Chapter 602

The eyes of dashima and depraved wing fell on Qin Huan, showing the cold without any cover.

The strong man with mysterious origin obviously knows more about the source of the disaster, and unexpectedly "feigns death" to escape and come straight to the greatest nature.

If the stone pillars are accepted smoothly, the source of the disaster is the things in his hands. The two monks, immortal and demon, don't say that they are fighting for the stone with him, and whether they can keep their lives or not is a problem.

This is the real smart way!

Fortunately, they now realized that Qin Huan wanted to collect the stone pillars, which was doomed to be a dream!

"Dark purgatory!"

The wings behind the fallen wings are spread out. On the gorgeous feathers, black flames are leaping. They gather into a surging tide.

The black flame, sweeping all things into pure darkness, absolute and extreme, can't see half of the light, and runs through a channel among the numerous undead armies that can't be counted!

Big Sima raised his hands, and the strong blue light broke out. A blue bull appeared in the void, and started to run forward with a low roar and four hoofs.

All the way, tear all the obstacles into pieces. All the dead who are hit by it are broken into countless pieces in an instant.

After the two super powers in the fairyland, the immortal and the demon friar attack at the same time, just like two sharp arrows from the sky, and break into the undead army.

The only mission of the summoned undead is to stop any alien living creature from approaching the stone pillar. Both the immortal and the demon will join in, and the undead will be attacked crazily.

Qin Huan's relentless calculation of oppression and reduction has been successful. To be exact, it is an honest plan.

The stone pillar is really related to the whole scourge of the dead. As long as you accept it successfully, you can take charge of this artifact. The wings of depravity and big Sima would stop Qin Huan from collecting it successfully at any cost.

Even if they knew it was a trap, they had no choice!

Qin Huan raised his hand and fell into the silver light group. He held his fingers tightly and pulled them out.

A long sword appeared in his hand. All the dazzling silver was concentrated on the sword. Even though the style was simple, it still gave a gorgeous and dazzling feeling.

Silently, small cracks emerge and close around the long sword. The repetition of the process gives people the feeling that it's like a piece of ice rolling in the sun and water, which transmits the ice cold deep into the bone marrow.

With a sword raised, it is like a broken mirror. Within a hundred feet of the long sword, all the dead are suddenly broken, and the light of the sword roars, setting off a whirlwind of destruction.

But Qin Huan didn't like it. He didn't pause when the sword was behind him. He pushed the long sword with his wrist and ran into a white bone sword.

The bone and sword are divided into sections, the edges are serrated, which are obviously made by the sacrifice of the spine of some kind of living creature. There are cavities at the junction of each section.

With the cracks appearing on the surface of the spine sword, these cavities emit shrill syllables, sharp as iron stones penetrating into the bottom of the heart, dull, sour and painful.

Pa -

the spine sword swings open, the sword body bends at a strange angle, and points to Qin Huan's throat like a serpent. If his mind is attacked by the voice of the spine, and his body is slightly stagnant, he will not escape this terrible sword.

But

Poof -

the long sword stabbed into the brow, and the violent sword suddenly broke out. The dead carrying the spine sword exploded into pieces. The broken skull and scarlet flesh, which do not shed half a drop of blood, are flying around in the air.

Qin Huan had taken back his long sword and stabbed it hard into the ground. The pain roared from the bottom of the ground. The ground was smashed and Qin Huan was lifted into the air. A half rotten beast was under his feet. His mouth was nailed together by the long sword.

Even though the immortal and the Devil share a lot of pressure, Qin Huan still bears the main attack of the undead army.

With a heavy step under his feet, the spirit of the beast has a hard skull, which is broken in the sound of "clicking". His strong and powerful limbs are directly crushed to the ground.

Qin Huan clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, burst out with a burst of strength, then released his hand from the long sword with the next press, pierced its skull instantly, and fell deeply into the earth.

The next moment, the whole earth is shaking violently, like a dragon turning over!

Boom -

boom -

one sword light after another, tearing the earth and flying out, whistling up and down, interweaving into bright and dazzling curtain. Layer by layer, dense layer by layer, forming a barrier.

Dozens of undead collided with the curtain of sword and were directly twisted into pieces. The broken bones were taken away by the sword light and thrown away far away.

Wuxingshan, Jinshui, wood, fire and earth, each of which represents a concentrated understanding of some rules between heaven and earth. If the realm is great, the rules are all in the chest. According to the different emphasis of each person, the corresponding supernatural power can be condensed.

