After opening the pupil of the dark night and looking at all the immortal swords in the sword pool, Wang Fusheng couldn't help but shake his head. The quality of these fairy swords is indeed good, but they have not yet met his requirements, and they still need to go up. I saw that I had reached the halfway point of the mountain, but it still didn't seem to be close to the top of the mountain. Wang Fusheng walked to the top of the stairs again and began to walk up with his head down. I walked through the ninety-nine steps one after another, saw one sword pool after another, and never saw the fairy sword that satisfied me. This made Wang Fusheng a little disappointed.

"Huh? Is there a round here? Wang Fusheng bought a ninety-nine staircase again, and came to the side of a larger sword pool. This sword pool is composed of three small sword pools, and no less than a thousand fairy swords are buried in each sword pool. More than half of the immortal swords seemed to have been sucked away, and the essence had been destroyed. There are about ten immortal swords in each sword pool that are still intact, and the three sword pools form the giant sword that is half of the glittering giant sword in the middle.

The giant sword is about ten zhang long, and it has intricate patterns coiled on it. Walking in, you can hear the roar of the dragon and tiger, and the sound enters the sea of knowledge, making people's souls feel torn apart. At this time, there were already a few people standing there next to Jian Chi, one of them was Dark Rong, and the rest of Wang Fusheng didn't know him. These people looked at Jian Chi with solemn faces one by one, and walked over step by step, as if they were under great pressure, and cold sweat was rolling on their heads. There were also a few people standing behind them, who were pranayama at this time, with pale faces, obviously having walked into the sword pool just now, but retreated from exhaustion, ready to try again after pranayama here.

"Can't do it here?" Wang Fusheng couldn't help but feel a wave of hostility in his heart when he saw Dark Rong, because he guessed that Dark Rong had probably told the evil wind about the matter of the Netherworld. However, as soon as the hostility rose, Wang Fusheng felt an inexplicable sword aura enveloping him, and the sword qi was full of warning, as if he would kill him directly if he made a move. Looking at the few people sitting behind Dark Rong's people, they only looked at the sword pool, and didn't look at the few people who wanted to kill these people and swallow the sword pool alone. Wang Fusheng showed a look of understanding on his face.

His eyes turned pitch black, and Wang Fusheng looked at the big sword of the three sword pool arch guards. A tingling pain spread in his eyes, and the more Wang Fusheng tried to see clearly what was wrapped in the giant sword, the stronger the stinging pain became. Gradually, tears began to flow from Wang Fusheng's eyes.

Whoa...... The ancient pages that had been immersed in Wang Fusheng's sea of knowledge made a sound, and a clear stream poured into Wang Fusheng's eyes. Let him who originally wanted to close his eyes and not look at it. A ray of essence light suddenly erupted from his eyes, passing through the barrier of the sword qi on the outer layer of the giant sword. The scene inside that I saw directly. Wang Fusheng saw a tiger and a dragon, bound by a big iron chain in the big sword, Yang Tian kept roaring and wanted to break free, but he couldn't. The chains seemed to be still extracting the essence from them, but they didn't know where to send them.

"Is this the sword spirit of the greatsword? Why are they all tied down? Wang Fusheng couldn't help frowning, glanced at the giant sword again, looked up at the position of the back cover, and did not walk into the platform where the sword pool was, but pressed the stairs and continued to walk up. Dark Rong was here, but the evil wind was not there, and it was obvious that the evil wind and the others continued to move forward. Wang Fusheng also wanted to see this strange sword tomb. What is at the pinnacle of an unusual tomb?

The more you go up, the more pressure there is, and five dragon patterns have appeared on Wang Fusheng's body. However, although sweat had begun to break out on his forehead, Wang Fusheng had not yet used force at this time. It's just that he used his simple physique to resist this kind of coercion, as well as the ubiquitous sword qi damage, and bought a ninety-nine-story staircase, but he still didn't see a few people from Evil Wind. A huge insistence formed by five sword pools appeared on the platform, and several martial artists remained here, and their strength was much stronger than that of Dark Rong.

