With his eyes slightly narrowed, Wang Sheng slapped the black knife with his palm again, and a snare appeared next to the black knife. The buzzing of the black knife split several times in an instant. Three black lights came out and touched the palm of his hand as if they were transformed. The body of the black knife became dim.

Many disappeared in place.

"Want to run!"

Wang Sheng opened his mouth and roared, a ripple shook the place, and the black knife's figure showed its traces first.

Wang Sheng's eyes turned cold and he followed with his palms.

After releasing his palm, Wang Sheng discovered that his true body was actually not slow. It seemed that he had escaped the control of the void of the universe, and his movements were even faster, making him desperately want to release his entire true body.

"Go to hell!" Wang Sheng seemed to be talking a lot of nonsense in this state.

The black knife was photographed and completely exposed. It spun far away. The surface of the black knife of unknown texture actually appeared with traces of cracks. During the rotation, a phantom flashed out from it.

, showing a frightened face.

The ancestor in black didn't know how many years he hadn't had such emotions, but now, after entering the black knife, he did have such emotions. First, his true body was destroyed, and then he had no choice but to enter the black knife.

He thought that everything was safe and that the power of the black sword was enough to protect him. Even if the Demon Emperor was in front of him, he could not change this. However, he did not expect that his true spirit would be locked out with just one palm of his hand.

The characteristics of the black sword were destroyed, and even the black sword was damaged.

"It's impossible to break a real weapon!" Ancestor Hei Yi stared at Wang Sheng with his eyes fixed.

Wang Sheng's heart moved slightly. It turned out that this black sword was also a real weapon. His original guess was indeed correct. The real weapon was indeed a magical weapon suitable for use by a transcendent and powerful person.

"It turns out this is the real thing."

Yi Bian pondered and took pictures with his palms again casually.

The black knife flew quickly into the distance, and the direction was exactly the plane of the earth.

However, Wang Sheng's palm speed had reached a limit at this moment. During the time when the black knife could not react, he slapped it again. More cracks appeared in the black knife, and a trace of whine came out from inside. The true spirit of the black-clothed ancestor was shocked out again.

, and a roar was heard at the moment of the shock.

The ancestor in black was briefly absent-minded. Although it was only for a moment, he noticed that the true spirit was seriously injured and the spirit body was dim. He was horrified. He hurried back to the black knife, but he noticed a feeling of rejection. This companion

After countless years, he finally became dissatisfied with the black knife that he completely recognized as his master. It seemed that he was dissatisfied with the continuous damage he caused to him.

The black-clothed ancestor hurriedly comforted him, but at the same time he did not look back with lingering fear. He used all his strength and wanted to fly far away. If he had a detached reserve before and could not fully release his regret, now this regret is like the surging sea water in the sky.

Wash your soul, you are really full, why bother with this person!

boom!

There was another buzzing sound, and the black-clothed ancestor was prepared for the possibility of suffering another heavy blow, but he was calculating in his heart that after this slap, one of the black sword's magical powers could be used again, which would be enough to escape from here.

, returning to his old nest, with his years of defense and arrangements, he should be enough to stop this person, and then he will never provoke this person again!

At the moment when the black-clothed ancestor was making calculations, Wang Sheng didn't know that Wang Sheng was already impatient. Now he was enduring the outburst of desire while laboriously trying to catch the figure of the black-clothed ancestor. He already felt bored.

Therefore, the palm that had been pushing away turned into a fist, which was slammed down from above, and even more in the muffled sound, the brain seemed to be inflated and began to expand rapidly, just like the expansion of the arm, and in a blink of an eye, it matched the size of the arm.

, he shook his head comfortably, feeling a little comfortable this way, and then opened his huge mouth and roared at the black knife.

For Black Knife, this wave of attacks didn't come very well. First, the fist hit hard, causing the Black Knife to break away from its original trajectory. The strong vibration of the Root Style caused more cracks to appear on the Black Knife, but it seemed that Hei Dao was

The ancestor was prepared, but he was not pulled out of the real weapon.

The next moment, the roar came as expected, and the silent sound waves caused substantial damage. The tough real weapon structure inside the black knife was actually disintegrating. The black-clothed ancestor panicked and noticed this change, but was helpless and felt it.

A strong repulsive force was born from within the black knife, and the black knife finally became tired of its master who had recognized its master.

So the next moment, the true spirit of the man in black appeared in the void, and he was at a loss to react. Then he saw a huge grinning face approaching, and roared at him from a very close distance.

It was like the sky was falling and the earth was falling. This feeling had not happened for a long time. In this sound wave, Ancestor Heiyi was confused and his mind was spinning. The last scene that appeared among the mortal monks was actually played out in his body.

The true spirit exudes a sense of history. He has lived for too long. It has taken too long to grow from an ant to invincible detachment. But at this moment, he has become an ant again. Thinking of himself

He smiled disdainfully when killing the ants that looked down on him many times, and finally he felt like his sanity was returning.

But a heart-wrenching pain, a pain that he could not accept, came. The body of the true spirit began to fragment, like cracks appearing on the surface of a mirror. Finally, when he returned to his senses and looked down, he discovered that his true spirit was

The body, which is harder than the real body, is the only fatal point of the transcendent and is also the strongest and most powerful true spirit.

He looked up at the huge face close at hand, and clearly saw the disdainful ridicule on it. His heart sank to the bottom, and the next moment, his consciousness disappeared and his true spirit fell.

Transcendence to death! When the body dies, the path disappears!

Ancestor Hei Yi has fallen like this. This is the first transcendent person to fall in the world since the birth of transcendental form, and since the disappearance of powerful men such as the Demon Emperor!

The world shook, and the illusory sky appeared in all planes of space. In this illusory sky, there was a huge face that could not be seen, and this disdainful Xiaorun could be perceived by everyone.

The next moment, the endless energy began to counterattack all the planes, with a steady stream. At this moment, the void of the universe was trembling with excitement. In addition to too many miracles and lives, countless creatures were bred by this energy.

This has broken through the realm.

This is detachment. Even if you die, your own energy will be enough to shake the universe!

But all the detached people stared blankly in disbelief at the unclear face above their head. Only they could see this face. From this glimpse, it seemed that they could see how huge its body was.

Their minds were shaken. The last time they saw such a situation, it was the face of the Demon Emperor. Everyone clearly remembered that arrogance, which made the Demon Emperor's unparalleled majesty. (To be continued.)
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