One day, one month, a year, the snow is flying, white the whole sky and the earth.

Suddenly, deep in the sky, a dark blue light fell down, with a loud bang, the blue object fell into the depth of the earth, forming a huge pit.

"What?"

"It's so powerful and murderous. Don't get close to it."

"It's a sword, a dark blue sword. "Someone exclaimed and saw the sword through the fog.

The body of the sword is four feet long and more than ten inches wide. It is dark blue. It is full of breathtaking breath. It falls from the depths of the sky and startles many people.

Whoa!

Not far away, the protoss come slowly.

In the opposite direction, the strong people of Red Star College also came. The speed of

as like as two peas is almost the same. In a twinkling, they come here. They stop and watch each other. Some people start to look at the handle in the deep pit.

"The sword," the White Dragon said

The powerful Protoss also recognized the dark blue sword, each with a dignified expression. They looked at each other secretly, as if thinking about something.

The next moment, the protoss strong hand, a wave of wings, turned into lightning, rushed to the pit.

White dragon's reaction is also very fast, big palm out, whistling out a gust of wind, blocking the steps of the protoss strongman.

The powerful Protoss snorted: "you want to die." He wanted to bypass here, but as a result, the attack of white dragon came directly.

White dragon laughed: "just a bird, dare to fight with me."

Birds?

What did he say?

Protoss are birds.

Countless onlookers were horrified.

Sure enough, the powerful Protoss was furious and killed even more. However, his realm was far less than that of white dragon. After several rounds, he was defeated, panting, pale, and his clothes stained with blood.

"White Dragon said with a smile:" do not enter the holy land, also dare to come? "

As soon as this is said, all the protoss are silent.

It is not that there are no strongmen in the holy land, but they all rush to the battlefield, and the rest of the strongmen need to guard their own clan, and they will be sent out only when they have to.

But they didn't expect that there were still strong saints in this ruined land.

The white dragon ignored them and stepped into the pit one step at a time, but at this time, the dark blue sword suddenly shook and broke out a strong killing intention, like a tsunami swarming out.

Pen!

The majestic killing intention runs through the body of the white dragon, which can't be stopped at all, and penetrates directly into the spirit.

The rest of the strong men of the Academy turned pale.

White dragon's body flew out like this, his face convulsed.

The protoss were laughing.

Out of the dark blue sword, out of a hazy figure, great posture, incomparable height, faintly revealed a pair of deep pupil, he did not speak, a few steps to the white dragon.

"Not good," exclaimed a strong academic

If not a strong enemy, it is a demon.

After stabilizing his body, the white dragon retreats again and again. Everyone is retrogressing, including the strongmen of the Protoss.

Hazy figure did not chase down, he stood still at the edge of the pit, deep eyes have been staring at the sky.

Hum!

The Milky sword's shadow cuts through the sky and shoots at it. It's not killing, it's just a signal.

Qin Meng arrived at a very fast speed. After coming here, he stepped into the range of the pit with the sword of common people in his hand, and spoke in a quiet voice: "princes."

The dim figure looked at him.

Qin Meng said with a smile: "I have a sword, which is called the sword of common people." He raised his sword and signaled everything.

The figure seemed to understand something, and his killing intention disappeared. His face gradually solidified and showed a young face. He said with a smile: "the sword is the sharpest weapon in the world, and it is also the first to kill. I have been stained with too much blood, so I was demonized."

Qin Meng said: "as long as you are still you, you have never been demonized."

"Maybe you're right, maybe it's wrong," he shrugged

Qin Meng said, "will you follow me? He's still waiting for you. "

He shook his head: "I can't be with him, he will be completely demonized."

Qin Meng sighed: "he is now seriously injured. If there is no accident, he is likely to die. If he can wake up, how about demonization?"

Living is better than anything!

He was silent and did not speak any more. After a long time, his figure gradually faded down and finally disappeared with the breeze.

And the killing in the pit subsided.

Silence represents consent.

What's more, it's desperate to come back here, and that's a lot.

Qin Meng stepped into the pit.

Countless people gathered around again, including the protoss strongmen, one by one, keeping alert.But

As time went by, Qin Meng never brought the swords of the princes out.

People were shocked and whispered.

"What's the matter?" the voice asked

Qin Meng replied: "I can't take the princes' house. You can go back and bring the younger martial brother here."

The swords of princes are full of curses. If you touch them, you will die. In the past years, few people dare to touch this sword.

Moreover, if the princes' sword doesn't agree with you, you can't take it at all.

Bai Long was stunned for a moment and turned away.

With the passage of time, more and more people come here, including the strong men of Daming Lake, the emperor family and the demon family

In the deep pit, Qin Meng's heart was indistinct, and the feeling was more and more strong.

Soon after, Bai Long and others came back here again, bringing Qingyang's body. He said, "people have brought them. What should we do now?"

Qin Meng responded: "send him here, and you are guarding outside the pit."

The White Dragon nodded and sent Qingyang's body into it, and then stood outside the pit.

People looked at him in silence.

Hum!

Dark blue sword from here rushed out, cut through the sky, it sensed the arrival of Qingyang, all of a sudden into the body of Qingyang.

However, this kind of integration needs a process, which may be short-term or long-term.

The terrible sword spirit, the way of killing, and all kinds of Taoist methods gushed out from it and flooded the deep pit at once.

Whoosh!

From the far away land, there was a gust of wind, and the snow on the ground was also blown up, flying all over the sky, hazy, there was a figure coming from the path.

Deep red, there is a flaming flame covered, the sword in hand is also dark red, looking at the past from a distance, very eye-catching.

He

All of us were awe inspiring, and two words "emperor" came to mind unconsciously.

He's still alive.

Bai Long and others are also dignified.

In the pit, Qin Meng opened his eyes and looked at the emperor. Then he said, "you leave here first."

Bai Long and others looked at each other, nodded, and quickly retreated, keeping a certain distance from the pit. It seemed that as long as the war broke out, they would rush into it at the first time.