Chapter 31 The Burial Sword Valley

“Cough, cough!”

The old man’s voice sounded, “The old man saved you!”

"This method in the valley of the sword is called the sword's blood.Those who break into the armed forces will be disturbed by the "sword of blood" out of the law, fall into the illusion of endless killing, and eventually die."

Li Lao said, “However, your own soul is strong, and you practice the courage of the war, and the heart of killing is extremely heavy... The intention of breaking the blood sword will not have much effect on you.”I will take the opportunity to protect your soul again, and you will be fine."

He nodded and said, “Thank you for being old.”

He said, “Don’t be polite to me.You and I go together, and if you die, the old man will fall away."

The paragraph no longer said much, from the bag to touch a rut, swallowed, run the real air, breathed the injury.

For a long time...

He was very injured this time, Zhou Shaokun is a fourth-order samurai, and he is deadly.Relying solely on the brunch, he could not fully recover.

After an hour, he finally regained his mobility and could barely walk.

"Since the sword cannot hurt me with the blood, then I may as well explore it, and maybe I can find what kind of baby!"

Duan Chen had planned to leave directly, but his heart moved, but changed his mind, took the initiative to stay, and found treasures in the burial sword valley.

Not far away, a pile of Sensen white bones, the upper end of the skull is inserted with a dagger.

The paragraph went, reached out and touched, and the dagger, together with the white bone, instantly turned into flying ash, drifting in the blood-red mist.

“This...”

There was some silence, and there was a deep disappointment in his heart.

It turns out that the fog in this valley has a certain corrosive force, and hundreds of years later, whether it is bones or gods, it has been corrupted and destroyed.

“Look at the center.”

Li Lao reminded: "The sword breaks the blood, and it needs treasure as an eye to be used to exert it."Even if everything here is corrupted, the treasure of the eye will never be corrupted.”

The section gave birth to hope again, dragging the seriously injured body and jacking toward the middle of the burial sword valley.

In the central open space, there is a towering stone platform on one side, the stone platform is in the middle, the end is correct, and a red wide-blade sword is inserted!

Then, his eyes light up.

"This is... the exclusive soldier of the proud blood and the holy, the nine-order true weapon, the red occult!"

He was a little disincident, even doubting that he was dreaming, wondering if he was mistaken.

However, this familiar special shape of the red pussy is exactly the same as the sword on the statue of the Great Blood and the Holy Spirit in front of the temple!

Nine-order true Wu Xuan, looking at the celestial continent, are veritable priceless treasures!And so, in front of the paragraph.

The paragraph could not think of any reason for hesitation, forbearance, jump on the high platform, and strive to pull out the "red".

“Slow down, no!”

The old man’s voice sounded, but it was too late.

Rumble –

The earth trembled violently.

“Hahaha!Ben Saint was imprisoned for a thousand years and finally free!”

“Holy blood, you think you are in the sky.But I don't know, this saint is ten times more powerful than you!How can the district's sword break out of blood, and how can it be trapped in the death of the Buddha?"

The clamor of pride, accompanied by a loud and loud dragon, sounded in the sky in an instant.

Some kind of huge and terrible creature, with the "Chibious" pulled out of the "Centre", and reborn.

“This is a dragon!”

“Hold on, release your soul!”

The old man’s voice was heavy and said, “It has been suppressed for thousands of years, it has just been freed, and now is the time when its soul is most vulnerable.”You quickly release the spirit of the demon pot and take it.Otherwise, it will swallow the world, grow and grow, and will bring a catastrophe to the world!”

He did not expect that things would turn out like this, and did not dare to be careless, and immediately released the soul of the demon pot.

“I’m here to help you too!”The old man sat in the pot of the world, his face was heavy, and he used to stir the demon pot together.

In an instant, the light of the colorful soul, almost covered the entire canyon.

In the void, a thousand-year-old ice-blue dragon appeared.

It is almost identical to the ancient dragon in the Huaxia totem, and it is powerful and domineering, and it emits the momentum of the upper man to look at the world.However, its expression is extremely vicious, full of anger, a look, it is chilling.

The five-colored soul of the light, condensed into a bundle, like a glare, rising up from the sky, wrapping the dragon's shadow.

"What?The ancient artifact of the demon pot?Is there a mistake!”

The dragon roared with horror, and the ice-blue eyeball, which was larger than the grinding disc, rolled round, as if it were about to fall out.

"Old son... Ben Saint, this saint was suppressed for thousands of years, so hard to get free, how can it be so unlucky, encountering the ancient artifact pot?"

No one can answer their questions.For a moment, its huge body was put into the pot of the devil.Everything calmed down and there was no more half-voice.

The soul of life is put away, the soul of the section is completely empty, the eyes are suddenly black, pounced, and fall to the ground, the personnel do not know.

In the night sky, dozens of white lights came from different directions of the earth, blinking, and reached the top of the burial sword valley.

"What?The law left by the proud blood ancestor has been broken, and who did it?”

"What happened to the dragon just now, was the ice bacon born?"

“Oh, that boy, . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

In the crowd, the white old eyes are sharp, and the young man lying in the valley of the buried sword below is the stage.

“What happened?”With doubts, the white old and other masters of the earth, carefully, flew to the section.

...

Wake up again...

He sat up and found himself back in his house.Touching the body, Zhou Shaokun left the wound, but also all healed.

“Damn, you are awake!You’ve been asleep for three days and three nights!”

A small cloud in the cloud with a bowl of hot medicine soup, went to the section of the bed, carefully, to feed him.

“Little cloud, what’s going on?”

"I don't know!I also heard others say that you are injured and rushed to take care of you.As for what happened, I have no idea.”

The paragraph frowned, moved his heart, worked the real air, found that in the dirty inside, there was a very familiar mild and true air.

“It’s white old!”

Duan Chen was clear: "There is such a big movement in the burial sword valley, the high-level of the earth martial arts cannot be without a reaction, it must have been white old to save me!"

"This time I'm in trouble too."

Looking back on the scene of the night, he was still in a state of shock, and the terrible dragon had never seen him in his life.

As for the rabble... he didn’t take it to heart.

"A realm higher than me, but dare not do face-to-hand... well, I will teach him to be a human being!"

See the paragraph unharmed, the small cloud rest assured to leave.

The paragraph closed the door, sat on the bed, consciously explored the demon pot, and went to see how Li Lao was doing.

As soon as he entered the world of pot, he was shocked.

I saw that Li Lao must be squirrel, and he was fighting with the ice blue dragon.