Chapter 466 Swallow the spirit

With the bronze sword in hand, the west gate moved forward, and the whole popularity increased in an instant. A sword cut at the old man. There was no sword spirit to fly out, but there was an invisible sword wave, which instantly shrouded the old man with a radius of dozens of meters.

The horrible sword wave was huge, and the old man quickly flew back, but he still did not avoid the disaster, and his lower body was crushed into blood fog by the sword wave.

"What!" The old man looked surprised. He didn't expect the bronze sword to be so powerful.

At the same time, the change here has always been observed by the ink scales, the real dragon Sanren and the middle-aged man holding the spear. Seeing the appearance of an ancient blade with a complete sword, the middle-aged man couldn't help but change his color. And with this stunned kung fu, Momei has been killed in front of her.

"Puff!"

Before the old man had time to reorganize his body, the terrible sword wave raged again, and one of the old man's arms was unfortunately crushed.

"Hahaha! You are used to being a man of immortality, aren't you? Today, I will teach you well!" Mexican smiled and rushed to the old man.

The old man was so depressed that he almost vomited blood. If he was so retorted by the younger generation, his face naturally had nothing to do with it. But now is not the time to think about face, and the sword wave swept again. The old man suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood. On his chest, a little blue light and a little rainbow light lit up, and a red and blue armor appeared on the old man's body.

This is an ice and fire armor, which was originally incompatible with ice and fire, but after this armor was quenched, the ice and fire were compatible and the defense was amazing.

The practitioners of the Honghuang Fairyland are different from the Kyushu in Kyushu. They are not limited to the spiritual root attributes to practice spells. After transforming the true element into spiritual power, it is also like a complete rebirth. He will no longer be suppressed by the spiritual root attributes and cannot practice other magic spells.

"Jingle!"

A string of sparks rose, and the sword wave hit the old man's body without destroying his armor.

"This bastard is quite powerful." Mo Ximen grinned and waved the bronze sword again. The invisible sword wave swept out and knocked the old man out.

Although the water and fire armor on his body offset most of the sword waves, the old man was still hurt, spewing out more than a dozen mouthfuls of blood, as if it was free of charge.

On the other side, Zhenlong Sanren also quickly solved the enemy. She stood side by side with Mo scales and looked at Zhuge Buleang's side. Her slender fingers shrank and smiled, "Time is just right..."

"Huanglong Xianyou has calculated that there will be a noble person to help today?" The ink scales turned around.

Zhenlong San said, "It's just a little bit, but I didn't expect that the nobleman was him."

The middle-aged man saw that he was besieged by two strong enemies, and on the other side, Meximen also got a complete ancient blade, and the power was beyond his imagination. Seeing that the old man had gradually lost. Without ten swords, the water and fire armor on the old man's body will be broken.

"Ding!"

Suddenly, the middle-aged man took out a silver-white marble, pinched it in the palm of his hand, and then flicked his finger at the ink scales and the real dragon scattered people.

"It's not good! Hurry back!" Mo scale shouted and quickly retreated with the real dragon scattered people.

The silver-white marbles exploded quickly. In an in an flash, within a radius of dozens of miles, the silver-white thunder suddenly appeared, and the whole area was shrouded in terrible thunder. The surrounding mountains, rivers and ancient forests turned into a barren land in an instant.

"Teaching, you..." The old man's face changed greatly.

"I want to die together, but I haven't had enough." Mo Ximen sneered and grabbed the old man. The big gourd under his feet turned into a light and shadow, which instantly appeared beside Zhuge Fuliang and Tian Yu. He pulled them up the gourd and quickly retreated.

The silver light dissipated, and the whole mountain and river were in a mess. The original deep mountains and ancient forests turned into a desert. It can be seen that the silver thunderlight is very powerful.

"Is it gone?" Zhenlong San's face was solemn.

"It should have escaped! Humph, I took advantage of him today. From then on, my Shujianzhai and Longhutang are at odds!" The thick eyebrows of ink scales stood upside down and said word by word.

Mo Ximen stepped on the big gourd and flew back. The gourd was loaded with Zhuge Fuliang and Tian Yu, as well as the half-dead old man.

"Dad, have you solved it?" Meximon hurriedly asked.

"He ran away." Mo Yun said.

"Run away? What a pity. It doesn't matter. After a while, I took Momei and this bronze sword to Longhu Mountain, and the two swords combined to solve the old immortal!" Meximon said solemnly.

"Momei and the bronze sword are given to you. Do you want to give you the position of the Lord of Shujianzhai in the father's bar!" Mo Yin said with a bad face.

"Well..." Mo Ximen hesitated for a while and said with a wry smile, "How can that be? Dad, you should always be strong. Let's talk about it in two years.

"unfilial son!" Mo scales raised his hand to fight, but in the end, he gave up. He had nothing to do with his son, and now it is not easy to attack in front of outsiders.

Zhuge Buleang laughed secretly while listening. You should know that when it comes to the realm of ink scales, it is not a problem to live for thousands of years, and the "two years" said at the gate of Moxi is naturally intriguing. Zhuge Buliang secretly said that this Moxi Gate is really not a trouble-saving master. How to catch anyone and squeeze anyone, even his own son will not let go.

