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Sword beads!

Li Chitian's pupils contracted, revealing a solemn look.

When Zixiao Sect practices sword art, the sect's predecessors are approaching. Before they sit, they will transform their entire body into a sword intent and integrate them into a certain jade. The jade after being integrated into this sword intent will be turned into a sword bead. Zixiao Sect has been passed down for thousands of years and is powerful. There are many ancestors in the sect, and all of them will leave a sword bead. The sword bead has different powers, and one of them is not restricted and is extremely difficult to subdue. If a cultivator wants to use it, he needs to crush the sword bead and integrate the sword intent into his body. The strength will increase several times over a period of time. Killing a strong enemy is considered a unique secret treasure of Zixiao Sect. If a cultivator is not a cultivator of Zixiao Sect, the sword intent in his body cannot be tolerated, and it is harmful and useless to obtain it.

However, this sword bead is not easy to use. Cultivators need to have strong cultivation and perseverance to refine and use it. Otherwise, if they are not careful and cannot withstand the fusion of sword intent, they will be subjected to the backlash of sword intent. At the very least, the physical body is damaged and the vital energy is severely damaged. At the worst, the vital spirit is broken by the sword intent on the spot, and both body and spirit are destroyed. Therefore, although there are many sword beads in Zixiao Sect, their disciples are rarely used in a critical situation of life and death.

At present, Wen Daozi crushed the sword beads and fused the sword intent, and his strength increased several times. It can be seen that the sword beads in this person's hand are precious. It must be the great magical cultivator who has been practicing swordsmanship for a lifetime and can only have such power.

He hurt himself before taking action.

But Wen Daozi was still at ease, and he was not ready to escape without any hesitation.

But Li Chitian could not think that he had suffered a heavy blow.

Integrate the sword intent and its strength will soar. But this sword intent is ultimately the result of forced improvement of external objects. Every breath will cause great damage to the body's meridians, so taking action immediately is the best choice.

"Fellow Daoist Chi Tian, ​​take my sword. After this sword, you and I will decide whether to win or lose."

Wen Daozi's face was ferocious, blood gushed out, dripping along the corner of his clothes, describing it as terrifying. At the same time, the aura in this person's body also reached its peak instantly!

"One sword, break the sky!"

As the roar was roaring, the Zixiao sword light flashed, and a ruthless sword intent burst out from it, sweeping across the sky.

It is sharp and unstoppable.

Raise your arm and the sword falls.

Wen Daozi's seven orifices were bleeding, and his body even more cracked and disintegrated. He retreated in a mess and his aura was weak.

An invisible sword intent shot out from the Zixiao sword. The space trembled along the way, and cracks appeared.

Wen Daozi's own Nascent Soul cultivation level is complete, integrating the sword beads and sword intent, and after the power of Zixiao sword is superimposed, a shocking attack is bursting, and the power is infinitely close to that of the monk Wushou. Such magical power can already kill any monk Wushou below.

How can you resist with one sword?

Li Chitian transformed into a demon body, a hundred feet tall, with a strong body and unparalleled magical powers. He was hostile to the late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator and could easily kill him, but the sword intent was now slashing down, which made him feel cold in his heart, and then he felt endless fear.

But in this way, it still cannot be frightened.

"Although the sword intent is strong, it is not the result of one's own cultivation. How could this sect be afraid?"

"Today, this sect will defeat your sword intent with its supreme demon body, making you convinced."

"The supreme magic power shook the sky and the earth, the fists fell and shattered!"

Growing low, like a demon roaring.

One punch.

The rolling demonic energy was as dark as ink, sticky as it was, wrapping outside the fist, and the space was trembling and shattered.

boom!

The demon fist, the sword intent bombarded the void, and the powerful force burst out, sweeping across the sky.

The space was trembling and blurry, making people unreal, but the breath was enough to make everyone completely frightened.

Countless monks on the surrounding mountains changed their expressions, and their eyes showed fear and fear.

The sword is in full bloom, and blood flowers bloom.

In a few moments, it dissipated.

The hundred-foot demon body, the scars crisscrossed, and the flesh and blood squirmed and healed rapidly, but they were torn apart by the sword intent left behind by the wound.

Li Chitian was severely injured. Even so, his eyes were still erect, his waist and back were straight, and he was filled with arrogance and unruly.

"Wen Daozi, if you fuse the sword beads, you are still not an enemy of this sect."

"Although this sect is severely damaged, it still has three points of strength, and you are no longer able to continue to take action."

"In this battle, I won the Ten Thousand Demon Sect."

The sound rolls and spreads from afar.

