Blade and Sword God Sovereign

This is a carefully planned attack.

If it was changed before, Ding Hao did not release the consciousness to scan around, and couldn't wait for it, maybe he would actually be hit and injured.

It is a pity that Ding Hao entered the realm of the Three Masters, the magical power grew, the body changed qualitatively, and there was no blindness of sight and perception around, so the first time I noticed the arrival of the attack, when the white electro-optic was one inch away from the body, the heart Read a move, a [spring sword meaning] through the body.

Ding!

A soft bang.

White electro-optic is like a piece of glass.

Ding Hao's eyes burst into a silver light column, piercing the water curtain, instantly capturing a very hidden figure, flashing rapidly in the sea, lightly screaming, and repeatedly issued dozens of [spring, summer, autumn and winter] swords, all 斩Into the surrounding black sea water.

Someone snorted.

But soon everything returned to calm and there was no more volatility.

"Escape fast!"

Ding Hao released a strong sense of God.

It was quickly determined that there were no living creatures in the waters around the five or six miles.

The electro-optical light just now is extremely miraculous and extremely sharp. It is obviously the Shinto warfare technique of the Terran or the Yaozu. It is not the savage beast of the wilderness in the sea. This is a carefully planned assassination event. It is not a coincidence.

Who is it?

Ding Hao slightly guessed that it should not be done by the major forces holding the map of the stone.

The reason is very simple. These forces are very clear about their own strength, and they are well prepared. They have profound knowledge and various means. There are many people. If you really want to lay down the game, then you will definitely have a very perfect means. There must be a lot of people involved, to ensure that one strike will kill, and definitely not a single action.

So who is this attacker?

Ding Hao wants to come and think, and finally draws the conclusion -

This person is likely to be a scattered warrior or a demon outside of several major forces.

Don't look at the big forces, but in addition to them, among the scattered people, there are likely to be some wonderful wizards.

They may not have a map of stone tablets, no prominent reputation, and they have always kept a low profile. They have not emerged in the previous [Nine Heavens], but this does not mean that these people are not dangerous, they are like hidden in the dark. Like a viper, I waited for the opportunity to appear, and then bite you with a cold heart.

I want to come here to see that I am alone, and my mysteriousness is low, and I don’t use the premise of the king’s change. I think that if I have the opportunity, I will count the time and ambush in this second ancient road. From the time of the shot just now and the power of the white lightning, at this time, even if it did not reach the realm of the emperor, I am afraid that it is also the level of the high section.

A hit can not be achieved, a thousand miles away.

This man has a very wonderful escape skills, so he came to provoke himself.

In Ding Hao’s mind, outside the [White Jade House] and [Tianqing Ancient House], another mysterious existence of the eight forbidden places was opened.

And there is still a person - the mysterious strongman who is in charge of the red flame and the suspected demon's master stone.

After the horror of the altar, the mysterious man never appeared again. Even when everyone was killing the beasts, they didn’t show up. The whereabouts were extremely mysterious. I can be sure that she always On the ancient road, no one knows where she is.

This is a mystery.

"It seems that whether it is the lack of oneself and the Song, or the strongest of other major forces of the Yaozu, I have always neglected those who are hidden among the scattered sects of the martial arts. The power of these people must not be ignored. At the crucial moment, these guys popped up and it was very possible to reverse the entire occupation!"

Ding Hao has some awe.

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As time goes by, the entrance to the third section of the ancient road is getting closer and closer.

What makes Ding Hao puzzled is that even in this vast ocean of ink, there is not even one creature.

At first, Ding Hao thought that there might be a terrible underwater behemoth or a remnant of the wilderness, but along the way, no matter how the waves surged, no matter how violent the storm, Ding Hao did not find any signs of life in this sea area. There isn't even a small shrimp.

“Is there a problem with water?”

Ding Hao used a space container that he made himself to refine, took some ink-colored sea water, colorless and tasteless, and died.

He tried to ask the sword ancestor and the sword ancestors.

Unfortunately, since the two old monsters have witnessed the "Sword 24" and "Knife 24", they have been trapped in some kind of silence. They have not spoken. Ding Hao is a little worried, will the two old monsters not? Because the soul power is over-consumed and disappears, it is really worth the loss.

All the way through, finally reached the end of the second section of the ancient road.

The endless sea finally came to an end.

This is a beach with a length of only tens of meters. In the distance, it is a chaotic gray layer. The space looks like a jelly. It should be a fault of the space barrier. This is a terrible existence, even if it is Wudi. The strongest of the class, once trapped in it, will be exiled indefinitely, and will be lost in the space.

Ding Hao certainly did not try this exile interest.

