Chapter 269: Dragon Bone Heavenly Pillar (Medium)

The sword in Wu Luo's hand was still there, slowly raised it and pointed to the sky, and he didn't see any movement, the brilliant sword light rose from the sword body, and the sword light was like a practice, and it slashed in the white mist above his head, as if a sharp blade cut through the rice paper, and the dense white mist suddenly cracked a gap.

A violent air rushed up from the crowd, roaring out of the rift, quickly tearing the rift to a huge size.

Just a blink of an eye, the surrounding white fog was all lost, after the white fog, a huge and incomparably large copper drum phantom slowly dissipated, everyone could see clearly, above the copper drum phantom, there were mysterious spiritual texts everywhere, everyone was in the belly of this copper drum, and there was an obvious crack above the head.

At this moment, everyone suddenly realized: "I see!"

Wu Qianshou was really convinced by Wu Luo this time. Wu Luo is young, can he be born with a knew, why does his combat experience seem to be more profound than that of his old guys who have lived for thousands of years?

None of them could see that their gang had actually broken into the belly of a copper drum, and no matter how much they tossed in the belly of the copper drum, they couldn't escape. Don't look at Wu Luo's previous sword to look at the world, defeating the eight-sided copper drum. But in fact, if it wasn't for the last sword, he still lost.

It's no wonder that when the Lingwen disappeared, he still had a mocking look on his face.

How did Wu Luo see it? There was also the sword that cut through the copper drum, without a trace of fireworks, almost natural, as if the crack was already there, Wu Luo just pointed at it casually and found it.

This kind of magic skill is unheard of even by Wu Qianshou.

Wu Luo himself knew in his heart that the "guidance" before the Blue Butterfly Mark had already played a role, and the last sword proved that he had made great progress in the way of the sword.

In fact, when Wu Luo was in the underground world, the way of the sword had already reached the pinnacle of this world, but it was only because of the fetters of this world's vision that it was difficult for him to break through this realm. With a slight touch of the Blue Butterfly Mark, Wu Luo immediately sublimated.

Wu Luo recalled those terrible memories in the Blue Butterfly Seal, obviously there was more than one sword path, but such a powerful existence, why was he willing to lie dormant in his body?

In the previous life, Wu Luo was also a peerless powerhouse, empathy, even he, would never be willing to stay in a person's body honestly, give up all his thoughts, and fulfill that person.

Not to mention the Blue Butterfly Mark?

The uneasiness in his heart grew deeper and deeper, but unfortunately there was no time for him to examine the beautiful mark on Xiōng's mouth now.

The Lingwen bronze drum is like a twilight in the sun, gradually dissipating, and in front of everyone's eyes, it is a clear and clear.

At a glance, there was no obstacle within dozens of miles, and just ten miles away, there was a huge Lingwen bronze drum, and there was a person trapped in the copper drum, it was Li Yundong.

Li Yundong does not have the Divine Sword Heavenly Awakening, and he does not have the Blue Butterfly Mark, even if his strength has reached the peak that this world can achieve, it is still useless.

The sound of the eight-sided copper drum was like a sea, which shook Li Yundong and was covered in blood and embarrassed.

Zheng Xinghún shouted "Master" and rushed over.

The Lingwen Bronze Drum was powerful inside, but it was extremely easy to break through from the outside, as soon as Zheng Xinghún's six giant knives came out, it didn't take much effort to break the Lingwen Bronze Drum and rescue Li Yundong.

Li Yundong was indeed seriously injured, and even had three criss-crossing wounds on his face. When he saw everyone, he couldn't even speak, just nodded slightly, then took out the elixir and swallowed it, and meditated on the spot.

Everyone has injuries on their bodies, and they also hurry up to treat them. I can't move forward for the time being.

Xiang Yanyan looked at Li Yundong, Zheng Xinghún's master and apprentice, and Qiu Renhu on the side, very unhappy.

"It's a shame......"

Wu Qianshou was also annoyed: "These three shameless wastes!"

As soon as Qiu Renhu and Zheng Xinghún encountered danger to their lives, they immediately did not hesitate to take refuge under Wu Luo's wings, and Li Yundong was down-and-out at this time, regardless of the previous crowd everywhere, and honestly followed Wu Luo's side. These three people are really a raccoon dog, and things gather like each other.

Wu Luo had other plans in his heart.

Li Yundong's master and apprentice are really annoying, and Qiu Renhu is not a good thing. After returning from Northern Xinjiang this time, Wu Luo was ready to settle the debts of the previous life. The two who bore the brunt of the attack, Song Jianmei and Lin Juefeng. Song Jianmei not to mention, Lin Juefeng and Zheng Xinghún are close friends, and Jiuzhi Mountain and Taiyīn Mountain are also strong alliances.

The death of Zheng Xinghún's master and apprentice was also of great help to his revenge plan.

Wu Luo's mind turned and looked at Zhu Qingjiang on the side. My father-in-law was not seriously injured, and he was already well after breathing, and he was wiping the blood on his face with a damp cloth.

Wu Luo walked over, the two whispered, and Zhu Qingjiang just nodded slightly.

An hour later, after a brief rest, the group set out again.

The bronze drums on both sides were destroyed, and the place where everyone stopped was at the foot of a mountain. The place was unpredictable, and everyone considered it to be safer, so instead of going straight over the mountain, they went around the side and passed through the valley on one side of the mountain.

The road was uneventful, the peaks were bare and devoid of any vegetation. The valley was also dead silent, and not a single ant was seen along the way.

Stepping on the sand and gravel in the valley, there was a monotonous rattling sound under my feet, and after walking for two hours, the long valley was still nowhere to be seen. Zhu Qingjiang stopped and said: "It looks safe here, let's rest first, heal everyone's injuries, maybe there will be a fierce battle out of the valley." ”

After only resting for an hour before, everyone did not fully recover, especially a seriously injured person like Li Yundong, who was already a little unable to support it, Zhu Qingjiang's proposal was opposed by five people, and immediately everyone set up camp, each releasing their own magic weapons, some were a small tent, some were an upside-down celadon bowl, and some were seven or eight array pillars inserted on the ground, all of them sealed themselves inside, took the elixir, and meditated attentively.

On the contrary, Wu Luo was the least injured, and Wu Luo was in charge of taking care of them, and the other three didn't need to worry about anything at all.

There is no sunrise or sunset here, and everyone rests for a full eight hours, one by one, and then they set off.

There was always an end to the long valley, and after four more hours, a wide valley finally came out of the front. From a distance, the white smoke outside Taniguchi drifted and turned, like snowflakes in the wind.

Everyone was apprehensive, and before they reached the valley mouth, they stopped, and Mu Quanyang asked, "Mr. Xiang, shouldn't there be any spiritual texts in there?"

Xiang Yanyan used a trick, but the white mist did not react, and everyone was relieved. ro@。