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Chapter 434 The Legend of Sword Pulling Mountains

A figure floated in the air, and a bright robe was very conspicuous.

In the distant sky, it was red like a sea of ​​fire. Only the buzzing sound that filled the ears and the demonic aura that soared into the sky reminded people that this was definitely not as simple as the sea of ​​fire.

"It turns out that it's just a poisonous insect with the blood of the fire sand ant." Gou Huan breathed a sigh of relief.

When he saw this sea of ​​fire just now, he was really shocked. He thought that there was a fire sand ant invasion, so he almost turned his head and left on the spot. Even if he took some danger, he would return to the fairy world quickly.

If there is such a large group of fire sand ants, let alone the entire cultivation world, even the immortal world will be difficult to resist.

"Looking at the fire sand ants covering the sky and stretching widely, there is no trace of Jiuying or Zhang Yang. Could it be that they have been eaten by these poisonous insects?"

Gou Huan secretly speculated.

If these poisonous insects suddenly appear, with his true immortal's body, it would be difficult to survive if he falls into it.

"Well! Although these poisonous insects are not fire sand ants with pure blood power, in this number, they are not something that monks in the Tribulation Period can deal with. It is extremely normal to be swallowed up."

Gou Huan didn't dare to go too far into it.

You know, looking at the situation of the red clouds all over the sky, you will know that the number is so large that if you accidentally fall into the sea of ​​insects, there is really no reason to survive.

Hurry!

Gou Huan turned around and split the crack in the space behind him and walked in.

Buzz —

Shortly after he left, a group of poisonous insects flew over with the sound of flapping their wings.

After circling the place where Gou Huan stayed, finally, some poisonous insects took the lead and pierced towards the crack in the space.

The next moment, on the broken fairy island, the magic array at the entrance to the immortal palace ruins had been broken and turned into a space crack.

It was in this space crack that a red light flashed and several poisonous insects flew out.

"Um?"

The eyebrows guarding the entrance raised and took action without hesitation.

Puff puff puff!

Several silver lights flashed by, and as soon as these poisonous insects appeared, they were chopped into powder and dissipated in the air.

Seeing that the attack worked, Gou Huan did not breathe a sigh of relief, but stared at the space crack.

really.

Bobobo!

There were waves of fragrance again, and more red light flashed out from the crack.

Buzz —

Soon, the air was filled with Weng Mingsheng, who was flapping his wings.

Gou Huan took action to kill these poisonous insects again without hesitation.

However, as he killed him, more and more poisonous insects flew out from the cracks in the space, and they watched the surrounding space become dense and gradually becoming larger.

Now, Gou Huan could no longer care about anything. He turned around and escaped immediately.

"Lord Gou Huan!"

Seeing this, Ming Luo shivered and followed him to chase him.

Buzz —

A large number of poisonous insects flapped their wings, and a red whirlwind swept up, wrapping Ming Luo in it.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

Ming Luo's sharp claws were used and cut them hard on the poisonous insects. The sharp claw shadow fell on the carapace on the back of the insect, and immediately made a sound of metal and iron attacks. The poisonous insect that was hit was bounced away and then rolled up again.

However, other poisonous insects began to open their sharp teeth and bite Ming Luo's body.

"Sir Gou Huan help me!"

Ming Luo was shocked when he saw this and exclaimed.

Gou Huan just hesitated a little, thinking that the Shi Xiao clan would still be useful to him, so he turned the grenade mirror out.

Click!

Hundreds of tiny lightning exploded, sweeping away the poisonous insects around Mingluo.

Then, he took advantage of the situation and waved his sleeves, rolled up Ming Luo, and escaped from a distance.

Behind him, hundreds of stone horns were originally lingering on the fairy island, and they plunged into the rocks with cleverness and escaped.

If you move a little slower, you will be crawled all over your body by the red poisonous insects and bitten it in a moment.

Countless shrill howling sounded.

More and more poisonous insects crawled out of the cracks in the space, and soon, a red cloud formed over the fairy island, sweeping over, like locusts in the sky.

This red cloud of locusts soon left the fairy island and spread around...

...

The sword draws the mountain.

The wall stands thousands of feet high, and the broken swords all over the mountain look extremely vicissitudes.

Jiuying stood at the foot of the mountain, stretched out her hand to stroke the rocks, and stroked the blades of the broken swords, with a look of remembrance in her eyes.

"It was once the largest holy land in the world of cultivation! Who would have thought that now there is only one lonely mountain and countless broken swords left!" Tenglin also sighed with emotion.

It is obvious that all this is no coincidence that the sword can become the center of the ancient battlefield of the ruins of the Immortal Palace.

