Five Hundred and Twenty Seventh Sword Rain

Oops! Everyone thought so, and Zhou Xing was no exception. He felt shortness of breath in his heart, and he was so uncomfortable that he could hardly breathe. He tried his best to stop his body and return to the team, but he felt enveloped by a strange force, and couldn't help himself, so he had no choice but to fly towards the extreme depths of the sea.

After an unknown amount of time, a door of light appeared in front of his eyes, and he shot directly at that door. Immediately, his vision flickered, and his body finally stopped. After a short period of dizziness, he suddenly felt down-to-earth. When he opened his eyes, he couldn't help being overjoyed. The boundless sea water disappeared. At this moment , he was standing on the dry land, with a desolation in front of him.

"Where am I?" Zhou Xing was very puzzled. He looked up and was startled, because there were many phantoms of sea monsters in the blue sky.

At first, he thought it was these sea monsters flying into the sky, but after a closer look, he found that they were just projections, and their entities were not here. But even so, it still gives people a huge sense of oppression.

This place is really too weird. He remembered that he came to this continent after crashing into the light gate, so he looked around for the light gate, but unfortunately found nothing. The light gate disappeared, but he didn't know where to go, and lost contact with the other seven people.

"Oops! Oops! Oops!" Zhou Xing's cultivation base was already low. In this weird secret realm, he had no confidence at all, but sitting still couldn't solve the problem, so he boldly started to move forward, " If you don’t enter the tiger’s lair, how can you catch a tiger cub, I’d like to see what good things are here?”

Zhou Xing comforted himself while walking, he didn't want to come in vain, he took such a big risk just now, he had to make enough money. In order to preserve his strength, he didn't display his cultivation, but just moved forward at a normal speed. On this desolate land, he didn't even have a sense of direction. He didn't know whether he was going forward or backward. It doesn't matter to him anymore, what he hopes to do most now is to find a companion as soon as possible, especially to find Zhai Xingchen, it will be safer for two people to be companions.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Zhou Xing suddenly heard a chi-chi sound in his ears. He was startled, and hurriedly looked around. Then he was surprised to find that a sharp sword appeared in the sky tens of meters away from him. The sharp sword was flying towards him at an extremely fast speed, fortunately he found it in time, otherwise he would be pierced by Wan Jian!

He didn't know where these sharp swords came from, and he didn't see anyone manipulating these swords. At this moment, he didn't have the time to think so much, so he took out his iron heart cauldron and ran forward , while waving the big tripod to hit those flying swords.

clang! clang! clang! ...

The iron heart cauldron was still indestructible, but those flying swords lost their strength immediately after being hit by the cauldron, and fell to the ground one after another. But the next moment, more flying swords appeared in midair,

They stabbed at Zhou Xing at a faster speed and at a more tricky angle.

Zhou Xing knew that if he went on like this, he would definitely not be able to block all the flying swords. Once he was injured, his actions would be hindered and his defense ability would be greatly reduced. Thinking of this, he took out the sleeping mud in the ring, and ordered: "Open the Turtle Spirit Wall!"

Niba let out a cry, and immediately cast his skills. The thick tortoise spirit wall immediately wrapped Zhou Xing, and those flying swords hit the spirit wall, similar to hitting the Iron Heart Cauldron, and fell to the ground after losing their strength.

Zhou Xing was very curious, so he picked up a sword and checked it, and found that these were ordinary iron swords, not even spiritual weapons, and they were worthless to monks. But Zhou Xing thought about it again, if the thief didn't go empty-handed, could it be that he was stabbed in vain? There is no such reason! So with the mentality of picking up trash, he put the dropped flying swords into the Haina ring one by one.

In this way, while moving forward, he resisted the endless flying swords, and at the same time put away these swords. Seeing that the sword rain had no intention of stopping, Zhou Xing immediately quickened his pace.

As time goes by, there are more and more swords, more and more dense, and the strength of the attack is also increasing. In the beginning, it was just an ordinary iron sword, but gradually, the quality of the sword began to improve. A little power of immortals appeared on the iron sword, and the power of the attack suddenly increased. Every time it hit the aura wall, it would cause quite a shock .

Zhou Xing frowned, thinking that this was not a good trend, and he had to leave here as soon as possible, so he raised his cultivation to the extreme and wanted to use teleportation, but he found that it was the same as in the sea, and he couldn't teleport here, so he played With the specialty of being good at running, he ran at top speed.

clang! clang! clang! ... The rain of swords has been falling, attacking the aura wall non-stop, and the mud seems to be struggling, and begins to scream.

"Shut up, you lazy bastard, you only have such a little work to complain about, insist!" Zhou Xing reprimanded.

Zhou Xing ran all the way with the mud on his back. He thought that he would be able to escape the rain of swords by running a few miles, but he never thought that this run lasted for several hours, and the quality of the flying sword was still improving. Later, the ordinary iron swords were all turned into spirit weapons. Fortunately, after the qualitative leap of flying swords, the number dropped greatly. Only a few hundred spirit weapons and flying swords attacked him each time, but even so , is enough for Zhou Xing to drink a pot.

This kind of protracted war of attrition is very bad for him! Finally, the mud couldn't bear it anymore, and with a cry of pain, the aura wall shattered, and its aura became very sluggish. Knowing that the mud had done its best, Zhou Xing felt sorry for it, and he didn't want it to be forced anymore, so he put it into the ring to rest, while he himself swallowed a large amount of spiritual energy pills and circulated the whole body's true energy. Dragons appeared on his body surface, surrounding him in the center, spinning at high speed.

Youlong Infuriating Mask!

Zhou Xing continued to run wildly, with the protection of the true energy shield, these flying swords, the spirit weapon, could not hurt him for a while, and these flying swords would also fall to the ground after being blown away by the true energy. Zhou Xing didn't want to suffer in vain, so he picked up all the leftovers and threw them into the ring.

In this way, Zhou Xing ran all the way and was attacked by flying swords all the way. When his breath was sluggish, he relied on the Devouring Spiritual Qi Pill for support. Before he knew it, more than ten hours passed, and he discovered that on this strange continent, there was There is no night.

He consumed more than 1,000 spiritual energy pills in a whole day, and his inventory is only more than 10,000. He still doesn't know what will happen in the future, and what dangers he will encounter. The trip will be more or less ominous.

Just when Zhou Xing was feeling anxious, Feijian changed again. The number was reduced from a few hundred to 20, and the quality jumped from a spiritual weapon to a spiritual treasure!