Chapter 869: Asura invades in disorder, extremely insidious
Qin Yang silently sensed his black sword, and quietly activated the charm of the magic sword integrated into the black sword.
In an instant, the meaning that was integrated into the magic sword's charm immediately reacted, and along with practitioner No. 4's enlightenment, it was poured into his consciousness.
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The High Priest of the Death Star is trying out moves with his subordinates. He had high enough strength and enough knowledge during his lifetime. From a high position, even if it was difficult to control the magic sword technique, he could still adapt quickly and integrate it into his own strength.
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But others may not have his abilities. Even if they have the method and power, they may not be able to control it.
The so-called trial move is actually a test. He also wants to see how possible it is for more people to practice this magic sword method, and what results different people will have if they practice it.
More importantly, he wanted to experiment with something that he himself would not even dare to experiment on.
The three subordinates all got started, some were fast and some were slow, but this also shows that the difficulty of getting started with the magic sword method is not too high.
A three-foot-tall, five-big and three-thick foreigner with one eye and no nose is holding a black sword and once again comprehending the magic sword technique.
In addition to the high priest of the Death Star, there was an octopus-headed monster and a long-haired human woman with a gloomy face.
The tentacles under the jaws of the octopus-headed monster kept swinging, and a wisp of black air kept hovering there. Half of the long-haired human woman's face was hidden in the shadows, which was extremely gloomy.
Both of these are introductory magic sword skills, and the progress is relatively smooth.
Suddenly, the evil aura suddenly surged on the one-eyed man, and the death energy in his body was transformed into the power of the magic sword technique at an extremely terrifying speed.
His body trembled slightly, and the power of anger began to infect all of his consciousness.
Originally, this could be regarded as a normal situation, but now, along with the guidance of the magic sword's charm, there are also private goods that Qin Yang has added to hitch a ride.
It is also the intention of anger, and involvement can be regarded as the purest intention, but Qin Yang's private goods have a goal.
As a result, a chain reaction occurred, and all anger followed Qin Yang's private goods...
The one-eyed man was in agony, and his consciousness seemed to be torn apart.
He was loyal to the High Priest of the Death Star. He followed the High Priest of the Death Star to fight to the death and remained loyal to Emperor Taihao throughout his life.
Now, a part of his consciousness suddenly began to appear, and he was angry with Taihao Heavenly Emperor and even the Three Heavenly Emperors.
Rumors that had been circulating secretly recently emerged involuntarily, as if part of his consciousness began to roar in his heart.
"This is all the fault of Heavenly Emperor Taiwei. The other two Heavenly Emperors are not good people either. They must have been vented.
If they hadn't started the divine war, the situation would have been uncontrollable in the end.
He himself will not die, nor will the Cyclops clan be destroyed along with him, completely exterminating the clan.
His life and his race were all dedicated to Emperor Taihao. Now that he has a chance to do it again, why should he continue to be loyal?
Why? Do you want to die again?"
Pictures of compatriots dying tragically, relatives and friends being destroyed physically and mentally, and scenes of tragic wars constantly emerged from his mind, frozen in front of him, and made him look at them over and over again.
Hatred, anger, dissatisfaction, and resentment are all growing bit by bit and growing rapidly.
But the other part of his consciousness is still sticking to himself and keeping his heart unwavering. He is loyal to Emperor Taihao and cannot rebel. The Cyclops family has never had a traitor or a deserter, only war.
die.
Likewise, memories related to it began to emerge.
It's a pity that these memories were crushed and shattered by the growing thoughts in a blink of an eye.
His violent and resentful consciousness kept overpowering him, roaring.
"If it wasn't for the Divine War, if it wasn't for Emperor Taihao, why would we have to go through all this?
Finally, something went wrong in my practice, and I began to be swallowed up by anger.
What’s the root of all this?”
The roaring sound suddenly turned into the sound of heaven and exploded in his consciousness.
"It's the Three Heavenly Emperors!"
In an instant, the entire sea of consciousness began to collapse. Unable to fight, we could only fight to death and die together.
The one-eyed man opened his eyes. His eyes were pitch black, and anger spurted out of his eyes like substance.
As far as the eye can see, the Death Star High Priest and his two colleagues all seemed to have been marked with red names, which caused all his resentment and collapsed values to turn into murderous intentions.
The one-eyed giant man held a black sword in his hand, roared madly, and slashed at the Death Star High Priest with one strike.