Try it to reveal a hint of murderous intent. Wang Fusheng once again received an inexplicable warning. He didn't make a move, he just opened the pupil of the night again and looked at it, and was guarded by five sword pools in the middle. A serpentine-shaped fairy sword with a strange shape. The ancient scroll in the sea of knowledge flipped again, injecting a clear stream into Wang Fusheng's eyes. Wang Fusheng saw a five-headed snake coiling inside the fairy sword, and it did not roar like the tiger and dragon below, but lay quietly on its stomach.

But when Wang Fusheng saw it, it seemed to be aware of Wang Fusheng as well. A strange color flickered in its eyes. Wang Fusheng understood its meaning, and asked Wang Fusheng to save it. But when Wang Fusheng wanted to read more information from the eyes of the five-headed snake. The chain that bound it at the tail of the five-headed snake emitted a sharp sword aura. The five-headed snake let out a screaming sound. The entire sword pool vibrated suddenly. An invisible sword aura slashed at Wang Fusheng's gaze, cutting off his communication with the five-headed snake.

"Why are the sword spirits all bound, and since the sword spirits are all bound, what about those immortal swords that were taken out?" Wang Fusheng looked at the sword pond and then at the location of the top of the mountain. Without stepping into the platform where the sword pool was, he continued to walk upward. After several more ninety-nine steps. The sword pool that Wang Fusheng saw was getting bigger and bigger, and the immortal swords that were guarded by the sword pool in the middle were getting stronger and stronger, but without exception, these immortal swords were all bound in the fairy swords, and they were constantly absorbing the essence by the iron chains.

When the six dragon patterns emerged, Wang Fu vividly used his strongest physique. The top of the mountain is already far away. He could clearly see the corpse of the immortal sitting there on the top of the mountain. The immortal closed his eyes, his body was surrounded by a rich immortal aura, and he had a smile on his face. It seems that there is no pain when he dies, and it is very peaceful.

Wang Fusheng saw several people in the evil wind, but to his surprise, he saw Lingjie, and Long Changkong didn't see it. There are still ninety-nine steps left to reach the top, and there is a huge sword pool on this platform, and there are no less than 100,000 immortal swords buried in the sword pool. Every third sword pool arches guards a shining fairy sword, and a sword pool guards another fairy sword in the city. This continued to go back and forth, forming a huge sword array, guarding the dragon pattern long sword suspended in the middle in the middle.

The dragon pattern sword is about five feet long, and it is a wide and thick heavy sword, and the dragon pattern on it is coiled very smartly. The sound of the dragon's groan could be faintly heard, which made the souls of those who heard it feel great coercion, and there was an urge to kneel and worship. The moment he saw the dragon pattern long sword, the bloodline of the demon dragon and the fire dragon in Wang Fusheng's body couldn't help but scream. There was anger and hostility in the voice. He seems to feel the ordeal of his companions, and is full of hatred for the people who trapped his companions.

"You're here." Wang Fusheng suppressed the restlessness of the demon dragon and the fire dragon because he felt the resonance of the double dragon bloodline and the dragon pattern long sword in his body. There seemed to be a pair of eyes on the top of the mountain looking at him. But the above immortal is dead, although the body does not rot and there is no lifespan. So I feel that someone on the top of the mountain seems to be looking at him, which makes Wang Fusheng a little hairy behind him. Seeing Wang Fusheng's evil style, several people showed surprised looks on their faces, but Ling Jie showed a kind smile and greeted Wang Fusheng.

"Why don't you go up and have a look?" Wang Fusheng looked at it, and then at Lingjie and the others, and couldn't help but show a puzzled look on their faces. Looking at the looks of a few people, it seems that there is still room for energy, although the pressure to reach the top is very high. But for a few people, it shouldn't be impossible to get up. So several people stayed here and didn't go up, so he couldn't figure it out.

"I can't go up, and when I take the last step, there is an invisible barrier that makes it impossible for people to enter the top of the mountain. At the same time, there will be an inexplicable feeling in my heart, as if I need to obtain the recognition of a fairy sword from the sword pool, and then I am qualified to go up the mountain. So just come down and have a look. Lingjie replied. From the position, it can be seen that although the three of Evil Wind are hostile to each other, they are closer, and at the same time, the three of them faintly keep a distance and hostility towards Lingjie.

