No one expected that the Book of Ten Thousand Instruments, which was rumored to be worse than the first sight, would actually be a piece of golden paper.
The Tianmu Clan leader's expression changed when he saw the golden paper floating towards Qin Chen.
How could the famous masterpiece The Book of Ten Thousand Weapons fall into the hands of Qin Chen like this?
His Highness Wu Tongtian can definitely kill Qin Chen.
If Qin Chen didn't have the Ti Shu and the Destiny Sword to help him, this son would definitely not be a match for His Highness Wu Tongtian.
Now with the addition of Ten Thousand Weapons Spectrum, it will increase the strength even more.
No! The Tianmu clan leader's face turned cold, and his body shot out in an instant. He clenched his hand tightly, turning it into endless confining power, directly locking the weapon spectrum.
Seeing this scene, Qu Feiyan was slightly startled, but then sneered.
This guy is a bit of an idiot.
In an instant, the leader of the Tianmu clan was extremely fast. He reached the Ten Thousand Weapons Book and grabbed it with one hand.
The energy of resistance was released from the Ten Thousand Weapons Spectrum, but it seemed difficult to resist the Tianmu Clan Leader who had turned into an immortal on the eleventh day.
At this time, Qin Chen looked at the Tianmu clan leader and sneered: "Old man, you don't want your life!"
After drinking it, Qin Chen's soul body trembled slightly.
The ban hidden in the spectrum of weapons seemed to feel the call at this moment, and began to tremble faintly.
"roll!"
Qin Chen drank the word, and the weapon spectrum exploded at this moment. The terrifying evil energy seemed to condense into golden sharp energy, which instantly penetrated the palm of the Tianmu clan leader, directly cutting his five fingers into flesh, and even the golden light shot towards him.
Cut off his head.
However, the leader of the Tianmu clan was a strong man who turned into an immortal at the eleventh hour. The moment his finger was cut off, his body instantly fell back, narrowly avoiding the attack of the golden light.
However, the five fingers on one hand disappeared.
The golden instrument spectrum turned into a stream of light and landed steadily at Qin Chen's feet.
At this time, Wu Tongtian looked at Qin Chen. The huge statue behind him gradually condensed, and his eyes slowly opened.
At this moment, Wu Tongtian seemed to be integrated with the statue behind him.
"Qin Chen, the power of the Wuling God is something that mere mortals like you cannot resist. Next, prepare to die!"
The confidence in Wu Tongtian's words was undisguised.
This is the god of the Wuling people, an existence that their ancestors have believed in for generations.
Qin Chen then said: "Do the gods you believe in want to kill me with the help of the power of the gods?"
In an instant, the title pages transformed from the calligraphy released a faint cyan light, and each of the title pages surrounded Qin Chen's body.
At this moment, Qin Chen had thousands of weapons under his feet, and golden light condensed.
In an instant, the golden spectrum of weapons radiated hundreds of miles away.
The golden light spread out and impacted in all directions instantly.
And when the golden paper spread out like a sky curtain, light rose up within the scope of the golden paper.
Between those rays of light, everyone saw that they turned into eighteen huge phantoms.
Knives, spears, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks, forks, whips, maces, hammers, grabs, boring bars, sticks, sticks, sticks, crutches, and meteor hammers. Eighteen more common magic weapon models were condensed at this time.
And out.
The sword is a thousand feet high and is extremely powerful, showing off its divine power.
The sword is also thousands of feet high and unstoppably sharp.
The eighteen magical weapons seem to be illusory, but they also seem to exist in reality.
"The ever-changing weapon spirit kills!"
As soon as Qin Chen finished speaking, the evil energy surged in his body and instantly spread over the shadows of the eighteen kinds of divine weapons. In an instant, they soared into the sky and directly bombarded Wu Tongtian.
Boom, boom, boom... Earth-shattering roars continued to sound at this time.
In front of Wu Tongtian, a terrifying explosion sound resounded as the power of the Wuling God and the power of the Eighteen Divine Soldiers collided together, releasing a huge impact that destroyed the world.
At this moment, countless people looked up at the sky and felt that the world around the Wuxiang Buddhist Temple seemed to have been completely destroyed at this moment.
It seemed that there was a gaping hole in the sky.
At this moment, Qu Feiyan also looked up, with a somewhat bright light in her eyes.
"Master is still so powerful."
Qu Feiyan said in a coquettish tone.
Under his body, two huge swords were already suppressing the two powerful eleventh transformations, the Guitian Clan Chief and the Blood Drinking Clan Chief.
The leader of the Tianmu clan had his fingers chopped into pieces by Wanqipu. At this moment, he stood aside and watched everything with lingering fear.
What happened?
His Highness Wu Tongtian cannot be defeated! The next moment, I saw a figure in the sky falling to the ground rapidly.
"Your Highness!"
"Brother Seven!"
The Tianmu clan leader and Prince Wuyuan were both stunned and exclaiming at this moment.
How is that possible! But at this moment, a golden light fell from the sky and approached Wu Tongtian.
"Facts have proved that it is better to believe in gods than to believe in one's own power."
As soon as the words fell, the Sword of Destiny stabbed out instantly.
Boom... That sword directly nailed Wu Tongtian's body to the ground. In all directions, with Wu Tongtian as the core, the land collapsed in a hundred miles, turning into powder in an instant, and bursts of dust rose up.
After a long time, everything calmed down.
Qin Chen's figure slowly emerged, standing beside Wu Tongtian, standing with his hands behind his back.
Wu Tongtian was nailed to the ground, unable to move, but vomiting blood from his mouth.
"The eleventh transformation, the prince of the Wuling Tribe, is nothing more than that!"
Qin Chen looked at Wu Tongtian, smiled and said, "Are you convinced now?"
At this moment, Wu Tongtian's face turned ugly. He looked at Qin Chen and roared: "Kill me, but don't be complacent. Sooner or later, my Wuling tribe will be destroyed in three days and I will kill you!"
"The ghost-eyed demon clan, the blood-eyed demon clan, the celestial-eyed demon clan, and the other four major demon clans, right?"
Qin Chen smiled and said, "You can tell me where the king of your Wuling clan is, and I won't kill you."
"Hahahaha..." Wu Tongtian burst into laughter immediately.
"Qin Chen, are you really afraid?
I'm afraid that if I, the Wuling Clan, suddenly appear one day, you won't be able to resist it, right?"
Wu Tongtian said arrogantly: "Qin Chen, this is a general trend. You can't resist it with your own strength."
"Yeah?"
Qin Chen smiled slightly, but with a move of his palm, a figure who was about to leave was caught by Qin Chen directly in front of him and clamped down on his neck.
It was none other than Prince Wuyuan.
"Wu Yuan, how arrogant were you when you saw me more than a thousand years ago?
It’s a pity, why did you run away at that time?”
At this time, Qin Chen grabbed Wu Yuan's neck with his palm and sneered: "You know, that is the only time you have a higher chance of killing me."
There was a click.
Wuyuan's head was crushed directly by Qin Chen, and his soul was also shattered.
At this moment, Wu Tong's celestial eye was about to burst.
"Brother Eleven!"
Looking at Qin Chen again, Wu Tongtian's eyes burst out with murderous intent.
"I, the god of the Wuling tribe, will not let you go, Qin Chen, prepare to die!"
"That's a long way to go."
At this time, Qin Chen looked around and murmured: "If no one comes to save you, then you... are going to die here."
Wu Tongtian looked ugly.
How terrifying is this kid?
To this day, he is still trying to use his life to attract more powerful men from the Wuling Tribe.