"Ahem, cough, cough ......" After reaching the middle sword pool, Shuanglong turned into Wang Fusheng. Wang Fusheng's whole body was pierced by the sword qi, and he didn't know how many blood holes he knew, and the blood gushed out from the cough, obviously he had received a heavy blow. The immortal blood continued to burn in the body to repair the wounds pierced by the sword qi, and the sword qi surging from all directions in the sword pool continued to rush into Wang Fusheng's soul, as if it wanted to crush his soul. At this time, the ancient scroll, which had been motionless, trembled again, protecting Wang Fusheng's soul from being injured by the sword qi.

"You're a dragon too!" Long Changkong's eyes widened, and an incredible look appeared on his face. Although he had already guessed the dragon pattern on Wang Fusheng's body just now. But he didn't expect that Wang Fusheng's dragon bloodline would be so pure that he could physically transform into a dragon. You must know that he can only turn into a half-dragon. Can't monolithize the dragon. Although Wang Fusheng may have used some secret method to do it, no matter what method was used to do this, there was no doubt about the purity of the dragon bloodline.

"The bloodline of the double dragon, and it is also a fire dragon and a demon dragon, and the bloodline is extremely noble." Evil Wind also showed a look of surprise on their faces, obviously not expecting Wang Fusheng to have such a noble dragon bloodline. Ling Jie frowned, he had always suspected that Wang Fusheng was a descendant of one of the nine major races, and it was even very likely that he was a descendant of the Henggu Imperial Family. And it is a direct descendant, and I don't want the mother family like Long Changkong to be the Henggu royal family. But what I didn't expect was that Wang Fusheng turned out to be a dragon bloodline.

"No......" Long Changkong roared loudly with his eyes split, just when everyone was surprised by Wang Fusheng's bloodline. Wang Fusheng, who had already reached the middle sword pool, directly reached out and grabbed the dragon pattern fairy sword. The dragon pattern fairy sword did not have any struggle, and it seemed that it was still absorbing the blood flowing in Wang Fusheng's palm, which was undoubtedly the table of the fairy sword people.

The blood veins of the angry dragon Changkong Sea Dragon burned violently, and the secret method was used in an instant to turn his entire head into a dragon head, and a dragon groan sound that was even more soul-shaking than just now was sent out in the middle of the sword pool. The originally quiet dragon pattern fairy sword held in Wang Fusheng's hand trembled violently. It seems to want to break free. The entire sword pool also became violently agitated, and the immortal swords in the other sword pools also flew, not limited to the sword pool where they were, everyone in the sword pool would face their crazy attacks.

Poof! A blood mark flew out, and a huge dragon head flew out of the sword pool, with an incredible look on its face. Wang Fusheng, who was originally in the middle of the sword pool, appeared in the sword pool where Long Changkong was. The dragon-patterned sword in his hand was dripping with blood. It was like a whisper of excitement, and it was like a silent mourning for the death of a descendant of dragon blood. The entire sword pool suddenly fell silent, and it seemed that even the fairy sword felt the restless killing intent in Wang Fusheng's body, and did not dare to make the slightest movement.

Evil Wind looked at Wang Fusheng cautiously, grabbed the immortal sword he had obtained, and slowly left the sword pool. The blood in Wang Fusheng's eyes continued to flicker, and a murderous aura continued to rage around his body, and several of the immortal swords in the original sword pool were actually smashed by the murderous aura on his body. made the faces of the evil wind and several people change greatly, and they no longer dared to approach.

After the half-sound of "......", Wang Fusheng returned to normal, and there was no longer blood flashing in his eyes. But Wang Fusheng's breath became extremely terrifying. He glanced at the dragon-patterned sword in his hand. Wang Fusheng couldn't help but look up at the one on the top of the mountain with a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if looking down at the immortal below. The feeling of being peeped at before became clearer, or Wang Fusheng clearly felt that the immortal who was looking down was looking at him with a smile on the corner of his mouth at this time.

"Sword Demon!" Wang Fusheng's face was awe-inspiring, and his eyes were solemn and he spit out these two words. That's right, the immortal on the top of the mountain is not an immortal at all, but a sword demon. The fairy sword on the entire sword peak. It was all the sword cultivators who challenged countless worlds back then, killed them, and then restrained their swords here. The method of raising a sword with a sword is not a unique method of sword cultivation in ancient times at all. It's the Sword Demon's way of cultivating the Demon Sword.