For example, the "sea" that blocked the undead army was Qin Huan's defense and counterattack magic after the completion of the water way. It was named the calm and angry sea!

At the moment, the sword curtain was the most powerful attack means Qin Huan had in his hand after the completion of the golden way. Originally, it was after the outbreak in a very short time, causing the most terrible damage.

But now, Qin Huan changed his attributes and controlled his power to a certain extent so as to fight for time to the greatest extent.This is the advantage of self-made supernatural power, which is completely controlled in the heart, and can be adjusted when the thought is moved, which is far more handy than other supernatural powers.

Of course, it was not a simple thing to create his own supernatural power. Qin Huan experienced many hardships in the sea of purgatory, wandered between the great terror of life and death, and spent decades to concentrate on precipitation, so that he could accumulate and develop, and forge ahead to create two major supernatural powers.

There are hundreds of millions of sword lights in the curtain, whistling and roaring like a million thunders, which make the whole world shaking. LAN ruo's eyes widened slightly, looking at the sword curtain like the fall of Jiutian waterfall, her heart was shocked.

She once saw the teacher drill, a sword hand ice sealed the world, all the vitality. In her heart, the teacher has the most terrible sword way in the world.

But now she has to admit that the sword curtain in front of her is absolutely not weaker than the teacher's ability to kill, but an absolute stillness, a raging frenzy!

This mysterious monk is so strong, but why doesn't he have any information through the powerful information channel of Xianzong? Not to mention cultivation, such a powerful sword way of the great God, once exposed in the world, it will never be forgotten.

Who is he?

When the mind is slightly trance, LAN ruojiao's body suddenly tightens, and the sense of terror hits her heart. It seems that she can smell the smell of blood and death between her mouth and nose.

Her body surface, suddenly burst out a bright light, a virtual shadow out of it, the unique wind and snow with a very cold roar swept.

Bang -

a black shadow was shaken out, frozen in midair, and fell to the ground and smashed.

"Teacher!"

LAN Ruo is excited.

Shenyuanyin said slowly: "leave here now..." Her figure began to dissipate, and forced to tear the seal to come to the projection, which was also very difficult for her.

At this time, shenyuanyin seems to have noticed. Suddenly, he looks up at the direction of the stone pillar and the figure between the layers of swords Strange but give her a very familiar feeling

Is that him? How could it be? He's dead!

Pa -

the projection of vowel disappeared.

Lanruo looked at the place where the master's projection disappeared, and her eyes were thoughtful. She took a serious look at Qin Huan's place, and suddenly said: "dashima, let's leave!"

She never doubted the teacher's judgment.

Shangguan's eyes hesitated in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, but at this time, a sharp cry, like a sharp arrow, pierced the mind. His brow and heart leaped heavily. He looked up and saw the winged man flying from the sky.

Two Zhang's body is only tied with a piece of animal skin at the waist, showing a strong body as if made of gold. The golden wing behind is more gorgeous and dazzling than the fallen wing. When the wings are gently patted, a terrible gale will rise between the heaven and the earth.

The golden pupils stood up and died on Qin Huan's body. The long golden hair on his head was like a burning golden flame.

This is a pure golden winged man with no half impurities A strange race that never appeared in the world.

But no one has any doubt about the strength of this winged man. The horrible air machine is like an invisible mountain pressing on his chest, which makes it hard for him to breathe!

The pupil suddenly shrinks, the winged man raises his hand and throws out the golden spear. It is like a golden lightning from the sky, whistling through the sky.

Keep going!

Through the golden spear, the world inside the scourge of the dead is collapsing, and the sky above the head is shaking wildly with a thick chain.

Qin Huan felt a strong threat when the winged man appeared. He suddenly raised his eyes to lock the golden lightning and raised his hand to point.

The curtain of swords, at the moment when the finger falls, bursts out all the sword light, condensing into a bright silver long sword like the sun.

Lightning and flint are not enough to describe, and even the thought can't rotate, so the sword and spear collide.

Suddenly, the darkness in front of us seems to be all at a standstill, which gives us a strange, long and incomparable illusion, and then comes the shocking and despairing outbreak of terror!

Rumbling -

the earth shaking sound shakes the hearts of all people. It is powerful like the wings of depravity and dashima. They also quickly retreat and dare not to be contaminated. Their eyes are full of shock. The strength of the collision made their hearts fearless!

