Five hundred and fiftieth chapters forty-nine swords
Chapter 556 Forty-nine Swords
The blue sky is like a mirror in the deep sea, and the clear and bright colors are vast. At the foot of Duanhun Mountain, where the trees are most lush, several figures are resting on the tallest green tree, looking around.
Ding Hao and Feng Xingran were not the last to arrive. Because of their lightning-fast speed, although they started a beat slower than Feng Aotian, they arrived here at the same time.
Ding Hao stared around and saw Shi Fenghan from the Sword Demon Palace and the red-faced beast Lu Guang, who had already arrived first. In addition, there were Qiu Meng and Zhou Yun from the Purgatory Demon Sect, including a closed-eyed man.
The old man sitting cross-legged at the root of the tree, just by glancing at the old man, Ding Hao knew that he must be one of the old monsters of the Purgatory Demon Sect. The aura of the Sanjie Sanmo Demon could not hide it from Ding Hao's prying eyes.
Just when Ding Hao was looking at him with two different eyes, the old man raised his head and glanced at Ding Hao under the influence of his mind. After seeing that it was Ding Hao who was peeping at him, a smile appeared on his stiff face, and he looked at Ding Hao.
Ding Hao nodded.
Surprised, Ding Hao bowed slightly, nodded and saluted. Although he didn't say much, he had already proved his respect with his actions.
Ding Hao felt that maybe it was because of Feng Delian on the one hand, and on the other hand because this person felt his own strength. That's why this person would treat him so politely. Otherwise, with the arrogance of the Purgatory Demon Sect and this person's cultivation, he might not be able to do anything at all.
You won't even take a look at yourself.
As soon as Feng Aotian arrived here, he immediately walked towards the old man. When he arrived in front of him, he bowed respectfully and then said: "Grandpa Liao, why did you come out from labor?"
Liao Qian looked at it, and the black eyes faded away. Bai Sensen's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he said with neither salt nor blandness: "Damn Luofu Sect. After taking the Bear Heart Leopard Pill, you dare to go to Duanhun Mountain to cause trouble. I'm so stupid
I can’t help but pluck all the feathers out of those bastards!”
As soon as Liao Qian said these words, Ding Hao felt happy and secretly thought that Liao Qian was a wonderful person. If he had such a temper at such an old age, he would have been even more lawless when he was young.
After further careful observation, I found that not only Feng Aotian, the Demon Lord of Purgatory, but also Lu Guang and Shi Fenghan from the Sword Demon Palace were looking at Liao Qian with joy and hatred. Their expressions were even weirder.
When Liao Qian appeared, he breathed a sigh of relief at first, and then he saluted with fear, and said tremblingly: "With Senior Liao coming forward, our Heavenly Slaughter Palace will definitely be fine this time!"
Liao Qian cast a sideways glance with hatred, snorted coldly, and said: "Little bald man can talk, but I'd better stop talking nonsense. Hurry up and lead the way with me. If you're a step late, I'll make sure you have the few remaining hairs on your head."
Not a single feather is left!"
Hendi's hair was sparse and sparse. It was not lush to begin with, especially on his forehead, which was barren of grass. Because of Hendi's danger and cruelty, no one dared to talk about his hair problem in front of him. Liao Qian was good, as soon as they met
The little bald man came over and shouted that he would pluck out the few hairs he had left. Ding Hao couldn't help but be shocked. He was secretly thinking that something bad was going on.
But what surprised Ding Hao was that the originally difficult Hendi just showed a bitter smile, said no more nonsense, and flew straight towards the north. Looking at his panic and anxious speed,
I don’t know whether I am worried about the safety of the Heavenly Slaughter Demon Lord Dugu Jiemie, or I am afraid that Liao Qian will say even more unbearable words.
Flying out with hatred at the sight, Liao Qian "Jie Jie" jumped into the air with a strange smile. An extremely hot high temperature with overflowing murderous intent suddenly spread out. Liao Qian turned into a pillar of fire and disappeared. But just now
The towering green trees where a few people were standing burst into flames.
Qiu Meng Zhou Yun, who was originally among them, including Shi Fenghan and Lu Guang from the Sword Demon Palace, all slapped the flames overflowing on their bodies in a panic, and quickly flew towards the direction of the place of hatred.
Ding Hao, who was carrying Feng Xingran, stared at everything that happened. He secretly thought that Liao Qian was really amazing. He really didn't care about anyone's feelings. Not only was he hated by the Heavenly Slaughter Demon Palace, but also Shi Feng Hanlu of the Sword Demon Palace.
Guang, even Zhou Yun, the fierce enemy of his sect, is the same.
It wasn't until the Purgatory Demon Lord Feng Aotian let out a soft cry that Ding Hao took Feng Xingran and walked side by side with Feng Aotian. After pondering for a while, Ding Hao still said in shock: "Father-in-law, this...Senior Liao is indeed a wonderful person!"
Feng Xingran was also dumbfounded. He looked at Feng Aotian blankly and said, "Dad, why have I never heard you mention Grandpa Liao?"