These fairy swords are not absorbing the essence of other fairy swords to strengthen themselves, but their own essence is being drained little by little, nourishing the magic sword of the sword demon. Some of the immortal swords' aura was sucked dry, so they turned into scrap metal. It is still the sword of the fairy sword, but the essence has not been sucked dry. This is the reason why the sword spirit in the body of the immortal sword that still exists will be bound by iron chains. And the hungry immortal sword that was taken away said that it was the immortal world that chose the master, but it was better to say that the sword demon was choosing the sword slave.

The fairy sword that was taken away looked like a fairy sword on the outside, but the sword spirit inside had turned into a demon spirit. They will continue to erode the mind of the sword-wielder. Finally, the person who uses the sword is controlled. Use the essence of the sword user to raise the sword, and finally turn the sword user into a sword slave, and then find more sword slaves for the sword demon. Just now, Wang Fusheng was removing the demon dragon in his body for the sword spirit, so he was so agitated with killing intent. But I don't know why the sword demon on the top of the mountain suddenly died, leaving this sword full of magic behind. But it seems to be the sword peak of the fairy sword.

"What did you say?" Hearing Wang Fusheng's words, Ling Jie looked at him with a frown.

"There is a demon hidden in the sword spirit, and the one above is not a sword immortal, but a sword demon. If you don't believe it, you can check it carefully, of course you can't check it, you don't believe it, I didn't put it. I'll go up and see it first, believe it or not. Wang Fusheng shrugged his shoulders and said, stepping up the stairs and continuing to walk forward.

"It doesn't matter if he's a sword demon or a sword immortal, what's wrong with me." Evil Wind smiled coldly, he was not a good man and a woman, but the son of an evil king. He likes the fairy sword of the sword fairy, and the fairy sword of the sword demon is even more with his appetite. So he didn't care about that. Xian Xue and Jian Mubai's faces changed, and they looked at the fairy sword in their hands and didn't decide to use it. Instead, they put it away, and those who have already obtained the fairy sword can go up the mountain. Since the fairy sword is not sure whether it is a fairy sword or a magic sword, then go back and let the elders check it before using it.

Several people followed Wang Fusheng to climb the mountain together. The top of the mountain was empty, except for the corpses of the immortals, sitting there and nothing else. Wang Fusheng walked around the corpse of the immortal and frowned, and the top of the mountain was unobstructed. Although the immortal-colored corpse was full of fairy energy, it had obviously been dead for a long time, and there was nothing peculiar about it. But where did the gaze that peeked at him just now come from? Is it a delusion? But for the first time I had an optical illusion, I obviously felt it again when I got the dragon pattern sword just now.

"What a broken mountaintop, nothing but the body. Could it be that the treasure is in the corpse, I see that the clothes on his body do not seem to be simple, and they have not corroded away for many years. Evil Wind frowned, and then with an evil smile on his face, he reached out and grabbed the corpse of the immortal.

"Stop!" Wang Fusheng yelled. He looked around with a terrible look all over his body, and the moment the evil wind grabbed the corpse, he felt a great danger looming over him. The evil wind hand stopped in front of the immortal and did not stop, and the faces of Jian Mubai and Xianxue also changed greatly, and they obviously felt something.

"What the hell is sneaky!" Evil Wind scanned the surroundings with an awe-inspiring face, and he also sensed the danger just now. It seems to come from this mountaintop mountain. But it's impossible to determine where it came from. For a moment, the top of the mountain became silent, and everyone stared at each other cautiously observing the surroundings.

"Did you say the danger came from him?" Facing unknown danger, Wang Fusheng temporarily put aside his prejudices, pointed to the corpse of the immortal and said his guess.

"He? How can it be? The Evil Wind shook their heads, but the look of disbelief had not yet spread on their faces, and several of them fled from the side of the immortal corpse in an instant, and then stared at each other with wide eyes, and then set their eyes on the immortal corpse. Although it felt too weird, there were only the corpses of immortals on the entire mountaintop. The feeling of sudden danger seemed to be that no one on the top of the mountain had such strength except him. Several of their colleagues felt that their scalps were numb, and their lives were in danger.

