"Not good!" Song Xiaoren was shocked, this situation has never been seen before, it has never appeared in the oral accounts of the ancestors, even when Song Chuyu accidentally touched this stone tablet, there has never been such a movement, it seems that this sword box is trying to break through the ground in vain, as if it has life!

Ye Fan narrowed his pupils and looked at the sword box made of kettle iron at the feet of the Dragon King, which was isolated from the exploration of the Heavenly Eye, and he couldn't see what was inside. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Evil obstacle!" Long Canghai felt that the sword box under his feet was gradually unable to be suppressed, and roared angrily, bending his claws to grab the iron box!

With a clear groan, the sword box smashed into the stone and soil, lifted up a white mist, and leaped into the dragon king's palm.

This sword box is only half a meter long, less than a palm wide, boxy, tightly sealed, and the solder joints that were later added to its seal have been rusted, but this kettle of iron is intact, new and clear like a black crystal!

As soon as Long Canghai got this sword box, he sensed a sense of terrifying crisis, the iron box was extremely cold, and the slightest cold air was like a wisp of blade penetrating out, piercing the bone marrow!

"What an evil thing!"

How domineering and powerful the dragon king is, how can he be frightened by this small iron box, and the purple Yan in his palm suddenly burst up a two-foot-high red light, crackling and exploding, enveloping this cold and killing machine!

Ice and fire are intolerable, and the Dragon King tries to use his pure innate true qi to suppress this evil thing, and then try to get rid of its murderous demonic nature.

Everyone held their breath and fixed their eyes on the dragon king's right palm, and within half a minute, the dragon king's right hand was covered with a layer of ice chips, and the sword box emitted a series of tremors, and there was a loud bang, as if something was about to jump out!

A layer of red floated on the Dragon King's face, and the purple Yan True Qi in his palm was unexpectedly invincible to this sword box, and more and more ice flowers spread in the blazing True Qi, and his entire hand had been eroded by the cold qi and frozen into ice!

Sen Ran's murderous aura became more and more crazy, and the icy cold air wantonly revealed through the iron box, diffusely covering half of the Dragon King's figure, and even his hair and beard were covered with a layer of white frost!

The sound inside the iron box became more and more terrifying, crunching, as if the claws of a demon kept scraping against the iron of the kettle, making people's scalps tingle!

Song Chuyu's face was pale, after many years, she saw for the first time that the murderer of her mother was an unknown item in this sword box, and she saw it trembling and screaming with her own eyes, even a master like Long Canghai could not surrender in one move, and the shadow of death once again shrouded her mind.

Xie Senyang's eyes widened, where had he ever seen such an evil thing, whether it was the hand shown by the Dragon King or the terrifying iron box, it was beyond the scope of his cognition as a son, and at this moment there was only amazement.

Seeing this vision, Ye Fan was also taken aback, the strength of the Martial Saint could not suppress this sword box thing, this thing was really evil! He only paid attention to the battle between Long Canghai and the sword box thing, but he didn't notice Lu Qingyu's face and expression behind him!

Everyone just watched the excitement, completely ignoring Lu Qingyu, who had been silent, at this moment, her face did not have any fluctuations, like the water in the ancient well, without waves and lines, but those empty eyes flashed with a strange ice blue color, and the sword box was vines

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