"That's it." Wang Fusheng couldn't help but glance up at the top of the mountain. Didn't go up and try. Instead, he stepped onto the platform where the sword pool was located and came to Lingjie's side. Seeing Ling Jie again, especially when he met many young talents from the Upper Realm in the Vientiane Realm, he learned that the people in the Upper Realm had forgotten the existence of the nine major races. Wang Fusheng felt that Lingjie had an indescribable feeling of sympathy for himself, or for Lingjie, perhaps because the ancestors of the two people were allies, from the same place, and now they are forgotten together.

"You're from the Nether too?" The evil wind glanced at Wang Fusheng. The two people in front of him made him a little incomprehensible. Especially Lingjie, who came first just now. It always gave him a sense of danger. And Ling Jie was very polite to the person who just came, and seemed to have a hint of friendliness. This made Evil Wind a little curious about Wang Fusheng.

"Yes." Wang Fusheng nodded without any concealment, his eyes swept over Jian Chi, and his brows tightened.

"Is it true that the nine races in your lower realm, and that eternal royal family is really so powerful, is it really the supreme race that went down from the upper realm a long time ago?" Xian Xue didn't ask curiously, Wang Fusheng put away his gaze and glanced at Xian Xue, and then looked at Ling Jie.

"There seems to be some legend about our ancestors in the Upper Realm. But it's not very clear. And the forces of the upper realm also have a legacy in the lower realm. It was sent down by them as if they were looking for something, the Fairy Lake, the Evil King Palace, and even some important families in the Silver Alliance all came down from the upper realm. It's just that the upper realm can only keep sending people down. The people below can't contact the people above until the place is opened. Seeing Wang Fusheng's doubts, Lingjie explained.

At the same time, Lingjie was very curious about Wang Fusheng's identity, and he could be sure that Wang Fusheng was the same kind. In other words, the blood flowing in their veins is likely to come from the upper realm. But what surprised Ling Jie was that he couldn't be sure that Wang Fusheng was of that race, and he could feel the breath of the spirit race from Wang Fusheng, such as Wang Fusheng's eyes. You can also feel the breath of the dragon clan from Wang Fusheng, as well as the breath of the shadow demon clan, or the breath of the Tianji clan, in short, it is very chaotic.

"I see." Wang Fusheng nodded, he had also wondered how soon the Vientiane Realm was opened, and Dark Rong and the others found their master as if they had been guided. It turns out that the people above have been sending people down to look for things, although the people in the lower realm and the people in the upper realm cannot be contacted, but there are some special means that can obviously allow them to find each other when the Vientiane realm is opened. However, after understanding, Wang Fusheng frowned a little, because in this way, there may be people above among the eight top kings.

Even at this time, some empires in the lower realm were constantly sent down by the forces of the upper realm to establish them. In this case, the eight races that began to compete, as well as the empress clan, are likely to be in danger. Because Wang Fusheng secretly felt that what the other party was looking for should be in the hands of the Henggu royal family. And the Henggu royal family has nothing to do with the eight races and the empress family.

"How about you being my retinue?" Seeing that Wang Fusheng and Lingjie chatted and answered their own questions, they didn't pay attention to themselves, and the corners of Evil Wind's mouth couldn't help but show a trace of cold arc.

"Don't waste time here to try, you can't do it here, you can't kill me, it's okay to think about how to get the sword on the top." Why do you talk so much nonsense? Wang Fusheng rolled his eyes, he was very disdainful of people who were born to feel good. Because these people always feel that all the good things in this world should be theirs, and other inferior people in their eyes are not entitled to this qiē at all. Even if the inferior people are stronger than them, they still feel that their bloodline is noble.

"Haha...... Interesting, can I think that you are provoking the Evil King's Palace? Evil Wind laughed and looked at Wang Fusheng, the murderous intent in his eyes was undisguised.

"You can represent the Evil King's Hall now? You're not dead yet, are you? Even if your son dies, you should still have a brother and a brother, right? Wait until you sit on the throne of the evil king. Wang Fusheng shook his head disdainfully, and Ling Jie couldn't help but laugh. Xian Xue also held back her smile, while Jian Mubai glanced at Wang Fusheng. Obviously, in Jian Mubai's opinion, Wang Fusheng was grandstanding, and he knew that he couldn't do anything here, so he provoked the evil wind like this. But as long as he leaves here, Jian Mubai believes that Wang Fusheng will die a miserable, miserable death.

