Chapter 1288 (1/2)

On the other hand, both Yan Qingcheng and Ling Xuan are relieved because of Chen Mo's treatment of the evil spirit. They take a breath of air and look up at Chen mo. Just then, the arc light flashed. The four branches of the evil spirit of the emperor's death directly broke up, making Yan Qingcheng a little distracted.

”Maybe I don't know how strong he is.” Yan Qingcheng has been following Chen Mo to the East and West recently. He always thinks he can see through Chen mo. it turns out that Chen Mo has too many secrets.

Ling Xuan sighed: ”it's worthy of the peerless sword cultivation to cultivate the sword to this point. ”

buzz!

But at this time, the sea water overflowed, the waves were rough, and in the dead sea, the sea water quickly ebbed.

In this scene, Ling Xuan and Yan Qingcheng look at each other, and they feel that things are hard to imagine.

”Well Is something big? ”The evil spirit of the emperor had just calmed down. When he saw the ebb of the dead sea, he couldn't help it. After the tide of the sea was low, he buried a sword.

The sword is more than half a meter long and one finger wide. Due to the corrosion of years, the sword body has lost its luster, but it still gives people a kind of fierce spirit.

As soon as the sword came out, the eyes of the demon became crazy. ”This is a sword with dust-free sword. It's called Wuchen Xinyue sword. I didn't expect it! You'll see the light again here. ”

Wuchen heart moon sword is sharp just by its name. After all, it's a sword with dust-free sword. As a strong man hundreds of years ago, the sword Wuchen is so terrible.

It can be exactly said that Jian Wuchen was the leader of that era. Now when Wuchen Xinyue sword appeared, the evil spirits of killing emperor couldn't help feeling excited.

”Good, good, the sky does not let me down. The moon sword of the dust free heart will see the sun again. Today I will get this peerless sword.”

In the next second, his body swoops down to grab the clean heart moon sword, but at this time, the space presents a unique figure.

If you look carefully, you can see that Du Wo Xing, Hua Yang Yue, Lou Qianxue, and other powerful forces are all among them. Even the breath of sword weightless is diffused in the space.

All of a sudden, Chen Mo had an illusion that he was caught.

Although we alone, Hua Yangyue and Lou Qianxue are defeated generals under them, there are still many powerful people in the Xiuzhen world, and they are amazing talents. Facing them, Zhao Hao may not be able to win.

”Wuchen Xinyue sword has finally resurfaced in the world for hundreds of years. As the elder of Jianshan mountain, I must get this Wuchen Xinyue sword.”

As soon as the words fell, the figure of sword weightless swooped down, holding a long sword of three feet breeze in his hand, injected spiritual power, and aimed at killing the emperor's heart demon, it was a terrible sword.

”Old man, you dare to kill me.” His face was blue and his hands were overflowing with a lot of evil Qi. He was so scared that he was suffocating.

”Hum, everyone in the demon clan will kill you. You are the devil in the heart. I'm just your nemesis. ”

after Jian wuchong finished speaking, his whole body was full of healthy qi. The rising breath centered on his body and spread out. Around him was the evil spirit of killing the emperor. He felt that his body had more power to suppress.

”Elder wuchong and jianwuchen are of the same age, but elder wuchong is not so dazzling, but his strength is beyond doubt. He is absolutely the strongest one. ”

the speaker was a middle-aged man.

He was wearing a gray robe and standing beside Lou Qianxue. Although Lou Qianxue was a snow-white long skirt, she and the middle-aged men had the same breath. It was not necessary to guess that they were Taoist partners.

And Lou Qianxue is the Deputy owner of the cold building. Even if she is not the owner of the cold building, she will also be a big man. Chen Mo knows that this must be the owner of the cold building.

Because in him, Chen Mo feels the demeanor of a superior person, as if he is a character between heaven and earth, unable to ignore his existence.