"Fellow Daoist Xiahou, how long will you wait if you don't take action?!"
"A Diao, why don't you take action?!"
Two loud shouts sounded almost at the same time, and the sword-browed man had already revealed a hint of a smile at this moment. He held a giant black-feathered blade in each hand and laughed in his heart: "Can't wait? It's coming!"
I saw huge wind blades appearing around the pair of black-feathered giant blades in his hands. In an instant, the space more than ten feet around was stirred up as if two terrifying wind tunnels had appeared, attracting everything around them. Fly towards the two black-feathered giant blades.
However, the wind tunnel only existed for a short moment and then disappeared. At this moment, all the wind blades had attached themselves to the black feather giant blade, condensing all the breath.
"Go..." The sword-browed man shouted, and the two black-feathered giant blades shot out from his hands, slashing at the two human race and ghost servant cultivators at the same time several times faster than before!
"Death!" Just as the sword-browed man shouted the second word, one of the black-feathered giant blades struck the ghost servant cultivator first!
The ghost servant cultivator did not expect that the sword-browed man who had originally agreed to join forces to kill the black dragon and the human cultivator would go back on his word in advance. The backup plan he had reserved to deal with the sword-browed man had not yet been used...
However, the battlefield is like this. The moment the Ghost Servant Monk discovered that he had miscalculated, its outcome was already doomed.
The black-feathered giant blade, supported by countless slender wind blades, instantly penetrated its defensive barrier, and then slashed diagonally across its waist. The ghost servant cultivator felt that all his magic power had suddenly stopped. It came down, and then, as if it had found an outlet, it spread wildly outwards along the middle of his waist. No matter how much he "retained" it, he could not take it back.
Without the support of mana, the tortoise shell shield that was originally no match for the black and white giant sword also made a crisp sound almost at the same time, just like its last cry, it was cut into two halves at the same time, turned into little auras, and was annihilated. Caught in the sword light of the human cultivator. And that sword light continued to chop down after the black-feather giant blade slashed across the head, splitting the ghost servant monk into four pieces from top to bottom!
The black and white giant sword had just completely killed the Ghost Servant cultivator, and then it collapsed after a flash of spiritual light and turned into two fairy swords again.
However, the appearance of the two fairy swords at this time has changed drastically - the blades of the two swords are covered with rust, the blades are incomplete, and only a small part of the hilt is left - just like an ordinary sword. The iron sword had been buried in the damp underground for decades, and it looked like it had been corroded throughout.
This is all due to the black water ball summoned by the ghost servant monk.
Two top-grade swords that had definitely surpassed the ninth level were just turned into two pieces of scrap metal!
The two broken fairy swords seemed to have some spirituality. One of them staggered and flew back in the direction of the human cultivator, while the other seemed to have lost control and fell straight to the ground.
The reason why it fell down was because it really lost control.
Looking at the human cultivators, only one of them was left at this time.
In mid-air, all the black holes from which black water balls shot out had disappeared. The jujube stone-shaped magic weapon that had been hidden somewhere before also fell from the void and was stuck in the soil with a pop. .
And the man who had used all his strength to control the Yin-Yang Fish Formation to resist the black water polo, now not only had his head missing, but one arm and one leg had become mutilated, as if they had been corroded by something alive, which was horrible to look at.
The other remaining person is not in a very good condition at this time. There are several large and small holes in Wuwu Hidden's robe, one arm is naked, and there is a foot-long wound on it, which is now full of blood. But the wound was already healing rapidly. It was obvious that this person had taken a pill that could heal the wound quickly.
In his arms, holding the body of the dead man, his true face was now revealed, full of grief, anger and anger. His red eyes glared at the sword-browed man, as if he wanted to eat him alive. generally.
At this time, the leaves that had been cut down by the sword energy of the two of them had just fluttered and fallen nearby, and then were involved in the faint rolling spiritual pressure around the human monk, and turned into powder.
I saw the sword-browed man stretching his hands to both sides, grasping with both hands, and the pair of black-feathered giant blades flew into his palms with two bangs.
"Hehe... don't glare at me like that. There is only one treasure, but there are four people trying to steal it. I can only blame you for trusting the wrong person." The sword-browed man said with a proud smile, "Oh, by the way, you You’re not wrong, haha, because I’m not a human being, I’m just a former ‘pet’ of your human race, haha…”
The remaining human cultivator took a deep breath, put the corpse of his companion into the storage ring and placed it, gritting his teeth and said: "You are right, our brothers trusted the wrong person! I didn't expect how many of us... A guy who has lived for thousands of years was finally tricked by a flat-haired beast like you! You did a good job, very good!"
