Chapter 26 Borrow my spiritual treasures
At this moment.
Heaven and earth are in the hands of the two strong men, and the wind and clouds change color.
The rolling black clouds swept through the whole valley, and thousands of rotten swords danced in the space. In the strong evil, the evil immortals are like peerless swords, incarnated as swords. And the killing of evil is to condense the pure meaning of the sword with the supreme evil breath, and turns into a sword to attack and kill Xiaoyao.
One is for life and the other is for death, but the goal is to be free.
xiu xiu~
Two bright lights penetrated hundreds of meters in an instant, approaching at a shocking speed. At this moment, Xiaoyao's whole body was hit hard, and his body was almost condensed.
The smell.
Far beyond the limit he can bear.
Under the power of heaven and earth, his strength at the peak among the players is extremely small.
"No!"
Xiaoyao roared in his heart and dared not roar.
As if to feel his indomitable, the silent Tianhen sword in his storage ring suddenly burst out of the storage ring without his active control. In the amazing sword light, bursts of violent killing crazyly swept over it. The wave marks flashed, and the pressure from the two strong men. It was pushed out a few meters away in an instant.
"Huh?"
"Huh? This breath?"
The eyes of the evil immortal and the evil are shrank at the same time.
The Tianhen sword, which exudes the meaning of horrible killing, was suspended above Xiaoyao's head, which was gasping at this moment. The light of the sword swept through, which was extremely strong, which made both of them look different.
"It's a heavenly mark!"
"How can it be! How can the sky mark of one of these nine fierce soldiers be in your hands!"
The evil look is amazing.
He is also one of the nine murderers born in chaos. He is not unfamiliar with the Tianhen Sword, but in the ancient war, the Tianhen Sword was cut down and destroyed, and then completely suppressed. And it, although it saved its intelligence, its cultivation was completely destroyed, and then it was suppressed here.
After ten thousand years, he finally regained part of his strength.
But I don't want to.
At this moment, I saw the sky again!
It's just.
What makes him look ugly is that Tianhen is no longer called Tianhen. Now he has lost his wisdom and can only fight with the intention of instinct and trend killing. Although he is still unparalleled, it can't be compared with the past.
"Tianhen?!"
The evil immortals are also shocked.
But his reaction speed can be said to be extremely fast. At the moment of Ji Xie, his figure shot in front of Xiaoyao like a rainbow. He looked in a hurry and said eagerly, "Xiaoyao, the situation is urgent now. I won't talk to you more, but I need to borrow all the spiritual treasures on your body and stand again!"
"Huh?"
"Good! Listen to the master!"
After being surprised, Xiaoyao gasped and heard the master's words. With a slight thought, he agreed without hesitation.
The rolling black light.
It contains the evil power of terror. The evil power contains evil, blood evil, and all kinds of negative emotions, which is the horror deeply felt since stepping into the valley. This made Xiaoyao suddenly understand that everything in the valley was to suppress the unknown horrible sword.
And.
Listen to the man with a vague face drink softly.
The man flashed in his heart that he was one of the nine fierce soldiers of Chaos with Tianhen, but he didn't know why he could maintain his intelligence and even have such terrible strength.
Nothing to say.,
Naturally, Xiaoyao did not hesitate at all.
"Huh?"
The evil immortals sink into focus.
He bullied him and slapped his right hand directly on Xiaoyao.
Pa~
Xiaoyao's body shook, and a mouth suddenly spewed out a mouthful of hot blood. He felt the trembling from several areas of his body. Inside the mysterious nucleus and between his heart, there was abnormal vibrations. Before he could suppress the trembling, he felt that two breaths suddenly burst out of his body and turned into two pure lights.
Floating for half a month.
Taiji Hualingyu!
The two gods were the power to suppress his internal thunder punishment and the nameless sword. At this moment, with the action of the evil immortal, they emerged from his body again.
"Drink!"
The evil immortals are drinking.
The floating half moon and Taiji Hualingyu quietly suspended in front of him, exuding a strong breath of light.
"Evil immortal!"
"You can't stop me! The seal has been broken, and you are powerless!!"
Seeing that he was just stunned, the evil immortal actually recalled the two most Holy Spirit treasures directly from Xiaoyao's body. He immediately became angry. He looked proud, and the body of the evil sword under his feet trembled violently. If he wanted to break free from the hundreds of seal chains and get out of trouble. The ground cracked inch by inch, like a spider's web. In a short breath, countless cracks appeared in the whole valley, and a large area of evil blood burst out crazily and rose to the sky.
Boom~
Crazy blood gas is like a blood-colored beam of light, turning into thousands of people rising from the ground.
Ji Yaozhi.
He looked cold and clicked out.
I saw that the power of blood all over the sky was crazily compressed and condensed into a hundred meters long and ten meters wide, like the illusory sword in the original form of the evil body.
"Cut!"
The evil spirits were killed, and the sound was like thunder.
......