The second section of the Journey to the West is a dead sea. There is no life, and there is no sign of any treasures. There should be no gains. His eyes are on the white sand and the purple whirlpool. On the door.

This is the gateway to the third section of the Westward Journey.

Before stepping into the gate, Ding Hao suddenly turned to look at the beach in the distance.

There are thirty or forty bodies lying there.

Among them, there are some ethnic warriors and there are also strong demons. What Ding Hao noticed is that their methods of death are extremely consistent - they have been dug up the heart and brain, and the bodies are withered, like dead bodies, and the essence of the whole body has been drained. It seems that it has been dried for thousands of years. Only the blood that has fallen on the beach has not fully solidified, indicating that the time they died is actually not too long.

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boom!

The gray dense fog around him suddenly condensed into a zombie-like warrior with a spear, and a spear pierced, and the surrounding air was one of them.

Ding Hao held [asked knife], a backhand, a flying spear, and then [seven Xuanzang · Yokohama] shot, the gray foggy soldiers smashed into two paragraphs.

The two gray bodies were re-opened, like a fallen sand sculpture, turning into a thick fog.

Ding Hao continues to move forward.

This is the third section of the Westward Journey.

A world made up entirely of grey fog.

All around the body are surrounded by gray fog, even if Ding Haoyun's full eyesight, the line of sight is just about 50 meters in front of him. The ground under his feet seems to be some kind of hard rock, and there has been no change in the past. Fortunately, although the fog is strong, but it does not affect the breathing, the air is still very fresh, this is a very strange illusion.

For Ding Hao, such an environment is terrible.

Because he lacks a sense of direction, he is a full-fledged road idiot.

The ground is always flat and hard, no ups and downs, looking up, the sky is gray, the same mist filled, no sun and sun, moon and stars, no coordinates can be used as a reference, giving the impression that you are walking in a maze In the same way, it is very likely that you have gone for a whole lot of hours, still in the same place.

Ding Hao has completely lost his sense of direction at this time.

Entering this gray foggy world has been a full day, Ding Hao does not know how many roads have been taken, even if it is released by the gods, it can only be slightly more aware of the position, but can not confirm the position, along the way, Ding Hao tried his best Unfortunately, the end of the third section of the ancient road seems to be still in the foreseeable future.

The terrible world is not just that.

What is even more terrifying is the gray fog around you. At any time, it may become a mad warrior, a moving beggar, a violent beast or even a godlike image shining through the gray flame. Suddenly attacking you. After the weak fog is transformed, it has a terrible attack power, a foggy claw or a long sword. Even if it is the defense of the top king of Wuwang, it will be easily broken.

During this day, Ding Hao has experienced hundreds of battles, big and small.

He did not know how many injuries he suffered.

These atomized attackers are utterly ghosts, often appear suddenly and silently, and launch attacks. If Ding Hao had already entered the Sanzong Grand Master before, there would be no visual and perceptual blind spots around his body, and he would always be able to capture the attack. Even so, he was injured many times. Fortunately, his physical recovery ability is extremely strong, and ordinary injuries can be recovered instantly.

One day, Ding Hao has a feeling of exhaustion.

Even the fat cats and the Meng Meng were almost pierced by the body several times.

Such an attack that occurred all the time, is also a kind of change of direction, so that Ding Hao's combat experience is more and more rich, and the reaction is getting faster and faster. Later, Ding Hao simply resisted the heart and regarded these atomized attackers as grinding. Knife stone, constantly experimenting with various martial arts ideas, and even used to experiment with the various knives and swordsmanships left by the two mysterious existences in the second layer of the Tianshou Jianjian Building...

This kind of progress is not a direct growth of Xuanqi, but it is also extremely important for Ding Hao.

Step by step, Ding Hao feels that he is simply walking in the ancient battlefield of a step-by-step crisis, killing all the time, honing his nerves, and on the way he confronts the enemy with swords and swords, for the sword The comprehension, especially for the intensive research and meditation of [Seven Xuanzang], has made rapid progress!

Between the eyes, Ding Hao has been in this strange foggy world for two days.

He can't remember how many atomizers and demons he killed.

Even with Ding Hao's physical strength, during the long-term sword-splitting process, there is a phenomenon of soreness, swelling and pain. With his frequency of swords per second, I am afraid that at least There are millions of times.

At the end of the day, wonderful changes have emerged.

Ding Hao feels that the rusted sword and the knives in his hand seem to have become part of his body. He has never been more flexible and free-spirited. As long as the palm touches any sword handle, the whole body has a temptation to try. The sense of excitement, blood must be boiling.

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Today is three more, the first is even more.