[Chapter 361: The Power of the Artifact]

(first update)

Bian Yuan is very confident in his masterpiece and binds and blocks the space. Unless an ancient god and demon deliberately comes to peep into this area, even if the space he is bound is turned upside down, no one will find it, and the demon can't do it, and the white devil as a demon is not good.

Therefore, he is very relieved that no matter what he does to the 15th, no one will disturb him.

"Boom..."

Bian Yuan only felt a flash of light in front of him, and the huge palm of his condensed vitality had been annihilated in an instant. Because the light in front of him is so strong that even if he is a demon god, it is difficult to open his eyes, not to mention the strangeness under the flash of light.

The sudden bombing made Bian Yuan completely dumbfounded. His old cheeks trembled slightly, and his white hair danced back.

"What's going on?"

"Bian Yuan, don't you want to know where the artifact is? Now I'll tell you..."

"You, are you a young man?" Bian Yuan wanted to say something more, but a bucket-like lightning suddenly appeared in front of him, rumbling, like a punishment from the sky, and blew up the ground in an instant.

Bian Yuan retreated rapidly and had not yet stood still. The second thunder lightning bombarded again, which was full of an arrogant and irritable will, which was in line with the character of Thunder. The combination of the two was extremely powerful.

"Young man, what's going on with you, this thunder, thunder..." Bian Yuan jumped to the right, and several thunders exploded in an instant. Before he could dodge, he had been hit by a thunder, followed by a series of violent bombs, almost stirring up the chaos of the whole space.

The smoke and dust are scattered everywhere, and there is silence in the space blocked by Bian Yuan, and only the slight sound of thunder resounds. 15 stood in the smoke and dust and couldn't see any expression clearly, but at this moment, he was like a javelin, straight, and like a towering and straight peak, only standing there with a breathtaking breath.

"Cough... This old bone can't stand the toss of your young man..."

Bian Yuan is still alive? Standing like a god and demon, he raised his eyebrows and stepped forward. With a "bang", the ground collapsed in an instant. He suddenly leaned forward. He didn't know when there was a three-foot-long thunder arc in his hand. The wind sounded, and the smoke and dust around him suddenly evaporated into nothingness by his momentum, and then he was sure to distinguish it. In the direction, he smashed the thunder in his hand.

"ci ci..."

The space shattered like a boulder, and cracks like spider webs stretched to the end of the sky, as if to spread out from the space blocked by Bian Yuan.

"Boom..." Finally, the place where the 15th hit the thunder arc all collapsed, and the power of the void surged like a river that broke the dike and flowed crazily.

"Young man, it seems that I looked down on you..." Bian Yuan was still not dead. Even if he tried his best on the 15th, it was difficult to hurt him at all.

This is the power that a demon god should have, otherwise Bian Yuan will call himself a demon god in vain.

Bian Yuan's figure slowly condensed and formed in the air. At the same time, the human space barrier broken by 15 was also being repaired crazily, squeezing out the power of the crazy surging void again.

What a strange world, such a tenacious space barrier, worthy of the space of heaven and earth opened up by the god of creation, actually has this effect of self-rebirth. In this layer, the world is worthy of being the head of the heavens and the world. Even the heavenly world and demon world where gods and demons live are incomparable.

The smoke dissipated, the wind and smoke stopped, and Bian Yuan's figure appeared again. The old cheeks were still like dry and thin branches, trembling slightly in the fluctuation of fifteen energy.

"What's in your hand?" Bian Yuan looked around and then his eyes were quickly attracted by the thunder in the fifteen hands.

As a demon god, Bian Yuan naturally saw someone who could condense thunder into weapons, and his power was very good, but he had never seen thunder in fifteen hands.

Unparalleled!

This is Bian Yuan's first feeling, as if as long as he has the thunder in his hand, he will not be defeated in the battle. It is ridiculous to think that a mortal with ordinary cultivation competes against a demon god. He can't measure his strength and hits the stone with his egg. However, at this moment, Bian Yuan couldn't laugh. He stared at the thunder arc in the fifteen hands. The more he looked at it, the more surprised he felt, and the more strange he felt.