"You say he's a sword demon, tell me what's going on?" Xian Xue hesitated and looked at Wang Fusheng, although she couldn't wait to kill Wang Fusheng. But this is obviously not the time for infighting, because they didn't get any hints to leave when they got the fairy sword, and they walked up step by step from below, even if it didn't take half a month, it was almost the same. It stands to reason that this sword peak should teleport them out, but now there is no response, and it is obvious that something is stored around them to prevent them from leaving.

"The immortal sword on the entire Sword Peak. It was all after the sword demon challenged the sword cultivation masters from all walks of life and killed the owner of the fairy sword. Hold the fairy sword here, and then extract the essence of the sword spirit. ”

"Yes, were you still extracting the essence of the sword spirit before?" Xian Xue continued to ask, and Wang Fusheng nodded. Before, when he could see the inside of the fairy sword. The essence of the sword spirit is indeed still drained of this. Just nodded, the hairs on Wang Fusheng's whole body exploded, and several other people also thought of something, and their complexions changed greatly.

"You don't mean that the Sword Demon is still alive, are you?" Jian Mubai's eyes widened as he looked at the corpse of the immortal, his face a little stiff.

"The Sword Demon is dead, you can be sure. But his magic sword may still be alive. You must know that the sword spirits of these fairy swords have been extracted from the essence of countless years, and some fairy swords still exist. The magic sword that constantly absorbs the sword spirit police officer will definitely not be damaged by the years. It must be stored in this sword peak. Wang Fusheng's face became solemn. The eyes of the colleague couldn't help but start to beat with excitement, and the evil wind fairy demon was not jealous, and Wang Fusheng had no taboos. Absorbing so many immortal sword essence elements to cultivate the magic sword for countless years, it must be powerful and terrifying.

"Haha....... after waiting for so many years, I finally met a smart person. It's just that there's something about you that I hate it. The immortal who was originally motionless suddenly laughed wildly, and Wang Fusheng's faces changed greatly and retreated. Staring at the immortal, the whole body tensed, and when he found something wrong, he immediately fled.

The immortal slowly stood up. The immortal aura that swirled around his whole body turned into demonic qi little by little, and his eyes were faint like ghost fire. A blood-colored vertical mark appeared at the center of the eyebrows, and a drop of blood slowly flowed out of the vertical mark, as if some sharp blade opened a third eye on the forehead of the immortal, Wang Fusheng felt that his whole body was bound by an invisible force, and his body seemed to be carrying an invisible mountain, making his legs sink into the ground little by little.

"Surrender to me, and I will give you strength. And inherit your supreme magic sword technique, so that you can gallop between heaven and earth. "The immortal's whole body is full of demonic energy, like a big devil who has come out of hell, and the fierce aura of his whole body distorts the surrounding space, making people's souls feel as if they are exposed to the cold wind.

"You shouldn't be able to get out of here, can you?" Wang Fusheng frowned and looked at the magic sword standing up, his eyes were as dark as a deep pool of water, and there was a flame beating in his dark eyes, which was divine blood. When Wang Fusheng heard that he had an aura in his body that made the sword demon hate, he first thought of divine blood. At the same time, he figured out why the ancient scroll, which had not moved for a long time, made a sound at this time. Although the movement of the scrolls has something to do with this place, most of it should be pulled by the blood of the gods.

"Boy, I'm admiring you more and more." The magic sword was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Wang Fusheng with a smile, but there was not the slightest smile in his eyes, and it was all a cold murderous aura.

"After all, you're just a magic sword, and you're just like the sword demon himself. If you are really so powerful, just detain a few of us, and bring so much nonsense. Lingjie also reacted at this time. His eyes flickered as he stared at the magic sword, not knowing what he was thinking.

"So what, even if I'm just a magic sword, are you qualified to fight me? Obediently dedicate your soul, I haven't tasted fresh souls for a long time, and those sword spirit essences have long been tired of eating them for so many years. Before, the waste could only go up the mountain, and it was impossible to come up at all. Even if it came up, it was stuck in the sword pool below, and I couldn't get a sword, so I could only look at me and pause. So I had no choice but to divide a wisp of demonic thoughts and prepare to train them into ordinary sword slaves. The magic sword snorted coldly.

