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"Give me death!"
As if with great effort, the old man slowly raised the pitch-black divine sword, pointed at the tip of the sword, and pointed it in the direction where Zhang Gan and the mad Taoist were fleeing.
Buzz!
At this moment, time and space suddenly froze, filled with immeasurable sharpness, and a jet-black, hundred-foot-thick sword energy traversed time and space, penetrated the rules, and rushed towards Zhang Qian and the crazy Taoist.
"It's over!"
Zhang Qian, who performed the Rainbow Transformation Technique, could naturally see his escape route, but the sword energy rushing from behind was too fast, so fast that it exceeded the speed of his Rainbow Transformation Technique. Speed, unless Zhang Gan cultivated into a seven-color rainbow light, he would not be able to dodge this sword at all.
The face of the mad man was ashes, and a vast underworld appeared around him. Ten dark temples stood in this underworld, and six vortexes of reincarnation hovered around the mad man, trying to block the edge of the sword energy.
Between the lightning and flint, all Zhang Qian's defensive methods appeared, including the Chaos Clock, Ninety-Nine Heavenly Luohua Gai, Shanhe Sheji Map, Xuanhuang Pagoda, Tianmo Pagoda, Tai Chi Map, and Qiankun Ding, but all magical means that contain defensive power, All blessings are in the body.
Boom bang bang!
The next moment, the dark sword energy struck, and the mad Taoist was the first to suffer. The vast world of the underworld could not resist the power of the sword energy, and was completely annihilated in an instant. Burst.
The ten temples in the Netherworld were not spared either, and were smashed into dust by the sword energy.
"ah¡¡!"
The madman let out a strange scream, and then he only had one head left.
Everything below the neck disappeared, and was annihilated by the sword energy into nothingness!
"this!"
Zhang Gan was horrified, the speed of the sword energy that annihilated the mad Taoist didn't slow down at all, and it killed him.
"Dodge, I can definitely dodge!"
The Dao God of Million Rules blessed his comprehension, his thinking speed soared a million times, and finally he could vaguely see the speed of the pitch-black sword energy.
But it's useless, he can't react when he sees it clearly, he doesn't even have time to hide in the jade, the speed of the sword energy has surpassed the speed of his thoughts, even he just gave birth to hide in the jade. It's too late to think about it!
In the end, under the blessing of the Dao God of Million Rules, he only had time to make the rainbow light he transformed slightly deflected, and immediately he felt that something was missing in his physical body.
All the defensive supernatural powers around him failed to resist at all, and were all penetrated in an instant!
"ah¡¡!"
After a while, a burst of severe pain that drove Zhang Qian crazy hit him. He screamed and looked down, showing a look of panic.
Half of his physical body was lost, and half of his body was annihilated by the sword energy into nothingness, leaving only one arm and one leg. It's like ten thousand ants biting the wound.
"Pain kills Daoist!"
The only remaining head of the mad Taoist suddenly yelled, baring his teeth and screaming.
Zhang Qian didn't expect that the madman was still alive with only one head left, and judging from his appearance, such a terrible injury might not be too serious for him.
Reminiscent of what the little old man said before, it is likely that before Zhang Qian arrived, the mad man had already fought against the old man, and was severely injured by the old man, but the mad man recovered quickly.
Swish!
Two streams of light flashed in a row, and Zhang Gan dragged his broken body into a rainbow and flew away. The crazy Taoist could actually use his head to perform Xiaoyao Dengxiandun, and the speed was not slow at all.
The two rushed towards the top of the canyon together.
"Where to run! Leave the ancestor's sword!"
An ear-piercing roar came from behind, but the two of them did not dare to turn their heads. They tried their best to cast their escapism. Zhang Qian suddenly reached out and grabbed the crazy Taoist's head, and disappeared in a flash.
"Huh? So again!"
The old man looked fiercely at the empty void, his majestic consciousness swept out, but found nothing.
