C642 (1/2)
Shangsu just left, and there was a flash of figure in the elegant room, which instantly appeared beside Hong Ling. He looks at the white Su that appears, smile slightly. This silly woman, why are you so nervous. Is she not confident in herself?
”Fight?” Bai Su felt the law trace in the air carefully, and could not help frowning. ”This guy is the third master who condensed the curse of heaven when you fought with Hongqing last time?”
”That's him, a very difficult fellow!” Hong Ling nodded as if she were curious about shangsu. When xingcai returns with the others, they say something after a long time, and then they get up and leave.
Star color seems to want to say but stop, after all, still didn't say anything. She seemed to understand that she did not have the strength to participate in the resentment between Hongling and Beiming Shangjia. Not only she, but also the whole star sword sect, may not have such energy. It is no longer common for friars to get involved in the confrontation between the powerful in the way of heaven.
In one of the heavily guarded rooms of Beiming Shang family, shangsu, shangxue and Hongqing are watching the hanging sad sword quietly. Sensing the revival trend of the sword spirit in this sword, the three people have a bold hand. They with a strong force to the extreme, constantly concluded the seal, will be suppressed.
Countless chains of dark iron that bind the sword now twinkle and extinguish the mysterious curse seal. The inscriptions, which exude a strong and imperious force, are all written in the blood of a powerful God realm demon. With their breath like sparkle, the whole chamber of secrets has been poured out of the terrible sword, cutting a deep cut.
”This sword is getting stronger and stronger, and even the Tiandao mantra seal that we coagulated on it, we can't tame it. It's hard to imagine that this sword was born in xuanhuang world Shang Xue carefully felt the sword in the air, intending to suppress it with his own strength. However, it is only in vain.
At this time, Hongqing and shangsu are trying to mobilize their internal strength and join hands to strengthen the power of the mantra. As long as they continue to suppress the spirit of the sad sword, one day the sword will eventually return to the Shang family. Even if we pay a heavy price, we must leave them in the war home.
Hum! The God of sorrow is constantly singing and trembling. On the dark gold sword body, the blazing fire is constantly burning. However, in this stone chamber, which is isolated from any force, it can not lift any waves at all.
At one moment, there was a transparent ripple in the stone chamber. When it stabilized, there was a dry hand, holding a leading crutch, slowly emerged. Out of the void, the old prince of Shangjia is still hale and hearty. An indescribable wave of strong and tyrannical law surged out of his thin body, which forced the angry breath of the God of mercy to be suppressed.
”I've met the old prince!” War snow three people dare not be rude, immediately slightly bowed to sign.
The old lady waved her hand and didn't care. Her turbid eyes were staring at the dark golden sword of sadness, and she didn't know what she was thinking. For a long time, when she finally turned around, her face had congealed with a kind smile.
”Shangxue, Hongqing, the gods of Tianxun hall have arrived. You husband and wife, this time on behalf of my family to receive. Shangsu, you will continue to communicate with this sword, and strive to defeat the imp who knows nothing about the heaven and earth in three days, and let this sword become my family's magic weapon with proper name
Although the old prince's words seem tired, but in fact with a trace of irrefutable authority. It is always a rebellious war, at this time also have to respectfully voice should be. Although the three of them have the same seal of heaven, they are still far from the ancestor.
In the autumn snow tower, Hong Ling and Bai Su closed their eyes and adjusted their breath on the beautiful collapse, constantly understanding the power of their own heaven's curse seal. For the battle after three days, although they are confident, they must try their best to keep themselves in the best condition without knowing their opponents.
”Well? The people of the punishment hall are coming again Hongling suddenly opened her eyes, some dignified sense of rapid passing over the sky over the city of Tianshang several breath.
His original dispirited breath was completely awakened at this moment. Even the power of its laws became a little violent. Just a moment ago, he caught two powerful forces. It was the breath that he knew very well, the seal of heaven's way.
Moreover, beside these two breath, there are four incomplete Tiandao incantations, which release their own terror and pressure. There is no doubt that the top experts sent by Tianxun hall this time are the existence of pseudo heaven. Such power is enough to easily wipe out the great power without strong heaven or artifact.
”Are you sure about these people?” Bai Su felt the power of those figures, and her face was dignified.