At this moment, Long Qianzu felt that he was the most invincible.
With the Colorful Glazed Pagoda in hand, he has the most powerful magic weapon.
Although Long Qianzu is considered one of the demon kings in the Mysterious Dragon Realm, he is not the strongest demon king because he has not yet been able to suppress the other two demon kings, but now he finally can do it.
A mouthful of blood essence was quickly sprayed onto the Seven-Colored Glazed Pagoda, and he used a secret method to control the Seven-Colored Glazed Pagoda's magic weapon. In an instant, the magic weapon was floating on Long Qianzu's head.
"Long Qianzu, you actually secretly learned the secret method of refining magic weapons. You hide it so well. It seems that the last time you broke into the secret realm, you took everything." King Kong cursed loudly.
"You damn monkey, no one is stupider than you. The last time I went to the secret realm, I did use you as a knife. How can you imagine that I have stolen all the good things there, and this
The treasure for refining the magic weapon was obtained in that secret realm. Aren't you very greedy and envious? It's a pity that you don't have that fate."
There was a crash.
The Colorful Glazed Tower was immediately knocked down.
King Vajra's six arms lifted up, and with a loud rumbling sound, the whole person was instantly knocked into the ground.
"Don't you claim to be strong? In front of my colorful glazed tower, you are nothing."
Long Qianzu's eyes glanced directly at the demon shadow.
The Colorful Glazed Tower started up again and smashed down again. With a loud roar, the demonic figure was also smashed into the ground.
"Trash is just trash, fragile trash."
Long Qianzu laughed and said, "Holy Lord, are you surrendering or resisting now? I want you to say a word."
From getting the Colorful Glazed Tower to refining, to defeating King Kong and the Demon Shadow, this scene happened too fast.
It was so fast that everyone present had no time to recover, and was replaced by fear and uneasiness.
Originally, Long Qianzu was very strong, but now that he had this magic weapon, his strength could not be ignored. He didn't even see the Vajra King and the demon shadow, and he was beaten down as soon as they met.
If it were them, they would definitely die.
"If you want me to surrender, then you must also have this strength."
The Holy Lord has no intention of surrendering.
"Then I'll make it happen for you."
The colorful glazed tower roared down again.
"You can get the magic weapon, but don't I, the Holy Lord, have no magic weapon?"
The Holy Lord snorted coldly and released a magic weapon.
This is a bead, the size of a fist.
After the beads flew out, they burst into light, thus blocking the attack of the Colorful Glazed Tower.
"Holy Lord, you really are hiding something good. You even have a defensive magic weapon in your hand. You are finally willing to take it out and use it. I thought you could hide it for the rest of your life."
Long Qianzu only showed a slight surprise, and then controlled the colorful glazed colors and blasted them down again and again.
"I want to see how much you can withstand it. Even if your magic weapon has strong defense, you are still a scumbag in front of the Colorful Glazed Pagoda."
Bang bang bang bang bang bang.
Not only did Long Qianzu control the Colorful Glazed Tower to attack the Holy Lord, but he also pounced on him with his remaining 17 arms.
"Young Master Lin, what should we do now? I didn't expect that Long Qianzu actually got a magic weapon, and it was also a magic weapon left by the ancestor."
Even if the Long Qian clan obtained the magic weapon, it was actually able to be completely refined in a short period of time. Although it could not exert its true power, the power of the magic weapon alone made the Vajra King and the Demon Shadow defeated in one fell swoop.
Now it seems that the Holy Lord cannot escape this fate.
"Don't worry, Long Qianzu will be in trouble soon. Didn't you realize that the power of the ancestor's magic weapon, the Colorful Glazed Pagoda, is very average? This is completely incompatible with the status of the ancestor." Lin Fei laughed, very
Calm.
Ye Zixuan thought about it for a while, and it seemed that this was indeed the case.
Although this magic weapon is very powerful, it can defeat the Vajra King and the Demonic Shadow in one go, and even puts the Holy Lord under great pressure.
But I always feel that this magic weapon is not as powerful and earth-shattering as the legend says.
The smart Ye Zixuan seemed to understand something.
The Holy Lord relies on the defense of the beads to constantly resist the attacks of the Colorful Glazed Tower.
Long Qianzu didn't realize that while he was attacking the Holy Lord, his mood also fluctuated greatly, and his whole person almost fell into anger.
The 17 arms are constantly slapping at each other, and any blow can easily kill an innate master, or even a Qi master.
But now he actually can't break through the bead's defense.
"Holy Lord, I will definitely beat you to death. Your broken beads can't stop the attack of my Seven-Colored Glazed Tower. I'll let you see the true power of the Seven-Colored Glazed Tower."
After attacking wildly for a while, Long Qianzu saw that he could not break through the defense of the bead. Without saying a word, he spat out a mouthful of blood again and directly pushed the colorful glazed tower.
This time the colorful light shined brightly, and even a virtual shadow appeared.
As soon as the phantom appeared, everyone's breathing became rapid, as if a huge mountain had appeared in their hearts, weighing them down and unable to relax.
"That's the phantom of the ancestor."
A master from the Holy Land shouted and immediately knelt down.
It was an ancient figure.
As soon as the phantom of the ancestor appeared, the power of the colorful glazed tower immediately increased dramatically.
The Holy Lord's defensive beads finally couldn't bear it anymore.
After countless ripples, it was finally blasted away, and the Holy Lord was severely injured.
All the defenses were broken in front of the colorful glazed tower, and the Holy Master was hit by a huge pillar.
"See, you are overestimating your capabilities. I already have the Seven-Colored Glazed Pagoda, a treasure left by our ancestors. How can you fight with me?"
Long Qianzu laughed, and the colorful glazed tower in his hand shone brighter.
"Now your life and death is in my hands. You must either surrender or be killed by me with one blow."
The seriously injured Holy Lord looked pale, but at this moment he burst out laughing, and knelt on the ground with a plop, his hands spread out as if he were prostrating himself on the ground.
"Welcome to the First Ancestor."
As soon as the Holy Lord finished speaking, Long Qianzu's expression changed slightly.
"What do you mean by this? Isn't the ancestor already dead? Is he still alive?"
"Hahahahaha, who said I'm dead? I'm the ancestor and will never die. Your body is quite good, and you have 18 arms that are just right for me to seize your body."
A golden light flashed out from the colorful glazed tower and disappeared directly into Long Qianzu's mind.
"Hand over your body and let me use your body to conquer the world."