Chapter 1518: The Sword of Ten Thousand sacrifices
The fist power that combines the seven laws, combined with the power of the Xiaocheng Holy Body, seems to be able to knock down even the sky.
Boom!
The fist hit the violent magma, and then the magma, which was enveloping even the heaven and earth, collapsed, was directly annihilated into nothingness.
"Huh? It's rare that you can exert such a powerful offensive even though you're just in the Mysterious Saint Realm. And you actually possess seven laws by yourself. This talent can be called a monster."
Qi Ling's eyes slowly narrowed, staring at the tall back under the countless lava rain, showing a look of uncertainty.
"I want to see if you can take the second move?"
The childish voice of the weapon spirit made a cold snort, and an even more violent magma river streaked across the sky, condensing into a huge magma sword.
Keng!
When this sword is used, it can cut the stars and rivers, split the sun and moon, transform the sky, and split the earth.
This sword carries the powerful destructive power of the swallowing magma river. With one slash, everyone below the Heavenly Saint might be annihilated.
Zhuo Wen's eyes showed a solemn look. The heavenly sword formed by the swallowing lava river was so terrifying. Just the energy of the sword escaping gave off a sense of crisis, as if someone was choking in his throat.
"Fulong Fist!"
Zhuo Wen did not dare to neglect, he stepped with his right foot, retracted his right fist, and then violently blasted it out. This punch ejected like a cannonball.
Boom!
Wherever the fist passed, an explosive sound resounded, the air was squeezed, and the space was shattered.
The seven laws are attached to the fist, turning into countless dragon shadows, entangled with each other, and soaring upward.
At this moment, the Fulong Fist performed by Zhuo Wen was much more powerful than any Fulong Fist performed by Zhuo Wen before.
Bang bang bang!
The sword slashed down and hit the fist. Then Zhuo Wen was horrified to find that the sword was too terrifying. In a flash, the countless dragon shadows had their heads cut off and were annihilated inch by inch.
After cutting off countless dragon heads, the sword buzzed that day, and the blade pointed directly at Zhuo Wen's vitals, as if it could pierce Zhuo Wen's body and cut him into countless pieces of powder.
"Damn it, why is it so scary?"
Zhuo Wen's face changed slightly, and he punched out, countless dragon shadows rose and fell, the dragon's power was mighty, trying to block the terrifying heavenly sword.
However, the Heavenly Sword is too terrifying. Even if Zhuo Wen evolves the Fulong Fist with one punch, the countless dragon shadows can only block the Heavenly Sword for a moment before it collapses directly.
Keng!
The Heavenly Sword cut off the dragon's head at the last moment, and the continuously flowing magma on its surface began to flow violently. For a moment, the power of the Heavenly Sword became extremely terrifying.
"Kowtow to the sky nine times in front of the Buddha, and one time to the middle of the sky!"
Zhuo Wen's face was ugly. The Buddha's light shot up to the sky, transforming into a huge Buddha shadow. The Buddha shadow knelt down and knelt down to the sky. With one kowtow, it seemed as if the sky was about to collapse.
Keng!
Under the power of this kowtow, the Heavenly Sword trembled and was about to collapse, but it was still unable to block the terrifying momentum of the Heavenly Sword.
"The top ten places for demons and the best place for ghosts!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes were cautious, and the Buddha's Demonic Eyes split open between his brows, and violent demonic energy surged out. As soon as this demonic energy came out, a huge ravine opened on the ground.
In the depths of the ravine, a ten thousand-foot-long demonic hand stretches out. As this demonic hand emerges, countless ghostly hands follow. This is a unique ghostly place that can capture the sun, moon, stars, and tear down the sky.
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A knock on the sky and a ghost land are combined together, and the shadows of Buddha and demons are intertwined, bursting out with shocking power and energy that countless creatures in the nine heavens and ten earths must worship.
Buddhas and demons intertwined, and the powerful heavenly sword actually stagnated completely, and began to fly continuously in the realm shrouded in the sky and ghosts, and during the period, it also burst out with harsh sonorous sounds.
