God Killer

There was a loud noise from the belly of the huge crow, and the small thorns of primitive ice suspended above the heads of the monks were constantly shattering. spit out.

Strange noises continued to be heard from the belly of the crow, and finally a long sword of golden light suddenly burst out from it.

To the Great Sword Pavilion!

Under normal circumstances, it would take at least several years of nurturing for the Great Sword Pavilion to be restored to its integrity, but after swallowing the Immortal Steel Whip Artifact in the belly of the Jingcrow, the broken sword was restored, and its strength was even greater than before.

At this time, Zhi Da Jiange turned into a shooting star like an unsheathed sword, slashing towards the primitive ice with a huge comet tail.

The long thorns pierced by the original cold ice into the crow's belly are now breaking into pieces. The crow closes its mouth, makes a strange cry, and shakes its wings violently. The jet-black feathers on its body explode, transforming into tens of thousands of crows. The little crow flew into the air, croaked and turned into thousands of black flowing fires, rushing towards the primitive ice.

At the same time, the meteor transformed into the Great Jiange shattered and turned into sharp fragments all over the sky, gathered together with the crows, drilled into the crows' mouths, and directly coated the black crows with a layer of golden light film , Sword Qi and Jingcrow are mixed together, the superposition of the power of the two immortal artifacts is far from being as simple as one plus one equals two.

An existence as proud as the Great Jiange would never easily cooperate with any existence, but at this time he cooperated with Jingcrow. Obviously, he also knew very well that Zheng Xian did not have enough power to supply them, and they could only do so with one blow. After one blow, if they can't kill the comet-like primitive ice on the opposite side, the next thing will be the consequence of their two immortal artifacts being swallowed.

The fine crows clanged and pecked on the primitive ice, each pecking brought golden light, and dug a large piece of ice from the primitive ice.

The primitive ice also roared angrily, and there were sharp thorns drilled out of the ice, as if thousands of warriors raised their spears and stabbed continuously, many crows were directly pierced and shattered.

The two sides fought back and forth with great joy. At this moment, it was as indistinguishable as the battle between another eighteen-story hell and Yunni Hongding. The two sides had completely merged into one.

In the battle of immortal artifacts, apart from being able to be absorbed by it as a provider of power, mortal monks can no longer interfere at all.

Even Zheng Xian, at this time, is being drawn by Jing Crow and Zhi Da Jiange, if the two celestial artifacts are damaged, Zheng Xian will be the first to die.

At this time, a small fine crow flapping its wings appeared above Zheng Xian's head, and a Cunxu golden sword was turning back and forth.

Zheng Xian's body continuously poured power into these two immortal artifacts.

However, Zheng Xian's power is just a drop in the bucket compared to the two immortal weapons. Even if Zheng Xian is exhausted, it is still not enough to consume the two immortal weapons.

Both Immortal Artifacts understand this, so they didn't draw too much.

Zheng Xian looked at the monuments in the distance, and those monuments immediately felt Zheng Xian's gaze, and they all invested their spiritual thoughts on Zheng Xian.

Zheng Xian couldn't intervene in the battle between the several immortal artifacts. Zheng Xian couldn't interfere at all. What Zheng Xian can do now is to settle accounts with these existences in the realm of casting monuments.

Zheng Xian suddenly grinned with an incomparably cruel smile.

Seeing this smile, the beings in the realm of casting monuments felt chills down their spines, and monks emerged beside them one by one, picked them up, turned around and ran away.

Every existence in the realm of casting monuments is surrounded by guys like the three servants in front of the monument under the command of the three great sages, because the existence of the realm of casting monuments itself cannot be moved, so they must rely on the three servants in front of the monument. The closest servants to carry them, and at the same time these guys are also the last line of protection on the existence of the tablet-casting realm.

These monks are like the nannies of the beings in the realm of casting monuments, and everything is taken care of by them.

These monks fled around carrying the existence of the Casting Monument Realm, on the one hand, because the existence of the Casting Monument Realm would never let them take risks easily, and on the other hand, because they really couldn't beat Zheng Xian now.

Although Zheng Xian didn't have a few fairy artifacts to protect him, Zheng Xian still had such treasures as the Purple Gold Gourd Swamp Mirror, and the tentacles of the existence of the Monument Casting Realm on the opposite side, that is, the monks under the sect, were constantly drawn by the fairy artifacts. Absorbing power, it is difficult to protect oneself, and it is impossible to move at all, let alone protect them.

They are now literally alone.

Zheng Xian looked at the majestic and majestic existence of the monument-casting realm scurrying around like ducks, and couldn't help curling his lips.

Zheng Xian took a deep breath, and immediately drove the purple gold gourd, and hurriedly chased after these existences in the realm of casting monuments.

The speed of Zijin Gourd can break through the atmosphere of the Nine Heavens, and it can fly even faster in this void.

At this time, the Zijin Gourd grew suddenly, ten times and a hundred times stronger. From a distance, it looked like a small star. Although the existences of the casting tablet realm fled in all directions, but under such a huge Zijin Gourd, they were like sharks. The swimming fish below are average.

The mouth of the purple-gold gourd suddenly produced a gust of suction, and the running speed of the monk who was running away with the stele behind his back immediately slowed down, making it difficult for him to walk.

Zheng Xian flew out of the purple gold gourd, flew directly to the side of the Great Sage Swallowing the Sky, stood with the body of the Great Sage Swallowing the Sky, and stretched out his hand to gently pat the black body of the Great Sage Swallowing the Sky, which is admired by all.

The one who bears the Great Sage Swallowing Heaven is the new three servants in front of the stele, but the newcomer is not as useful as the old man. One of the three servants in front of the stele was very angry at Zheng Xian's disrespectful behavior, and immediately took action to kill Zheng Xian.

The three servants in front of the stele also have the cultivation base of the stellar qi realm, and it can even be said that they are almost at the peak of the stellar qi realm. The existence of the ordinary stellar qi realm will undoubtedly die if they encounter him. Unfortunately, today he met Zheng Xian.

Zheng Xian is the successor of Jingjianmen, and he has almost completely inherited the inheritance of Jingjianmen's swordsmanship. How terrible is Jingjianmen?

Congealing pills to kill pills, pills to kill qi, specialize in leapfrogging to kill enemies!

In the eyes of Jingjianmen disciples, killing a monk of the same level is simply a shame.

Zheng Xian started killing monks in the realm of Gangqi when he was in the realm of forming alchemy. Now that Zheng Xian has entered the realm of Gangqi, he killed the three servants in front of the stele who are also in the realm of Gangqi. To be honest, it's like playing!

Zheng Xian opened his mouth and spat out, the Tiancongyun sword came out of it, and with a sudden whistle, the three attendants in front of the stele in the realm of stellar energy were cut in two.

Zheng Xian grabbed the Great Sage Swallowing Heaven, and then flew towards the Great Sage Cannibal.

The Great Sage Cannibal watched as the Great Sage Swallowing Heaven was captured, and hurriedly urged the three servants in front of the stele, who were carrying him on his back, to leave quickly.

However, under the suction of the purple gold gourd, the speed of the three servants in front of the stele could not be increased, so that his back was like a bow, but he still couldn't escape Zheng Xian's palm.

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