"Suppress him. Let's discuss how to divide the magic sword, anyway, you don't want a sword to be your master, right? Wang Fusheng said in a deep voice, and the faces of the evil wind who couldn't see anything changed for a moment, looked at each other and finally nodded. Obviously, Wang Fusheng said the point.

This magic sword is particularly annoying, and I have seen it with my own eyes, the other party can not only control the corpse of the immortal, but also spit out human eyes, and the intelligence is not low. What's more, it doesn't know how many years it has absorbed the essence of the immortal sword, and countless immortal swords have died because it has absorbed the essence essence. It's definitely more powerful than anyone could have imagined, but even so. Although the weak submit to the strong as slaves, they rise and fall with a sword. Inside, no one here can accept it.

"I really don't cry when I don't see the coffin." Demon Sword shook his head, and then with a demonic smile on his face, "But I suddenly changed my mind, and I only left one of the five of you as a stand-in body, and the other four can leave." And those who leave can go to the sword pool below to get 3 fairy swords at will, you can choose the fairy sword yourself, I will help you unlock the seal above, so that the fairy sword can be taken away directly by you? ”

"Don't you think it's an insult to our intelligence anymore to sow discord?" The evil wind chilled off. The faces of the others did not change in the slightest.

"Five." The immortal smiled and didn't excuse anything, and spit out two words, and the mocking evil wind paused for a moment. Seeing that a few people didn't speak, the immortal laughed even more evilly, "Ten." ”

"If you are slaughtered or suppressed, the entire fairy sword on the Sword Peak is ours, but we can take what we want. So put away your little thoughts. Wang Fusheng snorted coldly.

"Although I do tempt you again and make you infighting. But if you can deal with me wholeheartedly, aren't you afraid that the others will take advantage of the battle to leave with the fairy sword? Know that even if your guesses are true. I couldn't leave the top of the mountain, and I couldn't even use too much strength. But if I want to burn all the jade, none of the five of you will be able to get away. So now take ten fairy swords and leave, this is definitely a very good deal. All you need to do is leave one behind. ”

The Sword Demon laughed wickedly, and everyone else fell silent. Although everyone's face was calm. But they were obviously all moved, after all, none of the immortal swords in the sword pool below were simple. Being able to get ten and leave directly, this is definitely everyone's dream choice, even if Wang Fusheng is excited. Not to mention anyone else. Originally, the five of them did not have a relationship of life and death, and they even wished that the others would die and monopolize their own benefits, and it was impossible to trust and cooperate with each other.

"It seems like you have a hard time choosing, so I'll choose. He stayed, and the four of you left with a fairy sword each, giving you half an hour to think about it. In half an hour, I will close the mountain, and if I don't leave, then don't leave at all. The Sword Demon pointed at Wang Fusheng, then sat down cross-legged with a smile.

Xianxue was stunned for a moment, looked at Wang Fusheng with a gloomy face, and then looked at the sword demon and fell silent. Time passed little by little, and the five of them did not have any communication, and even Ling Jie's gaze began to dodge when he saw Wang Fusheng, and the three evil kings showed a hesitant look on their faces, as if they were weighing the benefits of joining forces to suppress the sword demons. When he saw that it was good, he took the ten fairy swords and left. Wang Fusheng's face was calm, and he looked at the sword demon without speaking.

"I'm quitting!" After a stick of incense, Jian Mubai spoke, and then rushed down the mountain and entered the sword pool without waiting for the others to react. The sword pool, which would launch a sword qi attack as soon as a living creature approached, did not move at all when Jian Mubai entered, and ten extremely powerful immortal swords were taken away by Jian Mubai, and his figure quickly disappeared on the stairs down the mountain.

"I also give up, the cost of fighting it is too great." Xian Xue gritted her teeth and flew towards the sword pool below, and then swept away the ten fairy swords she fancied and left directly.

