The moment he touched the three-pointed two-edged sword, Yang Yu felt that his heart was clear, and the brilliant divine light instantly filled all his perceptions, causing him to temporarily lose his sense of the outside world.
Only that lonely and cold sword was like an anchor, fixed in his mind.
call!
It seems like a moment, but it seems like a long time.
When the divine light faded and Yang Yu regained consciousness, the noise from the outside world came in like a tide.
"This is?"
Yang Yu was slightly startled.
This is the downtown area of a small city. The buildings are all the same as in ancient times. The streets are spacious and crowded, and it is very lively.
And in his eyes, there seemed to be a sword light emerging, turning into words.
"But you're not the only one with weapons...
Yang Yu slowly drank tea. In front of his eyes, there seemed to be various words flowing, which came from Yuhe Haoding.
Maybe he was used to being called "heel", so Taoist Zhu was startled subconsciously. Immediately, he heard a roar and his vision went blank.
After a long time, the laughter stopped. The man in yellow robe had been crying for a long time. He looked at Yang Yu with a ferocious look:
"The Blood-Transforming Divine Sword, Lone Star One!"
But he had no time to rest. The scene in front of him changed again. The mountains and rivers disappeared, and another small town, with him as the center, appeared in front of him like never before.
[Taoist Zhu of Fu Duanxing kept living beings in captivity for food. He devoured more than 100,000 souls in forty years. He was executed by a three-pointed two-edged sword! 】
"Pindao has seen everything that happened before. Your methods are quite similar to her style back then. Unfortunately, you are not strong enough to defeat me..."
"End of life."
Yang Prison moved his arms, his face expressionless.
According to legend, anyone killed by this sword, no matter gods, demons, immortals, Buddhas or monsters, will never be able to re-enter reincarnation, and will be tempered by the divine blade for life after life.
This time, it was more direct than before, because when Yang Yu glanced at him, the fourteenth person was right in front of him.
This man was extremely tall, but his skin was whiter than snow, and crystal clear, as if there was no blood. His eyes were not even dark, and were as clear as rubies.
According to legend, the magic weapon has a spirit.
It appeared because of his deepening of the refining progress of this ingredient.
Yang Yu was exhausted and happy to rest, so he told the Taoist some things that happened before the end of the tribulation in ancient times.
One was resting happily, and the other was curious. The two talked for a while. During this period, Yang Yu naturally asked many questions.
"Newcomer?"
In his heart, he felt Yu He Haoding:
But it doesn’t seem to be the Tianhai Realm…
"Using your physical body to fight against divine weapons is indeed a bit of a disadvantage..."
"Come!"
"It stands to reason that a three-pointed two-edged sword cannot have the ability to retain a trace of Pindao's divine will in Hecai. Tell me, what happened outside?"
If no one except that first general had the magic weapon in hand, I'm afraid he might not be able to reach this point in the chariot battle.
The Taoist was sitting in front of a fortune-telling stall, with ghost hands flying up and down, and a pair of ghost eyes staring at Yang Yu, looking very interested:
"Damn it, are you happy?!"
However, compared to the eleven people before, the person in front of me is already at the peak of the Four Glory, possessing extremely powerful magical powers, and possessing an extremely sharp magic sword.
With his current practice, in addition to Taoist texts and sacred texts, he can also understand the general meaning of unusual languages without having to understand them well.
"Taoist Zhu of Fuduanxing?"
The refining of this ingredient is extremely rough, it only involves killing!
The threat to him was even greater than that of the Water Dragon General, because even with his current physique, he could not withstand the killing blow of this sword.
This fourth-level ingredient is one of the most difficult to refine that he has ever seen!
Buzz!
"My little friend is really on guard...
Yang Yu's heart moved slightly. Although he was quite eager for the three-pointed two-edged sword, he still calmed down.
[Refining progress: (0/21)]
‘Gluttony’s hands and eyes can reach the sky, so he naturally knows a lot.
"It's a pity that your body can't withstand this blood-transforming magic sword of a certain family!
Follow the flow of people and walk into the street.
"With your level of cultivation, you are not worthy of being beheaded by her."
"Tell me, what laws of heaven did you break?"
This is too scary!
Even if what exists within this wisp of sword energy is only the opponent that the judicial god of war killed before achieving the Four Ultimates,
"What does twenty-one refer to?"
With his current practice, he is still unable to make any drop of blood grow into himself, but it is easy to rebuild a broken arm.
It looks quite strange and cold.
