A brick into the fairyland

The speed of the little sword spirit was so fast, as if teleporting, it almost disappeared from everyone's sight within a few breaths.

"Don't let him run away! Chase!" Elder Yang and Cao Gou rushed into the air at the same time, chasing in the direction where Zhuge Buliang was fleeing.

Others also chased after Yu Jian, planning to follow to see the excitement.Furthermore, Zhuge Buliang has several rare treasures on his body, such as Nine Nether Black Gold Iron, Sword Spirit, and the mysterious stone sword. Everything is crazy.

Jin Yao and Su Yan also chased after Yu Jian, they also had thoughts about the three rare treasures in Zhuge Buliang's hands.

"We must find a way to contact this person and get that sword spirit!" Jin Yao's eyes revealed a trace of heat.

Su Yan nodded, pursed her lips and said nothing after a while, "I always have a feeling of uneasiness, but I can't tell what's wrong."

Jin Yao turned his head, with a look of love in his eyes, and said: "Maybe you are too tired these days, don't think too much."

Su Yan buried her head in silence, her red lips twitching slightly.

.... ...

A blue light flashed across the air like light and shadow, Zhuge Buliang once again marveled at the speed of the little sword spirit, which was even faster than that of Yukong, a cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage.Hundreds of miles passed in an instant, Zhuge Buliang turned his head, his pupils narrowed into a line.

"Squeak~~"

Little Sword Spirit made a childish sound, as if he had discovered something.Zhuge Buliang looked up, and saw a tall ice tomb standing in front of him. At this moment, he had come to the tomb of the frozen woman. The frozen woman was the magician five thousand years ago, the Taoist companion of Demon Shaluo .

"Well? What's going on?"

At this time, Zhuge Buliang noticed that around the ice tomb, corpses were strewn all over the place, and there were corpses everywhere, and all of them were the corpses of cultivators.

The little sword spirit carried Zhuge Buliang around the ice tomb. In the ice tomb, the frozen woman was still intact. The quiet and serene woman was in the ice. Although it was just a cold corpse, her The beautiful face is still suffocating.

"Woooooo~~~"

The little sword spirit flew around the ice tomb a few times, as if he was nostalgic, a childish smiling face appeared on the sword, quietly looking at the stunning woman in the ice.

"Do you know her?" Zhuge Buliang seemed to feel that the little thing was very disappointed.

"woooooooo~~"

The little guy whimpered and looked very pitiful.

Zhuge Buliang glanced at the corpses everywhere, he believed that these people must have died because they wanted to attract the attention of the stunning woman in the ice tomb.At the beginning, Mo Shaluo buried his beauty here, and subdued some small ice and snow beasts to guard it.But Zhuge Buliang firmly believed that there must be a killing formation engraved in this ice tomb, and if he moved the ice tomb without authorization, he would definitely be destroyed.

A cold breath came, Zhuge Buliang frowned, he knew that it must be the elder Yang who was in the Nascent Soul Stage who had caught up.

"Little guy, we can't delay any longer, we have to leave quickly." Zhuge Buliang urged.

"Zhizhiwuwu~~" The little sword spirit whimpered, took another deep look at the stunning woman in the ice tomb, and disappeared into the air carrying Zhuge Buliang.

Zhuge Buliang has absolute confidence in the speed of the little sword spirit. Two hours later, the little sword spirit has already carried Zhuge Buliang away from this ice field and snowy area. The darkness is everywhere, and Zhuge Buliang came to this deep place again. In the Grand Canyon, I still vaguely remember the scenes I experienced here with the little Yaoxian.

Zhuge Buliang's consciousness spread out, and the canyon seemed to have gone through a great battle, and it became a mess. Some of the magic skills carved on the mountain wall had been destroyed with swords.

Leaving the canyon, Zhuge Buliang was shocked to find that the bloody formation that had been guarding here had disappeared.Although the surrounding rocks were still blood red, the killing formation had already been destroyed. Zhuge Buliang secretly thought that it should be destroyed by the old figures of the major factions.

Wanyin Valley is still gloomy, the little sword spirit carries Zhuge Buliang across the darkness quickly, he is here