Long Xiaoshan's heart was shaken. The Tiger Soul Sword was his magical weapon, and it contained his spiritual consciousness.
Now the Tiger Soul Sword has been pinched by Ancestor Guiming to create cracks.
This is a top-notch magic weapon.
How hard.
It was actually pinched open by Guiming Ancestor with his bare hands.
While he was shocked in his heart, Long Xiaoshan was also extremely heartbroken. Although the tiger sword had not followed him for a long time, only a few months, he had also followed him and fought illustriously.
Provoke the three great masters, enter the wasteland world, and kill Yin Wei.
There are no unknown people who died under the tiger sword.
Kaka!
The cracks on the tiger sword are getting bigger and bigger.
The phantom of the ancient demon tiger in the void also kept wailing, distorted and blurred.
die!
Long Xiaoshan was furious, his eyebrows split open, and at the same time, a huge divine flower appeared above his head, and its petals kept opening outwards, growing and growing.
A golden beam of light shot out from between his eyebrows.
It instantly hit the ghost ancestor who was very close at hand.
Ouch!
Ancestor Guiming howled, the fire in his eyes was beating crazily, and the evil energy rolling around his body was endless.
Bang!
He slapped Long Xiaoshan away with one palm and covered his head.
Long Xiaoshan vomited several mouthfuls of blood.
Ancestor Guiming howled angrily: "Boy, how dare you hurt my ancestor's soul."
Ancestor Guiming was a remnant soul that escaped from Kunlun's Four Ultimate Sword Formation. His soul was severely damaged. After hundreds of years of hard work, most of it was restored, but it was struck by Long Xiaoshan's divine light of punishment.
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Long Xiaoshan's soul is comparable to innateness.
This magical power directly tore a gap in Gui Ming's soul, making Gui Ming almost want to vomit blood.
Originally, if his soul was completely restored, he would only need to refine his body into the body of the Corpse King. By then, his strength would be even better than before, and he would have to settle the accounts with Kunlun and other Taoist sects.
Unexpectedly, an ant in his eye hurt his soul again.
Gui Ming was completely furious.
The ten golden claws swung like sword blades, leaping over fiercely, trying to tear Long Xiaoshan apart completely.
When Long Xiaoshan saw this, he didn't even have time to swallow the medicine. He immediately condensed the divine flower, and his eyebrows and the sky eye shot out a golden light again.
Wow——
Ancestor Guiming let out a strange scream, and his body twisted and rolled out in an awkward manner. He was passed by the golden light. He rolled on the ground several times before standing up in fear.
His soul was already injured, and if he was struck by the divine light of punishment again, he would probably have to lie down for hundreds of years to recover.
"Boy..."
Ancestor Guiming gnashed his teeth, wishing he could swallow Long Xiaoshan's flesh and blood alive.
Why does this little brat use so many tricks and tricks?
First it was the Dharma, then it was the True Essence, and now it produced such a terrifying divine soul golden light that even an old monster like Ancestor Guiming, who had lived for hundreds of years, couldn't stand it anymore.
If he really wanted to fight, he would definitely kill Long Xiaoshan.
But the price paid was too high.
Kill a Long Xiaoshan and let him lie there for hundreds of years. Who knows what will happen outside by then.
What's more, those who have never tasted it don't know what it feels like to hide in a tomb that has never seen the light of day for hundreds of years.
But I was really unwilling to let Long Xiaoshan go. Not to mention that his identity had been exposed. This boy was the Holy Son of Buddhism. The Dragon Group, like the Xuanwei Division of the Qing Dynasty, was responsible for monitoring the Hidden Sect and was a court eagle dog.
Once we let them leave, I'm afraid there will be many twists and turns.
He didn't want to be attacked again.
The ghostly light in the eyes of Ancestor Guiming was flickering, and Long Xiaoshan was also extremely alert. His eyes between his brows were locked tightly on Ancestor Guiming. His magical power was not unlimited. Even if he condensed the divine flowers, he could only release seven or eight of them at most.
The light of divine punishment.
