Chapter 312 The land of black vines, heroic sword style
Ling Tianyue took a few steps in front of him, and the surrounding dark vine began to become more and more dense. The vines climbing up the rock on the cliff walls on both sides, like a gecko with a four -armed wall wall, and the surrounding atmosphere began to seem desolate.
Get up, let people feel like being in the deserted forest. "
There are also some fine vines that are mixed together on the ground. Ling Tian's body is moving, trying to step on places without vines as much as possible. Unfortunately, it is not as good as his gradual progress.
The land is everywhere, and he no longer avoids it, and stepped on it directly on it.
When stepping on it, there is a sense of softness, and it is also elastic, which is similar to the sponge.
Ling Tian stepped on the steps on the top, and looked around carefully. After seeing the aboly around, she put down the alert, and lifted her legs to move forward.
"…… ..."
I saw a vine rising from the ground, and the rushing towards Ling Tianfei went straight, just like a empty arrow.
Ling Tian's deserted face was immediately dangerous. He kicked his legs and flipped his side in the air. A group of vines rushed through him flew through him.
His feet just stepped on the ground, and the vines in all directions flew towards him like rain. He looked like lightning, sinking as water, and a brilliant Jin Hui flashed out of his hands, and then Jin Hui
The glittering sword immediately appeared in his hands.
"The third style of the Tianmen sword -pulling the blade." A muddy voice suddenly sounded, and he suddenly waved the golden sword in his hand, like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, and the sword light was empty.
The unstoppable sword wave spread suddenly, the sword was far away, the sword was heername, and the hustle and bustle was rolled up.
The vines that shot away were chopped by sword waves, and then fell to the ground like a withered yellow flower.
Several long black vines flew from the cliffs on both sides. These black vines were winding like a sensitive long snake, and the track trajectory was difficult to braid.
Ling Tian didn't think much about, and shot out of his legs, attempting to leave the place around this vine as soon as possible.
The black vine on the heaven and earth gathered in the air, forming a big ball wrapped in black vine.
"…… ..."
Countless black rough vines wear empty shots from the surface of this big ball, like a meteor that falls down one by one.
Ling Tiantong gathene condensed, flashed sideways, a black vine inserted into the surface like a sharp long gun, splashing a stone dust, and then he withdrew his body, and several black vines with sharp weapons were in his body.
Passing through the sky. Before standing, he jumped into a few black rough vines again.
The black rough vine was endless, and Ling Tian glanced at the ball surrounded by black vines sideways. The look was a little cold. It seemed that he would not resolve this culprit. He was really difficult to do.
In the thought, a group of black vines shot in empty -like, Ling Tian turned to face the big ball, the long clothes fluttered, the silver hair moved, and Junlun was extraordinary.
"Absolute Field Third Form -the Horn of the Field." He said lightly.
A larger golden light pillar suddenly tilted in front of him, like a ladder road that continued to rise.
He jumped up and stepped forward on the golden light column.
The black vine that shot in the air was struck by him like a rain. He kicked his legs and flipped in the air.
The black vine he went was cut off one by one.
He was dazzling, and the four golden swords Russia flashed beside him. Several light swords surrounded him around him, like tightly followed amulets.
The vine was cut off by the light sword surrounded by his whole body. He broke the boat all the way, and came to the big ball in the air like a shadow.
"嘭 ..."
Two huge black vines broke the ground and went straight up. They interspersed with each other on the road in front of Lingtian, forming a rattan wall with nearly seven or eight meters.
Wrapped, like two pythons that wrap the prey.
Ling Tian couldn't avoid it, raised the long sword in his hand with the shoulders. Pang Sheng's Xuanli erupted on his body.
Then, then
His eyebrows, sinking face, long -dressed drums, silver, a kind of elegant like a fairy, like a tide overflow, the style of painting is moving.
"The first style of the Tianmen Divine Sword -the shape of the sword." The sound of the ice and cold cold sound split out from his lips. He stepped forward suddenly and gave up a storm under his feet, and then he accepted the sword.
A huge Golden Light Giant Sword Flashing on his body.
The long sword in his hand spin -like, and the speed of the wind and electricity was turned into an electro -light, breaking through the long sky with the huge golden sword, and the crackling of the rocks on the strong rattan wall.
For a moment, the wind rushed, the mystery was turbulent, the sword gas spread, the electric light mottled, the golden light sword swallowed the neon, and the power of bullfighting, leaving a pit on the vine wall of the city, but the power was finally worse.
Some heat.
Ling Tian's eyes were slightly squinted, his eyes were sharp, and the mixed runes immediately stacked beside him. The mysterious force on his body became more violent, and the golden light sword also became a little bigger.
The giant sword penetrated the vine wall like the wind.
After passing through the rattan wall of the vine wall, the golden giant sword scattered, and several black vines that were fell into the violent vine rushed like a bull. Ling Tian jumped over and flipped, flashed a few black vines entangled with him, and a few of them lost with him.
The black vine suddenly turned around and launched an charge to him again.
He turned around and waved his sword, and a sword marks suspended like the cracks. The few black vines that were hit again were cut into two sections.
After a sword, he chopped sideways, and a broken sword came out of the wind, cutting off the several black vines.
Four golden swords flashing immediately beside Ling Tian. He urged his mind, and a few Jin Guang swords pierced with his mind, forcing a part of the black vine.
Meteor flying into the suspended big ball directly.
A group of black vines across a few flying lines of the flying light sword, and Lingtian, which galloped, launched a heavy rain -like charge, trying to block the pace of Lingtian.
Lingtian turns into the shape of a fantasy, and the pace and speed of the shadow charm are dazzling and difficult to find out. It is as deep as the fans of ghosts. The several black vines are all down one by one.
Flashing this wave of attacks, Ling Tian has come to not far from the suspended ball. He turned around and waved his sword.
The black vines are all cut off.
The wind and waves rose, the electric flashed Xuanyong, Ling Tianmu was like a star, his eyebrows were like a peak. He turned around and looked at the hanging big ball, his left foot was leaning, his body was slightly bowed, the sword was put on the waist, the black clothes rolled, the silver hair swayed, one
The posture of the deputy to attack the sword.
In his hands, Jin Guangfei danced, his sword gas fluttered, and a sword wind that was full of anger opened up from his body.
"The third style of the Tianmen Sword -Storm." A cold and cold voice sounded. He pulled his sword and waved, and his figure flickered, leaving only a few bright and dazzling golden electrophoretic light
Then, then
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