(The first volume has been abandoned, and the excavated pit cannot be filled. You can start from the second volume)
"Little mortal, let's see Yu's power..."
Weiyu felt that the unprepared funeral must not be able to catch the blade of the raid, so he began to drag again.
The purple thunder red flame is slowly jumping on the body of the light rain, and the strange natural breath escapes.
"I dodged again."
It is totally inconceivable that the man in front of him could escape the fatal blow.
The Qing Tomb just stood there.
"You want to defeat me?"
The Qing funeral also couldn't help laughing, just like the blood cast eyes also formed a smile.
"Go down to the spring, and then use the Yin Rain Paste"
The light rain and the evil spirit suddenly burst out, and the colorful immortal power spread all over the world, covering more than 100 meters.
At the same time, there seems to be a murmur of rivers between heaven and earth, and the smell of blood rises from the sky, as if there is a Fu River running across the world.
The trees in the forest are like duckweeds in the rain, almost shivering.
Heaven and earth mourn.
Qing Burial leaned over and murmured, "Sure enough, the power of immortals."
The light rain's eyes, engraved with Xiaozhuan, are shining, and the corners of his mouth are smiling wickedly. His eyes are full of violent and cruel colors.
The long sword handle is inlaid with many black and white time, which seems to be resentful, sad, and sad. Looking up, the blade is sharp, and the silvery white blade seems to have cold air.
The cold air slowly rises along the sharp blade. It is scattered vertically and horizontally, which makes people shocked.
"Oh, why?"
Qingchen was shocked when he saw this strange long blade with unknown smell, and then he quickly responded, and his face suddenly became cold.
"Canine God, how could it be in this man's hands?"
Canine God is one of the three sabres in ancient times.
In ancient times, the three sabres were dragon teeth, tiger wings and canine gods.
It was owned by the late Xia emperor Jie, and the three swords were enshrined in the imperial temple of the Xia Dynasty.
When Shang Tang attacked the Imperial Ancestral Temple of the Xia Dynasty, there were black clouds in the sky, ghosts crying and gods howling. The three evil sabres of dragon teeth, tiger wings and dog gods turned into three evil winds, and immediately the Shang army was killed and injured countless times.
King Tang rushed into the temple with a Xuanyuan sword in his hand. The three evil swords were smashed into pieces and sealed underground.
It appeared in the troubled times of the Eastern Han Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms. According to historical records, "In the second year of Zhongping, Li Xuan dug three knives, which were inscribed with dragon teeth, tiger wings, and canine gods, and Li Xuan often wore them."
After Li Xuan's death, the Three Sabres were sealed in the Tai Temple.
The Qing burial naturally knew that the history was true. After all, he had seen the three knives with his own eyes.
Even though the seal may have disappeared long ago, how could these three famous weapons be found in Japan?
"It seems that I will fight with you formally."
The tone of the funeral was cold, and he said coldly.
"Jie Jie." The light rain seemed not to hear the words of Qing burial, and smiled strangely.
She gently stroked the long blade in her hand, looking crazy, as if she were a different person.
"It is estimated that the soul was snatched by this knife." Qingchen guessed.
"After all, these three knives are the most evil blades in ancient times."
Light rain Jie Jie smiled, with an unprecedented sense of killing and terror in his eyes. He looked at the tomb in front of him, and suddenly looked cold, and climbed up to his face with a ferocious look.
"Go to hell!"
It sounds very noisy from the micro rain mouth.
It's like splitting the world with one blade.
The terror of the blade is across the sky. The blade is accompanied by a different color of the blade. Evil spirits are also making a faint noise around the edges. The long blade separates the space and cuts straight to the tomb of the Qing Dynasty.
If this knife is cut down, it is estimated that there will be no ash left. The sky will tremble and be cut in two under the influence of this knife.
"That knife is a waste for you." Weiyu smiled: "The blade refined by Yan Lian is in this desolate place."
Obviously, this sentence is a mockery of Japan, but who is this person in front of us.
