After a long time, the dispute in Wan Jian still didn’t see the result. At this time, suddenly a series of silvery swords sounded from the northeast, which didn’t sound as loud but steady as the whole sword burial noisy dispute; The bell rang like a Hong Zhong Lu in the southeast; In the southwest, dead wood strikes dully; Xuan Bing from the northwest is fragile.
Then the East Dragon and Tiger roared; Due to the south wind and thunder; Due west harp clank …
Four auxiliary three are singing in seven directions, seven strange sounds and seven long swords except the silence in the north!
Blink of an eye, the brilliance is scattered, and the whistling is three hundred miles. All the glory of the sword burial is attributed to this abrupt seven-handle sword.
The Seven Swords have always been before. They don’t show their potential. There is no difference between hide the sword and him … Until now, they have suddenly appeared and suppressed all the restlessness.
There is still no movement in the north. I think the "sword king" in the north has long been picked by predecessors.
Whoosh, a red eye jumped out of the coffin and forgot that he was still in deep danger. His eyes were as red as if he were about to drip blood. He clenched his teeth, clenched his fists, bowed himself and said, "Mom, they are really well hidden!"
Chapter one hundred and fifty-one Never enter reincarnation
Seven swords sang strangely and stopped, and Yin Tian’s three swords also closed at the same time, but the momentum of both sides did not disperse
The sword burial is abrupt and quiet. It is difficult for outsiders to understand it. Only the red eyes can see through a little red eyebrows and lock Su Jingdao’s face. After that, he drilled back into his coffin and suddenly poked his head out and asked Su Jing, "Why don’t you come in and squeeze together?"
Dianhua and willy also know that they have caused great trouble this time, and they dare not speak for a long time. At this moment, they smell speech and willy quickly said, "Dianhua and I squeeze a coffin." Dianhua continued to interface "Make room for Su Qiang … give us Su Dage."
Su Jing didn’t respond to his mind’s eye. When he was fighting for the sword, he was indifferent to the soul of the sword in the evening, until the seven sword kings appeared, and they swam around with the awakening of the meridians. What did the sword mean to Su Jing?
At this time, the "communication" of the cliff swordsmanship came to an end, just as the seven swords were judged by the red eyes. Once again, they sang and sang at the same time, and the murderous sword burial was loud again. But this time, it was not Wan Jian’s whistling, but the firm but gentle generate evoked fenglei’s roar!
Rumbling and rumbling, the whole sword grave is shaking rapidly! Every handle of hide the sword is slowly stoned by the sword king’s order, and the blade is slowly but definitely pulled out.
All monks are desperate, and the doom is irreversible.
It is at this moment that Su Jing suddenly raised my hand and hit a fire. As soon as the real fire enchanting in the dark world appeared, it reflected Su Jingying’s shadow behind Su Jingying’s shadow before the fire and projected it on a rock.
His foot is a shadow, yes, but it’s not a figure. It’s a sword shadow!
Su Jing projected that the sword soul shadow, the ghost sword and the night shadow appeared, and then its sword sound swept across four people, four people at a time or five people? Hum a tune together.
The deja vu tone makes Su Jing somewhat trance-like and melodious. When the blue lantern is in the background, the carving girl eats noodles and sings that one!
It is melodious and gently fluttering, which will not be louder than a piece of Ye Er falling, and it will not even disturb the birds; But it’s also true that the sword burial has swept across the square, and the wind and thunder are rolling, so the tone rings and the moment disappears.
However, the unfinished shadow of this battle can deter Wan Jian, but it still can’t stop the seven-handle sword king "zither" from ringing in the east. The sword is whistling in the flute, earning an inch and leaping out of the cliff. The blade is green and leaves four words, and the ancient seal is clearly engraved.
When one sword moves, the other six kings move, but when the sword moves together, thousands of hide the sword moves again, and the sword burial is manic, and it can’t be suppressed by the shadow slaughter at night!
Hum slowly and sing the sword. Even Su Jing can’t feel the mood of Tu’s night. The ghost seems to be rooted in the immediate dilemma. It seems that it is singing and singing everything by itself …
Suddenly, another sound came from the shadow of the earth, and Tu Ye’s "humming" was also dull and hoarse. It was not as lifelike as Tu Ye’s, but like a broken leather, which made people feel suffocated and uncomfortable in their ears. But this ugly sound just echoed Tu Ye in vain.