"Good, good. I'll let you be my retinue when I get out, no, no, let you be my mount. It just so happens that I have a wagon that doesn't have a creature that pulls it. The evil wind did not laugh angrily, seeing that Wang Fusheng's eyes were cold and shining, and the clenched back molars showed that he had hated Wang Fusheng in his heart.

"You're going to choose which sword, these swords seem to have spirits, and the chance of choosing one that resonates with you should be greater." Wang Fusheng directly ignored the words of the evil wind. Although Evil Wind is a second-grade king, he is only at the command level. But at this time, Wang Fusheng is only different from the past, even if the strength of the evil king is much higher than him. Even if he can't kill the evil wind, there is no problem to protect himself. Even if he used some secret techniques, it was not impossible to kill the evil wind. Naturally, I took the words of the evil wind as the wind in my ears.

"Count on the left, the sword of the Ninety-Nine Little Sword Chi Gongwei. I felt it calling me. Lingjie from the Nether Realm naturally knew Wang Fusheng's character, and he had already expected Wang Fusheng's lazy appearance of the evil wind. Hearing Wang Fusheng ask himself, Ling Jie couldn't help but point to a fairy sword and said.

It was a fairy sword like a ruler, and it was more like a knife than a sword, or it was a long strip with two edges on both sides. There was no pattern on the sword, and the light on it was a little brighter than the other fairy swords. There seems to be no other characteristic. Wang Fusheng looked along the defense line of Lingjie's fingers, and darkness shrouded his eyes. Sui Jie frowned, because Gu Ye didn't know why there was no movement at this time, and he couldn't see what the sword spirit of this sword was.

"Need help?" Wang Fusheng asked. This sentence is not polite, but I really want to help Lingjie. The Vientiane Realm suddenly opened up the forces of the Nether Realm and suddenly connected with the Upper Realm. The relationship between the two has also undergone some inexplicable changes, and at this time, helping Lingjie may be helping himself in the future.

"No, I think I should be able to do it alone." Ling Jie smiled and shook his head, although the fairy swords here are extraordinary, but the feeling of resonating with the fairy sword in his heart told him, it should not be difficult for him to get the recognition of this fairy sword, the difficult thing is how to break through the sword pool that guards the fairy sword to go to the side of the fairy sword, and the small sword pools around are definitely not good-looking. The attack power contained in it made Ling Jie smell extremely dangerous, and this Wang Fusheng couldn't help much, because the attack power of two people going to break into the sword pool might be doubled.

"Okay, you go get your fairy sword, and I'll go get mine." Wang Fusheng also felt that if two people created a sword pool together, the attack power of the sword pool was likely to be doubled, so he no longer nodded politely.

"You have a crush on that one?" Ling Jie couldn't help but ask with some curiosity.

"The one in the middle." Wang Fusheng did not hesitate to point to the dragon pattern sword in the middle of the sword pool and said.

Poof! Evil Wind couldn't help but laugh, though he didn't speak. But the look of disdain and ridicule on his face was very obvious, and Xian Xue and Jian Mubai looked at Wang Fusheng with some disdain. Obviously, they all felt the attack power of the small sword pool of the Gongwei Immortal Sword around them. Rushing to the middle to get the fairy sword, there is no doubt that you need to withstand the greatest attack. Even these kings didn't dare to try lightly, Wang Fusheng, a guy who was only at the commander level, ran over, and he was definitely dead or alive.

"Then you have to be careful." Wang Fusheng's goal made Lingjie stunned. However, others felt that Wang Fusheng couldn't rush over, but Lingjie didn't think so. Because he always feels a little unable to see through Wang Fusheng, even if his strength is actually much more powerful than Wang Fusheng. Wang Fusheng nodded and didn't care that the people next to him were about to make a move, but he was just about to enter the sword pool, he turned his head in surprise, and several other people also followed Wang Fusheng's gaze. I found another person coming up.

As soon as this person came up, the entire sword pool trembled, especially the dragon pattern sword in the middle of the sword pool, which made a burst of dragon groans. This made Wang Fusheng frown.

