Shushan signed in for 3000 years, leaving the land sword fairy

The place has been shrouded in dense fog for many years, and ordinary immortals and even sturdy and powerful wild beasts dare not break into it at will.

"In front is the former site of our Sword Palace."

"Since thousands of years ago, it has been shrouded in fog."

"It is rumored that in the past, there were elders from other sects who went deep into it, but they have been unable to come out. It seems to be filled with strange and unknown power."

"Zhao Fan, you have to be more careful when you go in."

Bringing Zhao Fan here, Guan Shan reminded in a deep voice.

"Strange and ominous power?"

Zhao Fan raised his eyebrows, looking at the area in front of him hidden in the thick fog, his eyes became a little deep.

From Guan Shan's words, it can be heard that some terrible changes seemed to have taken place at the former site of the Sword Palace, otherwise it would not have become what it is today.

But Zhao Fan's expression is quite calm, he is already a second-rank Luo Tianshangxian, and he has just obtained the Star Disillusionment Bow, so it's okay if he doesn't encounter any weirdness in it, if he does, he doesn't mind trying the top grade The power of fairy artifacts.

"Elder Guan, just wait here."

"I'll go in and see."

Zhao Fan didn't have any ink marks, and walked towards the dense fog area ahead with steady steps.

He was slender and powerful, and his steps seemed to be slow, but after two or three steps, he disappeared into the mist. This speed even surprised Guan Shan.

"Zhao Fan, don't let us down."

"You must pass the test."

Seeing Zhao Fan enter the forbidden area of ​​the old site, Guan Shan had complicated eyes and muttered to himself.

At this moment, Zhao Fan had already entered the forbidden area, and did not notice Guan Shan's soliloquy at all.

"This thick fog is filled with some kind of special power."

"It can actually suppress my divine thoughts."

As soon as he broke into the fog, Zhao Fan noticed the abnormality.

His original powerful divine sense can be released at will to cover thousands of meters in the outside world, but when he walks inside, he can only detect an area of ​​tens of meters centered on himself.

"And the deeper I walked in the mist, the more suppressed my divine sense was."

"This former site of the Sword Palace is really weird."

Zhao Fan frowned slightly, and kept looking at the surrounding situation. Because the visibility was very low, he could barely see the scenery within 20 meters.

There are dilapidated ruins everywhere in front of it, and the ground is riddled with holes. It seems that a terrifying and abnormal war broke out here countless years ago.

Although it has been a long time, the air is still filled with that scalp-numbing aura of immortality.

Of course, after the baptism of time, these immortal auras are very subtle, but they cannot be hidden from Zhao Fan's eyes.

When I checked outside before, the former site of the Sword Palace was only a few tens of miles away, but as Zhao Fan entered it, it was like stepping into a vast cave world.

Zhao Fan's speed is not slow, every step he takes can cover a distance of tens of meters, but after a few minutes, he still hasn't reached the depths of the old site.

"Buzz!"

At this time, several dilapidated palaces suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Fan, and strange fluctuations rippled from the depths of the palace.

"Ok?"

Zhao Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and saw that the nearby thick fog, affected by some kind of force, suddenly became violently tumbling, like a calm lake, rippled by falling stones.

"Awe-inspiring swordsmanship..."

"Righteousness lasts forever..."

A dreamlike voice suddenly sounded, it seemed to be thousands of miles away, but it seemed to be close to the ear.

"Ok?"

Zhao Fan stopped, his calm eyes suddenly became sharp.

He stared coldly ahead, and behind the tumbling mist, one figure after another appeared.

Moreover, the imposing fluctuations emitted by each figure are very powerful.

"who are you?"

Zhao Fan didn't rush to make a move, but asked in a deep voice.

But unexpectedly, these figures were silent, and the terrifying and magnificent sword energy tore through all the fog, and suddenly slashed towards Zhao Fan.

Every sword qi is filled with the power of supreme artistic conception, with unimaginable power.

Zhao Fan's heart trembled, he raised his hand and drew out the sword domineeringly, and the mighty sword energy shot out with his fingertips.

The golden sword aura, thunderous and powerful, directly crushed the oncoming sword aura, and even slashed towards those figures standing in the mist with undiminished momentum.

boom!

The sword energy exploded, causing the rocks to fly, but to Zhao Fan's surprise, those mysterious figures were still standing tall without any damage at all.

"Awe-inspiring swordsmanship..."

"Righteousness lasts forever..."

The dream-like voice echoed continuously, as if resounding in Zhao Fan's heart.

At the same time, an extremely strange force, hidden in the mist, suddenly enveloped Zhao Fan.

"This is……"

Zhao Fan felt in his heart that the primordial spirit between his brows was glowing, and traces of black chains appeared out of thin air, and they were completely destroyed by the divine light emitted by the primordial spirit before they approached his brows.

"No matter what kind of weird or unknown you are."

"In front of me, there is nowhere to hide."

He received inexplicable attacks one after another, even Zhao Fan couldn't bear it no matter how good-hearted he was.

boom!

The extremely tyrannical Immortal Dao momentum came out through the body, blowing away the billowing mist like a gust of wind and rain.

Zhao Fan's whole body glowed, and every inch of flesh and blood seemed to be poured from fairy gold, full of supreme power.

With a blank expression on his face, he used his fingers as a sword, aimed at the direction of the strange fluctuations in front, and slashed out powerfully and domineeringly.

