Sword Venerable Ling Tian

"Ling Tian is a male idol. Is King Bright Moon Immortal a female? What? Is there a problem?" Yin Rourou said impatiently.

"Okay, don't be poor, let's hurry down!"

Ling Tian can't wait.

"Wait, now it is the time for the big formation to be tyrannical, we have to wait and continue." Yin Rourou refused.

"Wait!? I don't have the patience, let's go!"

Ling Tian shook his head, pulling Yin Rourou's arm, and rushing into the mist of the unreturned Yuan Among.

"Hey, you fellow, don't be afraid of death!"

However, Yin Rourou couldn't break free of Ling Tian's big hand, and the two of them fell directly into the mist.

At the moment when the two figures flashed, the countless Martial Artists of various races waiting outside the abyss suddenly raised their heads, and their surprised look was hard to conceal.

"hehe, now the fog above the abyss of no return has not yet weakened, and the array is fierce. Within this day, any Martial Artist who enters the formation method will be strangled by the Formation attack, these two People actually dared to rush into it, really act recklessly."

"Perhaps the unknown and inexperienced generation did not know the power of the ancient ruined formation without returning to the abyss. In the early days, it was in the next. I saw several ninth rank Immortal Kings join forces to break in, but they were all buried in it."

"The two Human Race juniors are going to suffer."

"Look, The big formation begins to move, and the pitiful Human Race beauty is about to be killed."

In these Martial Artist's sneer and whispers, the thick mist that was originally slowly rolling was like boiling water. Tumbled like violently.

Ling Tian's complexion is cautious, and his cold eyes are constantly sweeping around. As early as the moment he entered the mist, a faint intention of killing was already born in his heart. Although it seems calm here, he intuitively tells His remnant formation, indeed, the attack power should not be underestimated.

Sand, sand,,

The voice is extremely low. If Ling Tian listened quietly, he could not even notice, his body suddenly tense, his complexion instantly gloomy, he actually stretched out his hand directly Hugging Yin Rourou behind her in her arms.

"Ah!" Yin Rourou suddenly exclaimed, her face "shua" rose to red, could this guy look at the place hidden and no one, wanting to do something wrong with her What's the matter! ?

Yin Rourou was about to resist, when she heard Ling Tian suddenly snorting.

From the depths of the thick fog, there were several white fog arrows shot out silently, at extremely fast speed, and they swept over without even giving Ling Tian half time to dodge. The arrows are sharp. Hardness is better than a national weapon. If the common martial artist is changed, five or six holes will be pierced by a sneak attack, and most of one's life will be lost. However, with Ling Tian fleshy body strength, these misty arrows made him faintly pained at most, but they couldn't break the defense.

"Don't move, or you will lose your life. Don't blame me for not reminding you."

Ling Tian Shen shouted in a low voice, and then the azure light outside the body flashes, constantly repairing it. The small scar caused by the arrow whizzed forward. It was at the moment he acted that the originally calm fog wave violently fluctuated in an instant, like a tide, tossing up and down endlessly.

Shoo!

Shoo!

A short, ear-piercing sound suddenly sounded, mixed with a scent of aura, and countless forms of Formation were condensed into arrows of mist, roaring like a rain of arrows. Like a series of poisonous snakes hidden in the fog, the speed is as fast as lightning, and they go straight to Ling Tian to strangle.

"hmph!" Facing the siege of the fog arrow, Ling Tian's complexion couldn't help becoming more ugly. At this moment, coldly snorted, an endless azure Wood Element breath suddenly burst out of his body, one after another sharp blade Glow swept all directions.

pa!

pa!

The blade glow meets the fog arrow, and there is a crisp sound between the two. The arrow formed by the formation is tenacious Incomparable, but now the Avatar Blade Intent is also tyrannical, enough to cut it off easily.

Although the number of these arrows is extremely large, Ling Tian's blade glow release is not at all disadvantaged. It is condensed into a round circle of harvesting, but anyone who dares to enter his surrounding thousand zhang The arrows will be shredded instantly, and "pa ta pa ta" will fall below the fog.

Ling Tian's eyes flashed slightly with different colors, and he didn't hesitate at the moment, he kept walking under his feet, whizzing forward.

As for Formation, it seems to be half irritated by Ling Tian, ​​strong wind and swift rain are swept away like crazy!

……

If you don’t return to the abyss, you have already entered the abyss before, ready to take in the Martial Artists of their respective races. At this time, their complexion changes suddenly, and they suddenly look towards it. The misty waves of the raging sea can not hide the color of surprise in his eyes.

"What's going on, Formation is weakened, there is still one day left, some people rush into the big battle!?!"

"I don't know which family of Martial Artists are so big. , Hehe, this time I am afraid that I must be in order to pay the price for my own stupidity."

"The ancient ruined formation is terrifying matchless. Once the flesh and blood creatures are detected, they are irreconcilable. Below the top Immortal King Martial Artist will die if you enter it, but I don’t know how long this person can hold on."

"Five breaths! At most five breaths, those who break in will be swallowed by arrow rain!"

"Yes, Transcending Tribulation cultivator faces the ancient formation, and very few people can persist beyond five breaths."

A group of Martial Artists of different races have spoken one after another, but there is a slight cynicism on their faces. , Regarding the death of others, they would not take seriously. Quan should have watched a good show.

But at this moment, from the mist, there was a sudden gust of weather erupting. Even if the mist is obstructed, it can already be vaguely sensed. At the moment when the murderous intention was sensed, the complexion of more than a hundred Martial Artists of different races here changed drastically.

"What a strong breath!"

"Who is the intruder, who can have such a tyrannical breath? Is it the top Heaven's Chosen of the race!? Shouldn't it be? Ah, the Peak powerhouses of the major ethnic groups have entered the abyss of no return?"

"Could it be that other stronghold powerhouses are here!?"

"No matter it is Who, we can't provoke this guy, hide our breath and go!"

Soon, the Martial Artists of all races around here left one after another, feeling from a distance.

After these Martial Artists escaped, the ear-piercing sound instantly spread down the abyss, and then under the tyrannical atmosphere, two figures rushed directly out of the thick fog, bringing a lot more The broken mist arrow crackle smashed to the ground.

Shoo!

Shoo!

Some arrows chasing after them rushed out of the mist and fell into the abyss. The ancient wood around the place was shot to pieces.

The people who fled before The alien Martial Artist couldn't help swallowing and spitting, looking at the direction where the arrow above disappeared, there was a sense of awe in his eyes. The broken array is still too terrifying, but these two figures can actually break in directly, which is even more powerful.