The devil's hand grabs it, the Buddha's palm crushes it, and even the heavenly sword has to retreat.
Zhuo Wen walked into the ghost land step by step, and countless ghost hands stretched out and fell at Zhuo Wen's feet, making Zhuo Wen as if he were walking on flat ground, like a demon or a god, with terrifying power.
"Kowtow to the sky in front of the Buddha nine times, and knock to the heaven twice! The second move will be broken by me directly."
As soon as Zhuo Wen said these words, the Buddha figure kneeling on the ground kowtowed again. This time, the sky was knocked down. Suddenly, the terrifying pressure increased by hundreds or even thousands.
Click!
Finally, under the attack of the Buddha and the Demon, the sword completely shattered and disappeared.
"It's a bit extraordinary. I actually took two moves."
The eyeballs suspended above the magma showed a hint of surprise.
"There is one more move. If you take this third move, you will follow me." Zhuo Wen said with a smile.
"Humph, I'll have to wait for you to talk about it next."
Eyeball's childish voice was filled with coldness, and then a long river of magma surged out and hovered above Zhuo Wen's head.
Whoosh!
After only lingering for a quarter of an hour, the terrifying long river of magma fell down, instantly sweeping Zhuo Wen into it.
Zhuo Wen felt his eyes go dark, surrounded by magma barriers, and an unbearable high temperature invaded, making Zhuo Wen's face turn red.
Ouch!
On the side of the magma barrier, strange beasts of different shapes are transformed. These strange beasts are all composed of magma, and their power is terrifying.
"The top ten places of death are the top ten and the second are the places of death!"
Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, opened and closed his Buddha and Demon Eyes, and the demonic energy soared into the sky. From the huge ravine in the ghost land, a strong aura of death suddenly swept out.
The ghost hands and devil hands are filled with a strong will to die, as if they can kill countless creatures.
Boom!
The river of magma fell on the surface of the Buddha and Demon Realm, causing the barriers on the surface of the realm to tremble violently. Even the two Kengtian and the two Jedi together were unable to withstand the terrifying power of this river of magma.
Click!
Under the raging force of the river of magma, cracks began to appear on the surface of the Buddha and Demon Realm, as if it would collapse at any time. Zhuo Wen was horrified to see this scene.
Although the Nine Kowtows in front of the Buddha and the Ten Jedi in front of the Demons contain nine moves of Buddhist skills and ten moves of Demonic skills.
But after all, Zhuo Wen has only had little exposure to these two skills, and the only ones who can skillfully use them are Er Kuktien and Er Jedi. As for San Kuktien and San Jedi, he has not yet fully understood them.
boom!
With a muffled sound, the realm of Buddha and Demon finally collapsed, and the endless river of magma, like a wild beast, swept away Zhuo Wen, trying to completely crush him into pieces.
"As expected of a heaven-defying holy weapon, it seems that this is the only way to use it."
Looking at the long river of magma rushing in, Zhuo Wen's face turned pale. The power of this long river was really terrifying. If he didn't use the same level of heaven-defying holy treasure, it might be really difficult to resist.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen flicked his finger, and a simple piece of tile appeared in front of him, and a heaven-defying holy power rose into the sky, as if it wanted to pierce the sky.
In the midst of the heaven-defying holy power, a majestic figure stood tall and tall.
As soon as this figure appeared, a giant palm-like hand blasted out, and all the magma surrounding Zhuo Wen collapsed and dispersed into countless pieces of powder.
At the same time, this heaven-defying holy power surged upwards, and the impact of the swallowing lava river continued to retreat, and the eyeball was filled with shock and anger.
"Heaven-defying Holy Treasure, I didn't expect that you, a guy in the Mysterious Saint Realm, actually possesses a Holy Treasure of this level." The voice of the weapon spirit was a little excited.
