The female saint king wearing a unicorn robe said: "The weapon spirit is the weapon spirit after all. Without the control of the military master, even if you have the ability to reach heaven and earth, you will still be imprisoned in the mysterious weapons."
"We have seen through your weakness a long time ago. If you don't dare to come forward, we will force you to lead you forward!"
"It's over, it's over."
Luo Manping forced himself to sacrifice the Dharma, and pushed his palm horizontally to save Luo Tianfeng.
However, that man was one of the old king's right-hand men, and he was a powerful monk who could be called a holy king.
The knife was so fast and hard that there was no chance at all.
Especially after the other party quietly touched the leader's side.
Not to mention that Luo Manping couldn't be saved, even Tu Shanjun couldn't be saved without being involved.
Keng.
Gold and stone clash.
The sparks are flying like the setting sun and the moon, and like the boundless glow of twilight. It is so brilliant that people can indulge in it, but it is also so dazzling that people dare not look directly at it.
It seems that anyone who dares to look at the sparks will be pierced by the holy energy and the divine light will gouge out the splendor and color of his eyes.
Luo Tianya stared at the knife that blocked him.
That is a magic weapon.
The entire great religion only has five divine weapons.
One in the north and one in the south. The leader has one, the clan elders have one, and the ancestors have one. Of course, the magic weapons in their hands are incomparable to those in the hands of the ancestors.
People have different levels of cultivation, and soldiers have different levels of strength and weakness.
But even the weakest magic weapon is definitely not something ordinary people can possess.
If we say that the holy soldiers can become immortal through the ages and contain boundless magic power, they can turn rivers and seas upside down when activated, and they can shatter the stars and suppress the paradise of heaven and earth.
Then the divine weapons are acquired gods.
If divinity can be born and a god can be born, he can step into the world of mortals and suppress a starry sky and universe.
The divine weapons cannot be commanded except by Taoist rulers.
Even a weak magic weapon is an extremely sharp and terrifying treasure.
Each one can transform an ordinary great sage into a holy king. If he is a holy king himself and holds a magic weapon, his combat power will be unimaginable.
Just like that weapon spirit.
With the magic weapon in hand, his tactics evolved and he defeated the Four Saints with one force.
He had thought that the divine weapon would fall into Luo Tianfeng's hands.
Because Luo Tianpeng died, the divine weapon crystal soul would definitely be taken away by Luo Tianfeng. However, under the burial nails of the God Burial Clan, even though Luo Tianfeng had boundless magic power, he could only suppress his own injuries first and could not take action.
It was impossible to block his sword even by activating the magic weapon.
Therefore, he seized this opportunity.
As long as Luo Tianfeng's head can be chopped off, without the weapon master, the red-haired demonic artifact spirit is nothing more than a weapon no matter how powerful it is.
Letting weapons kill people by themselves is undoubtedly a fantasy.
Even other weapon-spirited treasures still need a master who is in charge of the weapon.
However, at this moment, the divine weapon crystal soul was standing in front of him.
The person holding the magic weapon was a strong and majestic man in a robe, who looked like a king and a hero. He held a magic sword and blocked Luo Tianya's long sword.
The two swords carve each other.
The divine sword Crystal Soul slashed three inches in, almost splitting the holy sword into two halves.
"You're not dead?!"
Luo Tianya was shocked.
How could the Heavenly King's plan not succeed? Moreover, with Luo Tianfeng's temperament, he would definitely wipe out Zuo Tianwang's lineage and leave no one alive.
Even if this move will weaken the strength of the great religion, who cares whether the power that does not belong to them is related to the balance of the great religion.
Not to mention that Luo Tianfeng boasted that he had mastered the magic medicine, which could change his destiny and bring him back to life, thereby conflicting with the realm of Tao Lord. As long as the great religion had Tao Lord again, the losses in the past would be nothing.
With the divine power of the Tao Lord, he can suppress the four directions, grant him the title of marquis and worship the king.
Luo Tianpeng's eyes are full of spirituality but he has no sanity. With the blessing of divine weapons, Luo Tianpeng's tyrannical intelligence is like the ancient Kunpeng resurrected and wielding golden claws, tearing the sky and shattering the earth. He protects Luo Tianfeng, who is holding the flag, behind him, and evolves the holy law to bully the enemy.
The approaching Luo Tianya forced him to retreat.
