone pillars, which was doomed to be a dream!
”Dark purgatory!”
The wings behind the fallen wings are spread out. On the gorgeous feathers, black flames are leaping. They gather into a surging tide.
The black flame, sweeping all things into pure darkness, absolute and extreme, can't see half of the light, and runs through a channel among the numerous undead armies that can't be counted!
Big Sima raised his hands, and the strong blue light broke out. A blue bull appeared in the void, and started to run forward with a low roar and four hoofs.
All the way, tear all the obstacles into pieces. All the dead who are hit by it are broken into countless pieces in an instant.
After the two super powers in the fairyland, the immortal and the demon friar attack at the same time, just like two sharp arrows from the sky, and break into the undead army.
The only mission of the summoned undead is to stop any alien living creature from approaching the stone pillar. Both the immortal and the demon will join in, and the undead will be attacked crazily.
Qin Huan's relentless calculation of oppression and reduction has been successful. To be exact, it is an honest plan.
The stone pillar is really related to the whole scourge of the dead. As long as you accept it successfully, you can take charge of this artifact. The wings of depravity and big Sima would stop Qin Huan from collecting it successfully at any cost.
Even if they knew it was a trap, they had no choice!
Qin Huan raised his hand and fell into the silver light group. He held his fingers tightly and pulled them out.
A long sword appeared in his hand. All the dazzling silver was concentrated on the sword. Even though the style was simple, it still gave a gorgeous and dazzling feeling.
Silently, small cracks emerge and close around the long sword. The repetition of the process gives people the feeling that it's like a piece of ice rolling in the sun and water, which transmits the ice cold deep into the bone marrow.
With a sword raised, it is like a broken mirror. Within a hundred feet of the long sword, all the dead are suddenly broken, and the light of the sword roars, setting off a whirlwind of destruction.
But Qin Huan didn't like it. He didn't pause when the sword was behind him. He pushed the long sword with his wrist and ran into a white bone sword.
The bone and sword are divided into sections, the edges are serrated, which are obviously made by the sacrifice of the spine of some kind of living creature. There are cavities at the junction of each section.
With the cracks appearing on the surface of the spine sword, these cavities emit shrill syllables, sharp as iron stones penetrating into the bottom of the heart, dull, sour and painful.
Pa -
the spine sword swings open, the sword body bends at a strange angle, and points to Qin Huan's throat like a serpent. If his mind is attacked by the voice of the spine, and his body is slightly stagnant, he will not escape this terrible sword.
But
Poof -
the long sword stabbed into the brow, and the violent sword suddenly broke out. The dead carrying the spine sword exploded into pieces. The broken skull and scarlet flesh, which do not shed half a drop of blood, are flying around in the air.
Qin Huan had taken back his long sword and stabbed it hard into the ground. The pain roared from the bottom of the ground. The ground was smashed and Qin Huan was lifted into the air. A half rotten beast was under his feet. His mouth was nailed together by the long sword.
Even though the immortal and the Devil share a lot of pressure, Qin Huan still bears the main attack of the undead army.
With a heavy step under his feet, the spirit of the beast has a hard skull, which is broken in the sound of ”clicking”. His strong and powerful limbs are directly crushed to the ground.
Qin Huan clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, burst out with a burst of strength, then released his hand from the long sword with the next press, pierced its skull instantly, and fell deeply into the earth.
The next moment, the whole earth is shaking violently, like a dragon turning over!
Boom -
boom -
one sword light after another, tearing the earth and flying out, whistling up and down, interweaving into bright and dazzling curtain. Layer by layer, dense layer by layer, forming a barrier.
Dozens of undead collided with the curtain of sword and were directly twisted into pieces. The broken bones were taken away by the sword light and thrown away far away.
Wuxingshan, Jinshui, wood, fire and earth, each of which represents a concentrated understanding of some rules between heaven and earth. If the realm is great, the rules are all in the chest. According to the different emphasis of each person, the corresponding supernatural power can be condensed.
