First Son-in-law

"Awesome!"

Xiao Bai Ying's lips opened wide.

Qin Li smiled and said, "I underestimated you."

Two zombie fairies, just like this one trick to kill in seconds, unexpectedly.

Xue Ji smiled, embarrassed: "It's all the power of Magneto and Light Shuttle, after all, it's a thing of the immortal dynasty."

"Let's go in!"

Bailijian urged and walked ahead.

Everyone entered it and clearly felt the towering magnificence of the palace.

Purple jade floor, ancient tree sky pillar, star dome, misty white gauze, the layout is simple and majestic, revealing infinite nobility.

Even though it was eroded by the years and contaminated by the power of burial, this main hall has not collapsed.

"Brother Baili, why are you here?" Qin Li asked.

Bailijian replied:

"A set of swords is enshrined here."

"It should be the weapon used by the Emperor Xian when he was young."

Qin Li glanced at the waist of Bailijian. The ancient sword was vicissitudes of life, and it was difficult to support high-intensity battles. It was indeed time to change one.

Several people went deep.

No more zombies have been encountered.

It's very quiet here, and the night pearl on the dome exudes a faint light.

The paintings on both sides of the painting show reliefs, which depict the primeval times, and there are many sceneries of heavenly women dancing, which makes people can't help but reminisce about the past.

Keep going.

Came to the central hall.

There is a black pool on the ground.

The water in the pond is cold, transpiring the power of burying the ancients.

There is also a high platform in the distance with an Amethyst Nine Dragon Supreme Chair.

"Presumably in the ancient times, the immortal emperor was sitting there, admiring the dancing sword of the heavenly girl in the palace." Qin Li said.

"There is something in the pool!"

Old Demon Dugu looked a little solemn.

"Let me try it." Xiaobai smiled.

The girl's arms were not weak, she took out a piece of 100,000 catties of iron, and slammed it straight into the black pool, destroying this place.

Pouch!

suddenly.

A jade hand stretched out from the pool.

With a single tap, it smashes the stubborn iron and flies out.

"You can't come in here!" A crisp voice sounded.

In the pool, a wonderful girl in purple came out, with a delicate appearance, moist and pale skin, wearing a light gauze dance dress and holding a jade sword.

"Living corpse!" Old Demon Dugu said in shock: "If the will is superb and the cultivation base is strong, even if it is corroded by the power of burial, he can maintain mental thinking, and he is an extremely difficult fallen monk."

"We have not fallen." The purple dancer is pretty serious: "The power of burial has corroded our flesh, but it can't destroy our will. We are still your majesty's dancers, waiting for his presence."

Qin Li said, "The Immortal Emperor is dead, and Gu Tianting is also gone."

"Do not!"

The purple dancer is emotional:

"Your Majesty is immortal and will never die."

"Your Majesty once said that when Ziweixing sees the sky again, at the moment of his return, he will definitely rebuild the heavenly court!"

Everyone was shocked and didn't know whether this prophecy was true or false.

But the purple star is shrouded in black mist, and the sun is indeed invisible.

"Hurry up!"

The purple dancer drove away.

Qin Li arched his hands and said, "Dare to ask where is the blood of heaven?"

Bailijian smiled: "Excuse me, the old sword of Emperor Xiandi, can it be here?"

Suddenly.

The purple dancer's eyes were cold.

"It turns out that it was a thief who was peeping at Emperor Bao. It's hard to die!"

Clang!

The jade sword is pulled out.

The dancer in purple shows coercion.

A sword reveals the power of burying the ancients, turning into a dense sword light, sweeping the audience.

"Supernatural power!"

Everyone was shocked.

Now the crape myrtle star turned into the underworld.

The living are suppressed, but the dead can use magical powers.

"I'll resist!" Xue Ji took the lead, offering a flying shuttle, shed the light of the seven-color primordial magnet, to resist the ancient burial power.

"Go together!"

Qin Li drew out the killing sword from the beginning.

Bailijian rushed forward, with ever-changing moves.

"A sword flying immortal!" The purple dancer casually offered a magical power.

The sword technique was ethereal and the light was shining, and the whole person flew out like a mist, evading the joint hands of Qin Li and Bailijian, and from an unimaginable angle, he wanted to pierce Bailijian's eyebrows.

"Be careful!"

The Master shot in time.

The measuring ruler blocked this move.

"We met the strong."

The devil drew out his tyrant sword and went to support him.

The four people join forces, and the fighting power is luxurious, even if it is the king, it will be defeated.

"To bully the less!"

The purple dancer fell by the pool water.

"Sisters, don't just look at it!"

Words fall.

Gudong Gudong.

The black pool kept bubbling.

Many purple dancers flew out.

They have gloomy looks, graceful figures, and wear purple veil.