The winged man raised his hand and took back the spear. The bright gold on its surface was obviously dim. A small gap appears at the tip of the spear, and there are still traces of sword.

Qin Huan's face was pale and his forehead was covered with sweat. His fingers were now completely cracked. The whole arm was limply hanging around, the blood flowed out, dropped along the shaking fingertips, and smashed on the ground.

"Ha ha, after so many years, Birdman you are still a waste. A boy who doesn't know how many years later can make you return without success!" In the open laughter, a slovenly man walked out of a space crack. He scratched his head, grabbed the space crack behind him, and pulled it out as easily as picking up a branch.

It seems that I don't like the shape of the space crack very much. The man reached out to straighten it and patted it in the palm like a stick, which satisfied me with nodding.The winged man frowned, his body filled with terrible Qi, and his golden pupils grew colder and colder. However, he was obviously afraid of it and kept silent.

A man's slovenness is only his first impression. If you look carefully, you will find that his eyebrows and eyes are clean and bright, which gives you a very comfortable feeling. But when he smiled gently, the evil spirit suddenly came into being, and the whole person was weird. "It's really difficult to be so cautious and want to beat you openly!"

As soon as he turned around, his eyes locked on Qin Huan, "since the Birdman is not willing to be cheated, you are the only one to be discouraged, because these years, I am really unhappy."

He raised his hand to be straightened out of the space crack, straight forward, like dancing with a stick, so Qin Huan's eyes were suddenly dark and all the light was covered.

All his spirits were covered with the shadows of the fallen sticks. It was so big that it filled the world in front of him. Can't dodge, can't resist, can only bear passively, turn into powder under its bombardment, doomed to destroy the spirit and form!

With a sharp bite of his tongue, Qin Huan freed his consciousness from despair and fear. Qin Huan stepped forward and growled.

Unwilling and unyielding breath, such as volcanic eruption, surged out of his body and conveyed some unshakable will!

Born to support heaven and earth, not to fall back after death - for the ancient devil.

Rumbling -

the vast and endless breath of the dead between heaven and earth, like hundreds of rivers converging into the sea, condensing a miserable white fog. Two big hands protruded from the fog, like propping up the collapsed sky, holding the shadow of the stick in their hands.

Boom -

the ground vibrates violently, forming a circle of waves visible to the naked eye. At the crossing place, the earth collapses together, and countless soil rolls out, splashing all over the sky.

A majestic figure, gradually clear as the dust spread, all its legs below the ground, one arm is still on the top of the head, the other has been unable to bear the violent force, was shattered and dissipated.

Holding the space crack, he almost killed Qin Huan with a single blow. His face suddenly changed, and his eyes suddenly looked like ghosts.

At this time, an angry roar suddenly blew up in everyone's ears, and the faces of the people who were shocked by the sound of terror were pale.

The slovenly man turned around abruptly, looked at the fog rolling around like boiling water, and screamed: "misunderstanding, misunderstanding, absolute misunderstanding!"

Bang -

a terrifying palm protrudes out of the fog, blows him out directly, runs into the earth and retreats all the way, like the strongest plow, and tears a long Canyon out of the ground in a twinkling of an eye.

"Poof, poof, poof, poof," the slovenly man spurted mud and jumped up and shouted, "stupid, I said it's a misunderstanding. You still have such a heavy hand. I hate people putting me on the ground. You really want to fight, right?"

The fog around the stone pillars, like the flowing river, was cut off directly, and a horrible figure came out of it. Its shoulders are in line with the sky, its head is like a big sun and eyes are like stars. Every step of falling makes the earth tremble and moan.

Lanruo exclaimed, "it's the giant!"

Gold is like the winged man of sculpture. The expression on his face is suddenly vivid, and it is clearly reflected by his cramped and flustered expression. His back wings are suddenly extended.

But before he flies away, the sky on his head will be dark. The horror is like pressing the whole mountain. With a sound of "bang", the wingman immediately steps behind the sloppy man. The whole person smashes into the earth with a funny (open wings and want to stop, but in vain) posture. A big hole is formed in an instant, and the black paint goes straight to the ground. I don't know how deep it will be.

The slovenly man with burning eyes, after staying for a while, "ha ha" laughed, "the Birdman is fighting fast, and he has no chance to beat him. He's a big fool who does a good job. This guy has a serious habit of cleanliness Ha ha ha ha, it's refreshing! "

Just after laughing, a big foot came to cover the sky and trampled him into the earth, and countless dead people on the ground were crushed.

