The rock wall buzzed and vibrated, and the tadpole-like mantras scattered all over the rock wall seemed to be alive, beating violently.
"How is it? How is it?" Ghostface asked eagerly: "Can it be opened? Is it too hard? It's okay, it's okay, just knock it a few more times and it'll be fine."
"Why are you so mouthy? Stay away." Zhuge Buliang rolled his eyes at him and picked up the brick again and slapped it on it. This time, he used all his strength to activate Long Xuan Jin. Now his cultivation of Long Xuan Jin is almost
It has reached its peak.
The tiles lit up with golden light, as dazzling as the sun, and the dragon pattern on the tiles seemed to come alive at this moment.[
"Bang!"
A wave of waves visible to the naked eye overflowed, and Zhuge Buliang was knocked back more than ten steps again, and his arms became numb. If it weren't for the arrogance of his seven-star treasure body, an ordinary person would probably be affected by this wave of backlash alone.
The physical force can shatter the body.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
After blasting dozens of times at the rock wall, the incantation on the rock wall finally became much darker.
Zhuge Buliang breathed a sigh of relief and said secretly, if this continues, it will take years and years to completely break this seal. This immortal's seal is really different, not even a brick can destroy it.
Thinking of this, Zhuge Buliang suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, a thought in his mind, and the next moment a blue light flew out of Zhuge Buliang's body.
Along with a loud dragon roar resounding in this space, a green dragon sword more than two feet long was placed in front of Zhuge Buliang, shining with a faint brilliance, and vaguely, a green dragon shadow could be seen coiling around the green dragon.
On top of the sword.
"Hey, I don't believe it can't be opened." Zhuge Buliang took hold of the Qinglong sword, and the Qinglong sword immediately bloomed with light.
"This is an immortal's treasure!" Suddenly, the ghost face screamed in horror, staring at the Qinglong sword in Zhuge Buliang's hand, and said: "Although it is a little broken, its power is comparable to an immortal's treasure. You
Where did it come from?”
"Picked it up."
"Oh, pick up another one and let me take a look." Grimace immediately rolled his eyes.
Zhuge Buliang was too lazy to quarrel with Ghostface anymore. He raised the arm holding the Qinglong Broadsword high, pouring spiritual power into the blade. A dragon roar immediately sounded from the Qinglong Broadsword. The Qinglong Broadsword was forced down hard and brought up.
A green blade struck the mountain stone wall.
"Qiang!"
The sword light struck the rock wall, bringing up a string of sparks, but it failed to cut off the rock wall in one fell swoop. However, the complicated incantations on the rock wall were much dimmed.
Zhuge Buliang was overjoyed, and without saying a word, he raised his sword and slashed. The green sword light surged out, shooting out in all directions, and slashed towards the mountain and rock wall. The green light swept across, like a green dragon dancing in this space.
After slashing hundreds of knives in succession, finally, the complex incantations on the mountain stone wall were completely extinguished, but then, an unusually powerful aura surged out from the mountain stone wall, and light golden beams of light came from the mountain stone wall.
They flew out of the stone wall and intertwined in mid-air.
"Be careful, there is an array spirit guarding you." Ghost Face shouted, avoiding from a distance: "When my soul escaped from it, it was almost destroyed by this array spirit, and most of my cultivation was cut off."
"Damn, I didn't tell you earlier!" Zhuge Buliang broke into a cold sweat. This was a formation set up by the immortal. You can imagine how powerful the formation spirits in this formation are.[
The light golden beams intertwined and condensed, finally forming a golden figure. A huge pressure swept over, and the golden figure roared, and it seemed that the entire Buzhou Mountain was shaking. On the golden figure, a pair of
His breathtaking eyes opened and stared at Zhuge Buliang.
Zhuge Buliang immediately felt a chill in his body and subconsciously took two steps back.
But at this moment, the green dragon sword in his hand made a gentle buzzing sound, and turned into a shadow of a green dragon and escaped from Zhuge Buliang's hand.
A figure flew out from the sword, holding the Qinglong sword in his hand. The momentum was surging, and the aura it exuded was no worse than the golden formation spirit.
This figure is just a trace of thoughts sleeping in the Qinglong sword.
"Ouch!"
The green figure roared, and the green dragon sword danced in his hand. The fat body was surprisingly flexible. With one step, he appeared above the formation spirit. The green dragon sword slashed down, and the green sword light surged out.
.
"Woooooo~~" The spirit seemed to feel the oppression, and raised its hand to hold up a golden light curtain, facing the slashing sword light.
"Wow!"
The golden light curtain was like paper under the Qinglong Broadsword, and was torn apart instantly by the sword's light. The spirit retreated in fear, stared at the figure holding the Qinglong Broadsword, and whispered: "You are the Demon Ancestor
!”
"Ouch!"
The green figure didn't answer him, and rushed forward again. He raised the green dragon sword in his hand and fought with the formation spirit. And at some point, an energy-enhanced sword appeared in the formation spirit's hand. The two figures crisscrossed each other,
The fight was fierce. In this space, violent energy fluctuations spread mightily, and both Zhuge Buliang and Ghost Face stayed away from each other.
