Chapter 587: Spirit Race Protoss
The sword rain is like a tide, and the attack is fierce, as if the mountain is splitting the ground.
However, Han Chao raised his head quietly and did not hide, and between Zhenyuan's agitation, the green shirt on his body radiated a bright light.
Rumble.
The rain of swords came down violently, like a waterfall, bombarding Han Chao's body.
In an instant, the jingle was endless, and the sparks were brilliant and gorgeous, submerging Han Chao's whole person and wrapping it into a white sword cocoon.
Countless snow swords catapulted out of the cocoons of the swords, soaring into the sky, or plunging into the mountain walls of the earth and chasm.
With a wave of the old man's phantasmatic hand, the snow sword as thin as a cicada's wings shot again, condensing into a rain of swords in the sky, wave after wave, bombarding the sword cocoon.
The speed is faster! The sword light is even sharper!
This wave of continuous sword rain lasted for a long time!
"It's almost, the attack of the sword array is nothing more than this, even my scalp can't be broken, that barren stone is indeed a magical treasure, and it makes people's physical defenses so strong!"
Suddenly, Han Chaoyun's light voice came from the sword cocoon.
As soon as the words fell, a figure in a green shirt rushed out like a dragon, stepped into the sky, and slapped out with a big palm, as if it was about to move mountains and seas!
There was a bang.
The earth was shattered by his foot, and the palm that was slapped out was so powerful that it directly shot a hundred-foot-large air handprint in the air, hitting the wave of sword rain that fell in the sky.
In an instant, the sword rain sprayed like a dragon was scattered by a palm, and the snow sword flew in all directions, shooting in all directions.
The situation is like a snowball being shot out by a palm, and the snowflakes are flying in all directions.
At this moment, a trace of golden lightning popped out from Han Chao's cuff and shot at a snow sword.
The powerful thunder power exploded, directly shattering this snow sword. The next moment, the incomparably strong current carried a terrifying high temperature, melting the snow sword, like a candle melting.
Immediately after, this golden arc jumped out and hit the other snow sword, jumping non-stop.
In the blink of an eye, the golden arc flashed tens of thousands of times, connecting into a chain of lightning chains, connecting all the shattered snow swords together.
Bang bang, bang bang.
Thousands of snow swords cracked, melted, and turned into thousands of colored spiritual lights floating in the air.
"Trespasser, die!"
At this time, the illusory eyes of the old man in black were empty, and he raised his hand again, and the Heavenly Snow Sword flew up with his fingers, blasting towards Han Chao in mid-air.
The power is up three points again!
"If it weren't for the urgency of time, I would really like to try your infinitely powerful sword formation!
Seeing the infinite sword light shooting, Han Chao fought the spring thunder with his tongue, and roared out with a burst of Tianyuan thunder.
The sound waves of the jellyfish visible to the naked eye condensed, turning into earth-destroying waves and exploding, blowing up the snow sword in the sky and blowing it up.
Just when the snow sword light was chaotic, Han Chao stepped into the sky again, and his body skyrocketed!
In the blink of an eye, he turned into a berserk demon ape wearing cyan armor, standing on the chasm, copying out with his big hand, as if entering the sea to catch the moon, stretching out the sky to pick up the stars, and grabbing thousands of snow swords in his palm.
A kneading.
Click, click, a crisp sound sounded, and thousands of snow swords were crumpled into a ball of ice slag and rotten iron by the demon ape. With the lightning strike, this mass of ice slag and rotten iron melted, and collapsed into a colorful phantom.
It's so terrifying, the demon ape opened the bow left and right, probed it with his big hand, grabbed the waves of sword light in his hand, kneaded it into a ball, and was annihilated by the golden lightning thunder.
The kung fu of the two teas, the square is thousands of feet, there is no snow sword, the phantom of the old man in black stands in the air, and the figure is slowly illusory and fades away.
Finally, there was a 'pop' sound, and it disappeared unwillingly.
Han Chao has broken the formation!
"Let's go! The movement here is a bit loud, maybe it will provoke someone in the mound!" Looking around, Han Chao's thoughts moved, he gathered his blood and qi, turned back into a human form, grabbed the heavenly phantom spirit in his hand, and flew up directly, shooting towards the other side of the chasm.
The formation is broken, and the forbidden air magic circle naturally does not exist.
"Han Chao, someone is here! Huh...... It turned out to be a spirit race and a god race? No! How could this spirit race and the god race be mixed together? In the Taixu Immortal Palace, isn't there a god tomb between the spirit realm and the god domain?"
With a mysterious fluctuation sweeping, the phantom sound rang out.
A little suspicious.
The Spirit Protoss?
Han Chao raised his eyebrows, Zhenyuan urged, and the Tianluo magic robe appeared on his body, constricting all the aura around him, and quietly lurking in the direction of the comer.
Since the illusion did not say the realm of the people, it is naturally below him, and it is not worth worrying.
Soon, he saw two people, a man and a woman, standing on a huge Fang Tian painting halberd inserted into the sky, looking into the distance.
Approaching the past, Han Chao saw the faces of the two clearly, and cultivated.
Standing on the sharp blade to the left of Fang Tian's halberd was a young man in a gorgeous brocade robe, seventeen or eighteen years old, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, quite handsome, wearing a purple gold jade crown, exuding a sharp aura all over his body.
Like him, with the spirit of striving for courage, this person is also a martial artist!
Observed with the naked eye, although his cultivation is in the True Yuan Realm, his blood and qi are strong, and he is about equal to Han Chao's strength of seventy percent!
In other words, he can fight with the power of four thousand seven hundred dragons!
Talented!