Hundreds of meters of golden light tore through the sky and cut through the giant rocks and trees. The momentum almost split the entire forbidden area of ​​the old site!

Zhao Fan is like a god, with countless immortal powers on the surface like divine flames, dancing in clusters, exuding terrifying aura.

He is domineering and strong, and with every gesture, he wants to smash the entire old site.

bang, bang...

Ahead, the figures hidden in the depths of the thick fog exploded one after another.

One after another rune energy soared into the sky, and accompanied by deafening noises, a terrifying explosion occurred here.

bang...

The violent movement lasted for a while, and when the smoke and dust cleared, the area with a radius of several hundred meters had been razed to the ground.

The blow was shocking, but Zhao Fan did not find the whereabouts of the shooter, but instead showed a rare look of doubt on his face.

I saw that as the thick fog became thinner, low grave mounds appeared in front of me.

"Awe-inspiring swordsmanship..."

"Righteousness lasts forever..."

With the howling wind, the stone tablets standing in front of the grave resonated, and whispered like an unknown strong man.

"Ling Xiaozi, the No. 18th generation lord of the Sword Palace, led the Sword Palace's ten thousand sword cultivators to defend against the corpses outside the fairyland. They were killed and injured in one day, and thousands of heroic spirits were buried."

"Jin Bo, the 20th generation lord of the Sword Palace, led hundreds of disciples to compete in Tianyun Mountain, exterminated thousands of immortals from different races, and finally died of exhaustion, and buried his immortal body here."

"Qi Liandao, the 20th generation master of the Sword Palace, commanded thousands of people to fight against the three-eyed clan who invaded the fairyland, and killed [-] enemies and fell to the cold valley."

……

Looking at the names and deeds on the tombstones, Zhao Fan was a little shocked.

These tombs were all buried with the former masters and sages of Haoran Sword Palace. The deeds in them made him a little unbelievable. What happened to corpse race, alien race and god race?

As if aware of Zhao Fan's doubts, the runes on the surface of countless tombstones lit up and gathered towards the former.

"This is……"

Zhao Fan's heart shuddered, but he quickly relaxed. These rune energies did not have the slightest sense of danger.

The golden runes slowly fell on Zhao Fan's body, making him feel like he was in the ancient era of chaos and wars.

In the sky and on the ground, there are battles everywhere, countless immortals have fallen, and there are even more strange and evil aliens screaming pitifully.

Chapter 350

Zhao Fan's mind was greatly shaken, as if he had traveled through the long river of time, and his real body returned to the terrible era of blood and chaos.

This is an extremely terrifying test. If the heart is not firm, one may sink into the illusion of nothingness at any time, and it is difficult to wake up.

"Buzz!"

At this time, the golden rune was rippling, and there was a black and evil aura permeating its depths, trying to invade Zhao Fan's body while he was in a trance.

"Keng..."

However, before the black and evil aura approached, Zhao Fan, who had been in a state of trance, suddenly regained his clarity. With a single stroke of his fingers, the dazzling sword light tore through the dense fog and blasted behind countless tombstones. On a shadow.

"Squeak..."

Black Shadow suffered from pain and let out a sharp and ear-piercing cry.

"Hmph, you think you can confuse me with just a trick of the eye?"

Zhao Fan's eyes were opening and closing, with a sharp light flowing.

The previous tombstone and the scene of the golden runes are like blue smoke blowing away with the wind.

Everything just now was just an illusion, creating an illusion for the shadows in the mist to confuse Zhao Fan.

Zhao Fan deliberately pretended to be tricked in order to lure him out, and the other party was really fooled.

A sword hit the black shadow heavily, and Zhao Fan raised his hand to grab it, and the immortal power rolled violently, transforming into a [-]-meter giant hand reaching down.

"Squeak..."

The strange black figure hidden in the mist let out a sharp and hasty scream, and traces of black evil energy appeared out of thin air, converging into huge claws, trying to resist Zhao Fan's protruding big hand.

However, in front of Zhao Fan's domineering celestial power hand, all the evil and strange energies were like melting ice, collapsing in an instant.

The black shadow struggled and resisted violently, but in the end it was pinched and exploded by Zhao Fan's big hand, and it exploded into green smoke and dissipated.

"Very weird creature."

"It's not like a desolate beast, it's more like a special existence that is good at deceiving people."

Raising his hand to pinch the black shadow, Zhao Fan muttered to himself.

He did not continue to hesitate, and continued to move forward with steady steps.

In less than half an hour, Zhao Fan encountered several black shadows one after another. With the help of the mist, they created several terrifying illusions in an attempt to make the former sink.

But the fire of Zhao Fan's primordial spirit was beating, and his Dao heart was even more firm as a rock. The illusion created by these black shadows could not stop his footsteps at all.

Zhao Fan also tried to capture and study the black shadows alive, but these black shadows are not like living things, they seem to be special existences produced by the condensation of strange energy, and almost have no real shape.

So he can only take action to erase them one by one.

Time passed little by little, and Zhao Fan soon came to the depths of the old site.

There are groups of undulating dilapidated buildings standing in the thick fog.

"There is still no trace of Lin Yue."

"Could he be in this complex?"

Zhao Fan hesitated for a moment, then walked forward with steady steps.

"Squeak..."