Chapter 1350: Fairy sword

Yang Junshan did not think that the secret of Xianfu would collapse like this, but he did not even think of the moment when the secret of Xianfu began to collapse. There was actually a rush of swordsmanship that made him feel scared!
This sword is in the moment of bursting, although it is straight into the sky above the secret of Xianfu, but its power is unprecedented in Yang Junshan, when he was facing the immortal, he did not face this sword at this moment. The gas is so shocking!
Immortal, how can you sneak into the fairy house?
In addition to the immortal, Yang Junshan really can't think of anyone else who can display such a devastating and unrivaled sword!
Doesn't it mean that the three sacred monasteries were suppressed by the landlords, and the immortals could not enter?
Yang Junshan felt confused at first time, but the sense of crisis stemming from instinct suddenly burst into his heart!
However, in the moment when the sound of the smashing sword rang through the secrets of the fairy tales, some people flew away toward the sword light like a moth.
But under the watchful eyes of Yang Junshan, the three successive repairs were all in the vicinity of the thunder and robbery. They were close to the Jianqi, but they were easily stroked by the sword, and then the corpse fell off and fell.
Yang Junshan can even clearly hear the sound of the coolness of the great supernatural powers inside and outside the realm that are witnessing this matter in the secret.
Then it was a shock that broke the tacit understanding and the ignorant: "Oh, three swords!"
"Sword!"
"Is it really a sword?"
"The three legendary sacred swords!"
Immediately, several twilights rose from different directions in the secret, and went to the magnificent position of the sword. Even if there were three thunderstorms in the past, they were buried under the sword, but the three musts The birth of the flying sword is enough to trigger the greed that makes people forget to die.
However, when he saw that Jianguang was slightly shocked in the void, there were countless small swords smashing around, and the monks who tried to approach Jianguang had dodged, but there were still people who could not dodge by Jianguang. However, these injuries were not fatal, but the wounds were frozen and spread to the whole body in an instant. The wounded were unable to fly and fell to the ground, and they fell into blood-red ice.
"Guanghan Jianqi, this is the sacred sacred sword of the three sacred sages!"
Yang Junshan instincted a cold air from the soles of his feet through the head, a flying sword, even if it is really a sword, can send out a few swords from the instinct, can not help but hurt one or two people, that is still true, where Is there a flying sword that can be used to display the magical powers of the gods?
Even if there is, it is difficult to find that this fairy sword can also store Xianli Zhenyuan, even after thousands of years without losing, until today can still urge the sword to send out magical powers?
If not, then there is only one possibility: this legendary three sacred statues of the sacred swords are in the dark!
However, there is a spirit in the sword, and who can easily control it in such a short period of time?
Even if there is, it can be done without magic!
Not a fairy, who can display the magical powers?
Guanghan Jianqi, the second place in the list of the fairy tales, is not the monk of the Fengxue Jianzong. Someone is a fairy and is using this magical power?
If all of this may not be true, then there is only one possibility left, a creepy possibility.
The three sacred sages, the sorcerer who once reinvented the fairy to step into the golden fairyland, sent a ancestor, he is still alive!
Yang Junshan can think of this, and the rest of those who are secretly watching in the secrets of the Immortal can think of these.
Only this moment, the entire Xianfu mystery suddenly calmed down. As long as it was not a problem with the brain, this time I chose to crouch, only the Jianguang, who was willing to swim in the air, and the collapse of the secret space barrier. A strange sound.
In the process of the space barrier being weakened, a space entrance was finally opened first. A fairy with a size that is uncomfortable, and a black light swept away toward an iceberg below the entrance to the space.
"Xian Zun is careful!"
"Ming Haixian can't be!"
Someone who recognized the first person who broke into the celestial identity of Xianfu secretly reminded him loudly, but at the same time, the cold sword was already flying with lightning speed.
"what--"
A horrified voice came, and the Xuanguang was instantly pierced by the sword.
"Guanghan Jianqi -"
The voice of Minghai Xianzun couldn’t be said to be sharp and sharp, but it was interrupted in the middle of the road.
"Three must, you are not dead!"
In the tone of Minghai Xianzun, there is an infinite fear. Dangdang Zunzun, facing the swordsmanship that came from the shooting, actually chose to turn around and escape in the eyes of the public, and the direction of escape is exactly the barrier he has just been in the secret. The open space channel above.
Under the electric light stone fire, Minghai Xianzun's Xuanguang and Hanbaijian were intertwined, and Minghai Xianzun once again made a scream, but that Xuanguang eventually escaped from the expanding space channel.
And the sword light crossed an arc in the air, and the sword gas gradually dispersed. At the same time, a flying sword with ice crystals like jade showed the true meaning, but the sword pointed out that it was crouching in the secret. Almost all the Taoist repairs inside the space held their breath.
However, soon the repairs were relieved, but after seeing that the three swords had stopped a little, they were a sword, and they brought a cold light in the air and flew to the space channel that had just escaped from the sea. .
