Myriad Dao Sword Venerable

The first thousand seven hundred and seventy chapters of the earth?
“Fairy medicine?”
When I heard the rush of Innate Supreme Treasure, such as the Wan of Conscioussness in the Sea of ​​Conscioussness, Yan Changfeng couldn’t help but breathe a little.
Can the fairy medicine be transformed into an adult shape?
Moreover, if you take a bite, you may be able to stand up and get a believe Immortal?
Yan Changfeng doesn’t know if it’s so amazing, but if you don’t have such amazing effects, there is definitely a big benefit.
This is a great opportunity!
How can I miss it?
Yan Changfeng immediately moved toward the filming of the fog, and was about to plunged into it.
Suddenly, Seven-Colored Dao Lotus in Sea of ​​Conscioussness suddenly shouting loudly: “Stop!”
Seven-Colored Dao Lotus shouting loudly, like a thunder, blew in Yan Changfeng’s Sea of ​​Conscioussness, which shocked Yan Changfeng’s head.
He immediately stopped, suddenly pupil suddenly shrink, the whole body of the hair suddenly blew up!
In the immediate fog of Immortal Qi, there was a terrifying breath, which made Yan Changfeng’s sense of crisis soar.
The mist of the spirit, not in sparkling and traslucent, is not beautiful, but turned into a gray black mist, rolling in front of Yan Changfeng, in which the wind is bursting.
Gray black fog rolling, changing shape, like being kneaded, turned into various forms, such as Demon ghosts, it is creepy.
“What happened? What about the fairy medicine? Where have you been?”
Yan Changfeng was stunned and the heart twitched and immediately pulled away from the gray black mist.
“We are all in the illusion!”
Seven-Colored Dao Lotus said solemnly.
“From the moment we entered the white jade stone door, we were already in a illusion!”
“Everything we see is not the truth. It is not a good place here, nor a fairy land!”
Seven-Colored Dao Lotus is dignified. It feels uneasy before entering the white jade stone door. It has always been highly vigilant.
Other Innate Supreme Treasures, such as Wanfa Stone, also fell into the illusion, including Yan Changfeng, which also fell into a fantasy.
The illusion is not terrifying, the most terrifying is, the deep illusion is unknown!
Fortunately, at a critical juncture, Seven-Colored Dao Lotus suddenly woke up and screamed and screamed Yan Changfeng and Wanfa.
At this moment, Yan Changfeng looks around all around and the scene has completely changed.
Those spirit grass treasures, the divine medicine running all over the place, and the fairy fog disappeared.
Among the whole Yuyang realm, there is a darkness, no day and no moon, no trace of vitality, and no such thing as a fairy medicine.
The sparkling soil that was originally sparkling and traslucent is now dark and mixed with a lot of dead air.
The former thick and sticky Spiritual Qi is not Spiritual Qi, but a gray black mist.
What makes Yan Changfeng the most amazing is that there are even a tombstone on the ground!
There is a huge grave in front of each tombstone.
“This… how could this be?”
“Isn’t this a fairyland?”
“Why… I feel like I have come to the earth?”
Yan Changfeng is stunned.
Just saying this, the voice just fell, and a black lacquered river appeared in Void, coming out of the innocent Void and flowing in front of Yan Changfeng.
This dark, lacquered river is the ultimate ice-cold, swaying from the front of Yan Changfeng, giving Yan Changfeng a feeling of falling into the Yellow Springs.
In the black lacquered river, there are bones floating up and down. A cockroach emerges from the water with a head and an empty eye socket. In the direction of Yan Changfeng, the sound of “jié jié” is heard.
Yan Changfeng felt hot and hot in an instant, like a current, flowing through the whole body, and his hair was blown up.
Creepy!
The dragonfly ran down the water and sank into the water in the eyes of Yan Changfeng.
But the scene of just now is to make Yan Changfeng feel awkward.
It’s too weird here.
“This big river, it wouldn’t be the Yellow Springs River?”
Yan Changfeng couldn’t help but say, floating in the air, not knowing where he came to.
At this time, Yan Changfeng suddenly felt a gust of wind and rolled up the gray black mist.
The gray-black fog rolled, and moved towards Yan Changfeng, and there was something vague in the vagueness that made Yan Changfeng shivered.
“What, sneaky, come out!”
Yan Changfeng shouted, his blood light flashed, and Asura Sword was caught by him.
In this strange place, he did not dare to care about it, immediately displayed Asura Dao, and combined the seven avatars, a powerful breath instantly burst out.
The fierce baleful ruthless qi of the sky is rolling around him, and his blood flutters and faintly, it seems to be particularly suitable for this place.
In the next moment, the gray black mist was even more raging. Yan Changfeng vaguely saw the shaking of the silhouette, and immediately yelled: “dressing up as God, playing the devil, give it out!”
He waved Asura Sword, raised his hand and moved toward the gray black mist.
The gray-black fog here is similar to the gray-black fog that Yan Changfeng saw in a space in the void, but the breath of the two has some nuances.
The scarlet sword light ran away and broke into the gray black mist, which made Yan Changfeng horrified.
At the moment when the scarlet sword light broke into it, another scarlet rays of light emerged. “Dang” slammed into the sword light that Yan Changfeng had thrown.
“hong long !”
A loud bang came out, the fire splattered, the sharp sword qi, bursting in an instant, bursting open, raging all directions.
The burst of the word qi, stir the gray black mist, and shake a part of the gray black mist.
Immediately, Yan Changfeng pupil suddenly shrink, looking at the existence of the gray black mist, Yan Changfeng eyes unbelievable color.
“How… how is it possible?”
Yan Changfeng was shocked.
In the Sea of ​​Conscioussness, the major Innate Supreme Treasures were quiet, and they were equally astonished and unbelievable.
At the moment when the gray black mist was shaken, Yan Changfeng saw the daoist silhouette in the gray black mist.
That person shadow, holding Asura Sword, but the mouth of Asura Sword, reveals a vicissitudes, the old is the atmosphere, much older than the Asura Sword in the hands of Yan Changfeng, and above, cracked mottled, and even some Rust!
In addition, there is a lot of gaps in the old Asura Sword, like the unprecedented great battle that has been experienced, and suffered extremely serious damage.
The old, cracked Asura Sword is not half-spiritual, with no Artifact Spirit, but an ice-cold murrous aura.
Asura Sword on Yan Changfeng’s hand also trembled, and Artifact Spirit was obviously confused and unclear.
What makes Yan Changfeng even more so.
The silhouette in the gray black mist is exactly the same as him!
However, the breath of that silhouette is a bit strange, unusually cold!