"In ancient times, this sword draws the mountain as the largest holy land in the cultivation world. All sword cultivators, who have just achieved their cultivation or advanced, will come here to try their luck and find flying swords that have the opportunity to be with them. No one knows where these flying swords come from, but everyone knows that every time the flying swords are pulled out, a new flying sword will be born, just like they grow from this mountain. Moreover, the quality of the flying swords here is excellent. Even with the refining techniques of the ancient cultivation world, it is difficult to refine a flying sword that can compete with the flying swords here. It can be said that the ancient cultivation world has strong strength and can compete with the immortal world. This sword draws the mountain is a very important factor."

The only one who doesn’t know this allusion here is Zhang Yang. Tenglin’s explanation is naturally for Zhang Yang to hear.

The sword draws the mountain!

It was such a magical place. The mountain where I could take the initiative to grow a flying sword was simply an indelible arsenal!

"It is precisely because of this that this sword draws the mountain and becomes the main target of attack by the immortals in the fairy world. This place has also become the most important battlefield in the ancient war. The ancient battlefield, from this, the ruins of the immortal palace were born. In that battle, the cultivators in the cultivation world were eventually defeated. The sword draws the mountain and the mountain is hard. Even with the strength of the titled Golden Immortals, it is difficult to destroy it, so they cut off all these flying swords. From then on, the sword draws the mountain and actually loses its spiritual energy, and no new flying swords are born."

Fujilin continued to explain.

In Zhang Yang's mind, a painting of the ancient battlefield slowly opened.

Such a magical sword has been broken, one of the fundamentals of the world of cultivation.

"Let's go!"

Tenglin greeted him, and everyone immediately set off the escape light.

Next, it was a smooth journey.

In the Jianba Cave Heaven, the mummies left by Zhang Yang when he came last time had long since turned into powder and disappeared.

Under Zhang Yang's leadership, everyone quickly entered the stone chamber.

There was a giant sword inserted on the ground of the stone chamber, but now it has long become Zhang Yang's natal immortal weapon. A huge sword mark on the ground was left.

"The Heavenly Abyss Immortal Trapped Formation! It's this!" Tenglin's eyes flashed.

"We can't help this big formation. If we say that the one who is best at breaking the formation is Fu Cang. His big cutting technique can cut everything. If his strength is completely restored, it is not impossible to directly break a crack on the barriers of the two realms for us to enter and exit. This is because he has no body. Otherwise, how could this formation trap him?" Fujiyuan sighed.

"There's just one problem. If Senior Fucang saw the body of the Titan giant ape and took his anger, it would be a big problem." Zhang Yang said, turning his head to look at Jiuying, "Fellow Daoist Jiuying, should you bring the body you refined with you so that you can give Senior Fucang a choice?"

Zhang Yang called Fu Cang "Senior", but he called Jiuying the name "Fellow Daoist" and peers, which made Jiuying very unhappy. Doesn't this mean that he is the first generation than that old rival?

At that moment, he snorted coldly and said nothing.

"Don't worry! With the old man here, why would you dare to cause any storm?" Tenglin snorted coldly, looking like he was relying on his seniority.

Zhang Yang smiled, this is what he was waiting for. He stopped saying anything now, and took a step forward.

Sure enough, just like last time, I immediately felt the scenery in front of me change and the stone chamber disappeared. What appeared in front of me was the endless starry sky.

"Hahaha……"

An old laughter rang out.

"Boy, you are finally willing to come. I think you have to wait for a five thousand years to come before you can appear! It's been a few hundred years ago. Could it be that there is something wrong with it?"

Amid the hearty laughter, Fu Cang's figure slowly emerged.

"Senior is joking! Although I am not worthy, I am also a believer. Since I promised me, I have made preparations wholeheartedly. If I were not strong enough, I would probably not be able to use these four thousand years." Zhang Yang looked righteous and arrogant.

"Hehe! You have a conscience, kid. It's really hard to be able to advance from a black zombie to the current high-level flying zombie for thousands of years!"

Fu Cang originally wanted to pretend to be a master, but he was unwilling to mention the body first. Because he knew that since Zhang Yang dared to come in, he would definitely succeed.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yang was even more calm. He didn't mention it, and Zhang Yang didn't speak.

At that moment, Fu Cang immediately couldn't hold back his breath and coughed.

"Okay! How about the body you refined? Have you met my husband's request? Take it out and take it out and take a look."

"Hehe, the body refined by the younger generation is of strength. Even if you look at the god-transforming cultivators, you are still at the peak. However, this appearance is a little ugly." Zhang Yang hesitated a little when he said the second half.

Fu Cang immediately looked full of light: "You really got the body of a god-transforming monk? As long as you are strong, what is the appearance? We are the first of all people who are cultivating, and take out the body quickly. If it is really as strong as you said, it is enough to sweep away most god-transforming monks, I will definitely have other rewards. Hahaha..."

When Zhang Yang twisted and reached out and released the body, Fu Cang's laughter came to an abrupt end, just like a rooster crowing suddenly being cut off from his neck.
Chapter completed!
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