"Where are you looking?"
A somewhat hoarse voice resounded in the ethereal air.
The female holy king suddenly came back to her senses.
The weapon spirit in front of me didn't know when it separated into three sides.
It's like three sides in one.
The robes on his body have also been transformed into standard crown robes, just like a king going on a military expedition.
The iron rod in your hand leads to prosperity.
With one blow, her peerless holy weapon chain shield shattered, and her body was also hit.
The body-protecting aura could not withstand it at all. Her body shattered in an instant and blood escaped, dyeing the robe red and outlining her exquisite body. However, the weapon spirit struck out again without wavering.
The three-phase Dharmakaya is of the same body.
The scriptures on ascending to immortality are finally turning around.
The Holy King is majestic and the demonic flames are raging.
Now it seems that Tushanjun is no longer the demon lord who came out of the abyss, but the divine king and immortal king sitting in the ninth heaven.
The three dharma are integrated into one, and the demonic will and war dharma are embedded in the Buddha. He sits and watches the rise and fall of the sky, covering the boundless world of mortals. He is responsible for the rotation of yin and yang, and the grinding of the road.
It is clear that this is a stick, but it makes people see the supreme punch. The punch's intention comes from Jiuyou and seems to be from Jiutian.
It was a kind of mysterious black, with the power to swallow up the sky and the earth.
The fist rises and shakes the sun and the moon, and the mind trembles and shakes the stars.
There was emptiness and silence in the space, not that it was stabilized, but that it was swallowed up and refined.
The unbroken and lifeless thing was refined into a dead void, and at the same time, even the flying ring was shattered by this 'fist'.
The two golden rings are peerless holy weapons. They possess the seal carvings of the Great Law and contain the immortal true meaning. However, they were shattered by a punch. The owner of the golden rings tried his best to avoid it.
"kill!"
The female saint king in the unicorn robe did not flinch at all and evolved her tactics to face the incoming punch.
No surprise.
The holy blood is shed again.
The entire arm of the female holy king was completely crushed by the three-in-one magic weapon.
The female holy king's face turned pale.
The Holy Soldier was beaten to death, which had backfired on her, and now her body was torn apart. Even the Qilin Holy Robe could not withstand it. She was now in rags, her crown was shattered, and her hair was disheveled. She was in a miserable state.
That is to say, she is truly a strong person. When she leaves the great sect, she can be honored as a Holy King. Otherwise, she might be killed by that punch.
At this moment, she finally realized why the four great sages could still be suppressed by this person with their combined strength.
This weapon spirit is basically a monster, a being even more terrifying than the geniuses of those great clans.
Tu Shanjun felt the cold sword light coming from behind him and continued to attack without turning around.
A blue-white ghost hand protruded from the turbid and chaotic mist above his head. The ghost hand hung down like a blue sky and turned into a fist.
He punched out, as if people could see the path of reincarnation emerging in front of them, and then they saw the peerless holy weapon in Luo Tianya's hand being broken in half under this punch.
puff.
Luo Tianya vomited blood.
He looked at the severed knife in his hand in disbelief.
It is true that the long sword was cut into three inches in the battle between the magic weapons, but it should not be so fragile. It was actually beaten in half by the unknown magic.
Just unbelievable.
He has never encountered such a monk in so many years. No, this is not a monk at all, this is a weapon.
"Damn, damn Luo Tianfeng!"
Violence and jealousy appeared in Luo Tianya's eyes.
If he had a magic weapon, if this strange ancient treasure was his, maybe he would be the winner today, and maybe even the old king might not be his opponent.
His eyes looked over.
Then he quickly shook his head.
It's impossible. Although the King of Heaven is old, he is terrifyingly strong.
At present, the weapon spirit has used all its methods, including the treasures and spells to enhance strength. Basically, these two trump cards are the limit of the Holy King. Even though the weapon spirit has suppressed the six of them, in fact, after this hard battle, he has no chance of winning.
.
It can only be defeated and become a convenient weapon.
Luo Tianya seemed to have anticipated the scene in the future when the old king would take charge of the Xuan Bing.
"kill!"
The fighting still continues.
The divine weapon's sky strike suddenly fell.
He was going to tear open Luo Tianya's sea of consciousness and capture his soul.
Luo Tianya couldn't avoid it and couldn't help but sacrifice the Dharma.
