Chapter 877: Remnant command

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Xiangong Palace Lord, staring at the vortex.
Suddenly, a roar came from within the vortex.
Master Xiangong's face changed slightly, and he said, "Hasn't he completely died after so many years?"
After finishing the talk, Xiangong Palace Master no longer stayed, his figure flickered and left the endless ocean.
Fang Chen and others have entered the burial sword prison.
As for what happened, only know it through personal experience.
More than two hundred real martial arts strongmen entered the burial sword prison, the huge burial sword state, instantly became extremely calm.
Some powerful real martial artists with weak strength have also become active one after another.
Many of the real martial arts strongmen have entered the sword burial of the of burial, with or without return, this is their chance to rise.
Above a high peak, the buried sword immortal palace stood quietly and existed forever.
At a certain moment, the news kept coming quietly, and instantly reached every city.
Within the Golden Sword City, in the sword fighting arena.
Xuan Lao was discussing matters with other Xuan Wang realm strongmen, and suddenly his face slightly moved, and he said goodbye to these Xuan Wang realm strongmen, and walked directly into an underground palace.
"Old Ancestor, is there anything you want from me?" Xuan Lao knelt down and asked in a low voice.
Just now, the ancestor who had been unable to retreat, passed on to him and let him come quickly.
For the first time in so many years, Patriarch was so anxious for the first time that something very important must have happened.
"I'm going to the Burial Sword Immortal Palace. From now on, you are in charge of the sword fighting field." The voice of the ancestor passed into the ears of Xuan Lao hoarsely.
"Ancestor, you ..."
Xuan Lao was a little puzzled. The old man just went to the Burial Sword Palace. Why did he seem to say goodbye? His heart was very worried.
"Have a good sword fight."
After that, the ancestor's figure disappeared.
"Ancestor."
Xuan Lao still wanted to inquire, but there was no trace of his ancestor.
At the same time, the same thing happened in other cities.
The Shura Sword City adjacent to the Golden Sword City, within the Shura Sword Sect, the sound of bells ringing through the sky.
When he heard the sound of the bell, the warrior of Shura Jianzong's face was very dignified.
This bell is extraordinary.
Under normal circumstances, it will not sound easily, only when Xiuluo Jianzong encounters a critical situation, it will sound.
And this time, the sound of Zhong Ming was endless, and something must have happened.
"What the happened?"
The disciples of Shura Jianzong asked.
At this time, the head of Shura Jianzong came to the entrance of a cave with a solemn face.
"Ancestor, what do you call me?" Sect Master Shura asked quickly.
"Xiu Luo Jianzong, I will give it to you from now on."
The huge funeral sword prefecture, the ancestors of countless cities, all left one after another and went to the funeral sword immortal palace.
On this day, the burial sword state was extremely shocked.
There are more than a dozen old men in the funeral sword fairy palace.
These old men, as if they were dying, had thin bodies, as if they would be blown away by the wind at any time.
However, if you let the outside world know the identity of these old men, you will be shocked.
Because, these old men are the entire funeral sword state, participated in the darkness and unrest of the king of the realm.
At that time, the darkness and turmoil of the entire Jianzhou state were plagued. These Xuanwang realms were able to lead their men and resist foreign visitors.
Although she didn't die in the end, she fell ill and couldn't recover.
"Lao He, are you here too?"
"Haha, the fifth son, I haven't seen you for a long time."
"You are not dead, are you still dead?"
More than a dozen old men gathered together again, and everyone was very happy.
These people are brothers who once fought side by side together.
"Unfortunately, the sixth son is dead, otherwise our brothers can get together again."
Hearing this sentence, everyone fell into silence and the atmosphere was dignified.
The sixth of the population was the leader of the Five Elements Sword City, fighting side by side with them and finally dying.
"Yeah, it's a pity the sixth." Someone said again.
If Fang Chen is here, he will be shocked. The sixth in the crowd is the power within the three-legged two-eared earphone found outside Wuxing College.
Just as everyone was talking, the Immortal Palace Master suddenly appeared.
