Chapter 334: Wan Jianchengjun

As the soul wood in Nanke's hands shines again, the slightly quiet beast tide that was previously shocked by Wan Jian's birth is violent again.
The huge figure deep in the beast tide is still stable like a mountain.
That is a beast, the legendary beast.
The reason why the word legend is used is because in Daozang's records, this monster was killed by humans and demons at an enormous cost as many as tens of thousands of years ago, and because this monster was extremely powerful. , Has become a kind of legend.
The beasts have the powerful fighting power of the upper stage of the Juxing. Although the spiritual knowledge is not open, there is no real wisdom, and they cannot be completely equal to the human powerhouses of the Juxing upper realm, but in the mountain wilderness they live in, they absolutely have the same level of humans. The strong are equal or even stronger, because this is an extremely rare monster that is good at long-range attacks.
The beast is huge like a mountain, and the body is naturally covered with a layer of extremely hard armor, and the horn of a horn can break a rock.
Its biggest characteristic is also the most disturbing to the enemy. It is the slender tail with black hairs behind it. When it squats, the slender tail circulates in piles on the ground, and when it meets the enemy or When preying, the slender tail will stand up, and the single horns around the head will become a string, and its body becomes a giant bow.
This is a very magical thing, but what is more difficult to understand is that the arrow used in this giant mountain-like bow is actually the tiny hairs on its tail. I don't know what material the black hairs are made of. They are soft and soft on the beast. Once shot by the tail bow, they become as hard as iron, and their speed is as fast as electricity.
Juxing's superior realm combat power, combined with such a sly and irresistible attack method, in the process of conquering the mainland by humans and demons, I don't know how many powerful people have been killed by this terrifying monster, and the beast's The prestige grew so far that some people began to wonder if there was a unicorn blood in its body. Of course, this conjecture has not received much recognition. I don’t know how many monsters with only one horn live in the abyss of Yunshan in the mainland. How can such a holy creature like a unicorn leave such murderous descendants?
Looking at the beasts in the beast tide that slowly straightened their huge bodies and mimicked the peaks of Foshan on the ground, Chen Changsheng's hand holding the magic handsome flag sword was a bit cold. At a distance of tens of miles, he seemed to be able to see the eye of this monster, a pair of eyes as small as rice grains, with a faint glare in it, which was especially terrifying.
It was just a feeling, but he was quite sure that the monster could see his eyes, otherwise how could he threaten himself so far away?
Chen Changsheng knew that this terrifying monster would then launch a continuous range of long-range attacks on himself, but before dealing with those arrows with immense power, he had to solve many other problems, such as the faint sounding in front of Shinto. Chirp, and the thunderous thunderous sound of the beast tide.
Chi's voice is very weak, if not knowing how terrible the owner of this voice is, or will feel a little cute.
Chen Changsheng remembers very clearly that a powerful monster was once recorded in the four volumes of Daozang, which is so called.
That kind of monster is called earth scorpion. It has a thin body, yellowish coat, long fangs and neck. It can stand like a human. It runs on all fours when running. , The temperament is extremely bloodthirsty and cruel, the most fond of humans, the most terrifying thing is that this monster is very good at traveling in the ground, almost miraculously earth-like, the whereabouts are extremely difficult to capture, even if it is a much stronger opponent, it is often It will also be attacked by it without any precautions, and then gnawing to death, the picture is extremely tragic.
What made him vigilant most was the thunder in the ocean of beast tides.
Thunder is that the ground of the grassland is cracking, not cracked by the sword, but a powerful monster is turning over the ground and roaring angrily.
He looked at the mountain-like horror figure in the beast tide, knowing that the monster was not standing up completely, but was bending over to find a weapon. The weapon can be a mountain or the hard rocks under the soft mud. The bigger and heavier the rock, the easier it will be to use.
This demon is called the inverted mountain hawk. It is 28 feet tall and has a long kissed corner. It has unimaginable brute force. When angry, it can even push down the mountain, and then the hill becomes a soldier, using the gravel as a star, and blows blasts. Like a knife, it is extremely brave, and it is third in the list of beasts!
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Qianshou, Tubao, and Lushan are all qualified to enter Daozang. They are all extremely powerful and scary monsters. They have become legends or have been forgotten. However, who can think of when the continent has long been human and demons Today, they are still there in Zhouyuan's grassland.
Zhou Yuan’s world rules have mandatory requirements for human cultivation, but it does not seem to affect these monsters. It is no wonder that for hundreds of years, all human practitioners or demons who have entered the sunless grassland have no way Going out, I am afraid that they have become the food of these scary monsters.
A piece of darkness came from the horizon, almost letting the magic sword of Chen Changsheng out of his hand. The chirping sound near the tomb and the thunder in the distant grassland entered his ears, making his face abnormal. Pale, just a moment, he felt the arrival of death.
