The five-colored divine light continued to fall, not only sweeping away Tianbao from Long Xiaoshan, but also sweeping away the Wind God Sword in Ling Xiaofu's hand.
Lost Tianbao.
It puts Long Xiaoshan and Ling Xiaofu in crisis.
After all, these ancient corpses are too powerful and numerous, so even the Heavenly Lord is difficult to compete with. There is also the demon monk Wuming staring at the darkness and posing a huge threat.
Long Xiaoshan has a strong body and a perverted recovery.
Even if you are severely hit by the ancient corpse, it is not so easy to lose, but Ling Xiaofu cannot do it. She is the sword god and has a strong attack. However, her body spirit is not a strong point. Now that she has lost the Wind God Sword, it has a huge impact on her strength.
He was hit by ancient corpses one after another.
Blood even came from the corners of the mouth.
The light of the body-protecting sword around him also shattered.
Long Xiaoshan saw Ling Xiaofu's critical situation and a cold light shot out from his eyes. He only saw that he raised his hand and a small blue tripod appeared in his palm. His magic power surged. The small blue tripod rose in the storm and expanded infinitely, as if he was about to turn the whole thing.
The dark and psychedelic world burst out.
Mountains, rivers and rivers flow above the giant blue tripod, and a wild and ancient aura spreads everywhere.
The giant tripod directly shook the ancient corpse beside Long Xiaoshan.
Long Xiaoshan walked with a tripod, and the divine light from the giant tripod kept flowing down, covering his body, making him like an ancient god, rushing towards Ling Xiaofu.
Rumble!
The giant cauldron crushed, and the ancient corpse beside Ling Xiaofu was knocked away directly. Even the most powerful old monk, the ancient corpse, was still knocked away by the giant cauldron, and it was hard to stop his power.
In the sky, the huge peacock flapped its wings again, and the five-colored divine light drooped down, brushing on the Butian Cauldron.
Surprisingly, after the five-colored divine lights fell, seven-colored primordial lights shot out from the giant cauldron, which actually wrapped the five-colored divine lights and swallowed them away.
"What?"
The nameless two pupils in the darkness contract.
This is his most powerful magical power. He can understand the magical method of the Peacock King. He can do everything without any use. Even the Supreme Heavenly Treasure cannot escape the five-colored divine light.
But this time it didn't work and was swallowed by the giant cauldron.
After the seven-colored Yuan light swallowed the five-colored divine light, it did not disappear, but continued to gush out, sweeping across the dark world like a river of heaven, covering all the ancient corpses around it.
The seven-colored Yuan light swept, and the ancient corpses struggled and roared, and were constantly pulled into the giant cauldron.
Seeing this, Wuming was frightened and angry. The demonic light in his eyes surged. The huge peacock fell directly from the sky, and the claws of the sky were catching the giant cauldron.
Long Xiaoshan was not afraid, and held the giant cauldron in his hand and rushed towards the peacock.
The giant claws collided with the Butian Cauldron in the air, just like Gonggong hitting Buzhou Mountain. The entire dark world was broken. The divine light on the Butian Cauldron swept, shaking the huge peacock almost disintegrated.
The seven-colored Yuanguang pulled all the ancient corpses into the giant cauldron.
Wuming is the reincarnation of the Thousand-Faced Bodhisattva, with extraordinary knowledge, and his face became solemn: "Divine Treasure?"
Only the divine treasure can have such power.
The divine treasure is either refined by the gods, which is impossible in the Lingxu Star, or it is refined by the divine objects. Although it has appeared, looking at the history of the Lingxu Star, it is rare.
Unexpectedly, in this future generation where the great way is incomplete, you can still see the divine treasure.
In the Butian Cauldron, after the ancient corpses were sucked in, flames wandered like dragons in the cauldron, and then spit out from the dragon-shaped orifice mouth, turning into purple flame dragons, sweeping over the world inside the cauldron.