Floating like a great mountain and ancient stars above mountains and rivers.
The immortal Shura battle body expelled the power of destroying the heaven and the earth, making the ten thousand-foot-long Dharma form seem to be able to pick up the stars and the moon, and brazenly fought with the blue-white ghost hands. Each punch and palm turned into two big stars that collided.
The female Saint King also found the right opportunity to take action.
The great realm of Dharma has arrived.
During the joint battle between the two holy kings, black-red blood appeared at the corner of Tushanjun's mouth, and his clothes became more mottled.
He didn't know whose flesh, blood, and bones were on the heavenly strike stick. He no longer had the energy to continue paying attention. He only knew that in the fierce battle, he crushed the holy king's dharma image.
The Holy Queen fell with a broken leg, shattering a series of mountains and hills, and fell thousands of miles before she could stop herself. However, there was no movement for a long time, and even if she did not die, she was seriously injured and was on the verge of losing her life.
Luo Tianya worked hard but finally got no chance.
He was filled with grief and anger but could only roar furiously.
Luo Tianya, whose chest and five internal organs were shattered by the divine fist, vomited out the fragments of his internal organs. He struggled for a long time without getting up from the ground. Even if he got up slightly, he would fall down again.
The heavy sound silenced the earth.
Suppress the two saint kings with force and kill the four great saints alive!
Like a demon lord, like a god.
The head is majestic.
Red hair dances wildly.
Tu Shanjun, who looked indifferent, did not move forward.
"Those who cross the line will be killed without mercy!"
The hoarse ghost finally gave his verdict.
It is like a divine chasm on the sky wall, cutting off the long road between the saints and the magical medicine.
Luo Tianya gritted his teeth and yelled, he had fallen into the opponent's design from the beginning.
He thought he could sneak attack the soldier master, but he was intimidated by the resurrected Luo Tianpeng. When he reacted, the Great Sage Jinqi was almost unable to fight back, so he could only return to rescue him, but he did not expect that the weapon spirit would defeat the holy soldier.
"You don't dare to step forward, are you afraid?"
The old king did not look at his defeated subordinates.
A pair of divine eyes seemed to pass through Tu Shanjun and pierce the soldier master, but he did not do so. Instead, he stood up leisurely, walked down the long steps, and said calmly: "You are afraid that I will kill him!"
Since the weapon spirit can improve its strength through the soul, why not continue to expand the results and continue killing in exchange for the increase in strength? That is why he does not dare.
As long as it exceeds a certain distance, Luo Tianfeng, as the leader of the army, will be exposed to the hands of the old king.
Just as Luo Tianya thought, with the death of the military leader and the fall of Xuan's soldiers, everything will be settled.
The old king will not allow Tushanjun to swallow his subordinates, but if it can create an opportunity to obtain the soul banner, he does not mind sending a few saints to the weapon spirit to swallow the soul.
Tu Shanjun understood exactly this.
He did not move, but said coldly: "Kill you, and they will all die!"
"Said it right."
"Kill you, and they will all die." The old king said the same words, his eyes glanced at Luo Tianfeng and Luo Manping and then slowly looked back.
He doesn't need to be like Luo Tianya and all the saints.
If the six of them had attacked together, they might have had a chance to win, but unfortunately they gave up and tried to take advantage of the situation by killing the leader, but this would lead to inferiority.
"When I erase your spiritual consciousness, pick up the magic medicine and break through the half-step realm to become a Dao Lord, you will eventually surrender and become a soldier in my hands, and fight for me!"
"No matter how powerful a weapon is, it is still a weapon. It is not up to you to control it by a monk."
The eyes of the old king, like those cursed by gods and demons, evolved into a purple mysterious light.
As he stepped forward, he said with a twist: "In ancient times, great supernatural powers used to perform military tactics. Let me show you. Under the military tactics, even magic soldiers must bow their heads."
"Soldiers!"
Buzz.
A strange wave trembled and exploded in the void.
The purple mysterious light spread, as if all the soldiers in the world were sleeping under the illumination of this mysterious light.
That is to directly control the divine weapons, and to mark all the masterless and owned divine weapons with one's own divine consciousness.
"Tiansha's true spirit!"
Purple-red and black flames burned from Tushanjun's body, and when he raised the divine weapon, it bloomed into a beam of light that led to the tenth heaven, tearing apart the mysterious purple weapon energy above.