Chapter 273 A bunch of damn things!
"not good!"
When I saw a piece of silver crashing out from the Three Stone Peaks.
Xia He was shocked.
This piece of silver is as big as a baby's fist, and it has many pits and holes on it. Apart from its silver-white color, it looks like a piece of stone full of pores.
Although this piece of silver doesn't look special.
As the leader of Tianxuan Sect, how could he not know what this stone is! This is Chaos Silver! It is a treasure that existed when Chaos first began! Coincidentally, the Tianxuan Mirror is also made of Chaos Silver.
When the distance between the chaos silvers is close, they will have mutual induction and will be attracted to each other.
When two pieces of chaos silver collide with each other, the chaotic force generated between the chaos silver will destroy everything around them, including the magic circle.
It is even possible that the entire Three Stone Peak will be destroyed by this chaotic force!
Xia He didn't know where those guys hid the Chaos Silver, and it hadn't been discovered yet, and they just brought it into the prison.
But if the Tianxuan Mirror is allowed to continue like this, it will definitely destroy the Three Stone Peaks, the seal of the Three Stone Peaks will be unlocked, and those old guys in the Three Stone Peaks will be released! For Xia He, everything is too late.
The moment Chaos Silver appeared, an attraction was created between the two.
The Tianxuan Mirror accelerated instantly, like a falling meteor.
"boom!"
As a loud bang spread throughout the Tianxuan Gate, the three huge rocks on the top of the Sanshi Peak were smashed to pieces by the Tianxuan Mirror.
Waves of spiritual energy swept in.
The Tianxuan Mirror and Chaos Silver collided with each other.
The lightning generated by the collision between the two continued to rage on the mountain.
Pieces of rocks were shattered, huge trees were split in half, and flames started.
The magical beasts in the forest were running around restlessly. They didn't know where to go, but they just wanted to get farther away.
Similarly, this mountain magic formation was destroyed bit by bit.
At the top of Sanshi Peak, dark clouds continued to gather together, becoming thicker and thicker, just like the end of the world.
"boom!"
There was another loud bang, and the last bolt of lightning pierced through the entire Three Stone Peak.
The Sanshi Peak was split in half from the top to the bottom!
The chaotic silver in the Tianxuan Mirror Box seemed to have vented its anger and floated quietly in the air, and the thunder gradually dissipated.
But what followed was the violent sword energy and spiritual power that continued to condense at the top of the Three Stone Peaks.
In the Tianxuan Sect, many disciples stopped fighting and looked towards the direction of the Three Stone Peaks.
"I haven't smelled such fresh air for a long time."
An old man with a full beard and messy hair was suspended in the air, breathing heavily.
"Isn't it? After all, I've been locked up in that place for thousands of years." Zhou Wanfeng, who was dressed in dirty clothes and unadorned, but still had a charming demeanor, yawned, "How come I've been locked up for a thousand years, but I don't see any changes?"
"Come to think of it." Zhou Wanfeng pinched his clothes, looking rather disgusted: "Really, I really want to take a bath."
"Wash as you like. From today on, you can stay in a lake and don't come out. You can wash however you want." The butcher walked forward and touched his belly. "But it's true that I haven't eaten pork for a long time. I wanted to vomit when I saw meat before, but now I really want to have a good meal."
"Let's solve the problem first." Qin Feng walked out from behind them, glanced at all the disciples of Tianxuan Sect, and finally his eyes focused on a spear.
"This spear is good." Qin Feng stretched out his hand and grabbed it. The spear next to the corpse flew up and was held in Qin Feng's hand.
"Let's solve the problem first." The flower thief walked forward and adjusted his hair on his forehead. "I don't know if those girls miss me."
"I don't know if the girls miss you, but I really want to kill you~" Zhou Wanfeng's eyes curved as he looked at the "flower thief".
"Alas," the flower thief shook his head, "I've said it countless times, Sister Zhou misunderstood me. I will only get a girl's heart and then her body. I never do such dirty and forceful things. We just came out, Sister Zhou must be bored, I can accompany Sister Zhou to take a bath and relieve her loneliness."
"Hehe." Zhou Wanfeng chuckled a few times, murderous intent spreading throughout his body.
The flower thief quickly stepped back and said with a smile: "If Sister Zhou doesn't want to, forget it. There's no need to be so scary, right?"
"Alright, alright, stop talking and go help. That kid Xu Ming seems to be in poor condition." The thief stepped forward and said with a smile.
The others then came to their senses and looked in the direction of Xu Ming.
Just as the "thief" said, Xu Ming was floating in the air, his sleeves were torn, his arms were bleeding, and he looked in a miserable state.
"Then I'll go and help you first."
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The burly "robber" rushed towards Xia He! "A bunch of damn things!" Xia He cursed.
The "robber" punched Xia He again and again, and Xia He was beaten back step by step, with blood spurting out of his mouth.
A bandit is not a warrior.
He followed the path of a Qigong practitioner.
But what was a bit strange about the robber was that he treated spiritual power as a warrior's true energy.
Although Xia He had absorbed a lot of blood and luck from thieves and others before, and his strength had not reached its peak, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse, not to mention that they are not dead yet.
Several others also rushed towards Xiahe.
Xu Cang was not in a hurry. He stroked his beard and looked at Wang Xuan: "Oh, the little girl before has grown into such a graceful lady."
"I haven't seen you for three thousand years. I can hardly recognize you." Wang Xuan's eyes were empty and he seemed very dissatisfied with Xu Cang.
"Is your aunt okay?" Xu Cang asked.
"Dead." Wang Xuan said coldly.
"Is that so?" A flash of reminiscence flashed through Xu Cang's eyes. He raised his head and looked at the sky. "He's dead."
Even Wang Xuan, who usually had no emotion at all, clenched his fists and said, "You are the one who deserves to die!"
"It's me who should die." Xu Cang nodded, "But I can't die now."
"Leave the rest to me. It has nothing to do with you youngsters anymore."
Xu Cang casually grabbed the ground, and an ordinary magic sword fell into his hand.
Xu Cang looked at the long sword in his hand, and the bright sword blade reflected Xu Cang's face.
“Although I am old, they cannot avoid those debts.
After so many years, they should pay it back.”
(End of this chapter)