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At the same time, Tian Xiaojian also encountered trouble.
Originally he entered a channel on the right hand side, but at this moment, it appeared in a vain wasteland.
Looking into the distance, a gray color, a strange stone, like a beast like a person to choose and devour, in addition, there is nothing else, but above the head, there is a layer of purple red magic fog to cover the entire space.
It is not like a cloud floating, but a strange vortex.
The inside is deep and deep, and the faint lightning can also be seen.
But the electric mans are purple.
Tian Xiaojian’s eyes twitched slightly. The lightning of this color seemed to have been heard, but for a moment, he couldn’t remember it.
His complexion has a haze, and Tian Xiaojian can cultivate in such a short period of three hundred years. In addition to the opportunity of Defying the Heavens, it is not difficult to imagine what kind of danger has ever been encountered.
Jade does not grind into a device, and Tian Xiaojian has been baptized by countless bloody rains, but it is as sharp as a sword.
However, at this moment, he did not know what he had met. He had just been in the channel, and he had no idea what kind of Restriction he had touched. The scenery around him became what it is now.
Is it a illusion Restriction, or is it transmitted to a separate space?
Tian Xiaojian’s eyes flicker, and the fantasy will naturally not have any results, and will suddenly release the powerful gods…
However, soon, his face showed a strange color, this place is much smaller than originally thought. Only a dozen or so wide.
When God read and expanded further, it seemed to have encountered an invisible barrier and was easily bounced back.
"Oh, there are some doorways in it."
Tian Xiaojian's pupils shriveled, and suddenly reached out, holding the hand on the chest, suddenly a magical flies out of the body, hit a roll, turned into a squat, and squatted forward.
The thorn was a crack.
In the place where God’s mind was blocked, the Umman seemed to have also encountered an invisible blockage, fallen, but no effect, and finally turned into a magical gas.
Tian Xiaojian’s face did not reveal an unexpected color. The attack just was only tentative, and it was not ineffective.
At least clarify what you are doing. Since the magical attack will be blocked by the real thing, it should not be the illusion Restriction.
It turned out that it was transmitted to a separate space.
If you don't try to get out of here as soon as possible, then Immortal's legacy will become a thing of the mirror.
Tian Xiaojian’s face flashed a bit of sternness. Anyway, there is no other Immortal Cultivator here, so there is no need to hide strength.
The thoughts in my mind turned, and a three-footed Qingfeng had floated in front of her eyes.
The shape is simple, in the hilt, there are many spells like the evil spirits. The sword is out, even without the owner's drive, the nearby magic, all flocked here.
Tian Xiaojian's eyebrows could not help but flash a smug, and the smashed heart sword had been sacrificed to almost psychic. The hardships of these years were not in vain.
"Although it is strange here, but the magic is so strong, it is also very good for me. The power of the smashing sword can be more than 30% more than usual."Tian Xiaojian talked to himself, then grabbed his hands and danced like a butterfly, and one after another, Secret Art. "
The body seems to have become a whirlpool, and the magic of the surrounding is moving here, swarming in, and then passing it into the Netherland Sword.
The sound of clearing the sound was loud, and the magic sword suddenly rose up.
At first, it was only three feet long. In the twinkling of an eye, there was already a close-up, and then it was still rising with the wind. After a few breaths, it was already hundreds of feet long.
Great swordsmanship!
By the Separation and Reunion period, the sound is naturally different, and Tian Xiaojian's eyes are full of satisfaction, but the complexion is more or less pale.
The Netherland Sword is not an ordinary Treasure. For the consumption of Magic Power, it is naturally bigger. If the magic is not so abundant here, I am afraid that it will not change the volume like a hill.
"disease!"
Tian Xiaojian read a spell in his mouth, then reached out and seemed to move forward slowly.
A magical wind rises out of nowhere, and then the smashing heart of the sword flashes like a huge lightning. The black brilliance is so bright that people can't open their eyes, as if the heavens and the earth are collapsed at this moment.
Then there was a bursting sound of rumbling into the ear, and the speed at which the magic sword flew out exceeded the speed of sound. The huge roar that broke through the sound barrier made people feel painful.
If the mortal is here, it is enough that the voice is enough to make the five senses bleed. For Tian Xiaojian, it has no impact.
Then the black lightning bolted on the invisible wall.
What is unexpected is that there is nothing in the air. I only see two different kinds of magical spirits, and they are constantly intertwined in the collision.
Actually, it is even more difficult than imagined. Tian Xiaojian's complexion has changed a bit.
With one hand and one hand, I was trying to display other magical powers, a purple lightning, and suddenly no signs appeared in my eyes, and the sly thorns were on the surface of the sinful sword.
Just one hit.
The light on the surface of Treasure quickly faded.
In the distant field, Xiao Xiaojian, complexion is also ugly, this is his life-connected Treasure, once damaged, his master, naturally, will not be better.
Then hundreds of feet long, like the sword of the sky, the sword was actually bounced back.
And this is not the worst result.
Tian Xiaojian originally wanted to take back Treasure, and then changed to show other mystery, but suddenly he felt like he was raising his head.
Just look at it, Tian Xiaojian is a complexion madness.
It can even be said that it is a terrible fear.
The magic of the place here was originally very strange, but because I was a Demonic Cultivator, I was able to gain some benefits while being stretched, so Tian Xiaojian did not care too much.
But he just had a blow, but it seems to break some balance in this space, and the magic gas suddenly rushed up.
Originally formed a terrifying vortex, at this moment, the vortex seems to be alive.
Sting…
The sound of lightning strikes into the ear, and Tian Xiaojian clearly feels that the magic gas is constantly condensing and converging.
If you don't break this strange space again, I am afraid it will be unimaginable.
In the eyes of Tian Xiaojian, a glimmer of color was flashed. A blood spurted from the mouth, and he was willing to spend a lot of real money on his secret technique. A leisurely voice came to his ear: "Little guy, don't waste effort, just rely on it." The ants in the Separation and Reunion period in your district also want to break this space of the soul, which is the commander of the lord, and I don’t know how many years have been trapped."
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