Vol 8 Chapter 215: idea

Black was originally the most common face of the Qin people, black black armor, including the standard sword used by the army, all black.
However, the black of this black-shirted boy is different, and the squat is extraordinarily scented with an unimaginable death.
Even for Xu Fu, the appearance of this black-shirted boy is very awkward.
It seems that he suddenly appeared in the sight of everyone, and then the black death of his body slipped down his clothes like a running water, flowing out along the ground.
Not just Xu Fu, all the practitioners in the military camp know who this black-shirt boy is.
Under the whole world, among the practitioners who practice the ghosts and ghosts, only the disciple of Ying Ying can be so young and so powerful.
It’s just that Xu Fu didn’t understand what it meant to be the black-shirt boy.
"Do you think he can deal with the sword array alone?"
His brows were deeply wrinkled and asked to the sword at the platform: "Use such a similar practitioner to deal with the entire sword array. Is this what you want me to see?"
Yantai Guanjian looked at him quietly and asked: "Why not?"
Xu Fu is a little angry.
Many elderly people in Changling are very well-bred, and he and Mo Shoucheng are all such.
He didn't understand why he was a little angry, but he was inexplicably angry.
"Just because my swords are small children, so the Bashan swordfield is not dealing with it, and it is not." He couldn’t help but sneer. "If the Bashan sword field kills these children, it will pass out and kill." So many children are always uncomfortable. If you don't kill, this sword is powerful, and it is enough to be the key to the battle. But Ding Ning and Lin Bouji think that if you use the same age, There is no such problem for the practitioner to deal with this sword array. Is it just a practitioner who is enough to deal with this sword array?"
Yantai Guanjian can understand the emotions of this old man at this time.
This sword array not only cost the precious man's precious ten years, but also spent precious resources of the entire Qin Dynasty in the past ten years.
These ten-year-old children are also the geniuses who have been selected in various places.
Even if the disciples of Yan Ying are extremely talented, even if they get the wealth left by the infants, even if they are personally taught by Ding Ning and others, can they be compared with the gift of the whole dynasty?
Not to mention he has only one person.
"I understand why you are angry."
The practitioners of this level of Guantai did not need to cover up their inner feelings. He looked at Xu Fu and shook his head calmly. "But things will not be as simple as you think, and what you said is also you. I think what I want. Since Ding Ning wants you to come, naturally he has his reason."
Xu Fu took a deep breath.
He also woke up, and in the face of the younger generation, he should not be so mad.
He shook his head and didn't want to say anything, just watching.
Not far from the city, the city has been alarmed by the dark clouds brought by the arrival of Tengjiao. There are many smokes in the city, and it is thought that some troops are also rapidly assembling.
However, there is more and more quiet around this military camp.
With the black air on the black robes of the school, the slight sound of the insects disappeared.
But I don't know why, as the world is getting quieter and quieter, even when the sound of fallen leaves is audible, I don't know where I am, but I hear the sound of the piano.
The sound of this piano is very low. If it is not, it seems to disappear at any time, without any fluctuations in vitality.
However, when he heard the sound of the piano, Xu Fu’s face suddenly changed.
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The dust suddenly appeared on the school ground.
A grain of sand is not scattered, but it is suspended straight up.
The black gas flowing from the previous thousand tombs was like heavy water, flowing over the ground, but at this time it was a trace of black gas that oozes out from the hard mud and flies straight up.
The ground began to shake.
The entire military camp began to shake.
The horses in the military camp began to panic, and there were countless voices and restraints.
At this moment, the air above the barracks was split into a myriad of pieces by a dazzling sword light, and then it became a myriad of turbulent winds!
The boys and girls in the military camp have already felt the hostility of the thousand tombs, and they have also felt that the thousand tombs have already been shot.
The ground of the school ground was split open, then it was pushed up by more black gas and turned up.
The flying sword flying above the military camp quickly responded to the spirit of the ghosts and ghosts. The flying sword brought out a flash of the sword road, which was constantly gathering sunlight.
The top of the entire military camp became brighter and brighter, and it was bright and dazzling. It was just a bright group and could not see the flying sword inside.
The blazing sun was originally the nemesis of the ghosts and ghosts, but the thousand tombs seemed to be unmoved.
The blackness on his arms was getting stronger and stronger, and he couldn't see his palm. The two black gas went deep into the ground. As his arm moved slightly, the underground moment suddenly boiled, and the hard soil weighing more than a thousand pounds went up. The fluttering feathers flew up.
In an instant, a dark mountain rises underground.
There are countless tombstones on the black hills, like forests.
This is the Thousand Tomb Mountain, the life of the infant, and the life of the thousand tombs.
When there was nothing, and the sound of the piano that had nothing to do with this battle sounded, Xu Fu had changed his face, and when the thousand tombs rose, Xu Fu’s eyes suddenly shrank!
Thousand Tombs is not unfamiliar and mysterious to the world of the entire practitioner.
However, the Qian Tomb Mountain at this time is very different from the Qian Tomb Mountain in the previous record.
At the moment when the black shirt rises, the black rock and mud beneath the tombstone are also momentarily loose.
A piece of tombstone is like the dirt on the school ground at this time.
Below the tombstone, there are a number of people appearing.
This figure is a dead object, with a unique decadent taste. For the practitioner, it is like the mildew on the rotten food that is least likely to touch.
But what makes people very worried is that the vitality fluctuations in these dead objects are very powerful and terrifying.
The shadow of the thousand tombs disappeared in Montenegro.
Many "cultivators" who exude a decadent taste are separated from Montenegro and march to the military camp ahead.
A piece of film could not stop the exclamation from the military camp.
These sounds are very young.
The extremely young practitioners who make up the military camp have never encountered such an enemy.
The spirit of these "cultivators" surged out, and the sound of countless giant mountains in the sky sounded.
What followed was the storm.
Countless days, the storm caused by the fall of the vitality.
Xu Fu’s face is very pale.
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