Chapter 732 (1/2)

Ordinary Dayang village, now the wind blowing. With the appearance of fingers, the sky is shrouded by clouds formed by Yin Qi, covering the whole Dayang village. This is not what only monks can see. All the residents around the Ming Tombs have seen this scene.

”What's the matter?”“ What is that? Is it haunted in broad daylight? ”“ How do you feel a little cold... A hairy feeling? ”“ Isn't Dayang village isolated? What's going on inside? ”

At the moment when the wind appeared, four real people joined hands to completely isolate the whole Dayang village.

Even if they can feel it, the wind is not ordinary. It's different from all the Yin Qi they've ever felt.

It is above all evil, supreme, supreme, standing on the top of the nether world.

”Interesting.” The wind howled, and the horse hissed. Everyone's clothes were flying around the scene. Wei Chenyuan's eyes were hot. Instead of retreating, he looked at the golden coffin and said, ”it's said that zombies have black hair. And white is the ancestor of ten thousand corpses. ”

When he opened his mouth, a golden light flashed in an instant and turned into a bronze mirror: ”the world of practice has never seen ghost cultivation, and there are no zombies. Today, I have a long experience. ”

”Brush!” Before the voice fell, the bronze mirror sent out a hazy light, divided into black and white, shooting towards the fingers.

At the moment when the black-and-white Guanghua is about to fall on the gold coffin, the next second, the endless white hair spreads from the broken finger, condenses into a pure white hair wave around the gold coffin, and the black-and-white Guanghua is bounced off layer by layer!

”What a monster.” Wei Chen Yuan burst out laughing, and his smile suddenly converged: ”Yin and Yang, son and mother mirror, life!”

”Buzz, buzz!” All of a sudden, the bronze mirror burst out into a bright light, dribbling and spinning in place. A pure white light shot away, thousands of meters of lotus. However, all the rootless lotus disappeared when they touched the white hair. Wei Chen Yuan's face is colder. He hums coldly and presses his backhand: ”out!”

Born bright without China, destroyed earth shaking.

The bronze mirror turned again, and a piece of black light turned into a sword light. But, in this instant, his face suddenly changed.

He clapped the rapidly rotating mirror into the air and made a sword with his finger. The sword Qi crisscrossed and strangled the mirror into pieces. A trace of black gas, with the collapse of debris scattered.

”What the hell is this?” Williams frowned: ”I've been all over the world. I've never seen such a supernatural monster. It's a severed finger with no aura, but the magic weapon can't hurt it? ”

”What is this?” Xu Yangyi asked in a deep voice.

”Yin is attached to the body.” The fifth master of Zhao bit his lips and said in a trembling voice: ”the magic weapon didn't touch it. It can contaminate the magic weapon along the spirit light. A severed finger is so powerful that its essence... I don't know how terrible it is. ”

Layers of white hair, the golden coffin wrapped into a cocoon. Wei Chenyuan coldly looks at the golden coffin in front of him, and his hands are closed. As he gradually opens, an indescribable dignity appears from his hands.

Circle after circle of golden talismans appeared from their palms and turned into flying butterflies, which made the dark hell shine brilliantly. In a moment, with a clear dragon sound, a one meter long sword without handle appeared in his hands.

”Boom!” Just now, a circle of golden ripples, composed entirely of talismans, spans 3000 meters across the sky. All the trees, the ground, and even the living creatures bend down together, as if in worship of Tianwei. Even the black clouds in the sky suddenly rolled up.

As soon as Zhao Wu Ye's face turned white, he was about to kneel down. Xu Yang Yi's aura held him up and said faintly: ”Tai a Jian.”

”One of the ten holy swords. The sword of Wei Dao. All over the world, is it the king's land? Is it the king's minister. Wei Daoyou wants to make a breakthrough with one sword. He also feels that the things in it are unusual. ”

Wei Chenyuan strolls in the courtyard, dancing willows with the wind. In the wind, his clothes are like old trees in the mountains, but his body is like the pines in the south mountain. The long sword points obliquely and sounds like a bell: ”the mirror stops water.”

”Ding...” heaven and earth, like a quiet. Then a clear Ding sound rang through the audience.

Not from the ear, but from the heart. Like the spring falling in the mountains, like the thunder in the middle of the night.

A little golden light overflows from the tip of the sword. The space under everyone's feet falls with the golden light and spreads like the lake.

On the lake, under the lake, two worlds. The same figure.

Wei Chenyuan's sleeve robe blows like a blower, and tai'a sword turns into a hundred meter Golden Dragon. He looked at the lake and was about to cut it off, but he was completely stunned.

Not only him, but all the real people's eyes were suddenly awed.At the foot of the mirror like a lake, reflecting the top of a mountain of black clouds, but... At the moment, there is a pair of eyes in the dark clouds like hell!

It was a pair of eyes made up entirely of thunder.

Shining thousands of meters, as bright as the moon, the majesty can not be reached.

Wei Chenyuan's downward sword abruptly changed the direction, accompanied by a roar: ”who?” TAIA sword out of the dragon, straight into the dark clouds.

However, there was no sound.

Silence.

There was a dead silence.

Everyone was surprised by the sudden change. They broke the golden coffin below, but there was someone peeping on the top of their head?