Vol 2 Chapter 309: stiff

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Uh ~
The sword sound starts from between five fingers.
An Qisheng's palm stretched out, and an invisible and quality long-handled sword has emerged.
The king power sword is invisible and can be evolved into thousands of soldiers. At this time, it is its initial state. The Tao sword, or in other words, the flying sword.
In the world of Jiufu, he devised a armor and left it for three thousand years. Only by virtue of the royal sword brought by Tongzhengyang, was his support on Xuanxing.
King power sword is not gold or iron, it is invisible and immaterial, non-qi and non-god.
It not only contains the evolution of martial arts over the past three thousand years, it is also the incarnation of people who are royal.
The basis of its existence is An Qisheng's unrelenting soul.
This sword is, to some extent, the embodiment of his sword of soul.
It can be driven without the heaven and earth aura. Of course, no operation can be done without consumption. What Wang Jianjian consumes is his blood and spirit.
Its existence is also another path for An Qisheng.
If the '炁' species cannot be condensed and the body shell is broken, the King Sword will be the cornerstone of his spirit, the base camp for his rebirth, and the infinite cave.
Spiritual attachment is the cornerstone, killing the enemy with it is the magic soldier!
Uh ~
Suddenly Dao Jian emerged, and there were cracks in the sky.
Then the sword is shining like a tide, spreading in all directions, like pouring water into the water.
A zombie has not yet fallen from the air, has been torn by the omnipresent Jianguang, has not waited for the ground, and has been twisted into powder by the extreme sharp air!
Howl
With a scream, it flickered.
Jian Guang slaps like a waterfall, a zombie has been completely submerged by Jian Guang.
Of course, these zombies do not have the abnormal body that the female zombies usually bombarded undead, one by one, they are truly inaccessible, and even the sniper rifle can not penetrate its membrane.
But under the light of the water sword, but like the snowflakes under the scorching sun, it melted away instantly.
It's as if there's no steel bar, no steel bar, and no guns!
Howl ~~
Heads of zombies disappeared in Jianguang.
Some zombies in the distance, as if unaware of them, still rushed towards the sword light tide.
Peerless man watching.
I saw the flood of swords covering the Quartet. Among them, there seemed to be dragons rolling, walking around the Quartet, and tossing and moving, a zombie broke apart without resistance.
With his eyesight, he only felt that the corpse tide surrounding it was broken, and it was near and far, all smashed by the omnipresent Jianguang into particles invisible to the naked eye.
Uh ~
It seems that Jianming has not fallen, and Jianguang has already converged.
Finally, the scattered Jianguang returned in the ripples of the air, submerged in the palm raised by An Qisheng.
Secretly, it can be felt by people in the dust.
An inch above the palm of the hand, there was an invisible, invisible sword that was invisible to the naked eye.
Huh ~
An Qisheng sighed slightly, and Wang Quanjian was already in his palm.
The sharp air suddenly dissipated.
His blood was calmed down, and his temples were slightly tightened. This sword, for his physique at this time, was not oppressive.
Although in theory, he could cut off the strength of the Taoist heyday with one sword, but in fact, with his body at this time, cutting out such a sword, there was almost no solution to the soldiers, but it was goodbye.
But these walking dead do not need much effort naturally.
"This sword ..."
There must be no peace in the hearts of people.
This sword is not an illusion or a spiritual suggestion, but a force that transcends the ordinary.
Even if An Qisheng shot and killed all the zombies with one enemy, it was not so surprising.
This is truly surreal power.
At this moment, Rao is calm in his heart and has great interest in the ‘strange encounters’ that An Qisheng has experienced.
What kind of adventure can make him show such incredible things?
Rumble!
Almost as soon as the sword of King Power disappeared, the sky was suddenly roaring with thunder and thunder, and the clouds were rolling in, and the electric snake wanted to dive down.
However, it appeared that Wang Quanjian's magnetic field conflict with the heaven and earth caused the cloud to converge.
If it were not for the flash of the King Power Sword, its speed would be extremely fast, and at this time it would lead to the thunder and lightning.
An Qisheng didn't care about the thunder and lightning that rolled in the sky, and his eyes fell into the distance.
Although these zombies have lost all their memories, they still have a trace of instinct, and as long as they have instincts, no creature will take the initiative to die.
These zombies went on and on, naturally due to some kind of drive.
His senses are keen.
After these zombies were broken up, the twisted souls dissipated in the magnetic field and captured by the source.
This sky-high thunderbolt was attracted by the King Power Sword, but it stayed.
It is because of the source of the magnetic field in the distance.
Is also rioting!
boom!
boom!
In the dim basement, the breezy wind roared, and the evil was red.
The large red coffin trembled, the moaning sound of the old wooden door switch, and the ink fountain line buzzed and hummed, and a large stream of scarlet blood sprayed out from the slightly raised coffin gap.