"Two seniors." Zhuge Bliang bowed his hand to salute.

Zhenlong Sanren nodded: "Well, it seems that you have a good understanding. Even if you miss the opportunity to ascend the fairy road, you still come to this world. However, everything is free of cause and effect, the cycle of heaven, and everything is fixed.

Zhuge Butiang scratched his head by a profound sentence from Zhenlong Sanren. Although he didn't understand, he could only smile and nodded.

At this time, Mo Ling has already taken the bronze sword, took it in his hand and looked carefully, and then looked at Zhuge Fuliang: "This little friend, thank you for saving this unfilial son just now, but I still have to ask where to find the hilt of this broken sword."

"I saw it when I was picking up garbage." Zhuge is not clear.

Meximon curled his lips aside and said, "Do you think I believe it?"

"I really found it." Zhuge Buo had an innocent expression on his face.

Mo Ximen kicked the old man who fell softly on the gourd. At this moment, the old man was disheartened and abandoned him. He was trapped by so many masters. It was undoubtedly more difficult for the eunuch to escape than to comfort himself.

"What should I do with this old man?" Meximen looked at his father.

Mo Ling snorted coldly, and there was a murderous look in his eyes, but in a blink of an eye, he looked at Zhuge Buteng, swept Zhuge Buteng for a moment, and said, "Your cultivation should only be in the realm of condensing the sky, right?"

"Ye-huh." Zhuge doesn't have a bright head.

"My Shujianzhai has always been repaying kindness and complaining. Since my little friend has helped me wait, I will give you a magic power." Mo Yun said.

After listening to Zhuge, he was suddenly happy, and he was not pretentious at the moment. He hurriedly hugged his fist: "Please be kind."

"It's not good to talk about kindness. It's a reward." Mo Li's serious expression showed a smile, and then said cautiously, "But you should remember that this magic power is the taboo of my Shujianzhai. Although it can help you quickly improve your realm, you can only use it ten times. After ten times, if you use it again, you will not be able to bear it and explode and die."

Hearing this, Zhuge Fuliang couldn't help shivering. But Mo Ximen beside him changed his face: "Dad, are you going to pass on that kind of kung fu to him?"

Mo Ling did not say anything, but pointed to Zhuge's eyebrows, and an ink light penetrated into his mind. Suddenly, a strange message appeared in Zhuge's consciousness.

"Swallow the soul!" Zhuge Buzum murmured doubtfully.

Mo Ximen said solemnly, "This kind of magic power can devour the enemy's cultivation to enhance his strength. At the same time, you can also extract the enemy's soul and use it to improve your genu cultivation. However, it's not that you can get all his cultivation by devouring others. You can only get three-tenths of them. The higher the cultivation of the swallowed person, the more benefits you will get. People who have always practiced this kind of magical power in Shujianzhai have forcibly crossed the level to challenge the strong in order to seek higher benefits, but what is waiting for them is only destruction, so the most important thing to practice this magical power is to maintain a normal heart. Don't be too hasty.

Zhuge Butliang was moved. This is an anti-God, but it's a pity that there are only ten chances. If you can swallow it infinitely, you can send it yourself.

However, at this time, Meximen turned his words and said, "But there is still a certain risk. When devouring others, you will be counterattacked by the other party's consciousness. Maybe you will lose all your previous achievements and even die directly. Therefore, before devouring the other party, finally weaken the other party's yuan god.

"Ye, I'll remember it." Zhuge nodded without a bright spot.

"There is a good opportunity now. This person will practice for you." Molin pointed to the old man beside him and said, "His cultivation is at least in the realm of the peak of Tao Yun. He has almost stepped into the realm of not being too empty with half a foot. The old man weakened his yuan spirit to the lowest level. You devour it."

The old man's face turned white when he heard it, and his whole body twitched violently.

Zhuge nod his head, sat cross-legged in the void, and silently read the formula of "swallowing the spirit" in his mind. After a few hours, Zhuge Buting woke up and his eyes were shining. This magic power is not complicated, and it is not simple. In addition, Mo Zhuan has instilled all the magic formulas and experience of practicing this magic power to him, so Zhuge Fuliang easily mastered it.

"His yuan god has been weakened. You can try it." Mo Yun said.

Zhuge Buteng looked at the old man and sneered. Suddenly, two spirits burst out of his eyes and directly pierced the old man's eyebrows. Then he took a big breath, spewing a stream of light from his mouth, and suddenly rolled up the old man.

"Ah!"

The old man screamed, and there was a spiritual light spewing out in the seven orifices. At the same time, he felt the rapid passage of his spiritual power and poured into the other party's mouth. These are his original spiritual power, which directly affects his cultivation. The old man was frustrated and gave up his struggle, allowing his original spiritual power to fly to the other party.

Gradually, the old man's skin dried up quickly, lost his vitality, his seven orifices were bleeding, and the breath of life in his eyes gradually faded away. The magic power of swallowing spirits can not only devour cultivation, but also the soul is extracted.

"Puff!" The shriveled body fell to the ground, and the old man had completely cut off his life.

ps: There is only one chapter today. Don't wait for the second update.