Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 1090
"Could it be that this is the inheritance of immortal artifacts in ancient tombs?"

Looking at the scene of the dead bone holding the flying sword, Jiang Mo was a little shocked.

"You stay here and don't let anyone come in."

He gave Qin Haotian and others an order, and then moved towards the place where Feijian was.

hum!
Just when Jiang Mo was about to approach, an invisible wave swept out directly, making Jiang Mo have to dodge.

"Forbidden things, don't touch them!"

An ancient voice came from the dead bones.

The flying sword in his hand suddenly glowed scarlet!

Jiang Mo's heart twitched, and the power fluctuated just now, just like divine thoughts, but far beyond the power of ninth-level spiritual thoughts.

This shocked Jiang Mo. If the spiritual power of a monk reached the ninth level, it might be comparable to the fighting power of Emperor Wudi.

"This flying sword is obviously not a mortal thing. You can't give up just because of his words."

After making up his mind, Jiang Mo released the power of his spiritual thoughts, wrapped around his body, and rushed out. In an instant, it seemed that there was a barrier in front of him, and it shattered away.

"Shh!"

In the next moment, Jiang Mo slapped away the block of the dry bones, and held the flying sword in one hand.

The strength of his arm exploded, trying to pull the flying sword out of the ground.

A thick and sinister scarlet aura gushed out from the cracks in the ground. At this moment, Jiang Mo's mind seemed to hear the roar of an ancient beast.

"Straight!"

That old voice came out again, obviously extremely angry.

"The old Taoist has been guarding here for millions of years. If you release that beast because of you! The world will surely be devastated!"

The roar of the ferocious beast, together with the roar of the old voice, converged in Jiang Mo's mind, shaking his mind.

"Could it be that this flying sword is suppressing some kind of beast?"

Thinking of this, Jiang Mo quickly backed away.

Hearing the old voice just now, Jiang Mo also vaguely guessed that this ancient tomb seems to be suppressing some kind of terrifying beast.

If he pulled out the flying sword and released the beast under the tomb, then he would really be a sinner through the ages.

boom!
However, just as Jiang Mo was thinking, suddenly, a dull roar came from behind.

I saw Huo Shu of the Yunhai Sect rushing in with dozens of monks.

In addition, two other silver-level forces also came to this cave.

"This is what I found in Zhentian Pavilion, everyone, please go back!"

Qin Haotian said with a cold face as the Thunder God's scepter flickered in his hand.

"Hmph, the inheritance of immortal artifacts here are all ownerless things. Can you swallow Tiange all by yourself?" Huo Shu snorted coldly.

The other two major forces also took a step forward one after another, with unkind faces.

Swish!
Jiang Mo moved his body, came to Qin Haotian, and said: "This ancient tomb is weird, I advise everyone, it's better not to touch the flying sword."

"In my opinion, you Zhentian Pavilion just want to monopolize this cave! Heavenly materials and earthly treasures, whoever sees them will have a share. Isn't it a bit too domineering for you to do this?" A silver-level power master burst out with arrogance.

Even at the banquet earlier, Lu Dongting seemed to appreciate Jiang Mo very much.

However, when it comes to the inheritance of immortal artifacts, I am afraid that no one dares to stop here.

"I told you, you can't move the flying sword here! No one can!" Jiang Mo yelled, and the Ancient Heavenly Punishment Sword was unsheathed in his hand.

"Do it, I don't believe that a mere Tiantian Pavilion can stop all of us?"

Huo Shu glanced at Jiang Mo, and then rushed out first. In the palm of his hand, a huge beam of Yuanli blasted directly at Jiang Mo.

"court death!"

With a flick of Jiang Mo's wrist, the Ancient Heavenly Punishment Sword was slashed out, and the terrifying sword energy crashed down, and the beam of Yuanli force dissipated directly.

"Let's fight together and kill the people in Zhentian Pavilion. When the time comes, the flying sword will be inherited, and we will each get it according to our own ability!"

In an instant, the three major forces began to form an alliance and besieged Zhentian Pavilion.

Boom, boom, boom!

A series of Yuanli attacks exploded in the cave, and the five elites of Zhentian Pavilion protected Qin Haotian's surroundings.

Although Qin Haotian can control the power of the thunder system, his attacks are extremely domineering.

However, the defense is somewhat weak, and someone must protect him.

"Thunder Sword!"

Qin Haotian shouted in a low voice, one after another magic elements gathered and turned into a gigantic thunder sword, slashing down towards the attacking crowd.

Boom, click!

This sword alone took away the lives of nearly ten monks in an instant!

For a moment, the blood of the ten beheaded corpses filled the entire cave, filled with an extremely strong bloody aura.

"how can that be?!"

Seeing the scene in front of them, Huo Shu and the others froze in place for an instant.

They never expected that there would be such a powerful monk in Zhentian Pavilion!

"No, the Yuanli here seems to be isolated. I can't even display [-]% of my strength!"

"It's over!"

"However, the sword slashed by that man just now is extremely powerful, as if it was not affected by this ancient tomb at all."

"Could it be that he can still use Yuanli?"

Horrified voices came from all around.

With Qin Haotian guarding here, the attack of Huo Shu and others was restrained by more than half.

This ancient tomb isolated the vitality, but the magic element was extremely rich.

Here, it is equivalent to Qin Haotian's main battlefield.

"Get out! If you continue to move forward, kill Wushe!" Jiang Mo snorted coldly, looking at the three major forces that had just formed a short-term alliance.

Delusion Three Killing Sword!
Every time the sword is cut, the lives of monks are harvested.

With Qin Haotian, the eighth-level great magister here, and Jiang Mo commanding the overall situation, the three major silver-level forces on the other side were unable to break through for a while.

However, after the fierce fighting lasted for half a stick of incense, suddenly the old voice came again, letting out a long sigh.

"It's over! The evil dragon that the old Taoist suppressed for millions of years will finally be released! Damn it!"

From this voice, it is not difficult to hear the meaning of anger.

These monks actually destroyed the Great Formation of Fengming for the sake of flying swords. Then, when the evil dragon is born, how many people in this world can suppress it?
How many people are willing to suppress?

When Jiang Mo heard the long sigh, his heart was shocked. Looking back, the flying sword was still standing there perfectly.

It's just that the scarlet evil spirit radiated even faster.

Roar!
When Jiang Mo was shocked, the roar of ancient beasts came from the ground, and the ancient tombs trembled.

It is crazily hitting the seal on the surface, and now, two flying swords have been pulled out.

There is a loophole in the Great Formation of Sealing Darkness, this is exactly the time for it to reappear!

(End of this chapter)