"Haha, could it be that this is my famous sword, the most powerful sword on this sword peak, I feel his call to me." The person who came was none other than Long Changkong. Long Changkong, who was originally blushing and was obviously under great pressure and was about to continue walking upward, suddenly felt that the throbbing of his blood was not going upward, and he came directly to the platform where the sword pool was located.

If Wang Fusheng wanted to take the sword in the middle, it would make Xianxue and the others feel disdainful. Then Long Changkong's words made the three of them change color. Although Long Changkong did not reach the king, as soon as he came up, it resonated with the fairy sword in the middle, which was obvious to them. And if the fairy sword in the middle does not have a sword pool at the peak, it is very likely that it is really the most powerful fairy sword, and it can resonate with the strongest fairy sword. The chances of Dragon Sky getting it are undoubtedly much greater.

"This boy is a little raw, I don't know where he comes from? I don't think I've seen it before. Xian Xue asked with a smile like a flower.

"My mother's clan is the Henggu royal family, and my father's clan is the sea dragon clan." Seeing that Xianxue actually took the initiative to greet him, Long Changkong suddenly felt that his bones were three points lighter.

"Henggu Imperial Family, Sea Dragon Clan?" Xian Xue smiled and nodded, as if thoughtful. "Then I wish Long Gongzi success."

"Thank you Fairy Jiyan, the fairy has taken a fancy to the fairy sword, and I will help the fairy in a while." Long Changkong asked with a very gentlemanly hand. Although the divine light in his eyes was eager to swallow the fairy snow into his stomach, he was even more greedy than the gaze of the evil wind. But Long Changkong looked dignified on the surface.

"Long Gongzi may not know when he first came. You have to do it yourself to take the fairy sword here, otherwise if two people enter a sword pool together, the attack power will be doubled. But I don't need Long Gongzi's help, Long Gongzi may have a helper, and this young man just said that he wants the spirit pattern fairy sword in the middle. Xian Xue said with a smile on her face.

"There are still people who want to take this fairy sword." Long Changkong's face changed for a moment, and he followed Xianxue's gaze. As soon as I got on the platform, I met Xianxue to say hello. He hadn't had time to see who the others were. When he saw Wang Fusheng following Xianxue's gaze, Long Changkong's face showed strong hostility and murderous intent, "Who should I be, it turned out to be the apprentice of Lord Li Shan." But this is the Vientiane Realm, not our world, and Lord Li Shanzhu can't protect you here. ”

"I said you two. One can't wait to go up and strip the other party naked, and do something unscrupulous. A person who knows the other party's intentions and smiles on his face, a match made in heaven for a cheap man and a, if it's okay, go find a place where no one is there to exchange the actions of love action movies, and it's very enjoyable to find me trouble. Wang Fusheng pursed his lips.

Everyone, including the Evil King and Jian Mubai, looked at Wang Fusheng in amazement, they had all seen the poisonous tongue. But I have never seen Wang Fusheng with such a poisonous tongue, and even the evil wind who thinks he is particularly promiscuous maintains the appearance of a humble son in front of Xianxue, but Wang Fusheng directly classified Xianxue into the ranks of, how can they not be stunned.

"You...... You, nonsense. Long Changkong was furious and wanted to kill Wang Fusheng, but suddenly felt an inexplicable warning. That feeling made her know that if he dared to do it here, then it would definitely not be Wang Fusheng but himself who would be killed, which made his face flush with an angry face, and he didn't know how to refute it.

"Long Gongzi can't do it here, so let this young man get away with it for a while. After he goes out, he will be broken into pieces. "Xianxue didn't rush into the crown as angrily as Long Changkong. But the faint eyes even the evil wind and Jian Mubai struck a chill, obviously women are more ruthless than men, he is too much.

"Look at it, even if you are angry, you have to think that this is the same as you, and the dog that can bite people doesn't bark. If it weren't for the fact that you are not allowed to do it here, save you from screaming like this, Lao Tzu will definitely break your neck and calm the world. Wang Fusheng looked at Long Changkong with a look of hatred. Ling Jie stood aside and couldn't help but smile, even Jian Mubai and Evil Wind felt that Wang Fusheng was a talent in terms of poisonous tongues, while Xianxue and Long Changkong were angry with smoke above their heads.

