Talisman Emperor

Chapter 644: Death of the Ancestors

Blast the gods!

A talented method derived from Tai Ancient Vicious Beast, once carried out, it can concentrate your energy, and then double your overall strength!

Unlike the multiplier power mastered by the Brothers of the Underworld, if the man who carried out this law had mastered six times more power, he would have achieved almost twelve!

In too ancient times, the fierce beast had slaughtered a true god and broken into the name of the world's evil, relying on such a horrible method of near-adversity.

However, while this work is powerful and exciting, it also has a great disadvantage. Every time it is carried out, it consumes a great deal of energy and takes a very long time to recover.

And once this method is carried out frequently, even explosions will occur!

Even the fierce, unmatched body of a fierce beast usually does not use this work for no reason, but as a killer, only when his life is threatened.

In short, this blast power is a method that stands out for its strengths and weaknesses. Although it loses a lot of energy, it can act as a killer and save lives at a critical juncture.

Pfft!

Chen Xi did not have any doubts, and began to dissect the dead bodies on the ground with his sword.

He has seen that this pureblood is only afraid to survive for nearly 10,000 years, powerful and unparalleled. Generally speaking, Ancestor Fairy could not be his opponent. In the alternative, he encountered such existence, let alone dissected his body, only afraid to turn his head and flee long ago, how far away he fled.

But now it's different, and it's dead, dead, dead, dead, without any more threats, and it's a tremendous treasure that can get any monk to break his head.

How could Chen Xiao miss these opportunities?

Even in order not to waste it, he took out a treasure bottle, first carefully collected the blood from the body, then began to peel, cramp, dig bones... Earlier experience as a spiritual chef, made the action of Chen Ti appear extremely smooth, precise, crisp, in his eyes, it suddenly became an excellent ingredient, waste a little, it is a huge loss.

“Well, these giant claws, dentures, scales, fur, muscle veins… they are definitely great materials for upgrading swords and, with them, save yourself a lot of effort in collecting them. ”

“Well, as for these fine blood, they can also be used to make Dandrug-free medicines, which are inevitably of excellent quality, so that later collecting some Dan formulas may be of great use. ”

“Unfortunately, the inner part of it has lost its spiritual power and become a waste, otherwise it can be cooked into a delicious meal, just to taste it, only to fear that it is a supreme enjoyment. ”

Chen Xiao gathered all kinds of materials smoothly, commenting on his head and feet, it was difficult to hide the excitement.

This is definitely money, who would have thought that on a star in a cloudy sea, there would be a freshly-dead beast?

Soon he found the bone of his life, palm-sized, bright as a jade, warm and cool, extremely comfortable to begin with, with its surface branded with dense, star-like bones and a mysterious and sacred atmosphere.

It's about the “blast power" of the Avenue Orthodox, and if you fully understand it, you can turn it into your own use.

At the tip of Chen Xi for a moment, he put away the bone of the clay and his gaze fell on the thick, bloody sword in the mouth of the clay.

This razor-sharp sword has serrated edges, infiltrated by the cold, bloody reddish body, and a glowing, icy glow that shook the heart.

And the position of the handle of the sword, sparsely engraved with an ancient and crippling handwriting, implicitly like a “" word, but missing a small half, indistinguishable.

Buzz!

When Chen Xi held this blood sword in his hand, a fierce and violent killing intent poured through his sword body into his sea of knowledge. In an instant, Chen Xi seemed to see the bleeding sea of the dead mountains and the purgatory view of White Bone Sen, terrifying.

That thick, bloody slaughter, even the claw of a tooth dancer, tried to erode his heart, stirring up his bloodstream and soaring into a violent slaughter.

Boom!

Chen Xi chopped out a sword, a bloody sword sword swept, directly chopped a giant mountain a thousand miles away into two, and the ground was torn apart by an unpredictable huge crack.

“What a horrible kill! I did not use any power, completely relying on this sword can cause such horrible destruction, this sword is much more powerful than the semi fairy! ”

Chen Xi took a deep breath and countered it with a "slaughterhouse", which completely suppressed, wiped out and expelled this violent and bloody breath.

When the mind was completely restored to clarity, he revisited the monstrous and horrible blood sword in his hand and remembered another legend about the mystery.

Rumor has it that as the dragon's heir of Tai Gu Zhen, he is a warrior, violent and vengeful man, but he also has another hobby, which is to collect swords!

