Legend of Swordsman

boom!

The terrifying wind, with a terrible strangling force, instantly struck Jian Wushuang's body.

Jian Wushuang immediately uttered a muffled hum, the body's spiritual energy was burning madly, and the second level of Dragon Blood Mystery was directly performed.

The degree increased instantly a hundredfold, forcing the impact of the strong wind, and finally forcibly rushed out of the void where the pothole was located, and also broke out of the area where the strong wind tore and swept.

Standing on top of the void outside the pit, the sword has no double-faced color, and a wow of blood spewed from his mouth, and the breath on his body fell to the extreme.

"Fortunately, although I was seriously injured, my life was saved."

Jian Wushuang wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, raised his head again, and looked at the void ahead.

In the void above the pothole, the horrible wind still swept madly, destroying everything, strangling everything.

In this scene, Jian Wushuang's mouth twitched slightly, full of fear.

Too dangerous!

At that moment, it was indeed too dangerous. If he reacted a little slower, or slower, his body would definitely be broken under the impact of the strong wind, and even the **** might not be left.

"This strong wind should be the closer to the center of the pothole, the more arrogant, and I was just just the edge of the pothole, and it was very far away from the center. Nevertheless, the strong wind on the edge hit me. There are blood sacrifice armors, and golden elephant occult body protection, but it is still severely damaged, and it is only a moment ... "Jian Wushuang was amazed, his eyes were full of horror.

"Jian Wushuang, if I read correctly, this strong wind should be an extremely rare **** cold wind in the chaotic world of ancient times. It not only contains the horrifying strangulation power, but the chill carried in the wind is even more amazing. Most of the injuries in your body are caused by that chill. "King Wang said.

"Blood Cold Yin Feng?" Jian Wushuang nodded secretly.

When he had just touched the strong wind, he did feel an extremely cold force rushing into him.

"The blood cold wind is generally difficult to form, but the pit in front of you has sprayed such a large range of blood cold wind ... If I am not mistaken, this pothole is bound to hide treasures, And it's the kind of extremely cold and overcast treasure, which is of extraordinary value, "said King Wang.

"What about hiding treasure? Even if there is a Chaos God Treasure hidden inside, I can only watch it." Jian Wushuang smiled bitterly.

"That's true." King Wang nodded, not saying more.

It is clear to both Jian Wushuang and King Wang that the treasure is absolutely hidden at the bottom of the pit, and it is very precious.

But there are treasures, they ca n’t get them, after all, the **** cold wind in front of them alone can't resist Jian Wushuang. Who knows that there are other crises in that pothole?

Therefore, with treasure, Jian Wushuang can only stare.

On the edge of the pothole, Jian Wushuang stood there silently, and the King of Kings had begun to recover his injuries.

And not long after, the horrible blood-cold wind in front of Jian Wu's face also gradually subsided.

The void shattered by the blood cold and yin wind also gradually recovered, and the world was calm again, calm and calm, as if nothing had just been born.

However, after experiencing Jian Wushuang who escaped from the dead, at this moment it is no longer dare to step into the scope of this huge pothole.

Although he did not dare to enter the area of ​​the pothole, Jian Wushuang did not leave, but stayed nearby and waited quietly.

About half an hour later, the roaring sound exactly the same as before, came from the bottom of the pothole again.

"Are you here again?"

Jian Wushuang fled far away, his eyes were tightly watching.

Sure enough, with the roar of heaven and earth, from the pothole, a terrible blood cold wind swept out.

Hanging everything and destroying everything as always.

This time, Jian Wushuang was not affected by the **** cold wind, he just looked at all this quietly.

The blood cold Yinfeng burst lasted only ten breaths and subsided again.

"Ten breaths?" Jian Wu's eyes narrowed slightly.

The last time the blood cold and yin exploded, he also calculated that it seemed to be about ten breaths.

Jian Wushuang stayed here, waiting for the blood-cold yin to explode again ...

In a flash, ten days passed.

In these ten days, the blood-cold yin wind exploded again and again from this pothole. Jian Wushuang watched closely all the time, and already saw the rule of the blood-cold yin wind.

"The blood cold and yin wind will burst every half an hour, and each burst will only maintain ten breaths."

"In addition, when the blood cold yin wind explodes, there is a certain chance that it will carry the power of ancient gods. When the blood cold yin wind dissipates, these ancient **** powers will remain." Jian Wushuang groaned.

He stayed here for ten days and saw that the pothole burst so many times of blood cold and yin ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ But after one of them broke out, he left a drop of ancient **** power ... which made Jian Wushuang understood that the bottom of the pit was not only the treasure with extremely cold cathodes, but also the power of a lot of ancient gods.

The power of the ancient **** is extremely pure, and it is still condensed by ancient gods with more than six stars. Even if the blood cold and the wind are hard to destroy, it will naturally be preserved.

It's no wonder that when Jian Wushuang came to this pothole, he saw four drops of ancient **** power floating there.

After fully comprehending the rules of the Blood Cold Yinfeng, Jian Wushuang took out the map of the animal skin.

"My current position is here ..."

Jian Wushuang found his location, and then left a mark, leaving a message inside the mark.

That message is the peculiarity of this pothole, as well as the rule of **** cold and yin wind. In addition, Jian Wushuang himself named this pothole, which is called Yinfeng Valley!

"This gigantic battlefield is extremely dangerous. I don't know how many places like the Valley of the Winds, I can find one. In the future, the chance of the strong man in the Qinghuo Palace surviving on the battlefield will be one more point." Jian Wushuang smiled lightly.

It's not just him. Any strong man in the Qinghuo Palace, as long as he is roaming in an unexplored area, will be marked on the map every time he walks or encounters a dangerous place.

After returning to Qinghuo Palace, the map will be handed over to the palace owners for reorganization, and then every Qinghuo Palace strongman who is on the battlefield will know that there is such a dangerous place to prevent them from breaking into it. In a dangerous place, he lost his life.

Jian Wu is a member of Qinghuo Palace, so he must do his best for Qinghuo Palace.

On the edge of the valley of the dark wind, Jian Wushuang was still standing in the void, and had not yet left in a hurry, but at this moment ... The sign in his ring of heaven had a message.

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