"fart!"
But his mind still stayed on Yu Hehao's muttering before his death.
As long as the twenty-one dead souls who died under the three-pointed two-edged sword are defeated one by one, this ingredient can be completely refined and the true shape diagram of the divine weapon can be obtained, and even the great magical power can be obtained.
Thinking in his mind, Yang Yu walked slowly and observed without stopping.
Refining was actually stopped?!
And what moved Yang Yu was this person, who was surprisingly one of the four outstanding figures...
Many days of warmth and nourishment were wasted.
"So, the end of the calamity has been delayed, and all the gods and Buddhas in the sky, including Mr. Li, have actually passed away?"
"However, not everyone dares to practice this method. Combined with the Tao, combined with the Tao, compared to the Tao, the immortals and gods are also great. Even if there is some Jiu Yao left, it may not still be them.
Yang Yu seemed to realize something and backed away suddenly.
"oh?"
"The newcomer you are talking about refers to the person who was killed by a three-pointed two-edged sword?"
He came without invitation, carrying a teapot, and sat directly opposite Yang Yu:
"It is not a secret to transform into gods and combine with Tao in order to live out a second life from the previous life leader before the calamity comes.
Zhu Daoren was furious, and his violent breath instantly shattered the tea shop:
"Boy, get out of here! Because you brought this good news to grandpa, I won't kill you this time, but if there is a next time..."
The magic weapons from ancient times had all kinds of unfathomable powers, such as this three-pointed two-edged sword, which is a peerless magic blade imprinted with all kinds of great magical powers.
Even with Yang Yu's current practice and various magical powers, he still stopped in front of the fourteenth person.
He himself was also curious about the end of the ancient tribulation, especially after personally experiencing Taoist ghosts such as the Xuan Lei Lord "North Sea Dragon Lord", he was somewhat wary of the many gods and demons in ancient times.
Yang Yu replied fiercely.
[With hands and eyes that reach the sky, he is gluttonous, he is a disciple of morality, he is the lord of the four extremes, he is defeated in a battle, and his divine will is frightened by the sword...]
Then, all the passers-by and drinkers outside looked at the tea shop, no matter who they were or what they were doing.
"How long has it been, and there are still people coming? Could it be that she is not dead yet? No, if she is not dead, it will never take so long for new people to come."
Boom!
On a hill a hundred feet away, a wild-looking man stood with a sword in his hand. He smiled coldly and coldly:
"She is really dead! She is really dead! The three-pointed two-edged sword has been reduced to killing such a small character, hahaha, hahaha!"
He has a decent appearance, but not the slightest bit of popularity.
only……
This man had no eyes in his eye sockets, but he had a pair of hands sticking out, and on those blue-white ghost hands, there were a pair of eyeballs.
And what he got was just a wisp of sword light from a wisp of sword intent left by the divine sword in Zhou Jueyintian Palace countless years ago.
"You actually..."
"It's a good deal."
Because, since ancient times, most of the ranks have been passed down unknown
How many generations.
However, he saw a wisp of white smoke billowing out from the Sisi Xuan Gong mirror and going straight to the center of his eyebrows in the mirror.
"According to legend, the Judicial God of War is a hybrid of a human body and a demigod. He possesses the power of nine bulls and two tigers. He can already kill the blue dragon before he enters cultivation..."
But he didn't care much either.
"But, how about if you tell Pindao about the outside world and Pindao lets you go?"
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Yang Yu stretched out his hand again, and a bow as tall as a human was already caught in his hand.
Yang Yu slowly put down his wine glass. At this moment, he already knew how to refine this ingredient.
"Aren't you the newcomer who was killed by Tatsumi? Then you are..."
Yu Hehao seemed to know Yang Yu's thoughts and actions but didn't care much about them. He smiled slightly and let him see.
Without saying anything, all eyes were focused on Yang Yu!
But even so, during this period, he also used the Yuanci Erxing Mountain, the Golden Dragon Scissors, and the human race bag.
I don't know what he remembered, but the man in yellow robe suddenly became extremely excited. He stood up, walked back and forth, and couldn't help but let out a high-pitched and ferocious roar:
"I'm alive……"
But that cannot be used as confirmation. Relying on the speed of the rotation of the Yuan Magnet and the change of the thunder, Yang Yu shot the general with the Qianlong Divine Bow. Yang Yu was exhausted.
Immediately, this illusion suddenly collapsed after violent tremors.
"I, I..."
