The magnetic spectrosword is like a green dragon exploring the sea and crossing the gear monsters!

Not long.

There was a slight spatial distortion around the eight sword lights at the same time.

Next second.

Under the action of "super magnetism".

A large number of gear monsters were sucked together!

The gears were twisted into balls of mechanical balls.

Roger spent a lot of energy.

The dazzling white light immediately exploded from the mechanical sphere.

In the monster group.

The sword of life is scattered and crossed.

The "Qinglong Sword Technique" was cast without reservation.

In just three minutes.

There is no moving gear monster on the river beach on the other side!

now.

Those disciples of Qingquan Sect also saw Luo Jie.

But they do not have absolute insight and real vision like Roger, so they naturally cannot see Roger's appearance clearly.

They can only see a vague shadow.

Some of them shouted at Roger.

It's a pity.

Roger could see their mouths opening and closing, but could not hear their voices.

Feel the qi in your body flowing rapidly.

Roger quickly controlled the life sword remotely.

I wrote this line of words on the river beach:

...

"Which generation of disciples of Qingquan Sect are you? What are you doing here? Write and reply on the river beach, I can see clearly."

...

See here.

The young and girls couldn't help but look shocked.

Among them, an older disciple went over and wrote with a wooden stick he carried with him:

"We are the fourth generation of disciples. We come here to carry out regular patrol missions, but we encountered the enemy's calculations..."

See here.

Roger on the other side of the river couldn't help but whisper:

“…Is it the fourth generation?”

You must know.

Since he reopened the mountain, the Qingquan Sect’s seniority has been like this—

Roger was the first generation.

The disciples who went down, Qin and the people who defected to him later were the second generation.

Follow the rules set by Roger.

One generation means at least 10 to 15 years.

The emergence of the fourth generation of disciples means that at least 20 years has passed since Mistera!

"It turns out that time has gone wrong!"

Roger let out a long sigh.

After adjusting your mindset.

He wanted to ask more questions, but found that the amount of gas had dropped sharply to about one-third.

He did not forget that he was in the forbidden area between purgatory.

It is necessary to keep enough air.

At that moment, he decisively retracted the magneto-splitting sword.

The two sides looked at each other for a moment.

The Qingquan Sect disciples seemed to hear some noise, and they wrote on the river beach:

...

"The teacher is calling us.

We should be safe.

Is there anything else you want to ask?

Also, can you tell me who you are?”

...

Roger was about to respond again.

That's when.

Suddenly, thick fog rose on the Border River. The thick fog contained the power of plane barriers, completely isolated Roger's vision.

Frequent strange noises came from the periphery of the cemetery!

In Roger's perception.

A large number of "gravekeepers" are rushing towards this place!

On the data column.

...

"The sixth sense: Your actions interfere with the normal operation of the Border River. The gravekeeper discovered that a creature broke in and was trying his best to encircle you..."

...

"unlucky!"

Roger cursed inwardly.

If he was really surrounded by a large group of gravekeepers, he would have given some trump cards.

At that moment, he looked at the boundary river covered by the fog in embarrassment.

After all, he ran towards the depths of the cemetery without looking back!

...

On the other side of the border river.

When thick fog rises.

The group of Qingquan Sect disciples left in a hurry.

Their faces were filled with joy of surviving the disaster, and most of them were whispering to their friends, discussing the mysterious man who had just taken action.

“Where is the other side of the Border River?”

"No one knows this, right? Neither of the two deputy sect leaders knows..."

"You heard the drum sound just now? I wonder which deputy sect leader came to save us today?"

The young girls whispered.

They followed the direction of the drums.

I walked through half a muddy swamp with my back.

Not long.

A huge monster came into their eyes.

But there was no fear on everyone's faces.

Because the monster is already a corpse.

They rushed towards the direction of the monster excitedly.

Finally.
To be continued...