Maoshan's treasure finally appeared in front of everyone.
Wuji Sky Club!
Now the old ancestor of Maoshan is holding the Wuji sky stick, the treasure in the treasure, the treasure in the treasure.
It's the same level weapon as Wugu gate nine turn Qiankun Ding.
The eyes of those around were all deeply attracted by the Wuji sky stick. In the past, they had never seen such a beautiful stick, and the patterns on the stick were vivid, just like living creatures.
Beautiful!
This is the first feeling of all.
Danger!
This is the second feeling of everyone.
There was an energy of death coming from the Wuji sky staff. The energy was very terrible and made people shiver. People around them involuntarily stepped back two steps. There was a stream of air coming from the stick. The clothes of the nearest people were all cut by the airflow.
"It's heavy!" Although he didn't touch the Wuji sky stick in summer, he could feel the weight coming from it.
What's more, there is a strong sense of oppression on the Wuji sky stick. This sense of oppression is not used by the ancestor of Maoshan, but the stick itself has such a sense of oppression. The lower end of the stick smashes a hole in the ground. This is because the old ancestor of Maoshan holds it. If the old ancestor of Maoshan releases the stick, the stick will go deep.
Because it's too heavy.
If this stick is pressed on an ordinary person, the bone will be broken immediately, and it will die in less than a second.
You don't have to use any Kung Fu on purpose at all.
If you press it directly, it will kill you.
"Wuji sky stick, this is the treasure of Maoshan." Han Zifeng was surprised to see the stick in the hands of Maoshan ancestors.
"It's amazing. I've stolen countless treasures, but I've never seen such treasures." Stealing the sky carefully looked at Wuji sky stick, his experience is very wide, but even he has not seen this kind of weapon.
This kind of treasure.
"This is the best treasure of Maoshan, a good thing." North Korea's second martial uncle clenched his fist.
North Korea's masters and Maoshan ancestors are mortal enemies. They all want to avenge the leaders of the previous generation. When Maoshan Laozu ridiculed the leaders, it was their shame.
"Wuji sky stick, my ancestor is going to move the real style." The old blood monster excitedly said that he knew that once the ancestor used the Wuji sky stick, he would die in the summer. The power of the Wuji sky stick was beyond imagination.
Moreover, the strength of Maoshan's ancestors themselves is prefectural level great perfection.
He has already begun to study the mysterious power, the power beyond the heaven level. As long as he can study it successfully, he can become a heaven level master.
"Die!" The old ancestor of Maoshan raised the Wuji sky stick with one hand and pointed to the summer.
It's the same as pointing one hand at him in summer.
The battle of this move is finally about to begin.
All the people on the scene held their breath. The old ancestor of Maoshan fought against the summer.
A bet.
Win, summer and his people will all die. The treasure of Wugu gate belongs to Maoshan. If you lose, Xia Xia and his people can leave safely.
But no one believes that Maoshan ancestors can lose.
His move is sure to kill summer.
So summer and the people behind him are doomed.
Although the situation is so tense, summer and the people behind him do not retreat. They are all hard bones. They show their ideas with their actions. In this case, they will only stand behind him in summer, not run away.
If summer loses, they won't resist.
Because this is a summer bet, they will certainly abide by it.
They believe that in summer, although the opposite person is a master who can not be defeated, but in their heart, summer will not lose, no matter who the other party is, even if it is a master like Maoshan Laozu.
This trust comes from the heart.
"Come on, use what you have, and I'll follow." The insect's tattoo on the left hand of summer moved. This time, it ran directly into the tattoo of Xiaoding, and then began to prepare to burn pills in summer.
He was not stingy and had five million pills. He knew that these pills had gone beyond the endurance limit of his body, but his left arm could bear the strength.
Because his left arm is a crystal bone.
The most mysterious crystal jade bone, some people say that the crystal jade bone is the bone of the heaven level master, but otherwise, even the bone of the heaven level master can not be so clear and transparent. Therefore, in summer, I believe that the crystal jade bone must be able to withstand the burning power of five million pills.
If he miscalculated.
Then he'll just explode and die.
Life is a gamble. He wants to gamble.
If you win, you can fight against the old ancestor of Maoshan. If you lose, you will lose your own life and those brothers behind you. He believes that the brothers behind you will surely want to take this life gamble with yourself.Boom!
The sky has changed.
It was sunny just now, but the sky was dark and dark, almost invisible.
Click!
Lightning!
In the light of lightning, we saw the momentum of the two masters.
Even the air has been changed in the duel between the two men. Because of the change in air, the sky will be overcast.
Tick!
The sound of raindrops on the rocks.
Hear the sound of the raindrops.
Everyone understands that the heavy rain is coming, the war is about to begin, and the ancestor of Maoshan is going to fight.
"A move to break the sky, if you can stop it, it proves that you should not die." The old ancestor of Maoshan said faintly that it was cold, and the air around him suddenly became cold. All the people on the scene felt cold and shivered.
Breath changes the air.
"Broken sky?" Summer light said: "if you can really break the sky, then I and you do not have to compare, but this is just a name."
Break the sky!
This is the move of Maoshan ancestor!
He wanted to kill the summer with one move and make the biggest sensation. So he used the breaking sky and his own unique skills. The masters like Maoshan Laozu could not be regarded as unilateral cultivation.
It's omnipotent.
In summer, there was no hesitation. Five million pills burned instantly.
In the small tripod, the bug quickly devoured the pill, and then vomited out the pure power. The power instantly gathered in the left hand of summer. The bug helped summer, and he helped summer purify the power of the pill.
This pure power is much stronger than the direct combustion of Qiankun cauldron.
If you burn directly, you'll waste a lot of power.
But now he doesn't have to worry.
The old ancestor of Maoshan held up the stick in his hand, and the thunder and lightning in the sky all hit the center of the stick.
Boom!
When the thunder and lightning hit the stick, everyone saw that the carving on the stick was alive.
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