Closing his eyes slightly, Yang Yu could even feel that the knife energy at the wound was melting his blood in an extremely ferocious manner.
With the sharpness of the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword, his body at this moment was naturally unable to withstand it.
But the difficulty is equally huge.
"Then it seems that Pindao's true body cannot escape that disaster. No matter if he dies cleanly or dies cleanly..."
Being among the ingredients, Yang Yu certainly had no fear or scruple. After being slightly surprised, he sat in front of the stall.
Not long after, Yang Yu stopped in front of a small tea shop. After stopping for a moment, he walked into the tea shop.
Before Yang Yu could sit down, a voice came from the corner. He raised his eyes and saw that it was a very tall and huge young man in a yellow robe.
Yu Hehao sighed:
"Not to mention that you have some magical powers in the physical body, but what if you have the body of a god? Grandpa's sword has never failed except for her!
"No wonder I was chosen by this sword. It is indeed somewhat unique..."
"Boy, tell me quickly how she died, otherwise..."
I don't know what he remembered, and the eyes in Gluttony's palm turned completely white, but just for a moment, his ghost hand and ghost eyes all retracted into his eye sockets, as if he had been greatly stimulated:
However, the three-pointed two-edged sword completely changed his mind.
The legend of the judicial war god is vaguely similar to the legend of a certain mythical being that you will know in later generations.
Yang Prison nodded.
Yang Prison took a deep breath.
The fortune teller grinned:
There is no elaboration, there is only one progression.
The wild middle-aged man raised his blood-changing magic sword with a warm smile:
After getting what he wanted, he was naturally willing to answer some of Yang Yu's questions:
For example, he is the top star, but since ancient times, there are countless people who have been promoted to the top star.
"I'm sure even these little gods can do it. If they really live a second life, then they..."
"The sky has eyes... embryo! Retribution, retribution!"
"Is she dead?"
That big city has a very distinct aura of the Nine Tribulations. Although there is no information, I can guess that it must be from ancient times.
Because, there are no ordinary people who are qualified to die by a three-pointed two-edged sword!
Before encountering a three-pointed two-edged knife, Yang Yu always thought that the simplicity of the recipe was far better than the ingredients.
You can refine it almost step by step.
Is this not true? Looking at the person in front of him, Yang Yu was surprised. This man in yellow robe clearly retained his Jiu Yao!
A drop of blood with a faint golden light dripped on the foot. Yang Yu moved his right hand, picked up the severed left arm, touched the wound, and it grew back.
"you……
I kept asking about things about the end of the robbery, sometimes marveling, sometimes sighing, sometimes shaking my head and crying.
"It is said that that is something that only those with great supernatural powers can do. What Yin Thunder Lord are you talking about? How can the Dragon King of the North Sea do it? No, no..."
But there are some people who are not extremely evil!
The next moment, the gluttonous thing with hands and eyes suddenly exploded under his gaze!
You know, the three-pointed two-edged sword was a magic weapon at least 420 million years ago.
"Four poles..."
What the people in this small town spoke was neither Taoist nor divine. Even though Yang Yu was proficient in various languages, he couldn't tell what kind of language it was.
Tick tock~
Boom!
From that Taoist Zhu to this first general, they are all in the fourth level of glory.
Yang Yu had now calmed down and was full of energy, but his heart was moving slightly and he was still listening.
Yang Prison guessed.
"call!"
He was a Taoist of considerable age. When his back was turned, he seemed to have nothing unusual about him, but when he turned around, Yang Yu's heart skipped a beat.
But even so, he was exhausted, and his energy, like a mountain and a sea, had gone to as many as four levels...
…
"No wonder the sword spirit only left a wisp of sword energy. If it were really a rubbing of that sword spirit, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to refine it with my current practice..."
He said:
The man in yellow robe yelled wildly, and as the sound waves spread, the entire tea shop, the entire street, and even the entire small town seemed to freeze.
Although he is a human immortal, he has not been promoted for a long time, and all his magical powers are still at the level of the third and second levels.
In the Hehaoding, Yang Yu suddenly opened his eyes.
The level of this ingredient is as high as the fourth level, but this does not mean that the many dead souls in it are as high as the fourth level.
"The three-pointed, two-edged sword can kill people as well as me. Anyone killed by the sword will be taken away by divine will. I don't know how many years ago, Pindao took the initiative to ask for a fight, but unfortunately he was defeated by her..."
Yang Prison poured a cup of tea by himself and was quite interested in what this man said.