"Boom!"

In an instant, the bone arrow burned completely, turning into a ball of magical flame arrows, ignoring the void.

Fall!

"It's done!" Many old men of the Divine Wheel were overjoyed in their hearts.

But at this moment.

"Boom", a small bronze shield emerged, the corners were incomplete, and the spell runes could be inscribed, and in the midst of the scream, from the top of the small shield, a bright and dazzling blue light burst out.

In the frenzy of the true yuan, the small shield clanged.

The power of defense, rapid recovery.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the magic flame arrow slammed into the bronze shield.

The sound of metal screaming is extremely harsh and continuous.

There are more dazzling ripples of light lines, which are set off wildly.

"Boom!"

Eventually, with a bang, the Spell Flame Arrows exploded and disappeared invisibly.

The bronze shield also screamed, and the spell runes on it were dim.

And the same goes for the bronze shield.

On it, there are subtle, but clearly visible cracks, densely distributed.

Obviously, this small bronze shield has been temporarily abolished, and without the refiner to repair it, it can no longer form an effective defensive force.

"It's a pity!" sighed an old man from the Meng clan.

"This old immortal is so rich, a medium-grade magic sword is not counted, and there is a medium-grade defensive magic weapon that is mutilated, but due to the blessing of the spell rune, the defense power has not been weakened much?"

Medium-grade magic weapons are rare.

Even in the fifth-grade bloodline family, the quasi-sixth-grade bloodline family, and even the sixth-grade bloodline family, there are not many medium-grade magic weapons. Otherwise, with the status of the Yuan Demon Chamber of Commerce, how could it be at the annual auction meeting,

Take a low-grade, infinitely close to the medium-grade magic weapon as the finale?

Because medium-grade magic weapons are too rare.

Therefore, even if it is a fifth-grade, or even quasi-sixth-grade family, it is difficult for a martial arts cultivator to have a magic weapon in his hands.

Just like the old men of the Seven Great Divine Wheels, in their respective clans, they are all martial arts cultivators.

And, they are all quite status.

But there are very few medium-grade magic weapons.

The Feng clan's half-step divine infant, although it was because of a glimpse of the divine infant's subtlety, he stepped into the half-step realm of surpassing the divine wheel, but the Feng clan was too powerful.

In the Feng clan, a half-step divine infant whose potential has been exhausted is just as high as the divine wheel of the three major clans.

So.

In his hands, he is in charge of two medium-grade magic weapons, which is naturally amazing.

Even if one of them is missing.

"Junior, you are looking for death!" resolved the danger of life and death, but the half-step divine infant was still murderous, and when he put away the bronze shield, he was full of pain.

With an angry face on his face, the Feng clan's half-step god infant drank violently, and attacked the ancient tomb with extreme speed.

To destroy the peerless pride of this ancient clan with one blow!

"Not good!"

"You dare!"

Many of the old men of the Divine Wheel were shocked and hurriedly intercepted.

There are three or four old men in the Divine Wheel, and they can't catch up, so they are directly bombarded with martial arts, forcing the Feng Clan's half-step divine infant to protect themselves, so as to indirectly protect the ancient tomb.

However, the Feng Clan's half-step divine infant ignored it, and still slashed with a sword.

Obviously, he was determined to kill the ancient tomb.

He was almost killed.

This is an absolute disgrace.

Only enemy blood can be cleansed!

At this moment, the Feng Clan's half-step divine infant spirit was condensed, and its killing power was unprecedentedly powerful.

The wind did not see the guardian make a move, and with a faint smile, he fought with the ancient tomb.

The tomb is creepy!

Like a beast that destroys the world, it is coming.

And he is just a lowly and weak creature with little power.

Under the catastrophe of annihilation, there is only fall!

Hence the trembling.

Even the soul howls like in panic.

At this moment, there is only ......

Die!

The breath of death descended and suppressed the entire battle field.

Fill everyone's hearts!

"Click......"

Before the attack came, the terrifying murderous aura had already arrived.

The skin of the ancient tomb is cracked inch by inch, and the blood is flowing.

The whole body is flesh and blood.

The pain can be seen.

However, the ancient tomb did not feel any pain at the moment.

Only fear!

Death......

It's coming!

"Boom!" After all, the ancient tomb is not very human, but peerless. Soon, I reacted.

Survival instinct attacks!

In an instant, more than a dozen bone fragments were thrown out of the ancient tomb.

These many bone fragments are excited in an instant.

In an instant, spell runes flickered, and mysterious aura bloomed, intertwined with each other, connecting into one piece, forming a defense.

Even so, the ancient tombs are not enough.

I wanted to set up some more, but I didn't have time.

After all, the scope of the Baizhang battlefield is not large.

The half-step divine infant crossed, and he didn't even need to breathe.

At this moment, the Feng Clan's half-step divine infant murderous intent was blazing, how fast was it? Even if the ancient tomb was peerless, it was powerless to do more to resist.

Although, it has done a lot better than the rest of the life wheels, and even some of the Divine Wheel Ancestors. But so what?

A moment of life and death.

Once it falls, it's all for nothing!

Almost as soon as the ancient tomb laid down this piece of bone, the half-step Divine Infant Sword Blade had already arrived.

"Boom!"

Murderous rage.

True Yuan Disorder.

The sound of "crackling" sounded wildly.

There are many bone fragments, not one

Exceptions, all in the first place, exploded into powder.

In the next moment, the blade of the sword pointed directly at the ancient tomb.