Previously, these high-level monsters had been silent because of the shadow. Now that Wan Jian is in the sky and Nanke is dancing in the residual rain, they are no longer silent, so three unimaginable powerful breaths began to circulate in front of the tomb. Then more and more violent.
Chen Changsheng can only pass through the upper reaches, even if Wandao Remnant Sword is beside him, he cannot change this. These three beasts with high star ranks, regardless of state or strength, have crushing sorrows. He even has some difficulties in resisting the coercion of the three monsters. What should I do?
In retrospect, they came to Zhouling all the way from the edge of the grassland. If it wasn’t Nanke who followed them, he ordered those monsters and beasts not to attack with Soulwood, or they had already died on the road. As for why Nanke didn’t let those The monster leads the way? They have some kind of conjecture.
"These monsters don't necessarily listen to you completely."
Chen Changsheng looked at the huge shadow in the sky and imagined the legendary monster that had stepped into the sacred realm after the shadow. After a moment of silence, he looked to Nanke and said.
Remnant rain fell from the broken clouds in the sky, ticking, Nanke closed his eyes, black hair dancing wildly behind the petite body, the soul wood suspended in front of her, more and more bright, as if to become transparent Generally, he didn't pay attention to it, or didn't hear it at all.
The beast tide continued to sweep towards the mausoleum, and the nearby grassland that had just been stained with blood was soon covered again by the black sea.
That grunting chirping sound became weaker and weaker. This does not mean that the terrible earth is gone, on the contrary, it means that it is preparing to launch an attack.
In the puddles of the grassland, the inverted mountain hawk finally found a long stone ridge and stood upright, so a hill appeared in the beast tide.
Behind the black ocean, the beast gazed silently at the tomb. The rice-like beast radiated a glare in the eyes of Chen Changsheng, its thin tail curled up with a horn above his head, and stretched very tightly. At least thousands of black hairs are arranged densely on top.
Chen Changsheng could not defeat these three high-level monsters, but he had no fear, his eyes were still bright, like the brightest spot among the thousands of residual swords in the air around the tomb.
Around the mausoleum, the cold wind lightly works, and Wan Jian whispers.
In the distance, beast tides are like the sea, and big beasts are like the mountains.
Shanhai Jian flew back in front of him, shaking slightly.
The movement is not suitable, the sword beast will fight.
If these remnant swords do their own thing, fight against the tide of beasts, and disperse soldiers to swim bravely, they will probably fall one after another, and they will be wiped out.
But now, he is here.
Wan Jian is an army, either a soldier, a striker, or a midfielder. He is a general.
How should he lead Wan Jian to fight this battle?
he does not know. Even though he had read Dao-Tibet from an early age, and had memorized countless cheats of practice in the National College of Education, it was still impossible to learn tens of thousands of swordsmanship. No one can do this. So, how should he control these ten thousand swords and let these swords exert the most power?
Holding a yellow paper umbrella, he felt the message from the sword.
Entering the grassland, coming to Zhouling, Jianchi was born, everything is related to that sword.
Or, that is the answer.
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He felt the arrogance and calmness of the sword.
Pride and calmness are two very different emotions, and even a faint conflict, it is basically impossible to appear on a sword or a person at the same time.
Somewhat curiously, Chen Changsheng felt that the situation in the sword was arrogant and calm, and he was familiar with it. Not familiar with Daozang's backsliding, but true familiarity, seen with eyes, felt with heart, and even fought with it.
Quite simply, he wanted to understand that this is the sword of Lishan. He once felt it in the geniuses of the young men who were away from the mountain-Guan Feibai was proud and even indifferent, Gouhan was calm and gentle, so he was friendly, Liang Banhu Reticent and credible, all three of the seven.
It turned out that the sword intention came from Lishan. He looked at the yellow paper umbrella in his hand and said nothing.
Up to this time, he still didn't know that this sword of mind belonged to the legendary famous sword, but he knew what he should do.
Even if Zhou Du
fu Fusheng is born, it is impossible to use a thousand kinds of swords to make Wan Dao residual swords, and he can’t even use it, but he can use this sword from Yu Shan to make Wan Dao residual swords. The only problem that needs to be solved in order to use all kinds of swordsmanship out of the mountain is how he can control the consciousness of all the gods at the same time.
Only one problem needs to be solved, then that problem is often the most difficult problem to solve. Even the most mysterious diaoist metaphysician would never think that someone can divide the consciousness into thousands of ways. There is no need to try, but Chen Changsheng wants to give it a try.
Holding the umbrella handle of the yellow paper umbrella in his left hand, he knew the luck, and made the sword in the umbrella disperse toward the sky around the tomb. Jianyi, those swords are already exhausted or weak, and some of them are hard to find.
He respectfully and firmly asked those swords to temporarily give way and surrender control.
Overbearing like mountains and sea swords agreed.
Ji Chi Ru Zhai Jian agreed.
The ten thousand swords in the sky around the tomb all agreed.
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