Xiao Heiru seemed to have fallen into madness. After killing the ghost of the Nine Tribulations Scattered Demon with one strike, he summoned the Dark Sky Sword and went towards the god-refining monk.
The god-refining stage monk felt depressed in his heart. Xiao Hei had been on par with him before, but now after using his innate magical power, he was no match for him. He could not instantly kill a Nine Tribulations master as powerful as Ghost.
In desperation, the monks in the god-refining stage had to rely on constant teleportation to evade. At this point in the battle between several major forces, they all suffered heavy losses. Everyone chose to retreat and no longer engage in unnecessary fighting.
The cultivators of gods, cultivators of demons, and the demon clan are all convinced that the cultivators of immortals have suffered such heavy losses this time, and it is impossible for another family to monopolize the prosperous and prosperous star field of cultivating immortals. It is time to sit down and have a good talk.
"Recall this monster quickly! Otherwise, don't blame me for being cruel!"
The god-refining stage monk was furious when he was chased by Xiao Hei. He shouted loudly in the air, the meaning was obvious——
Whose family raised this guy and take him back quickly, otherwise, I will launch a powerful attack to kill him.
Everyone thought that the monk in the god refining stage had been forced to a dead end to brag like this. If there was a special move, how could he wait until now. But Zheng Lin did not dare to gamble with Xiao Hei's life, and Xiao Hei seemed to
There was no need to push others into too much embarrassment, so Zheng Lin teleported out directly and rushed to Xiao Hei, hoping to take him back. However, at this time, Xiao Hei seemed to be in a murderous situation, and when he saw Zheng Lin, he
It was a sword that swiped at so fast that Zheng Lin had no idea that Xiao Hei would attack him, so he couldn't dodge it.
The Mingkong Sword hit Zheng Lin hard on the waist, and his suit suddenly erupted with colorful divine light. Even so, Zheng Lin spurted blood and was swept away ten thousand meters.
But Xiao Hei, who was holding the Mingkong Sword, continued to kill the god-refining monk, with a determined attitude.
Zheng Lin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, secretly scolded Xiao Hei for being crazy, and then stopped trying to stop him to avoid being attacked again.
If it weren't for the armor's defense, the blow just now was enough to kill any master in the world of immortality immediately. It's no wonder that the cultivator in the god-refining stage only dared to hide and not block, and couldn't block it at all. At this time, the Mingkong Sword was as if it was always coming.
It will explode with multiple attacks, and its sharpness is too strong.
After being chased for a while, the god-refining stage monk saw that no one could take Xiao Hei away and that he could not escape. His heart trembled, and all his divine power crazily attacked the folding fan in his hand, causing a burst of divine light to flash, making it extremely dazzling.
Then, the monk in the god refining stage threw the folding fan back and shot it straight towards Xiao Hei. How could Xiao Hei be afraid of him? He threw the Ming Kong Sword to meet him without thinking. When the Ming Kong Sword hit that person hard,
When folding the fan, not only did the divine light not fade away as before, but it increased even more, and at the same time, a burst of divine power burst out, surging in the space and suppressing everyone's hearts.
When the divine light shone, the Dark Sky Sword was knocked away by Xiao Hei, and ten meters above the folding fan, a little boy with a stern expression appeared.
The little boy's whole body was made up of divine energy, with only a red bellyband covering his body, but his eyes were as sharp as a knife.
When the little boy just appeared, Zheng Lin felt something strange in his dantian. It turned out that the weapon spirit of his life lock also opened its eyes.
At this time, Zheng Lin became alert. The little boy floating in the air was very similar to the weapon spirit of his life lock. He was obviously the weapon spirit of an artifact. Zheng Lin had seen the powerful strength of the artifact spirit, even if it was a series of spirits.
Such a powerful strength is not worth mentioning in the eyes of the artifact spirit. This kind of conscious artifact spirit should not exist in the world of immortality at all.
At this time, Zheng Lin couldn't care about so much anymore, and quickly teleported to Xiao Hei, trying to call him back, but Xiao Hei didn't appreciate it at all, and retaliated with Zheng Lin with another sword, making Zheng Lin hide away.
