Almighty Tianzun

And at the place where the ancient artifact was opened, the tens of thousands of casual cultivators who arrived there first saw the just-born artifact, and immediately flocked to snatch it. The incident intensified, and finally the incident escalated into a gang fight, and the scene was extremely chaotic. .

At this moment, none of them had that incomparably greedy desire in their eyes, and they kept saying in their hearts: "This artifact belongs to me, and no one can take it away." It was also because of this factor that the All the casual practitioners who had just reached the location of this ancient miracle swarmed up to fight for this newly born artifact, which is why the scene just now happened.

"That artifact belongs to me, so don't even think about it."

At this time, when this group of casual cultivators and some small sects who had arrived at their destination had just swarmed up to seize the divine sword standing not far in front of them, suddenly a cultivator with early Mahayana strength scattered After Xiu uttered these words, he did not forget to release the coercion of the early stage of Mahayana that he possessed.

Then he jumped with him, and flew towards the position of the divine sword of the divine grade. The expression on his face at this moment was indescribably excited.

However, this casual cultivator who thought he was strong enough in the early days of Mahayana had an extremely excited expression on his face, and his figure was slowly approaching the divine sword, but he didn't know what was in the eyes of the group of people behind him. There was so much resentment in the eyes that were revealed.

Also at this moment, the casual cultivators hidden among them, all of whom were at the early stage of Mahayana, really couldn't understand the arrogant face of the casual cultivator who took the lead, and they all looked at each other and reached a consensus in an instant. Then he sacrificed a magic weapon and angrily reprimanded the casual cultivator who had already taken the lead: "The brave little thief actually plundered the divine weapon we had discovered in broad daylight, and you want to die."

The dozen or so early-stage Mahayana casual practitioners gave this excuse at the same time, then looked at each other, and in a flash, they began to chase after the casual cultivator who wanted to collect the artifact.

"Those fellow Taoists are right. A greedy person like him really deserves to be killed."

After the dozens of casual cultivators whose cultivation bases were all in the early stage of Mahayana yelled out this high-sounding reason, the casual cultivators standing behind them who were below the late stage of crossing the catastrophe also felt that they had lost the opportunity to seize the sword. , and didn't want to see it fall into the hands of others, and immediately echoed loudly.

The masters with the late stages of crossing the catastrophe were the first to speak out, and the rest of the low-level casual cultivators and those small sects who were eyeing this divine sword also followed suit and shouted, "You should kill, you should kill..."

At this time, the area where the ancient miracles were opened was particularly lively, and echoing voices came from the mouths of many practitioners.

At the moment when all the cultivators yelled this slogan, after hearing the slogan of all the cultivators, the dozen or so casual cultivators who went to kill and seize the treasure were overjoyed, and immediately said to their accompanying partners: : "Since there are so many fellow Taoists supporting us now, let's use magic weapons to attack that arrogant kid, and let him know that this magic weapon is not so easy to get."

"Well, what this Taoist brother said is correct. Just because he has just stepped into the early stage of Mahayana, the brat wants to grab the magic weapon from us. If you don't show him some color now, he still doesn't know that his mother is a female."

Now that the casual cultivator at the early stage of Mahayana on the left finished speaking, the casual cultivator at the early stage of Mahayana beside him and the dozen or so people who were preparing to attack with the two of them also nodded.

After a lot of high-sounding reasons came out of the mouths of a dozen of them, they saw that a dozen of them looked at each other, and reached a consensus through secret communication with their spiritual senses. The loose cultivator who acted like a bird attacked and flew away, flying swords of different shapes one after another from the tops of the dozens of casual cultivators, turning them into rays of light and flying out.

"what!"

Just after the flying swords of different shapes flew out from the heads of the dozen or so early-stage Mahayana casual cultivators, an extremely miserable scream was heard not far from them.The moment the voice fell, the dozen or so flying swords that had completed the mission of killing flew back to their master again, and then turned into a ray of light and hid in the dantians of the dozen or so casual cultivators.

Not far away, the casual cultivator who couldn't resist the temptation of the divine weapon and took the lead in the attack disappeared in this world under the joint attack and killing of more than a dozen casual cultivators.

However, when the dozen or so casual cultivators had dealt with the early birds and thought that the divine sword not far away would belong to them, then a helpless voice sounded in their ears: "Hey, no! Thinking that the birth of this divine weapon caused a lot of commotion, it actually attracted so many prying eyes from cultivators. It seems that this time the battle for the divine weapon is quite lively!"

As the sound got closer and closer, a ripple suddenly appeared in the space, and then the various sects who arrived behind appeared in the open space one after another.

"Hahaha, now that the artifact is born, those who see it will have a share. How could it be that you self-righteous people own it alone? We demons also have a share!"

It hadn't been a while before the figures of the major sects of Xiuzhen Dao appeared in the opening area of ​​the ancient miracles, and then the people of the Demon Dao appeared with that incomparably hearty voice.All of a sudden, the atmosphere on both sides of the Righteous Way and the Demonic Way began to become a little tense. In fact, this is the gap that has always existed between the two factions of the Demonic Way. The eyes of the two sides looking at each other are not much better now.

Following the sudden appearance of the Demonic Dao and joining the ranks of the battle for the artifact, some casual cultivators who originally had their minds on competing for the artifact all sighed and started to leave.

But at this moment, there was another yin and yang strange voice resounding from both sides of the righteous and demons, saying: "Hehehe, I didn't expect our demon cultivators to have really good luck, and we caught up with them as soon as we came out to practice!" The birth of the divine weapon. Therefore, no matter what this divine weapon is, we must fix it together with the cultivation of demons."

Before the figure arrived, this extremely arrogant voice came from the air, like a magic voice, lingering around the ears of all the ascetics of the two ways of righteousness and magic who were already present.

Accompanied by that unpleasant and piercing voice, the elders of many sect heads of the belated demon cultivator all showed their figures.

In this way, following the arrival of the sect masters of the Righteous Way, the Demon Way, and the Demon Way, the tense atmosphere among the three parties was further intensified, and they all released their spiritual senses and stepped up their vigilance.

And just when their three-party giant crocodile arrived and the atmosphere fell into an extremely tense situation, thirteen figures outside the three-party appeared above the void, and this was the last thirteen people from Liang Tian who arrived.

However, when Liang Tian led Liu Fei and the 12 people appeared here, he suddenly felt a sudden mobilization of his mind, as if there was an invisible call calling to him.