The continuous momentum is earth-shaking.
The evil immortal looked shocked, and his eyebrows were frowned and extremely solemn. He suddenly turned around, stared at Xiaoyao and shouted, "Xiaoyao, you go out of the valley and retreat far away!"
That's it.
He flashed and appeared in the middle of the valley.
Fusheng Half Moon, Taiji Hualingyu floated on both sides of him like two groups of spiritual light, and his eyes stared angrily. Without saying a word, he quickly raised his hands from both sides and grabbed one of the two groups of spiritual lights with the other hand. The next moment, a shocking weather that did not have to come from the opposite side swept up from him.
Boom~
This is the pure sword.
If you want to tear through the sky, cut off the peerless sword of the ancient flood.
"Kyu Xie!"
"I won't let you go out and harm the world!"
It's as low as thunder.
The evil immortals were full of hemorous fighting spirit and rolled out.
......
Outside the valley.
Xiaoyao's speed is used to the extreme, shooting madly into the distance.
Boom~
The crazy bombardment kept sweeping from behind him. His whole body was hit by a heavy blow and suddenly smashed more than ten meters forward, but before it fell, while spitting blood, he gritted his teeth and bounced up again and blasted forward again. His white robe was fragmented, and every inch of cracks kept emerging, revealing the embarrassment in his body, covered with dust and blood.
It's more than ten minutes.
When he stood on a mountain peak thousands of meters away from the valley, he breathed a sigh of relief, but his eyes were filled with endless fear.
"It's too strong!"
Full of shock.
At this moment, he finally understood his insignificance.
Where the two strong men are fighting, he doesn't even say to join it. Even if he just stands on the edge, he may be killed by the flashing afterglow at any time. This made him extremely unwilling, but he clenched his lips desperately, because he knew that strength could not be possessed if he wanted.
If you want strength, you must have the determination and perseverance to surpass others.
"I retreated like this."
"I will never be willing!"
Xiaoyao's eyes flashed, like the eyes of a poisonous snake, and roared, "The strong in the world, who is not from the grassroots!"
Low and resounding.
Xiaoyao resolutely and firmly swept his figure and quickly shot at a mountain near the valley. There, endless aftermath continued to sweep, and he may face a death crisis at any time, but he was not afraid. He wanted to personally feel the fighting atmosphere of the two strong men, sublimate himself, improve himself, and improve himself.
is strong.
He is not afraid of everything!Boom~
In the sky, on the ground, the vibration rolls.
Xiaoyao is like a lonely sail on the sea swaying in the storm, trembling forward. The Tianhen sword was held in his hand, and wisps of killing were pulled out by him, all around him, and the purple gold mysterious air was inside, forming layers of shelter. Even so, when he is getting closer and closer to the core battle.
He is still struggling and sweating profusely.
Step on~
He looked firm.
With his feet moving firmly, step by step to the peak, the peak, or the hill, because the section above it has long been crushed by unknown forces, and the ground is always sandy, revealing the desolation of the war.
I don't know how long it will take.
When Xiaoyao finally stepped on this mountain, his whole body was soaked with sweat.
He stared.
The eyes are congested, staring at the valley.
Even he himself didn't know. When he came step by step, the essence of the sword in his heart was constantly condensed, and even gradually merged with his will, with a mysterious change.
All this.
Naturally, he doesn't know.
His attention has been completely focused on the battle under the valley. The waving of his hands in the battle made heaven and earth change color, but they all used swords to control the enemy. The strong swordsmanship was vast and deep in Xiaoyao's eyes, which made him shocked at the first glance. He couldn't help but automatically deduce his self-kendo in his mind, as if he was intoxicated.
......
In the valley
The battle is as red as fire.
On the sky, a large number of blood-colored and black mixed clouds are covered, wisps, like blood lines, followed by the giant sword controlled by evil spirits in the air, blood-colored eyes, no less than tens of thousands, densely scattered on this illusory giant sword, looking like countless bloody violent eyes staring.
and on the other side.
The evil immortals controlled Taiji Hualingyu and floating half a month. The fierce sword spirit was stained with the pure power in the two Holy Spirit treasures, forming thousands of swords, exploding around his body. Under his remote finger, a handle constantly running through the sky, cutting through the sky like a rainbow, and blasting towards the direction of the evil spirits.
Boom~
It's like gold and iron, and it's like a roar.
......
Xiaoyao is intoxicated.
He didn't realize the crisis he was in at all. The Tianhen sword and Zijin Xuanqi burned violently and resisted the aftermath, which made him look intoxicated in the swaying.
"Sword"
"It can be used like this!"
Xiaoyao muttered.
It seems to be telling himself, and it seems to be thinking about something. His hands swing unnaturally, sometimes lifting, sometimes falling, sometimes sweeping, sometimes splitting. It seems ordinary, but it contains a mysterious trajectory. It is often waved again and again, which makes the cells in his body tremble vaguely. ( To be continued.)