Chapter 1106

Xuantian's tone is indifferent, but it reveals a firm intention to kill, plus a part of the ridicule.

"Xuantian, dare to hurt my son and wait for you to soar to the divine world. The supreme emperor wants you not to survive, but not to die. What do you want to do, you should think twice before you act!"

At this moment, the void is distorted, and it seems that there is a faint ripple spreading. A mighty voice rings out in the vast and endless starry sky, as if from all directions, shaking the mind of the dark sky.

No one in the world can make such a mighty voice. The voice comes from the divine world, and the divine voice comes from the father of Sikong Ding, the king of Sikong.

Hearing the voice of Sikong king, the frightened Sikong Ding revealed the light of hope in his eyes.

At this moment, Sikong Shenwang in the divine world may feel everything that the latter sees and hears through the sense organs of Sikong tripod. Everything Xuantian says can be heard by Sikong Shenwang.

"Ha ha ha ha...!"

Xuantian was not afraid of the king Sikong's warning. Instead, he burst out a laugh and said, "Sikong Zhuixing, I once killed Qin Shiyu, the son of the immortal God King. He also talks like you. However, Qin Shiyu is still dead. Do you think that with one word, you can frighten Xuantian down? Let me have a good look at how your son sikongding died, and remember this feeling well, because one day, I will come to the divine world to find you and calculate the life and death account of the king of the sword. You, like your son, will die under xuanmou's sword. "

Hoo -

the endless starry sky is stirring, the breath is rolling, and the anger of Sikong God King is transmitted to the world, making the endless sky tremble.

"Xuantian, don't listen to the warning of the immortal God King, this is your biggest mistake in your life. Now you dare to fight against my Sikong God King, and you are looking for your own way of death. One day, you will become a God. I, the Immortal King, and the other gods and kings will be waiting for you. At that time, no one in the sky or the earth can save you, and you will surely die—— ！”

The voice of Sikong Shenwang was almost roaring. His voice floated back and forth in the starry sky and sounded several times in succession.

"Let's see the real chapter in the future, but now, your son will die, and the holy tripod of wood will fall into the hands of Xuantian. Sikong Zhuxing, please keep your eyes open...!"

Xuantian had a big drink, and he no longer asked Sikong God King any more. His whole body was in full bloom, and the five holy tripods were also full of momentum. He launched the most violent attack on Sikong tripod.

In the golden sword, with a touch of dead gray, that is the power of death that Xuantian destroys to the limit.

Sikong Ding has the holy tripod of wood to protect the body. It is almost equivalent to cultivating the immortal body. Any injury can be instantly recovered.

However, the power of the holy tripod of wood can not be controlled by Sikong Ding. Only by gaining some fur, it is impossible for him to live forever. Xuantian's power of death is of great lethality to his life.

Moreover, the invisible power of time, Xuantian also destroyed to the limit, not giving Sikong Ding any chance to live.

Even though the holy tripod of wood is the holy tripod of the Lord's life, the person who obtains it almost can't die. However, before the power of the holy tripod of wood is fully obtained, the endless power is also very limited.

Seeing Xuantian's sword light splitting, Sikong Ding's face was suddenly shocked. The calm he had shown because he heard the voice of Sikong God King disappeared completely, even more frightened.

Even the voice of Sikong God King could not suppress Xuantian. He knew that this time it was absolutely a dead end.

However, Ming must die, Sikong Ding is also persistent in life, still doing resistance.

"Star picking hand!"

Sikong Ding used his divine martial art "star picking hand". One meteorite after another was picked up by him from the depths of the starry sky and dashed towards the dark sky.

These meteorites, with a diameter of ten thousand feet, are even bigger than the holy tripod. Their strength is really terrible. If they are hit by a demigod, they have to be severely damaged.

However, this kind of resistance, relative to the violent attack of Xuantian, seems a little weak.

After the golden sword was cut off, all the meteorites were turned into two parts, and then they were cut into pieces by the sharp sword gas.

In addition, although the volume of the tripod is not as large as those meteorites with a diameter of 10000 Zhang, it is far better in terms of firmness. With a fierce collision, the holy tripod is safe and sound, and all the meteorites are crushed.

In a blink of an eye, all the meteorites were reduced to pieces under the violent attack of Xuantian. The golden sword awn and the huge holy tripod were attacked continuously on Sikong Ding.

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Xuantian's body was like a shadow. He kept attacking Sikong Ding like a storm. The golden sword with the power of death broke through everything and split into the body of Sikong Ding. The invisible power of years took away the life yuan of Sikong Ding year after year.

After more than ten breaths, Sikong tripod has hit more than ten swords and has been hit ten times by the holy tripod.

Even though he was protected by the holy tripod of wood, his body could not recover completely at the moment. His body was covered with sword marks and blood flowed.Moreover, the age of Sikong Ding has changed from about 20 years old to about 40 years old, which has lost a lot of Shou yuan.

