Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Wuxia -> I have a wild knife

Chapter 1570 Holy Dragon Scroll

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    ?

    If you walk and visualize all the way, when Shen Qingying and the others finally leave the crowded place and start to enter the deserted mountains and wild mountains, Gu Pan's circus members have expanded to more than four hundred, and they are only a little bit behind.  It's all over the 500 mark.

    Although most of them are at the level below Huashen, but the increased physical strength only through the martial soul feeding back the physical body has already made him doubt his life.  It is more appropriate to call it an inhuman monster.

    Of course, these are just some trivial things.

    The really important and most meaningful thing to him has finally seen the dawn of a breakthrough.

    It was a dark and cloudy night.

    He was walking on a barren mountain path, while thinking about the problem of the Great Desolate Holy Dragon that had troubled him for a long time, suddenly a few warriors jumped out of the darkness

    Perhaps it is the pouring down after the water is ripe, or it may be the inadvertent flash of inspiration.

    At that time, he didn't think about what happened to him at all, but after subconsciously knocking out those warriors, he subconsciously searched out the Wuhun scroll from them for his own visualization.

    And when he opened the Wuhun picture scroll that seemed to be some kind of monster snake, suddenly a silver lightning pierced the sky and illuminated his chaotic consciousness.

    Just at that moment.

    Immediately, he discarded the scroll of martial arts like a pair of shoes, and took out the blank scroll that he carried with him, a golden light that was brighter than lightning in the clouds suddenly lit up in the depths of his eyes, reflecting on the blank scroll  superior¡­¡­

    The clouds rolled high above the sky and quickly became thicker, almost covering the desolate mountain he was on.

    He didn't care about it, he didn't care about it, he just stared at the blank picture scroll in his hand, and the golden light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

    A very pale golden phantom appeared on the blank scroll, and began to become dignified and real

    Click!

    At this moment, a silver thunderbolt fell vertically from above the clouds and bombarded the top of the mountain heavily.

    Boom!

    A black mist that is so thick that it can hardly be melted rises from the top of the mountain.

    Martial spirits crowded and roared, like an airtight protective shield, firmly enveloping that figure, forcibly withstood the bombardment of silver lightning, without affecting him in the slightest  .

    After one breath.

    Dense silver lightnings fell at the same time, and bombarded the protective cover made up of crowded martial spirits at the same time, but they were still directly intercepted.

    But this is not an end, but just the beginning.

    After the first silver electric light didn't work, the dense power grid was also intercepted.

    I don't know how many electric lights gathered in one place in the cloud layer, forming a giant lightning that was comparable to the entire mountain, and struck down again heavily.

    Boom!

    The protective cover of the martial soul shook for a while, but it still caught the lightning bolt.

    Immediately afterwards, the second giant thunderbolt fell.

    The protective cover of the martial soul was crumbling.

    Then came the third, fourth, fifth

    Finally, hard work pays off.

    After the seventh silver lightning fell.

    A huge gap was still opened up in the crowded Wuhun.

    The eighth bolt of lightning is already brewing and is about to fall into the world from above the clouds.

    But unexpectedly, it disappeared directly.

    Even the thick clouds that were about to overwhelm the city began to dissipate at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it returned to its original appearance in just a dozen breaths.

    Some gloomy mountain winds passed by quickly, rolling up a lot of dust and grass, forming a larger and larger tornado vortex.

    Boom!

    With a heavy slap of the palm, the whirlwind was instantly annihilated into the invisible, and the barren mountains under the night were once again silent.

    It wasn't until a long time later that a long sigh sounded, breaking the tranquility of the night, with a hint of helplessness and regret.

    He looked down at the broken picture scroll in his hand, took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly, and finally regained his composure after doing this several times.

    "I'm Gan Linliang, I haven't calculated it after all the calculations. The closest failure to success is actually defeated by your prodigal stuff."

    "It also caused me to endure a lot of thunder and thunder, and let myself be suppressed"?Injured, but in the end it ended up being nothing.  "

    "That little girl Shen Qingying should take full responsibility for this failure"

    "The blank picture scroll she gave me is definitely a fake and shoddy product. It can't even bear the divine will of a wild holy dragon. How can I say that it is one of the best empty pictures on Zilei Peak?"

    "However, although I experienced another failure, and suffered severe mental trauma from the lightning strike, the harvest is unprecedentedly huge. At least I found the right direction to depict the picture scroll of the Great Desolation Sacred Dragon.  Otherwise, it would not have triggered such a strong protest from the power of the realm"

    "Then, the focus of the next step will be to find the blank Wuhun scroll. You must get a blank scroll with a higher level and can withstand a stronger spirit before you can continue the unfinished project."

    A series of thoughts flashed through his mind, he quickly restrained his thoughts, dealt with the traces left by him a little, and quietly disappeared into the barren mountains under the night.

    Not long after, he stopped suddenly, carefully feeling the fluctuations in the power of the martial soul in front of him, and it seemed that the forward route of Shen Qingying and his party had crossed, maybe the two sides would meet somewhere in a short time  .

    Suddenly, another team seemed to speed up. According to this trend, they will surpass Zi Leifeng's group ahead of time, and there will be no intersection between the two.

    Gu Juan didn't pay too much attention to this, he just regarded that team as another team of warriors from the mountain gate, and they were also heading towards the Jedi, but as time went by, especially when the second team was somewhere  After stopping still, it caught his attention again.

    The place where the team stopped was just in front of Zi Leifeng and his group.

    So, what are they waiting for?

    After thinking for a while, he spread out a pair of wings behind his back, turned into an afterimage and hurried through the mountains and forests, and rushed towards the place shrouded in mysterious atmosphere one step ahead.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Silently, flakes of snow began to float in the barren mountains.

    After that, the snow quickly increased, and soon covered the ground with a thin layer of white.

    Buzz

    In a certain hidden mountain depression, the snowflakes flying all over the sky were suddenly pulled by some force, forming a white vortex.

    Right in the center of the vortex, a bit of ink quickly spread out, finally revealing a ferocious giant spirit.

    One after another, the black-clothed warriors quickly dispersed in the mountain depression, firmly protecting the ever-expanding martial soul vortex, as well as the tall figure standing silently under the vortex.

    It was a woman in a long-sleeved gown.

    She slowly opened her eyes and looked towards a vast white forest.

    Extending forward along the direction of his gaze, the Zilei Peak team led by Shen Qingying is rapidly approaching the col.

    Sen Han's killing intent quickly condensed in the mountain depression, and even the ice and snow stopped at this moment.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report