Chapter 1441

What the hell.

I didn't understand.

Isn't it... How did the evil spirit attack Murong Jun?

Did anyone see it?

The question was silent and no one answered.

Murong Jun was disheveled and his eyes were covered with anger: "you! You are despicable! Demon, don't use heresy to fight me openly. If you win me, you are a man!"

"Isn't it funny?" Qin Tian sneered: "look at your angry appearance. It's embarrassing! What about the descendants of the emperor? If I were you, I wouldn't pull out a knife and kill myself, but I would simply find a crack in a stone and stay alive! How dare I chatter and talk in public."

With sharp words, Murong Jun was crazy: "the source of profound meaning, ten thousand hands!"

"Boom! Boom!"

The number of palm prints is like a vast ocean. When they are superimposed together, they have the power to destroy the world and wipe out the nine days.

"Seventy two changes and body fixing." Qin Tian repeated his old technique and moved his body to avoid the "source of profound meaning, ten thousand hands."

The earth, under the attack of the original upanishadism, is full of holes and fragmented.

Their own "origin mystery", the attack range is light, fast and powerful! I haven't missed it yet.

Murong Jun looked at the innocent young man in white, and a shadow of fear appeared in his mind: "he is still a super giant? What if this demon is the supreme realm! Can you kill yourself directly?"

"I don't think you can tell the outcome if you fight like this."

He is a wise old man who has experienced vicissitudes of life: "this little friend is strange and mysterious, but I can see that your counterattack can only embarrass Murong Jun and can't kill him. It's better to turn fighting into friendship rather than wear and tear."

"Impossible!" Murong Jun clenched his fist, and his nails fell into flesh and blood. He didn't even realize it: "I'd rather die in the ruins than kill this one and smash it."

really?

Come on, I'll accompany you to the end.

Qin Tian accepted it calmly.

The situation is becoming more and more delicate.

Murong Jun's mouth was howling fiercely. In fact, he clubbed there and walked on thin ice carefully. After a long time, he didn't launch an attack on Qin Tian.

"You're out of your mind? Aren't you going to kill me? Come here." Qin Tian urged.

"I'm waiting for you to attack." Murong Jun hummed, "dare you! Shut up if you dare."

There was nothing to be afraid of. Qin Tian walked around without fear.

Angry, but also with deep fear, Murong Jun stepped back.

"Your uncle! Didn't you let me attack? What did you escape?" Qin Tian said nothing.

"No fun."

... this Murong gentleman counsels.

The descendants of the emperor, whose blood is still the supreme realm of holy products, retreated under the oppression of a super giant realm boy.

"Who dares to talk nonsense! I'll kill him!" Murong Jun shouted violently, unable to stand gossip.

"The wind rolled up the residual clouds, and hundreds of thousands of miles of dark clouds were dispersed."

When the door of the mysterious palace opened, a voice floated out: "I am the Ziyang sword emperor. Here is the treasure. You can enter the palace and seize it."

"Ziyang sword emperor! As soon as you hear the name, you know it is" the original emperor "!"

The treasure of an original emperor was placed in front, and the gate was open. Therefore, no one was in charge of Murong Jun and Qin Tian, and they all looked at the gate of the palace.

Murong Jun tossed and said, "demon, I'll kill you when I get the treasure of Ziyang sword emperor!"

"It's nothing to worry about. He spat. Qin Tian returned to the little girl, Jiang Yueer.

"Now, you're mighty ~" Jiang Yueer covered her mouth and smiled.

ha-ha.

Make fun of me, don't you.

Qin Tian spread his hand: "when I kill him, you are praising me."

"Wait and see." Jiang Yuer doesn't think the youth is talking big. He has this ability!

Ziyang sword emperor treasure!

"Whoosh! Whoosh!" more than 20000 monks poured into the "Palace".

Qin Tian followed the crowd with two girls.

... the body passes through a white light curtain and falls into a vast and magnificent space.

The top of the head was empty and there was nothing. At the foot was uneven land, full of swords.

Thousands of swords are colorful, everything. Others are corroded by wind and frost and will turn into powder when touched.

Others are fragmented, leaving only half of the sword body. In a word, it's like a sword tomb.

"Welcome to the sword tomb shaped by the emperor." the purple robed man with an unclear face came from high above: "I am a wisp of mind of the Ziyang sword emperor. If you want to really get the treasure, you must have the qualification to enter the treasure."

... what do you mean, elder? Thousands of monks were puzzled.

"There are a hundred swords in the sword grave under your feet. It's special. This is the key to open the treasure."

Ziyang jianhuang explained, "in other words, there are only 100 people who can finally enter the treasure."

"Elder, what are the characteristics of the key sword? There are so many swords here. We don't know the characteristics of the key sword. I'm afraid we'll have to find it for a year and a half."

"Three days! In three days, those who can't find the key will be forced to send it out." Ziyang jianhuang said seriously: "as for the characteristics of the key sword, feel it with your heart." then Ziyang jianhuang left.

More than 20000 monks were left to complain about the noise: "damn... How can I find it?"

Jiang Yueer is a person who uses a sword. She has a resolution that ordinary people can't reach. Her beautiful eyes look around and seem to confirm something. She walks over and pulls up a three foot long, intact and glittering sword: "click, I don't want the sword to be crushed and disappeared after it leaves the ground."

"It seems not." the girl sighed.

"Never mind him, bet your luck." Shaoqing, more than 20000 monks scattered in a crowd, distributed in various areas of the sword tomb.

As he walked on the vast land full of swords, Qin Tian opened his "reincarnation eye" and took all the swords he had passed into his eyes and decomposed them from inside to outside.

"One day, it will pass soon."

The next day, Qin Tian stopped in front of a big mountain.

The red black mountain is like a hedgehog. The sword on his body is a thorn.

At the top of the mountain, there stood a long sword with a golden awn and soul grabbing.

Jiang Yueer was overjoyed: "Qin Tian, look at the sword. It's bright and sharp. Can it be..."

"No."

Qin Tian shook his head with certainty.

I walked around the black mountain. Finally, I felt a broken and rusty bronze sword.

"Ah ~ ~ really?" Jiang Yueer touched Qiong's nose.

"Hey, it's true! This must be a sword key." Qin Tian was confident.