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Mielong cave, the devil's land.

Under the dark moonlit night, you can't see your fingers. However, in this gloomy and terrifying area, there is a figure with a sword in hand, fighting with a corpse.

Click!

In the crisscross sword light, filled with the position of wine, this is the sword madman is refining his drunken swordsmanship.

His opponent is a rotten corpse that has been dead for endless years. It can be felt that the decaying corpse must be a great man before his death. Although he died for many years, his resentment still remains unchanged.

"You are dead, let me crush the last trace of your resentment."

When the words fell, the sword madman roared, and the sword whirled violently, smashing the head of the corpse.

Boom!

When the head of the decaying corpse is broken, the whole body of the corpse will also collapse. The bones falling on the ground are instantly eroded by the cold atmosphere here and disappear completely in the long river of history.

Hum!

The sword maniac's palm is raised, the wine gourd flies in the air, spills the sweet wine, drops of fall into the sword Madman's mouth.

Gollum!

His throat kept moving, and after a long time, he stopped drinking contentedly.

At this time, the sword in his hand was filled with a strong aroma of wine. At the same time, he could feel that the sword trembled slightly and made a loud and clear sound.

"Is this the real drunken swordsmanship?"

The sword madman murmured to himself, and the amazing light appeared in his eyes.

It has been three years. For him, life is not like death.

However, the chief culprit of all this is Fang Chen.

"I won't let you go."

In the eyes of the sword madman, the color of madness appeared.

At the beginning, he escaped to the devil's land and was almost killed by the decaying corpse here. Up to now, he has dominated a certain area, and no corpse dare to step on it easily.

Once you step on it, it's just like the rotting corpse that just disappeared.

Whoa!

The sword maniac took a deep breath and tried to calm his anger.

"When I conquer the land of the devil, it will be your death."

The sword maniac believes that once he can conquer the devil's land and order all the decaying corpses, he will be able to dominate the Dragon Cave and kill Fang Chen.

Hum!

However, just at this time, the core of the devil's land suddenly burst into the sky and broke the silent night sky.

"What is that?"

For a moment, all the decaying corpses of the devil's land are plundering towards the core land.

The sword maniac, of course, also felt the hot light from the sky.

Hum!

The sound of the sword is becoming louder and louder. The strength in his body seems to break through his body.

He widened his eyes, set off a storm in his heart, almost subconsciously called out a word.

"Drunk swordsmanship part two?"

Suddenly, the sword Madman's eyes are full of crazy hot color.

He has been looking for the second volume of drunken swordsmanship since he completed the first volume of drunken swordsmanship. From the light that just soared into the sky, he felt a breath of inheritance of drunken sword.

He can be sure that drunken swordsmanship was born.

"Go."

He flashed into the darkness.

At the same time.

In the core area of the devil's land, there is a strange altar. Under the altar, there are many ethnic groups of monsters.

The ancestor of the monster group, with his hands together, worshipped the strange altar.

Click!

Behind him, the faces of many ethnic groups were full of panic and kept retreating.

They certainly would not think that the ancestors sacrificed their own people in order to get ghost tools.

Whoa!

A clansman's body flew to the altar uncontrollably, and was immediately covered by the light of the altar.

Whoa!

Blood spilled over the altar, and soon the blood dried up and was absorbed by the altar.

At the same time, the crevice on the altar became bigger and bigger, and the hot light rose to the sky, startling the whole devil's land.

The ancestor of the demon animal group had extremely hot eyes and excited heart.

"The ghost is mine."

He was crying inside.

Whoa!

Another member of the clan offered sacrifices with his own life and blood, trying to open the altar.

"Grandfather."

Some people, paralyzed on the ground, others cry with tears in their eyes.

"Is it worth it?"

However, the ancestor of the demon beast group has long been confused by hatred. He coldly stares at his own people and says in a cold voice, "my descendants, your pay, I will certainly remember in my heart that your death will bring us permanent prosperity, and you are the hero of my family."After a while, dozens of people were sacrificed.

And the strange altar makes more and more noise.

The first group of carrion corpses have arrived, giving out an angry hiss and howling. They are fighting with many people of the demon animal group.

"Stop them for me, and no one is going to break my plan."

The monster group fell into a state of madness.

The turmoil in the devil's land did not affect Fang Chen's enlightenment.

He dreamed back to the ancient times, a dream for a hundred years, and personally felt the power of the ancient god beast Zhuque, as well as the mysterious place of "Zhuque secret art".

This moment.

He felt that he had mastered the real secret of the rosefinch.

As soon as he shook his wrist, the core meaning of the secret art of rosefinch appeared in the palm of his hand, shining brightly.

"I see."

He couldn't help but sigh that he had absorbed a trace of the rare blood of the rosefinch in Huang's celestial body, which led him to dream back to the ancient times, and witnessed the scene of the rosefinch entering the endless darkness and blocking the dark turmoil.

He was filled with emotion.

At the same time, he was more fortunate to be able to get the real "rosefinch secret art".

Whoa!

He took a deep breath and came back to his senses. The shadow of the rosefinch had disappeared and the sky was dark again.

He turned his head and saw that the array of golden stripes, which seemed to be affected by the breath of rosefinch shadow, had a subtle change.

"Eh?"

Fang Chen light Yi, startled discovery.

Some moving tracks of the golden stripe array are clearly printed in my mind.

"This?"

He had to suspect that all this was caused by the shadow of the rosefinch.

It's worthy of being an ancient beast, the rosefinch. Even if it's just a shadow, it can also release such a vast amount of pressure, making the golden stripe array change its trajectory.

Whoa!

He took a deep breath and his face glowed with heat.

The golden stripe array has changed the running track. In this way, can you easily break this array?

Thinking of this, he walked quickly to the entrance of the passage blocked by the golden stripe array.

Dark eyes, dead staring at the movement of the golden stripe track, at the same time the body of the "rosefinch secret" formula, also once again run.

Since it is because of the pressure of the shadow of the rosefinch that changes its trajectory, then his real "secret skill of rosefinch" should be able to play an unexpected effect with the blood of the rosefinch.

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