"None of the five were sure. Now that there are only three people left, I won't force it. Evil Wind smiled and walked down, also took ten immortal swords and left quickly. The top of the mountain suddenly became empty, leaving only Wang Fusheng, Ling Jie and the three of them in the magic sword.

"Boy, why don't you leave, don't tell me any friendship, I can feel that you don't have a deep friendship with this kid. And I have the impression that friendship is only for trading. So do you want to be a fool who is being traded? Looking at the Lingjie Demon Sword left behind, there was a mocking smile on his face.

"If it goes down. I guess I won't be able to get up again, right? Ling Jie glanced down the mountain, although the three of them had disappeared on the stairs down the mountain. But Ling Jie could feel that the three of them hadn't actually gone far, ready to see if the battle on the top of the mountain would be a lose-lose situation. Jian Mubai was the first to leave, obviously planning to do so in his heart. And Xianxue and Evil Wind reacted, so they also followed.

And if Ling Jie also followed, he would either be killed by the three of them and snatch the fairy sword he obtained. Or wait for Wang Fusheng to fight with the sword demon on the top of the mountain, and act as the helper of the three evil winds in a big battle with the sword demon. And no matter what the outcome is, even if he wins, it is estimated that the three of Xianxue will not let him go. So instead of going down a path of death. It's better to stay and fight with Wang Fusheng, at least compared with the three of Xianxue. I still have a little confidence in trusting Wang Fusheng Lingjie.

"Smart people usually die quickly." The magic sword said gloomily, and then looked at Wang Fusheng with a smile: "Boy, you are lucky, I am suddenly more interested in him, so hurry up and get out, otherwise I will leave the two of you together, although it will take a lot of effort." ”

", grandma." A dragon groan sounded on the top of the mountain, and all the dragon patterns on the dragon chant sword lit up. It was as if there was a real dragon swimming in the sword. Wang Fusheng felt the trembling of the fire dragon and the demon dragon's blood, and slashed directly towards the demon sword with the dragon pattern sword in both hands. A fire dragon Zhang Yaowu looked for and rushed towards the magic sword.

Wang Fusheng turned his head sideways and said to Ling Jie, "Keep an eye down and see if they can still come up." ”

"Boy, you're looking for death again." The magic sword became furious, and a demonic qi rolled violently, as if the magic sword drawn from hell was slowly pulled out of the void by the immortals, and the entire sword peak trembled. It seems that the immortal pulled out not the magic sword, but the backbone of the entire sword peak. A troll sprang out of its sword and pounced on the dragon. The troll was ten feet tall, with muscles like a bronze cast, and he was dressed in hungry armor with spikes, and his huge fists were full of barbs.

Rumble! The fangs and claws of the fire dragon and the magic sword turned into a troll and collided together. A dragon and a troll violently attacked each other. The whole mountain trembled as the rubble flew, cracks appeared on the ground, and the stones rolled down as if the entire Sword Peak was about to collapse.

Rise! The ferocious fire dragon roared in the sky, and the demonic energy spewing from the troll's body was turned into ashes by the flames on the fire dragon's body, and drifted away with the wind. The fire dragon slapped the troll away with one of its claws and smashed into its fist, sparks flying in all directions, and the dragon scales flew around. The dragon then took advantage of the troll's chest to open and bit down on the troll's neck. The huge body rolled up, and the entire sword peak trembled even more violently, and the fire dragon body that bit the troll entangled the troll, and the flames on the body burned violently.

"It's not good, the seal is not comfortable, is it?" The troll was reduced to ashes by the fire dragon, which was smaller but still fierce, and after killing the troll, continued to pounce on the magic sword. The immortal grabbed the magic sword and swung it three times before the fire dragon turned into a ball of flames and disappeared. Looking at the immortal with the demonic qi disorder on his body, Wang Fusheng had a smile on his face.

After the immortal was controlled by the demon sword, Wang Fusheng seemed to have a calm face. And he constantly wants to pull allies to deal with the magic sword, but in fact, he has been thinking about it in his heart. Thinking about the magic sword, since it needs the shell so much, why don't you leave everyone who comes in. Is it as simple as those people not being able to reach the top of the mountain?

