Chapter 3072

This grey sword looks unimportant, and its whole body is not as big as a palm.

It's easy to be ignored and despised.

But Ning Tao did not dare to have this idea.

How could Sikong Xin, who was carrying the hope of such a big overlord, make fun of his name at the moment of his life and death? His whole body was tense.

Vaguely, I feel something is wrong.

"Soul sword, disease ~"

"break ~"

Sikong Xinxue's eyes are red. Now he doesn't care about anything. As long as he can kill Ning Tao, everything is worth it, even the biggest card of his trip.

With an order, the soul sword suddenly "dribbles" and spins, but suddenly disappears.

It's invisible to the naked eye.

Everyone was stunned.

Ning Tao, because he has been turning on perspective, can see an outline in the blur, and is flying towards himself, and the speed is incredible, and it's coming in the blink of an eye.

"What is it?"

"Ready for the divine attack?"

As soon as he clenched his teeth, he suddenly opened his eyes angrily. His mind was in a frenzied riot. Three forces interweaved into a sword.

It comes from his heaven soul, earth soul and human soul.

This move is an evolutionary version of the spirit cutting. It is the teaching of master Huhe, which makes him understand the form and meaning, and adapt the soul to all things.

This is also the first time that it has been used.

"Soul skill, three soul chopping!"

I saw a three color Dragon Blade and met it.

It seems that one is the size of a butcher's knife, while the other is only the size of a slap in the face. However, Ning Tao is more and more upset.

At this moment, the two forces collided, and the tiger finally exposed its claws.

"Dang..."

"Boom boom..."

A burst of violent roar made Ning Tao's brain suddenly "buzz", and then he burst out a blood arrow. His mind was hurt, and the soul sword was not destroyed.

On the contrary, the three soul sword was smashed.

"The meaning of overlord," Ning Tao gritted his teeth and widened his eyes. This sword is actually the meaning of overlord.

It's an old monster's idea.

He is a fairy king. How can he compare with the elder of bawangzong? Damn asshole, shameless.

On the other hand, when he saw Ning Tao spitting blood, Sikong Xin was overjoyed. This time, he didn't believe that he could kill you. Before he set out, the supreme elder of his pulse didn't hesitate to spend his spiritual cultivation to gather this soul sword for him.

Even if you meet an Immortal King, you can kill him if you sacrifice this sword, unless the divine idea is half as strong as him.

Otherwise, even if it's hard to die.

Extremely powerful!

This is also the strongest card in sikongxin's hand.

Originally, it was intended to be reserved for the second round of selection. After all, once used, once consumed.

Bawangzong is still counting on him to get a good place, but there's nothing he can do now.

Looking at Sikong Xin's grimace, Ning Tao wipes the blood from his mouth and nose. His mind turns quickly. I'm afraid that he can't stop this sword by relying on the defense of spirit.

Once cut into the sea of soul, light is heavy damage, or vegetative, heavy, fall on the spot.

"So cruel..."

Ning Taohong's eyes and teeth were clenched. Suddenly, he had an idea in his mind. Just when this soul sword was about to break through the air, he suddenly threw out something.

And under the hood.

"Boom..."

The shock of the earth made people dazzled, because it was said to be slow just now. In fact, it was only at the critical moment that they didn't even think about it.

In front of Ning Tao, there is a golden pagoda, towering and impeccable.

Ning Tao was standing behind the tower, gasping violently.

A sense of survival.

"It's a success!"

But the crowd was at a loss, looking at the golden pagoda and wondering: "this what is it? Magic weapon? By the way, what about the soul sword just now? "

As soon as the words came out, even sikongxin was dumbfounded, and the feeling between him and the soul sword disappeared.

It can't be said that it's disappearing. It seems that it's isolated by some force. It can faintly sense, but it can't summon the soul sword to fight any more.

"You What have you done? Where's my soul sword? Where did you hide him? " Sikong letter panicked.

The whole person, the brain is blank.

Ning Tao grins and wipes the sweat on his forehead. Looking at the Sunset Tower in front of him, he feels proud. It seems that the gilding is not for nothing.

He suppressed the soul sword.

Si kongxin can't take out his soul sword unless he hits the broken Sun Tower.

Moreover, once you kill him, no one can control this soul sword. It seems to be his thing.

As soon as Ning Tao's eyes brightened up, his killing opportunity flashed. "Jie Jie" laughed, held his long gun, and roared: "Sikong Xin, your end is coming.""Whoosh..."

In a flash, he disappeared in the same place.

Sikong Xin was busy drawing his sword, but his legs and feet were soft and he opened his mouth to cough up blood. His injury was too serious just now.

Besides, it takes a lot of soul power to control the soul sword. He has run out of oil and the lamp is dry now.

Pooh, a blood gun went through him.