Chapter 493

"Poof poop!!"

Around, there are countless broken and broken war swords. The shapes of the swords are strange, but most of them are very dark. They exude a desolate sense of sadness. They have been persistent and unyielding in killing. When you enter here, your mind will be unconsciously affected by it. It's weird.

These war swords, depending on their appearance, can't be touched anywhere. They're too broken.

But in an instant, these swords seemed to be under some traction. They woke up from their deep sleep, and the sword bodies trembled violently one after another. The sword Qi burst out from the war sword, with a mysterious idea. It was a pure killing idea. Countless sword Qi gathered together to form a terrible sword Qi vortex.

"Qiang!!"

A loud sword chant broke the silence of the abyss, and the infinite sword Qi gathered together and condensed in one place. At the moment when all the sword Qi disappeared, I saw an ancient blood colored war sword looming in front of me over many war swords. In the war sword, the blood light flowed and rippled in circles. It seems that there are blood ripples in the surrounding air.

The strangest thing is that the sword has a nose, eyes and mouth. It seems that a person was directly smashed flat. Looking at it, people feel cold all over.

It seems that it is simply an alternative life.

"This is the soldier spirit?" emperor Shi tianqiang held back his horror and secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Rao asked himself that he had some knowledge, but he really never thought that there would be such a strange existence in this world.

"These are the spirits of the Yellow level soldiers. They can condense into the appearance of various weapons and magic weapons. They are almost the same as the real magic weapons. However, they can't be far away from the location of the sword. When they reach the Xuan level soldiers, they can condense into the appearance of human beings or other fierce animals. Although they look strange, they are very powerful. They can move freely. That friar has strong hands The source species of the world in your hand must have come from the abyss. It's hard to escape. "

"Ming" glanced and said not surprisingly. Obviously, it had seen this kind of soldier spirit for a long time.

"The original seed of the world is mine, and no one can take it away. A mere soldier's spirit can't hurt me. I can get the treasure. I have a destiny. Ten thousand demons devour the soul!!" the middle-aged monk saw the soldier's spirit appear, his eyes showed an amazing divine light, laughed wildly, his body shook, his body burst out a rolling demon gas, condensed ferocious and terrible skeletons, and killed the soldier's spirit.

Surrounded by nine beauties, the ribbon is flying, and the cover outside the body is watertight. The space is distorted. The ribbon can be soft or hard. When it is soft, it is like water, rippling countless ripples in the air. At first, it is like the sharpest blade, drawing countless strange cracks in the void. It is already an independent space.

"Qiang!!"

The soldier's two blood red eyes showed a strong killing light. When he saw the world source seed in the middle-aged Friar's hand, it immediately stirred up. The sword waved forward alone——

Countless bloody sword lights came out as crazy as batch practice, and instantly filled the whole void. Where the sword light passed, the void shook unceasingly. Those demons who emerged from the friars were cut by the sword light, and immediately twisted into powder by the sharp and terrible sword Qi. Everything annihilated wherever they passed.

Go! Go! Rush!!

The sword light is as fast as lightning, with boundless killing power. It is sharp and terrible. In an instant, he came to the field of middle-aged friars, and thousands of blood light roared in the field.

Suddenly, a terrible roar broke out around the field. In an instant, it seemed as if the whole void was shaking violently. The field was under a powerful attack. Nine beautiful women in the field immediately began to dance with Miao man, and the ribbon flew, sending out a mysterious force to maintain the field.

At the same time, it rolled blood colored sword light into the field and annihilated it a little bit.

It seems to support in the countless sword lights.

However, the soldier's spirit was furious in an instant. His whole body was suddenly wrapped in a mass of blood light, crossed straight through the air, and stabbed the middle-aged monk's heart like lightning at an incredible speed.

This time it is no longer the sword light, but the body of the soldier's soul is attacking.

"Poof!!"

Even in the eyes of emperor Shi Tian, we can only see that there is a bloody sharp light in front of the field, which appears in front of the field. In an instant, a sword penetrates the field, breaks through the defense of the field, and bursts out thousands of bloody sword lights. They plunder wildly in the field and twist the nine beauties in the field into powder on the spot.

Then, a blood light pierced through the middle-aged Friar's heart. Even the magic coat on his body was instantly broken. A fist sized blood hole appeared in the heart, from the front chest to the back.

The middle-aged monk's wild laughter stopped in silence, his eyes were stunned, and his body fell rigidly to the ground.

"One sword breaks ten thousand methods!!"

Emperor Shi Tian's eye pupil suddenly coagulated. Under the power of God's eye, he clearly saw every action of the soldier's soul, concise!!

Is a kind of incomparable simplicity!!

