Chapter 308 Fairy Sword
Liang Yan is very clever. He has been paying attention to his surroundings before. At this moment, the entire cave has been sealed with a golden barrier by the owner of the Tomb of the Dead. It is impossible to break through with his strength. . The abyss downstream of Wusheng River is his only way out now.
As the saying goes, risk your life and survive. Although Liang Yan doesn’t know what dangers there are in the Wusheng River, with his own strength and Lao Jin’s condition, it is absolutely impossible for him to face this golden elixir realm monk head-on. The enemy, not to mention that he also has an emperor's corpse who is also in the Golden Core realm!
"I can only take a gamble!"
Liang Yan thought to himself, and at the same time raised his escape speed to the limit, and in about three breaths, he reached the edge of the Wusheng River. , then opened a protective spiritual shield, and plunged into the Wusheng River without looking back.
Plop! With a sound, as Liang Yan jumped into the river, an endless feeling of exhaustion suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, and then a soft and numb tingling started from his limbs and spread throughout his body.
“Oops!”
Liang Yan’s heart skipped a beat, and he had a vague feeling of bad premonition.
The next breath, the spiritual power in his body began to disappear rapidly. In just a blink of an eye, the spiritual power that originally filled his limbs and bones dissipated without a trace.
Liang Yan was shocked and subconsciously wanted to turn over and stand up from the river, but the turbid river water seemed to have an indescribable tearing force, as if there were thousands of hands at the bottom of the river. They all grabbed his limbs unwillingly and dragged him towards the bottom of the river.
Liang Yan turned his head and looked at the bottom of the river, only to see thousands of twisted human faces, each face full of pain, unwillingness and resentment. Just some were wailing, while others were staring at themselves with excitement, as if they were expecting themselves to become one of them!
"Hahaha! Boy, you are so smart that you are fooled by your cleverness!"
Although the middle-aged man and his emperor's corpse are still in Lao Jin's cage, seeing Liang Yan jumped into the river, but couldn't help laughing: "No life river, no life river! Of course there is There is no life in death! You kid jumped into the river. Isn’t that too long?”
Liang Yan felt miserable after hearing the ridicule from the owner of the dead man’s tomb. All his strength was gone, and his body was being pulled downwards by the endless resentment under the river. There was nothing he could do.
"Old Jin! Is there anything you can do!"
Liang Yan tried to communicate with Lao Jin, but what he got in exchange was Lao Jin's extremely weak voice:
"Three golden feathers, all of them, don't forget your promise while I'm sleeping!"
>Lao Jin seemed to have exhausted all his strength and finished speaking intermittently, and there was no response the next moment. The mental connection between Liang Yan and him also became vague.
As Lao Jin’s consciousness dissipated, the golden cage that originally bound the emperor’s corpse and the owner of the dead man’s tomb also dinged! A crisp sound. The next moment, the golden light dispersed, and the entire cage collapsed. All the golden threads returned to one point, and turned into a piece of golden feathers again.
It’s just that the golden feather’s aura was dim at the moment, and it slowly fell from the air, completely losing its previous majesty.
"Hahaha!"
The middle-aged man laughed wildly and strode toward the Wusheng River with the emperor's corpse.
“I thought you had some tricks, but it turned out to be nothing!”
The emperor’s corpse was already standing by the river. The owner of the dead man’s tomb looked down from above and saw that Liang Yan had sunk into the river. He fell into the river. Although his hands and feet were still struggling, he could not change the fact that he was slowly dragged to the bottom of the river. "You have a lot of secrets in your body. If you just turn it into the nourishment of the Wusheng River, it would be a bit of a waste. It would be better to die in my hands!"
The middle-aged man smiled slightly and pointed downwards. The emperor's corpse immediately understood and stretched out his hand as big as a cattail leaf fan to grab Liang Yan under the river.
At this moment, a dazzling white light suddenly came from behind the middle-aged man. A beam of light as thick as a child's arm was seen emitting from the star compass, rushing straight upward, seeming to be in contact with something in the outside world. Things echo each other.
“Ten breaths are here!”
Ji Lai shouted excitedly, as if he had been enduring this moment for a long time.
The middle-aged man frowned slightly. When he first saw that Ji Lai and Murong Xuewei were only at the Qi refining stage, they were just like ants, he didn’t take them seriously at all. Unexpectedly, At this time, something unexpected happened.
"It seems that the ants are not honest either!"
The middle-aged man turned around above the emperor's corpse, made a hand seal with his right hand, and pointed towards Ji Lai. But suddenly a dull sound was heard coming from an unknown place above the head, and then the entire cave where everyone was located shook violently.
Everyone in the field, including the tomb owner of the Dead Man's Tomb and Wen Tao, looked up with doubts on their faces.
On the stone wall at the top of the cave, a silvery white light suddenly pierced out. In this dim underground cave, it was like a star in the dark night.
In the eyes of everyone's doubts, the silver light suddenly bloomed, and the silver light became brighter and brighter. It started as a few stars and gradually turned into a long rainbow.
Immediately afterwards, a silver ray of light that spanned tens of feet came out through the stone, splitting the golden barrier arranged by the tomb owner into two, and the remaining force continued unabated and continued to strike in the direction of the emperor's corpse.
"It's Jian Gang!"
The middle-aged man's pupils shrank, his face looked more serious than ever before, and at the same time he made a hand seal and threw the golden seal in his hand into the air. The golden seal rotated rapidly in the air, and suddenly became more than a hundred times larger. The dragon roared above it, and there was a faint imperial power.
Zheng!
There was a sound of sword sound, and the silver sword gang, which was about dozens of feet long, fell from the sky and just hit the golden seal, actually cutting it in half.
"No!"
The middle-aged man roared angrily, spurting out a mouthful of blood. That golden seal is his natal magic weapon. It has both defensive and suppressive powers. Unexpectedly, it can't stop this sword gang today!
This silver sword slashed through the mountain wall above everyone's heads from outside Changning Mountain, directly splitting open the sect of the Dead Man's Tomb. At this moment, the afterglow of the setting sun was shining, and the faint sunlight actually shone into this cave that had not seen the light of day for thousands of years!
The middle-aged man swallowed. In his shocked eyes, a woman wearing a cyan robe and three feet of frost slowly fell from the gap that was opened and stopped. He reached a place less than ten miles in front of him.
This woman's eyes are as bright as water, and her whole person's temperament is light and earthy. He only wore a simple blue Taoist robe, with nothing fancy except for the two Tai Chi patterns on the front and back. But when worn on her body, it looked like icy flesh and jade bones, cold and elegant, like the wind blowing on the jade tree and the snow wrapping the buds. If there is a stunning beauty in the world, then this woman is like an immortal in heaven!
In order to prevent everyone from having unnecessary expectations, Zhuzi would like to make a statement here:
The chance of opening a harem in this work is extremely small (it is not currently included in the outline).
(End of this chapter)