Alchemist Sword Sect

Chapter 2875: Xuan Bing

"Boom boom boom..."

The sword light flashed, and the veil did not break. What was heard was the collision of iron objects, faintly splashing with sparks.

The face of the green-clothed spirit race changed drastically.

The breeze blows, and the silk screens of various colors fly up, light and weightless.

The green-clothed spirit race was shocked, and the shot was getting faster and faster.

"Boom..."

Just listen to the constant sound of iron collision, and the veil is spinning faster and faster.

Later, the veil almost disappeared in a flash, and the connected gaps and traces were no longer visible.

Shrouded from all directions, front and back, left and right, top of the head and feet, densely clustered =.

The screen is getting faster and faster, and the green-clothed spirit race is wrapped in it, almost dazzled by what it sees.

It's too fast, as fast as his concentration is about to be dizzy.

"Boom boom..."

The speed of the impact from the veil was getting faster and faster, and the sound of iron strikes continued to ring in the palace.

However, after more than ten minutes, that colorful, soft, without a trace of weight, at this time it seems to be heavy and strong in stainless steel. The green-clothed spirit clan's sword power can open the mountain, and there is no way to use them.

Finally, these veils turned faster and faster, and began to squeeze inward, as if they were wrapped in rice dumplings, wrapping the green-clothed spirit race in them. Every time it rotates, the veil shrinks in one circle. In such a fast pace, I only saw that the encircling circle of various colors was getting smaller and smaller, leaving less and less space for the green-clothed spirit race inside.

There was a bang in the veil, mixed with screams, and hurriedly rose. The green-clothed spirit race felt dangerous and was desperate.

Outside, Yuluan stood coldly outside the sphere that wrapped the green-clothed spirit race, looking at everything in front of him.

The light yarn here is woven from the **** silk left by the **** silkworm of the upper realm. It is usually soft, but it can also be used in battle and is invulnerable. Once the mechanism is triggered, the stone can be broken and the gold can be divided, even if the magic weapon of the ninth level is matched, it cannot be cut easily. How can it be dealt with by the green-clothed spirit race with a sword.

Yuluan lowered his eyebrows slightly as he watched the light veil that was getting closer and closer.

"Oh..."

The surrounded green-clothed spirit clan howled, and the sharp voice was like the howling of a beast dying, full of penetrating power.

Yuluan raised his eyebrows slightly as he looked at the veil that had been enclosed by almost two people.

The howl of the beast makes people feel cold.

With five fingers buckled slightly, a bright sword flicked out of Yuluan's sleeve.

She didn't blink her eyes, Hengshou was a sword, deeply piercing the encased green-clothed spirit race.

The blood shot out instantly, and there was no breath inside.

Slowly pulling out the long sword in his hand, Yuluan was not looking at the person who was wrapped up.

Rather than being crushed to death, it is better to give him a good time.

All colors are flying, and the curtains are gloomy.

Yuluan left along the direction. After a while, the veil flying all over the sky slowly stopped turning, and then began to turn back towards the place where he should be.

The breeze slowly stopped, and the palace was still a palace, nothing unusual.

To the south, this position is guarded by Suzaku, and the wind helps the fire. The veterinarian actually hides the wind direction here.

The breeze was flying, the screen was fluttering, and Yuluan slowly walked out of the hall step by step.

Not knowing how long he walked in the underground palace, Yuluan walked to another palace.

The dim light flickered in the mausoleum, and the exquisite palace showed an increasingly dark feeling.

"East." Letting go of the counting fingers in his hand, Yuluan looked at the magnificent and majestic palace in front of him.

If her calculation is correct, this place should be east of the entire tomb.

Four large white jade pillars stand tall, and the four-sided blue dragon hovering on them is alive and well, almost spinning away from the pillars.

Entering the palace slowly, Yuluan walked cautiously. In the east, the blue dragon belongs to water. There must be water to hide here, so being careful is the best policy.

Going back and forth, Yuluan's slender figure walked slowly in the palace.

The outside of this palace looks majestic, but the inside is like the streets and lanes, full of narrow passages, it looks quite weird.

Yuluan walked slowly, frowning slightly.

Why is there no one chasing after him?

She had just been inspired by the last palace, and felt that she should still use the topography of this place and her own advantages to temporarily kill a few spirit races, and then search for Lu Chen.

Therefore, she deliberately just revealed her deeds, but she has already walked so slowly, and it is surprising that no one can follow.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, and Yuluan shook her hand.

That being the case, it's okay to meet Lu Chen first.

She was thinking like this when the wind rang in her ears, and someone shot from the front. The speed was so fast that she was almost trying to escape for her life by Yuluan's doubts.

Ahead?

According to her calculations, those people shouldn't appear in front of her. Could it be that Lu Chen is here?

Yuluan's pace was now slightly faster, turning the corner in front of him with one step.

Looking at each other and looking at each other, the two almost collided.

It turned out to be the oldest Spirit Race wearing white clothes. Yuluan's eyes were instantly narrowed, his backhand was a sword, and he slashed towards the Spirit Race old man.

At the same moment, the old man of the Spirit Race didn't react slowly. Seeing Yuluan in front of him, the big knife in his hand almost turned like a wind, and it swept down toward Yuluan like a torrential rain.

It seems that Yuluan should be eliminated in such a few tricks.

Yuluan snorted at this, relying on him...

At the moment, the soft sword in her hand flew, the demon element revolved, and the big sword that directly entangled the old man of the spirit race went up.

For a time, I only heard loud pops.

Throughout the corridor, I couldn't see you coming and going, I couldn't see the swords and swords, I saw a blade of light and sword flying, and two figures were spinning in the air.