At this moment, Zhang Qian had already used the technique of changing shape and changing shadow to leave. Without the barrier of the ocean-like evil spirit, the technique of changing shape and changing shadow once again played a miraculous effect.
When he reappeared, he had already arrived on the back of Jin Ao thousands of miles away.
As soon as it landed on Jin Ao's back, the crazy Taoist's head rolled out, almost falling.
"It hurts! It hurts Daoist to death"??! "
The mad Taoist kept crying out in pain and his head was rolling.
Not only he was in pain, but Zhang Qian was also grinning in pain at this moment, half of his body was annihilated into nothingness, and the black evil spirit kept eroding the wound like tarsal maggots, making him want to faint immediately.
"Hurry up, get rid of this evil spirit, otherwise, you won't want your whole body."
The crazy man stretched out his tongue while shouting, what stunned Zhang Gan was that the crazy man's tongue swiped extremely nimbly, and he used his own tongue to chop out a flash of light, which ruthlessly wiped out the evil spirit on his neck. The corroded wounds were neatly cut off.
Chi Chi!
A piece of rotten meat fell to the ground, and was corroded in the blink of an eye, leaving a puddle of black water.
Zhang Gan followed suit, and a ray of innate mixed sword energy appeared, and the sword energy was so fierce that his teeth were almost crushed in pain, and only then did he drive away the flesh and blood eroded by the evil spirit.
"What is the origin of that old monster?"
After eating jelly beans, he took more than a dozen pills to restore his injuries, Zhang Gan asked with beads of sweat on his forehead.
The mad Taoist yelled in pain and said weakly: "The old clapper is a mouse spirit, named the sword-eating patriarch. So, the Sword Devouring Ancestor was originally a mouse with no demonic aura. Who would have thought that the Great Xia Dynasty would suddenly collapse, and the Artifact Refining Department would also undergo a major change, and its vitality would be cut off. The Sword Devouring Patriarch fell into it by accident. Unfortunately, it happened to fall inside the Li Ding of the Great Xia, and there was only Wen left in the Li Ding, so he didn't refine the dead mouse to death, and made him a blessing in disguise, his blood was purified to the extreme, and his spiritual wisdom was opened. Influenced by the Immortal Emperor's Sword Soul in Da Xia Li Ding, after the dead mouse opened up his spiritual intelligence, the awakened talent was actually the talent that could devour sword cultivators!"
"Swallow talent!"
Zhang Gan was horrified, this kind of innate supernatural power was simply unheard of.
Talent is something that cannot be seen or touched, how can it be devoured?
"That's right, the dead mouse's innate supernatural power allows him to see the sword talent in all monks. As long as he kills a sword cultivator, this old demon can swallow and fuse the talent of that sword cultivator in his lifetime, and there is no limit to this kind of devouring." Yes, at the beginning, this dead mouse didn't even know what kendo is, but by devouring it again and again, he gradually became the number one talent in kendo. This kind of innate supernatural power was actually obtained by a dead mouse!"
The mad Taoist gritted his teeth, and Zhang Gan was also a little envious. Devouring the talent of swordsmanship was like cheating.
"No, I have the Qiankun Cauldron that can be returned to its original state. I wonder if I can take away the innate supernatural powers of the sword-eating patriarch?"
A flash of inspiration flashed in Zhang Qian's heart, and a thought suddenly popped up that made him extremely excited. The reason why the three-legged Golden Crow's bloodline inheritance can only be plundered by relying on the Chaos Clock is because there is a terrible seal in the three-legged Golden Crow's bloodline inheritance. This protective power can only be opened by the Chaos Clock.
But this sword-devouring patriarch is different. There is only one sword-devouring patriarch in the world. There is no seal protection in his bloodline. As long as the sword-devouring patriarch is refined in the Qiankun cauldron, Zhang Qian is sure, I must be able to snatch the other party's terrifying innate supernatural powers! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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