Lin Xuan's mouth pulled up a playful arc, but his mouth said calmly: "Since you have said so, it is natural to find the core center of the sword prison, we come in to save people, not to die."

“Yes, the subordinates must do their best, and must be in the safety of the Lord.”

The great righteousness of the throes is awe-i-fail, like a loyal subordinate who can give his life for the son at any time.

Lin Xuan naturally also very cooperative: "Well, the wind is your loyalty, and when you return to this seat, you will also give you a master of the temple, of course, this is a later word, now you still need to be careful, do not die here."

"Yes, the subordinates will never disappoint the Lord, and they must find the core of the sword prison as soon as possible."

The wind expressed its loyalty, and then carefully avoided the fear of the undisturbed sword, and chose a direction and slowly walked.

In the ring space, Lin Xuan looked at the outside environment, drinking fine wine, his eyes shining, and wondering what he was thinking about.

At this time, Tuhe suddenly said: "Master, subordinates feel that this thorny wind is not right."

"Oh?"What’s wrong with the head?”Lin Xuan was condescending and asked with great interest.

Tuhe Yin measured the cold snoring, said: "Master, this sword prison is the most terrible prison of the sword, specializing in dealing with the most difficult sword-tomb rebel."Is it easy to find the core center of the sword prison?If it's that simple, this sword prison is too much, isn't it?

His subordinates felt that the wind did not mean to take you to save people, but more like you came to die."

Lin Xuan nodded slightly and said, "What you said is right, it seems that this seat can't be taken lightly."

He thought about it, opened the tour, and looked up at his own weapons.

“What?This is...”

Lin Xuan's face suddenly changed in surprise.

Because at this moment, he suddenly found that his martial arts changed color, colorful, and still constantly changing the illusion of the stream.

This means that his luck is very chaotic, almost chaotic to the extreme, it is difficult to speculate.

This situation is extremely rare, and it has only been happening when he has been in turmoil, and for a short time.

Lin Xuan looked at Tuhe, the mountain wind, and the thorny spirit outside, only to see how many these guys had weapons, but they were all equally confused.

Obviously, there is a problem with this world.

"This sword prison is not ordinary."

Lin Xuan sat up straight, his face turned and turned.

He took a rope and began to tie the rope.

As usual, he threw away his thoughts, his heart was pure, and he began to knot his hands, and the divination was the evil and blessing of this sword prison trip.

However, just three knots were knotted, and suddenly snapped, and the rope was tore broken.

“Huh?”

Lin Xuan was a little stunned.

The rope was broken, which meant that this time the buca had failed.

Since his greatness, this has rarely happened, and only occasionally when some taboos in the heavens and the earth are divinated.

But his own misfortunes and blessings, this absolutely can not be the taboo of the world, so where is the problem?

Lin Xuan couldn't think of it.

He did not believe in evil again to take the rope, slightly adjust, empty the heart, and then began to divinate again.

However, after a while, the rope broke again.

Next, Lin Xuan continued to divinate...

Oh yeah!

Oh yeah!

Oh yeah!

Seven or eight times in a row, the second time will cut the linen rope, which is almost unbelievable to Lin Xuan.

Moreover, these seven or eight times, divination is not the same thing.

"No!There must be a problem with the rules of this sword prison!Even fate has become chaotic.”

“Isn’t it dangerous for me to be more dangerous than ever?”

Lin Xuan looked up at the sky, and there was a faint flash between his eyebrows.

It is undeniable that he can get to this point today, and his talent, talent and future efforts are inseparable.

But at the same time, the element of luck should not be underestimated, and even at some times, luck is more important than any other factor.

And now, the air luck is messed up, which directly scraps Lin Xuan's one of the major advantages, pulling him and others to the same level of line.

This sword prison is an unprecedented place for Lin Xuan.

Saying he is more dangerous than ever may be inaccurate, and he will be more vulnerable than ever.

Lin Xuan's mind was anxious to think about the countermeasures.

He did not regret going to the sword prison, and until now he had no regrets.But he didn’t want to be confused and kill him.

"Since you can't fight for luck, then fight for strength and means, the wind, the young master wants to see what kind of moth you want."

Lin Xuan laughed coldly.

He could feel that the wind was indeed moving towards the core center of the sword prison, because the seven-killed wind sword in his body had become more and more excited.

If he does not forcibly lock his body, the seven-kill Shaofeng sword may be difficult to make homemade "escape".