The black light turned into a black curtain that covered the sky and the earth, and dispersed silently. Wherever it passed, it was killed and shattered, and countless fragments were directly cut off by the black light curtain.
After one blow, the one-eyed man completely lost his mind and went completely crazy.
He wielded the black sword and attacked everything in sight. Everyone here who belonged to the ancient heaven became a target.
The Death Star's high priest's face changed slightly, and he avoided the blow. He held his hands emptyly, like holding the moon in his arms. The cold and dead light turned into a shadow of the Death Star in his arms.
The light fell and hit the Cyclops. The Cyclops's body was frozen at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In an instant, black light was seen gushing out from the Cyclops' body. His momentum began to rise linearly, and his whole body became more and more crazy and violent.
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In the distance, Qin Yang lay flat, closing his eyes and feeling quietly.
After a while, Qin Yang opened his eyes, took out a small notebook, and recorded the process in detail.
The probability of being discovered with private goods is negligible. Practitioner No. 4 has gone crazy and has not been converted into someone from the Taihao camp.
After going crazy, one's strength increases significantly, but after losing one's mind, it is not too difficult to subdue him. Even if the black sword is held in his hand, it will not cause particularly great damage.
Within half an hour, Qin Yang felt that practitioner No. 4 was basically at the end of his strength and there was no more suspense, so Qin Yang was ready to leave.
Let the black sword continue to be reserved for those who are destined.
Just as he was about to leave, he looked back again with a rather ugly look on his face.
He felt that another force broke out, the power of Shura.
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The head of the Death Star High Priest has turned into a skeleton, with black flames burning on his head.
He put one hand against the Cyclops' head, and the cold light of the Death Star enveloped the Cyclops, freezing his body bit by bit.
From the side, the gloomy human woman held one of the giant's hands, and the octopus head held the other hand holding the sword. The three of them worked together to barely suppress the giant.
At this moment, behind the giant, terrifying power suddenly erupted. Shura held a rib sword in his hand and instantly crossed the limit, cutting off the giant's sword-holding hand with one sword.
He stretched out his hand to grab the black sword, but saw two tentacles under the octopus's head and jaws instantly protruding out, growing in the wind, turning into tentacles about ten feet thick, and entangled Shura's feet.
Shura stared at the black sword, roared, and the power of the magic sword exploded completely, shattering the tentacles. The rib sword in his hand slashed dozens of times, smashing the moves in front of him.
He ignored everything behind him and headed straight for the Black Sword.
The moment he grabbed the black sword, the woman with a gloomy face seemed to have stretched to the extreme. Her legs were still miles away, but her arms had already reached behind Shura.
He grabbed Shura's arm holding the black sword, turned his hands into sharp blades, strangled him, and forcibly twisted Shura's arm off.
At the same time, the Death Star High Priest took advantage of the situation and grabbed the black sword that was almost snatched away by Shura.
Shura's eyes began to slowly turn black, and the aura on his body began to become more and more violent, indicating that he was about to turn black again.
He stretched out his other hand and grabbed the back of his neck, preparing to draw the spine sword again.
"boom!"
In the distance, there was a big explosion, and a piece of debris was blown into powder. A strong aura of destruction swept across.
The High Priest of the Death Star held the black sword and looked in that direction with a cold expression on his face.
"Ignore it. Last time he made a mistake and he survived by chance. This time he is not so lucky."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the huge tower blooming with brilliance. The halo began to flash frequently, and the crackling sound was like a thunderous explosion.
A moment later, the giant tower collapsed into dust.
Immediately afterwards, in another direction, another mushroom cloud filled with destructive power rose.
After a moment's judgment on the sequence of explosions, the Death Star High Priest looked in another direction, his expression changed drastically, and he couldn't sit still at all.
He left Shura behind without hesitation, turned into a star, and headed straight for the next place where there might be an explosion.
The High Priest of the Death Star escaped with the black sword. Just a few breaths later, a destruction ball appeared where everyone was fighting and exploded.
Seeing the pure destructive power spreading, the gloomy woman ran away directly, and the octopus head also left Shura behind and fled first.
But the aftermath was faster than their speed.
The giant who had gone crazy was turned into powder on the spot, half of the gloomy woman's body was blown to pieces, half of the octopus's head lost its tentacles, and most of Shura's body was turned into a skeleton.
After the aftermath swept over, Qin Yang flashed step by step, his speed increased to the extreme, and he caught Shura without any pause, and disappeared into the void in an instant.