In this invisible shadow of the sword, the exquisite wooden carvings around, shattered like powder, sprinkled in all directions.

The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, coordinated with the gusts of yin wind, causing echoes to overlap in the narrow passage.

"Gudong..."

A sword swept away, cutting off the crazy offensive of the spirit tribe old man, Yuluan frowned slightly.

what sound? This should not be the wind caused by their swordsmanship.

His hands kept moving, but his ears stood up, and he listened carefully.

"Gudong... rumbling..."

The sound is a bit dull, a bit thick, like the sound of water and a little bit unlike the sound of water, nor is it the sound of wind blowing, what is this?

Yuluan was frowning, and the spirit tribe old man on the opposite side was getting more crazy with his sword, and he seemed to be desperate to fight Yuluan.

Although Yuluan thought it was normal for the two of them to meet desperately, Yuluan frowned a little bit because of the feeling that the spirit tribe old man would die if he didn't knock her down.

"boom."

With a dodge, the old man of the Spirit Race slashed to the ground, and the bluestone face immediately cracked a palm-sized hole and meandered away.

With such a fierce attack, he did not hesitate to consume all magic elements.

Yuluan frowned, what is the spirit tribe old man doing?

"Boom..." The dull voice got closer, and it became more real when it heard it, as if something was approaching.

Yuluan's heart shuddered for a moment, backhanded with a quick sword, and the offensive in his hand became sharper, but his ears stood up sharply.

This thing came quickly, and there was a crackling and crisp condensation in the middle, which was so small that it was almost negligible.

A faintly icy breath came from the distant passage, with a light white smoke, rolling in swarms.

The old man of the spirit tribe, his subordinates became more and more crazy, carrying fierce swordsmanship and overbearing power, rushing to Yuluan as fast as lightning.

"boom!"

A reflexive fight, Yuluan took advantage of this gap to see the white smoke flying from the corner of his eyes, coming out of the passageway in the distance.

After a brief moment of doubt, Yuluan's face changed drastically. The mechanism hidden under the Eastern Blue Dragon was not water, but Xuanbing.

This kind of profound ice is only found in the extreme north of the Demon God Continent. It is like water and ice, and can freeze everything. Even if it is the great power of the Great Perfection of the Tribulation Realm, one accidentally may die!

Now, this Xuan Bing is coming in a surging, covering all posture.

Wherever he went, the exquisite walls and the magnificent carvings were immediately frozen into ice crystals, and the ice and water passed by, freezing everything.

"Asshole."

Yuluan glanced at it and scolded.

The old man of the Spirit Race definitely didn't know how to open the mechanism of the Azure Dragon Palace, released the monstrous profound ice water, and met her again when he was escaping for his life.

So, now the old man wanted to escape and kill her, that's why he was so crazy.

Yuluan's teeth clenched tightly, and Yuluan almost smoked from the top of his head for an instant.

Without even thinking about it, a sword swung out the offensive that separated the old man of the Spirit Race, Yuluan turned around and ran away.

She is not afraid of the old man of the spirit race, this Xuanbing, she has no ability to cope with it.

The old man of the spirit race ran when he saw Yuluan turned around, and followed Yuluan when he made a mistake.

At the same time, the look was ferocious, and he rushed forward without fear of death. The knife shone with sharp luster, which made people dare not ignore it.

Their purpose is to kill Yuluan and Lu Chen, the two people who broke into here. It is rare to meet her alone at this time, so no matter what the state is, they will kill her.

Only by killing her, the location of this classical tomb can be known by the spirit race, otherwise, the news will fly all over the sky!

What is the classical tomb, countless treasures, monstrous wealth and cultivation!

Except for the Spirit Race, no one can think of it!

Humph! "

At this moment, Yuluan's eyes flashed, and immediately a shadow suddenly appeared from his magic bag, and then violently collided with the old man of the Spirit Race.

"The puppet?"

When he saw the shadow clearly, the old man of the Spirit Race also had a look of surprise in his eyes, but the surprise had not yet spread, and the fierce attack of the demon puppet was like a storm!

"boom!"

The fierce offensive blasted extremely accurately on the body of the old man of the spirit race, and then the latter shot down.

The demon puppet's fierce attack poured on the body of the spirit race, but Yuluan's brows slowly wrinkled.

The alleys here are narrow and twists and turns are extremely difficult to walk.

The magic puppet was placed by Lu Chen after it was collected, and she was asked to find someone who knows how to make a magic puppet in the future to help repair it.

Now it is used here, but it is not easy to get it back. Otherwise, even if she takes a step forward, the old man of the spirit race behind her is really not idle, how can she easily escape.

Forget it, there will be a big deal in the future to supply Lu Chen with a good puppet, Yuluan taps directly under his feet, and quickly flies out.

Xuanbing roaring from behind, in the hands of the old man of the Spirit Race, the faster it came, the more turbulent it was.

Hoar frost passed, and ice water roared in, filling the entire narrow passage, freezing everything that could be frozen. Crystal clear, blue light flickering.

"Bang." The old man of the spirit race intersected with the magic puppet sword, and sparks burst out.

However, it couldn't resist the white mist that had already risen, and the biting cold completely swallowed the sparks.

"Rumble..."

Yuluan swept out quickly, and the roar of the ice crystal in his ear became tighter.

The corner of his eyes swept behind the old man of the Spirit Race, and there was almost only ten feet of ice water, Yuluan covered a thin layer of ice on his face, shockingly cold, and directly looked around, looking for a chance to escape. She knows that whether it is a place of trial or a place of treasure, it will definitely leave a chance to escape.

Seeing Yuluan escaping quickly, the crazy face of the old man of the Spirit Race became even more crazy.

The sound of intersecting the Demon Puppet Sword suddenly became louder.