In the Qitian Mountains, the crowd gradually left, and they all went to another place, the Lost City and the Dragon Cave.

However, some people have not left this mountain range, and they have cultivated in the mountains to consolidate their cultivation.

For example, after Lin Feng and Han Man’s short-term meeting, Lin Feng gave Xiao Ya to them to take care of them. With the last experience, Lin Feng did not dare to let him see that he and Xiao Ya were too close. This snowy area is bound to have death and injury, and the offender is inevitable, not to mention the torrent of water, if he kills other forces, others will still find him trouble.

If you can't deal with him, you can deal with the people around him.

In the darkness, there is a bit of quietness in the mountains of the Tiantian Mountains. In the cave of the Haotian Mountains, Lin Feng sits cross-legged, his eyes are closed, and there is a faint brilliance on his body. This glory is in the shape of a sword. , through the sharp meaning.

At this time, Lin Feng’s consciousness is immersed in the ridiculous space, only space, loess, and the sword.

A simple sword, a pure sword, except the heavens and the earth, is left with only this sword.

Lin Feng’s consciousness has never left this sword, he let himself fall into it, and completely immersed in it.

There is no vast battle in the sacred era, and there is no endless magical technique in the sacred era. This sword in the absurd space is completely different from the buddha era.

The Buddha Demon Era is to see the battle and evolution of the Buddha and the demon, and to constantly understand and realize the magic of the Buddha.

But this sword, the still sword, can't realize the swordsmanship from it. Lin Feng understands that this sword is to let him leave everything. Only the sword between heaven and earth, what he reflects is the origin of the sword. Return to the beginning.

Sitting cross-legged on the body in the stone cave, a sword is intended to swallow in Lin Feng's body. Moreover, this sword meaning, with Lin Feng Guan Jian, slowly becomes stronger, very slow, there is no sharp sharpness Ling Tianqi, but a little bit stronger.

It seems that after a long time, the body of the sword on Lin Feng began to swallow the real mang, extending out of the body, Lin Feng's body around, as if there are countless swords, swords.

"Hey, hey..."

The swallowing sword sounded a harsh whistling sound, and the strong sword swordsman began to extend to the mountain wall and the top of the cave, and the stone wall was cut. Gradually, the stone wall flashed, and numerous holes appeared. Pierced, and this hole is getting more and more.

What is even more frightening is that the stones that are stabbed by the sword are directly annihilated, turned into dust, and dissipated invisible.

It didn't take long for the cave to float like a layer of smoke and dust.

At this time, outside the cave, above the eight main peaks of the Devil's Field, there is a figure stepping out and stepping into the land where the Devil's Field disappears.

This figure is full of **** brilliance in the eyes, and it is extremely demon in the night.

Standing on the ground, this figure shows a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth, opening his mouth and slamming into the space, and the corpse contained in the dead bodies in the sky is turned into a light smoke, constantly pouring into his mouth. In it, he was swallowed up by him.

The white face of the figure showed a touch of intoxication, it is the corpse of the genius of the snowy genius, the quality is very good.

The corpse entered his body, instantly blended into a terrible whirlpool, and madly flowed, and then turned into a pure evil real power, which gradually enhanced his breath.

The land where the demon gods disappeared, countless sly dark corpses constantly poured into his mouth, raising his cultivation power.

All of this, the other person above the eight main peaks has been watching, witnessing all this, but it looks expressionless, very calm, no accident at all.

"Tianzong's swallowing corpse, the corpse and the real yuan can be transformed into each other, it is enough evil, but these sorcerers, not to be elegant, can not become a climate."

The man was condescending, overlooking the figure below, overbearing and indifferent to spit out a voice, let the people below sneak a sneer.

Zhang mouth violently sucked, suddenly the mass of the corpse was swallowed into the body, above the ground, this is to calm.

"Can't you get into the climate?" Raised his head and looked at the Emperor's Mausoleum in the void in his blood, his eyes revealing an evil meaning.

"The mausoleum, wait until the snow

The domain is bigger than the final battle, I even swallowed you, you may not say this again. "The **** arrogant opening said, everything is empty."

The mausoleum snorted and turned around, stepping across the footsteps and leaving the main peak.

"I wait for you."

Far from the sound, the figure of the Mausoleum was completely immersed in the darkness, but the **** body, but it rose to the sky and returned to a main peak.

At the same time, in the darkness, the Qitian Mountains, a black coffin constantly moving, in a place in the mountain, one person sitting cross-legged to practice, stepping into the shape of a set, a dark coffin without a little bit of interest Appeared beside him, the lid of the coffin slowly opened, and a hand of a scorpion slowly extended out, and then the cultivator directly buckled and pulled into the coffin.

There was a scream of screaming in the darkness, drifting away, and then slowly dissipated until it was calm.

Moreover, not only this place, but also in many places in the Haotian Mountains, the same scene is being staged.

Standing on the main peak, the **** and calm look at all this, the smile on the corner of the mouth is still so evil, pale as a demon.

It is not easy for Tianzhu Zong to come to the city, how can I not take anything away? Some of the people who repaired in the Haotian Mountains are all their nourishment.

At this point, a coffin drifted out of a cave, paused slightly, and then went silently into the cave, into the cave, and surely there is a person practicing.

The coffin quietly opened, and a hand of a scorpion stretched out from the coffin, slowly extending out to the front.

"what……"

The blood of the bright red blooms in the space, and a scream of screaming breaks the silence of the cave. His outstretched hand rushes to penetrate the sword to catch people, but the sword is like a real sword. , tearing his palm directly.

How is it possible that how Jianqi can have such terrible power.

The coffin flew back and wanted to exit the cave, but at this time, an invisible sword mantle shrouded the entire cave, and the silent sword sent a fierce whistling sound, accompanied by the sound of the cymbal, the coffin was sword The gas was torn, and the screams came out. The people in the coffin were also torn into pieces by the sword.

The young figure sitting cross-legged there opened slightly, without any expression, and then closed again, calming down to no hesitation.

And in this cave, the silence was just restored.

Outside the cave, the coffin that was flying in the night seemed to hear the sound here, and could not help but pause slightly. Immediately, the three coffins turned their bodies and turned away in the direction of the scream.

It didn't take long before they came to the cave again.

The three coffins did not immediately float into the cave, but landed outside and stopped.

The cover of the elm was slowly opened, and the three figures climbed out of it. The figure was dry and extremely thin, but the body was covered with evil.

The three men glanced at each other and their bodies plunged into the cave.

Soon, they saw a young figure sitting cross-legged in the cave and seemed to be practicing.

Beside the young people who practiced, a sword wandered in the void, silent, but formed a round of swords, as if the youth's body was enveloped in the sword, so that people can not easily approach.

One of them stepped forward and the palm of his hand lifted slightly. A strong haze of anger lingered in the palm of his hand, and then the palm of his hand trembled. The sullen sigh of sorrow rushed toward the young man of cultivation.

"Hey, hey..."

The sullen gas plunged into the curtain of the sword, and was instantly torn into an invisible smog. It disappeared without a trace, and the eyes of the three were all condensed. The sword contained in the sword was terrible.

The three men looked at each other and then quietly retreated, ready to withdraw from the cave. Although this young man only had five restorations in Xuanwujing, the combat power was absolutely more than that. They did not want to provoke.

"Since it is here, you don't have to leave."

Lin Feng's mouth spit out a voice, and then his eyelids opened again, sharp swordsmanship fierce sword stabbed, as if a real sword bloomed from his eyes, stinging the eyes of the three.