There is also the departure of the magic sword, everyone can imagine, even if no one uses it, it is a shocking magic weapon. And whether it is a demon cultivator or a demon weapon, they all have a common characteristic, that is, the thirst for killing. Because killing and blood are the source of their strength. And where is this magic sword, but the mother-in-law and mother are separated by a few people. Is it really just that he only needs a shell, and he doesn't want to waste energy and time to take down so many shells?

Obviously, there is only one truth about this qiē, and that is that the magic sword is still sealed. It can absorb the essence of all the immortal swords in the Sword Peak. But he was also sealed in the Sword Peak by these immortal swords. This was obviously the means used by the Sword Demon to balance the Demon Sword back then. And as the fairy swords in the Sword Peak were sucked dry and the essence was damaged, the good fairy swords were taken away one by one. In addition to leaving a little demonic thought in the fairy sword that was taken away, the magic sword also had a little freedom in the middle of the sword peak. But this freedom is limited only at the top of the mountain.

And freedom is limited, and the strength that can be unleashed is naturally limited. That's why the magic sword will be where the mother-in-law and mother's separation Wang Fusheng and others will be. Because it didn't have the strength to take down five people, it promised the benefit of separating the five of them, and they had to deal with one alone. Rather, it is to send the departed person out. In fact, the magic sword did not intend to do this. Swallowing Wang Fuheng first, it can get more freedom. The strength will also rise to a notch, and then he will swallow people again, so that he can get rid of the seal little by little.

"How do you know?" The immortal's face changed suddenly, a look of panic appeared in his eyes, and he paused for the attack he wanted to launch against Wang Fusheng.

"I didn't know it just now, but now it's clear." A smile appeared on Wang Fusheng's face, the sealing array that was laid down with countless immortal swords was really powerful. Even after endless years, countless immortal swords were damaged, but just the remnants of the array still sealed the magic sword. At the same time, Wang Fusheng couldn't see through. This is an ancient array, and it is estimated that it had the ability to turn things upside down in its heyday. The little energy given by Wang Fusheng from the ancient scroll could only allow him to see through the bound sword spirit. As for the magic sword sealed by the Ancient Great Array that only had the remnants left, he couldn't see anything.

"You're kidding me." The magic sword was furious, and the demonic qi on the immortal suddenly agitated, and the entire magic sword turned into a sky-swallowing troll and wanted to swallow Wang Fusheng.

"It's not that you're kidding, it's just that you don't have enough brains. How strong you are, we don't know, you don't know yet? You can't leave the seal of this big array so strong, I can see clearly if you feel weak? So it's not that I'm playing on you, it's that your own brain isn't enough. Wang Fusheng had a smile on his face. Looking up at the huge mouth that seemed to swallow the entire Sword Peak, a gray silent light flashed in his eyes. The terrifying trolls in the sky instantly dissipated into dust.

Wang Fusheng held the dragon pattern sword and slashed towards the immortal. Just now, the immortal sat there cross-legged, and the Dharma was solemn. But now it's like a big devil. And the gold and jade are ruined on the outside. Obviously, this immortal is a bait made by the magic sword, tempting the warrior to come up so that he can swallow the warrior's use. It's not as powerful as it seems on the table. Even Wang Fusheng suspected that it was only a part of the sword spirit of the magic sword that controlled the corpse of the immortal at this time, and it was a very small part, otherwise it would not be so weak.

"Prince Wang, slow down, I'll help you." Jian Mubai, who had disappeared on the steps down the mountain, stepped on the fairy sword and rushed towards the top of the mountain quickly.

"Prince Wang, I'm here to help you." Evil winds followed. Xianxue is not willing to be left behind. These three people are obviously thinking about the praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches. Therefore, even though they knew that the magic sword was dividing, they still chose to leave. At this time, seeing that the imaginary incomparably powerful magic sword was so vulnerable, he naturally rushed up to get a piece of the pie.

"Okay, I'll give you a little when you come up." Wang Fusheng smiled disdainfully at Jian Mubai and the others, and the dragon pattern sword in his hand rose and fell. The immortal with a tacit understanding all over his body was directly cut off his head, and a very small and faint black phantom flew out of the blood-colored vertical mark in the center of the immortal's eyebrows. Directly submerged into the sword peak under his feet.

