Chapter 457 The opponent is very strong, and he cut it with a single sword!
"This is also the formation method?"
"It's not enough to tickle me!"
"Jane crocodile, because you are still the demon emperor who has been sealed by the Shengjun Jun, so courageous, or go back to the Grand Marsh early!"
The simple crocodile was a swamp crocodile. It accidentally swallowed a strange fish, so that he could get a strong force and cultivate an adult shape. Among the monster practitioners, he also had insidious acting. He was not popular.
He reminded.
It made other demon practitioners think that he was using it, and wanted to find a merit alone.
So.
The monster practitioners rushed, and the demon rolled the wind, crushing the snowflakes scattered in the sky, six snowflakes, and turning into more swords!
Gu Yusheng used the monster to make a sword, and borrowed the natural snowflakes to integrate into the Taoist Tianxiang array.
Suddenly.
The sword prestige has increased dozens of times.
The wrapped monster fierce birds turned into demon blood!
The demon blood is like rain, and when it is cold, it becomes a sword of the icing ice.
Alas!
The snow wolf living in the world of frost and snow, in countless snowflake swords, lift his head long.
The snowflakes run through the wolf head.
!!
Snowflakes fall.
The depth of a few feet in the ice layer has not been entered.
As the demon blood permeates, the keen smell of monsters is declining sharply.
Gu Yu's life relying on the snow -shaped snow -shaped potential, incorporated the kendo he felt into the array, and turned all the places of Fangyuan Baili into the heavenly elephant array.
This is the first time Gu Yu's life is so powerful.
In addition to his own borrowing momentum, the main thing is that that day, he traveled to the Lingzhou to cross the river, which made his consciousness break through to a realm that he was unknown, the blessing of the three teaching methods, the consciousness control, and the sword controlled sword, the sword controlled sword
, Surge to a hundred times, thousands of times.
The longer the time, the stronger the sword array, the strange vortex of the top of Gu Yusheng's head.
The demon practitioners below the seven realm, under the suppression of Gu Yu's life and sword array, even if they have a strong body and vitality, they scream at most, turning into a group of blood mist.
The wave of the demon tribe could not stop at all, and pierced it into the sword array.
There are countless deaths and injuries.
The scene is fierce, which is even more shocking than when the demon invasion of the demon.
The monster practitioners exude a strong spiritual power to protect themselves, but they are lost in the snowflakes of the wind and messy dancing. They are surrounded by the bodies. They are miserable demon clan.
"Human race, you are so brave, dare to slaughter the demon family!"
The Eight Realm demon emperors of a Wanbi City were furious, and their bodies were semi -demonized, revealing two black claws, swinging forward violently, and strong power to form a wind, tearing out a peak to the mountain peak.
aisle.
A furiously patted the chest, a bite of black winds formed a circle of wind rings, and slapped the mountain peak violently.
A loud noise!
The mountain peaks accumulated by the millennium frost, the power of the destruction of the mountain was photographed a huge hole.
Wow!
Accompanied by geological tremor.
The millennium frost snow burst collapsed, and a sudden avalanche made the sky darker suddenly.
"Bear Blind, You Mang Fu!"
Other demon strong people have avoided it from a distance.
"Run!"
The weaker monster practitioners, or the monsters who can only run in the mountains and forests, are scared and rolled, and in the face of the power of nature, they also seem as small as ants.
Oh, ah!
On the peak.
Gu Yu's feet made a strange cracking sound, a giant mountain, cracked from the middle and collapsed towards the middle.
Gu Yusheng's Royal Sword rose.
The robe was cut off several dozens of mouths by the sound of anger just now.
Gu Yusheng's hand volleyed, cutting the dragon sword out of the box.
The white world snowflakes flutter, a ray of shiny swords and light, blooming for a moment, sword gas is whiter than snowflakes.
The eight -state demon repaired the big black bear, his complexion, and the body was like a mountain.
Two claws capture and hold.
Compared with Gu Yu's life, it looks like a fine snowflake.
A sword cut the mountains.
The fine sword is created like hallucinations.
