Chapter 725: Qianyun Longjianshan

Near Su Yun, the son of the son of the sword again screamed, and the power of twisting the void again hit him, but when it was close, it collapsed.
This time, Su Yun left a mind, carefully watching the almost transparent invisible ball around him.
as predicted!
Although the power of twisting the void can be purified by the sacred vestments, the power of the strange spheres that it brings cannot be purified. These spheres seem to be substantial magic weapons. When the squad is launching an attack, it will deliberately They are noisy and come together.
Haotian Saint cloth can absorb the mysterious force, but it can't directly destroy the real thing. People are close to Su Yun. He can't destroy the other side with the sacred clothes. The same reason, the beast, the stone, the big tree, etc. .
Su Yun did not dare to give the other party too much opportunity to play under the dark hand, once again drive the magic bones and spirits, and back away, to open the distance with the son of the son. These strange spheres get more and more, giving him an indescribable feeling of heart.
"Humph!"
The son of the son seems to feel almost the same, his finger is moving.
puff! puff! puff! puff! puff
The spheres immediately burst open, like bubbles bursting, and the bursts of sound were not too light.
Su Yun's body swayed a few times, and returned to God to look inside the circle. He was shocked to find that he was all over the body. Except for the Promise Sword and the Excalibur, most of the magic weapons were disconnected from themselves, even the sky. The contact between the holy garment and himself was forcibly broken.
That's it! !
"In order to deal with Haotian Saint clothing, I have been preparing for a whole ten years. I have worked hard and collected the seeds of thirty '嚅提树'. I have made these 'breaking pills' and last time I dealt with my father. It took twenty pieces of 'breaking pills' and forcibly stripped the sacred clothes from my father's body. This time it was your turn, and the next ten pieces were used on you, enough!"
The son of the son sneered, stepping forward, rushing to Su Yun, launched a storm-like offensive.
Lost the shelter of the sacred clothes, the son of the son thinks that he is more than enough to deal with Su Yun. After all, in his view, the deal is nothing but the existence of a Ling Xuan Tian Six, he has Ling Xuan Tian Jiu Pin! Killing each other is easy.
Su Yun can be strong here, isn’t it just because of the sacred clothes? Losing the sanctuary of this fetish, what other means can he resist?
Of course.
The next scene, but let the son of the son was shocked.
Su Yun did not reveal much panic, but it was very quiet.
His eyes suddenly became blood red, and his body was vented, carrying a sword of death. A large number of swords and shadows swayed on the sword. The son of the son was simply shocked and flicked, and quickly turned to attack and rushed to resist.
clang! ! !
The dead sword was on the bright sword of the son, and his arm was numb, and the man stepped back and forth, almost falling from the shoulder of the magic bone, but the others had not stood still, and a black lightning swept in front of his eyes. .
Hey!
The son of the son only felt a pain in the shoulder, and looked down, the other's sword actually pierced himself.
So fast!
And how is this sword so sharp? ? Is your own sinister sinfulness fake?
The son of the son of the son was a little bigger.
A Ling Xuantian six products exist to cross a three-product to attack a person of Ling Xuan Tian Jiu Pin, the difficulty is like Deng Tianzhen, after all, the difference between the three products, the intensity of the Xuanqi between the two is not the same, with the strength of the six people, Breaking through the mysterious defense of the nine people is simply impossible, but this guy not only broke open, but also seems very relaxed! !
In an instant, the son of the son understood.
This guy has no sacred clothes, not a simple character! !
He had been tempted with himself before, and he was familiar with Haotian Saint clothing. He did not contribute at all! ! He has never been serious! !
Thinking of this, the son of the son is cold and sweaty.
Who is this person?
He hurriedly rushed to the dead sword, caught the impact of the bombardment, flew himself, opened the distance with Su Yun, and then waved the sword at the other side.
Hey!
Hey!
As each sword goes down, the strange power that distort the void will burst out from the blade, like a flood and a beast.
It feels that the near attack is not as good as Su Yun, and the son of the son is planning to win by the enemy.
Su Yun looked at his son, and his arms were lifted again.
However, this sword is like a ghost crying!
The blade of the sword landed, and the blade of the sword took out a magical wind. The roar of the torn sky was blown to the son of the son. As the approaching, the magic wind split and turned into a thousand tigers and smashed the past.
boom! ! !
The male brother’s body flew again, fell directly, squatted on the ground, and blasted the ground into a huge pit.
His skin cracked open, blood flowed out, and the body's mysteriousness also overflowed from the cracks. People wanted to get up, but they didn't stand up straight, and the mouth wowed out blood, obviously it was negative. hurt.
Su Yunshun re-applied the sacred clothes of the sacred sacred clothes. He squinted at the Weijiangu people who had wrestled with the sacred spirits, and looked at the eyes of the princes, and then they fell on their feet and fell down.
"what?"
In the eyes of the prince, the horror of the brethren, watching Su Yun from the sky, hurriedly whispered: "Stop!! Devil!! 昊天圣衣 is yours! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!!"
However, his yelling can't change his partner's hesitation.
The eyes of the man were filled with cold and murderous murderousness, with one hand clasping the sword and the sword front facing down, aiming at the head of the son of the son, a sword stabbed the past.
laugh.
Jianfeng runs through his head, and the body of his son's body trembles and softens.
The soul overflows, Su Yun is not polite, and the sword will destroy the soul.