The speed of the wind is not fast, and more and more slowly, because the sword around it has become more and more, from the beginning of a few minutes to appear a sword or two, gradually to a few seconds will appear one or two.

After thousands of miles, the surrounding sword is more intense, almost a second can appear more than a dozen, and the power is very terrible, it is estimated that it can easily hang the sky change strong.

Even the first-order strong man of the throes feels very hard, and his body will add some injuries from time to time.

This will not have to be played, he is really difficult to avoid the sword, there are a few swords and even hurt the key, so that he bruises all over the body, even the movements are frozen.

However, he did not shout a pain, and did not even let Lin Xuan help, but clenched his teeth and approached the area with more intense and more terrible swords ahead.

Until half a day later.

Through the dense sabre heaven and earth, he saw a platform ten miles ahead of him, he could no longer hold on, was a sword through the brain, the spirit was killed on the spot, he fell.

At the end of his death, he had a strange smile on his face, and it seemed that a happy smile had been fulfilled.

In the ring space, Lin Xuan drank the demon blood of the spirits, and the corners of his mouth caught a hint of indifferent laughter, looking at the corpse of the wind, and was cut into powder by thousands of swords.

At one point, he even had some doubts that he was wronged, perhaps, this guy was really loyal to himself.

But for a moment, he threw the idea out of the sky.

Just to lead him to the death of the Jedi, the sword has been redeemed.

And this guy, even if he is going to die, has also brought Lin Xuan to this fierce place with the most intense sword, which is obviously the slowness of Lin Xuan's death!

Therefore, Lin Xuan easily came to the conclusion that the wind was trying to pull himself to die together.

Perhaps the only thing that did not lie is that he did bring Lin Xuan close to the core of the sword prison.

The body of the choir has been cut into pieces by the sword.

Lin Xuan's space ring fell to the ground and mixed with soil.

However, this did not allow it to avoid the fate of being chopped off by the sword.

A sword, from time to time chopped on the space ring, let out a jingle and crisp, continuous.

Every time it is hit, the space ring will produce some small cracks, gradually, more and more cracks, more and more.

I am afraid that it will not be long before the space ring will be completely chopped up, and by then, Lin Xuan and the millions of people in the ring space will be worried.

Suddenly, a golden sword of seven or eight meters long came from the sky, and it broke countless small swords along the way, and directly shot into the space ring.

Lin Xuan also thought, out with the space ring, hasten to avoid, with his defense and speed, as well as various means, should live longer than the wind.

However, at the last moment of his upcoming shooting, he suddenly felt something, and the ghost gave a look at the magic of the god's display.

This, however, surprised him.

He suddenly found that the golden sword gas shot from a long distance was carrying a large weapon above it.

“Damn it!This is not the ordinary sword spirit of the sword prison, but the unity of the soul, the human sword soul!

Moreover, this person's cultivation is extremely high, and it is close to God's transformation!“Is he the soul of the sword?”

Seeing the golden sword air getting closer and closer, the next moment can chop the space ring and destroy millions of people.

Lin Xuan immediately decided, in the moment of the space, sacrificed seven too first-class light ban, sacrificed the destiny of the turtle armor, the broken voidless fowl operation to the extreme, the gold body to the peak, and in the key parts of the body, clothed a layer of creation.

In this short one-thousandth of a moment, Lin Xuan had already armed himself to the teeth, so that his defense reached an unprecedented height.

Tina –

The golden sword aired, and in an instant it shattered the seven weights too first-class light ban!

Blow up!

The sword's power is unabated, bombarded on the celestial occult turtle armor, the turtle armor shot down and flew, knocked on Lin Xuan, hit him and flew out, and in the blink of an eye, the turtle and Lin Xuan flew into the sky and disappeared.

At this moment, the huge force uploaded by the turtle armor, bombarded on Lin Xuan, was divided by his empty and unscrupulous and gold body, and finally made him safe.The power of creation that was ready to register was not used.

A hundred miles away, the huge turtle armor rolled over the ground and splashed a piece of dust.

Lin Xuan's huge and burly body also rolled out of the turtle armor and spat out fiercely.

There are more than a hundred miles away from the core of the sword prison, and the sword around it is no longer dense, although it is still very dangerous, but it is much safer than before.

Lin Xuan turned up one and took out the blue stone battle spear at the same time, swallowed the front, the whole god was on alert, and the eyes looked coldly at the distance.

"Lin Xuan, you can live to this day, it is not a fluke, you are very good."

The voice of a man full of vicissitudes but still full of anger floated open.