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Yuan Futu nodded, and pierced into the constantly changing filthy blood mass like a steel cone with the power of his soul. Nine Yang Blood Ginseng suddenly let out a terrible scream, and then calmed down. Just trembling slightly.

The attacks of Gang Shenyin were too scattered that day. If they were concentrated, even if the consummate-level saints used defensive magic, they would not be able to completely counteract them, and they would definitely be hurt. However, at this time, they could only restrain the fierce offensive of everyone.

The snake-headed demon and the yellow-clothed saint were the first to break free, and they chased after Yuan Futu directly, followed Yuan Futu out of the black volcano, and came to the prison world full of mottled cracks and flames.

"Put down Lao Tzu's blood ginseng!" Relying on its tyrannical body, the snake-headed demon was very fast, and in an instant it had approached almost ten feet away. The power of decay is condensed into one point, but it has the momentum to destroy the world.

The yellow-clothed saint did not show any weakness, stepped on the huge flying sword, and at the same time kneaded his hands into sword fingers, bursting out a bright sword glow, cutting through the air.

Yuan Futu felt a huge threat, if he hit, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die, but within ten feet, he was already the real overlord, because the absolute domain had quietly extended.

A scepter, a sword finger, and two killing moves came at the same time, but they were abruptly broken in front of Yuan Futu, thus changing the trajectory. This is not changing the flow of time, but an application of the power of space. .

Yuan Futu took a deep breath, this was a great loss of world power, especially the opponent's strength is very strong.

The power of decay on the scepter and the fingers of the sword passed by his side, which shocked the snake-headed demon and the yellow-clothed saint. This was completely beyond common sense, but they didn't feel any sense of immortality at all. signs of application.

But at this time, there was no time to ponder too much, the snake-headed demon had already rushed forward, and stabbed the scepter shrouded in the gray light that symbolized decay.

Yuan Futu felt an aura of defeat rushing towards his face, his whole body seemed to be trapped in it, and he was about to suffer the bitter fruit of the cycle of four seasons, but his spirit was strong enough to not fall into it, and suddenly there was a mouthful of simple and extremely simple Flying sword, purple-black light condensed on the tip of the sword.

"break!"

With an order, the human emperor's ancient sword also fell.

boom!

The snake-headed demon was directly blown away, and the rotten power on the scepter also dissipated. It widened its eyes, and saw a crack in the void in front of it. This is only possible for holy-level powerhouses. to the point.

"Holy Immortal Artifact?!" Huangyi Shengxian was very excited when he saw the Human Emperor's ancient sword. Its value was almost equal to that of Nine Sun Blood Ginseng. The fairy weapon is also very difficult, and he is a sword fairy, this flying sword is perfect for him.

Thinking in my heart, a greedy look appeared in my eyes.

"Do you want to take it away? I'm afraid you don't have the ability!" Yuan Futu snorted. Since he dared to show his weapon, he must be confident enough to kill the two of them. Right now, most of the saints are suppressed by their spirits. Trapped in the black volcano, the effect of the Tiangang Divine Seal could persist for a while, so he had to take the opportunity to escape.

The yellow-clothed saint stepped on one foot, held the huge sword back in his hand, and shouted: "Put! Kill! Kill! Absolutely!"

One word at a time, after reading these four words, it seems that ten thousand years have passed, but the yellow-clothed saint seemed like eternity, and the ancient style pattern of four words appeared on the giant sword, gradually deepening. , and finally released the brilliance of ten thousand zhang, and the sound of sword chant erupted from it, huge and dull, long and deep, as if blessed by infinite divine power.

Yuan Futu couldn't help gasping, thinking that this is his immortal technique, it is more powerful than the effect of high-level divine marks, it seems to be blessed with the thoughts of some kind of gods.

This is like using the spirit to visualize. Yuan Futu's visualization of the Supreme Immortal can make the spirit recover quickly. This can be understood as the manifestation of the gods, and the principle of his immortality is the same. No wonder there is a god on such a huge sword. No tattoos either.

The four extremely bright runes appeared on it, and the vast power of the gods diffused from it. Yuan Futu was mistaken. This guy is obviously much more powerful than the snake-headed monster. The reason why he wanted to preserve his strength before is probably to deal with the current situation. Condition.

call!

The giant sword struck, and it was in front of him in an instant.

Yuan Futu narrowed his eyes, took a few steps back, and at the same time swung the Human Emperor's ancient sword.

When the two collided, they were evenly matched. After all, Yuan Futu's realm power cultivation base had not yet reached the realm of a saint, and he relied entirely on this holy flying sword and the Heaven Burying Sword Art, otherwise he would have been defeated in a face-to-face encounter.

"It's such a waste of money, I will accept this fairy weapon!"

The saint in yellow was about to make a killing move when a rotten force descended from the sky, and saw the snake-headed monster with a ferocious face, and roared like crazy: "The fairy artifact and the Jiuyang blood ginseng belong to Lao Tzu, if you dare to snatch it, I will kill you!" life!"

"The ghost doesn't go away!"

The Saint Immortal in Yellow spit, and danced the huge sword in the air. The world force stimulated by the fairy method seemed to gather at its peak, and made a boundless and domineering voice, like the god of thunder wielding his giant hammer, with a rumble of heavenly power. .

"Great opportunity, kill that immortal cultivator first!" Donghuang patriarch shouted.

Yuan Futu understood, and the ancient sword of Renhuang stabbed towards his chest with the tip of the Zantian sword, and black and fine cracks appeared on the left and right sides of the sword.

The yellow-clothed saint stomped his feet, and the giant sword seemed to melt in his hands, leaving only the four talismans, emitting brilliant golden light, suspended around his body, and in just an instant, the boundless power of decay was washed away It's all in a mess.

The snake-headed demon turned pale with shock, and wanted to avoid the sharp edge temporarily, but one of the talismans engraved with the word "kill" soared into the sky. It was more powerful than any fairy art, piercing through its incomparably tyrannical body.

The demon screamed again and again, it wanted to snatch the treasure, but the injury it received was too serious, so it couldn't help but fled in a panic.

At the same time, the Huangyi Saint Immortal punched the incomparable talisman, and the radiance burst out, enveloping the Human Emperor's ancient sword.

boom!

With a muffled sound, the Juefutu almost collapsed due to the shock, and Yuan Futu also flew upside down, his entire right arm was faintly numb.

"His real celestial weapon is not the giant sword, but these four talismans, which are in harmony with his celestial art, and their power is no less than that of a holy celestial weapon. Be careful!"

The Patriarch Donghuang saw it clearly and warned in time.