"Prince Wang, I'll go first." Ling Jie saluted Wang Fusheng and took the lead in walking towards the sword pool. Obviously, the argument just now was just a battle of will, whether to be able to obtain the immortal sword from the sword pool and then reach the top. That's the first thing to do now.

As soon as Ling Jie moved, several other people also reacted, and Xian Xue glanced at Wang Fusheng coldly, as if she wanted to remember his appearance. Then he got up and rushed towards the immortal sword he had chosen, and only Wang Fusheng and Long Changkong were left next to the sword pool and did not move.

"Aren't you holding a sword, why are you still standing here?" Wang Fusheng glanced at Long Changkong. There was a defiant look on his face.

"Do you think the agitation method works? If I go in first, will you go in again and let the sword pool double the attack, so that I will die without a place to be buried? Long Changkong looked at Wang Fusheng with a sneer.

"I'm afraid that as soon as I make a move, you won't even have a chance to make a move." Wang Fusheng shook his head and got up and rushed towards the fairy sword in the middle, seeing that Wang Fusheng actually rushed over like this, Long Changkong was stunned for a moment. Obviously, he didn't expect Wang Fusheng to really dare to go in first, and he followed as soon as he gritted his teeth.

As soon as he entered the Sword Pond, Wang Fusheng felt a huge coercion coming from the pavement, as if his soul had suddenly carried a mountain on his back. At the same time, an invisible sword aura surged from all directions, wanting to shatter him into pieces. Just crossed three sword pools. Wang Fusheng's whole body turned into rags, and only the important parts were guarded by a strip of cloth.

"These sword qi should have come from these immortal swords, but aren't they bound here, wanting people to help them get free? Why did he still emit such a sharp sword aura to prevent outsiders from entering? What exactly is the quirkiness hidden in this place? Wang Fusheng couldn't help but look up at the old man sitting there on the top of the mountain.

Advancing another distance Wang Fusheng began to sweat on his forehead, and it was only a third of the way he had walked here, and there were white marks left on his body, which were left by the invisible sword qi, which did not break through his defenses. It just leaves a white mark on the skin. But further on, Wang Fusheng can feel it clearly. These sword qi will definitely be able to break through their own defenses. With the dense Cheng Dù of the invisible sword qi, if he broke through his defenses, it was really possible to split his body with a knife.

"There should be another way. Even if no one makes trouble, with my current strength, I won't be able to walk through. Wang Fusheng couldn't help frowning and glanced at the sword pool behind him. Long Changkong followed behind Wang Fusheng step by step. When Wang Fusheng left a sword pool, he entered that sword pool, these two people were not in the same sword pool, and the attack power of the sword pool was only against one person, and it was not doubled. But Wang Fusheng knew that Long Changkong was waiting for an opportunity, waiting for an opportunity to kill him completely.

Maybe it's the next sword pool, or maybe it's the next next sword pool. In short, when Long Changkong felt that the double attack of the sword pool could kill Wang Fusheng. will definitely rush into a sword pool with Wang Fusheng like a madman. Then he used a secret method to save his life, so that Wang Fusheng was divided by the sword qi, and the hatred in his heart was gone.

Wang Fusheng, who had stopped, looked at a few other people, and Ling Jie was advancing little by little, not fast, but every step was very steady. Sometimes they even stay in the sword pool for a longer period of time. It seems to be adapting to the sword qi in persistence. Jian Mubai was much more direct, holding a heavy sword to cut through thorns, and it seemed that no obstacle could stop his steps. The evil wind has an evil aura on his body, and a picture of countless of your women coming out of the bath is flying around his body.

The sword qi seemed to pour into the scroll, and the water waves in the bath continued to ripple. Some of the women who were wrapped in light veils had keto bodies looming and didn't feel dangerous at all. On the contrary, it feels very obscene, and it seems that the sword qi that entered it has changed from the previous sharpness to a pervert, teasing the woman in the picture scroll in every way.

The white snow-like clothes on Xianxue's body exuded a multicolored light, blocking out all the qiē sword qi. Let her walk calmly and unhindered. However, when he walked into a strange-shaped fairy sword pool, the strange-shaped weapon turned directly into a black giant python and pounced on it, and at this time, the two were fighting back and forth.