And the immortal's body and revelation became shriveled up in an instant like a deflated ball, and began to rot, just turning into a pile of dry bones in an instant, how could there be Yang Ze, who was full of immortal aura and solemn before. The black phantom was like a small sword, and after disappearing from the ground, a black light rose from the ground, and a teleportation array flickering with demonic energy appeared on the top of the chaotic mountain. Seeing the teleportation array, the faces of the three of them were even more anxious, and they rushed towards the top of the mountain quickly.

But when I crossed the ninety-eighth staircase, stood on the ninety-ninth staircase and wanted to step up to the top of the mountain. An invisible force pushed them back, making it impossible for them to set foot on the top of the hill at all. The faces of the three Xianxue who were pushed back changed greatly, and they took out a fairy sword and slashed forward, wanting to pass Guò, but they were still pushed back.

"Why is this happening, I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled." The evil wind's eyes were blood-red and roared, and Jian Mubai also held the fairy sword as if he was enchanted, and slashed out countless sword qi to attack the invisible enchantment on the top of the mountain. Ripples rippled in the sky, and the barrier still couldn't be breached.

"Although I don't know what the reason is, it seems that Sword Peak can only come once alone, so a person at the top of the mountain may only come up once. Therefore, if you go down first, you will not be able to come up. Lingjie had a happy smile on his face. Seriously, if it wasn't for the fear that the three of Xianxue would target themselves just now, they would directly kill him and snatch the fairy sword. Maybe he's already gone down. It was a helpless choice to stay at the top of the mountain with Wang Fusheng, but he didn't expect to have such a harvest.

"Impossible, impossible, how can it be like this, how can it be like this?" Xianxue also seemed to be crazy, and her body emitted colorful light, like a rainbow piercing the sky, as if forming a bridge in the sky, but unfortunately the bridge could only be half formed. When the rainbow was about to reach the top, it was directly cut off by the invisible enchantment.

"You guys slowly figure out how to get up at the bottom, and I won't accompany you." Wang Fusheng smiled at the three evil winds below, raised his legs and buried them directly in the teleportation array. Not only was Lingjie surprised, but Wang Fusheng was actually very surprised. Because the magic sword feels too powerful, and the coercion just now is real. Who would have thought that the magic sword that escaped with only a trace of the sword spirit was just an embroidered pillow, and the qiē just now was just a bluff, allowing him to pick up a bargain.

However, this also shows that the magic sword is a little too greedy. It obviously sensed the divine blood on Wang Fusheng's body. That's why I can't wait to expose so many loopholes. Otherwise, maybe Wang Fusheng would have fled in advance. However, greed is also one of the negative aspects of the magic weapon, and it can only be said that its negotiation is in the wrong place.

Wang Fusheng walked into the teleportation array, followed by Ling Jie. The teleportation array flickered with a faint black light on the top of the mountain, and it didn't disappear. Obviously, those who then step on the top of the mountain can also step into the teleportation array to go to another place. But these later people apparently no longer include the Evil Wind Trio. Looking at the teleportation array, the three people showed an unwilling look in their eyes, it was just an invisible barrier, making the teleportation array close to them, but only at the end of the world.

"Get out, get out now. Inform our fellow disciples to hurry up, and we must not let those two lowly boys from the Nether Realm obtain the treasure in the Sword Peak. Whether it's a sealed magic sword. It's still the inheritance of the sword demon, let either of the two of them get it, and when we go to the nether realm, it will be a big trouble. Evil Wind had a thick flame of jealousy in his eyes.

"That's right, you will definitely not let these two people get the benefits of the Sword Peak. I told my fellow students to come over, and I remember that I had a senior sister nearby. She is the king of the three grades, and she will definitely be able to suppress a qiē after she comes. Xianxue's eyes shone brightly, and a colorful paper crane flew out of her palm, disappearing into the void with just a flicker.

