Fist of Fantasy

Chapter 102 The Sword Spirit Changes Owner

Liang De spread a layer of corrugated paper on the ground, bent down gently and laid the thrips flat on it.

He straightened up, his drooping hands involuntarily clenched into fists.

"Sheng Wuxu, what exactly is Sheng Wuxu?"

No matter what kind of Cyan Tribulation Sword Immortal you are, a peerless genius...

Is human life something you can fiddle with!

For a moment, Liang De wanted to yell out with the strength to tear his chest, but in the end he just lit a cigarette and quietly watched the disintegrated soul of Thrips disappear little by little.

In the light blue mint-flavored smoke, steel-blue light spots drifted like fireflies.

……

On the other side of the empty sea, there is a gloomy palace decorated with countless steel blue hexagonal grid compound eye patterns to decorate the beams and columns.

Dozens of thrones of different shapes are arranged on the high hall, and a big man who is sitting on the iron seat with a huge jaw suddenly shows a playful smile on his face.

"Another spirit of the thrips that is about to be annihilated...is it voluntary to die, interesting.

Let's watch it. "

Since the thrips project was organized and launched more than [-] years ago, every moment when the spirit of the thrips was annihilated, the big man of Angzang would cast his gaze in order to recover the soul landmarks he had planted in the depths of these transformed souls.

Hundreds of millions of thrips spirits are annihilated every year, and the places where the thrips spirits are annihilated are scattered across the vast sea of ​​sky, and the distance between them can be said to be far away.

But for this big man of Angzang, crossing the empty sea with his spiritual sense is just a trivial matter.

The boundary specimen branded on the soul of Thrips was transformed from the soul fragments of this big man in Angzang, and it was easy for him to find the place of annihilation by following the induction between souls.

Behind the big man Ang Zang appeared a phantom of a blue and purple boundary, as big as a continent, and the boundless mighty power passed through the vast sky and sea in an instant. A trace of divine thought poured into Thrips' soul that was about to be annihilated.

Well, it is a world on the other side that is divided into inner and outer layers.

Angzang Dahan scanned the surroundings with his divine sense, and immediately discovered the restriction formed by the dark purple skeleton evil sword and the bright yellow triangular formation.

"Holding Demon Sword Spirit, banned by the Heavenly Zhou Realm?"

In the dark palace, the deity of Angzang Dahan let out a burst of wild laughter.

"It's not in vain that I've been working so hard, chasing the deer for thousands of years, and the legacy of Wuxu Sword Immortal has finally fallen into my hands, Zhou Bofu!"

Ang Zang Dahan Zhou Bofu's divine sense looked at Thripa's soul with only a sliver of light left. Just by focusing his eyes, he stabilized her broken soul and gradually repaired it from the brink of annihilation.

"Reward for merit.

From now on, you will be the deputy envoy of Tiantai, Thripa, and the No. 17 insect slave under Zhou Bofu's seat. "

Zhou Bofu exercised the authority of Qing Jie, which is in charge of the life of the heavens, and the phantom of Jieyuan, which is green and purple in the background, slowly turned. Under his actions, Thrips' broken soul not only recovered quickly, but also continued to grow in strength , The strength of the soul has increased many times than before.

A little stronger, a little stronger, to be the soul pedal for my Zhou Bofu to cross the sea and border, this strength is far from enough!

……

Yuan Shengtian, Chang Duanxuan, Mo Feisheng, Jiang Chi and the others gathered around the bright yellow ball array enclosing the Demon-Holding Sword Spirit, thinking hard. way.

Mo Feisheng activated the Mustard Seed Workshop in his palm at full speed, and after consuming most of the magic sea profound energy, he assembled an ultimate universal weapon invented by Da Vinci [Simon Tart], a legendary researcher on the other side of the sky—【I_Kill_You_3000】 .

But even this legendary prop, which gathered the essence of almost all the individual weapons known in the original two sides of the Kukai Realm, only persisted for more than ten seconds before the Zhou Tian Realm banned it, and then it disappeared.

Mo Feisheng disbanded the remaining half of the waste products in his hand and took them back to Haina Huantang. His brows were tightly furrowed, two eyebrows were about to be wrinkled into one, and he was cursing.

Chang Duanxuan looked contemplative, and said: "Just now we have tried thousands of methods, none of the incorporeal bodies can touch the Circumferential Realm, and all entities will disappear after touching the Circumferential Realm. Neither the real nor the false will work, so how can we break through this restriction?"