Wen Daozi was supported by the elders of the sect. When he heard this, his pale face looked extremely calm and said lightly: "What fellow Taoist Chi Tian said is right, but this battle was the defeat of my Zixiao Sect."

At this point, he paused slightly, his lips curled up, and he showed sarcasm, "But fellow Taoists now have the strength left, and they may insist on the second battle and still take action."

"If you can't, I don't know who the Wanmo Sect wants to send to fight in the second battle?"

The voice is quite cold.

The magic light on Li Chitian's body flashed, turning into an ordinary person's size, carrying his hands on his back, and having his own style. He heard this and frowned slightly, and felt a faint sense of uneasiness in his heart, but he was immediately suppressed by him.

"Although this sect is self-conceited, it has two or three of the strength left at this moment. I have enough to protect myself, but I can't fight again."

"But today's bet, my Wanmo Sect will win."

"The third battle will be fought by my allies of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect and the Lord of the Extreme Demon Palace."

The words fell and everyone was shocked.

The Jimo Palace is a marginal force in Xizhou. It is adjacent to the Jimo Palace and is both a Demon Sect and has always had close relationships. This time, the Zixiao Sect besieged the mountain gate of the Wanmo Sect. Although the Jimo Palace did not directly intervene, it also secretly put pressure on it to participate in mediation, which prevented the two cultivators from fighting, and the blood flowed into a river and the tragic situation occurred.

Li Chitian spoke at this moment, but it showed a fact that the Extreme Demon Palace had joined forces with the Wanmo Sect to fight against the Zixiao Sect.

"It turns out that there is such a secret in it. No wonder Wanmo Sect is so confident that he should make a bet."

"The situation today will be even more intense, and Zixiao Sect will probably be defeated this time."

"The cultivation of the lonely Taoist in the Extreme Demon Palace is unfathomable. He is also in the same time as the leader of the Ten Thousand Demons and the Master of Zixiao. At this moment, Wen Daozi was seriously injured and unable to fight again. Who can stop the lonely Taoist in Zixiao Sect?"

"If Zixiao Sect cannot find a countermeasure, I am afraid that today's battle will come to an end."

Xiao Chen's face was calm, and at this moment he shook his head slightly, and finally knew the hidden means of Zixiao Sect.

I'm afraid that Li Chitian and other monks of the Wanmo Sect don't know yet, the Jimo Palace has secretly joined forces with Zixiao Sect, and the game in the field is extremely unfavorable to the Wanmo Sect. Seeing Li Xiaoyi and other young disciples of the Demon Sect show excitement, Xiao Chen shook his head in his heart, I'm afraid you won't be able to laugh after waiting.

When Li Chitian announced this news, the disciples of Wanmo Sect were excited, and the monks from all over the world were talking, and the situation was in chaos. As for the disciples of Zixiao Sect, their faces turned pale at this moment, and they could not hide their panic.

But Li Chitian and the elder of Zixiao Sect beside him remained calm, and as his eyes turned, there was a hidden sarcasm.

"Demon Palace, the lonely Taoist?"

Wen Daozi chuckled and shook his head slightly, allowing everyone to discuss it.

After a while, the monk gradually became quiet and found something inappropriate.

It had been a moment since Li Chitian spoke, but no monk from the Extreme Demon Palace appeared. The atmosphere in the field instantly became extremely strange.

Li Xiaoyi and other disciples of Wanmo Sect expressed confusion and looked at each other, all of whom could see that they were uneasy.

Li Chitian's face was gloomy, and a cold light flashed deep in his eyes. The situation was beyond his expectations.

"My Lonely Daoist, please show up quickly and win this battle for my Ten Thousand Demon Sect. This sect is very grateful."

He spoke in a deep voice, but no one responded.

Even those who are stupid in mind can guess that something changes, and their eyes flash and wander.

Wen Daozi's face was calm and he spoke lightly at this moment: "If fellow Taoist Chi Tian cannot find the cultivator in the second battle, then I, Zixiao Sect, will start first."

"Lonely fellow Taoist, I still don't show up at this moment, when will I wait?"

With the blessing of magic power, the sound instantly spreads, and you can hear it within a hundred miles.

As the words fell, eleven breaths suddenly rose, penetrated into the sky, condensing the rolling demon clouds.

In the distance, eleven monks came from the void, all of whom were wide and black robes, with the word "Extreme Demon" embroidered on their chests, and they were the monks in the Extreme Demon Palace.

The head of the lonely Taoist, the Eleventh Yuanying Elder followed and walked forward silently, but it smashed a huge rock in everyone's hearts, causing storm waves.

The Jimo Palace actually chose to cooperate with Zixiao Sect to encircle and suppress the Wanmo Sect!
Chapter completed!