The long whip of white bones is full of evil spirits, extremely yin and extremely evil.

All kinds of evil magic weapons seemed to drown Ye Fan.

At this moment, the dozen or so strong men of righteousness finally stopped watching.

The old sword crown of Wanjian Tomb took the lead to take a step forward, took off the sword box from behind, and flicked it with his fingers.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

The sword box suddenly trembled, and then streams of sword energy seeped out of the sword box, illuminating the old sword crown's face with a particularly sacred look.

"Thousands of swords form an army to conquer demons and demons!"

As Old Jian Guan shouted, the sword box opened with a bang.

First, the sword energy shot straight into the sky, and the light shot towards the bullfight.

Then thousands of sharp swords shot out from the sword boxes, blocking out the sky and the sun, filled with murderous intent, turning the hall into a sea of ​​swords.
Chapter completed!