Chapter 331: Howling Sword God Valley
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Cui Huo Shenlong was drooling happily, a few smiles appeared on his ugly face, and he said bluntly:
"Master, please sit on my back, and we will set off at once.
However, I want to remind the master that the space in the Ghost Realm is very strange, and it is dark everywhere.
Any light and sound, once entered inside, will lose its effect, and nothing can be seen or heard.
And there are demons and ghosts everywhere, no matter what happens, the master must not leave my body.
Because they are afraid of my dragon soul aura and the huge emerald spirit aura in my body! "
Cui Huo Shenlong reminded in a tone of voice.
Hearing this, Liu Qianlang didn't say anything, and jumped onto the back of Cuihuo Shenlong, and then Cuihuo Shenlong let out a low whistle, and suddenly shot towards Tianyu.
Amidst the layers of clouds and mists, a mighty emerald dragon opened its teeth and danced its claws, grasping the clouds and clearing away the mist. On it stood a man with silver hair and shawls, with sparkling spiritual eyes.
Together, they passed away quickly towards the end of the second barrier of the Ghost Sword Tomb.
After a few days.
Liu Qianlang stood on the emerald dragon and looked forward.
It found that the light in front of it was getting dimmer, and even under the huge eyesight of the white light diamond, it could barely see a short distance.
The further forward, the darker it is, and there are completely two worlds in front of and behind.
In any case, there was still a dim light behind him, but in front of him was like a huge black hole, which seemed to swallow up all the light.
"Master! Be careful, the front is the Ghost Realm, there is no end to the height, no bottom to the bottom, only endless darkness!"
After Cui Huo Shenlong finished speaking, he plunged into the boundless darkness.
There was no sound in the ear, and it was pitch black when he looked around, and he couldn't see his fingers. Liu Qianlang tried to raise his vision to the limit level of nearly 100 million breaths.
But his eyes were still as dark as before, and he couldn't even see the existence of the green dragon under his feet.
If it wasn't for Liu Qianlang's sense of Cuigan Shenlong's writhing body, he would almost think that he was trapped in the boundless world of darkness.
Lonely, annoyed, irritable and hopeless!
Although nothing can be seen or heard in the space of the Ghost Realm, Liu Qianlang can clearly feel that the surrounding space is filled with all kinds of weird and inexplicable creatures, and the space is filled with dark and unpleasant smells. smell.
These creatures may be naturally adapted to this darkness, bloodthirsty and cruel, constantly biting and devouring each other.
Liu Qianlang felt blood-like liquid splashed on his body from time to time, even many times, he was hit by inexplicable hard corpses.
Just like what Cui Lu Shenlong said, these strange and inexplicable creatures seem to be very taboo about Cui Lu Shenlong's dragon soul breath and the emerald spirit energy in its body.
Wherever Cui Huo Shenlong went, those inexplicable things all avoided far away with fierce winds.
But these inexplicable creatures were not afraid of Liu Qianlang at all, they kept harassing Liu Qianlang above the waist, the higher the place, the more ravaging it was.
Liu Qianlang first waved the Xianyuan sword silently, cutting off one inexplicable thing after another.
Later, I suddenly discovered that the parts below the waist had never been attacked, so I thought that the closer to the body of Cui Lu Shenlong, the safer it would be.
This discovery made Liu Qianlang secretly happy, and simply sat cross-legged on Cui Huo Shenlong.
In this way, Liu Qianlang also saved a lot of energy if those inexplicable things did not harass him anymore.
Because there was nothing to do in the dark, Liu Qianlang took this opportunity to think about how to deal with the prehistoric demonic swords in the Ghost Sword Tomb.
Time flies, according to my feeling, it will be about four days later, a hundred miles ahead, there is a faint glimmer of light.
With the help of the bright light, Liu Qianlang activated the white light diamond, and under the strong eyesight, it became much brighter in front of him, but the surroundings still felt dark.
Then there was a faint light, and Liu Qianlang looked around, only to see Cui Huan Shenlong, with its ears stuck to the back of its head, its huge dragon head stretched out, its eyes focused, and it was speeding up towards the place where there was light.
Huge monsters are flying everywhere in the surrounding space. These monsters have cow body, fish body, snake shape, spherical shape and so on.
But no matter what kind of shape they have, they all have four common characteristics. One is that they are all covered in pitch black, the other is that they all have long wings, and the third is that they all have an unusually wide mouth.
There are large and small sharp teeth interlaced in their big mouths, and none of them have eyes.
The actions of all kinds of monsters are disorderly, and they are rampaging everywhere by instinct. Whenever two monsters collide, regardless of whether they are of the same kind, they will tear, bite, and devour with their huge mouths.
Often both of them end up in the same end, which is extremely bloody.
There is no place to stay in the space. As long as these inexplicable monsters are alive, they have to fly and fly until they are eaten by another monster.
Seeing this situation, Liu Qianlang couldn't help being terrified, sitting on the dragon, tightly holding on to the mane on its back, fearing that it would be torn to pieces in an instant if it was separated from the dragon.
"Well! It's finally here!"
Liu Qianlang was looking sideways, vigilantly guarding against monsters everywhere around him, when he suddenly heard Cui Huan Shenlong let out a low whistling and pondering, and then spoke in an empty voice.
Before the words fell, one person and one dragon entered another world in an instant.
There is no life in this world, there is no trace of a drop of water, and there is a cold wind whistling everywhere in front of my eyes, and a scene of pure white.
In addition to the dazzling flash between the sky and the earth, it is still a dazzling flash.
At first, Liu Qianlang thought it was the world of snow, but after careful inspection, the whiteness everywhere was actually full of bone powder.
