Volume 12 Chapter 61

It's also a dark hall without lights. There are heavy drapes in it. It's not used to isolate people's figures, but to isolate the vitality of heaven and earth. /

at the moment when di choufei's figure approached the front door of the hall, a dry and old hand suddenly pushed open the golden gate. I don't know how many years of strong soul power he had practiced. He clenched his fist and hit di choufei with one fist.

The soul force gathered on the fist and became crystal. In the air in front, it made a sound like tearing paper.

It's just such a sound that makes it seem that the fist of Youning looks extremely domineering and forceful.

The pupils of dichoufei are tiny.

I'm afraid that the power of this fist is equal to the power he can inspire, but the speed of soul power bursting out of the body and the speed of body boxing are obviously much faster than him.

There is only one possibility. The man who hit this fist was once a practitioner of the holy master level, but he fell into a state for some reason. His soul power retreated to the same accomplishments as him. However, the combat experience and perception have nothing to do with the body and the strength of soul power. Such a pair of hands is naturally much more terrible than the opponents of the same level.

But his body did not slow down, and the rolling soul power gushed out of his body, and in an instant, it penetrated the long sword in his hand.

The long sword was handed out, and the body of the sword was slapped on the fist, but there was no sound, and it stuck to the fist.

There was a sound of wonder in the dark palace. At this moment, with the shock of the sword body, di choufei's body cut into the palace at a faster speed.

But just then another dry hand came out.

The breath of Di Chou Fei suddenly stopped, and his heart was extremely astonished.

Before the dry hand was extended, there was no breath. It was not only the breath of soul power on the body, but also the heat on the skin, which seemed to be completely converged in the body The master of this hand is obviously not the same as the master of the previous punch, but the key is that before this hand is extended, di choufei does not even feel that there is such an opponent, which is in his own very close range.

The master of this hand is like a shadow of the man who punched him in the face.

"Hiss!"

But the moment when the hand reached out, it was the combination of the index finger and the middle finger as a sword. At this moment, the strength converged in his body formed a big sword, which flew out towards dichou.

The generals of the three frontier armies of Yun and Qin will always be the most combatant practitioners.

At this moment, it was too late to dodge, and di Chou flew to gather his soul power to his left hand to block the invisible sword.

There was a huge earthquake.

The sleeves of his left arm were all cracked, revealing the dark green soft armor inside. His left arm was soft and sagged down. He didn't know whether it was the dislocated arm or the broken bone under the hard block. His face was pale and his lips were bleeding. The sword in his right hand flew out of his hand and the whole body was shaken back.

The shock of the majestic soul force pushed the golden gate of the hall completely.

Inside, there were heavy black curtains hunting, such as black waves, and the sun fell into the door. Before these heavy curtains, di Chou Fei saw that there were not only two, but three old people with big bodies and very old faces.

And these three old people just have dim eyes, but they are not blind.

With a crash, di choufei smashed a section of jade fence on his back.

It seems that the three men's fighting methods and some cultivation methods are different from those of the current practitioners. Since the old man looked at di choufei coldly and suspiciously, they didn't know what happened in the imperial city of Zhongzhou. Someone broke into this place.

At the moment when his back smashed the jade fence, dichoufei again spewed out a hole of blood stasis. However, contrary to all these old people's expectations, he didn't take advantage of the opportunity to fly out. Instead, the soul power in his body surged out of his feet, making his whole person like a stone thrown by a stone throwing car.

There was a loud noise on the side wall of the hall!

Brick and stone flying, a hole suddenly appeared, the figure of di choufei, flew in from the hole, recklessly linked several curtains, straight to the center of the hall.

At the same time, the three old people shouted angrily.

The old man who first punched punched again, one blow to the back of di choufei, but the fist blew away several curtains, and only a few rushed to di choufei's body.

Dichou flies and stumbles, but his body moves forward faster.

The second hand again pointed to the sword and stabbed in the air, cutting the tough armor on his back and waist, and even the white bone in the flesh and blood could be seen faintly. The blood was like a waterfall, which made half of his body bloody.

The third hand is about to touch the back of Di Chou Fei, but at this time, it is hard to stop.

Because dichoufei has reached the center of this hall.

Di Chou Fei just glanced at it and got the answer he wanted to know. He knew why the old man behind him didn't dare to gush out his soul force in a violent way at this time. He learned the secret of zhenlongshan.