Not from one generation to the next, every good sword collected will destroy the sword previously used, the goal of a lifetime is to find the sword that can be described as the first sword in the three worlds.

However, there are more than tens of millions of swords in the Three Kingdoms. There are more powerful swords like cow hair. In other words, on top of the Immortal Sword, there are more scary ones.

All of this is doomed to a lifelong goal that is extremely difficult to achieve.

However, even so, the name of the sword collector is famous in the three worlds, there is a common vision, and there is a unanimous consensus - almost none of the swords can be chosen by the swordsman!

How can this blood sword collected be ordinary if it has been around for almost 10,000 years?

Thinking about it, Chen Xi's heart came up with an unstoppable thought, is this a fairy sword?

“No, in fairies, the spirit of the fairy has been derived. This object seems to be very different from the fairy, but there is no such thing as an organic spirit sitting in town. It should not be a fairy sword...”

Spinning, he shook his head and denied it, but what made him wonder was that he was convinced that this bloody sword was more than half a fairy, and what grade was it?

Moreover, this blood sword is different from the floating treasure tower, which is a holy instrument of the Buddha, has been severely damaged, the whereabouts of which are unknown, and can only be used today as a supermassive storage treasure.

And this bloody sword is intact and powerful, far from being comparable to a floating treasure tower.

Chen Xi tried to explore the interior of the blood sword and found that the sword was made into heaven and earth. It was a vast sea of blood, thick as pulp, rolling and roaring, and the scene was extremely scary and infiltrating.

“Just ask Lingbai later. This little guy is a sword incarnate. He has survived since ancient times. He should know something about this sword...”

I don't understand, Chen Xiao immediately abandoned his mind, put away this blood sword, intend to return to Jiuhua Sword pie, ask Lingbai to teach.

Next, Chen Xiao searched around for a while, but found nothing, no more hesitation, rose up and left the star.

Now that he has not found his way to the abyss, he is naturally not in the mood to stay in the cloudless sea for a moment.

“I felt the breath of chaos crystal.” Just as Chen Xi left the star, Ding's voice suddenly rang in his heart.

“Where is it?” Chen Xixin was struck. As far as he knows, the Chaos Crystal is in that vast abyss, and Xiaoding actually feels its breath, which naturally can point himself in a direction to the abyss, instead of wandering around like a headless fly in this cloudy sea.

“Go that way.” Xiaoding did not fail to hope, pointing in a direction to Chen Xi.

“Go!" Chen Xiao's eyes lit up. The next moment, man had turned into a rainbow, crossed the heavy clouds and quickly disappeared.

Shortly after Chen Xi left, he suddenly flew over the star and flew a few rays of light. He was very fast and blinked at the star.

“Hahahaha, my clan has waited long enough to recover its ancestors trapped here. Now, it is a blessing to finally wait for the abyss of the heavens to appear! ”

“Yeah, if my ancestors hadn't been stuck here looking for the greatest swordsman they could possibly have had in order to go to that 'forged sword domain', I would have been arrogant to the world because I was afraid of the ancient bandits! ”

“Since the departure of our ancestors, none of us has been able to cultivate the 'blast power', making our lives extremely difficult. However, once we recover our ancestors, all this will be completely reversed. It will not last more than 100 years, and I will certainly be able to recreate the glory of my ancestors! ”

These four or five figures, all tall and fierce, emit a violent and murderous weather. They laughed and searched on this star. It seemed like they were looking for something. Listen to them talk. They are all strong people of the clan.

“Hmm? This is...” Someone found something, shouting in the distance.

The others rushed over. When they saw the scene in front of them, one by one was struck by lightning. They stayed in the mud and their minds were blank.

This is a bare giant mountain, in front of a giant mountain, surrounded by a giant skeleton of Whitesen, next to the skeleton, with some already dry, dirty, bloody, messy spills.

That scenario, like a murderer who had just been slaughtered by a butcher, threw away some useless dirt and skeletons at will, and it looked very bloody.

“This… this…” a powerful member of the clan of the clan shivered his lips, opened his eyes, dared not believe it, even his voice trembled.

Almost immediately, he recognized that the skeleton belonged to his ancestors, and that its breath could never deceive him.

However, he could not accept the reality that, in his heart, a vast number of old ancestors had died before being taken back by them!

How is that possible?

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