Qin Shi: I am in charge of the Eight Wonders

Chapter 240 The rare treasure of heaven
Looking at the half-blooded blade, Luo Hou snorted softly.

Even so, so what?

Not to mention only weakening it a little, even if it is weakened by half, he can still fight against this "old coin"!

As we all know, there were three unshakable mountains in the ancient times.

One is Yang Mei's leg, the other is Hongjun's hexagram, and the other is his Luo Hou's gun.

He also agreed with these three. In terms of running away, he was not as good as Yang Mei, and in terms of calculation, he was not as good as Hongjun.

But if it's their turn to fight, if the two of them combined can hold a tie under their own hands, they will win.

He waved his blade and struck the dark blood directly in that direction.

The blood energy merges with the flying light, and with the flow of air, one side allows the chess game to weaken and the blood energy disperses, while on the other side, the blood blade gradually solidifies due to the supplement of this move.

In the process of weakening and growing at the same time, the bloody sharp blade slashed straight down. Although it was said to be weakened, in fact, if calculated according to the proportion, it was only about 10%.

But Hongjun didn't panic at all when he saw this. As Xu Mingyue's voice came again, the corners of his mouth slowly turned up.

[The chessboard of heaven and earth, the characters Xun are scattered and the characters Kun are solid]

The blood energy that had finally gathered was dispersed again. In addition, a huge mountain grew in front of Ancestor Hongjun. When the blood energy slashed onto it, the mountain collapsed and the blood-colored thick fog dispersed. .

And Hongjun seemed to have predicted it. While accumulating strength in his hands, he took a few steps to the side easily and comfortably.

The mountain was shattered, but the bloody blade remained, but the sharpness in it did not stick to Hongjun's body at all. At the same time, the light group condensed by Hongjun stretched out a long sword made of light, and they tore through the blood. , alleviated the blood evil, and rushed straight towards Luo Hou.

The corners of Luo Hou's mouth twitched, and looking at Hongjun who was just strolling in the garden, he felt a little more angry in his heart.

Although they clearly know that "Gua Cultivation" has this kind of virtue, especially since this is their ancestor.

But seeing Hongjun like this, his level of ridicule was so high. This was in the ancient times. He was absolutely dizzy and rushed over with his teeth itching in anger.

But since that ancient war, the backward Qi-nurturing skills have obviously improved.

"Hongjun, do you still think this is before the ancient times?"

"This time, neither you nor that old guy Yang Mei gang up on me, and there are no other beings of the same level to help you. Even the law of heaven is in silence. How dare you be so relaxed?"

"You really think that I am still the same person as before. You have a plan, and I am also prepared."

Luo Hou held up the blood-red sword in his hand and smiled softly.

"Since you said before that this sword is a very dangerous thing, then..."

Luo Hou's eyes narrowed, and he raised his right hand slightly. The bloody sword shattered and turned into red crystals.

Hongjun was stunned, what is going on?
I told you to smash it, but you really did it?
When I say something is very dangerous, does that mean it is really very dangerous?

Of course Hongjun cannot be so stupid, but combined with his own hexagram...

Suddenly, Ancestor Hongjun seemed to realize something.

This is……

Hongjun's pupils shrank suddenly, a rare treasure from heaven?

His expression became a little more solemn, and the way of heaven revealed an unusual number, which meant that the method of divination had been greatly reduced.

The odd number itself represents variables, and once there are variables, the predetermined ending will inevitably have great changes.

Luo Hou smiled, and under Taoist Hongjun's slightly shocked gaze, he took out several blood-colored swords from the air one after another, muttering while taking them out.

"I got three from the Dao Demon War, two from the Lich War, one from the Demon from Beyond, and one from your time traveler."

"There is another one, which represents my own variables."

"And these add up to a total of eight swords, and they are the gossip of this world that I am connected to."

"Qian, Kun, Kan, Li, Zhen, Gen, Xun, Dui..."

As Luo Hou read out each word, the eight swords began to surround him.

As his eyes condensed, the remaining seven blood-red swords were broken one after another. Looking at these broken fragments, Taoist Hongjun's eyes became deeper and deeper.

He was originally a hexagram cultivator, and he once had the experience of uniting with the way of heaven.

He couldn't be more clear about the aura that can affect the "way of heaven".

"Eight copies of rare treasures?"

"You are generous enough. Every rare treasure that can affect the "Way of Heaven" is hard-earned."

"I don't know how many eras it will take for it to happen."

"And even if it is produced, it can only be collected when the calamity is measured."

"Furthermore, the ability of these heavenly treasures to influence the heavens can only be used once. After one use, these rare treasures will be reduced to the innate level that is accepted by the heavens."

"You have prepared so many epochs and didn't use the previous calamities, just to use them when you meet me?"

"You really think highly of me..."

"If you had used it in the first few calamities and gained the maximum benefit, maybe you wouldn't have to fight with me for detachment now. Maybe you would have achieved great freedom long ago."

"What a waste of natural resources, what a waste of natural resources..."

Taoist Hongjun looked at it with pity. If these rare treasures could be given to him, he would have been able to transcend the ancient times with the power of heaven.

But Taoist Hongjun has nothing to envy.

Whatever is gained, something will be lost.

He received the blessing of Heaven, and his whole person was bound to Heaven.

As for the "Rare Treasures of Heaven" given to Heaven by the Great Dao, it is naturally impossible for them to be controlled by Heaven. Therefore, it was naturally impossible for him, who had "matched the Dao" at that time, to obtain the "Rare Treasures of Heaven".

On the contrary, everything has a yin and yang side, but Luo Hou, who is opposite to the way of heaven, can easily get the blessing of "exotic treasures".

But he didn't expect that after experiencing that ancient battle, Luo Hou would actually grow a brain.

He saved all the "exotic treasures" he had accumulated over the years to use against him this time.

Taoist Hongjun watched these broken red fragments reassemble into special rare treasures.

Shocking coffin.

Godly guns.

The great grinding that destroys the world.

Six Soul Flags.

Eliminate the sky bell.

Black relic.

A rebellious heart.

The resentment of Pangu.

Eight exotic treasures extend in all directions, filling the entire space.

The chessboard of heaven and earth began to break, as if it could no longer withstand the pressure brought by these eight rare treasures to this space.

【God bestows great blessings, unexpected numbers appear, and they follow the changes of heaven. 】

On the chessboard, the innate gossip began to emerge again.

The power of Bagua was like being suppressed by these eight rare treasures of heaven.

Luo Hou was stunned for a moment, then looked at Taoist Hongjun opposite and smiled.

"It seems that you have guessed my method, but so what?"

(End of this chapter)