Seeing that these rebellious spirits were in trouble, Huanmo Sword Spirit made a triumphant voice inside the Zhoutian Realm:

"How can master's supernatural powers be deciphered by you dog slaves? The Zhoutian Realm is so mysterious that even the great power of the same realm as the master may not be able to break it!"

"This statement is not false!"

A majestic and resonant voice came from nowhere, which shocked the Demon-Holding Sword Spirit and several souls under the sword.

"Wuxu Sword Immortal's Zhoutian Realm Restriction is really ingenious. This restriction is [-]%. If you want to break the restriction internally, you must use objects that are completely generated outside the boundary. If you want to break the restriction externally, you must use objects that are completely generated within the boundary. kind.

Once the inside and outside are isolated, even the Cyan Tribulation Walker whose cultivation base is higher than that of Wuxu Sword Immortal has nothing to do.

For more than a thousand years, there are countless people who have been blocked from the forbidden area of ​​​​the Zhou Heaven Realm, and even Tai Fengxian, the Thunder Evil Sect, has no way to enter. Otherwise, how could this sword fairy relic fall into my Zhou Bofu? hands.

good, very good.

If you will be guarding against the robbers who are picking up the suitcases, looking for the bag, and sending out the coffers, you must keep the lock and hold the lock.This secular so-called knowledge also.

However, when the giant robbers arrive, they will carry the emptiness, open the suitcase, and carry the bag, lest they will not be firm.

This week, the heavenly realm is so strong, so I just want to let go of my actions, and don't have to worry about the mediocre people outside the realm, hahahahahahaha! "

A domineering aura suddenly appeared in the ruins of the Sword Immortal.

The thrips lying on the ground opened its eyes, and its body was lifted into the air by a boundless power.

Around the thrips body, an overwhelming steel blue hexagonal compound eye grid suddenly emerged, and it filled the boundless void in an instant.

In the depths of her soul, a speck of dust burst into light, and a palm-sized goldfinch flew out of the light.

The goldfinch with yellow beak and red top flew into the air and suddenly turned into a big man.

I saw a blue and purple Jieyuan phantom slowly turning behind the big man Naangzang, and the rules of the entire sword fairy relic world began to change masters at this moment.

Huanmo Sword Spirit was horrified to find that all its authority as the control center of the Sword Immortal Ruins was leaving it.

Somehow, the lines representing the rules began to converge.

The starting points of countless regular lines are constantly converging towards the big man in the air.

Deep despair welled up in Yuan Shengtian's old eyes, and he whispered unconsciously to himself:

"Second seat with compound eyes... Zhou Bofu."

Zhou Bofu looked around and saw nothing.

"From now on, you will be the Yin Demon Sword Slaves under my Zhou Bo Talisman's newly-established Demon-Holding Platform. After I have completely captured and controlled this world, I will burn the souls of the sword slaves for you one by one. print.

Since you are my servants, you must understand the principle of superiority and inferiority. I will not pursue the past. If you betray your master and commit a crime in the future, I will let him sink into the endless hell for life after life. Can't die.

That's all for now, let's kneel down and thank you. "

As soon as he finished speaking, all the students of Sheng Wuxu Private High School's Lu Hai Kong Division [-] fell to their knees.

This person's self-nature is originally blue and purple, and more than half of the purple is purple, which is clearly the terrifying power of the upper rank of Qingjie.

No one in the Fang Sword Immortal Ruins could resist him, even if Sheng Wuxu came back from the dead, he might not be his opponent.

The Huanmo Sword Spirit let out a deep sword cry in the Zhoutian Realm.

Although Zhou Bofu is not as good as his former master Sheng Wuxu, he is still a powerful force in the Qing Tribulation, and it is not an insult to me to recognize him as the master...

The dark purple evil sword light restrained and crouched low, crawling on the bottom of that layer of Zhou Tianjie's ban, making a gesture of submission to Zhou Bofu.

But the souls under the sword next to the bright yellow light clusters still stood there, motionless.

The dark purple sword light flickered violently, and the angry voice of the Demon Sword Spirit came from the bright yellow light group:

"Bold! How dare you dog slaves stand in front of your master!

Master, these dog slaves are naturally rebellious and don't know how to praise them. It's better to kill them on the spot to use the method of raising the magic table. The master has me in hand, and I will refine some obedient ghost puppets in the future. "

(End of this chapter)