Hei was originally the most common beauty of the Qin people. He was dressed in black and black armor, including the standard long sword used by the army, all of which were black.

However, the black man in black is different, extremely deep, exuding an unimaginable death aura.

Even for Xu Fu, the appearance of this black-shirted boy was abrupt.

He seemed to suddenly appear in everyone's sight, and then the black death breath on his body slid down the corner of his clothes like running water and flowed along the ground.

Not only Xu Fu, but all the practitioners in the military camp knew who this black-shirted boy was.

All over the world, among all practitioners who practice Yin gods and ghosts, only Yan Ying's disciple can be so young and so powerful.

But even Xu Fu didn't understand what this black-shirted boy meant to appear like this.

"Do you think he can deal with the sword formation alone?"

His brows frowned deeply and asked Dan Tai Guanjian: "Use such a cultivator of similar age to deal with the entire sword formation. Is this what you want me to see?"

Dan Tai Guanjian looked at him quietly and asked back, "Why can't it?"

Xu Fu was a little angry.

Many elderly people in Changling are very well-educated, and he and Mo Shoucheng are both of them.

He didn't understand why he was a little angry, but he was a little angry for no reason.

"It's just because my sword formation is all children, so it's not right to deal with Bashan Sword Field, and it's not right to deal with it." He couldn't help but sneer, "If Bashan Sword Field kills these children, it's always bad to spread out and kill so many children. If it's not killed, the sword formation is powerful and invincible in the battle formation, which is enough to become the decisive key to the battle. Dantin Ning and Lin Zhuojiu thought that as long as a cultivator of the same age was used to deal with this sword formation, there would be no such problem? Just a cultivator is enough to deal with my sword formation?"

Dan Tai Guanjian could understand the old man's emotions at this moment.

This sword formation not only consumed the old man's precious decade of his time, but also consumed the precious cultivation resources of the entire Qin Dynasty in the past decade.

These teenage children are also selected from various places to practice geniuses.

Even if Yan Ying’s disciples are extremely talented, even if they receive the wealth left by Yan Ying, and even if they receive personal teachings from Ding Ning and others, can they compare with the gifts of the entire dynasty?

What's more, he has only one person.

"I understand why you're angry."

A practitioner of the level of Dan Tai Guanjian does not need to hide his inner emotions at all. He looked at Xu Fu and shook his head calmly, "But things will never be as simple as you think, and what you said is what you think. Since Ding Ning wants you to come, there is naturally his reason."

Xu Fu took a deep breath.

He also woke up and said that in front of his younger generation, he should not be so indifferent.

He shook his head, and didn't want to say anything, so he just looked.

Tongcheng not far away was also alarmed by the dark clouds brought by the arrival of Tengjiao. Many smoke and dust surged in the city. I think some troops were also gathering quickly.

However, the surrounding area of ​​this military camp became quieter and quieter.

As the black air flowed from Qian Tomb, a black-clothed boy in the school field, even the slight sound of the insects disappeared.

But for some reason, as this world became quieter, so quiet that even the sound of falling leaves could be heard, there was nowhere, but the sound of piano came.

The sound of the piano is very low, as if it is present or not, as if it will disappear at any time without any fluctuations in vitality.

However, when he heard the sound of the piano, Xu Fu's face suddenly changed.

......

Sand suddenly rose on the school ground.

Grains of sand and soil did not scatter and flew straight upwards.

The black air flowing from Qian Tomb before was like heavy water, flowing all over the ground, but at this moment, a trace of black air was seeping out of the hard mud and flying straight up.

The ground began to shake.

The entire barracks began to shake.

The war horses in the military camp began to panic, and countless loud shouts of restraint sounded.

At this moment, the air above the military camp was cut into countless pieces by a dazzling sword light, and then turned into countless chaotic and rotating romantic flows!

The boys and girls in the military camp have already felt the hostility of Qianmeng and have also felt that Qianmeng has taken action.

The ground of the training ground cracked one by one, and then was pushed open by more black gas and flipped upwards.

The flying sword flying above the military camp quickly responded to the vitality of the Yin God ghost. The flying sword brought out a series of flashing sword paths, which were constantly gathering the sunshine.

The entire military camp became brighter and brighter, so bright that it was just a bright ball, and there was no sight of the flying sword inside.

The blazing sunlight was originally the nemesis of the vitality of the Yin Gods and Ghosts, but Qian Tombs seemed to be unmoved at all.

The black gas on his arms became stronger and stronger, and his palms could not be seen. The two black gases penetrated deeper into the ground. As his arms moved slightly, the ground boiled in an instant, and pieces of hard soil weighing more than a thousand pounds flew up like light feathers.

In an instant, a black mountain rose underground.

On the black mountain, there are countless tombstones, like forests.

This is Qian Tomb Mountain, Yan Ying’s natal object, and it is also Qian Tomb’s natal object in this life.

When the piano sounded, which was vague and had nothing to do with the battle, Xu Fu's face changed drastically. When Qianmeng Mountain rose, Xu Fu's pupils suddenly shrank violently!

Qian Tomb Mountain is not unfamiliar and mysterious to the entire world of practitioners.

However, Qianmeng Mountain at this time is very different from Qianmeng Mountain in the past.

The moment the black shirt rose, the black mountain stones and soil under the tombstones also instantly loosened.

Tombstones floated up like the soil on the school ground at this time.

Below the tombstone, there were figures appearing.

These figures are dead, with a unique decay and smell. For practitioners, they are like mold spots on rotten food that they are most reluctant to come into contact with.

But what makes people feel extremely palpitations is that the fluctuations in the vital energy in these dead objects are very powerful and terrifying.

The figure of Qian Tomb disappeared in the Black Mountains.

Many "cultivists" with a smell of decay left Montenegro and headed towards the military camp ahead.

Piles of uncontrollable exclamations came from the military camp.

These sounds are very tender.

Those extremely young practitioners who formed the military camps had never encountered such an enemy.

The vitality in the bodies of these "cultivists" surged out, and countless sounds of giant mountains moving sounded in the sky.

What followed was a storm.

The storm caused by the fall of countless heaven and earth energy.

Xu Fu's face was very pale.
Chapter completed!