Unexpectedly, I know the producer of Yuedao Changyuan.
"The wind ancestor is different."
The white robed face of the tomb was buried. The light rain can be called the extinction of heaven and earth. The face was solemn.
"Ka!"
The different faces turned into the dark wind, making strange sounds. Skeletons were born from nothingness, and one by one they were fused together. They quickly rose, and instantly formed a huge body.
In the blink of an eye, granulation sprouts and skin quickly appear on bones.
Feilian, also known as Feilian, is a mythical beast in ancient Chinese mythology. According to the literature, Feilian is a deer head with a bird's body or a deer head with a bird's head. Feilian is one of the ancestors of the Qin people.
It first appeared in the "Songs of Chu · Lisao": "Look ahead and let the pioneers come, and then fly to their families."
Yes, what exists in the different aspects of Fengzu is naturally Fengbo Feilian.
Fei Lian gradually took shape, hundreds of meters away, standing proudly between heaven and earth, with white light shining from his eyes, like the eyes of heaven, piercing everything in the world.
"Hoo!"
Two huge wings spread from the back of Feilian to block the sky and the sun. When they were gently fanned, the wind was raging and blew away the huge wood forest for many miles.
God Zeng
This is Fengbo Feilian
"It seems that after I died, many good things appeared on the universe."
"How can such an impossibility block my knife..."
Light rain said contemptuously.
"Is that your card?"
Feilian stands proudly on the sky, like a towering giant peak.
The figure of the Qing burial stood here, holding his chest in his hands, carefully observing the light rain.
"Who on earth is she? She is obviously a fairy, but she doesn't have the same ability.
There is a magic knife in the hand. "
"No," Qing Zang was suddenly shocked. "How did she know about Yuedao Changyuan and the ancient witch?"
Qingchen felt that the current situation was not easy for him to grasp.
Under the dark light, the light rain gave a strange smile, and a sense of dissatisfaction emerged from the inscribed eyes.
Light rain looked at the tomb standing on Feilian and said, "It would be boring if we only hid on it."
"Who on earth are you?" Qingchen felt that Xiaoyu had no interest in fighting, so he asked.
Weiyu smiled and replied, "Gai Gui, if you are right, later generations should call me Jie."
"How could it be!"
Qingchen clenched his teeth, his blood red eyes looked at the light rain, and Yuandao Changyuan held it more tightly in his hands.
Jie, the last monarch of the Xia Dynasty, was the son of Emperor Fa.
The Si surname, the Xia Hou surname, was named Gui, and one was named Lu Gui. His posthumous title was Jie, known as Xia Jie, and he was a famous tyrant in history.
This is also a celebrity in history.
Jie is both civil and martial, but he is wild and tyrannical.
Under the plan of the famous prime minister Yi Yin, Shang Tang launched an attack against Jie. Tang first attacked Ruowei and Gu, the party members who killed Jie, defeated Kunwu, and then went straight to Mingtiao, an important town in the Xia Dynasty.
He was captured by Tang and exiled to Nanchao. The Xia Dynasty fell. He died in Nanchao several years later.
The Qing burial basically said the information trembling.
Weiyu smiled, nodded and said, "Not bad, I still know a lot about history."
"But..." Qingchen calmed down his excitement and said, "How could it be..."
"Of course, I won't have reincarnation." Weiyu's good-looking eyes looked at Qingchen and said, "Of course, after the defeat of the three sabres of Dragon Fang, Tiger Wing and Canine God by Xuanyuan Sword, my ghost will stay in these three sabres."
The Qing Tomb did not respond.
"The Xia and Shang Dynasties worshiped witchcraft, so there are many witchcraft methods to lodge the souls in articles."
Weiyu saw Qing buried in deep thought and said, "The Changyuan in your hand was made by my best friend Yan Lian Zhongshang, and his descendants also practiced and cured a secluded evil sword."
"Now think about it. It has been more than 4000 years."