Sword Emperor

"You dare to hurt me. I won't let you die. I'll take your spirit out and place it in the wind of Yin. I'll suffer thousands of years of torture, and finally be broken into pieces."

In a flash, such a cold voice came out of the whole world, and then the figure of the dark old ancestor appeared in the air. Compared with the previous one, the face of the other party at the moment was extremely pale. It was obvious that he had been hurt a lot before, and his heart was still full of crazy anger.

For this situation, sun Bing's face is calm, even with a little surprise. Originally, for the monk of life and death, although he has confidence in his heart, it is still not so sufficient, but since the other side can be hurt by the sword, the assurance is more sufficient.

Without waiting for the hand of the dark ancestor, sun Bing has already galloped to his front, leaping out one step, and his sword shadow began to twinkle in the sky. Later, he could find that the temperature around him had risen at this moment:

"blocking out the sky and the sun"

in a flash, it seemed that a red sun had appeared under the tai'a sword, accompanied by the sword light, The heat inside also rose to the extreme. Finally, the sun broke out, and the sword edge had come to the dark ancient ancestor, so that he did not dare to bear such a sharp edge.

"Youming ghost fire"

suddenly, you can find that the dark old ancestor opened his hand, and there was a light green flame on it. There was no temperature on the surface, and the appearance was just like a skeleton, which was extremely terrible.

In the end, the skeleton's fire shadow confronts the sun, and it collapses completely without any evasion, and the Blazing Sword spirit still attacks in front of him.

Therefore, at the moment, the dark ancestor can only take it in the air to dodge, but even if he is very careful, he still has a small cut in his arm.

There was not only a strong sense of sword, but also the profound meaning of fire. Whatever it was, the damage to Yin and evil Qi was enormous. For a time, the injury of dark ancient ancestor was even more serious.

Seeing two moves in a row, he has fallen into the downwind, which makes the dark old man's old face gloomy and incomparable. He thought this was just a loose cultivation. Ordinary monk of Dongtian realm, relying on his strength, could easily kill him and gain a lot.

However, at the moment, the dark ancestor finally realized the horror of sun Bing, because he was not an ordinary monk, but the most terrifying Tianjiao. With his current accomplishments, he was able to compete with the monks in the realm of life and death.

Immediately, he immediately sneered and said: "OK, OK, OK, I really underestimate you. But next, I'll see how you can resist it and see my magic weapon ghost raising soul banner."

All of a sudden, a black fog appeared around the sky. The temperature has dropped to the extreme at this moment. The air is also floating with cold air.

In fact, it's not that the temperature has dropped, but there is a strong cold breath inside. The last virtual image of a baby appears in front of sun Bing.

What's more, it's totally different from ordinary babies. It's the existence of the spirit and soul. The whole body is ethereal, and even the blood red light is blooming in the eyes. There is no intelligence. The strong crisis that breaks out inside makes sun Bing feel a burst of panic.

"What, such a thing." Sun Bing's pupils suddenly shrank at the moment. In a flash, it seems that there is a faint anger. The breath of repression on his body has exploded to the extreme. His eyes are staring at the dark old ancestor, which is full of strong killing opportunities.

"You should use this as a magic weapon. You should be damned."

Sun Bing once saw this kind of evil treasure in an ancient book. It is said that this kind of ghost raising soul banner needs 1000 babies under one year old to be refined.

First of all, his soul was deprived by a special method, which was extremely cruel and filled the hearts of those babies with resentment.

After gathering them in a scroll, 1000 babies began to fight with each other, or devour each other. After three years, only the last ghost could be regarded as success. The magic weapon was refined on the night of full moon.

Even if the refining is successful, this is only the beginning. At the beginning, this flag is only a common weapon. Because this magic weapon can still grow, it needs to send a baby's soul every month to keep it alive. As for any spirit encountered in the battle, it can be devoured, so that it can not only resist the master, but also transform.

At the moment, sun Bing looks at the ghost raising soul flag, which has reached the level of the early stage of the king's weapon. He doesn't know how many young lives have been destroyed. He doesn't mention that the other party has launched an attack on himself. Even if he knows that he has done such a despicable thing, sun Bing will not bother the other party.

"I don't know how many people have said that to me. It's a pity that I still get good land now, but you will die soon. This is a pride of heaven. I don't know how your spirit can transform my baby." Dark old ancestor once again cold mouth.

Then, in the air that ghost, quickly toward sun Bing attack, which revealed the magic sound, constantly into the mind, even if the use of the real yuan barrier, but there is no way.At the moment, sun Bing seems to see countless inexplicable scenes. There are scenes in which the dark and youzun refining ghost raising banners. The pain of many souls is crying out, and even it is quite difficult to resist.

But it was also at this moment. Sun Bing knew the shadow of the sword soul which had been very calm in the sea. He trembled slightly, and his sword intention broke out completely. The scene in his mind disappeared without a trace. Looking at it again, the ghost image was already in front of him.

Although sun Bing has such a tragic experience in his heart, sun Bing is also quite distressed, but in the war, it is impossible to be merciful. In a flash, you can see sun Bing cut his sword in front of him, just like the arc of sword light appears, as if it can cut through the heaven and earth.

For ordinary friars, ghost shadow can have absolute oppressive power, but Sun Bing is different. The sword meaning in it is his nemesis. After perceiving the huge threat inside, he immediately moves to the rear and wants to dodge.

But the speed of the sword light was too fast. In a flash, a black smoke gradually dissipated, and a shrill cry came out of the air. It seemed that the spirits would be destroyed. If you look at it again, you can see that the ghosts in the distance are dim at the moment.

"Chopping the stars"

but Sun Bing is not satisfied at the moment. Zhenyuan starts to work in the meridians, and then resigns in front of him with a sword. For a moment, it seems that he can pierce the sky. Even if the shadow of stars appears at this moment, it is not as bright as a sharp sword.

As for the terrible sword meaning contained in it, it can make everyone feel thrilled. With a sword, sun Bing was not happy, even with a little sadness: "you are free now. As for the hatred, I will help you."

"No, you can't do that."

Seeing this scene, the dark dignitary was filled with infinite anger, and faintly there was a trace of panic. After all, sun Bing's combat effectiveness at the moment was too strong.

In my mind, I can't help but wonder whether it's true that sun Bing once killed monks in the realm of life and death.

And that is at this moment, the terrible sword will eventually pierce the ghost completely, sweeping the sword, as if the whole world can be eliminated, the ghost now completely collapsed.

In the last time, sun Bing seems to be able to see that the little doll is smiling at himself.

Later, sun Bing aimed his eyes at the dark and quiet ancestor.