"The three of us are here, and that kid just now can actually kill. It is estimated that we should also be able to kill people, and if we do it here, we will suffer a catastrophe and lose our lives, it is estimated that it is just an illusion. The magic sword wants to get people to the top of the mountain so that they can swallow them. That's why I don't want the people who come in to fight each other, so I give us the illusion that we will be killed as soon as we make a move. We are guarding here, who will kill whom, knowing that our fellow disciples are coming, whether it is to seize the magic sword or accept the inheritance, it should not be something that can be completed in a short time. ”

After Jian Mubai sent a message to his fellow disciples, he stared at the teleportation array with a faint look of hatred on his face. He was the first to leave just now, and now the result is undoubtedly a slap in the face, and he blames Wang Fusheng for this qiē. Because Wang Fusheng obviously discovered more of Jian Feng's secrets than they did, but didn't say it, as if waiting for him to make a fool of himself, his eyes were full of resentment at this time. I prayed in my heart that Wang Fusheng would be killed directly by the magic sword after he passed.

After passing through the teleportation array, Wang Fusheng came to a red earth, the ground was full of cracks, like a dry chorus, and like a soldering iron, it exuded a hot temperature. From time to time, there were flames in some crevices in the ground, or magma erupted, and the air was filled with the smell of sulfur.

Wang Fusheng looked at the surrounding environment and didn't see Lingjie who came in with him, obviously the two of them were not teleported to the same place. In the distance, a crimson mountain stood there, and the whole mountain was like a sharp sword stuck in the ground, just like the sword peak outside. It's just that the sword peak in front of him is not as black as a sword tomb, but red like a sword embryo still calcined in the flames, exuding a rolling heat wave.

"If it weren't for the fact that there wasn't much breath here, and the demonic aura was even crazier than the smell of sulfur, I would have thought I was back in the volcanic realm. Is this purgatory, or a projection of purgatory? The magic sword sealed in purgatory is fed by countless fairy swords. How powerful is this magic sword? Wang Fusheng looked at the crimson sword peak in the distance, muttered in his mouth, raised his legs and walked forward. Although he wasn't sure where he was, he didn't need to discern the direction, just walked towards Sword Peak.

The demonic qi and flames on his body were constantly alternating, and Wang Fusheng took out the fire spirit liquid instead of pouring it into his stomach. For others, this place may be purgatory, and they will not be able to survive at all, and they will not be able to adapt to the disorder of qi and organs. But for Wang Fusheng, it's more comfortable here than in the outside world. The aura that seems to make people crazy and irritable has no effect on Wang Fusheng.

While walking forward, Wang Fusheng researched the divine blood that he had taken away from him. Although the divine blood was taken by himself, more of it was the divine blood that Wang Fusheng took away. Because at the time of seeing the heart of fire. In addition to the restless double dragon bloodline in Wang Fusheng's body, the bloodline of the Henggu royal family also throbbed. Then a thought came to my heart to take the blood of the gods away.

In Wang Fusheng's sea of knowledge, the blood of the gods was suspended in front of Wang Fusheng's soul. The ancient scroll suspended above Wang Fusheng's soul seemed to have some handwriting on it under the light of divine blood. In the past, Wang Fusheng thought that the ancient scroll was just a piece of paper, and it should be related to some powerful inheritance. And the absorption of energy constantly emerges above it.

But now Wang Fusheng found that he was wrong, the ancient scroll was not just a piece of paper, not some imitation page. Rather, it is the supreme law itself, and after absorbing countless powers, the ancient pages are like the shriveled sea absorbing enough water little by little and beginning to swell. From the original ancient page, it has become an ancient scroll.

However, Wang Fusheng usually couldn't turn it over, and it was useless to use his soul to communicate with the bloodline of the Henggu royal family. And the idea of taking away the blood of the gods is exactly the hint given to him by the storage zài who has changed from an ancient page to an ancient scroll in front of him. Under the illumination of divine blood, Wang Fusheng suddenly felt that the ancient scroll that he could not touch no matter how he sensed it or tried was actually opened. Slowly turning the first page, a picture appeared in front of Wang Fusheng.

But it is better to say that it is a picture than a vertical mark, and the person who wrote it seems to have trembling hands at that time, and the vertical stroke is crooked like an earthworm crawling out of a vertical mark on the paper. Seeing that the scroll was opened, the vertical marks on the first page turned out to be like this, and Wang Fusheng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. The blood of the gods came closer, the vertical marks were seen more clearly, and the rest of the pages were also clearly visible, and there was nothing else except this crooked stroke. (To be continued......)