Chapter 405: luck

The sword is indestructible, this is not bragging, but it is real.
Dalongjianyi represents the sacred art of slashing, and it is also capable of slaying strange creatures formed by such corpse water.
The black creature felt Lin Xuan's big dragon sword, and was suddenly frightened like a mouse.
He wasn't attacking, but was rushing into the ground quickly in a pool of water.
"Want to run?"
Lin Xuan's artistic conception of wind, combined with the speed of the inverse dragon step, reached the extreme, and he came to the black creature in an instant.
Thunder and lightning were intertwined, palms waved, and a huge cage covered him inside.
In an instant, dozens of lightning bolts penetrated into the body of the black creature.
Tick, tick!
The black creature turned into a ball of black water, fell on the ground, and returned to the black river.
When the black creature was resolved, Lin Xuan ran towards the right again.
After some time, his speed gradually decreased as a stone hole appeared in front of him.
Shi Dong was blocked by a thick layer of stone gates, which were lined with vines. It had not been opened for a long time.
Lin Xuan raised a frown, and his heart was slightly happy, it seems that the little white monkey, the little stick, is OK.
He just wanted to step forward to investigate, and then a few sneer came from behind.
I can't see how lucky you are, and you can find the treasure hole.
"This cave is ours, you can roll away!" The voice was so overbearing that Lin Xuan was not taken into account at all.
Lin Xuan turned back and found that three warriors in the middle of the spiritual realm stood not far away, and the three formed a triangle with a fixed distance from each other.
The advantage of this is that you can attack and retreat and form a small group.
Obviously, the three are veterans of combat.
"Do you want this treasure hole?" Lin Xuan smiled.
"Less nonsense, hurry up, or you will stay here forever!" The three of them burst into three breaths, joining together, like a thousand peaks, pressing on Lin Xuan.
To be honest, Lin Xuan's Jianyi had shocked them when they were outside, otherwise the three would not be so cautious when facing a kid in the early stage of spiritual fusion.
However, the three of them joined forces with great confidence. Under their joint attack, even if they are facing warriors in the late stage of the Rongling Realm, they have a battle force.
However, Lin Xuan possesses a Qicheng Dalong sword intention, and he is not afraid of three people attacking together.
With a cold hum, Lin Xuan's shadow of a giant sky sword appeared behind him, pressing like a pillar of heaven toward the three-footed peak.
Rumble!
The void trembled as if a large blast had occurred.
In the terrified eyes of the three, Lin Xuan's giant sword behind the sky is like cutting tofu, splitting the Zhangzhang Peak into two, and then pressing the three with endless momentum.
"Rewind!"
The three's faces changed dramatically, and their bodies retreated like lightning.
"Wind Emperor sword."
Since the shot was made, Lin Xuan had no reason to stop, and the Xing Jue Sword turned into a bit of coldness and merged into the void.
After comprehending the artistic conception of the wind, his understanding of the wind has become more sophisticated, and when he raises his hands, he can play the mysterious swordsmanship.
His sword stabbed at a man wearing a blue scarf. There was no sword light and no terror, like a blast.
Xing Juejian came to the man in an instant.
"Stop me!" The warrior wearing a blue scarf shouted frantically, his two palms converging in front of him.
The surrounding aura was pulled like water, forming a thick spiritual defense in front of him.
And the yellow light in his body was gushing out, and simple patterns appeared in the air.
"Well, there is still Inner Armor." Lin Xuan was slightly surprised, and the sword in his hand was even sharper.
50% of the sword's intention erupted, and the mood of the wind was also integrated into it.
Click!
Three broken sounds sounded one after another, and Xing Juejian penetrated the aura barrier instantly.
Immediately after that, the guy's defensive inner armor was also split into two, and his body's defense was even more unbearable, and he was punctured with a terrible blood hole.
The man wearing a blue scarf flew upside down and couldn't live without it.
At this time, the two companions next to him suddenly attacked Lin Xuan and made a vicious attack.
One of them banged on Lin Xuan's head, which was a mace with the thickness of an arm, like a hill, smashing towards Lin Xuan.
The other was kicking at Lin Xuan's waist while simultaneously firing two hidden weapons, piercing Lin Xuan's eyes.
The two cooperated tacitly and quickly launched these attacks.
"The wind blows Liu Jian!"
Lin Xuan's sword crossed in front of him, turning quickly.
The mood of the wind spread, and the star-strength sword that was indestructible seemed to turn into a soft wicker, swirling around him.
Dangding!
All attacks were blocked from the sword curtain.
Returning the wind to blow the willow sword is a skill of Jianchi House. At this time, the power of Lin Xuanfeng's artistic conception is even more powerful.
The blue sword light is like a willow branch swaying in the air at this moment.
laugh!
The warrior on the left was swept by Xing Jue Jian, and dozens of sword qi entangled it instantly.
Suddenly, countless sword marks appeared on his body, and blood was dripping from the sky.
"The catkins fly and kill!"
The sword is swiping, the sky is full of sword-like air, and there are no rules to find.
The other tried to dodge, but was still pierced by countless swords.
The three were easily resolved, Lin Xuan put away the star sword, and walked towards Shimen.
This stone gate is tightly closed.
"Xiao Xuanzi, let me take a test, and see how well you learn?" The wine man laughed.
In his spare time on weekdays, Jiuya passed on all his knowledge to Lin Xuan.
And this is a good time to test Lin Xuan.
"it is good."
Lin Xuan nodded slightly, then walked back and forth with a small hand.
His eyes quickly moved towards the Quartet, and soon he found out.
"No obvious organ should be a dark trough or a formation law organ. According to observation, this organ should be above this stone gate."
Lin Xuan released the thunder and lightning in his left hand, and touched Shimen. The withered vine suddenly turned into ashes and fell to the ground.
With his palms on it, he probed carefully.
"Sure enough, there is a formation!" Lin Xuan perceives it, then his five fingers jump, and several inscriptions do not enter Shimen.
Suddenly, a series of subtle patterns emerged from the stone gate, quickly forming three small caves, each with the thickness of a chopstick.
"It's done." Lin Xuan rejoiced.
"Well, yes." The wine master nodded slightly. "It seems that I teach you knowledge, you understand."
Lin Xuan smiled and punched the spirit into three fine holes.
Suddenly ~ EbookFREE.me ~ a tremor occurred in Shimen.
The stone gate opened, revealing a wider area inside, Lin Xuan's body flickered into the stone gate.
Just as Lin Xuan entered, two figures appeared again in the tomb of the evil king, the two men and women who called the evil king the master.
They looked around, showing an excited look.
"Come in, finally come in!"
The mysterious man with a half mask took out a jade Jank and quickly checked it.
Soon, they shook their bodies and ran towards the right.
However, not long after the two left, two more figures came in and disappeared quickly.
The speed of these two silhouettes was very fast, without any stops, only two white and red silhouettes entered and disappeared on the river bank.
Lin Xuan naturally didn't know what was happening outside. After entering Shimen, he was stuck in place again.