Bang -

with a loud explosion, Sikong Ding's body instantly separated from the wood's holy tripod, and exploded in different directions. His attack power was so strong that the holy tripod was knocked out of his body and was not under his control.

"No

Sikong Ding screamed in terror. Without the protection of the holy tripod of wood, he could not even support for a moment under the attack of Xuantian.

Although he could not survive with the holy tripod of wood, he could still hold on to ten breaths, which was a good thing for Sikong Ding, compared with dying in an instant.

Whew -

a golden sword with a touch of dead gray instantly pierced the chest of Sikong Ding, and then the fierce sword Qi exploded and splashed everywhere, directly cutting the body of Sikong Ding into pieces.

Xuantian would not give Sikong ding a chance. As soon as the holy tripod of wood left, Xuantian exerted his utmost strength to strike Sikong Ding and killed it instantly.

Bang -

the body of Sikong Ding was broken, and it made a huge noise like shaking the sky and the earth. His body protecting artifact exploded in this moment, and the waves of explosion spread to all directions in an instant. In a blink of an eye, the void of hundreds of miles around collapsed, and then, thousands of miles around

However, Xuantian in the first time, the body will enter the holy tripod.

The six cauldrons and the holy tripod are set together. The terrible wave of destruction impacts on the holy tripod and cannot vibrate the holy tripod.

Although the power of artifact self exploding is strong, the holy tripod is far from being comparable to the artifact and is not affected by it.

When the waves of destruction dissipated, Xuantian's body came out of the holy tripod, flashed a shadow in the void, and came to another giant tripod floating in the void.

This is a green holy tripod, revealing a lively breath. It seems that as long as there is this tripod, there will be life.

It's the holy tripod of wood.

As soon as Sikong Ding was killed, the holy tripod of wood became an ownerless thing.

Looking at the holy tripod of wood, Xuantian's eyes revealed great joy.

Xuantian had a feeling that the holy tripod of wood in front of him was calling him. There seemed to be an invisible force between him and the holy tripod of wood, just like positive and negative, yin and Yang He felt that there was a defect in his body. As long as it was integrated with the holy tripod of wood, it would be eliminated and turned into perfection.

Suddenly, Xuantian's spiritual power contained and refined the holy tripod of wood. Soon, he branded his spiritual mark in the holy tripod of wood and became the master of the holy tripod of wood.

At the moment of success, Xuantian had a wonderful feeling in his heart.

It's like, people who have been hungry for many days suddenly have a delicious meal, and those who have been thirsty for many days have suddenly drunk extraordinary Yuqiong spirit liquid

For a moment, Xuantian has a feeling that the whole person wants to sublimate, and feels extremely satisfied and excited.

At the moment when the holy tripod of wood was thoroughly refined, the origin of wood in Xuantian's body was finally completed, and there was no defect in the flesh body. Although there was no breakthrough in cultivation, the strength of the flesh body suddenly increased to a large level.

His spirit and body, from eight to nine.

In the past, he could not feel the profound meaning of wood and the breath of life, but now he can't.

Even in the dark and cold starry sky, the sky can feel the breath of life everywhere.

As soon as Xuantian lifted his hand, the "holy tripod of wood" shrank and fell into the palm of his hand, and his face showed a happy smile.

"Well, I've got the nine holy tripods. I've got seven of them. Only Yin and yang are still missing. If I can understand the degree of chaos, water, fire, wind, thunder and earth, and merge the seven holy tripods, maybe I can sense the position of the two holy tripods."

Xuantian looked at the holy tripod of wood in his hand and said in his heart.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

In a flash, six rays of light came out. Xuantian took out the six sacred tripods of chaos, water, fire, wind, thunder and earth, and then threw out the holy tripod of wood. Looking at the Seven Sacred tripods arranged neatly in the void ahead, Xuantian was ambitious and full of confidence.

"I will get the holy tripod of yin and the holy tripod of Yang. The nine tripod saints will gather together. I will worry about the secret of the power of the nine sacred tripods...!"

Xuantian swept his arms and collected the Seven Sacred tripods into his body. His eyes looked far away in one direction. His figure flashed and disappeared.

Tianwu world, somewhere in the starry sky, there is a flower in full bloom.

Around the empty flowers, there are long Ziyan, Xuanyuan chuxue, Jianchi And so on, the emperor on the other side of Sikong Ding, who escaped, died, and his dead body was eaten by the tiger, leaving nothing behind.

Now, the void flower is about to mature. Long Ziyan and others are here, waiting for the return of Xuantian.

In this war, Xiaohu and sword maniac both gained great benefits. Xiaohu not only ate many bodies with nine star emperor and demigod, but also the spirit body of Jue Zhanling. His cultivation has broken through and became the eight star demon emperor, and there are faint signs of breaking through to the nine star demon emperor. It seems that it will not be too long ago.However, sword maniac devoured the spirit of Jue Zhanling, and had not yet had time to refine. When he was completely digested, the injury would have a great recovery. At that time, the strength of sword maniac would have to recover to the existence of gods.

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