Chapter 342: Heavenly Sacred Sword Reborn(1/2)
The ancient black altar appeared out of thin air in Iceland like a black mountain. The area around the altar was filled with black mist and filled with a gloomy atmosphere. On top of the altar, a black portal led to nowhere.
People's eyes fell on the door, and they couldn't help but tremble.
"What a gloomy door. If I wasn't sure that this was the door to go out, I would have thought it was the door to hell."
"This is the gateway to leave Iceland. Since this is the only portal that has appeared at the moment, there shouldn't be any danger."
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Many people looked at the portal and trembled in their hearts. Everyone stayed under the altar, and no one dared to rush up first.
At this time, many monks appeared out of thin air in the deepest part of Iceland, with confused looks on their faces.
"Huh? What's going on? I was fighting monsters in the nine passages just now, why did I suddenly appear here?"
"Yes, I have only been in Iceland for one day, so why did I come here all of a sudden?"
Each of the new people who appeared had doubts on their faces. They were walking through the nine passages in Iceland before, and some had already entered the Gate of Life and Death, but they were suddenly teleported here by an inexplicable force.
"After the door to leave Iceland is opened, the door to enter Iceland is completely closed. You came in later, so you haven't reached the center of Iceland yet. But after the door to Iceland is opened, all humans will be automatically transferred here, otherwise
If so, you will be completely trapped here, at least for a hundred years, until the next time Iceland appears."
Someone said.
Everyone suddenly realized that it was because the portal to Iceland was opened that they were automatically teleported here.
Boom...
The black altar continued to make roaring sounds, and the black portal above became even more gloomy, making people feel frightened to see it.
At this moment, in a far back corner, three figures appeared furtively, looking towards the black altar. These three figures were none other than the two men and one dog who had killed all the disciples of the Shangguan family and the Wanjian Sect.
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"The gateway to Iceland is open, what should we do now? Should we go directly there?"
Han Yan said.
"You are stupid. If you go over now, you will be torn to pieces immediately."
Nangong Wentian glared at Han Yan. If he said such words at this time, his head would definitely be kicked by a donkey. Wu Cong, the Shangguan family and the War Spirit Realm geniuses of Wanjian Sect would like to eat their meat. If they appear now
In front of them, he was definitely beaten to death on the spot. Even if he wanted to save his whole body, he couldn't.
"We definitely can't go there now. Let's wait for Xiao Chenzi to show up."
The big yellow dog said.
"Xiao Chenzi has been in the magma for three days and has not come out yet. Is there any problem?"
Han Yan was a little worried, not only him, but also Nangong Wentian was a little worried about this situation.
"Don't worry, Xiao Chenzi is protected by the true dragon's fire. His physical body is strong and the magma cannot harm him. If my guess is correct, that boy must have obtained the heart of magma and is refining it now. Waiting for him to come out.
His cultivation will definitely improve by leaps and bounds, and even Wu Cong may not be his opponent."
The big yellow dog shook his head, he knew Jiang Chen too well.
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Under the ancient black altar, the mist was steaming, and everyone held their breath and said nothing.
"What should we do? We need to get out quickly. If we don't get out, the door may be closed."
Shangguan Yilong said.
"I'll go first."
A genius in the Wu Mansion jumped directly onto the altar. In the blink of an eye, he entered the black portal and disappeared. The black portal shook for a moment and then returned to its original state.
"It's okay. This is just a gateway out of Iceland. Let's go."
Someone took the lead, and then there were more people. One by one, figures rushed towards the black portal, and then disappeared. In just a few minutes, all the monks in the divine elixir realm in Iceland stepped onto the black altar.
left.
Wu Cong, the Shangguan family, and the Wanjian Sect were still looking in the direction of the magma, and saw that it was calm there without any ripples.
"Your Majesty, Jiang Chen must have died inside."
Lingdu said.
"It's just a pity for the emperor's soldiers."
Shangguan Yihong shook his head.
"Damn it, those two guys and the nasty dog haven't shown up yet, are they going to stay here for another hundred years?"
Shangguan Yilong cursed. This trip to Iceland can be said to be extremely frustrating. All the geniuses they brought were killed, including Wanjian Sect, and only a few of them were left with masters of the War Spirit Realm. This way
It was a huge loss, and even the murderer was not found. If they went back like this, they would have no way to explain, and they might even be punished by their family and sect.
"Haha, just keep waiting. I don't think they will come back."
Wu Lang laughed, turned around and disappeared into the black portal.
Wu Cong had a gloomy look on his face and felt extremely aggrieved. His eyes once again swept across the calm magma surface and the empty rear, and then said: "Let's go, Jiang Chen probably really died in the magma. As for that
Three guys, let's stand here, they would rather be trapped here for a hundred years than dare to come out."
"Yes, they know that they will die if they come out. Let's leave Iceland now and wait outside Iceland. Those three bastards will definitely not be willing to be trapped here for a hundred years, so they will definitely go out in the end, and they will still die by then.
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Yang Yun from Wanjian Sect had a sneer on his face.
Later, Wu Cong was the first to enter the black stone door, and Shangguan Yihong and others disappeared, leaving Iceland completely.
The originally restless and chaotic interior of Iceland suddenly became extremely quiet, and three figures appeared outside the magma like ghosts.
Boom...
The black altar suddenly shook violently, and the portal above shook even more violently. It began to become a little faint, and it looked like it would disappear at any time.
"Look, the portal is about to disappear. Why doesn't Xiao Chenzi come out? If we can't get out, we will be trapped here for a hundred years."
Han Yan said.
"You guys wait here, I'll go down and take a look."
The big yellow dog said.
"Okay, then be careful."
Nangong Wentian said, with his and Han Yan's current strength, it is obviously impossible to enter the bottom of the magma, but the big yellow dog's physical body is extremely powerful, and coupled with the bloodline of the dragon and horse, there is no problem in entering the bottom of the magma.
boom!
At this moment, a huge roaring sound came from under the magma, and then, a pillar of fire rose into the sky. Along with the pillar of fire, there was also a radiant long sword.
Howl!
The long sword made a sharp roar. The two of them were extremely shocked. They immediately raised their heads and cast their eyes on the long sword. They saw that the sword was seven feet long and five fingers wide. It was exuding incomparable brilliance.
The brilliance of the sword swayed casually, and endless divine radiance shone down.
The long sword itself exudes an aura of superiority, as if it is the most noble existence above all swords.
"What a magical sword. This sword has reached the pinnacle of excellence, but it also gives people a sense of nobility that exceeds that of Ten Thousand Swords. Judging from its aura, I am afraid it is enough to compete with ordinary kings' soldiers."
Nangong Wentian was immediately attracted by this sword.
"Damn, this is an unparalleled magic weapon. Could it be that it is the natal weapon refined by Xiao Chenzi?"
The big yellow dog was also shocked.
Ha ha……
At this moment, a series of wild laughter sounded from under the magma, and a figure radiating fire rushed out like a sharp sword, and then turned into a handsome young man in white.
Howl!
Feeling the aura of the young man in white, the long sword whistled again, spinning happily around the young man, full of intimacy.
"Damn it, what a spiritual sword, it can automatically recognize its owner."
Nangong Wentian was even more surprised.
To be continued...