Take a closer look, there is a blood-red secret spell circulating on his left earlobe, mysterious and weird, he is a member of the Spirit Clan!
On the other side of Fang Tian's halberd, there was a girl in blue clothes, about fifteen or sixteen years old, holding a double-ringed flying fairy bun, melon seeds showing her face, her facial features were delicate and snow-white, and her eyes were rippling with gentle autumn waves, like a little jasper next door.
Her blood and qi are not far behind, and she also has sixty percent of Han Chao's, and she can play the power of four thousand dragons, and her cultivation is the true Yuan realm.
On her forehead and eyebrows, a vermilion Protoss rune shone brightly.
"Sister Ayi, this chasm sword array is stimulated, I'm afraid that someone from the demon clan has broken into the mound, do you want to go over and see it?"
At this time, the brocade-robed young man squinted his eyes and looked at the chasm in the distance, revealing his essence.
"No need!"
The girl in blue clothes gently stroked the green silk and said softly: "Now that the sword formation has no reaction, it means that the person who broke into the formation died inside, or that person broke through the formation!
"Okay!
The brocade-robed boy nodded, turned around, and flew into the sky with a kick, and the sword flew away.
Immediately, the girl in blue flicked her sleeves and summoned a blood-red big knife, which shot out with the big knife, and disappeared in Han Chao's eyes in a few blinks.
After they left, Han Chao floated in the air and fell into a deep groan.
The relationship between the two is familiar, if it is not an exception, then it is obvious that the Spirit Race and the God Race have joined forces! The question is, is the Demon Clan kept in the dark, or is it well aware of this but pretending not to know?
"Tut, the muddy waters of the Taixu Immortal Palace are getting muddy and muddy! But that's fine, fishing in the troubled waters, the greater my chance of winning the immortal recipe!"
Han Chao nodded secretly in his heart, and floated up, wanting to pass Fang Tian's halberd and chase in the direction where the boy and girl disappeared.
He wanted to capture a person and ask for the entrance to the spiritual realm!
At this moment, all of a sudden, the sharp blade on which the young man in the right brocade robe was standing suddenly exploded, shooting out a blood-red secret spell in all directions.
Spirit Secret Spell!
"Exposed!"
Caught off guard, a thought flashed in Han Chao's heart, and the golden electric light around his body burst out, wrapping him in a golden electric cocoon.
Cracking sound.
The blood-red spell collided with the golden arc and exploded with a powerful force that was enough to destroy the mountain and destroy the city!
At this moment, the sword light and sword light shot out from the sky, several ups and downs, swept thousands of feet away, one left and one right, and the qi machine was firmly locked on Han Chao's body.
"Sister Ayi, you really didn't guess wrong, there are really people hiding and peeking left and right, fortunately, I left a small secret spell Yuan Explosion Technique!"
The brocade-robed young man's eyes flashed, and his blood and qi were rushing.
The air around him was shaken open by the powerful and terrifying blood qi, forming a brief vacuum.
"Just because my rune sensed it, I vaguely guessed that there was someone, and sure enough! But you have to be careful, this person is afraid that his strength is extraordinary!"
On the other side, the girl in blue frowned, and the jade lotus snow arm appeared a faint gold, and a powerful, ancient aura descended.
She activated the Body of the Old God!
"Oh, do you want to fight me?"
At this time, the blood curse was extinguished, and Han Chao dispersed the golden electricity around him, revealing his face from his previous life, and his expression was extremely calm.
In the center of the eyebrows, the gilded rune is shining.
"Huh, you're a Protoss?"
"What are you doing here?"
Seeing the rune on Han Chao's forehead, the brocade-robed boy and the blue-clothed girl were both stunned, their hostility dissipated by three points, and they asked suspiciously.
"No other, just collect some phantoms! Why, is this also a violation of the law?"
Han Chao shook off his robe, stood with his hands in his hands, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and a sneer appeared: "If you violate the law, you can arrest me back, don't worry, I will never resist!"
"Hmph! The Phantom Divine Soldiers in this Soldier Grave are incarnated by the corpses of my Spirit Clan, and you are here to destroy the Phantom Divine Soldiers and collect the Phantom Spirits, have you been allowed to do so? Moreover, it is an unforgivable sin for you to activate the sword array in the chasm and destroy the snow sword in that sword array!"
Hearing this, the brocade-robed young man's expression turned cold, revealing a trace of anger.
"No, no, no, I didn't do that sword formation!"
When Han Chao heard this, he shook his head again and again and denied: "I also heard the movement, come and take a look, and by the way, see if there is a corpse to touch! Hehe, I really touched a good thing! You guys are late! How about it, do you want to buy it? For everyone's sake, how about selling it to you cheaply!"
As he spoke, he flipped his palm, and a green barren stone emerged.
This dripping green stone is the one of the little yellow squirrel, and now it is borrowed and pretended.
Sure enough, as soon as the best barren stone came out, half of the doubts on the faces of the two disappeared.
"Clansmen, this is the Soldier Tomb of the Spirit Clan, you better go back! Although the Spirit Clan is friendly with my Clan, there are still many people in the Spirit Clan who are hostile to the God Clan, if they are allowed to see it, you are afraid that there will be a lot of trouble!"
At this time, the girl in blue clothes spoke up.
She dispersed the body of the ancient god, her willow eyebrows tightened, and she seemed to have strong concerns.
As soon as the words fell, five sword lights shot out from the sky in the distance, and between the thunderbolts, they blasted over in a few clicks, revealing a team of black-clothed monks.
Immediately, the young man in the brocade robe and the girl in the blue robe both changed their faces and were very dignified.
"Let's go!"
The girl in blue immediately transmitted the voice and reminded Han Chao.