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Chen Wuxing stared at the person who came, no matter what he was, but that aura was undoubtedly extremely terrifying.
Seeing him, it was like being able to see a god of war fighting and killing in the long river of time.
Invincible! ! !
This person is so strong that it is simply unreasonable. I am afraid that all the people present can't beat him together.
"I don't want to die." Chen Wuxi frowned.
"Hahahaha, I don't want to die, who in the world is willing to die, but how can I tolerate you when you slaughtered the war spirits left by my clan?"
Slaughtering war spirits? Those bloody clothes said that Chen Wuxian and others didn't know their true origins.
However, Liu Liyue mentioned it in her message.
They are actually ancient war spirits.
Adding the words of the person in front of you, it just reflects it.
Chen Wuxian's face remained unchanged, "You are an ancient war spirit, and you want to avenge those blood clothes?"
"No, it's not revenge. They lost to you. They are inferior to others. They deserve it if they die."
The translucent body trembled slightly, and the Qinglong Yanyue Knife burst into saber energy.
Boom!
The ground splits backwards, extending hundreds of feet.
His eyes were blue and deep, and he said lightly: "Now, if I come to kill you, of course you deserve it."
Having said that, he raised the knife over his head and slashed down with all his strength.
The Qinglong Yanyue Knife suddenly became huge, as if it was hundreds of feet long.
This is going to be smashed down, I'm afraid Chen Wuxian and others will also have no bones left!
He said he didn't come for revenge, but his actions didn't make much difference.
Just at this moment, Xiaolan woke up and appeared on Chen Wuxing's shoulder with a whoosh, conveying a thought: "It's such a messy fluctuation, who is making the noise?"
Just as Xiaolan appeared, sparkling light suddenly spread around her, surging upwards, resisting the gigantic Qinglong Yanyue.
"Huh?!" The ancient war spirit's voice was full of curiosity.
He looked at Xiaolan carefully for a few eyes, put away the knife, and smiled, "You can be my knife, not bad."
Looking at the posture, he suddenly forgot the hatred of the blood clothes in his mind.
Everyone: ""
This guy definitely has amnesia.
Although the face of the ancient war spirit was blurred, this kind of person could feel his curiosity.
Those blue eyes have been locked on Xiaolan.
"I would like to ask a question, why would an existence like you want to follow these ants?"
The word ants are quite hurtful, but Chen Wuwu knows that Xiaolan and this ancient war spirit are comparable to the existence of the ninth realm or above, and for them, this is actually a fact.
Buzz
Xiaolan's orchid leaf straightened up suddenly, turning into a sharp sword with the tip pointing at the ancient war spirit.
Without extra words, countless sword qi and sword lights flew out.
Shhhhhhh
Ancient War Spirit: "Afraid you won't succeed?"
He stomped his foot on the ground, dragged the knife upwards, and the fierce wind of the knife swept up the sword energy and light and rushed to the sky.
After a half-second delay, another terrifying crack opened on the ground, bottomless.
However, this one is just his bluff.
His real target is someone else.
The cracks on the ground spread rapidly, spreading all over the feet of every monk, and then there was a burst of suction.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The monks turned into a stream of light and suddenly entered the ground.
Chen Wuxian was among them, and everyone around him was without exception.
At this time, the voice of the ancient war spirit came from above his head: "I told you to slaughter my people, then you will become my people."
Chen Wuxing opened the eyes of the void, but he could only see an endless darkness.
"The eyes of the void failed for the first time." He murmured softly, but couldn't hear what he said.
It seems that no sound can travel in this special place.
However, this state did not last long, and Chen Wuxian's eyes suddenly lit up.
It is not dazzling, but the sight of the eye is shocking.
The bones on the ground were piled up like a mountain, and there was a skeleton that seemed to be able to reach the sky, and there was a blood-red river, every drop of liquid flowing in it was Shura's true blood.
The endless magical weapons are scattered on the ground, some have been rotted with the wind, and some are still magical.?? Shining, some can even fly in the air, attacking everything around them indiscriminately
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Qinglong Yanyue's sword was on the ground, and the ancient war spirit said: "Okay, now there are no ants to disturb our conversation."
Xiaolan floated in mid-air, blankly, ignoring him at all.
The ancient war spirit shook his head, "Don't look, they have entered the real ancient battlefield, ten deaths and no life, and if they want to come out, they must have turned into my clan's creatures."
"You are not living beings, you are just an obsession." Xiaolan regained her senses and retorted with her thoughts.
While Xiaolan was talking, she sensed Chen Wuxian's specific whereabouts.
The ancient war spirit smiled, "You follow him because you think he has good aptitude, but in the long river of time, geniuses are the least worth mentioning, so there is no need to be sentimental."
Xiaolan ignored him again.
Ancient War Spirit: "" Afterwards, he tried various methods, but no matter what, he could not persuade Xiaolan to leave with him.
In the end, he resorted to his trump card: "I can transform you into a human form."
Xiao Lan: "No need, Brother Wu Wu promised me that he would help me change form."
The ancient war spirit was stunned, "You believe him, but you don't believe me?"
Xiao Lan stopped talking.
At this moment, the ancient war spirit felt malicious and was ready to use force.
Suddenly, Xiaolan's body burst into light, and his main body posture was the sky sword Guanglan, and the light suddenly turned into sword light, and the sword light flashed thousands of times.
Swipe, swipe, swipe!
The ancient war spirit blocked it with a horizontal knife, and took this sword skill hard.
However, he came back to his senses in a daze, and saw Xiaolan break through the space with a sword, and fled into the ground with a whoosh.
Looking at the direction, it turned out to be heading towards the ancient battlefield.
You must know that there is a special area between the ancient battlefield and the bloody restricted area. In fact, it is a powerful method-space folding.
That is to say, according to the information given by the bloody Chen Wuwu, Chen Wuxi and others will not be able to go to the real ancient battlefield in their entire life.
But this ancient war spirit sent Chen Wuxi and others inside.
To his great surprise, Xiaolan was able to locate the ancient battlefield, and pierced through the air with a single sword, and followed a little monk in the Nascent Soul Realm.
It's just so wrong!
Promised many benefits, but still unwilling, but took the initiative to pursue a little monk, there must be something tricky in it!
The ancient war spirit looked in the direction Xiaolan left.
"This kind of strange thing in the world is extraordinary. The sword just now was quite amazing. This level of potential is simply a natural talent for sword repair. Why do you still rely on that young man?"
"Is there something I missed?"
Unable to think of an answer, the ancient war spirit looked up at the sky, and the real ancient battlefield was reflected in his eyes.
"Interesting, maybe that boy is worthy of attention, I have to go and have a look."
With a smile in his voice, he swung his knife to cut out a space crack, and then walked into it.
Immediately afterwards, a brilliance flashed across the bloody sky, which was the figure of the ancient war spirit.
He disturbed the stability of the bloody sky, causing a hazy pattern to appear in the sky, which was a corner of the ancient battlefield. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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