"Suppress me?! Haha, no weapon can suppress me, and I... can suppress all weapons."
The moment Ding Mo stretched out his hand and touched the Dongji Sword with his fingertips, his appearance suddenly changed and turned into another appearance. His body exuded sharp sword energy, as if he had turned into the Dongji Sword at this moment!
Xiao Yan's eyes narrowed slightly when he saw this. As he expected, Ding Mo was no simple sword spirit!
To be precise, it is not a sword spirit at all.
With her long hair dancing behind her, she raised both fingers upward, and a sharp sword energy swept towards Xiao Yan!
Xiao Yan reacted quickly, the Eight Desolate Profound Rulers appeared in his palm, and violent flames poured into the ruler's body.
The one-foot slash was much slower, but it still roared out before the sword energy came.
The flames soared into the sky and collided with the sword energy!
Tsk!
A tearing sound resounded as both sides responded.
Immediately, another sword energy roared towards Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan frowned, the power was astonishing.
Xiao Yan once again waved out a foot to resist, but at the same time he also took out the soul-suppressing flag, and a powerful suction force immediately enveloped the figure in the distance.
His figure was shaken, and he was sucked directly into Xiao Yan's soul-suppressing banner like his soul.
And where it was, only the Dongji Sword was left.
With a slight lift of his finger, the Dongji Sword turned into a streak of light and shot toward Xiao Yan. When he raised his hand, with the jade in his palm, the Dongji Sword disappeared immediately.
The soul-suppressing flag shook again, and Xiao Yan released Ding Mo again. At this time, Ding Mo turned into the white-robed man he first saw.
"Why, seal me if you can't beat me?" Ding Mo snorted and looked at Xiao Yan with disdain.
"We cooperate, you help me for ten thousand years, and I will let you go after ten thousand years, and I will protect you during this period, or I will return you to Hua Can." The corners of Xiao Yan's mouth rose slightly, and the dog's eyelids in his sleeves twitched.
smoke.
"The Killer of Thousand Swords looks more and more like him. What he says is better than what he sings." Gouyan muttered, his eyes went white and he continued to fall asleep.
"Cooperate? Don't lie to me. None of you are good at anything. You just want to control me, drive me, and possess me." Ding Mo snorted coldly.
Xiao Yan listened and felt that what he said was okay, but he felt that something was not right.
"We must do what we say, and it will take ten thousand years, or I can give you to Hua Can in exchange for a favor." Xiao Yan said seriously.
Din Mo's ability can materialize weapons. It does seem a bit bluffing, but in fact it is not very useful.
Xiao Yan wanted to cooperate with him because he wanted to gain his trust, and then he could figure out why Hua Can would not hesitate to entrust him to find him.
"How can I trust you?" Ding Mo hesitated. It was obviously very afraid of Hua Can. It was just a spirit body, so it must have some secret.
"You have no choice. Since you recognize the Dongji Sword, you should be able to guess that I am just a commission from Hua Can to find you. Now that you cooperate with me, I will not hand you over to him."
"..."
Ding Mo's eyes were complicated, which could indeed prove that Xiao Yan and Hua Can knew each other.
"Ten thousand years, okay, just ten thousand years!"
Xiao Yan smiled. He was indeed not coaxing. Ten thousand years is enough time. When the time comes, neither the six-foot golden cicada nor the Ding Mo will stop Xiao Yan from leaving.
However, this method allowed Xiao Yan to avoid many battles and be able to control these existences in a short period of time.
"Can I ask, if you are not the Huacan Sword Spirit, why is he looking for you?" This is Xiao Yan's biggest question.
"Hmph, this Jiuyang Tianzun does not see such justice. In my eyes, he is just a sanctimonious person who wants to take advantage of me." Ding Mo snorted coldly and spoke slowly.
Xiao Yan's eyes narrowed when he heard this, and it seemed that he could get a lot of information about this Jiuyang Tianzun from Ding Mo's mouth.
"Use it for you?" Xiao Yan continued to ask.
"Without me, even Jiuyang Tianzun would not be able to use that magic sword, but every time I use it, it consumes a lot of energy and is almost wiped out." Ding Mo said with an ugly face. Judging from the strength he showed before,
, Din Mo is not a simple sword spirit.
The magic sword can only be wielded by Ding Mo. Jiuyang Tianzun's Hua Can cannot be used alone, so there is no doubt about the power of this magic sword.
"I see... Then if you use these weapons, there shouldn't be any consumption, right?"
Xiao Yan took out the Bahuang Xuanzhong Ruler and displayed it in front of Ding Mo.
Ding Mo raised his finger, and the Bahuang Xuanzhong Ruler was directly out of Xiao Yan's control and flew towards Ding Mo.
clang!
At an extremely fast speed, Ding Mo raised his palm and actually grabbed the Bahuang Xuanzhong Ruler in his hand.
"What a ruler!"
"It has already given birth to a spirit. I think it has been following you for a long, long time. This is the first time I have seen such a huge heavy ruler made entirely of vibranium."
"The material is the best material, it's just a pity..."
Ding Mo held the Bahuang Xuanzhong Ruler and saw that his appearance began to change from a white-robed man to a tall man several meters tall, with black skin and red lines running on it.
It looked as if the Eight Desolate Xuan Zhongzhong had transformed into a human form. He raised his hand and waved, and a heavy shadow of the ruler roared out.
Xiao Yan looked at the whistling Chi Ying, and his eyes suddenly burst out with a strange light.
Not to mention the power, this one-foot swing can already detect the power of some rules with Xiao Yan's current ninth-step strength.
Able to vaguely see the rules contained in the ruler's shadow, Xiao Yan looked at the dark-skinned man a few meters away and immediately extended his palm.
The dark man turned into a black light and roared towards Xiao Yan!
clang!
The Eight Desolate Mysterious Heavy Ruler was transformed into the Eight Desolate Mysterious Heavy Ruler and was held in Xiao Yan's palm. However, the heavy ruler in his hand was trembling uncontrollably at this moment.
Xiao Yan closed his eyes, and for the first time, he felt as if the Eight Desolations Xuan Zhong Ruler had life. The immortal power turned into flames and poured into the Eight Desolations Xuan Zhong Rule.
"Devouring Flame and Running Thunder Ruler!"
This was a fighting skill that Xiao Yan had not used for a long time. He flew into the air, the body of the ruler was so hot, flames surged, and the entire Bahuang Xuanzhong Ruler seemed to melt.
This foot is slashed towards the void of the wormhole!
boom!!!
The waves of fire rising into the sky were still shocking in the midst of nothingness.
It's just that in this wormhole, all energy cannot last forever, and all energy dissipates in an instant.
However, when the fire light dissipated, all the arks trembled and were washed away by a huge force, almost overturning the arks.
All the immortal gods on the ark looked over and saw that although the wormhole had not collapsed, a huge void storm appeared and headed straight for their ark.
boom!
Another foot.
This void storm was created by Xiao Yan, so he can destroy it here.