When the cold wind passed by, some ball-like things rolled out from time to time. When some rolled to Liu Qianlang's feet, Liu Qianlang was surprised to find that they were all human heads and skeletons. This world turned out to be a world of bones.
Looking around, there are not very high hills of human bones, and a magic sword with strange shapes, materials and colors is buried deep on each hill.
Every magic sword flashed with a bloodthirsty edge. Although it was buried deep, it still made people feel a burst of evil spirit, fierce and bullying.
The world here makes people panic, fear and pathos and despair.
"Okay, I can only send you here, the rest is up to you!"
Cui Huo Shenlong inspected the endless sword mound with both eyes and said timidly.
Because there is a dragon-slaying demon sword in its line of sight, and I can see that the demon sword is covered with bloody grooves, and there are faint blood stains on it. Weeping non-stop in the cold wind!
Liu Qianlang nodded slightly, and said calmly:
"Thank you! If I don't die, thank you later!"
After finishing speaking, without looking back, he resolutely jumped into the Ghost Sword Tomb, and disappeared in the bitter cold wind after a while.
In the next few days, Cui Huo Shenlong couldn't see Liu Qianlang's figure at all, but heard the sound of weapons blades faintly from the howling cold wind, or the occasional light and rainbow in the sky!
Especially the extremely eye-catching bright red light rainbow of the Xianyuan Sword, roaring wildly from time to time in the dark space of the sky, bursting out huge lightning bolts that split the sky!
In the next few days, tornadoes and hurricanes suddenly blew up between the sky and the earth, swallowing the entire Nether Soul Sword Tomb. All Cui Lun Shenlong could see was the boundless darkness, other than the howling wind.
A few days later, the situation worsened. The entire Nether Soul Sword Tomb was filled with waves of human bones. Huge waves soared into the sky. Countless magic swords trembled and groaned, making unimaginable bloodthirsty roars.
As the huge waves shot towards Tianyu, the sky was filled with flashes of electric sparks and flints, and the booming sound was like thunder, and it was not until seven days and seven nights that it gradually calmed down.
The emerald dragon stared intently at the space where the wind was howling in the Ghost Sword Tomb. For one day, two days, three days, he didn't see Liu Qianlang's shadow.
Instead, he saw that huge dragon-slaying sword bursting with blood, suddenly shot down from Tianyu, and stuck straight into the bones of the cold wind.
Cuigan Shenlong couldn't help feeling cold, the magic sword still exists, it seems that the master is dead!
Thinking of this, Cui chased the dragon, and after a helpless scream, he flew helplessly towards the realm of the abyss.
However, at this moment, a reckless figure in white clothes suddenly appeared in the red dragon eyes, holding a sword in one hand, with white hair floating behind his head in the cold wind.
I saw him facing the Dragon Slaying Demon Sword, with two radiant lights shooting out from his eyes, he looked down upon the Dragon Slaying Demon Sword and remained motionless.
The roaring wind gradually subsided, seeing Liu Qianlang's figure, Cui Huan Shenlong was excited for a while, turned back beautifully, with his belly bright, scratching with his five claws facing the sky for a while, and then came back.
Then he lay down on the ground and carefully inspected the situation inside the Ghost Sword Tomb. What surprised Cui Huo Shenlong was that, except for the Dragon Slaying Demon Sword, all the Primordial Demon Swords had disappeared.
And the Immortal Fate Sword in Liu Qianlang's hand shone with a dan color that frightened everything, making the surrounding area red. Its majesty and arrogance can be felt from afar.
But the dragon-slaying demon sword doesn't seem to be afraid of the Xianyuan sword. Under the coldness of the Xianyuan sword, it still bursts with bright red blood. The two divine swords are like a pair of raging angry lions, looking at each other. His eyes were bloodshot.
Xianyuanjian finally became angry, and all the previous nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight magic swords were cut into pieces by himself, and you are alone!
I saw that the Xianyuan sword stabbed and shot out several feet to penetrate all the spiritual gangs, and suddenly went towards the dragon-slaying demon sword, but the dragon-slaying demon sword showed no fear, and the huge sword body immediately burst into a burst of magic sword gang, The sword piercing the Linggang facing the Xianyuan sword without any hesitation.
Hearing a bang, the two swords retreated more than a thousand feet one after another, and then flew into the void one after another, each erupting into horrified murmurs!
Liu Qianlang was able to hold the Xianyuan Divine Sword with one hand, with a solemn expression on his face, let the wind blow his face, let Gusha tear his long silver-white hair, his cold eyes flashed with a cold spirit, and he clenched the sword again With the handle, it shot at the Dragon Slaying Demon Sword strangely, and at the same time, it slashed straight down in the most primitive way.
And the dragon-slaying demon dragon sword is also super domineering, without dodging or evading, it slashed at the edge of the Xianyuan sword abruptly and fiercely.
Cang Lang Lang, Cang Lang Lang.
After a crisp sound, the sky once again exploded with lightning bolts.
Then the two divine swords retreated again one after another, one whistled a series of whistles, the other trembled and whispered, still evenly matched, equal in power.
However, when the two tigers fought each other, there was an injury in the end. The two divine swords, one righteous and the other demonic, lost their colors after several times of slashing by overlords, especially the dragon-slaying demonic sword. , and the Xianyuan sword is controlled by Liu Qianlang, who can inject powerful spiritual power into his body at any time. In addition to the spirit of Bai Ling, there is also the energy of a demon spirit.
When the colors of the two swords had darkened, the Xianyuan sword quickly regained its color with the support of Liu Qianlang's huge spiritual power.
Then, several times in a row, he slashed at the dragon-slaying demon sword, and finally the dragon-slaying demon sword became the remnant soul under the sword of Xianyuan.