Su Yi's eyes are solemn, and in front of the mountains, a giant mountain in the distance is particularly eye-catching, and HTC is majestic.

If the mountain peaks are merged together, it looks unusually magnificent.

From the peak of the mountain, there is a mysterious atmosphere in the faint, and there is no way to make Su Yi feel uneasy.

This breath and the sultry feeling that Su Yi felt twice outside, like the same.

"Whizzing……"

Soon, Yun Lingfeng, Jiang Xiwen, Qin Fang and many other disciples were plucking their feet and plucking forward.

Muyao, Sakura is shallow, and the three daughters of Gongyi also leave their shadows. It seems that they don't want to fall behind.

"The ancestors stayed on the mountain, we must be careful, this road is not safe." Situ Muyang said to Su Yi.

"We should fly a lot faster."

Su Yi mouth evokes a smile of the arc, and the swaying step has been cultivated to the third level, which can condense the two wings, which has to occupy a lot of advantages.

"If you want to fly over, I promise you will regret it."

Situ Muyang smiled and looked at Su Yidao: "This is only relatively safe now. We try to converge on the atmosphere, otherwise it may cause danger."

"So?"

Su Yi frowned, glaring at Muyao, in Liu Yunchuan, Zhang Wei, Jian eleven and others left, no wonder that one did not seem to release much breath, the more the release of the breath, the more dangerous the situation may be encountered Big.

The two of them joined together and slightly moved to the huge mountain.

In this space, the line of sight is dim, like a dark day.

Even the air is like a black mist-like airflow. If it is a huge ancient tomb buried underground, there is a strong heart and soul everywhere.

The mountain stone roads are connected, the grass is not born, and there are vicissitudes and deaths everywhere.

Su Yi’s heart is quite touching, and she doesn’t know how many swordsmen are strong. When the oil lamp is exhausted, it is here, and finally buried here. This is how many strong swordsmen are buried. The land of bones.

After a while, the front of Muyao, Yun Lingfeng, Liu Yunchuan and other figures have disappeared.

There are more than one mountain trail between the mountains, which can lead to the most magnificent mountain in front.

Not long after, on a boulder, a white scorpion sat in a knee-shouldered position, covered in a mottled robes, with a badge on the door of the Excalibur.

A black hair fluffy, covering his face, revealing a looming skull, a sword in front of him was inserted into the rock and covered with dust.

Situ Muyang stepped forward and bowed reverently. If he felt something, he whispered: "This is the ancestor of Shenjianmen, and the limit is sitting here."

Su Yi also went forward to salute, and now he can be regarded as a disciple of Shenjianmen. This is the body of the Shenjianmen ancestors, and the limit is sitting here, and the heart is awe.

Looking at the remains of this sacred body, Shen Jianmen's ancestors are strong, but at the moment the body is like a bone, never had any breath fluctuations, dull.

Su Yi looked carefully, and there was even a faint subtle black spot on the remains, such as the mysterious breath.

"This sword is also a treasure, at least to the level of the Tao."

Situ Muyang said to Su Yi that a dusty sword in front of the ancestors of the ancestors was at least at the level of the Taoist, a treasure.

"Tao..."

It was said that Su Yi immediately glared at the eyes and immediately stared at the dusty sword.

The sword at the level of the Taoist, even if it is the first level of the Tao, is equal to the value of the city.

Weapon level, Yuan Bing, Xuan Bing, Ling Bing, Taoist, implement, holy device.

The weapons at the level of the spirits have been psychic and can complement the master.

The weapons at the level of the road are said to have been carried and can be integrated with the master.

"Don't look at it, although this is a treasure, but the Tao has a spirit, it will choose the Lord, you can try to communicate, maybe it will choose you, but the Shenjian Valley can only take away the same treasure, you choose other You can't get the ancestors to stay." Situ Muyang told Su Yi.

"So?"

Su Yi suddenly shook his head, although the sword of this level is a treasure, you can enter the biggest goal of the Shenjian Valley, but the ancestors of the Shenjianmen.

It is no wonder that every time a disciple with a sword is coming in, surely someone has passed by, but he has not taken the sword.

"Hey!"

Daddy, at this moment, the dusty sword suddenly burst into a tremor, the dust shook, and the light filled.

This light is filled with a strange black mist, filled with a sultry atmosphere.

"Oh..."

In the eyes of the eyes that had already sat down, there was a strange black light in the eyes. The latest `* chapter R_ festival I cool art a network

"boom!"

From the black hair of the fluffy face, a chilling breath slammed, and the robes hunted.

"Oh..."

Everything is lightning fast, and the sitting is suddenly alive, waving and pulling out the sword in front of him, a sword light as electricity, directly to Su Yi and Situ Muyang.

"not good!"

Su Yi's face changed greatly, and the swaying step was pushed to the extreme, and Situ Muyang, who had not responded, pulled back.

"boom……"

When Jianguang passed, the ground was directly opened with a long crack, the gravel stirred, and the sand flew away.

"what happened."

Situ Muyang returned to God, and his heart was full of sorrow. If it was not just left by Su Yi, the consequences of this sword can be imagined.

"Mountain, go, go..."

Just as Su Yi Situ Hu Yang was waiting for him, and his face suddenly changed, the cockroach suddenly opened his mouth, his voice was dull, his voice was exhausted, and there was a glimmer of light in the black light inside the eyelids.

With a hand tightly holding the sword and then inserting it into the ground rock again, the ground around the inch collapsed, pointing at the magnificent mountain in front, said to Su Yi and Situ Muyang: "Go!"

"Go fast, fast..."

Although Su Yi didn't know what happened, but the strange change and the sultry atmosphere of the self-proclaimed body made Su Yi very clear. If he stayed here, it was not such an opponent.

Just if the sword is not fast, the general Yuan Zhenwei is estimated to be able to compete.

"Whizzing……"

Without any hesitation, the two quickly left, and they were shocked.

Until the movement behind him has disappeared very far, Su Yi and Situ Muyang have slowly stepped down.

"What the **** is going on?"

Situ Muyang still has a lingering fear, and the shock is still undecided. Although it has long been known that the twelve hours in the Shenjian Valley are still dangerous, I have never thought that such a strange change has just occurred in front of me.