Any attack, in front of it, seems to be the most insignificant, under the sword, broken! Broken! Broken!! If you have all kinds of second methods, I'll break them with one sword.

Edge!!

It is an irresistible and indomitable sword, which only contains the most original killing sword. It is killing in the most concise way. It is power, and it is a sword of killing. The attack of the soldier's soul is just like the attack means of breaking thousands of methods with one sword, which can be understood only when the sword is built deep. No fancy.

Field, broken under the sword.

A defensive magic weapon that penetrates under the sword. Even the body and the original God in the body were twisted and crushed. You can't die anymore.

Soldier spirit, this is the killing tool of existence.

"Wow!!"

After the soldier's soul killed the friar, his body mysteriously dispersed and turned into countless sword Qi again. He returned to the broken sword. The sword inserted on the ground also became calm. However, the sense of mourning emitted from the sword was still quite strong. It looked very strange. No one could think of it if he didn't see it with his own eyes. He was just here, There was such a terrible soldier who killed a Dujie friar in an instant.

"Whoosh!!"

"Emperor madman, look."

Just then, in front of him, there was a clear sound of breaking the air. He quickly looked at it and saw that the world source seed originally held in the hands of the middle-aged monk, after his death, showed a burst of glittering treasure light and fled to the central position of the meteorite God abyss. It seems to be pulled by a strange force.

"This is a cornucopia. Once the middle-aged monk dies, the original species has no owner, he will be photographed back to the cornucopia. Follow it, you will certainly find the cornucopia and the money tree." emperor Shi Tian flashed a light in his eyes and immediately realized it.

"No, I doubt. Now it's time for the cornucopia to cover the heaven and the world every 3000 years to absorb the ownerless treasures. No, if it's true, there must be countless strong people looking around inside and outside the meteorite God abyss, waiting for the moment when the cornucopia has absorbed the infinite treasures of the heaven and the world."

While Ming was talking, he suddenly thought of some possibility, and a different color suddenly appeared in the two longans.

"Come on, come on, Emperor madman, take the spirit of the friar into the hell prison. There should be a residual soul in his body. I can't say we can know the general situation from him."

The spirit attack is terrible. The way of attack is exactly the means of breaking thousands of methods with one sword. Thousands of sword Qi have broken their spirit when attacking him. However, the broken spirit should not dissipate immediately.

Emperor Shi Tian did not hesitate. When he looked at the fallen corpse, the purple light on the purple mark in his eyebrows flashed and fell on the corpse. Suddenly, on the corpse, an extremely illusory ghost forcibly pulled it out.

"Photo!!"

With a light drink, the remnant soul didn't even have any resistance, and immediately hid the purple light and fell into the eyes of the God of punishment.

"Soul searching!!" the remnant soul has been broken for more than half. It seems as if it will be broken and disappear at any time. Where will there be any power? As soon as it enters the hell prison, "Ming" immediately performs the soul searching technique. In a moment, Ming's expression becomes a little dignified.

"Tut Tut, Emperor madman, this time we hit 'great luck'. I really got it right. This time, it's really a 'Wanbao red tide' once every three thousand years."

"What is' Wanbao red tide '," emperor Shitian raised his eyebrows and instinctively felt something unusual.

"Every hundred years, the power of the cornucopia will be shrouded in the original continent. Every three thousand years, the power of the cornucopia will cover the heaven and the world. Once every three thousand years, the treasure pulled by the power of the cornucopia is as simple as the ocean. It is like a treasure tide rolling. What is surging inside is not the tide, but nothing The days of counting rare treasures will come again. "

"Ming" yearns for the way: "In the abyss of the meteorite God, any treasure that falls into the cornucopia and onto the money tree will be contaminated by the smell of two congenital spiritual treasures. Therefore, whoever gets the things on the cornucopia and money tree will disturb the soldiers after leaving. He will be chased and killed almost irresistibly. The only one who can get the treasure from the abyss of the meteorite God is every hundred At that time, the treasures attracted from the heaven and the world did not fall into the cornucopia and money tree, nor did they smell. Even if you win your hand, you can have a great chance to leave without disturbing the soldiers. This is a grand event. "

"No wonder, no wonder all the monks in the whole cultivation world left the sect. It turned out that they were all looking for the entrance to the meteorite God abyss. They were waiting for the arrival of the" Wanbao red tide ". They were so big and crazy that they gathered the strength of the whole cultivation world and arranged the" congenital Liangyi micro dust array "to hold the meteorite God abyss. My darling..."

While watching the monk's memory, "Ming" suddenly screamed without image, and the look was almost like jumping up. (to be continued, if you want to know what will happen later, please log in to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author and support genuine reading!)