Still worried about Xiao Hei.
However, Xiao Hei did not fail to pursue Zheng Lin as he did with the god-refining monk. After repelling Zheng Lin, he fearlessly carried the Mingkong Sword and attacked the folding fan with divine energy.
spirit.
The expression of the folding fan weapon spirit remained unchanged. He created a set of mysterious seal patterns with both hands on his chest, and pushed it out against Xiao Hei's Mingkong Sword. The seal pattern grew bigger and bigger, and in the blink of an eye it became
A huge, rapidly rotating yin-yang fish came with a majestic power and swallowed up Xiao Hei and the Mingkong Sword in the blink of an eye.
In this situation, the weapon spirit of Life Lock was used against ice spirits, and Zheng Lin couldn't help but feel gloomy.
After the Yin-Yang fish sucked Xiao Hei in, it began to stir continuously. After a while, it suddenly exploded, and Xiao Hei also broke through.
However, Xiao Hei looked very dazed after the breakthrough, and the third eye between his eyebrows was tightly closed, and his innate magical power was forcibly terminated. But the folding fan weapon spirit did not give up, and formed seals with both hands again,
Pushed towards Xiao Hei again.
All the experts watching the battle exclaimed. If Xiao Hei was hit again, he would definitely die.
Zheng Lin also knew how powerful it was, so he teleported in front of Xiao Hei without thinking, and the spinning Yin-Yang fish also hit him.
No accident happened. The Yin-Yang fish swallowed Xiao Hei and Zheng Lin together. Zheng Lin felt that the world was hanging upside down, his soul began to tremble violently, and the power of the soul began to decompose.
What the Folding Fan Artifact Spirit produces is a divine art, and its power cannot be resisted by a master in the world of immortality, not even a top master.
Xiao Ling, who was watching the battle, and several demon kings were dispatched at the same time, all trying to launch attacks to disperse the ever-expanding Yin-Yang Fish.
However, just as they were about to set off, the Yin-Yang fish exploded again, and a pink-looking baby boy appeared on the spot.
When Zheng Lin was in the most critical situation, the life-locking weapon spirit naturally would not sit idly by. After he was dispatched, he waved his hand to scatter the Yin-Yang fish, and led Zheng Lin and Xiao Hei out of the trap. At this time, Zheng Lin was holding on with lingering fear.
Xiao Hei looked confused.
After the life-locking weapon spirit appeared, his expression was solemn. Before Zheng Lin could give the order, he shouted loudly and flew towards the folding fan weapon spirit.
What stunned everyone was that the battle between the two artifact spirits did not show any strong momentum fluctuations. It was like a fight between two little boys in the world. You grabbed my arm and I grabbed your hair...
Everyone, Zheng Lin and the god-refining-stage monk felt a chill. They were going to witness an earth-shattering battle, but they didn't expect it to be such a funny situation.
After the two weapon spirits fought for a while, both were out of breath. After a short rest, they became entangled again, neither of them willing to admit defeat.
Zheng Lin tried to take back his own weapon spirit, but it had no effect at all, and the god-refining stage monk also had a wry smile on his face. It was obvious that he could not take back his folding fan weapon spirit, so he could only wait for the two of them to be exhausted.
However, the two weapon spirits got angry while fighting each other, and the folding fan weapon spirit actually bit the life-locking weapon spirit's ear with its mouth.
How could the Life-Lock Artifact Spirit be willing to suffer a loss? He didn't even make a sound of pain, but tightly wrapped his hands around the neck of the Folding Fan Artifact Spirit, and then the Life-Lock Artifact Spirit bit the Folding Fan Artifact Spirit's chin.
Everyone present could feel that the divine energy in the bodies of the two weapon spirits was flowing rapidly, bulging here and there, as if they were devouring each other's divine energy.
But after a period of time, it seemed that the solution was still inextricable. The life-lock weapon spirit waved its small hand towards Zheng Lin's position, and the life-lock body flew out of Zheng Lin's dantian and hit the folding fan hard.