There was an earthquake for a moment
No longer ordinary trembling, real landslides and rocks!
Visible to the naked eye, the roads burst through the cracks in the rocks, struggling to grow and spreading wildly as if they were alive. In a blink of an eye, they jumped from one inch to ten feet, then one hundred feet and three thousand feet. After two breaths, the cliffs in three hundred miles collapsed!
The order of sword mining in the sword burial was not built immediately after the fall of Jiangshan and sword domain. I don’t know how many battles have taken place around this treasure-house in hide the sword in ancient times. Both the unscrupulous people have launched huge spells to completely destroy the sword burial, and some people want to crack the cliff and seize the sword, but no matter what kind of power spells, they can destroy even a small stone.
At the moment, it’s splitting on its own.
What’s even more surprising is that the 300-mile cliff is not a stone-it’s just a layer of two-foot thick stone skin. When the shell breaks, it reveals black soil.
It was the collapse of the stone shell that kept the soil motionless, and the one from more than a thousand monks, who could suppress the exclamation, sounded someone, several people and the dead in the soil with the fragmentation of the stone skin!
Sit tight, white robes, dead bodies. This sword burial number hide the sword usually inserts into these corpses through the stone skin.
A sword stands in a corpse.
Who can believe, who dare to believe that the truth of the sword burial is like this …
The sword is not to nail the corpse and kill it. On the contrary, the sword guards the corpse.
These bodies are thousands of brothers in sword domain, Jiangshan, who did not enter reincarnation after their death, but put their souls in the Excalibur they held before their death. No wonder hide the sword here is full of aura and is not subjected to sacrifice. It is recognized that they will return to the old nest after the death of the sword master!
Master Shenguang is wrong. These swords may not be alive, but they are by no means dead.
But what happened to sword domain’s brother who refused to reincarnate and wanted to be trapped in a lonely city for generations! Will they get up again one day? What are they going to do when they get up?
That’s what they have to do to abandon reincarnation!
Unfinished vision
In the corner, a corpse, a sword, and dozens of feet of Fiona Fang soil suddenly surged up like a spring. That ugly is more and more clear than humming … A sword rises slowly from the ground.
But … Is this really a sword? The body of the sword is twisted, rusted, ugly in color and sharp-edged. It is a sword rather than a poker.
Let alone Su Jing, everyone has never seen such an ugly sword.
Humming the ugly sword shadow and killing each other at night, the sword has no expression, but the rhyme is hidden in the singing, which is a tacit understanding of old friends.
After the ugly sword appeared, the sword burial mania quickly subsided, and even the king of the seven swords was quiet and quietly returned to his original place. Although he was still gaining momentum, the undead hostility dispersed by less than 70%
From the accident, Yin Tian’s three swords are "poor horizontal". If you really want to fight, they will be destroyed. Seeing each other’s hostility decline, the three swords will also converge. Look at the opportunity to greet one or three corpses at the two brothers, and at the same time, they will be tempted to take back the three swords.
Several hide the sword went back to standing quietly on the corpse, waiting for thousands of years again. There were two epees humming and humming softly.
After another cup of tea, the strange tune ended with the sound of a feather flying, and the shadow of the sword reflected on the ground swayed a few times, so it dissipated. Su Jing was busy watching the slaughter of the sword soul and went back to sleep at night, but the shiny blade was completely dim.
The ugly sword didn’t return to the soil, but it was suspended and motionless.
Red eyes jumped out of the coffin regardless of the hand wound … Pushing Su Jing’s lower back on tiptoe "Go and get it!"
On the way of flying forward, Su Jing carefully walked around the ground and came to the ugly sword and tried to reach out and hold the hilt … When the sword started, I felt abnormal and picked up a dead branch by the roadside.
It’s another bright sword tomb with a big sky after breathing.
A catastrophe finally ended, and everyone was really relieved at this moment.
Relax and think back to what happened just now. Even Su Jing is confused. When Qing Chan, Zi Xiao Shang and others looked at each other, there was not much left, and it was even more urgent to delay for so long. There was nothing to say. Everyone dispersed and continued to look for their flying swords.
The three corpses felt a smile beside Su Jing. "Su Qiang, congratulations on getting a good sword!"