Chapter 317 The Thin Black Sword—The Sword of Peace

Style: Fantasy Author: Li JiuyiWords: 2288Update Time: 24/01/12 04:18:43
"Read these words once."

Jiang Yan frowned. The words on the shield were crooked and seemed to be moving, but in fact it was just an illusion and a problem of sight.

but……

These words really make people feel that this is extraordinary and full of a sense of foreign civilization.

"I……"

The dark-faced man suddenly turned pale.

In fact, ever since Jiang Yan revealed his innate cultivation, he had expected something like this to happen.

It must be a big opportunity, a big opportunity! !

The black-faced man roared in his heart, this is the only way. Only then did he have a chance to make a comeback and escape from Jiang Yan.

He never expected that Jiang Yan would spare his life.

"If you don't read it, you will die!" Jiang Yan spoke at the right moment, his voice without any emotion.

call! !

The black-faced man took a deep breath, stared deeply at the strange font on the shield, and slowly read out these words while opening and closing his mouth.

"The fan of the chasm is blowing the Han panluo and the sheyiti."

The obscure and awkward words came out, and just after the black-faced man finished reading these words, Jiang Yan was keenly aware of a cold fluctuation in the dark.

Creak! Creak!

In the quiet corridor, a cold wind began to blow.

Click, click, click! Click, click, click!

On the shield, strange fonts fell to the ground, a cloud of black and gray smoke rose up, and a vague figure stretched out.

There are not so many opportunities in this world.

Pointing their swords together, Jiang Yan slashed at the black shadow from afar.

laugh! ! A bright red thin line flashed away.

The black-faced man and the black shadow were on the same straight line, and the red line crossed them, cutting the black-faced man in two. This man had to be killed sooner or later, so he simply killed them all together.

Immediately afterwards, the red line of true energy quickly rolled towards the black shadow.

call! !

The red line touched the black shadow, and a strange scene appeared. The black shadow seemed as if it didn't exist, allowing the red line to pass through.

In silence, a very deep charred black mark appeared on the stone wall of the corridor.

Jiang Yan retreated, kept on alert, and stared deeply at the black shadow. It was really strange that the true energy could not attack it. Could it be a spiritual entity or something like that?

In short, this is not weird, it cannot be sensed by his modifier ability.

The black shadow did not seem to have the intention of attacking Jiang Yan, and it was not certain whether he was conscious or not.

About twenty breaths later, under Jiang Yan's eyes, the black shadow gradually melted into a ball of liquid and seeped into the ground.

"It's really... baffling." Jiang Yan sighed softly.

However, although no danger occurred, what happened just now made Jiang Yan more vigilant. This place is by no means a good place, so it would be better to leave early.

Thinking like this, Jiang Yan immediately turned around and left.



Deep in the underground mausoleum, Qiu Xinglan looked forward with burning eyes.

This place is already the deepest part of the mausoleum. In fact, before arriving here, he had gained very little.

Some of the antiquities here still have some value. They may be valuable to a warrior in the realm of body refining, but they are not of value to him.

but……

"My divine weapon, at worst it's human level, it's possible that it's earth level!"

Qiu Xinglan murmured in a low voice, "I've made it. This time I really made it. I didn't expect that my cousin would encounter such a great opportunity on a whim."

If Qiu Xinghe can master this magical weapon, who among the geniuses in Luocang can resist him in the future?

No, not one.

In this way, his status will be greatly improved, and it is not impossible to hold great power from now on.

Of course, he also secretly thought about being able to master this weapon alone, but after thinking for a long time, he suppressed the thought of committing suicide.

He is not even innate, if you take it you will die.

It is better to exchange for credit and use it as a tool for promotion.

"Have you informed your cousin?" Qiu Xinglan asked in a low voice.

"We have been notified that six groups of people have been sent out in succession. The eldest son should be here soon!!"

"That's good." After hearing this, Qiu Xinglan relaxed.

"Master Lan, look, the light shield around this weapon is getting thinner and weaker!"

"Blood can corrode the light shield!"

Beside Qiu Xinglan, a subordinate pointed at the magic weapon suspended in the air in front of him and reminded him in a low voice.

Um? ?

Actually...it's really possible...

In Qiuxing's eyes, a slender black scimitar was suspended in the air, and at the same time, a dark golden light shield covered it.

He had tried before, but even with all his strength, he could not break through the light shield. He could only inform Qiu Xinghe first, and then think of a solution.

But now, this thick mask is about to break.

The blood on the ground belonged to others. It was not just his force that came here just now, there were also casual cultivators, but in order to prevent the news from spreading, he killed them all.

"Kill fifty people and collect their blood!" Qiu Xinglan said coldly with an indifferent expression.

As soon as he finished speaking, the men behind him immediately pushed the condemned prisoner he had brought to him near the dark golden light shield, and cut off the condemned prisoner's head with a knife. For a moment, the heads were rolling, and the smell of blood filled the air.

Outside the pitch black knife, the dark golden light shield was stained by blood and became lighter and thinner, but it did not break after all.

"Kill again!" Qiu Xinglan spat out two words.

This time, they killed all the prisoners on death row.

laugh! A sword energy swept across, and the dark golden light shield broke, turning into little golden lights and dissipating.

Qiu Xinglan withdrew his long sword and stepped forward towards the thin black knife.

Divine weapons, a general term for extraordinary weapons, are divided into three levels: human, earth, and heaven. Those who hold the divine weapons can break through the body defenses of the same level without injecting any power.

Of course, this is only the most basic power of the magic weapon. In addition, each magic weapon has its own unique attribute power.

As the dark golden light shield dispersed, tiny and dark spots of light slowly appeared outside the pitch-black knife, and a harsh and violent aura of evil rippled out.

This is a peerless weapon.

Ta-ta! Ta-ta!

Qiu Xinglan walked in front of it, the thin black knife pointed downwards, spinning.

As he got closer, Qiu Xinglan discovered two small characters engraved on the handle of the thin knife.

"Quiet the chaos."

"Is that your name?"

Qiu Xinglan stretched out his hand and gently grasped the handle of the knife. Without any accident, the long black knife was held in his hand. But what surprised him was that he did not feel any kind of power from this knife, as if it had been used before. All the miracles are just illusions.

"There must be something wrong."

swish swish...

At this time, starting from the tip of the blade, the blade began to turn into sand, and the blade turned into powder and scattered.

"It turns out that your power is gone a long time ago. Did I break the balance?"

Qiu Xinglan was filled with regret. He thought he could get a magic weapon, but he didn't expect that time had corroded its power...

"Quiet the chaos..."

"You've turned into ashes, how can you calm down the chaos..."

boom! !

Suddenly, a thick black beam of light suddenly surged out from the place where Pingluan Dao had moved away. Qiu Xinglan was the first to bear the brunt, and was swept away by the black light, and his figure disappeared.

Buzz…

The black beam of light broke through the ground, penetrated the dark clouds, tore through the strong wind, and shot straight into the sky.

Ten breaths later, a thick black and gray fog enveloped a land with a radius of hundreds of miles. Inside, there were gusts of sinister wind and boundless vicious energy, full of unknown.

Three hundred years away, Luocang City.

Many big shots felt the changes in the Chaolong Mountains and sent their men out to investigate.



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