Boom -

in the deep hole on the ground, the golden winged man roared out, his breath like an ox, handsome and indifferent face, which was already twisted at the moment.

A sharp cry, golden light, just like a golden sun, when the dazzling light disappears, a golden bird appears.

Boom -

another piece of ground is broken. A slovenly man full of mud flies out and sprays the earth wildly to open his teeth and claws. "Silly big man, I hate people to step on me with their feet. I can't finish today!"

Raise your hand and shake it forward, the breath of the dead will gather again, forming a huge long gun. A slovenly man is even smaller than a mole ant in front of the long gun.

But he carried a long gun in his hand, and even cleverly played a cool gun flower with the tip of the gun, which made the wind howl and sneer, "I'm going to explode you today!"

The golden eagle swooped down with its wings folded behind, its head and feet straight in a line, and its sharp beak tearing the air like the tip of an arrow.

It can be met by the giant's clapping palm, which is like driving away a fly. The golden pengbird is directly fanned out, with beautiful, gorgeous and dazzling wings, waving and scattering all the way, just like the golden snow. It's just that the snowflakes are a little too big. Each one is enough to cover a huge lake.Poof -

the sound of flesh and blood breaking, the giant looked down at the long gun running through the heart position, reached out to grasp it expressionless, and hit the ground heavily.

One, two, three

Every time, it makes the whole earth tremble, but such a loud voice can't be concealed. The slovenly man screams loudly. It's like a woman under a man who is going to be hurt. The ending sound is especially penetrating. Most importantly, there is a small turning point rising.

Golden Eagle rushed again, but it didn't take the chance to open a few blood holes in the giant, so it was caught in the palm of its hand, and then swung up to the ground.

Boom -

boom -

boom -

has a sense of rhythm.

Suddenly, the long gun disappeared, and the golden bird disappeared.

The slovenly man and the golden winged man are in a mess. They appear not far away. They look at the giant.

"Silly, don't go crazy, this kid is not your junior!"

The first time the winged man spoke, the syllables were dry and hard. "Ancient, get out of the way, we must stop him."

The giant opened his mouth and roared, clapped his hands on his chest, "bang" and "bang" were so loud that the immortal and the demon monk who were avoided were shocked and their faces were white.

The slovenly man took a deep breath. "You think about it, or we're going to have to work hard?"

The winged man raised the spear. The golden light broke out on its surface. A phantom figure appeared with twelve pairs of wings. Respect

dignity, majesty and power The breath of destruction, from this false shadow, can break the whole world!

The giant turned around, crouched down, bowed his head, and almost met Qin Huan, the ancient demon.

Looking at the huge face in front of him, Qin Huan didn't have any fear in his heart. He read out the meaning of inquiry from his starlike eyes.

Without hesitation, Qin Huan shook his head slowly. He had to keep his promise.

The giant's eyes seemed to show a trace of relief. With a low roar, he stretched out his hand, grabbed Qin Huan and pulled him out of the ground, and raised his hand to the center of his brow.

The flesh and blood were like soft mud, which was gently separated from each other. Qin Huan's body was incarnated as an ancient demon, completely immersed in it.

Then, between the giant's eyebrows and hearts, there is a conspicuous mole Even if the incarnation of the ancient devil, in front of the giant, can not compare to one of his fingers.

Suddenly there was darkness in front of him, then he opened his eyes. Qin Huan closed his eyes subconsciously. When he opened again, he was in a huge temple.

In the temple, there is a giant sculpture. His feet and arms are raised. It seems that he has opened up the world. What is the angry roar in his mouth? There is a strong unshakable will released from his eyes.

"Later generations, my life has already come to an end. It has been hard to support till now, and finally it has come to you. You have passed the test. I follow the tradition of the ethnic group and send you to the temple of inheritance. I hope you can get from it. Our complete inheritance Remember, we are born to support heaven and earth. We are never cowardly. Even after thousands of disasters, we will not change our original mind... "

The deep and peaceful voice came from all sides of the temple. In the deep weariness, it showed a joy of relief.

For many, many years, he could not remember how many years had passed, and the inheritance of ancient times was never broken in his hands.

Now, he can finally let go of his scruples and break out the last battle in his life To defend the reputation of the ancient people, we will not bow down even if we die!