The Emperor Descending the Heavens

With the coming out of the sword-stealing spirit ‘Sword swallowing the mountains and rivers’, a huge funnel-shaped **** tornado suddenly appeared without warning, and the blood-shaking knife was enveloped in it instantly.

The blood-bladed sword was horrified.

He found himself wrong.

This **** sword, where is the blood-sucking mosquito!

His grandma’s is just a blood-sucking leech!

This mother-in-law is born of a cockroach, and if she continues to entangle with it, his **** days are really over!

“Hot blood, come to me, protector!”

Just as the hot-blooded sword spirit was retreating, Qin Yu’s familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

If the Blood-Blooded Ling suddenly received amnesty, he quickly drove the Blood-Blood Knife, turned it into a blood stab to cut through the sky, and instantly returned to the top of the barren land.

“Hum, slashing in troubled times!”

Just hearing him screaming with rage, the **** knives were mixed with an extreme scarlet swordman, chopping away towards the space storm that enveloped the barren land.

With the bang, the space storm was immediately split into two, and Yu Wei changed direction, undecided, and swept straight towards the ancient dust standing in the sky.

Suddenly, the overbearing swordman made his pupils shrink for a while, his eyes sink, and he raised his hand and shot it with a single palm.

The rules of space instantly turned into a giant sword, welcoming the savage knife that slashed, and the two collided together in the air.

Suddenly, the shock wave formed, but it severely retreated by dozens of feet.

After the **** sword spirit succeeded, he immediately turned back. At this moment, Qin Yu suddenly rushed out of the Lingquan. The delimitation compass instantly turned into a light, hidden in his palm, and quickly laid an invisible body around him. Defensive mask.

The blood slammed, the **** knives turned into three-footed swords, and fell into Qin Yu’s hands.

With the delimitation compass removing the seal on Lingquan, the pure and rich fairy spirit suddenly spread out, and the misty mist drifted with the wind.

The monk Yunhai who was watching the battle in the distance, feeling the innocence of this immortal spirit, suddenly widened his eyes.

“This … this is …? So pure fairy!”

“Look, what’s that pool rolling?” At this moment, the sharp-eyed monk Yunhai yelled.

As soon as the voice came out, it immediately attracted widespread attention.

When their consciousness touched the spiritual spring, they were stunned again.

“This … this … this spring, why … why is it all fairy?”

When they reacted, they all showed unbelievable eyes.

Such pure liquefied fairy qi, and it is constantly flowing from the ground, this is the first time they have seen it for hundreds of thousands of years.

“Is this … is it possible that the Lingquan can’t be achieved?” Someone exclaimed, and immediately caused a stir.

“Wow, Lingquan …”

“Lingquan, the **** knives, the delimitation compass … this, how is this patriarch of Yunhai Fairy so rich?”

“I see. It must be because of these treasures that the Emperor Xiandi came to **** it, and whoever changed it will be tempted!”

The monks commented a lot, and various speculations emerged endlessly.

Just as they were discussing, Supreme Detective Jinshi Guchen had already recalled the Blood Devouring Sword, held it in the palm of his hand, felt his power, and a smirk appeared in his heart.

The blood-stealing sword is really a treasure. This thing can strengthen itself by devouring supernatural powers. If it does, it will become a semi-artifact, or even an artifact.

However, right now, of course, we will first grab the two ancient fairy treasures and Lingquan in the hands of this junior.