"Everyone."
"Palace."
Many old men bowed their hands to salute.
The master of Xiangong Palace is also a strong man who has experienced darkness and turmoil. They are in awe.
"Palace, this time we are asking more than a dozen old men to come, what is the so-called thing?" The ancestor of the sword fighting field of Jinjian City asked.
"Yeah Palace Master, this time you are so anxious, what the is this?" The ancestor of Shura Jianzong also asked.
"Everyone, Burial God Sword Prison is on, must you know?" The palace master looked around and said slowly.
Everyone nodded.
The opening of the Burial God Sword Prison affects the entire Burial Sword State. How can they not know?
"That dark creature is getting more and more irritable." The palace master continued.
After hearing this, more than a dozen old men fell into silence.
After a long time, some people said: "Palace, let us a dozen old men, and finally do something for Burial Sword State."
"Yes, we are willing to kill that dark creature."
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Inside the funeral sword fairy palace, the most arrogant group of people in today's funeral sword prefecture is gathered, and important matters are being discussed.
But Fang Chen and others who entered the Burial Sword Prison didn't even know it.
On a wide wilderness, everyone stood quietly, headed by the eight extreme warriors, looking around.
"Is this the Burial God Sword Prison?"
After a long time, someone finally asked.
The answer is yes, everyone has entered the burial sword prison.
However, Fang Chen felt a little strange.
There are rumors in the outside world that there are countless extraterrestrial gods buried inside the sword burial prison.
But why, after actually entering the God of Burial Sword Prison, he found that there was nothing, and there was no hint of darkness in it.
"Why can't you feel any danger?" Someone asked.
"This is the most dangerous and terrifying."
Finally, among the eight extreme warriors, the old man holding a folding fan spoke.
Fang Chen looked around and recognized it at a glance.
This man is a swordsman among the eight extreme strongmen.
The reason why it is called a folding swordsman is because this person's favorite is to break off the opponent's portable sword after defeating the enemy.
Over time, the title of Folding Swordsman appeared.
"Buried God Sword Prison, there are a total of 18 layers, one layer is more dangerous than one layer, this is only the first layer." Another one of the eight extreme strongmen said.
"There is no danger in this first floor, let's go."
After talking, the eight extreme strongmen acted together and disappeared instantly.
Everyone looked at each other, and finally shook their heads helplessly.
In the eyes of the eight extreme strongmen, they are all like ants.
Even some prospective kings are not enough in the eyes of the eight extreme strongs.
"Brother Fang, how are we going to act together?" Du Guyun asked quietly beside Fang Chen.
Fang Chen nodded and agreed.
In this burial sword prison, strangeness was revealed everywhere, and Fang Chen did not dare to care.
During the talk, more than two hundred martial artists spread out one after another.
For the eight extreme strongmen, the first layer is not attractive.
However, for ordinary real martial arts warriors, it is very attractive.
The crowd dispersed, looking for opportunities.
Of course, there are some powerful people who are looking for the entrance to the second floor.
Eighteen layers of hell, burying countless extraterrestrial deities, and powerful dark monsters, dangerous and abnormal.
As Fang Chen and others walked on the first level of the wasteland, there was a voice from the depths of the buried sword prison.
"Finally, a human came in."
The voice was full of dark smiles.
"Children, entertain them well."
At the same time as this voice was heard, the entire deep burial of the sword prison, an extremely cold breath came out instantly.
Countless dark monsters hidden in the dark are all about to move.
Some of the grievances of the mighty outside power have also become active.
At this time, the atmosphere is very tense, outside the burial of the sword prison.
Inside the Burial Sword Immortal Palace, many dark and turbulent leaders dragged the dying body to the endless ocean.
In that year, the luck did not die, leaving the root of the disease and unable to heal. With the baptism of the years, the body became weaker and weaker.
Moreover, they are about to arrive, and the only thing they can do for Burial Sword State is to do their last part.
"To bury Jianzhou."
A dozen old men shouted such slogans.