It seemed that one of them was sealed with blood, and within a short time, the scarlet blood had spread like a drink, submerged a dry corpse, and soaked the red coffin.
Wow!
Soaked in blood and water, the yellowish runes that were yellowing one by one moved without wind, and a faint golden light shone and collided with the waves of blood.
There is a loud sound of corrosion.
And the ink fountain line soaked with blood and water also buzzed and shook, like a subdued roar like a real dragon, wrapped around the coffin.
"A thousand years, a thousand years, how long do you want to trap me ?!"
The coffin sounded low and angry.
He had to be angry, this weird place, not only did not have resentment, but not even heaven and earth aura!
Even, the people are very thin!
For a month, he was transformed into a deadlock that was less than 10,000!
If he goes on like this, he will really die, he will really die!
The zombie king is almost immortal, but he who is immortal is not his uncle!
It is the zombie king that will recover every 129,000 years, but the zombie king is not necessarily his puppet!
Bang!
The sound of roar exploded violently, and the blood waves rolled more and more.
Ooo ~~
Gradually, the sound of ghostly crying echoed from the abyss, pierced the road tornado, and spread around.
This wailing voice is too murky, and it is colder than the snow that has never melted for thousands of years.
An Qisheng, who is thousands of kilometers away, feels like a bone of coldness digging into the bone gap.
This breath is too cold, and with it, the evil aura in the heavens and the earth has not been overbearing!
"That source is indeed here!"
The man in the dust shook his eyes, pulled out the locator, and rushed forward.
This breath is so weird, if it is a real recovery, the horror of the consequences is unpredictable.
But he just took two steps.
An Qisheng has stopped his way.
"An Xiaoyou?"
The man with a frown on his face seemed to be guessing: "You may have another hole card in your hand, but this matter is overkill, and it must be completely eliminated."
"Although the nuclear bomb is very powerful, it is not the right time to launch it. The female zombie was able to stumble before. Is this the source of the zombie king?"
An Qisheng shook his head slightly.
He stepped into the corner of the Dream Hiya Mountains and saw the situation of the zombie king Zhuzhang. He was in a coffin, and it was difficult to escape from the struggle several times.
The coffin and the rune on it seemed to be the means to seal him.
Drop a nuclear bomb and kill the zombie king. I don't know. The coffin will probably be destroyed.
If you fail to kill the Zombie King and help him out of trouble, then the joy is great.
"This......"
Peerless man groaned slightly.
He has always been a decisive person, but anyone involved in the throwing of a nuclear bomb must exercise caution.
Once reactive, the aftermath becomes severe.
"give it to me."
Seeing him groaning slightly, An Qisheng said again:
"There are better ways than a nuclear bomb."
"Oh?"
Peerless man frowned slightly: "What are you going to do?"
"Sky and earth sympathize, magnetic fields change, isn't this dark cloud just prepared for the zombie king?"
An Qisheng pointed at the dark clouds gathered in the sky:
"The zombie king ’s magnetic field is too much stronger than the gods. The reason why it did not attract thunder is because its magnetic field covers a wide area, creating a monster, and second, because he has not recovered ... ...
Now that he wants to recover, he can't escape the disaster! "
The growth of the magnetic field of life will inevitably collide with the magnetic field of the sky. Just like swimming ~ EbookFREE.me ~ you cannot avoid water.
But the zombie king was sealed in the coffin, and it seemed to keep him from thundering.
In theory, at this time, the thundercloud may not find its source.
However, I can help him!
Peerless man looked at the dark clouds and hesitated slightly.
"If I can't, it won't be too late for you to crush it."
An Qisheng said again.
After waiting for his reply, he had already stepped away, his body was undulating, he had crossed hundreds of meters, and approached the abyss where Mu Feng was.
boom!
Bang!
As An Qisheng stepped, his whole body aura also spread out.
All of a sudden, the thunderclouds in the sky rolled, electric snakes danced, and howling hurricanes howled, and in this dark sky, it became even more terrifying!
"Feijian? Daojian? The style of that sword ..."
In the dim cave, in the trembling coffin, the scarlet eyes moved.
In the imperial realm, Feijian is a magical instrument that can be made by a very small number of people. Such a ghost place that does not have resentment or anger.
How could anyone make a flying sword?
How did he do it?
"Thunder? Want to hack me with thunder?"
The next moment, what seemed to be felt, the scarlet eyes condensed, and anger appeared.
Zombies are born of resentment, and he hates masculinity like Thunder most of his life. His body is almost immortal. Even if it is the Emperor Heaven, the old Master cannot kill him. Naturally, he will not fear Thunder. But I don't like being hacked by lightning.
"court death!"
Zhu Yan sighed, and the cave shattered!
Bang!
The snow-capped mountains moved in shock, and the tornado was broken!
An Qisheng raised his eyebrows and saw that the endless wind and snow were scattered, and the air flow tumbled and stirred, a wicked and deep breath rising into the sky!