Chapter 748

"Go back, you mortals can't covet the fairy tomb."

The sword master looked down at the huge hole below and said in a tone that could not be refused. He thought of the monks present, but it had the opposite effect.

Immediately, the monks broke out a shocking curse.

"Why?"

"Who are you? Let's go as soon as we come?"

"Are you from heaven? So drag!"

"This tone is too pretentious..."

"Who is this man... Too special to pretend..."

The monks did not give advice because of the large number of people. The ten thousand men scolded angrily, as if they were going to drown the sword master with saliva.

"Father, who is he? He looks so powerful?" Chang Qianqian asked Chang Tianyou. Her eyes were full of curiosity to the sword owner.

The sword owner belongs to the kind of person with great brilliance and powerful aura. He just hangs in the void, so people can't ignore his existence.

"I don't know you, but you should have a big head." Chang Tianyou frowned, and he felt uneasy.

He suddenly felt that it was a wrong decision to come to the fairy tomb this time.

"Hum!"

The sword master snorted coldly. Everyone only felt the blood surging. They didn't dare to speak again. They looked up at the sword master in fear.

At this time, a terrible suction suddenly came from the huge cave, and the monks who were close were sucked in directly.

"Ah, ah --"

"Help me!"

"What's going on?"

The monks who were sucked in desperately wanted to fly. Unfortunately, in vain, they scared thousands of other monks to retreat for fear of being sucked in.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of monks were sucked in and disappeared without a trace.

The sword master frowned and his eyes were full of different colors.

"Jie... I didn't expect such a powerful ghost hidden in this fairy tomb. It seems that I'm worth my trip."

At this time, a sad laughter sounded, and then in the air a hundred meters away from the sword owner, a mass of black gas suddenly appeared, grew rapidly, and turned into an old man. His face was pale, his black hair drifted with the wind, his eyes were red, and his body was wrapped in a black robe. The most strange thing was that he had no lower body, and below him was a black smoke twisting.

"Sima mengmo, I didn't expect you to come too!" the sword owner narrowed his eyes and whispered.

All the other monks were inexplicable and had never heard of the name.

But those who have seen the list of heroes must know the name of Sima mengmo.

No. 6 on the list!

Sima mengmo, who died as the ghost king, galloped between yin and Yang.

"I didn't expect that the sword master would be interested in a fairy tomb," Sima mengmo licked his lips and sneered.

As soon as the two peerless strong men met, the atmosphere of the whole world became tense and murderous.

All the friars were shocked. Who is the sacred sword master and Sima mengmo?

It's not easy to listen to names

"Father, is that Sima mengmo a ghost..." Chang Qianqian asked Chang Tianyou in a low voice, and Zhuo Junjie nearby was also frightened.

He could feel that the sword master and Sima mengmo were far stronger than he thought.

Chang Tianyou didn't answer Chang Qianqian. He also stared at the two strong figures in the void.

"Do you want to do it?"

The sword master asked indifferently. He ranked higher than Sima mengmo on the male master list. Naturally, he was not afraid.

Sima mengmo is very afraid of him. The sword owner talks about personal combat power, which is also the top five in the world.

"Why can't you and I cooperate? I only take immortal spirits." Sima mengmo smiled. He is the ghost king. If he can refine immortal spirits into ghost generals, his combat power will be greatly increased.

"You don't deserve it!"

The sword master gently spit out three words, and the onlookers can't help boiling with blood.

It has to be said that the sword master has great charm, both in posture and character.

Sima mengmo suddenly looked ugly. He said in a cold voice, "sword master, don't think you are invincible in the world. Today I want to see how strong the legendary thousands of sword masters are!"

Boom!

While talking, Sima mengmo suddenly burst into momentum. Everyone only felt that he was hit by a boulder, and his internal mana was scattered in an instant and fell down one after another.

Tens of thousands of monks poured down like heavy rain, and the picture was spectacular.

Fortunately, the monks all descend vertically, because no one dares to float vertically above the giant hole due to the suction from the giant hole.

Chang Qianqian and the first-class xuanlingzong friars fell into the woods and were at peace. Some friars who hit the rubble were miserable. Many boulders had sharp edges and corners, like sharp swords, piercing their bodies. The picture was terrible.

The sword owner didn't seem to see this scene, and his eyes stared at Sima mengmo coldly.

For them, these tens of thousands of monks are no different from mole ants.

"Whew -"

The seven swords behind the sword master suddenly came out of their scabbard and suspended behind him in a fan. In an instant, sword shadows spread across the sky. The number was increasing. Tens of thousands of sword shadows were added in each breathing time. In less than ten breathing time, the void of a hundred miles was full of sword shadows.

Hissing——

The sound of cold breath was heard one after another in the world. Everyone looked at the millions of sword shadows all over the sky. The scene in front of them was definitely the most spectacular picture they had ever seen in their life.

The shadow of the sword pointed directly at the earth, and the fear of death was like a raging wave hitting all the creatures on the earth. Within a hundred miles, whether monks or monsters who drove to the fairy tomb, they were too scared to move and were cold all over.

"This..."

Nangong cracked the sky and opened his mouth. He knelt on the grass. His body was stiff, trembling, and his face looked unbelievable.

He is still so at the peak of golden fairyland, not to mention others?

"How could..."

Zhuo Junjie is stupid. He is also a sword repairman. He never thought he could have such a powerful sword repairman. No, he should be called a sword fairy!

Chang Tianyou and Chang Qianqian were stunned.

Even the great Luo Jinxian will fear the millions of sword shadows of the sword owner, not to mention their mortal friars.

Sima mengmo twitched at the corners of his mouth. Unexpectedly, the sword owner made such a big move.

Immediately he opened his hands, and ghosts flew out of his back, like bats swarming out, dense, like a black net blocking the sky and the sun behind him. Looking around, these ghosts were ferocious and terrible, with red eyes and fangs, which was very frightening.

Millions of sword shadows and thousands of fierce ghosts seem to divide the sky into two, while the sword owner and Sima mengmo stand opposite each other, the breath is stronger and stronger, and the strong wind winds around the body, just like a tornado.

This scene is deeply imprinted in the hearts of all the people around the giant cave, so that they will never forget it.

At the moment, the monks had only one doubt in their hearts.

Are they sword immortals and ghosts?

"Presumptuous! Dare to make trouble in my territory, don't you want to live?"

Qin Jun's angry roar came from the sky and startled the whole world. Everyone looked at it together.

In the sky, nine dragons came running in the void with the golden sedan, followed by mighty soldiers, all flying in the clouds.

The monks were immediately excited. They recognized the identity of the person at the first sight of Jiulong pulling the sedan chair.

Qin Shengdi is coming!