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Chapter 118 Nine-character mantra

"Both each other." Yang Ren sneered, "Aren't you here just for Liuli's things?" He didn't believe that anyone in the world would give away the things he got.

Qin Shu shook his head slightly and did not explain anything. He looked at the gorgeous ancient pagoda in front of him, "So, what do you mean?"

Yang Ren's cross-shaped eyes reflected Qin Shu with his hands behind his back, and he immediately snorted coldly, "Then let's see what you are capable of!" Before he finished speaking, he took action.

Yang Ren was very strong, and he shot straight up like an arrow from a string. The target was not Qin Shu, but Liuli Liu, the master of Xiao Liuli beside him.

Yang Ren was very afraid of Qin Shu. During the conversation, Qin Shu stood loosely, but he could not find a single flaw.

If there is no flaw, then create a flaw!

In Yang Ren's view, Qin Shutuo brought a child who didn't know how to practice, which was his biggest opportunity.

The moment he took action, he had already thought of everything in his mind.

The child of the Liuli clan was charged and killed, forcing this person to come back for help. As long as he made a move, there would be a flaw to be found!

Qin Shu turned around and looked indifferently at Yang Ren who was rushing to kill Liuli Liu. He lowered his hands slightly, showing no intention of taking action.

Yang Ren's eyes flashed with ferocity, and he looked at Liuli Liu whose face turned pale due to fear. From his palms, powerful spiritual energy spurted out.

"Die!"

"Boom!" A loud noise exploded between the sky and the earth. In the shaking field, Yang Ren flew out like a bird, turned several somersaults, and hit the ground hard.

"Impossible!" For Yang Ren, such a degree of impact was not even a skin injury, but he was looking at the scene in front of him with eyes wide open.

In front of the glazed willow, a brilliant glazed flame turned into a shield and stood. Looking up along the glazed flame shield, thousands of strands of glazed flames hung down from the nine floors of the ancient tower.

Obviously this glazed flame shield came from the ancient glazed pagoda.

Yang Ren couldn't believe his eyes. He roared angrily and fired seals one after another. Until the last seal was completed, the gorgeous ancient pagoda remained motionless, as if it had returned to the time when it had never recovered.

"How... how is it possible?!" Yang Ren couldn't believe it, and his voice turned from muttering to rage. This seal was brought to him by Yi Nian from the Liuli clan's inheritance file.

He also used this seal to communicate with the ancient pagoda. Although the ancient pagoda was sleeping, it still responded to him. Even before Qin Shu came, he had used this seal, but why, now...

Yang Ren didn't know what he thought of. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Qin Shu: "It's you?!"

"It must be you!" Before Qin Shu could speak, Yang Ren spoke angrily, charging straight at Qin Shu again, this time pointing directly at Qin Shu, "Bring back my ancient pagoda!"

Thousands of years of lurking and waiting have harvested wave after wave of real Liuli blood. The ecstasy half a day ago was all for making wedding dresses for others!

Qin Shu had no intention of taking action. When he arrived here, before he even got close to the ancient pagoda, he already knew that everything should be over.

"Bang!" This time, before Yang Ren even got close to Qin Shu, a glazed fist suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and then he flew out again.

Yang Ren stared blankly at the nearly two-meter-tall glazed figure that suddenly appeared. The familiar aura exuding from it made him almost crazy.

"Weapon Spirit?! The Weapon Spirit of Liuli Ancient Pagoda?!"

Yang Ren seemed to be ecstatic, and a little blood essence was forced out from the center of his eyebrows, and then shot towards the glazed figure. He had read a lot of ancient books and had long known that as long as the essence blood was dripped into the weapon spirit, the weapon spirit would recognize its owner.

Before the essence and blood flew far, the glazed figure pointed out, and a little glazed flame suddenly appeared on top of the essence and blood, and immediately wrapped around it.

"Dirty demon blood." The figure of Liuli muttered to himself. The sound seemed like the friction between metals, but it was not unpleasant and had a special charm.

There was only a "chi" sound, and the drop of blood was instantly burned into nothingness.

"Pfft." Yang Ren's expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. The essence and blood between his brows were connected to his mind, and being burned into nothingness in this way made his mind severely damaged, and he couldn't even concentrate.

"Item Spirit! What are you doing?!" Yang Ren went crazy, "I am your master, how dare you bite the master?!"

"I am the weapon inherited by the Liuli clan!"

The figure with glazed glass had no facial features, and could not even tell the difference between the front and the back, so he spoke like this.

"Yes, I used the blood of thousands of Liuli clan to revive you. Is this how you treat your benefactor?" Yang Ren walked step by step, and the moment he got closer, there were strange lines on his palm and he slapped the figure of Liuli hard.

on the body.

The originally gorgeous glazed figure actually became sluggish. Between ticks and ticks, there were continuous glazed flames falling to the ground. It looked like the figure was about to collapse and disperse. The same was true for the glazed figure on the nine-story ancient pagoda.

It's a lot darker.

Seeing that the glazed figure had stopped moving, Yang Ren laughed loudly, and the madness in his expression had long since disappeared, "I have been waiting here for thousands of years, and I am prepared for any situation. How about you? You are worthy of it."

Do I fight for it?"

Qin Shu looked at the strange lines on the body of the glazed figure, and a look of surprise flashed across his face, "The Tao Clan's Bing Zi Jue?"

It is said that the most powerful being who created the Tao clan, who participated in creation and realized the great way of heaven and earth, inscribed the nine-character mantra, and those who came to fight with soldiers were all lined up in front!

Every word has the power of unpredictable rules, such as the word "bing", which can control any weapon in the world. It is said that the most powerful Taoist clan can use a single thought to control the world's magical weapons.

When Yang Ren saw that Qin Shu knew him, his surprise flashed across his face, and then he sneered: "It would be best if you knew me. Do you still want to fight with me now?"

"It's just a residual seal." Qin Shu glanced at it and stopped paying attention.

"Hmph! You're tough!" He said this, and then his eyes were filled with murderous intent, "Weapon Spirit, kill him!"

The still glazed figure moved, like a puppet, waving its arms burning with flames. The nine-story ancient pagoda shook slightly, and endless glazed flames fell like rain.

Qin Shu stood with his hands behind his back, "Let you see what the real art of war is!"

"Bing!" The obscure and ancient syllables were softly spit out from Qin Shu's mouth. At this moment, it seemed that even the heaven and the earth were silent, and the laws of the great road were revealed, turning into axes, swords, and tripod towers and bells and flags.

One after another, weapons filled with chaotic energy flashed between heaven and earth. They were the shadows of divine weapons between heaven and earth. The moment they were cast, they were included in the rules of heaven and earth.

One kind of artifact appeared, and Qin Shu even saw the ancient tripod of Wuxu.
Chapter completed!
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