Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 518: Feng Ya Panshan, stepping into battle!
When the sword fell from the head, the strong man in the red scarf didn't even have time to let out a scream before he was torn apart by the endless sword energy, exploded alive, and twisted into countless pieces.

However, although the man was beheaded, the scene after his death was not bloody and terrifying. Even Duanchou was secretly startled, he couldn't help frowning slightly, and stared at him firmly.

In the place where the strong man in the red scarf fell, there was no flesh and blood flying, no bones, not even the slightest bit of blood. In the void, countless streams of blood-colored spirit flowed and twisted, full of agility, and rushed into the huge battle drum in an instant. .

The golden war drum is majestic, and the round drum body is carved with wild mountains and seas, revealing a sense of ancient solemnity.

After this energy was added, the war drums became even more majestic, and the originally simple and flawless yellow drum surface also had new changes at this time, with the outline of blood energy and the restriction of derived patterns, such as Qian, Kun, Xun, Dui, Gen, Zhen, Li and Kan formed a bloody gossip pattern.

Two heavy golden drumsticks slammed on the drum, making a powerful and domineering drum sound. A golden-red sound wave vibrated, the vacuum collapsed, and the void vibrated.

This war drum is actually an acquired spiritual treasure!
"Is this person not a monk at all? Then what is he? After he died, he turned into a ball of energy and rushed into the drum. Is this considered a weapon spirit?"

Seeing this scene, Duanchou's eyes flashed with surprise, he really did not expect that this ancient tomb would be so mysterious.

First, as soon as he came in, he was inexplicably attacked by the strong man in red scarf, and then he was surrounded. Now he killed this man, but he didn't even leave his body. It revealed the original appearance of Lingbao, which was very strange.

Such a scene reminded Duanchou of Tianlin.

"sing"

As if sensing Duanchou's thoughts, the ancient sword in his hand trembled, and a majestic sword chant rose to the sky, and then an indifferent voice sounded in his mind: "It's different from me!"

It was very short, with a sense of arrogance between the lines, but it told him clearly that the person transformed from the battle drum of the Lingbao was not the same as him, and there was no comparison.

Duanchou smiled lightly when he heard the words, and did not refute. In fact, this conjecture was dismissed by him as soon as it appeared. It is very simple, unrealistic, and impossible.

The Tianlin Sword is the immortal sword of the Tianlin Sword Master. In order to create it, I don’t know how many treasures from heaven and earth have been spent, and the blood of how many evil creatures have been slaughtered under the sword. Do not lose the Tongtian Lingbao.

It's just that after the catastrophe of heaven and earth, before the fall of the Tianlin Sword Master, the original broken Tianlin Sword inheritance sect was left behind. Who would have thought that it would be passed down from generation to generation, but no one would be able to control the Tianlin Sword.

However, even though the endless years of erosion, the decline in grade, and even almost sinking and decaying, the Tianlin Sword still showed its extraordinaryness day by day at the moment when it awakened its sharpness.

How can an Houtian Lingbao who only kills but has no intelligence compare with him?
Although Tianlin has lost the spiritual memory of the past, he still has his own pride.

"boom"

At this moment, the cloud curtains in all directions shattered one by one, and a gap was opened by the endless bloody torrent. In the end, the sword, light and sword energy was like a river bursting its embankment, raging ragingly, and the purple cloud shattered and annihilated.

Duanchou waved his hand to put away the war drum, and now he looked at the blood-armored generals surrounded by the upper and lower ground, and felt indescribably kind, his eyes glistened, as if seeing a rare treasure and a stunning beauty.

After the death of a strong man with a red scarf, an Houtian Lingbao was transformed, so what are these blood armored generals?
Thinking of this, Duanchou smiled and couldn't stay calm anymore. With the sword art in his hand, the four swords on the top of his head separated and split into four directions.

Thousands of swords in the sky, Lin Duanli!
Nowadays, Duanchou is more prosperous than in the past, and the sword art is used to control it, and it is more overbearing to kill. It has already divided into four swords and derived a monstrous river of swords!
Looking at the many armored generals who were suppressed overhead, Duanchou rose from the sky, and the celestial phoenix behind him flapped his wings and roared loudly, born from the ashes, and the terrifying aura soared wildly.

Armored armor formed an array, and the mountain of blood-colored knives was suppressed. The tragic and terrifying killing atmosphere was terrifying. On the mountain of knives, every sword was stained with blood, which was dazzling.

The way of martial arts manifested, the sky collapsed and the law was broken, facing the bloody sword mountain, all kinds of attacks, Duanchou was fearless, and he punched out with one punch.

In an instant, a destructive force spread and impacted, shaking the void, touching the barrier, as if destroying the world, the vacuum of the atmosphere continued to crush and shatter, making a screaming sound that pierced the soul, and directly crushed the mountain of knives.

The Fist of Bengtian continued unabated, piercing through the air and blasting towards the blood-armored general who was still forming formations to attack.

"kill!!"

However, the blood warriors in the clouds were not intimidated by the Bending Heaven Fist. Their faces were indifferent, like killing machines, and they stepped staggered in the clouds, forming a battle formation of sharp arrows, and unsheathed their weapons and swords at the same time. He punched Bengtian Pofa's Destruction, blatantly stabbing him.

At this time, from the sharp spears and swords, a frightening cold light burst out, and the domineering and sharp arrow battle formation almost pierced the earth.

"punish!"

Thirty soldiers, dressed in blood armor and holding sharp spears in their hands, slayed Senran without any emotion or other moves.

This stab was almost as fast as lightning, sharp as thunder, and shot down like a sky-shattering blood arrow. It was so powerful that the void was vibrating, distorted, cracked and healed, making it difficult to capture.

"Boom"

The front and arrow battle formation bombarded, thirty weapons were stabbed at the same time, in the void, a rumbling loud noise shook the sky and the earth, and the two destructive forces stalemate and shook.

In a short while, the sharp sharp blood arrows tore the Bengtian boxing into pieces, but they were also weak, and the bloody sharpness was easily broken by Duanchou.

"This is the battle formation? Sure enough, the power is extraordinary. These soldiers are average in strength, and each of them is only in the early stage of the dragon and tiger. But after forming the battle formation, the power displayed is no less than that of a real person in the return state."

"Seeing a leopard through a peek, 30 people are already like this. If there are hundreds, tens of thousands, it won't destroy the world?"

Duanchou, who was a little contemptuous at first, also changed slightly at this moment, with a look of solemnity in his eyes, no longer treating them as treasures that he could kill for himself, but when he looked around, he found that the scene below was very similar.

Armored soldiers staggered, killing sounds rumbled, the shield mountain was in front, and the sharp edge stood behind, the formation was named Panshan.

The sword river swept across the sky, roaring and rolling. However, the army array surrounded by mountains looked like ancient mountains and reefs in the vast sea. No matter how the sword river washed and twisted, it could never break through the defense and shatter the shield wall.

Although there were some casualties among the top generals of the Fourth Army, there were no serious problems. They all came slowly with indifferent faces.

(End of this chapter)