At the moment when the master of the third hand suddenly contracted his yellow eyes, di Chou Fei coughed a little and coughed up blood again.

His whole body had swept to the other side of the temple wall, hit a hole again, and rushed out.

……

At the same time, the three old people in the palace changed their faces again.

A low, but extremely dense sound and energy fluctuations caused by the different wind, from afar, let them clearly feel.

From the ancient stone temple in the back mountain, this extremely dense sound seems to be so deep that it is unimaginable.

A gust of wind suddenly burst out of the gate of the stone hall and rolled up countless yellow withered leaves on the stone steps at the gate.

Some of the Ivy growing down the top of the stone hall, torn down by a violent wind, seemed surprisingly fragile, split into countless sections, and flew out.

In the entrance of the stone hall, there is even a section of broken Ivy flying out. It seems that because the stone hall is too old, even ivy has grown from the gap of the stone hall to the inside of the stone hall.

Having just learned a secret of zhenlongshan, di choufei, who ran into a temple, also felt the collision of powerful forces. His eyes began to show a look of extreme fear, pressing on the injury, and desperately began to flee towards the planned escape route. At this time, he knew that what he expected had not been realized at all. In the real dragon mountain, as he thought, all the saints had been transferred to other parts of Zhongzhou City, and there were still saints sitting in the mountain.

But I'm afraid that this holy master also met a man like him who infiltrated into Zhenlong mountain, and that man is also a holy master.

……

The strong wind at the entrance of the stone hall surged in the time of ten interest, and then it vibrated hundreds of times.

Nangong Weiyang's body first appeared at the entrance of the stone hall. Her face was still very calm, but there were several tiny cracks in her blue shirt.

After her body completely retreated from the stone steps, her cold sword light just flew out of the entrance of the stone hall and suspended in front of her.

A thin old man, hunched and short, wearing a large golden dragon ancient robe, then appeared at the entrance of the stone hall and stepped on the stone steps which were clean by the wind.

In the present Yunqin Empire, only emperor Yunqin and Princess Chang can wear the clothes decorated with golden big flat dragon, but in the period of the former Emperor, there were still a group of people who were decorated with dragon clothes because of the praise of the former Emperor. These people are the first emperor's dead man, Zhen Longwei.

"You must die."

It seems that until now, the real dragon Wei, who has only appeared in the legend of the first emperor of Yunqin, can see the figure and face of Nangong Weiyang clearly. Because of the youth and strength of Nangong Weiyang, his face appears a look of admiration. However, he immediately makes a voice, which is extremely powerful and solemn, with a trace of regret.

"Since the founding of the country, I have seen the best talent in cultivation It's just a kid. Real Longshan is not the place where you come and go. "

In the face of this hunched little old man's words, Nangong Weiyang shook his head seriously, but said inexplicably, "you have no fingers."

He bent his little hands and the rest of his body, completely caged in the majestic and broad golden robe, only his head was exposed outside. Hearing this sentence, he had no accident. A golden light flew out of his sleeve, but a golden sword with a dragon rune. "Without fingers, soul power can flow fast." He looked at Nangong Weiyang and said, "and I also have swords."

"But you are afraid of my sword."

Nangong Weiyang shook his head seriously again and looked at the old man with calm face. "I haven't figured out why, but you are really afraid of my sword So although your accomplishments are higher than mine, they can't keep me. "

The body of the hunched little old man is slightly shaken, and the quiet corner of his mouth is slightly twitched.

"You don't even have toes." At this time, Nangong Weiyang took a serious look at his feet. "I don't want to understand why, but I don't have toes. After all, I'm not as flexible as I am when I'm running away, so you can't keep me."

Having said this, I'm afraid that he is the most unique saint in the world, so he turned around and left.

Her body is in front of her, but her flying sword, like a living one, always follows her behind by several feet.

The body of the hunched little old man flickered once again, and the light on the golden flying sword kept flickering, but he did not take a step after all.

"I'm not afraid of your sword, but the cold breath reminds people of some past events."

"You have taken away one and a half secrets of zhenlongshan, just don't know if you will realize it." After Nangong Weiyang's breath completely disappeared from the world he felt, the rickety old man's body trembled slightly and sighed helplessly.