"Not good!" The Gu clan's only remaining Divine Wheel Old Man's face turned pale in an instant.

Peerless and arrogant, it cannot be cultivated.

Once the ancient tomb falls, not to mention whether the Gu clan will have a peerless Tianjiao in the future. Even if it can support until that time, it is still unknown.

Nine times out of ten, it will be destroyed before that!

Tombs, can't die!

But......

He has a weak heart!

How strong is the half-step divine infant, and he shot out angrily.

Martial arts cultivation present, no one can stop it!

"Tomb...... It's over!" Meng Wanshou and Wang Yuan lamented.

The four quasi-six-grade bloodline families are fighting with each other openly and secretly.

But here, the three clans, more, are alliances.

Witnessing the fall of the ancient tomb, they felt a sense of sadness in their hearts.

Infinite sorrow!

Although the Seven Great Divine Wheels were trying their best to stop it, at this time, they all understood that they were already powerless.

Tombs, death!

The martial arts of the four clans of Feng, Meng, Wang, and Gu were all shocked.

Who would have thought that before this secret realm trial, there would be a peerless Tianjiao who would fall first?

At this moment, time seems to stand still, but it is passing extremely fast.

The edge of the magic sword has not yet arrived, but the edge on it has already erupted, and it must be one step ahead to destroy the ancient tomb.

The tomb is dying!

"Zheng ......" The half-step divine infant of the Feng clan struck with a sword.

This sword roared like a death overture!

At the end of the song, it is fate!

Can be abrupt.

The magic sword roared violently.

Immediately, it came to an abrupt end.

The magic sword kept moving forward, but it was difficult to stab even an inch forward.

Not even the slightest.

"Huh?" the tomb was stunned.

The Seven Great Divine Wheels were stunned.

Meng Wanshou and Wang Yuan were surprised.

The wind did not smile and stiffened.

The half-step god infant showed a hint of disbelief on his face.

The other trial disciples in the Baizhang battlefield were stunned and puzzled.

Because, in their field of vision, between the Feng Clan's half-step divine infant and the ancient tomb, there was nothing except a magic sword.

As long as the magic sword is sharpened, the tomb will die!

But this sword froze strangely.

The sword was shining, like a waterfall rushing down from the cliff, but it was strangely frozen.

Motionless, motionless.

Like......

Absolutely still.

"What's going on? Could it be that the Feng clan is a half-step divine infant and doesn't want to kill the ancient tomb? Is it Aicai, or is it a reserved elder?" Many martial cultivators who witnessed this scene looked at this scene in amazement, and their minds were involuntarily, and some ridiculous reasons that even they refused to believe flashed through them.

But this scene is really too weird.

If you don't understand it this way, it seems that you can't understand why the ancient tomb escaped under the sword of the half-step god child.

Don't say it's these trial disciples.

Even the seven divine wheels, they couldn't see the meridian come out.

In their field of vision, there was also a blank space between the ancient tomb and the half-step divine infant of the Feng clan. At this moment, the ancient tomb was less than a foot away from the tip of the sword of the Feng clan's half-step divine infant.

There is nothing in this foot of land.

Even the Divine Wheel, the dissipation of mental power, is the same.

Therefore, this scene is particularly weird.

Even, even the only remaining yellow-faced divine wheel of the Gu clan wondered if it was the Feng clan's half-step divine infant who was deliberately releasing water.

"Could it be that it is the ancestor of the Gu clan, for this secret realm trial, he will be in the clan

Some kind of Zhen clan defense treasure was given to the ancient tomb?" The old men of the gods of the Meng and Wang clans couldn't help but be suspicious.

It's not impossible.

The heritage of the four major families, although they are very different from each other.

But even the weakest Gu clan has been passed down for thousands of years.

Even if there is only one generation of Divine Infant Ancestor, the background may be unfathomable.

For example, the magic bone arrow used by the ancient tomb to sneak attack the Feng Clan's half-step divine infant was a forbidden weapon that could be turned into a part of the Zhen Clan's heritage. What is certain is that this arrow, if it really hits the half-step divine infant of the Wind Clan, can at least cause it to be seriously injured and dying.

If the method is used correctly, it is a sneak attack on a martial cultivator who has just entered the divine child, and he may reap miraculous feats.

It is not impossible to make it fall.

These forbidden weapons, since the Gu clan are all given.

Then, it seems that it is not impossible to give the treasure of defense.

It is not surprising that a quasi-six-grade bloodline family has a treasure that can withstand the blow of the divine child.

Even the only yellow-faced old man of the Gu clan couldn't help but think of this, and breathed a sigh of relief.

But soon, everyone knew that they were wrong.

"Hmph!" The Feng Clan's half-step divine infant snorted coldly, a trace of ferocity flashed in his eyebrows, and in the midst of the roar, Zhenyuan ran wild, and suddenly the brilliance on the demon sword skyrocketed.

The power of the instrument has been improved at once.

Dao Dao sword qi burst forward fiercely.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a muffled sound was heard.

With this, after the Feng Clan's half-step Divine Infant Sword Blade, a bright color finally emerged.

A pale silver wall of light appeared.

In it, a lot of martial arts runes and spell runes could be seen faintly flickering and disappearing.

"Where is sacred,

Dare to block the way of a certain wind?" The Feng clan's half-step divine infant sparse eyebrows were upside down, and with a loud shout, a sparse hair and clothes were all windless automatic.

The momentum was mobilized to the extreme.

Even, on its body, there is a trace of the breath of secret method revival.