Nine Realms Sword Master

The purple-clothed man acted, and almost all of his attention was focused on him.

Everyone held their breath, watching quietly, waiting for the next move of the man in purple.

He turned over his palm and took out a magic weapon.

It is a delicate blue porcelain bottle.

The porcelain bottle has no cap, the bottleneck is slender, and it is crystal clear.

The man in purple walked to the statue and tossed the porcelain bottle.

In an instant, the porcelain bottle flew into the air, leaped to the top of the chessboard, and then suddenly became bigger. The mouth of the porcelain bottle released adsorption force toward the statue like a black hole.

The statue shook slightly under the force of adsorption.

"effective?"

Everyone exudes joy.

"If I'm right, the key to this restriction lies in the magic weapon." The purple-clothed man said Shen: "With our strength, we cannot enter the chessboard. These statues are very powerful. The price of forcibly breaking the chessboard is death, but inside the chessboard. The statues only seem to respond to talents. If we contend with magic weapons, they won’t move, so you guys, magic weapons...it’s impossible to subdue these guys by myself. Please urge magic weapons Suppress these statues with me!"

When people heard the sound, their eyes brightened, and no longer hesitated, they sacrificed magic weapons and threw them toward the statue.

The man in purple looked quietly.

In a short while, all sides of the statue were magic weapons, and various bizarre artifacts exuded strong spirit power.

just.

Throwing away the magic weapon of the crowd, it seemed to sink into the sea without any response.

The purple-clothed man frowned again and again, and he was very dissatisfied: "Why do you only bring out some low-level magic weapons? Do you only have this level of magic weapons? Or do you want to give up good treasures? I will leave the words here. If you want to get the inheritance of the tomb inside, please continue this way. Coming down here is just an eye-opener. If you don’t get the inheritance of the tomb, I don’t feel distressed. Up!"

When these words fell to the ground, many people's faces became difficult to look.

Everyone wants to retain strength and save magic weapons.

But now it seems that this is obviously not enough.

Ever since, some people have pulled out a powerful magic weapon.

There are cold water magical instruments that look like flames, huge statues that look like fierce beasts, and exquisite pagoda vessels.

Various magical and powerful Horcruxes appeared one after another, covering the statue again.

Soon, the bodies of all the statues trembled.

When everyone saw this, they were very excited, and more and more people did not keep the magic weapon.

The man in Tsing Yi also stared closely, yelling from time to time: "Water shortage magic weapon! Who has it?"

"I have!" The souls immediately responded.

"Lack of gravity, who has it?"

"I have!" someone said again.

"Lack of sabotage magic weapon, who has it?" The Tsing Yi man shouted again.

But no one said anything this time.

The man in Tsing Yi frowned, looked around, and saw that no one was speaking, he coldly snorted: "It's all this time, the baby is right in front of you, is there anyone else hiding it? If you can't take out what I said Magic weapon, it is impossible for you to open this place and enter the center of the ancient tomb."

This word fell to the ground, and someone finally said something.

"Then I will give it a try!"

The man's face was hesitant, obviously reluctant, but he still threw a magic weapon.

It was a dark yellow spinning top, spinning in the air, hung out a series of devastating whirlwinds, spinning around the statue.

But the statue actually didn't move.

"This magic weapon won't work, do you have a better magic weapon?" the purple-clothed man said solemnly.

The man was stunned, his face was ugly, he hesitated for a while, and finally nodded, and once again offered a magic weapon.

This time it was a golden spinning top, and its mighty energy was stronger than the previous spinning top. As soon as it appeared, the statue trembled violently.

The man breathed a sigh of relief.

But Bai Ye was curiously tight.

How does it feel that this man in purple clothes knows that this man has this magic weapon?

Bai Ye's heart was perplexed, and she also lost a few magic weapons.

But it's useless.

Compared with the high-level magic weapons of these people, most of his body is rubbish, or it is the unusable artifacts obtained from the ancient tomb. If it is really powerful, it is estimated that only these two swords.

If there were no people around, Bai Ye would definitely cut off these statues with a sword to death, but it would definitely not work now.

at last.

With the concerted efforts of everyone, the chessboard finally collapsed, and the bodies of all the chess pieces were covered with cracks, and finally turned into a pile of rubble.

Everyone at the scene was overjoyed and smiled.

The man in purple also continued to walk inside.

Bai Ye looked at the purple-clothed man deeply, and felt more and more incredible.

And at the same time... he actually had a sense of familiarity and intimacy with this purple-clothed man.

It's like...where did I meet him...

Who is this person?

...

...

Boom! !

Several black lights descended from the sky, and slammed heavily on the Zhetian Peak.

The halo disappeared.

Several figures stood in front of the unknown tombstone.

At the same time, there are still many souls coming here.

But they all slammed directly towards the gate, and they all came from the Zhetian ancient tomb.

"Brother, let's go in quickly and **** the inheritance!" A man in black said solemnly to the human with a cloak in front of him.

The man in the cloak couldn't see his face clearly, and his hands were wrapped in bandages. This man was absolutely final.

And beside him is the Raksha girl.

"No need to go in!"

Finally Yan was silent for a while, and said lightly: "We are waiting for them here."

"Wait?" The Raksha girl smiled charmingly: "Do you want to stand still?"

"That's too stupid." Finally Yan shook his head: "I just want to be a fisherman."

"Fisherman?"

"There will be a big battle inside. No matter who gets the inheritance, it will be the target of the public. Only the one who lives to the end can get the inheritance. And the person who gets the inheritance must have experienced all kinds of battles, lack strength, and be injured. Wouldn’t it be easy for us to **** it out?"

The words fell to the ground, and the eyes of the people around were bright, and they all nodded.

"Senior brother is right, in this way, we are the ones who have the last laugh!" The man laughed.

"Not necessarily yet."

Finally shook his head.

"Why do you say this, brother?"

"Because we are not the only ones who want to be fishermen."

He raised his head, and his cloak scanned his surroundings with cold eyes.

People realized that not only was their team standing outside and not entering, there were also several teams around.

Obviously, everyone has such a mentality. There are so many people going in, and the chance of seizing inheritance is too small. It is better to wait outside.

"What should we do?" The Raksha girl asked, "Should we invite Master?"

"Why bother with this little thing?"

Finally Yan pulled out a stern sword from his waist, and said in a deep voice, "As long as we kill them all, aren't we the only team left here?"

People's hearts twitched.

However, the man in the cloak rushed towards the nearest group without warning.

"Do it!"

There was a cold shout, and the final sword had already cut away a person's body...