: 529. Blocked up

Yan Zhao’s eyes glanced around the deep valley and saw a valley in one direction, completely landslide. [?({<〔
From there, it seems that there are traces of flash floods, sweeping the bottom of the valley, causing tremendous destructive power, burying the people at the bottom of the valley.
It is not a simple flood, but it is like a star-flowing spring, but it is much more intense than a spring. The starlight turns into a flood, and everything in front of it is destroyed.
Yan Zhaoge looked down and saw that several corpses at the bottom of the valley, under the bombardment of the stars, have become broken limbs and bruised.
However, with the eyesight of Yan Zhaoge, it can be seen that two of them, not under the starlight, but before being hit by the starlight, have already been killed.
One of them is the young man who is protected by the spirits and whose body is preserved.
The seven sword marks on his chest, Yan Zhao song first saw, it is generally recognized as the seven-star sword.
There is such a flood of starlight floods that basically eliminates the possibility of forging scars.
"Is the stone hand moving?" The spirit of Yan Zhao Ge was first provoked. I was here before Shi Jie, but I was first found by these blood dragons.
The two sides blasted, and Shi Jie killed two people, but they were outnumbered.
Or it is Shibuya’s own pre-arranged institution. Perhaps it’s the crowd that has inadvertently led to the starlight.
Shijie successfully broke through with the cover of the starlight tide, and the blood dragons here were smashed and swallowed by the tide.
I also checked it carefully. There should be no sarcophagus here. Yan Zhao song is much more relaxed.
The traces of this place show that all of this was born not long ago, and the jade short sword in the hand also indicates that he is not far from the stone sarcophagus, continue to follow, I believe that I can find the sarcophagus quickly.
but……
Yan Zhao song looked a little strange and looked at the young man who left seven sword marks on his chest.
He died in the hands of Shi Yan, and he was not too old to watch. He should be repaired as a warrior in the realm of the masters, and should not be innate.
Not in the innate circumstances, but there is a spirit of the next generation, the identity of this person must be extraordinary.
Yan Zhaoge has already made it clear that the level of refining equipment in the Bohai World is roughly the same as the overall level of the Eight Great World.
Even a large-scale door such as the Blood Dragon School, which is a warrior who is not in the innate state, has a spiritual soldier in hand, and it is also a special case.
Either he is well-founded, and he is obtained outside the opportunity, or the family is not ordinary.
Yan Zhaoge stared at the young man and glanced at him: "... Shouldn't it be so smart?"
Gently patted the brain, Yan Zhao sang a corner of the mouth: "If this is the year of the glory, now the situation, should not let him run casually, even if he wants to personally find nephews and Shen Ying, will also be around There are blood dragon masters to follow."
"In the place just now, the great master can still quit. As a result, people outside the blood dragon group may also know the existence of this place."
Thinking about it, Bei Ming’s eyes next to Yan Zhao’s song flashed slightly.
Yan Zhaoge communicates with his heart: "Someone enters this exotic space from the entrance? And, it is ... very high!"
The next moment, Yan Zhaoge himself can feel the violent shock of the entrance to the exotic space.
The other side's movements were unrestrained, and there was no disguise. The purple cloud smoke that forcibly tore the entrance to the entrance was forced to come in.
The people came to fly, and soon they reached the mouth of the deep valley.
Yan Zhao sang his mouth and looked up. He saw a silver old man looking down and looking down.
Seeing the corpse of the young man on the ground, the silver old man suddenly made a sorrowful scream, and his eyes were instantly red.
Yan Zhao song feels the strong atmosphere of the silver old man, touched his chin: "Year?"
The blood dragon faction, masters of the sacred Kowloon finger in the past, will cut off their left thumb.
Yan Zhao’s eyes fell on the left hand of the old man, and he saw that the palm of his hand had only four fingers and lost his thumb.
He touched his lips: "It's true."
The young man stared at Yan Zhaoge, and he was furious. He said, "You are... Yan Zhaoge?"
The blood dragon sent the elders to the elders just after they left the customs. They have been retreating for a long time and have not asked the world. Recently, they have been out because of Shi Yan, Shen Ying and Nian Wei.
After leaving the customs, all his thoughts were placed on the search for the whereabouts of the sarcophagus.
Yan Zhaoge’s current name is really loud, and the doorman will naturally report the deeds and experiences of Yan Zhaoge to the young.
However, the New Year has always been arrogant, and at this moment, because of the death of the young man, the anger rushed to the top of his head, suddenly a dragon screamed, and his body flew out.
The more angry, the younger ones are not underestimated, even if Bei Ming is quietly standing next to Yan Zhao's song, as if it were a statue, the young man also noticed its existence.
The blood of the road is turned into a blood dragon in midair, and then condenses into a huge light and shadow.
This light shadow dragon body, born with a single arm, a huge hand claw, clearly has nine fingers.
Yan Zhaoge calmly looked at the young man and sneered aloud: "If I do, a master warrior can still leave the body? You should not think that a lower spirit can protect him?"
The young man stretched out his hands, and the nine fingers illuminate the light, revealing nine reds like red blood, flashing the golden fingertips.
Wearing a finger cot, the young hands are like the claws of the dragon.
At this moment, his face converges and his anger is turned into a cold: "The seven sword marks are the handwriting of the little animal who is surnamed Shi!"
"But it is not your hands, it must be related to you!"
Next year, next to him, there were other blood dragons who were armed. One of the middle-aged men was extraordinary, and he was trained to reach the realm of the late Yuanshi.
He saw the corpses of Gu Wei and other people in the valley, his eyes flashed in pain, and deep fears.
Yan Zhaoge glanced at it and recognized that the middle-aged man was the father of Shen Ying who was missing. The blood dragon faction is now the head of Shen Shicheng.
Shen Shicheng both deplored the fall of his disciples and worried about his daughter.
He looked at Yan Zhaoge, and Shen Sheng said: "Yan Zhao Ge Yanzi, the big name has been stunned in recent days, Shenmou really does not want to see you here."
"If you stay in Changli Mountain, you will come here, it means that you and the stone sarcophagus are inevitable!" Shen Shicheng slowly shook his head: "Shi Shu master, the mystery of the origin, you are the same."
"You said that you are looking for a long distance from the mountain. This is very common, but the stone sorcerer and the apprentice are not far from the mountain. They are not long from the mountain gate. They are long from the mountain gate to help their teachers and apprentices understand. Why is it here?"
Shen Shicheng asked in a deep voice: "Yangongzi has always been bright and upright, shouldn't it all be coincidental? Or, you want to deny that the sword marks on my teacher's body are not the ones who did it?" To be continued.)8