Seeing that the flying sword is about to leave the secret, but the space channel suddenly collapses inward, countless pieces of space smashed against the three sacred swords, and the sturdy space swayed like waves, so that the three sacred swords are here. Struggling in a short distance.
At the same time, the three sacred lights came in from the space channel, and they all made the same to the flying sword that was temporarily blocked in the air.
"Three absolutely friends, this is the end of the matter, why bother to survive!"
"Three infinite friends, even if you go out today, the soul of the Yuanshen has been greatly damaged, even if there are three raw stones to help you to win, may not be successful, why are you suffering?"
"Three incomprehensible friendships, actually thought of the ghosts of the gods hiding in the magic weapon, the birth of the magic weapon, the top quality of the device is pulled up to the next product fairy, it is amazing, but unfortunately today The friend of the Taoist sorrow, the rank of this magic weapon still has to be down from the fairy tales."
The three celestial sounds echoed almost in the entire secret of the sacred fairy, but they were clearly passed to the ears of every Taoist.
The three sacred swords were struck in the middle of the air, and the three sacred swords were divided into three sages.
But seeing a blue-brown fairy light on the left side, one of the auras flew out of it, and collided with one of the swordsman, giving a clear sound of gold and iron, and the aura was knocked back by the sword, and the surface After the dim light is a small round shield magic weapon, but that sword mans is also broken into numerous debris.
In the white light of the right side, a piece of light like a goose feather floats out, and sticks to the oncoming swordsmanship, even though it is cut off by the invisible sword of the sword But immediately there are more Ling Rong attached, even the swordsman can not be annihilated until the entire Jianmang was completely wrapped in Ling Rong and can not walk, Russia and all the Ling Rong collapsed, but there is still a look inside Like a swordless mans?
However, in the face of the three swordsmanship, the most quick response among the three immortals is still the blue-and-white fairy light in the middle of the water, but it is the same as the swordsman facing the face. Out of a sword, with swordsmanship on swordsmanship, swordsmanship on swordsmanship!
The cold white swordsman and the blue-blue sword gas collided face to face, a cold and a sturdy, a tough and long, but in the end it was two swords at the same time exhausted each other's edge, and eventually died.
"This sword is very familiar, it seems that you are an acquaintance!"
A deep voice suddenly came from the three swords.
The three celestial lights that were about to be besieged were all in one, and there was a slightly wrong voice in the blue-colored fairy light: "Three friends, you, don't you remember Lu?"
The deep voice came again: "The deity has been sealed in this fairy temple for thousands of years, the body is disintegrating, the is greatly damaged, and there are not many things that can be remembered, but you do make the deity very Familiar with the surname Lu, there is indeed such an acquaintance."
The previous voice couldn’t help but say: "The dear Lumei, the Lumei of the Flying Swordsman!"
"Lv?"
The voice was first with a trace of doubt, but after a while it was like what I thought of, saying: "Hey, North and South Shuangjianxian, Lu Mei, will be defeated!"
"Cough," the blue-eyed fairy light came from the voice of Lu Meixian: "Oh, I never thought that Xianzun still remembers what he learned in the past."
"Well, the two are going to go down like this, I am afraid that all other friends will come in!"
A cold voice came from the blue-brown fairy light on the left side, and then the round shield rotated in the air, a few sharp edges popped from the edge of the round shield, and then turned into a flywheel, stirring up a piece in the air. Lingguang, went straight to the three sacred swords flying.
"Do more to say no benefit, do it, hope that the three sacred sages can still leave what we need!"
On the other side, there was a faint voice in the white light, and even a feather fan flew from the fairy light, and then fanned a few fans to the three.
This voice passed to Yang Junshan's ear but made him feel familiar. If he did not guess wrong, it should be Bai Yuxianzun.
A sigh came, and Lu Meixian seemed to want to vent a sigh of sighs from the past, and then a sound of Jianming came, and Lu Meixian also shot.
Before the birth of the three celestial priests, the whole fairy tales were suppressed. However, under the siege of the three sages, they were still flexible in the middle of the air, but they never walked out of the three celestial beings. The encirclement of the statue.
After all, the three sacred swords are just a fairy weapon. Even if there are three sacred sacred gods, the three sacred sacred gods have lost the fairy body. They are no longer the golden body, even the gods have been broken. Persistence to the present is enough to make people feel that the three sacred sects of the three sacred tyrannical.
As the three sacred swords were successively hit by three sages, the three sacred gods in the sacred swords were hard to persist, and were smashed in the sound of the sorrow of the sword.
At the same time, the whole fairyland of the Immortality was immersed in darkness, and the sound of a dull thunder was rolling over the head, and all the monks in the secret were unable to breathe.
Yang Junshan, hiding under an ice cave in the secret, sighed, saying: Another fairy is falling, and the heavens and the earth are screaming. At this time, I am still waiting in this secret, I am afraid that it is not in this world. The resulting vision of heaven and earth is even more ambitious.