For example, the ”sea” that blocked the undead army was Qin Huan's defense and counterattack magic after the completion of the water way. It was named the calm and angry sea!
At the moment, the sword curtain was the most powerful attack means Qin Huan had in his hand after the completion of the golden way. Originally, it was after the outbreak in a very short time, causing the most terrible damage.
But now, Qin Huan changed his attributes and controlled his power to a certain extent so as to fight for time to the greatest extent.This is the advantage of self-made supernatural power, which is completely controlled in the heart, and can be adjusted when the thought is moved, which is far more handy than other supernatural powers.
Of course, it was not a simple thing to create his own supernatural power. Qin Huan experienced many hardships in the sea of purgatory, wandered between the great terror of life and death, and spent decades to concentrate on precipitation, so that he could accumulate and develop, and forge ahead to create two major supernatural powers.
There are hundreds of millions of sword lights in the curtain, whistling and roaring like a million thunders, which make the whole world shaking. LAN ruo's eyes widened slightly, looking at the sword curtain like the fall of Jiutian waterfall, her heart was shocked.
She once saw the teacher drill, a sword hand ice sealed the world, all the vitality. In her heart, the teacher has the most terrible sword way in the world.
But now she has to admit that the sword curtain in front of her is absolutely not weaker than the teacher's ability to kill, but an absolute stillness, a raging frenzy!
This mysterious monk is so strong, but why doesn't he have any information through the powerful information channel of Xianzong? Not to mention cultivation, such a powerful sword way of the great God, once exposed in the world, it will never be forgotten.
Who is he?
When the mind is slightly trance, LAN ruojiao's body suddenly tightens, and the sense of terror hits her heart. It seems that she can smell the smell of blood and death between her mouth and nose.
Her body surface, suddenly burst out a bright light, a virtual shadow out of it, the unique wind and snow with a very cold roar swept.
Bang -
a black shadow was shaken out, frozen in midair, and fell to the ground and smashed.
”Teacher!”
LAN Ruo is excited.
Shenyuanyin said slowly: ”leave here now...” Her figure began to dissipate, and forced to tear the seal to come to the projection, which was also very difficult for her.
At this time, shenyuanyin seems to have noticed. Suddenly, he looks up at the direction of the stone pillar and the figure between the layers of swords Strange but give her a very familiar feeling
Is that him? How could it be? He's dead!
Pa -
the projection of vowel disappeared.
Lanruo looked at the place where the master's projection disappeared, and her eyes were thoughtful. She took a serious look at Qin Huan's place, and suddenly said: ”dashima, let's leave!”
She never doubted the teacher's judgment.
Shangguan's eyes hesitated in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, but at this time, a sharp cry, like a sharp arrow, pierced the mind. His brow and heart leaped heavily. He looked up and saw the winged man flying from the sky.
Two Zhang's body is only tied with a piece of animal skin at the waist, showing a strong body as if made of gold. The golden wing behind is more gorgeous and dazzling than the fallen wing. When the wings are gently patted, a terrible gale will rise between the heaven and the earth.
The golden pupils stood up and died on Qin Huan's body. The long golden hair on his head was like a burning golden flame.
This is a pure golden winged man with no half impurities A strange race that never appeared in the world.
But no one has any doubt about the strength of this winged man. The horrible air machine is like an invisible mountain pressing on his chest, which makes it hard for him to breathe!
The pupil suddenly shrinks, the winged man raises his hand and throws out the golden spear. It is like a golden lightning from the sky, whistling through the sky.
Keep going!
Through the golden spear, the world inside the scourge of the dead is collapsing, and the sky above the head is shaking wildly with a thick chain.
Qin Huan felt a strong threat when the winged man appeared. He suddenly raised his eyes to lock the golden lightning and raised his hand to point.
The curtain of swords, at the moment when the finger falls, bursts out all the sword light, condensing into a bright silver long sword like the sun.