"You, in your hand..." Bian Yuan's face was full of shock, as if all the surprises would condense into a strong **.

"Artifact?"

As soon as the two words were out, even Bian Yuan himself felt light. In his lifetime, he actually saw someone holding an artifact to fight against him, and he was still a stinky boy? And a weak mortal boy who can pinch to death with one finger?

What a shocking scene!

Bian Yuan trebled, but there was a strange color in his eyes. If 15 had a divine spirit weapon and could barely be described as "lucky", then his artifact could be described as a miracle in a miracle.

You should know that if a mortal touches an artifact, he will definitely die... Unless the artifact recognizes himself or is recognized by the artifact, but no matter which one, it is impossible to use the artifact in the body of a mortal, even if it is a demigod.

Artifact? What is an artifact? That is a magic weapon that gods and demons can have. Ordinary mortals may have it and let them recognize the Lord, but it is absolutely impossible to use it at will. Using artifacts like the 15th is absolutely unprecedented.

And this is also what surprised Bian Yuan. However, now that the artifact has appeared, everything else doesn't matter. As long as he can control the artifact, even if he meets a demon, he can compete.

The greedy heart ignited a layer of flame in an instant, and Bian Yuan's eyes lit up, like a wolf who had been hungry for three days accidentally met a single sheep. Is there any reason to let it go?

"Hey, young man, you are so surprised by the old man. You not only have a divine spiritual weapon, but even this artifact is so skillfully controlled. Since ancient times, there have been only a few artifacts. I don't know which one you have in your hand... Jie Jie Jie Jie, young man, your own strength is too weak, even if the power of the artifact Infinity is just an ordinary treasure in your hand. The artifact needs to be stimulated by the power of gods and demons, but also needs to be connected with its qi and blood to exert the real power of the artifact. As for you? To be honest, you are really too over yourself, making the old man feel a little sorry for you..."

Bian Yuan was crazy and smiling crazily, and the zombie-like muscles on his face twisted again, which was indescribably disgusting and horrible.

"Artifact, become the old man's bag..." Bian Yuan shouted, and his body appeared in front of the fifteen like a ghost. Fifteen frowned, and the cold sweat on his forehead dripped in an instant. The old man was so horrible that he had been bullied without saying a sound.

However, although the old man is powerful, he is too underestimated the enemy. He thinks that 15 is just an ordinary person, and that the cultivation level of 15 is not different from his appearance.

If the combat effectiveness of the 15th is not as weak as the old man Bian Yuan's magic eye as his cultivation realm, then he will no longer have the capital to resist. However, even if the old man Bian Yuan wants to break his head, he will not expect that the person in front of him is not only a demigod, but also sealed with the power of a god that is not weaker than the evil demon, but also the power of the sky. The inheritor...

The power of heavenly rebellion is called the power of destruction and creation. Naturally, it is not understandable by a small evil demon like Bian Yuan, so he thought that bullying nearly 15 represents the end, but he did not know that the real drama has only begun now.

"Boom..."

A huge whirlpool appeared out of thin air, like a vortex in the ocean, huge, vast and unfathomable. As soon as it appeared, Bian Yuan felt unprecedented fear, and a strong sense of death suddenly hit his heart. No matter how strong his strength was, he could not change his fate of being ground into mud.

"No, no..." Bian Yuan's lips were dry and roared crazily. There seemed to be a huge blood mouth in his pupils, which wanted to swallow himself forever and then fall into the dark abyss.

"What kind of power is this? Ice? Fire? Thunder?" Bian Yuan's eyes were cracked, but everything in front of him seemed to be too strange and vast. He didn't know how to fight, and he didn't know if he still had the power to fight at this moment.

He is a demon god! A demon god who stares at the ages! Although the energy whirlpool of 15 made him panic, after all, he knew his own power, so he calmed down in an instant.

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