Eight Desolate Sword God

"Sword dust brother, let's go to the treasure."

When the devastating storm gradually dissipated, and the collapsed space slowly returned to calm, the forcing of the body's wounded Ye Chenfeng and Jian Chen, both of them rushed to the place where the golden armor blew himself, snatching The treasures left by him.

"The best celestial device is mine, who dares to touch the finger and kill innocent."

The wounded demon cloud is like a angry lion screaming, chasing Ye Chenfeng, and the black rifle is the best.

"Jian Chen brother, you go to collect the crystal coffin!"

Although the value of the black pike is higher, but the character of the magic cloud, no one is allowed to touch the finger, and the sword spirit does not merge with the crystal before, Ye Chenfeng does not want to have a positive conflict with him, so he is vocal. Give Jian Chen, let him collect the crystal coffin like Tianbao.

"Good!"

Sword dust nodded, and the wind pattern sprayed out his body, such as a sharp wind shadow, scratching the sharp air, close to the purple crystal coffin buried in the ruins.

Without the control of the gold armor, the crystal coffin became the ownerless thing, and it was easily taken into the ring by the sword dust.

And Ye Chenfeng also appeared in the collapsed crater at this time, releasing a powerful soul to search for the crystal that is vital to him.

"Roll!"

Ye Chenfeng’s soul search came, the magic wind came, and an angry voice spurted out of his mouth, bombarding Ye Chenfeng.

"Chaos of Chaos!"

After being attacked by the magical clouds, the chaotic beast immediately responded with the same terrible sound waves.

When two screams of rushing like a rush of water rushed together, a terrible vortex formed in midair, blowing a dense ripple of water.

"Found, over there."

Rely on the body of the upper-class instrument, and withstand the impact of the sound of the whistling, Ye Chenfeng's powerful soul locked the position of the crystal inlaid on the forehead of the golden armor.

At this time, the smoldering magic wind cloud has already rushed into the huge deep pit, and the black rifle, which is buried in the thick stone, is in the bag.

The magic wind cloud just got a black rifle, and a huge blast sounded. Ye Chenfeng was like a sharp blade, broke into the collapsed pit and found the deep crystal.

"Well, what is he looking for?"

The magic wind cloud found that Ye Chenfeng did not compete with himself for the black rifle, which revealed the color of the accident and generated a little interest in the treasures that Ye Chenfeng sought.

"He is looking for the spar."

When Ye Chenfeng took Tianjing into the Qiankun ring, the powerful soul of the magic wind cloud immediately felt it, but he did not know the existence of the sword, and did not know the value of the crystal, not in the heart.

When Ye Chenfeng and Magic Fengyun both got what they wanted, Jian Chen and the Magic Thousand Miles, the ancient jade had a fierce conflict and fought in midair.

"Hand over the crystal coffin, or I will kill you."

The dark night landlord, wearing a black martial arts uniform, exudes the mature charm of the ancient jade, staring at the sword dust, cold command.

"If you want a crystal coffin, you can see if you have this ability."

Sword dust said arrogantly, and did not show a trace of fear because he faced the two masters of the beastmaster alone.

"Looking for death!"

The jade eyes of the ancient jade shot a strong killing, and the Tianbao Blackstone pierced his chest at a very fast speed.

"White Snake Print!"

The black stone that carried the amazing destructive power hit, and the sword dust immediately controlled the white snake print to resist.

The moment when the two Tianbao collided, the magical sorcerer’s magic took a shot, and the **** demon condensed into a powerful **** seal to the sword dust.

"Scorpio Sword!"

Feeling that the Gorefiend is completely locked in itself, the 30-swords of the sword are sprayed out and melted into the robbery sword. A light sword filled with the power of the heavens is hard to resist the **** magic seal.

"Ancient Shadow Assassination!"

The two avenues rushed out of the body of the ancient jade, grasping the dust of the sword against the **** magic attack, and the ancient jade showed a big kill.

A strange shadow splits her mature body and turns into an assassination light, which stabs the chest of Jian Chen.

"The meaning of the wind!"

At the crucial time, the wind pattern sprouted out of the sword dust body, and instantly increased his speed. In a very short time, he repeatedly turned back to the body, evading the big killings of ancient jade.

"Go to hell!"

Sword dust shuns the moment of the ancient shadow assassination, but it is seized by the magic, and a destructive red-red knife squats under the emptiness, and slashes on the body of Jian Chen, and takes him a knife. It fell to the ground and left a deep knife mark on the body.

"Suzaku Ding!"

Ye Chenfeng saw that the dust of the sword was dangerous. He quickly flew up from the pit and controlled the Suzaku Ding to collide with the ancient jade. The powerful impact force interrupted the continuous attack of both of them.

The next moment, Ye Chenfeng burned the blood of Jinpeng and raised his speed to the peak. A flash appeared next to the sword dust.

Ancient polar thunder, black scorpion fire, ancient polar water spewed out of his body, turned into a three-color energy ball, like a meteor, dragging the monster's three-color tail, smashed into the magic thousand miles and ancient jade.

"Boom!"

The stone was shocked and the space was shaking.

The wrath of God's wrath, the power of destruction that swept the heavens and the earth, swallowed up all the light around it, as if the heavens and the earth had collapsed, and the fierce attack launched by the two men was broken.

"The ruling of seven swords, eclipse!"

Ye Chenfeng’s deep scorpion, through the destruction of the storm, locked the magician who was closest to him.

The pattern of the sword, the pattern of the thunder, the power of the killing melted into the soldiers of the king, and a rising sword of the eclipse broke the storm, drawing a thorny red awn in the air. A sword smashed into the magic.

"Blasting Magic Knife."

Feeling the smothering power in the sword of the eclipse, the magical knives broke out in a thousand miles, and a black magic knife filled with bursting power descended from the sky and smashed on the sword of the eclipse.

Swords and swords, the power of artistic conception broke out, a large number of swords and shards, knives and shards swayed in midair, cutting space.

"Stop, give me a hand!"

When Ye Chenfeng, who was completely out of physical strength, controlled Suzaku Ding to continue his attack, a magical cloud appeared in the body of the body, and he shouted loudly.

"The demon lord, you have repeatedly broken the rules, do you think we are sure to eat us." Ye Chenfeng looked at the magic wind like electricity, unceremonious questioning.

"Hey! You don't have to think about threatening me. In this turbulent fairyland, only when we cooperate, will we have the chance to win the big chance in the ethereal wonderland."

There is a trace of flashing in the eyes of the magic cloud, which is hard to be noticed by the cold, and said coldly.

Get the best rifle, his attack power is greatly improved, he completely believes that he has the strength to kill Ye Chenfeng.

But now he still needs Ye Chenfeng, he needs his guidance, so he decided to leave Ye Chenfeng for a while, wait until they have no use value, and then kill them.

"If you break the promise again, I would rather not float the opportunity in Wonderland."

"Jian Chen brother, let's go!"

Ye Chenfeng caught the killing in the eyes of the magic wind cloud, his face sank, and the cold warning.

However, when Sword Ling did not fully integrate Tianjing, he did not want to tear his face with the magic wind cloud, his eyes glanced at the magic wind and other people, and his face was slightly pale and the sword dust flew up to the corpse. I will fly at the end.