Ancestor Guiming had already dodged one just now.
It shows that he is still able to avoid the second and third attacks.
So he must not use it lightly.
The two sides seemed to be in a stalemate.
No one wants to make the first move.
Time passed by minute by second, and suddenly, there was a thunderous sound. When Long Xiaoshan and Guiming Ancestor were in a stalemate, the battle between Arhat Faxiang and Blood God Son over there broke the deadlock.
Although the Son of Blood God has immortal magic power.
But if you encounter Buddhist magical powers, you will eventually suffer a disadvantage.
In addition, Long Xiaoshan's soul is no worse than his innate soul, and the condensed Dharma has unparalleled power in subduing demons.
He actually seized the opportunity, stepped on the Blood God Son, grabbed his head, and tore off the Blood God Son's head. The Blood God Son struggled wildly, but the Arhat's hands were filled with golden light, and the eight heavenly dragons turned into golden chains.
Surrounding the remains of the Blood God Son, suppressing it tightly.
Ancestor Guiming's face turned pale, and his aura actually weakened a bit.
The Son of Blood God is the incarnation of his life and death.
It can be said to be part of his body.
Now, the Son of Blood God has been hit hard, and his mind has been implicated, causing Patriarch Guiming to be hurt as well.
Long Xiaoshan locked on Ancestor Guiming tightly, and any changes he made could not be hidden from his eyes. Seeing Ancestor Guiming's aura weakening at that moment, Long Xiaoshan immediately knew that the opportunity had come.
Roared wildly.
The celestial eye between the eyebrows blasted out three golden lights in succession.
Ancestor Guiming secretly shouted that he was not good at it and evaded hastily.
He secretly hated it extremely.
No matter how hard you calculate, you can't imagine that there is a huge gap between the newly condensed Blood God Son and the Blood God Son he used to be. He didn't expect that the Blood God Son who threatened the Hidden Sect back then would actually be defeated by a Dharma Appearance.
puff!
A golden light was barely avoided by him.
The second golden light followed closely behind.
Ancestor Guiming let out a strange cry, but after all, he was just a little bit short. He was struck by the golden light, his whole body was shaken, and he froze in mid-air for a moment.
The third golden light came.
It hit Patriarch Guiming directly on the head.
Ancestor Guiming fell from the sky as if having an epileptic seizure, trembling violently.
Long Xiaoshan was panting, and the pain between his brows felt like tearing.
Just now, in order to seize the opportunity, he desperately activated his magical power. Using it three times in a row and slowly using it one at a time are completely different concepts. Just like if you run fast and run for a hundred meters, you may run out of breath, but if you jog for a thousand meters, you will be out of breath.
It's like nothing serious.
After the divine flower dissipated, Long Xiaoshan immediately closed his eyes, grabbed a hundred-god pill and swallowed it.
As the medicine came in, the stinging pain between my eyebrows eased a bit.
He immediately grabbed a sword from the space ring and struck it towards Ancestor Guiming. Although Ancestor Guiming was hit by his divine light of punishment, Long Xiaoshan did not believe that this old monster could be killed so easily.
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Now is the time to take advantage of his illness and kill him.
This sword is Yin Wei's sword, and it is also a top-quality magical weapon. The tiger sword was damaged, and Long Xiaoshan had no choice but to change his weapon.
Activate all the remaining true energy.
Cut it down with one sword.
bite!
Sparks flew everywhere, and Yin Wei's sword cut into the neck of Patriarch Guiming, leaving only a white mark.
So perverted.
Unexpectedly, in this defenseless state, he tried his best to chop with the best magic weapon, but it could only leave a white mark. Long Xiaoshan gritted his teeth and raised his sword to chop at the neck of Patriarch Guiming continuously.
After more than a dozen sword strikes, he finally cut off his neck.
But at this moment.
Ancestor Guiming suddenly opened his eyes and jumped up. Long Xiaoshan was shocked and quickly retreated. Ancestor Guiming turned into a black light, rushed into the stone wall and disappeared.