A total of twenty-eight people, holding jade swords, and voicing the power of burying the ancients, lined up like **** messengers.

"Dancing!"

"Twenty-Eight Starry Night Song!"

The purple dancers danced gracefully, but it was a terrifying scene.

The ancient burial power is transpired in the pool, turning into a misty mist, covering the audience, and shuttles twenty-eight dancers.

They are graceful and changeable, soft and feminine, with jade swords in their hands surging in all directions, evolving countless terrifying sceneries.

The fairy hall collapsed, the stars fell, the earth was torn apart, the hero died, all beings were suffering, and everything was sad.

This kind of sword formation, with a frightening atmosphere, tempted people to fall, burying lives, and Qin Li and the others completely fell into it, unable to extricate themselves.

"One thought transforms the sea!"

Baili Sword Festival made a killer move.

Thousands of sword shadows were pierced instantly, layered on top of each other, like waves like waves.

He could not use magical powers, but the sword intent in his heart was immortal, and he was able to imitate the momentum of the sea, and he really played the momentum of the waves.

"It turns out to be one sword and one world, far less than home." The purple dancer is also a swordsman master, instantly seeing the doorway, her formation changes, manifesting the boundless void, and dissolving the impact of the sword of the sea.

"Yijian is pure and strong!"

Qin Li's spirit is one.

In the early days, the sword tire carried out the undefeated will, pure and strong, and shattered all things.

"It's actually a sword that breaks ten thousand laws, you really are extraordinary." The purple-clothed dancer smiled evilly, and the jade sword in her hand softened like noodles, entangled the primordial sword fetus, and resolved her sturdiness and strength.

"This……"

Qin Li was surprised.

The jade sword is softened, too yin to soft.

Isn't this the sword technique that I have been pursuing?

If you can learn it, you can fully integrate the sword power and unload the treasure.

"Let me come!" Old Demon Dugu shot, threw a dozen jade formations, turned into a formation, and suppressed the audience.

"Formation."

The purple dancer was shocked.

"Husband, I will suppress them!"

The blood girl sacrifices to the flying shuttle, and the celestial magnet is radiant, covering the audience, expelling the ancient burial power, weakening the opponent's advantage, and making the dancers unable to use their magical powers.

"it is good!"

Qin Li rushed out.

The sword is fierce, pure and unique.

Fighting in the flesh, as Nirvana, how can you be afraid of zombies?

The same goes for the Baili Sword. The Sword Emperor's Holy Physique is a born sword bone, a noble emperor, and it's not hard to fight.

Jingle bells!

A dozen beckoned down.

Although the dancer in purple fell into a disadvantage, there was no trend of defeat.

"Thief, don't want to succeed, I'm waiting to welcome your majesty's return." The twenty-eight dancing girl made a sword and feared death. In the swordsmanship, an unyielding and immortal will is integrated, and it is extremely difficult to entangle.

"almost!"

Old Demon Dugu waved his hand.

A lot of warm Yuyang iron covered the audience.

Inserting the Scepter of Hell, the Yang Qi burst out instantly, distorting Feng Shui in all directions.

"I set up a simplified version of the Yin-Yang Reversal Array. You have ten breaths. You can use magical powers to destroy them with pure Yang tricks!"

The Master of the Demon was stunned for a moment, it seems that they don't have such supernatural powers.

"Dong Xuan God Eye!"

"One thought of the sun!"

Qin Li moved his left eye divinely.

The divine light of Dong Xuan was bright gold, scorching its brilliance, sweeping the audience.

Like a small sun, it blooms warmth, expels the cold, tears through the horror of the Nine Netherworlds, and creates a bright world.

The sword intent in Bailijian's heart was stirring, using the sword as a pen to outline a round of big sun, high in the sky, and the emperor of the hall, bursting out billions of dust, turning into golden silk, sweeping the Liuhe, penetrating all directions.

Two big days.

Flip left and right, the sun is pure and strong.

Twenty-eight dancing girls could not resist at all.

Burning all over, purifying the power of ancient burial, burning all sins.

They are dying, burning in the fire, returning to the light, and regaining their previous appearance. They are really immortal, completely different from the eerie and terrifying before.

"Purple Star, it's finally coming to sunrise!"

Said the purple dancer.

Ticking.

Tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

But it turned into blue smoke in the fire.

"Your Majesty, you are finally back."

"It's a pity that we are no longer clean and can no longer dance swords for you."

The expressions of Qin Li and others changed drastically, and they instantly remembered the prophecy, presumably this group of dancers had seen something.

"Your Majesty's Seven Sacred Swords are sealed in the emperor's platform. As for the blood of the sky, it is the brewing material of the Poetry Wine Hall, and there should be some remnants."

The explanation is complete.

The flame burned more and more vigorously.

Twenty-eight dancing girls turned into flying ash.