Feng Aotian, who has always been bold and heroic, showed a bitter smile, shook his head and said: "Senior Liao was not originally from our Purgatory Demon Sect. Later, he joined our Purgatory Demon Sect because of a good relationship with a senior of our Purgatory Demon Sect.
Zong.
That's right, although he helped our Purgatory Demon Sect a lot of things, he never abided by the rules within the sect! In the entire Purgatory Demon Sect, except for his wife's words, no one could restrain him.
He has been traveling around since then, but he didn’t expect that he would go back to Duanhun Mountain this time, and this happened to him, I don’t know if it’s a blessing or a curse!”
After saying this, Ding Hao was stunned. He originally had a lot of things to ask, but in the end he shook his head and said nothing.
Feng Xingran didn't have any scruples. He asked a bunch of questions with a bang, but Feng Aotian rushed out from afar in an instant, but didn't answer a word. He didn't know what he did intentionally. He was still busy rushing on. Feng Xingran was angry and asked Ding Hao to hurry up.
catch up.
A quarter of an hour later, Ding Hao took Feng Xingran to the deep gorge where the mist was floating.
The deep valley is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and the three peaks shrink the mountain belly into a triangle. From a distance, the valley looks like a slanting cone.
After Ding Hao arrived, he discovered that dozens of flying swords of different qualities were inserted on the three peaks in the center. He scanned the circle with his eyes carefully, and after counting silently, he realized that there were exactly seven, seven and forty-nine swords, among which
The absolute majority are mid- to low-grade flying swords. The rocks where the flying swords are inserted are carved with several six-pointed star-like grooves, and six mid-grade crystal stones are embedded in them.
Each of the seven or forty-nine flying swords is surrounded by six mid-grade crystal stones. From a distance, the bright light shines in the mist, like nine stars in the clouds.
However, the area in the center of the bright flying swords is now full of dangers. From among the forty-nine flying swords, sword rays shot out one after another, turning the center of the mountain into a zone of light and shadow. Those cold rays
From a distance, they look like fish swimming under the water, densely packed and flying rapidly through it, forming an extremely dense area.
Due to the inconsistency between the quality of the flying swords and the refining method, the colors of the sword light supported by the crystal stones are also different. The forty-nine flying swords emit light of various colors, making the area the most beautiful.
A dangerous place that is both bright and cruel.
Among the four oval-shaped shields, in the center of the area, masses of demonic energy were churning, resisting the sword light coming from all directions. Ding Hao squinted his eyes and found that there was a demon king in them.
Dugu Jimie, the Seven Kills masters he met last time in the Flame Mountain hated the common people, and his brother Hentian who hated the earth, plus another unknown elder who was in the early integration stage of the Heavenly Slaughter Demon Palace.
The four of them were among them, constantly resisting the continuous impact of the sword light coming from all directions. Among them, Qi Sha Zhenren Hen Cang Sheng was the strongest, but he had to be distracted by taking care of his disciple Hen Tian and the elders of another sect.
He seemed particularly busy and anxious.
The Demon Lord of Heavenly Slaughter, Dugu Jimie, seems to have broken through. At this time, he is already in the late stage of integration. His eyes are red and murderous. Although he is constantly resisting attacks from all sides, he seems to be able to do it with ease. It seems that
Still thinking about how to break out of the formation.
As for the people of the Luofu Sect, they are all in the deep valley of the sky, fighting with Liao Qian and others who arrived first. Except for Fuyunzi, who Ding Hao has met once, the remaining members of the Luofu Sect do not know anyone.
But after taking a look, he realized that his strength was extraordinary.
The one who fought against Liao Qian was a Second Tribulation Loose Immortal from the Luofu Sect, but it seemed that it was extremely difficult to resist Liao Qian's attack. Liao Qian was now full of murderous intent, and he had become a burning man, just like what Ding Hao saw last time
Like a "three-legged golden crow", his surroundings have been filled with a monstrous flame as deep red as blood, and his current appearance cannot be seen at all.
Fu Yunzi, who was in the middle of the tribulation of the Luofu Sect, was now fighting against Lu Guang, the red-faced beast. Both of them were masters of the middle of the tribulation, and they seemed to be evenly matched, and neither could do anything to the other.
The sword demon Shi Fenghan fought against an old man who was in the middle stage of integration. This man was short in stature, but he controlled a broad blue sword in his hand. Paired with his short body, he looked a little out of place and very uncomfortable.
harmonious.
Although it seemed extremely laborious, the broad sword swayed unsteadily while dodging, sucking the floating mist below into the sword body. It would disappear in an instant, leaving Shi Fenghan helpless for a moment.
Qiu Meng, Zhou Yun and his wife, including three people from Hendi, faced off against a woman who was as beautiful as a flower and looked graceful and luxurious. The woman was also in the middle stage of the Fusion, and she was able to fight with one against three. For a time, she fought well.
Don't fall behind.
If we don't count Ding Hao and Feng Aotian's father and daughter who suddenly arrived, although the Demon Sect has the upper hand now, it has not gained an absolute advantage.