The pursuers came after them, but they saw another sphere filled with destructive power in front of them, which was expanding and spreading crazily.
By the time they avoided it, Qin Yang had already disappeared. Now no one dared to chase him. Who knew if there was anyone behind him.
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After escaping all the way until he could no longer see the light, Qin Yang stopped, found a piece of debris, and threw the non-human Shura to the ground.
Qin Yang stared at Shura, stretched out four fingers, and his face was full of pain.
"Four! Four precious hairs!
Do you know that these four hairs are out of reach even for some living people, let alone undead ones? They are non-renewable.
In order to catch you, I also wasted three precious destruction balls, including a specially made high-yield one that will be impossible to obtain in the future.
That idiot Mo Yang can't even die, and he can't come here either.
What did I say before, don't grab it? Why don't you listen?
There are thousands of undead souls over there, and their strength is comparable to that of the gray bald one. I have sensed three of them, just a lot more.
Is the black sword more important, or is the person more important?
Are you really stupid?"
Qin Yang was so angry that he just wanted Shura to die inside.
If he hadn't thought about it calmly at the end, if he really let Shura die inside, he might regret it when his anger subsided, and he really wouldn't have gone.
It's okay if he dies, I'm afraid Shura won't die and gets caught, which would be even more troublesome.
Shura's body was still recovering slowly, and he was a little unconvinced at first. He actually wanted to say that it was acceptable to take some risks for the black sword.
But when he heard Qin Yang's words, "What's more important, the person or the black sword," when it came to his lips, he immediately swallowed it back and whispered softly with a low eyebrow.
"Uncle Third Master, I was wrong."
"What? Louder?"
"Uncle Third Master, I was wrong. I shouldn't have disobeyed you, and I shouldn't have robbed you. Don't be angry. If you want to beat me and scold me, just do it."
Glancing at the submissive Shura, Qin Yang rolled his eyes.
"Humph, don't do this with me."
"Uncle Third Master, next time you tell me what to do, I promise to listen to you and never do anything random again."
"Oh, do you want another time?"
"No...no more, I promise it's gone."
Qin Yang saw that Shura was quite sincere and didn't bother to vent his anger on him.
Looking back and thinking about it, Shura suddenly came out to grab the black sword, which seemed... maybe a good thing.
Thinking of the gray bald head who had been squatting for who knows how long, and then gave him a blow at the critical moment, such a sinister guy, so...
Qin Yang thought and laughed.
If this guy really thinks more, then what happened this time will really turn out to be a good thing.
What I like the most are people who think a lot. Those who are too simple are hard to fool.
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On the other side, the High Priest of the Death Star had a gloomy face and asked people to inspect the damage.
A piece of debris was blown to pieces, and it was blown to pieces by that kind of pure destructive force. It's not certain whether it can be re-condensed.
Many of his subordinates died. Of the three subordinates who had mastered the magic sword technique, one was wiped out and two were seriously injured. Moreover, there were no healing pills or anything like that, so they could only recover slowly on their own.
The newly built giant tower was destroyed. Fortunately, the more critical things were not destroyed, and there was no damage to the core.
The Death Star High Priest took out the black sword and looked at it carefully, still feeling a little frightened.
I was really close to being snatched away by Shura before.
He also didn't expect that Shura was still there. Last time he didn't find anyone alive and thought Shura had transformed into a Taoist.
Moreover, Shura has someone to help him, and it must be the person who was with Shura last time.
This guy took a hard blow, but he didn't die.
Thinking of the rumors that have been spreading secretly recently, the Death Star High Priest sneered.
It's really extremely sinister.
In order for him to obtain the Black Sword, he had to be wary and not dare to practice rashly.
Even if he didn't believe or be afraid, and actually practiced it, others might not dare to take the risk, and the magic sword technique would not be passed on to many people at all.
On the surface, they say what the truth is, they say it in a righteous way, and they spread rumors.
After saying it a thousand times, he actually started to believe it a little bit.
In fact, this is to wait until he relaxes his vigilance, finds an opportunity, and suddenly rushes out to snatch the black sword.
I almost got snatched back by them.
What's this?
If the rumors were true, why would they be fighting for it?
This is their plan to get back the Black Sword.
The Death Star High Priest solemnly put away the black sword, not having much thought about the Titan's death.
Originally, the giant was relatively reluctant to practice, and the magic sword technique was indeed difficult to control and very dangerous. It was not surprising that the giant went crazy.