There is no trace of mercy at all!
After marrying this son, Su Yun’s feet were again, and he returned to the shoulders of the magic bones.
Looking at the people of Weijiangu who are still fighting with the spirits, they are not embarrassed, and they are urging the swordsmanship to fight against the magic bones.
The son of the son died, these people are already chilling. Now, in the face of Su Yun’s full force, they can’t support it. Even if there is no room for escape, they will be pierced by Feijian and die.
To solve these people, Su Yun grabbed the space bag of the son's waist, driving the magic bones to the front.
The son of the son guessed that it was really good. Su Yun was familiar with the performance of the sacred clothing. In fact, it is not difficult for Su Yun to be a brother. He is also a lotus star sword, Fengshen sword, and Promise sword. There is also a hard training of the true Mozong, there is a magical match, the mysterious and honest, the strength has long been not a simple Ling Xuan Tian six people.
After running for a long time, Su Yun only felt a shock in his heart, and he did not know when there was a very strong atmosphere.
Feeling this heavy atmosphere, Su Yun immediately knew that there must be a big power! And the power of this great power is far beyond the generations of Wei Jian Gu and Li Sha, and perhaps it can be a fight with the demon king who was in the Wanhua world!
Although Su Yun has repeatedly beaten, but because of the sake of the sacred clothing, the mysteriousness of his body has been greatly supplemented, killing the son of the son of the son, Xuanqi has received a small recovery, now fully with this There is not much problem with the mighty war, but this power is not alone. I am afraid that there are still tens of thousands or even nearly 100,000 spiritual practitioners approaching this head! !
The purpose of these people is only a sacred dress! ! ! ! !
Only one person can't compete with the masters of so many sword worlds. Su Yun does not hesitate to leave at full speed.
However, the other side chased tightly and fled for two days and two nights, and those spiritualists still did not give up.
Turning over the mountains and crossing the river, the other party is still pressing hard. If it is not Su Yun Xuanqi, he is eager to hurry, and most of them will be caught up.
If this continues, it is not a solution. If there are other spiritual practitioners who are greedy for the sacred clothes, they will intercept them from the front, not to take the holy clothes, even if they drag themselves, the consequences are very serious.
Su Yun looked around and the sun was empty, and the river was rushing by the side.
here is?
Su Yun stunned, and suddenly thought of something, and quickly took out the map of the secluded demon canvas, and looked up.
"Yes, it's really good. Here is the 'Thousand Clouds and Long Sword Mountain'. Bypassing this hill, you can reach Jianxi."
Su Yun was overjoyed and rushed to Jianxi.
Close to the 'Thousand Clouds and Long Sword Mountain', he did not dare to go straight into the mountains, but chose to walk around.
As long as people who have been to the world of swords have heard of Qianyun.
This is not an ordinary mountain, but a veritable mountain. It is said that 3,000 years ago, with the battle of ‘Thousand Clouds and Long Sword Mountain’, a 100,000-person spiritual warrior broke out here!
The original 'Thousand Clouds and Long Sword Mountain' was especially large, and it can be said that it is a mountain range, connecting north and south, linking things, and huge. However, after the outbreak of the war, the mountains were destroyed and the land collapsed. It is said that the entire land of the sword world has moved, and that battle is the famous "Thousand Clouds" in the history of the sword world.
The Great War caused the 'Thousand Clouds and Long Sword Mountain' to ruin most of the ruin, leaving only such a small raft. However, on the top of the mountain, the bodies of the two strongest martyrs in the war were buried. Their bones and swords were buried in the battle. Above the mountains, the suffocating suffocation of the bones and the swords overflowing from the sword cover the entire mountain. The average person can't bear this breath, and it must die. Over the years, I have not known how many spiritualists have entered the 'Qianyun Longjianshan'. It was tragic, so this mountain was famous.
"The direction of this person's escape is Jianxi, speeding down the people to block Jianxi, don't let this person escape the sword world!!"
At this time, Su Yun sounded a shouting sound behind him, and then the embarrassing atmosphere that had forced himself was accelerated in vain.
Su Yun continued to move forward, and there was a sacred dress. He was not afraid of any mystery of that person.
However, the other party seems to know the power of the sacred clothing. Instead of using his own mystery, it is a magic weapon that has turned into a huge wall and falls in front of Qianyun.
The wall is substantial, and the sacred clothing can resolve any mystery, but it cannot be eliminated for substantive things.
Su Yun brought up the sword and went to the wall. The sharp dead sword would pierce the wall.
It was only his short delay that gave him time behind him.
The effort of the masses of the spiritualists rushed over.
The leader was an old man in a white robe with a white goat beard. His eyes were golden and staring at Su Yun. He shouted and shouted: "Xiaowa, surrender the sacred clothes, the old man can spare you!"
Su Yun said nothing, his feet were light, squeezed open the wall and flew forward.
There were countless mysteries behind him, but they all dissipated as they approached him.
The person who put on the sacred sacred clothes can be said to be completely false and invincible. Xuanqi has no effect on it at all. In addition to the flesh and blood, the force can be beaten, but how much can this bring to Su Yun? hurt?
"stop!!"
Just as the old man watched Su Yun leave, there were a lot of spiritual practitioners in the faraway places! These people suddenly appeared, and there were thousands of them, forming a way for the human wall to directly block Su Yun.