When the giant sword struck the golden bell again, Ling Xuejiao and the other seven elders only felt their bodies shake slightly, but did not suffer any damage.
After falling from the air to the ground, Leng Xuan wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, his face had turned extremely pale. Although the bloody giant sword was many times weaker than before, it was still wielded by a strong man in the Mahayana stage.
With his attack, it was already very good for him to be able to do this step. At this time, the figure of Ling Xuejiu in the center of the formation trembled slightly, and then slowly flew down from the air. At this time, she could no longer
She was unable to maintain the operation of the formation. With her withdrawal, the golden bell was completely shattered. However, not only her, but also the masked man had reached his limit and could no longer condense the bloody giant sword. Soon,
, the giant sword then dissipated into the void without a trace.
When everyone landed, Leng Xuan quickly rushed to Ling Xuejiao's side and asked concernedly: "Are you okay?" Ling Xuejiao glanced at Leng Xuan and saw that his eyes were full of concern, and couldn't help but feel happy and said: "You finally
Sober. I'm fine."
Leng Xuan nodded shamefully and said, "Yes. I'm sorry for what I did before." As he spoke, Gu Jun came closer and said, "Holy girl, this person is too threatening.
, we must not let him go." Ling Xuejiu heard this and looked around at everyone, only to see that everyone's faces were pale, and they were obviously unable to fight anymore. Seeing this, Leng Xuan on the side immediately understood what she was thinking, and immediately said: "How about that?
Let me do it. He's exhausted now, so it shouldn't be difficult to deal with him." Ling Xuejiu shook her head and said, "No, you were injured just now, so don't force yourself." After a pause, she changed her words: "
It's better for me to do it myself." Gu Jun said blankly: "But..." Ling Xuejiu waved her hand and said: "You don't need to say more, I have my own way." After saying that, she took two steps forward alone and took it out of her arms.
A long wooden box.
When Leng Xuan held Luo Shan hostage before, he asked for that wooden box. Seeing Ling Xue Jiu take it out now, Leng Xuan couldn't help but feel curious, wondering what kind of treasure was inside. After thinking about it, Ling Xue saw
The eagle took a deep breath, and then slowly opened the long wooden box. Suddenly, a cold breath burst out from the wooden box and spread around. Everyone within a hundred meters only felt a cold breath.
The cold air poured in from the soles of the feet and spread all over the body in an instant. Some disciples of the Nine Heavens Holy Palace could not help but tremble. Leng Xuan, who was standing next to Ling Xuejiu, felt the cold air particularly thoroughly.
He was secretly horrified that the thing in the wooden box was so powerful. The cold and harsh aura alone was already unbearable. If its full power was unleashed, he didn't know how terrifying it would be.
At this time, Ling Xuejiu put his hand into the wooden box, and then took out a knife about four feet long, which looked like jade but not jade, like stone but not stone, with a light blue light on the surface. The knife was also
I couldn't see the specific material it was made of, but the cold air contained in the blade moved everyone. The masked man not far away seemed to feel the terror of the weapon, and his eyes suddenly became gloomy.
At the same time, on the nearby mountain peak, Luo Shan, who was lying on the ground and sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a green color flashing in his eyes, which looked extremely strange. Then, he stood up suddenly,