Zhuo Wen made a move with his right hand, and the tile was taken into his hand. Looking at the slightly dim tile, Zhuo Wen's heart twitched and his body ached.
This holy treasure is not a holy weapon. If you use it once, the heaven-defying holy essence contained in it will be reduced by one point. It will not recover on its own like a holy weapon.
"I've already taken three of your moves. According to the agreement, little guy, you should come with me, right?"
Zhuo Wen calmly stared at the weapon spirit swallowing the magma river. The latter was silent for a moment, and the eyeball turned into magma and merged into the long river.
The long river of magma swept over Zhuo Wen and turned into a rock-patterned belt around his waist.
"Your talent is good, so I will follow you first, but don't try to make me recognize you as my master. If you really have enough strength, I will recognize you as my master. The condition is that you will help me achieve the immortal holy weapon."
A divine thought sounded in Zhuo Wen's mind, and Zhuo Wen knew that it was the voice of the spirit of the spirit swallowing lava river.
"That's natural!"
Zhuo Wen replied, and his eyes fell on the second heaven-defying holy weapon. This heaven-defying holy weapon was a small sword only three feet three. If you didn't look carefully, you would think it was a dagger.
, but this small sword is still longer than the dagger.
The surface of the small sword is painted with dense blood lines, making it look like a sacrificial instrument.
"The Sword of Ten Thousand Sacrifice, the Sword of Sacrifice to All Souls, the sword of sacrifice that has slaughtered thousands of creatures and sacrificed them to the gods. The sword body is painted with dense blood marks, which are the essence and blood of all spirits. With one sword,
All souls are destroyed.”
A message was transmitted from the light ball into Zhuo Wen's mind, and he knew that the heaven-defying holy weapon in front of him was called the Sword of Ten Thousand Sacrifice, a powerful holy tool that had been used to worship all spirits throughout the ages.
However, the aura on this Sword of Ten Thousand Sacrifice is still a bit weaker than that of the Spirit-Swallowing Magma River.
Obviously, the strength of the owner of the Sword of Ten Thousand Sacrifice is probably slightly inferior to that of the Spirit-Devouring Magma River. Otherwise, it is also a heaven-defying holy weapon, but the aura of the Sword of Ten Thousand Sacrifice would be weaker than that of the Spirit-Devouring Magma River.
"I'm not good at using swords. This Sword of Ten Thousand Sacrifice is more suitable for my father. I can just give it to my father when the time comes."
Zhuo Wen murmured in a low voice and immediately used thunderous means to suppress the Sword of Ten Thousand Sacrifice in the light group.
Speaking of which, there is also a weapon spirit in the Sword of Ten Thousand Sacrifice, but the intelligence of this weapon spirit is obviously much lower than that of the Swallowing Spirit Magma River. Even the language is vague and not very clear.
Therefore, Zhuo Wen seemed quite relaxed during the suppression process, and it was not as troublesome as suppressing the Tunling Magma River.
After putting away the Sword of Ten Thousand Sacrifice, Zhuo Wen's eyes fell on the remaining eight Heavenly Sacred Artifacts. Three of these eight Heavenly Saint Artifacts were in the Yangtian Sacred Realm, and five were in the Yintian Sacred Realm.
Zhuo Wen found a piece of defensive soft armor among the three Yangtian holy weapons, so he collected it and planned to give it to Long Xiaotian.
His Spirit-Swallowing Magma River has both offensive and defensive capabilities, so Zhuo Wen doesn't have much desire for defensive holy weapons.
As for the remaining Heavenly Saint Artifacts, Zhuo Wen did not put them away. He planned to wait for these Heavenly Saint Artifacts to continue to grow and develop, and if another Heavenly Saint-level saint appeared in the future, he would reward them as appropriate.
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Of course, he also knows that it is more difficult to become a Heavenly Sage than a Xuansheng. Some people may not be able to break through from Xuansheng to Heavenly Sage after spending thousands of years. However, he still has a glimmer of hope for the Long family.
Maybe a peerless genius will emerge from the next generation.