Chapter 1557: Difficult Blade, 4th Form
So many members of Yuege Pavilion, so many strange monsters, Jun Chang laughed and didn't run away, the reason ... it was too late.
If you explain to them that you are passing by, you will definitely not believe it, so there is only one battle!
Someone might say.
If this product doesn't run, it must be a mission.
Sorry, no task.
The reason why I chose to go hard is because of the troubles caused by the previous Ten Immortals.
in short.
I ca n’t fight them, I ca n’t fight you?
come!
Who counsels grandson!
At that moment, in the face of thousands of warriors and thousands of monsters, Jun Chang smiled with a straight waist, looking like a real man!
"cut!"
The members of the funeral court who rushed over saw the guy take out a small knife, and a sneer appeared on his face.
Who scares a toy knife?
"Jun always laughs!"
The old man in the black robe said, "You do n’t go if there is a way in heaven, you break in when there is no way in hell. Do n’t want to leave this place alive today!"
"hell?"
Jun Chang smiled and bent down, posing with a knife-drawing attitude, and said coldly, "Immediately as you wish!"
With so many members buried on the island, it must be the headquarters. Since I found it by accident, I previously controlled Yao Mengying by special means. Today I must count it!
"call!"
The breath erupted and the killing was permeated.
Since the hard-to-find sword was upgraded to the fourth generation, Jun Changxiao hasn't used it yet, and he doesn't mind taking thousands of members of the Funeral Pavilion to start.
What's more, these people are not good at first sight, and they should not be brutally killed when they are killed.
"call out!"
"call out!"
A few moments later, several powerful real-world seekers took the lead in killing them.
Although their breath is not as high as the peak level, they still have tremendous oppression!
"Buzz!"
Space began to tremble under the influence of force.
Jun Chang laughed a little, and if he was unfortunately told by the reader of a certain surname, the four generations of hard-to-receive swords could not compete with the search for truth. I'm afraid ... it's okay, and the sign of the gift given by the gift package can be opened immediately slip!
Before you hit it, you want to get back.
"One finger!"
"Light flashes!"
"The devil has no power!"
"Whoo!"
"Whoo!"
Before a few funerals of the Burial Moon Pavilion arrived, various remote magical martial arts greeted them. For a time, the full screen was full of special effects, and the torn space was distorted!
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
Various powerful monsters extinct in the upper realm also came over.
The three forces, sea, land and air, completely blocked Jun Changxiao, which would be impossible to pull out a knife, and was properly beaten to death.
"Stay Qingshan is not worried about no firewood!" The system stopped: "Let's run away!"
"I borrow your good words!"
Jun Chang laughed and stepped on one foot. At the time when various gorgeous martial arts skills were about to be squeezed out, the output of the outbreak relied on the special ability of roar, and he shouted, "Explain!"
"锵 ——————————"
Under the sound of super-burning BGM and the sound of pulling a knife, this beach suddenly burst into powerful energy, and rolled up the billowing dust, forming a skyward tornado.
Several real-world powerhouses have stopped and stopped, their eyes are incredible!
From their lens, several powerful energies formed by martial arts are all stagnated on the edge of the sand-dust tornado, as if strangled by invisible hands, it is difficult to move!
what happened?
The members of the funeral pavilion that came afterwards were compared.
So many powerful energies were suddenly framed in mid-air, it was incredible!
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
The monsters and birds that rushed out of the sky and the forest made a low roar, and their eyes gradually grew dreadful.
Beasts are stronger than humans in terms of danger perception.
"boom!"
Suddenly, there was a heavy sound of landing from the spinning tornado, the rolling dust suddenly dispersed, and a huge sickle first appeared in the field of vision.
The blade of the sickle is very long, and the blade is sharp and shiny. It looks like a meniscus because of its shape. At the top of the slender handle, two blood-red ribbons flutter in the wind.
"Coo!"
Funeral Pavilion members swallowed, but still couldn't stop the coolness from rising.
The shape of the sickle is not terrible. What is terrible is that the entire blade exudes an extremely strong and strong breath of death!
"Snapped!"
Jun Chang smiled and grabbed a hand on the handle of the sickle, and raised his head lightly. A grim face gradually appeared in the black robe when he put it on, and the corner of his mouth rose slightly, sketching an evil smile.
Wearing a black robe and holding a sickle.
It looks like a **** of death coming out of hell!
"call!"
Jun Chang laughed and put his sickle on his shoulder, covered his face with his left hand, and made a weird and grinning laugh: "Well, are you ready to go to hell!"
Huh! Huh! Huh!
[Harvest Sword, Fourth Form] Two lines of vigorous and powerful characters occupy the entire screen in an instant, with a vibration effect.
Several true-looking powerhouses retreated in shock.
When Jun Chang laughed with sickle on his back as if he were a **** of death, they finally felt the death crisis!
Various special monsters first had a hunch, at this moment they turned around and ran back, and the fear in their eyes became stronger.
This is not human!
This is a monster This is a demon!
"brush!"
Jun Chang smiled and shook his hand. A huge sickle cut through the void, and the cold bladed sword flew to the depths of the mountain forest. He swerved away from one side, the space on the path was relentlessly split, showing a deep crack.
"Oh!"
The monsters fleeing in this direction stopped to look at the cracks in the space blocking the traffic ahead, and their eyes were stunned!
"brush!"
"brush!"
Jun Changxiao again picked up the sickle and chopped three times in the void. The streamer split the three directions in an instant and spliced with the previous space crack to form a square and four-sided area, and trapped the members of the funeral pavilion and the monster.
Upanishad.
Space prison!
"Ok?"
Sitting on the coast, a bowl of fried rice full of memories of Liu Sinan for more than half a month looked up and looked at the boundless ocean, wondering: "The energy fluctuation just now seems to be the power of space?"
He and Jun Changxiao are very far away. They can feel the vibration of space, which comes from the spirit of their own space.
"Go and see."
Liu Sinan picked up the sarcophagus and flew towards the deep sea.
Space energy fluctuations have always come, and he should be accurately guided ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ should not get lost.
...
Lingyin Island.
Looking down from a high-altitude angle, the square cracks in the space are clearly visible, and the picture is very shocking.
The cage is indeed comparable to hell, because the breath of death is too strong!
The various monsters stopping at the edge of the rift in the mountain forest space trembled in shock, and even the birds were scared to the ground.
The members of Funeral Pavilion had long been scared and turned green.
With a wave of one's hand, space splits.
Could that guy's sickle be ... an artifact? !!
"tread!"
Jun Chang walked with a smile, stopped in front of the nearest true-looking powerhouse, and said coldly, "Where is the demon ancestor?"
"..."
The closer the giant sickle was, the stronger the breath of death from hell, the legs of his hands trembling, and his scalp seemed to burst immediately.
"No ... no ... no comment!"
Although this true-looking strongman was suppressed by death, he was still determined and would not betray his faith because of fear.
"then you."
"You can die."
Jun Chang smiled and raised his sickle, and the edge of the meniscus was stuck to his neck, and the indifferent words announced the death penalty of the other party.
"Bashing ————————”
Skull flew out, blood splattered.
When the body fell, Jun Changxiao came to another Burial Moon Pavilion strong man and said the same thing: "Where is the demon ancestor?"
The eyes and words did not show the slightest emotion, like the death **** who really came out of hell.