"Whether you can leave or not, if you don't go, get out of the way and don't waste time here." Seeing that Wang Fusheng in front of him actually stopped in place, Long Changkong couldn't help but speak. At this time, he was also in rags, although he advanced a sword pool less than Wang Fusheng, but the sword qi in the sword pool made him uncomfortable, and he couldn't last long in such a stalemate.

"If you're in a hurry, you can go first, and I didn't stop you. I don't want to enter a sword pool with me, the sword formation formed by this sword pool is circular, and you go around from the side. Wang Fusheng glanced at Long Changkong, and then seemed to really dare not move forward. actually walked towards the fairy sword in the sword pool where he was, and seemed to be ready to take one.

"It turned out to be a straw bale." Seeing Wang Fusheng's movements, Long Changkong couldn't help but sneer. Seeing Wang Fusheng's sword qi in the sword pool, he began to sit in front of the sword pool fairy sword, as if he was communicating with the fairy sword. Long Changkong gritted his teeth and buried himself in a sword pool next to him, staggering Wang Fusheng in front of him and continuing to move forward.

But when he came to the sword pool next to Wang Fusheng, his face became extremely solemn. Stay where you are, don't dare to move forward. Because he felt that this was already the limit of his body's endurance, and it was very likely that he would be torn apart by the sword qi if he went any further. Long Changkong looked at the dragon pattern fairy sword in the middle of the sword pool with some unwillingness, and his eyes flickered.

"Didn't you say I was a straw bale? You're not a bale of straw to keep going. I'd like to see what it's like to be dismembered by the sword qi. Wang Fusheng, who was sitting in the sword pool, opened his eyes and sneered, and then suddenly stepped forward in Long Changkong's surprised gaze, directly crossed the two sword pools and stopped again. Wang Fusheng glanced back at Long Changkong: "It turns out that this is your limit, if you have the ability, come over and make trouble, I want to see if you die first or I die first." ”

Wang Fusheng stopped just now to think about whether there was any other way, and the other was to see the limit of Long Changkong, and he was always followed by him step by step, undoubtedly leaving a time bomb by his side, maybe it would explode at some point. And now Long Changkong has reached his limit. It is extremely difficult to take another step forward in the sword pool. It was even said that he took two steps to cause trouble for Wang Fusheng. So for the time being, with the threat of Long Changkong, Wang Fusheng was a little safer.

"Bastard, even if I can't get it, I won't make it easy for you." Thinking about the reason for Wang Fusheng's stop, Long Changkong knew that he was being tricked by Wang Fusheng again. This made him look at Wang Fusheng's gaze and couldn't help but become more resentful, and layers of dragon scales began to appear on the skin of the dragon sky.

Rise! Long Changkong turned into a half-dragon, half-human dragon man, and roared in the sky. The rolling dragon moan made all the fairy swords in the sword pool tremble, and the dragon pattern fairy sword in the middle of the sword pool also emitted bursts of dragon groans, as if in response to the dragon sky. The sword qi in the sword pool suddenly became agitated. The attack power instantly increased by a notch.

"What are you crazy about?" A sword and a sword, like a sword that moves forward like a thorn. couldn't help but turn his head angrily and glared at Long Changkong. Ling Jie and Evil Wind's faces were also extremely unkind, and even Xian Xue, who took the initiative to greet Long Changkong just now, frowned. Obviously, the sudden restlessness of the sword pool not only caused a lot of trouble to Wang Fusheng, but also to other people. Everyone looked at Long Changkong with displeasure, they were happy to see Long Changkong and Wang Fu fight to death, but they didn't like to be involved in it and delay in obtaining the fairy sword.

"Why don't you come here again and see if I'm here first. Or are they just going to slaughter you when you get out? A wound appeared on Wang Fusheng's shoulder, although the immortal blood in his body made the wound recover quickly, but the sword qi seemed to have finally found a breakthrough, and all of it gathered towards the location of the wound. Let the wound begin to widen little by little. Wang Fusheng had to reveal the six dragon patterns, and at the same time looked back at Long Changkong defiantly and continued to walk forward.

