Yuan Futu nodded, splitting out a force of divine soul like a steel cone and pierced into the filthy blood mass that was constantly changing its shape. Jiuyang Blood Ginseng suddenly let out a miserable scream, and then calmed down.
Just shaking slightly.
The attacks of the Gang Shen Seal are too scattered. If they are concentrated, even if the Perfect Saint Immortal casts defensive magic, they will not be able to completely offset them, and they will definitely be harmed. However, at this time, they can only limit everyone's fierce offensive.
The snake-headed demon and the yellow-clothed saint were the first to break free, and they quickly chased after Yuan Futu, directly following Yuan Futu out of the black volcano and into the hell realm where the ground was covered with mottled cracks and flames were flowing.
"Put down my blood ginseng!" The snake-headed demon relied on its powerful body and was very fast. In an instant, it had approached almost ten feet away. It used the scepter to stab Yuan Futu's vest fiercely.
The power of decay is condensed into one point, but it has the momentum to destroy the world.
The saint in yellow didn't show any signs of weakness. He stepped on the huge flying sword, and at the same time, he clenched his hands into sword fingers and burst out with a bright sword light that struck through the air.
Yuan Futu felt a huge threat. If he was hit, he would be seriously injured even if he was not dead. However, within these ten feet, he was already the real overlord, because the absolute realm had quietly extended.
A scepter, a sword finger, and two killing moves came together, but they were broken abruptly in front of Yuan Futu, thus changing the trajectory. This did not change the flow of time, but the use of the power of space.
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Yuan Futu took a deep breath. This pair of realm forces was greatly depleted, especially since the other party was very strong.
The rotten power on the scepter and the sword fingers all passed along his side, which shocked the snake-headed demon and the yellow-clothed saint. This was completely beyond common sense, but they did not feel any immortality at all.
signs of application of the law.
But at this time, there was no time to think too much. The snake-headed demon had already rushed forward and pierced the scepter shrouded in the gray light that symbolized decay.
Yuan Futu felt an aura of defeat coming towards his face, and his whole body seemed to be trapped in it, suffering the consequences of the cycle of seasons. However, his spirit was strong enough and he would not fall into it. Suddenly, a mouthful of simple and simple medicine appeared in his hand.
Flying sword, purple-black light condenses on the tip of the sword.
"break!"
With a command, the Human Emperor's ancient sword also fell down.
boom!
The snake-headed demon was directly knocked away, and the power of decay on the scepter also dispersed. It widened its eyes and saw that a crack was cut in the void in front of it. This is something that only a saint-level powerhouse can do.
to the point.
"Holy Immortal Artifact?!" The Saint Immortal in Yellow was quite excited when he saw the Ancient Sword of the Human Emperor. Its value is almost equal to that of Nine Yang Blood Ginseng. Even in the realm of a first-class fairyland, if you want to find a Saint-level
Immortal weapons are also very difficult, and he is a swordsman, so this flying sword is perfect for him.
As he thought to himself, a look of greed appeared in his eyes.
"Do you want to take it away? I'm afraid you don't have the ability!" Yuan Futu snorted. Since he dared to show his weapon, he must be confident enough to kill the two of them. At present, most of the saints are still suppressed by their souls.
Trapped in the black volcano, the effect of the Tiangang Divine Seal could still last for a while, so he had to take the opportunity to escape.
The saint in yellow kicked one foot, took the giant sword back into his hand, and shouted: "Kill! Kill! Kill! Absolutely!"
One word at a time, these four words were read, as if tens of thousands of years had passed, but the saint in yellow felt like eternity, and the ancient pattern of the four words appeared on the giant sword, from shallow to dark.
, and finally released tens of thousands of brilliance, and the sword roar erupted from it, huge, dull, long and deep, as if it was blessed by infinite divine power.
Yuan Futu couldn't help but gasp, wondering if this was his immortal magic. It was more powerful than the effects of advanced divine patterns, and seemed to be blessed by the thoughts of some kind of god.
This is like visualizing with the divine soul. Yuan Futu visualizes the Supreme Immortal Lord, which can quickly restore the divine soul. This can be understood as the manifestation of the immortal, and the principle of his immortal magic is the same. No wonder there is a divine soul on such a huge sword.
There are no lines either.
Those four extremely bright runes appeared on it, and vast divine power spread from them. Yuan Futu was mistaken. This guy was obviously much more powerful than the snake-headed demon. He had to retain his strength before, probably in order to deal with this situation.
Condition.
call!
The giant sword struck and was in front of him in an instant.
Yuan Futu narrowed his eyes, took a few steps back, and at the same time brandished the Human Emperor's Ancient Sword.
The two collided, and they were evenly matched. After all, Yuan Futu's realm power cultivation had not yet reached the realm of the Saint Immortal. He relied entirely on this Saint-level flying sword and the Heaven Burying Sword Technique, otherwise he would have been defeated in a single encounter.
"What a waste of natural resources, I will accept this magical weapon!"
Just when the holy immortal in yellow was about to make a killing move, a wave of decaying power fell from the sky. The snake-headed demon had a ferocious face and roared like crazy: "The immortal weapon and the Nine-Yang Blood Ginseng belong to me. If you dare to steal them, I will take them from you."
life!"
"The ghost lingers!"
The holy immortal in yellow spat, and the giant sword danced in the air. The world power stimulated by the immortal magic seemed to have gathered to its peak, making a boundless and domineering sound, like the God of Thunder wielding his giant hammer, with rumbling power.
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"Good opportunity, kill that immortal cultivator first!" The ancestor of Donghuang shouted.
Yuan Futu understood this, and the Ancient Human Emperor Sword stabbed towards his chest with the tip of the Sky Burying Sword. Black fine cracks suddenly appeared on the left and right sides of the sword blade.
The saint in yellow stamped his feet, and the giant sword seemed to melt in his hands, leaving only the four talismans, emitting brilliant golden light, suspended around him. In just an instant, the boundless power of decay was washed away.
The whole thing is in disarray.
The snake-headed demon turned pale with fright, and wanted to temporarily avoid the sharp attack, but one of the talismans with the word "kill" engraved on it soared into the sky. It was more powerful and powerful than any immortal weapon and magic, and penetrated through its extremely powerful body.
The demon screamed in agony. It wanted to snatch the treasure, but the injuries it sustained were too severe and it couldn't help but flee in panic.
At the same time, the holy immortal in yellow punched the incomparable urn, and the light suddenly shrouded the ancient sword of the Emperor.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, the Juezi Urn was nearly shattered by the shock, and Yuan Futu also flew backwards, his entire right arm numb.
"His real immortal weapon is not that giant sword, but these four talismans, which are in harmony with his immortal magic. Their power is no less than that of a saint-level immortal weapon. You have to be careful!"
The ancestor of Donghuang saw clearly and warned him in time.