The black bear looked down, and the vortex of the winding wind formed by the double claws had been firmly restrained by Gu Yusheng.
puff!
Blood is abrupt, like the curtain becomes semi -circular.
The dark sky suddenly brightened.
The red snowflakes float.
Half of the black bear's body fell with the millennium frost.
The liver and gallbladder also sprinkled from the huge body.
Out!
Gu Yusheng's sword belt box.
Stretching forward, a strange drop of demon blood fell on the palm.
Gu Yu's life was wrapped in spiritual power, and he was known for the mysteries, murmured: "So that's so."
唰.
Gu Yusheng's figure was swinging, and he rushed forward.
Behind you.
The behemoth drooping down the mountain.
The demon strong is shocked!
"The bears are blind?"
Look at the corpse that is cut into two halves?
The demon practitioner took a breath.
"How is it!"
"He is the Eight Realm Demon Emperor!"
The demon emperor fell and his breath was scattered, so he was afraid of the weaker demon practitioners.
In addition, the snowflakes in the sky seem to be an endless sword.
In the moment.
The monster beast tide ran away.
Its momentum quickly collapsed!
Gu Yusheng took the opportunity to catch up with the treasure bottle, and urged Ma Yufeng to run madly.
This day.
The Great Wilderness Monster practitioners were trapped in the heavenly elephant sword array, and hundreds of deaths and injuries.
Gu Yu's life cut the demon emperor.
Quickly spread between the monster practitioners.
Immediately, Gu Yusheng resolved the chopping cards around his waist, injected a spiritual light, and was destroying it.
After looking at the treasure bottle, I was busy stopping the word: "Son, no."
"Um?"
Gu Yusheng frowned, looked at the treasure bottle, his eyes were full of review.
Bao Ping said: "Members of Lingge in the demon clan, showing that Lingge is powerful, the son -in -law's back sword is not avoided by Lingge, it will be destroyed, but it will allow Lingge to hide in the dark.
Although the son has the name of Mr. Holy Yuan, the son still has an unwilling wishes.
Furthermore, the spiritual pattern in this token is also a thing left by the old man, it is a pity to destroy it. "
Gu Yusheng looked at some strange treasure bottle and said, "With it, Lingge can always find it, members of Lingge in the demon tribe, I can't always run away."
Baoping said: "The son can give it to me, I have a way to let it disappear."
Gu Yusheng picked the ordered card and threw it to the treasure bottle.
The pink colorful wooden atmosphere exudes the treasure bottle, and the tokens did not know where she was hidden by her.
Gu Yusheng felt secretly induced by the consciousness, and it really couldn't reach it.
Gu Yusheng moved forward. After a few hours, the monster practitioners were gone.
Gu Yu Shengzang horses fell deep in a undulating mountain. He looked back at the treasure bottle that fell on his shoulders and looked at the sky, saying, "Treasure bottle, you are not the sword spirit of the dragon sword at all, right?"
"Um?"
Ping Ping's eyes looked at Gu Yu's life.
"Why did the son suddenly ask this?"
Gu Yusheng smiled and said, "Over the years, I have held a sword to practice hard day and night. It is also a person who knows the sword. On the banks of Linjiang that night, the old man of Aoki asked the peach demon on the Qingping Mountain.
Guess.
When I was young, I often had a strange dream. In my dream, my face was full of blood.
Thinking about it, maybe my mother used to do my best to protect me. If all this is true, then the peach demon in the peach forest should know all this.
The treasure bottle, there is something to do between you and the peach demon, right? "
"Son ... I ..."
The treasure bottle was silent for a while, pursed his lips, and I didn't know how to speak.
Gu Yusheng took a sip, and his thoughts were stunned.
"It doesn't matter, don't say it, it's not time, this world, the fog is heavy, one day, I will know everything."
The bottle is grievance and rosy. He said, "The son is not that I want to hide you intentionally, it is my memory, but also like a scattered peach blossom, which is broken into one petal and one petal. You need to find it slowly.
The treasure bottle is indeed not the sword spirit of the son. The wooden sword of the son is indeed the place of the treasure bottle. Your mother seems a bit impressed, but it is blurred, very vague ... "