Less than a quarter of an hour has passed.

When Zuo Qiufeng's consciousness returned to his body, he opened his eyes and saw the familiar golden light and the pain caused by the blow-off of the sword light, he realized that he was still in the sword formation.

Then it seemed like a warm current flowed throughout the body, and even the pain began to become minimal.

【bite!】

【Passive trigger: Fate hard!】

【bite!】

【Hidden passive trigger: angry where it is!】

【bite!】

【Passive trigger: Fate hard!】

【bite!】

【bite!】

The mechanical sound that resounded deep in the soul changed from the broadcast state to silent, otherwise Zuo Qiufeng would feel that he might be upset.

There were a reminder sound in my mind, and I was not very good at feeling. There was a group of golden lights running around outside.

"...I said, I've had enough fun!"

He was already full of anger in the illusion of being pulled into by a broken gun. When he opened his eyes, he was unable to tease the sword light. The clay man was still angry.

Spit out turbid air.

Zuo Qiufeng took the initiative to give up his arms in front of him, and his sleeves were already torn into rag strips. He put down his hands and revealed his eyes like black holes under a mask of a ghost crying face. Even the blood covered before seemed to have been sucked into the darkness.

A random slap of the golden flying sword that could not stop the car from storing it.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

It was as if he had seized an opportunity. The golden light like a sword rain swam, gathering into a golden sword, as if a phantom of a sword appeared out of thin air. He held the golden eyeshadow that seemed familiar to Zuo Qiufeng, and slashed.

boom!

A golden sword fell under the hands of a phantom, and the air seemed to be squeezed and torn apart, and a sound explosion came.

It is enough to show the power of this sword.

However, under this golden sword, the figure as big as an ant, was like a person slapped a mosquito with his palm. If he was really photographed, it would probably be a meat sauce.

Zuo Qiufeng under the sword did not dodge or avoid it, just like he didn't see the golden sword above his head.

To be precise, he was looking up at the sword.

"Oh! I remembered it!"

Zuo Qiufeng touched his palm with his fist and stared at the phantom of the golden sword. He said why he felt so familiar, and he had just seen it not long ago.

"Isn't this the sword that Dongfang Shuo took in the illusion at that time? It's called the Immortal Sword - Evil Removal, and a sword formation actually suppressed it with the Immortal Sword. Haha, you are probably sealed inside... Luohu!"

I grabbed the gripper out of thin air, and not to mention anything else, this stick has a silky feel.

The gloomy and playful tone seemed faint in this large space.

It's just that someone listened to it.

Seal at the center of the sword formation.

A straight gun handle with a dark gun body shuddered, and it seemed to be soft and wilted.

boom!

Suddenly, a powerful dark red blood energy burst out from the dark gun body. The gun body came alive as if it was spiritual, twisting desperately, trying to break free from the sword energy chains that bound him.

Zuo Qiufeng was about to try the feel of sticking out again, but Luohu's gun suddenly thumped.

The scene of someone holding his knee in two is vivid in my mind, as if I could still hear the sound of his gun body breaking and his scalp was numb. If he had a scalp, he wouldn't know where the gun head would fly.

Crazy!

The six chains extending from the six stone pillars of the sky were shining brightly, and the chains trembled one by one, suppressing the dark red blood energy with a strong murderous aura, resisting the erosion of blood energy, and preventing Luohu's gun from breaking out.

If he could speak, he would definitely shout: "...I regret it, why is it so cheap? I have to give someone who is qualified to pull him out a warning. The warning is not enough, and there is a risk of being defeated, and it will lead the wolf into the house!"

He didn't want to escape, he clearly wanted to escape.

Otherwise, I would really wait for the stick to be broken!

Bang!

The sudden aftermath of the explosion made the magic gun Luohu confused.

I saw a phantom standing tall and earth slashing down with a golden sword in his hand, and a sword fell down like a hatchet.

Then there was nothing.

The human figure and the aftermath of the golden light explosion blew the sword energy chains entangled around the body, and the body of the Luohu gun that was stuck in the seal in the center of the altar was slightly bent under this aftermath.

See this scene.

The old opponent's magic image of the immortal sword to eliminate evil was hammered by someone's fist. Luohu looked at his long, thick, and strong small body, which was almost like a toothpick that could be broken at any time in his hand.

Luohu, who was left with only the gun body, struggled even more violently. The things he did were caught turned into toothpicks...

...It's just a matter of breaking!

"Haha, the magic gun Luohu, right? Long time no see, oh, we just met, so we specially called me over and wanted to leave without saying hello. It's not a good habit to break the appointment!"

The leisurely laughter came from behind itself. Even if the magic gun Luohu was not a human, he was shocked and sweated.

The handle of a black and red gun was straight straight, no longer struggling, no longer moving, and seemed to be saying, "I'm just talking to a broken fire stick. You're going to be stupid when you talk to a stick!"

"Tsk tsk, old friends don't say hello when they meet. Oh, these six chains must be the way they get in the way. It doesn't matter, it's wrapped around me!"

I don’t know when I got rid of the pursuit of the sword formation. Zuo Qiufeng, who appeared on the altar, looked at the big black stick with only a gun body but no gun head, touched his chin and said seriously.

What I said is very interesting.

Zuo Qiufeng smiled and took up the task of saving the magic gun Luohu in the water and fire.

But Zuo Qiufeng's smile fell into the eyes of the demon gun Luohu, and he looked like a strange man who had cheated the little girl out of his house with a lollipop, and he was not kind-hearted.

The magic gun Luohu was affectionate: "I really thank you. After staying for the years, I have had feelings for the sealed sword formation. The old man's sword energy chain is like my little cotton jacket, warming my heart, bringing me warmth and only a little security... Hey, what are you doing, Brother Feng, don't, why do you take off other people's clothes and do what you do!"

"Of course I'm going to be healthy!"

Zuo Qiufeng's smile looked strange no matter how she looked at it, there was an undeniable meaning in her words, and she reached out to hold a chain wrapped around the gun.

A translucent chain as thick as an adult's arm was grabbed by Zuo Qiufeng.

The moment the chain was touched by outsiders, a very strong sword light suddenly burst out, trying to strangle the person who was touched by the seal, but the sword energy that could cut gold and stone burst out, and there was no movement for a long time.

The scene fell silent for a while.

Suddenly I heard a crisp sound.

The sword energy chain was pulled and tightened to the left and right under the grip of a pair of big hands. Zuo Qiufeng paused for a moment. Taking advantage of the sword energy chain's inattention, the chain condensed by the sword energy was easily pulled off with the sound of a plug-in and pulling latch.

Next second.

The broken seal chain came with a lit-up to the maximum power. After a while, I couldn't find the outlet to vent. As it was lit, it cracked like a spider web and climbed up the first stone pillar to the sky and collapsed with a bang.

The magic gun Luohu twitched the corner of his mouth, if he had a mouth.
Chapter completed!