Ten God Emperor

The fiery flames of the wings are constantly fanning in the sky, bringing bursts of ripples in the air, and the clouds are rushing toward the mountains and rushing toward the air.

The closer he is to the mountain, the more he feels that the airflow is fluctuating with a sharp sword like a blade. The power of this sword is enough to easily penetrate a martial artist. Condensed defense.

"call..."

A long breath, the clouds rested in the sky, the body froze slightly, staring at the black fog in front of him, and the smoldering swords flowing in it, the current body was slightly shocked, and a flame was familiar with the whole body. Every time a sword whispers through the ear, the surging flames on the body engulf it.

It seems that he has made up his mind, and the body of the cloud is leaning forward slightly, and the body wrapped in flames is constantly flying toward the front. The sputum swell of the vitality seems to have a great resistance to the sword, separated by the flame. The curtain can clearly see the black mist in the air, a small sword flying from the air, when it touches the flame light curtain, it is immediately burned and vanished, leaving no trace.

The closer to the mountain, the faster the speed of the sword flow, and the distance of a few feet, when the sword is passing through the flame light curtain, even with a trace of light, if the defense is removed at this moment, I am afraid of the cloud Will be immediately shot riddled with holes.

"Depression, thunder!"

Just a stone's throw from the mountain peaks, Yunchai snorted and his palms clenched at the same time. A black flame spread from the body surface, accompanied by the flashing thunder arc, his palms slap on the air. A majestic black thunder, along with electric shots, will smash the swordsmanship like a meteor.

At the same time, the flame wings behind it also slammed, and the body turned into a blazing flame, which broke through the black mist that surrounded it and landed smoothly on the mountain.

When the cloud rested, the weight of the sword that the body suffered was suddenly dissipated. His body was slightly shocked, and the flame wings behind it disappeared.

The rock formations on the ground have been dried up, showing a faint black color, and the feet are on the top. Some crisp cracking sounds come from the clouds. Looking at the strange land in front of them, there is a sense of ridiculousness that is unchanging. Give people a kind of inexplicable touch.

Due to the resentment of thousands of years on the mountain peaks, the mountain peaks at this moment have completely disappeared from the original appearance. The black rock layers that have collapsed on the surface, and the huge gully visible in the naked eye, spread and sway, giving people a shocking feeling.

Although the surface of the earth is broken, there is still a slight ups and downs. The overall trend of the mountain is high. The cloud breaks continuously toward the front. There is a seemingly low cry in the ear and the coldness of his back. .

"this is..."

When he looked down at the body, he found that there were countless small swords in the broken rock formations. All the blades were gray and black. When the hand reached down and touched gently, the blade immediately broke. It turned into dust and scattered, accompanied by a sharp and squeaky laughter.

Hearing the strange laughter, Yun Xi suddenly changed his face, and now he stepped back a few steps, staring at the gray-black dust that gradually rose up in front of him, and looked at it carefully, only to see that there was a piece of infiltration in the dust. Face, showing a crazy smile towards himself.

"There is someone coming!"

"Yeah, after so many years, finally there are people coming."

"Little guy, are you also coming for the sword spirit?"

"If you can, I will tell you that it is not a good thing. It symbolizes disaster, horror and endless despair. Once you touch it, you will be entangled in a never-ending disaster and misfortune. place."

In the face of a grimace, the creepy words are constantly drifting out, lingering around the cloud, and lingering.

A glimmer of flame in his eyes filled the face, and when he looked at the floating face, he found that there was a trace of soul fluctuations. If you didn't guess wrong, these souls should all come from the ruined swords of the year.

If there is no one left, Yun Qian will continue to move forward. The tone is deep and calm: "I want to get the sword spirit."

The laughter beside the scene reappeared.

"do you know?"

"Someone has been here many years ago, and his strength is much stronger than you."

"Yeah, even if he didn't succeed in getting the sword spirit, it depends on you. Do you think you have a chance?"

"It’s ridiculous... it’s ridiculous.”

Listening to the laughter in the mouth of the ghost, the brow of Yunchao wrinkled slightly, and a flame rose from the fingertips, then slammed into a bullet and slammed into a grimace.

When the flame crossed the air and touched the ghost's face, the white smoke came out, and a burst of shouting sounded, and the face was instantly burned into a void by the flame.

The rest of the grimace saw this scene, they all sent out a look of horror, and they fled incessantly. The flame had a great restraint effect on the soul. It was just a light touch, and the face was instantly lit, and the face of the facial features could be discerned slightly. When Conton was twisted, it was turned into nothingness with screaming screams.

After this act of killing chickens and monkeys, the rest of the ghosts suddenly quieted a lot, and they floated to the distance of Yunshu’s ten feet, but their stupid gestures still seemed to be eyeing.

The mountain peak does not seem to be big, but in it, there is a feeling that the vitality of the whole body is suppressed. The cloud break that originally had the strength of the eight-star martial artist, the strength that can be displayed at this moment may not be the level of the Samsung martial artist, but fortunately His spiritual strength has not been suppressed too much, and his insight into the surrounding things is still sensitive enough.

When the mental power is pushed to the extreme, he can feel that there is a hidden soul body in the front of the kilometer. Although the atmosphere is extremely weak, it seems to be in a long sleep, but the cloud break still dare not be underestimated. Because from this seemingly undulating fluctuation, he can faintly judge that after the soul is awakened, it must be extremely powerful.

"The soul of a sword can actually be strong enough to this extent, and it is really shocking."

It only touched the sleeping body in a long way, and Yunchao regained his spiritual strength, because he could feel that there were several evil forces around the body of the soul that were not even weaker than it. Fluctuation, perhaps those evil atmospheres, as the dust said, in order to seal the sword spirit of the Galaxy sword, the ancestors on Qingling Mountain even gathered and merged the souls of some used swords to form a strong existence of cohesiveness. In order to suppress the spirit of the Milky Way, then these evil souls around them should be the souls of the waste swords.

"How powerful are they..."