28. Jinghong Sword Shadow(1/3)
Just as Li Yijian and others broke out of the dark room in the danger of thousands of snakes dancing.
At the center of the ruins where the shading stone wall was hidden, accompanied by the rustling sound of impact, the ten-foot-long snake king also brought Donglingjun to this place.
"Go."
Dongling Jun landed lightly on the ground, turned around and reached out to touch the cold scales of the snake king, he said:
"Closing the remains, no one is allowed to leave!"
"Hiss, hiss"
The Snake King spitted a blood-red letter and hovered up along the smooth wall of the cave. His huge body quickly disappeared into the shadow behind him as he swayed.
It is not a monster.
It's just a alien species like a crested eagle or a five-color poisonous toad.
In the era of spiritual energy, these alien species may also achieve great achievements. Unfortunately, in the thousand years when spiritual energy has not existed, let alone the mortal body has faded.
Even the supernatural in the body has degenerated into distortion.
According to Donglingjun, thousands of years ago, these alien monster snakes were real dragon-like spirit beasts.
However, using the Penglai secret method, it has been stored in Taihang Tiankeng for more than 20 years, and has also allowed these alien strange snakes to build huge settlements.
Today, he was driven by Donglingjun, and relying on his tough physique, he forced the heroes of the world to be unable to raise their heads.
This is the foundation of the thousand-year heritage.
Dong Lingjun held the whisk and carried the ancient sword on his back. With the ribbon flying behind him, he walked into the stone chamber in front of him.
The moment he stepped into it, there was a huge broken dragon stone that fell from the passage behind, and a huge rock weighing a thousand pounds fell down, completely breaking the only way out of the passage.
"Oh, Dongling Immortal Lord."
Shen Qiu's voice sounded from the end of the stone chamber. Dong Lingjun looked up and saw Shen Qiu wearing a black shirt sitting cross-legged above the shaking stone wall, with a silent seven-star shaking knife on his knees.
He also stretched out his hand and shook Dong Lingjun, greeting him like a friend.
"After having sex in Liaodong, I'll be fine."
Donglingjun did not answer.
Perhaps the original owner of this body knew Shen Qiu and was somewhat social.
But he didn't know him, nor did he care.
Around this stone chamber, mountain ghosts and Hua Qing also stood up from their hiding place. The three of them surrounded Dongling Jun in the center and stared at him.
Seeing that Dong Lingjun was very silent, Shen Qiu stood up.
As if he suddenly realized, he patted his forehead, tilted his head, and said to Dongling Jun below:
"Well, Mr. Shen forgot."
"The one who knows me is the real Donglingjun.
You should have died a thousand years ago, but you were panting and refused to fall back into the grave. The lonely ghost with a disgusting and decay all over your body doesn't know me."
The voice echoed in the stone chamber, full of contempt, disdain and disgust.
But Dongling Jun still had no expression.
He was like a person watching a stage play, looking at Shen Qiu under the mask, watching his performance with interest.
He is full of confidence.
This faith does not come from the knowledge of thousands of years, nor does it come from the pride of a true cultivator.
This confidence comes from strength.
If it weren't for another ghost and god Ren Hao coming here, or the Big Dipper Star Lord Zhang Moye, he would have destroyed these three people in front of him at will.
Just a group of self-defeating clowns.
"Then let's introduce yourself."
Shen Qiu took something out from behind.
The dark iron-filled sword is not good-looking, just like iron fibers, and is locked in Shen Qiu's hand, very calm.
"I am Shen Qiu, the left demon, and a disciple of the Lu family."
Chen Qiu held Chengying back and jumped down from the stone wall, landed five feet in front of Donglingjun, standing in front of Zhaoying's stone wall.
He put the black sword in his hand into the dents of the swordsmanship figures on the stone wall.
"Click"
Just like the key fell into the lock core, amid the sound of the huge rocks when the mechanism was activated, dust splashed out slowly as the stone wall swayed, and the ground swayed, he turned around and showed a cold smile to Donglingjun.
He said:
"I'm a man who kills immortals!"
"boom"
The echoing sound of a giant beast swallowing water sounded in the void behind the stone wall, and followed by a gust of wind.
Weird wind.
Chen Qiu was dancing with his hair. When the light wind appeared, it quickly filled every inch of the stone chamber. The heavy dragon-breaking stone could not stop the wind from dispersing.
The dust in the stone chamber was blown up and swayed endlessly at the feet of Donglingjun.
Dong Lingjun, who had been expressionless before, now opened his arms and raised his head, as if he was lying in the most comfortable warm water, making a comfortable moan.
This feeling of cleaning the soul and body, this feeling of being floating in the air, this wind, this familiar wind
There will be no mistakes.
Aura.
This is pure aura.
It is hidden deep in the deepest part of the immortal sect ruins. After this illuminated stone wall, it is like other secret realms of immortal sects. The Taihang Immortal Gate also uses formations to store the last trace of spiritual energy from a thousand years ago.
Unfortunately, the stone wall is opened and the formation is cut off, and these spiritual energy will soon dissipate between heaven and earth.
Just like a clear spring, it cannot water the entire world of thirsty and cracks, it will disappear just like it was a thousand years ago.
Infiltrate this world and disappear completely.
"Zhu Xian?"
Under Donglingjun's mask, a chuckle came from a chuckle.
He looked at Chen Qiu, then looked at the other three people, and he said:
"Just you guys?"
There was no sarcastic expression in his tone, as if he was explaining a fact to the ants who were trapped in a car by a mantis arm.
"Of course it's not just us."
Chen Qiu laughed and took out the Chengying Sword from the dent of the stone wall. He shook his wrist and played a sword flower in front of him, just like a flagpole dancing forward.
When the sword blade was placed horizontally, more than a dozen black shadows rushed out from behind the stone wall.
Those dark shadows are weird.
Each has a complete body, but it is full of a light and vain. The body is composed of black shadows, like a resentful spirit.
But everyone has the same weapon in their hands.
Chengying!
The Taoist instrument inherits shadow.
This is the most valuable thing among the Taihang Immortal Sect ruins. The Jinghong Sword Shadow, which was sealed thousands of years ago, is used for the inheritance of the Immortal Sect.
Each master of Chengying Sword must enter the back of the Zhaoying Stone Wall.
This is a trial and a teaching.
By comparing sword techniques with these sword shadows, we can understand the supreme secret technique of the Taixing Immortal Sect, the Yueque Sword Classic.
The sword shadow flashed out instantly, and the calm Donglingjun's face changed drastically.
He immediately flew back and more than a dozen Chengying sword blades rose. In just a moment, dozens of cracks were cut out from all directions.
The sword shadows of the Master Chengying Swordsman of all generations have no intelligence. Once released, they will attack everyone nearby.
This is also the last defensive method of the Immortal Gate ruins.
As long as the spiritual energy does not completely dissipate, these sword shadows can continue to kill.
After all, it is a secret technique of the Immortal Sect, which will avoid the Lord of Chengying Sword. If he wants to kill without saying anything, then the Immortal Sect inheritance would have been cut off hundreds of years ago.
There is also spiritual energy here, and these sword shadows from thousands of years ago are not as powerful as the original body.
But the power of the sword is above the heavenly list.
"Clang"
To be continued...