Chapter 843
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When Fei Xingzi kidnapped the Peony Fairy, the Peony Fairy's manservant hid in the forest and escaped.
When she hurried to find Lixue and brought the anxious swordsman to the Shadow Sect, the life tablet that the Peony Fairy left in her lover's hand was already broken.
She had stubbornly resisted Fei Xingzi's invasion, and in desperation, she had resolutely chosen to commit suicide.
The swordsman saw the broken life tablet in his hand.
He immediately became a demon.
Wielding the Battle Snow Manic Blade, he massacred hundreds of thousands of people in the Shadow Sect, slashed the mysterious Shadow Mountain floating in the sky, and finally stepped into the Divine Transformation Realm under the stimulation of the tragic death of his beloved!
At the same time, he was shackled by the Thousand Demon Shackles because of the grief of his beloved's tragic death.
This was the Shadow Sect!
This was the Shadow Sect!
Zhen Xiaoxiao's heart beat wildly. The demonic blade in her left eye flickered. In her right eye, the figure of the old demon sitting cross-legged on the ground was tinged with a touch of melancholy.
He had never thought that he would stumble upon such a legendary place when he casually left the mountain to avoid calamity!
After Mo Lixue had destroyed the entire Shadow Sect, Shen Wujiang had personally sealed all traces of the Shadow Sect. This was to prevent the future disciples of Dong Ling Sect from peeking at this sorrowful place.
However, this broken piece of land reappeared because of the yellow sand spewing out of the Shadow Sect's main pagoda!
Zhen Xiaoxiao suddenly raised her head and looked at the collapsed pagoda in the distance with a burning gaze.
There was an urgent desire in her heart …
To go into that room and see what was going on!
"I …"
"Let's go take a look at the pagoda!" Before Zhen Xiaoxiao could speak, Kimberley interrupted.
Zhen Xiaoxiao's eyelashes fluttered in the wind. She swallowed the words that were at the tip of her tongue and softly snorted.
"Mm."
Although the pagoda was right in front of them, they still had to cross the collapsed buildings and deep ravines to get there.
They couldn't fly.
The white Soul Formation Saber Mark that remained in the sky was constantly emitting a soul-stirring pressure.
It was as if it was saying that as long as the Supreme Qi was here, all the cultivators of Dongling had to bow their heads to show respect!
The ten of them jumped over the ravine.
Wang Huan helped Liu Suisui, who was the weakest among them.
Qian Xia was at the forefront. For some reason, she seemed to be in a hurry.
Perhaps it was this haste that made her lose the vigilance she should have for the environment. The tip of her foot accidentally swept across a hidden formation in a stone crevice, but it was not broken by the saber mark.
Buzz buzz buzz!
The earth shook, and countless black bird shadows suddenly shot out from the cracks in the ground!
"Sister, be careful!"
Without thinking, Tan Feng immediately rushed forward. While protecting Qian Xia, he slashed wildly with his broadsword, trying to disperse the shadows that entangled Qian Xia.
However, as his saber shadows rose and fell, the shadows that were torn apart regenerated into new birds, and their numbers increased exponentially!
Seeing that Tan Feng was working so hard, Qian Xia could not help but blush slightly, feeling a little shy.
"Stop! If you don't want us to drown in bird feathers! Idiot! "
Kimberley let out a furious roar and threw a ball of golden threads from his hand.
The soft threads weaved in the air, and in the blink of an eye, they weaved into a cage.
Kimberley formed a seal with his fingers and muttered some incantation. It was unknown what kind of spell he was casting, but it actually trapped the 'birds' that were flying in the air, which seemed to be increasing in number, into the cage.
Flap! Flap! Flap!
After a series of flapping sounds, the ancient formation was broken. All that was left in Kimberley's hand was a gray bird feather.
With a flip of his palm, Kimberley put the gray feather into his storage bag. His movements were smooth and smooth.
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