Peerless Divine Sovereign

There are countless Divine Weapon magical treasures buried in the soldier’s grave, all transformed into light groups, wandering in the sky. Although there is no Peak state power, it is still under the control of the will Down, still extremely terrifying.

At this time, some heaven's chosen have arrived in the soldiers tomb, scattered around, looking for their favorite Divine Weapon magical treasure.

At this time, a group of people gathered together, their eyes all staring ahead, with sharp expressions in their expressions.

In the air, a faint intention of killing was flowing, making the Spirit Qi in the air slightly stagnant.

In front of them, there is a black clothed silhouette sitting quietly and cross-eyed, with his eyes closed tightly. The powerful sword intent is rolling around on the body, making people afraid to approach easily.

At this time, there is an azure long sword on both knees of the black clothed silhouette. The sword is three feet and three inches long. , I can't see clearly.

"Hand over the Nether Sword, we can let you go, otherwise, don't blame me, you are welcome." A cold icy voice sounded, and it was a woman who said.

The woman has a beautiful face, but now her face is full of chill, as if covered with a layer of frost.

This sword was originally realized by her and the black clothed man, but the black clothed man snatched it away. The method is extremely despicable and it is simply hateful.

However, the black clothed man didn't seem to hear this at all. He didn't even open his eyes and ignored the woman's words.

Seeing that she was ignored, the woman turned purple with anger. She wanted to kill the black clothed man immediately, but when she thought of the terrifying power of the black clothed man, she couldn't help but dispel this idea.

Suddenly she looked towards the man beside her, with a look of weeping beauty on her face, softly begging: "Senior Brother, the Nether Sword is extremely important to me, can you..."

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This man with brocade flowery clothed has an extraordinary temperament, and he looks like someone from Great Influence.

The man in Jinyi looked towards the woman beside him, a sneer flashed in his heart.

He comes from the same sect as this woman. He knows the nature of a woman more clearly. He has always moved right from wrong, and what he said is rarely true.

However, he did not directly refuse, but sound transmission said: "I can understand Junior Sister's mood, but this person is not weak. As the Imperial Sword Sect Holy Son, how can I easily make a move? When I make a mistake, tell me how to behave."

The woman's beautiful eyes were stagnant, and she stared at the man next to her blankly, as if she didn't expect him to say such a thing. This has a deep meaning. , Faintly implying something.

"Would you be willing to act like Senior Brother He?" I saw the woman looking at the man in Jin Yi with pity, with a bit of sorrow in her beautiful eyes, as if she had suffered a great grievance.

Furthermore, the woman did not sound transmission alone to the Jinyi man, but directly said it, which means that everyone else around him heard it.

The words fell, and the eyes of everyone around them moved back and forth on the Jinyi man and the woman, and a deep meaning flashed in their eyes. It seemed that there were some words that I didn't say directly.

Since I didn't say it, obviously I didn't want them to know these words.

From the look and tone of the woman's speech just now, it seems that the man in Jinyi made some excessive demands.

They glanced at the woman again. She was exquisite and petite, with a pure and pleasant face. She was a symbol of beauty. In a moment, everyone knew everything in their hearts.

The look of the man in Jinyi is a little unattractive. He is a Holy Son at any rate. Naturally, he should pay attention to his face, so he didn’t say some words in person. Didn’t expect this slut to be so shameless, let Everyone has speculations that are not conducive to him.

"Junior Sister's remarks are serious. It's not that Senior Brother is unwilling to take action. It's just Senior Brother's intention. Junior Sister should understand. I don't know what Junior Sister thinks?"

Jin Yi The man spoke lightly. Since he had been pierced, he didn't care about the face anymore, and directly spoke out what was in his heart.

When the woman heard this, his expression was stiff. He even said such words in spite of his face. Isn't he afraid of affecting his reputation?

The man in Jinyi looked towards everyone around him again, cup one fist in the other hand and said: "I am Imperial Sword Sect Holy Son Zhai Ping, this matter is within my clan, and I hope you don’t spread it everywhere. It’s a face to face in the next day, and it will be rewarded in the future."

As a Holy Son, Zhai Ping naturally has some means. The cleverness that the woman is proud of is just superfluous in his opinion.

Those few people are slightly nodded. Although Zhai Ping’s move was a bit of an advantage, the woman was obviously not a good thing. Moreover, this matter has nothing to do with them. Keeping a secret can benefit from it. He Le Instead of?

The black clothed man in the distance listened to the conversation of the people, and only felt a burst of irony and lament in his heart.

The irony is that although these people come from the prestigious Great Influence, they are actually a group of shameless generations who are intriguing and deceiving, just for their own benefit.