"Don't make any more trouble. It will definitely take a long time for him to go to the middle. After we get the fairy sword, you can toss it as you want. Looking at the gritted teeth, the dragon sky evil wind warned. Although the other three did not speak, their eyes were already very obvious. If Long Changkong is messing around, and they can't get the fairy sword, they don't mind killing Long Changkong after they go out. Feeling the warning of the others, looking at Wang Fusheng and his provocative gaze, Long Changkong's face turned the color of pig liver.

"Then hurry up." Several people present, except for Ling Jie. The other three Long Changkong really couldn't afford to mess with him, so he had to make a compromise.

"Don't worry, soon, definitely faster than him. Besides, even if he arrives at the place, whether he can be recognized by the fairy sword or not is still two different things. A smile appeared on Xianxue's face, giving Long Changkong a comfort. This comfort undoubtedly made Long Changkong's face look a lot better, and his anxious complexion eased a little. However, although she said so, Xian Xue always had a feeling that the guy who made her hate the root of her teeth itch and wanted to kill was very likely to be recognized by the dragon pattern long sword.

Others began to step up. Even Ling Jie was no exception, although they also had the idea that Wang Fusheng would not necessarily be recognized by the Immortal Sword. But getting your own fairy sword in your hands first is the right topic. Although Lingjie thought about cooperating with Wang Fusheng. But such cooperation must be beneficial to all. At this time, Long Changkong and Wang Fusheng were in a stumbling position, and he naturally needed to protect his interests from being damaged first, and then consider whether to help Wang Fusheng or stand aside and watch the excitement.

Wang Fusheng walked forward step by step, the immortal blood in his body burning, repairing what his body said was good. The sound of a dragon moan in the body was constantly agitated, and the closer it was to the dragon pattern fairy sword, the more excited the dragon bloodline became, and at the same time, the more angry it became. Full of hostility towards the enemy trapped by the Immortal Sword, this was the first time that Wang Fusheng had the feeling of being so hostile to a person with such a dragon bloodline. This made him more and more careful with every step he took.

Poof! A bloody light flashed, and a wound appeared in Wang Fusheng's abdomen, almost cutting off Wang Fusheng. Wang Fusheng's figure flickered. A drop of immortal blood burned to quickly repair the wound, and the figure moved away from the current sword pool and entered another sword pool. As soon as he walked into the sword pool, the fairy sword in the middle of the sword pool turned into a shocking sword and slashed directly at Wang Fusheng's head. Wang Fusheng's figure turned into phantoms and wanted to dodge, but in the end, he was left with a deep wound on his shoulder by the fairy sword.

"You can't go forward, or you'll die." Looking at the three sword pools in front of him, Wang Fusheng, who was already scarred, couldn't help but stop. Seeing that Wang Fusheng stopped his footsteps, Long Changkong, who became more and more anxious as Wang Fusheng continued to move forward, finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although he also thought that even if Wang Fusheng reached the side of the dragon pattern fairy sword, he might not be able to obtain the recognition of the fairy sword, but the dragon patterns rising from Wang Fusheng's body made him feel extremely uneasy. At this time, seeing Wang Fusheng stop, he didn't dare to move forward, so he naturally relaxed a lot.

Wang Fusheng wanted to use the dragon bloodline in his body to communicate with the dragon pattern immortal sword, but in exchange for the result that he was like Long Changkong just now, which made the entire sword pool even more irritable. Although the Dragon Pattern Immortal Sword was screaming and constantly responding to him, it couldn't break free from the restraint at all and flew over directly. Wang Fusheng needs to walk into the sword pool where it is located in order to obtain it. This feeling made Wang Fusheng frown, feeling that there was enough sword qi rippling around him to pierce him, Wang Fusheng's expression was grim.

"Double Dragons Play Pearls!" Wang Fusheng's body was divided into two, one black and one red, two giant dragons jumped up from the sword pool and flew towards the middle sword pool, the dragon pattern fairy sword in the middle of the sword pool seemed to be the dragon ball that Shuanglong was about to compete for. The sudden burst of dragon qi caused the entire sword pool to riot, and all the immortal swords suddenly flew up, sending out a crazy attack on the people who stepped into the sword pool where they were. The dragon scales on the two double-headed bodies, one black and one red, were constantly splashing, and when they crossed the last three sword pools, they were already covered in flesh and blood. (To be continued......)