The so-called Alcatraz is a special place, where the clouds and the virtual world are somewhat different. Although it is in the middle boundary, its earth foundation is somewhat offset from the middle boundary, just like a giant island hanging, it exudes amazing magic.
There are three mountains and twelve peaks in Taikoo Gate, and Alcatraz Island also has nine realms of magic. In other words, there are nine floors of Alcatraz Island, and the distribution of masters on each floor is a symbol of the practice of magic masters.
Each layer is restricted by the concentration of magic gas, and the properties of magic gas at different levels are very different
If you reach the highest level, you will have a feeling that you can hold the sun, the moon and the sky in your hands.
In the highest magic light hell, there stands an eerie castle, which is as horrible and powerful as Senluo Hell.
There are no torches or candles in the main hall of the old castle, but exquisite crystal lampstands with their magic lights illuminate the whole hall.
There is a man sitting on the throne, or a demon sitting on it.
This man has a huge figure and a magic armor. His hair is black and some people are different.
It’s only the cold magic gas all over the body that gives off a shocking threat. It’s more frightening than saying that this person is a demon!
However, in addition to this magic, there is more than one person in this hall, and those powerful smells seem to be in a closed state, sometimes strong and sometimes weak.
"Swire door core elders? Hum-"
The male cold hum suddenly looked up and clearly saw his face. This male face is still handsome and youthful. At the same time, it shows a sense of vicissitudes of thousands of years. A strange scar on the right cheek of the male makes the vicissitudes of life even more cold and cold.
In front of the right hand, a magic light suddenly appears, which will tear a crack. One of the magic weapons is slowly suspended, and the poor magic gas has evolved into several magic shadows lingering around this knife.
"Buried sword, unique skill once you in my a chop luckily this time ha ha-"
The man’s right hand caught the overbearing magic sword breath unexpectedly but the man’s powerful power was easily grasped by him.
The magic gas gathers vertically and horizontally in that magic armor. If you look closely, each magic armor scale is scored by a spell, but it is difficult for ordinary people to see it.
Male slightly bowed his head and his line of sight seemed to be observing the changes in the world as if it ran through the two worlds.
The instant man seems to find the surprise in his prey’s eyes, and then he turns angry. The emotional contrast of his face makes people unable to see through this person.
"Look at today and see how many people these nine elders can live!"
Male cold hum a magic knife and hold his hand in the whole body. When the black light flashes, it will disappear with ten thousand stars in the magic light.
Chapter one hundred and seventy-three Mundus residual day
As soon as the nine elders of Jieyongzhou pass by, they will be killed as if they were in a human environment, which makes Mu Qianxue’s heart so happy that nine masters are worth thousands of fairy monks.
Just as the nine people continued to move forward to sweep the eastern border of Yongzhou, Elder Yuhua suddenly looked up and stared at the invisible black light in the sky. Suddenly, he shouted, "Thousands of snow quickly retreated thousands of miles away and returned to the main city of Mujia in Yongzhou. Don’t look back when it happened!"
As soon as the feathered elder took a bite of Muqian Snow, it was one leng. Then her horse realized that there was a strong enemy approaching, and without hesitation, she took the royal sword and broke out with the real force, and drove off at the fastest speed towards the main city of Yongzhou.
Mu Qianxue knows that the feathering elders are so horrified that the enemy must repair themselves. Not only will it not help, but even the fighting waves may destroy themselves!
So she didn’t stay and chose to leave quickly.
The other elders are also aware of each other. Among them, the mysterious elder pinched his finger and calculated that the mysterious light flashed bitterly. "I can’t see through the newcomers. It’s the strong one in Jin Xian!"
There is a strong fighting spirit in the eyes of the two men who buried the sword. It is very important for them to practice the sword, knife and tactic all their lives. At this moment, they also guessed the identity of the bearer!
The remaining melody, purgatory, ruling, trial and punishment are all profound, and it is also their own good position for the younger generation to wake up in the feathering elders. This time they will choose World War I!