I lament that they are so temperament, how can they realize the true meaning of Martial Dao? I am afraid that the achievements of a lifetime are also visible.

"How did Junior Sister think about it? If it takes time to allow that person to successfully integrate with Divine Weapon, it will be too late." Zhai Ping looked at the woman and kept his eyes on The woman scanned the beautiful parts, and the greed in her eyes had not concealed it.

This woman is the Imperial Sword Sect number one beauty. He has long coveted the beauty of a woman, but because of his identity, both of them are in the sect. It is not easy to start this time. A great opportunity.

The woman was so angry. Her body trembled, but she was helpless. Her Martial Dao talent was not strong. She was able to enter the Imperial Sword Sect by relying on special means. Now this Nether Sword is of great benefit to her cultivation. , She didn't want to give up.

"I...promise." The woman's silver teeth clenched, and this sentence seemed to take away her whole body's strength, the whole person became soft, but it added a bit of charm to her feel.

Zhai Ping's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw this scene, said with a big smile: "Okay, I know Junior Sister has a clear distinction, and Senior Brother will fetch the sword for you. "

Others were not surprised by this result. Since the woman made this request, presumably this magical treasure is extremely important to her, and it is reasonable to give up some things.

"Wait a minute, the magical treasure has a share. Although we are late, we should get something." Someone said indifferently, unspoken implication is extremely obvious.

They don’t need this sword, but at least give them some treasures, not let them go empty-handed.

Zhai Ping’s eyes flickered, and he screamed asshole in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface, and saw his palm waving, and suddenly seven or eight rays of light shot out, and every rays of light emitted. The fluctuations of magical treasure that are not weak are all spiritual artifacts.

These Spiritual Artifacts are not as good as the azure long sword on the knees of the black clothed silhouette, but they are pretty good, and the lowest is middle grade Spiritual Artifact.

Those people each took away a Spiritual Artifact, and then they showed satisfaction and said to Zhai Ping: "Many thanks, give it away, and if fated will meet again in the future."

After all, those people moved towards different directions and left. When leaving, they deliberately separated from others by a certain distance, as if they were afraid of something.

Although the magical treasure has been acquired, it has not yet left the Yunhuang mountain range. It is not yet known who will end up in the hands of it, and they will naturally not take it lightly.

Zhai Ping glanced all around, and the soul power was released, covering the surrounding several li places. As expected, he didn't sense other auras anymore, and his heart settled down.

Afterwards, he looked at the black clothed man who had been silent and said in a flat tone: "Leave the magical treasure. I can leave the blame for you for stealing my Junior Sister magical treasure. "

Zhai Ping's expression is very calm, with a hint of pride on his face. As the Imperial Sword Sect Holy Son, his words naturally have some weight.

However, the black-clothed youth doesn't seem to care about his so-called Holy Son, he is indifferent, just like before, even his eyes are not opened.

The woman is also looking at the black clothed man at this time, her eyes are as vicious as a poisonous snake, with strong resentment. If the black clothed man hadn't snatched her magical treasure, how could she be Zhai Ping Threatened to the point of losing the most precious things of a woman.

This account must be paid back!

"Senior Brother, he is now fusing the will in the magical treasure. I'm afraid he can't be distracted from fighting. He is definitely not your opponent. You can take him down and abolish his cultivation base. Look Can he still be as indifferent as he is now."

The woman said with a cold smile, but her white and delicate cheeks looked extremely hideous at this time, without the meaning of semi-innocence before.

She wants to watch the arrogant man being abolished the cultivation base with her own eyes, kneel in front of her and beg her for forgiveness, trampling and crushing all his pride.

That feeling, it should be very pleasant!

"Okay, after disposing of him, he will let you take care of it." Zhai Ping said with a slight smile, touching the woman's white cheek with his palm, and the soft feeling stimulated him like an electric current. His nerves made him feel the bloodline swelled up.

Afterwards, Zhai Ping retracted his palm, his eyes sharpened instantly, and he strode towards the black clothed man. Every time he took a step, his aura soared, and the whole person seemed to turn into a sword. , The imposing manner is pressing.

Although he only has the cultivation base of Origin King, his strength is not weaker than the ordinary Origin King 2-Layer Peak.

killing intent, quietly spreading in the sky.

With Zhai Ping as the center, a terrifying sword qi storm was brewing, and the endless sword qi blades slashed out, cutting the space, erupting the power of terror, and the air issued a sharp scream.

"Abolish my cultivation base."

black clothed man brows slightly wrinkle, he is indeed still in the fusion stage, his soul is connected with the will in the magical treasure, unable to do his best Fighting, I can only think of ways to speed up.