Peerless master tunes the Song Dynasty

Morning Light Shuttle needs to absorb enough star power to burst out the power of a star, and his own material cannot support it to carry the power of a star all the time.

But this sickle is a magical weapon made of a strange material, and its power is entirely its own.The power radiated out, causing the idol to tremble and back again and again.

Puff, with a soft sound, the scythe directly cut out a flowing blade, and in a flash, it cut a deep wound on the golden elephant, and golden blood flowed out.

"So strong!" Wang Yingxuan praised, and with a move of his mind, a real dragon flew over immediately, entangled with the idol, and their aura suddenly changed drastically.

Boom! The breath rises in a straight line, and the fluctuation of power spreads in all directions, which is not inferior to the sickle magic weapon at all.

"Aw" "Yin"

After the dragon-elephant merged, immediately fight according to the practice method of the god-elephant real dragon skill, and bring out the power.Fight with this scythe.

The sickle hummed, but it was fighting with the dragon and elephant, not losing the wind.

"Well, yes, this kind of battle, the increase in strength is very obvious. Calculated by the unit of measurement in the previous life, the increase in strength per minute is about a hundred catties!"

The battle lasted for a day, and as the battle progressed, Wang Yingxuan's side unexpectedly fell into a disadvantage.

Three men in black robes with a strange aura completely suppressed a real dragon, leaving him covered in wounds, and the black sickle was also invincible against the dragon elephant.

"It's time to take a break, but this sickle magic weapon must be taken away." Wang Yingxuan thought in his heart, and immediately, the real dragon gods and elephants flew back and fell into the body.

"boom!"

The aura on his body erupted completely, and a sense of terror descended on the bottom of the abyss, as if the gravity of the earth had increased tenfold, and there were countless low-level black-robed monks watching the battle around.All lay on the ground.

The three black-robed monks who were fighting against the real dragon also screamed in terror and fled to the distance.

The sickle was even more silent, with a light swipe, a pitch-black passage appeared soundlessly. The place where this passage connects is a small world floating in the void.

Such a small world can only be found if a connection is established, and the sickle just wants to hide in it.

But it was too late for him to escape.Wang Yingxuan's eyes fell on him.

"Boom!" Wang Yingxuan pressed his palm towards him, and immediately, that small world was directly run over by a powerful force, and turned into chaos with a bang.

A force to suppress the universe descended, and the whole world stood still. When the black sickle moved, the blade opened a long crack in the void, which led to an unknown place.

A white palm suddenly stretched out.Grabbing the blade of the sickle at once, no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't break free.

"Submit to me, or be destroyed by me." Wang Yingxuan said.Sickle fell silent for a moment.A wave of spiritual thoughts rolled towards Wang Yingxuan's body.This spiritual thought swept away like water, and then retracted.The sickle said: "It is my honor to submit to a monk as powerful as you."

Satisfied, Wang Yingxuan felt that the sickle in his hand had completely released its resistance.Let his divine sense follow the veins of the sickle, enter the core, and leave his mark on the core of the sickle.Immediately, a lot of information was fed back from the sickle.

"It turned out to be a magic weapon of good fortune." Wang Yingxuan was a little surprised. The level of the magic weapon of good fortune was the same as that of a cultivator in the free state.Every good fortune magic weapon has its own spirituality.

"This sickle, called the Call of Death, was sacrificed by Zhou Huai'an, a powerful monk in the free world, with the power of faith. Zhou Huai'an had a great reputation a long time ago, and many monks even believed in him and called him God of death. But 5 years ago, Zhou Huai'an made an appointment with the enemy to fight life and death. He had no hope of winning, so he refined his belief in the Fenzu into a magic weapon of good fortune. This magic weapon is indestructible, and neither will these Fenzu die."

"The refining of the magic weapon of good fortune requires the power of faith. But if the summoning of the god of death surrenders to me, isn't it equivalent to being wiped out?"

Wang Yingxuan turned this thought around, and found that the black-robed monks lying on the ground all around him melted away without a sound, and even the three black-robed men who joined forces to suppress the real dragon also disappeared in front of him.

"These people are the Fen Clan?" Wang Yingxuan was a little surprised, he didn't expect to meet them not long after hearing about this race. "Master, can your subordinate ask you something?" At this time, the black sickle spoke. "What's the matter?" "Master, although the souls of these people have dissipated, the power of faith still remains in the air. Please allow me to absorb these unowned power of faith."

"go."

"Thank you, master." The black sickle yelled excitedly, flew out of Wang Yingxuan's hand, and landed in midair.

woohoo-

Immediately, there was a crying sound in the air, and some transparent things formed a vortex with the sickle as the center, and quickly merged into the sickle.After this change lasted for more than half an hour, the bottom of the abyss finally became quiet.With a flick of the black sickle, it flew in front of Wang Yingxuan again.

"What is the use of absorbing the power of faith?" Wang Yingxuan asked.

"Master, for our magic weapon of good fortune, the power of faith can be the best nourishment to enhance our own strength. Although the power of faith was stored in my body before, I couldn't absorb it. But now, master, you have killed the god of death The imprint left behind, these powers of faith have become unowned things, after I devour them, I can use them to enhance my own power."