"That's awesome, what should we do now?" Grimace looked at Zhuge Buliang.
"Wait a minute." Zhuge Buliang hugged his shoulders and said, "Hey, you recognize me as your master now, and I still don't know what to call you?"
"Gutong." Ghostface said: "Our twelve Bronze Generals are all the incarnations of chaotic bronze from ancient times. Each of us has the word 'Gu' as his surname."
"So you are all from the 'ancient' generation." Zhuge Buliang stared at the grimace curiously. Only now did he realize that the so-called twelve bronze generals were not of any race at all, but were the same as the ginseng fruit.
It is the wisdom born from the treasures of heaven and earth.
"Clang!"
The green figure holding the green dragon sword in the distance has firmly suppressed the formation spirit. The luster on the formation spirit is getting darker and darker, and is about to dissipate. Zhuge Buliang nodded frequently. If nothing happens, thirty rounds
Within, the formation spirit will be defeated.
Sure enough, the two sides fought for less than thirty rounds before the formation spirit finally let out a cry and turned into starlight that filled the sky and dissipated.
The green figure flashed and got back into the Qinglong Broadsword again. Zhuge Buliang raised his hand and the Qinglong Broadsword flew back into his palm, and then slashed out towards the mountain wall that had lost its seal, and the cyan
The sword light roared out like a green dragon and struck the stone wall of the mountain.
"Boom!"
The rubble flew away, and the entire mountain stone wall was chopped into several pieces by Zhuge Buliang's sword. Behind the mountain stone wall was a deep tunnel, and an aura of vicissitudes and time came out from the tunnel.[
"Successful, the seal is released." Gu Tong excitedly flew around Zhuge Buliang three times, and then turned into a stream of black energy and rushed into the tunnel.
Zhuge Buliang followed with the Green Dragon Sword in his right hand and the bricks in his left hand. Although the seal was broken, who knows if there are any other dangers inside. Anyway, it is good to be vigilant.
This tunnel was winding and full of moisture. Because it had been buried at the bottom of Buzhou Mountain for more than 20,000 years, the tunnel was full of vicissitudes of time. Fortunately, Zhuge Buliang never encountered him again.
Other troubles.
After passing through this winding tunnel, Zhuge Buliang followed Gu Tong to an underground lair. The underground lair was not very big, and you could see the end at a glance. In the center of the underground lair, there was an ellipse.
There is a large pit in the shape of a large pit. There are twelve ancient bronze statues standing in the pit, standing there like rocks, motionless.
At first glance, Zhuge Buliang thought he had seen the terracotta warriors and horses.
"Hahaha, I'm back~~" Gu Tong laughed and flew towards one of the ancient bronze figures that looked much shorter than the others. The grimace turned into a black air and merged into the ancient bronze figure.
The next moment, Zhuge Buliang saw two rays of golden light shooting out of the empty eyes of the ancient bronze man. Then the stiff neck twisted twice, the two bronze arms were slightly raised, and there was a "pop" sound.
"Crack" sound.
"Hey, your body won't be rusty anymore, will it?" Zhuge Buliang stood on the edge of the pit and smiled.
"Bah, who are you looking down on?" Gu Tong's voice came from the ancient bronze man. He moved his limbs, and finally jumped up from the pit. The bronze body danced flexibly and freely, with his arms folded, and there was a
A metallic sound.
Zhuge Buliang looked at Gu Tong with great interest. He didn't expect that this bronze body could be as flexible as ordinary people. It was really rare.
"Oops." At this time, Gu Tong suddenly screamed, and the golden light in his eyes flashed violently several times.
"What's wrong?"
"Well, maybe it's because I've been buried for too long, and a lot of the power in my body has been lost." Gu Tong's voice came from the bronze body.
"Damn, I don't want to raise a bunch of losers. What's your current level of cultivation?" Zhuge Buliang sneered.
"Well, it should be in the realm of Tao Yun peeping into the sky," Gu Tong said.
"Nah." Zhuge Buliang had the urge to curse, and said: "You said you don't take half-step immortals into consideration. With your current strength, you probably can't even deal with a cultivator in the Dharma Taixu realm.
, Holy shit, this deal is a dead end." Gu Daodao: "Why are you so anxious? Just give me some time and you will be able to regain your original strength. Besides, there are twelve of us."
Gu Tong moved his body and twisted his neck twice, as if he was afraid of the cervical spondylosis that had been buried underground for a long time. Then he jumped up and jumped into the air, and with a "clang" sound, he pulled out the ring on his waist.
He pulled out the bronze sword. He pointed the bronze sword and shouted: "Brothers, we can see the light of day again. Don't sleep, get up. Hey~~"
As he spoke, a strange wave emanated from the center of Gu Tong's eyebrows. This wave spread out like ripples, covering the other eleven bronze ancients.
At this moment, the remaining eleven ancient bronze figures began to shake. Each of the ancient bronze figures exuded a powerful aura, sweeping away all the dust covering their bodies. The eyes of the eleven ancient bronze figures all lit up.
of golden brilliance.
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