Chapter 1719 The Eighth Rank Skeleton King! (1 more)
The fourth floor of the Xuanjian Underground Palace seemed to be a world of its own, but the sky remained unchanged, as if solidified, and it was almost impossible to feel the passage of time.
Going all the way deep, with the guidance of Jianlu, it would not be difficult for Ling Feng to find the sword tomb.
Unfortunately, there are not many sword tombs in the fourth floor of Xuanjian Underground Palace. Most of them are empty king-level and emperor-level sword tombs. Maybe there was something in them a long time ago, but they have been taken away.
, leaving only an empty tomb.
Stimulated by Wang Bodang and others, Ling Feng longed for greater strength, but he was not too eager for quick success. Walking in the fourth floor of the underground palace, every moment, under the temper of the invisible sword pressure,
Ling Feng could feel that the two great sword intentions deep in his spiritual sea were constantly rising!
At this moment, it has almost reached a bottleneck period, and there is only one final step left to elevate the Sword Intent from Dacheng to the Small Perfect Sword Intent.
"Stop."
The bitch's voice sounded again, with a rare solemnity.
"On the right! Almost five hundred feet away!"
After a while, the donkey's voice sounded again.
Ling Feng nodded, his figure flashed, and flew forward to the right.
On the fourth floor of the Xuanjian Underground Palace, the deeper you go, the thicker the gray mist becomes, and the visibility is greatly reduced. Even with Ling Feng's eyesight, he can only see within a hundred meters. As for the power of divine consciousness, it is even more oppressed.
limit.
On the other hand, that bitch didn't know how to find the sword tomb, and found it almost right away.
Following Jianlu's words, Ling Feng quickly found another huge sword monument.
Behind the sword monument is a huge sword tomb, dozens of meters high. Compared with the previous sword tombs, it almost looks like a luxurious little palace.
The ancient and vicissitudes of life coiled around the huge sword tomb, and the gray mist turned into air currents and flowed around the sword tomb, exuding a strong smell of death.
Standing in front of this huge ancient sword tomb, Ling Feng felt that he could not breathe and was very depressed. The stone tablet in front of him seemed to be growing in size, like a towering mountain.
"Incredible, this is an ancestral sword tomb!"
The bitch sighed, with incomparable solemnity and joy in his tone: "When this mythical beast and that old guy came in, they didn't encounter the ancestral sword tomb. You kid is really unlucky!"
Ling Feng raised his hand and touched the bridge of his nose. There is such a thing as luck...
After going through the Sunset Selection, my luck power has reached the level of Baizhang Tianlong. If my luck is not good, I am afraid not many people can be considered lucky.
"Ancestral Sword Tomb!"
Ling Feng looked at the huge sword monument in front of him, secretly expecting something in his heart. In this case, this sword tomb should contain the legacy of a certain ancestral master's swordsmanship.
Ancestor!
You must know that the saint-level powerhouses are already beings that Ling Feng can only look up to, while the ancestor-level ones are almost the ones who stand at the pinnacle of this world.
"Hurry up and turn it on!"
The voice of the stupid donkey was also a little excited, "The ancestral sword tomb may have more than one treasure, wow, kid Lingfeng, you should understand the so-called half share when you meet!"
Ling Feng rolled his eyes, "It's useless to give you the inheritance of swordsmanship!"
"I want this beast even if it's useless! I don't accept it!" Jianlu's eyes are burning. If it is swordsmanship or kendo secret method, Jianlu will naturally not need it, but if it is some treasures that can enhance the body and the power of spiritual consciousness, Jianlu will definitely fight with Ling Feng.
Stalking.
Taking a deep breath, Ling Feng took a step forward and placed his palm on the sword stele in front of him. For a moment, he felt that the stele was so cold that it almost froze his blood.
Ling Feng's eyelids twitched, and he quickly activated the fourth-level swallowing flame to dispel the coldness, and then injected his own sword intent into this huge sword monument.
After three breaths, the stone tablet made a "buzzing" sound, and a faint black light appeared on the surface of the stone tablet, faintly visible.
The next breath, the sword tomb behind the stone tablet shook, rumbling like a mountain falling apart, a crack slowly opened at the top of the sword tomb, and a terrifying breath of death spread out, rushing towards his face, making Ling Feng endure the pain.
Keep taking a few steps back.
After another breath, Ling Feng felt that all the hairs on his body were standing on end, his pores were exploding, and a cold current rushed from the soles of his feet along his spine to his forehead. The strong sense of danger made him retreat quickly to distance himself from the sword tomb.
"Boy Ling Feng, be careful!"
The bitch's voice sounded again, full of solemnity.
Click——
Suddenly, a creepy sound seemed to come out of the Nine Nether Hell. Then, from the cracked sword tomb, an arm suddenly stretched out, clasped the edge of the sword tomb, and tried to pull himself hard.
Pulled out from the sword tomb.
It was a pale bone arm, thicker than Ling Feng's waist, shining with crystal luster, and an extremely strong aura was constantly emanating from the arm, rolling up a storm and making a whirring sound.
"There are gravekeepers, so the treasures in this ancestral sword tomb are no small matter."
The bitch exclaimed in surprise.
The so-called tomb guard is just as the name suggests, and the appearance of the tomb guard proves that the sword tomb has not been opened yet, and also proves that the treasures buried in it are absolutely rare.
"roar!!--"
A sound like the roar of a wild beast came to mind, and then, a huge skull sprang out from the cracks in the sword tomb. It looked like a human skull, but even bigger. There were faint blue will-o'-the-wisps in the dark eye sockets.
It burns and drags out two meteor-like bright lights as it moves.
"I'll wipe it!" The bitch's eyelids jumped wildly and he exclaimed: "The eighth-level skeleton king, this damn, half-saint level! Do it quickly and kill him before he crawls out!"
The bitch roared loudly, his tone extremely anxious. (PS: The eighth level here is similar to the level of a monster.)
"Destroy him?"
When Ling Feng heard this, the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched.
Is this a semi-saint level?
You are definitely kidding me!
However, Ling Feng directly took out the Yi Divine Bow, and then took out the bloodthirsty soul-chasing arrows. He activated the power of the eighty dragon elephants to the extreme, and fired the three arrows in unison.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Three sounds of piercing the sky sounded at the same time, like a substantial dark golden rainbow, carrying unparalleled terrifying power, and shot hard on the skull of the eighth-level skeleton king.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Sparks flew and the three bloodthirsty soul-seeking arrows were all bounced away, but the huge skull was actually intact!
Ling Feng took a breath of cold air. The fairy-level bows and arrows, coupled with the power of eighty dragon elephants, were unable to shake the Skeleton King in the slightest!
"roar!"
The sound of violence sounded, and sound waves that were almost visible to the naked eye rang out from the skull's mouth, turning into a storm and vibrating away, directly bombarding Ling Feng back again and again, and his blood surged.
The next moment, the Skeleton King's two white-bone arms were seen supporting the left and right sides of the sword tomb. He suddenly exerted force, and his body jumped out of the cracks in the sword tomb, leaving his lower body inside the sword tomb.
Ling Feng swallowed hard. The Skeleton King at the semi-saint level, and also the ancient semi-saint level, how could he deal with this?