Of the nine people, only the temperament elder is a female practitioner. When she saw that she looked solemn, she instantly put away the dark blue brilliance and took out a pair of guqin!
This guqin has a very strange shape. The body of the guqin is made of an unknown wood, and the strings are quite different from eleven ordinary guqin. One end of the guqin is engraved with a plum blossom pattern, which is not meaningful.
Ruling that the elders, the presiding judge, and the second child are all staff weapons, the punishment, mystery, purgatory and others have not shown their weapons.
The sky was eroded by a black light, which faintly made the day turn into night.
Originally, it was sunny all the way, but it was affected by a black light spot. After the moment when the dark and secretive friction sounded, there was a flash. Lei Guang kept falling clouds from the sky, gathering and hiding, and there was a storm.
The nine elders looked grim that day, and it was already gloomy and twisted, and the wind was blowing everywhere. The cold wind accompanied with the dull and gloomy thunder roar seemed to cover the land of Fiona Fang for nearly a thousand miles, as if heaven was angry and mountains and rivers were crying.
"Boom-"Thunder started to shine, and there was a terrible flash, which was broken with loud thunder. In the nine elders, the gloomy eyes were like crying in heaven, and suddenly the rain poured down and the wind turned dark, and there was no light for nearly a thousand miles.
Is it the master who can make the nine core elders of Taikoomen so ready?
"It’s hard to know whether you are going to die in the battle of burying a sword or a sword. You two should try your best!"
Feather elder sound never forced in the thunder is still all over the square half step Jin Xian strong momentum in this moment show heritage!
The elder who buried the sword looked at each other with a firm look in his eyes. When the blade of the sword turned, the momentum of the two men also rose sharply!
"A sword in the hand is a lone soldier. A sword in the hand is not as sharp as a sword in the heart. A sword in the heart is not as good as a sword. A sword in the heart is not as good as a sword. A sword in the heart can be buried. Wan Jian’s sword soul can be buried for a long time."
An ancient sword tactic slowly revealed in the mouth of the elder who buried the sword that the sound was very slow, just like the world’s sword theory, which was broken by it. Generally, this buried sword force and profound sword theory contained it!
At the same time, the momentum of the elders who buried the sword surged at one stroke, and they crossed to the middle and late stage of Ling Xu in an instant-
"This is the burial sword of Kendo in ancient times. It is said that it was lost for several years, and it was drowned in the long river of historical era. It is a pity that the sword was buried when the immortal master fell."
Elder Feather is also a little horrified. This Juexue no longer belongs to this era. It is really commendable that the buried sword can break the shackles with his understanding of this kendo.
"The unique skill of a sword and a killer lies in one word, that is, the Jedi will never die, that is, cutting off all the vitality and retreat can cut off everything and dominate the eternal sword!"
Elder Juedao also cultivates the ancient skill of losing Juedao, which means cultivating Dao Qi, and the power of a hundred soldiers will explode to the extreme!
"good!" Seeing the change of their breath and feathering, the elder felt gratified and looked at the sky with more confidence!
"Hum, the core elder of Taikoo Gate, today we are not competing for life and death!"
Leng Lienan’s voice comes from nothing like anger, and the magic armor doesn’t touch a layer of water after it is finished. If there is a magic mask hidden in the hands of that person, the magic knife has a sense of commanding all demons every day!
The stalwart figure stretches out a long and narrow magic shadow in the dark, giving people a sense of gloom and horror. The mere appearance of this person leads to a vision of heaven and earth, and its magic power is shocking!
"Mundus can’t survive!"
Elder Feathering has a very broad vision, and he knows almost all kinds of strong men in the three realms. In addition, Elder Feathering has been in Taikoon for thousands of years, and he is also an ordinary Jin Xian master. Even if he can win him, he is not fully sure to keep him!
The first core elder is the feathering elder.
The sword-burying unique skill has displayed its strongest magical power one after another, so that the two of them can reach the middle and late stage of Lingxu in several hours and qualify for World War I!