"Your strength hasn't improved much." Wang Yingxuan felt it and said.

"Master, I have absorbed these powers of faith, and I need to slowly refine them into my body to improve. This time is very long, and it will take about ten years to fully refine them. At that time, my strength will increase by one level." It's around." The black sickle said excitedly.

"Oh, how do you keep absorbing the power of faith, will your power continue to increase?"

"I don't know that either."

"Just now, what happened to the small world you broke through the void for the first time?"

"That is a small world discovered by the Fen clan who believed in my former master. The people in that world are all followers of my former master. I can temporarily gather my strength and hide in it for a while."

Wang Yingxuan nodded, said nothing, and continued to the next place.

Shensha River.Goose feathers are not floating, and there are even more powerful monks who feed on the past monks.A real dragon rushed into the bottom of the river, tossing and turning, and after a while, two real dragons flew out from the bottom of the river, followed by a fierce and big-eyed cultivator. It turned out to be the Divine Elephant True Dragon Skill, and this man was a monk of the Dragon Elephant Sect.Hiding here absorbs the blood of monks to increase strength.

However, this is the original Divine Elephant True Dragon Kungfu, and its power is far inferior to that practiced by Wang Yingxuan.Just by releasing a real dragon, he was able to fight this person evenly.

"Don't be idle, practice with my other real dragon idol." Wang Yingxuan said to the black sickle.Immediately, the black sickle flew away, exuding a terrifying aura.The Dragon Elephant Sect cultivator was stunned.At this moment, a dragon and an elephant appeared, fighting with the sickle.

While fighting, the monk shouted: "I don't know which elder from the sect has arrived. Zhu Qiang, the second generation disciple of the Dragon Elephant Sect, has greeted him." But no one answered him.It wasn't until Wang Yingxuan left that the monk who claimed to be Zhu Qiang suddenly knelt down and kowtowed, and then left the Shensha River.

"It's strange, this time I also fought for a day and a night. Why is the promotion not as good as last time?" Wang Yingxuan was a little surprised. The battle between the dragon elephant and the scythe did not release water, but the promotion effect was very weak, compared to the previous battle.It can increase the strength of a hundred catties per minute. This day and night battle only increased a few tons at the beginning, and then completely lost its effect.

"Is it necessary to constantly change opponents to improve? Doesn't this force me to constantly find different opponents to fight? If so. This exercise is too tortured. However, it is said that the changes produced by Da Neng's practiced exercises, They all have something to do with Da Neng's promotion path, so is Ji's promotion path a process of fighting different opponents?"

Wang Yingxuan was thinking casually while flying.After all, he was born as a casual cultivator, and many things about his cultivation base were confirmed by guessing and soul searching.

Swallow Tianshan.The three dragonmen claim to be invincible in the free world. Although they boast, the power of each of them exceeds that of a real dragon.On this day, there were two real dragons and a god elephant suddenly descended, and fought with them in an indistinct manner. The fight lasted for three days and three nights, before the two dragons and the elephant withdrew.

The three dragons who swallowed Tianshan were also very aggressive and excited.But after a day's rest, the two dragons and one elephant appeared again to invite the battle. After more than ten consecutive rounds, the injuries of the three dragonmen of Tuntian Mountain continued to worsen, and finally fled in despair, no longer daring to claim to be invincible under the comfort.

……

According to the introduction of Heisha Zongzhu, Wang Yingxuan stepped forward to challenge one by one, and fought again and again. The cultivation of the Divine Elephant True Dragon Kungfu progressed rapidly, and the strength of the half-elephant appeared in his body again.At this time, Wang Yingxuan returned to the Heisha Sect again.

Sect Master Heisha was very clear about what happened around him, and Wang Yingxuan directly swept away all the powerful forces, which made his evaluation a bit higher. "I've met senior." This time, Ma Qiao went to meet Wang Yingxuan outside the sect ahead of time. "I've heard you say that black evil spirits and white evil spirits are both one of the nine extreme earth evil spirits. Do you know where there are the other seven earth evil spirits?" Wang Yingxuan asked directly.

"Senior, I don't know if there is a sect with monks in the free state, do you dare to go?" Heisha Zongzhu asked cautiously.

"Oh, tell me, what kind of sect is it?"

The Heisha Sect Master laughed and said: "Senior, in fact, the ancestor of the Hei Sha Sect was originally the descendant of the Nine Evil Sect. At that time, he failed to compete for the position of the Nine Evil Sect's suzerain. In a fit of anger, he founded the Black and White Sect, and the Black and White Sect was later divided into Heisha Sect. Zonghe Baisha sect. The three-cathode evil power we practice is the method handed down from the nine-shade sect. In the nine-shade sect, not only the three-cathode evil power, but also the nine-yin earth-sha power can absorb nine kinds of earth-sha at the same time power training."

"The Nine Evil Sect not only has the Nine Yin Earth Sha Art, but also has a treasure of good fortune, the Nine Yin Lingtai, which can draw the Nine Evils from the heaven and the earth by itself to form the water of the Nine Yin Earth Evil. Practicing in this water can completely condense the body of the Earth Evil. You can swim freely in the earth." (To be continued...)