"Hahahaha... That's a prize! That's a prize! Didn't I learn all this from you humans?" The sword-browed man laughed loudly, "When it comes to lying, deceiving, and plundering, who in the world can be better than you? What about the human race? What’s more, the master I once followed is a famous Ansa tribe member among your human race, and his ability in this area is unparalleled in the world!"
The human cultivator trembled with hatred and said viciously: "No wonder you didn't even blink when you lied before. It turned out that you were a beast raised by the Ansa people! Since your master didn't teach you well, then I I’ll send you to the underworld to meet him!”
Before he finished speaking, the human cultivator had already twisted his magic spell with both hands, and a big red cauldron flew out from between his eyebrows.
This is a large cauldron with four legs and two ears. It spun around in the air and became more than two feet high with a bang. A simple and heavy aura surged out from the cauldron, and suddenly there was A wave of air visible to the naked eye rolled up wildly and quickly passed through the nearby space of dozens of feet in radius.
The aura was so strong that it actually forced the sword-browed man, who had never been injured since the fight began, back by more than ten feet!
The sword-browed man had a stern look on his face. He quickly put away his contempt and looked at the big cauldron with concentration.
I saw that the thick walls of the square cauldron were covered with cloud-pattern reliefs. In the middle of the cloud pattern, there was a pattern of an evil ghost with pointed ears, leopard eyes, and a mouth full of fangs. The evil ghost was almost naked and half-kneeling. On the ground, he raised his hands above his head, as if he was worshiping something, and on both sides of him, there was an iron plate covered with long iron nails, which was pushed by several other people who looked like ghosts, and seemed to be closing in the middle. Squeeze over.
As the cauldron continued to rotate, the sword-browed man saw the other three sides of the four-sided cauldron, which were also engraved with three different evil ghost patterns.
The four evil ghosts all have hideous faces and are naked, but their shapes are very different.
One of them had his hands tied behind his back and was placed on a wooden cone in the middle of a stone platform with his back facing the sky. He looked like a sacrifice. There were many ferocious beasts around him, as if they were ready to eat him.
There was a man whose hands, feet, and head were locked with iron chains, and his body was pulled upright, as if he might be torn apart by five horses at any time.
Another one was tied up hand and foot like an animal, hanging upside down and being put into a smoking pan...
"This... is Purgatory Fang Zun!" The sword-browed man screamed out in shock. He couldn't help but flew back a few feet. With his hands together, he had already taken the pair of black-feathered giant blades into his body, and his aura immediately increased sharply. , seems to have used some kind of secret technique to forcibly improve his cultivation level again, which shows how much he attaches great importance to the so-called Purgatory Fangzun!
Just listen to the human cultivator saying quickly and with some effort while making the secrets: "You actually know the Purgatory Fangzun? If you can force me to use the Purgatory Fangzun to kill you, you have lived your life in vain! Go to hell!! !”
Accompanied by the roar of the human cultivator, the four-sided cauldron sped up in the air, and then disappeared with a bang, as if it had turned into nothingness in an instant.
However, this emptiness is just the feeling of Qu Wuming, a spectator watching from a distance.
But for the sword-browed man, this was not the case.
Although he had tried his best to prepare, he had even transformed into his original shape when the human man cast the spell - it was a bald eagle, huge in size, with its wings spread over two feet wide.
The bald eagle's eyes were as sharp as lightning. Seeing that the Purgatory Master had been activated by the human cultivator, he flapped his wings and was about to escape from here.
However, the next moment, it found a flower in front of its eyes. When it looked around again, it found that the world around it had turned into a scorched earth-like purgatory——
There were rolling fire clouds in the sky, and from time to time, fireballs falling like meteors passed through the fire cloud, dragging long black smoke from the sky, and then crashed into the ground with a roar.
The underground is filled with rolling magma, and the hot lava is all over the earth, rolling between the dark red rocks, hitting the surrounding rocks like waves, exuding a foul smell.
And in the magma, on the dark red rocks like isolated islands, there were countless evil ghosts screaming and struggling. From time to time, evil ghosts turned into blue smoke in the magma, and from time to time, evil ghosts were killed by the magma. The waves hit the rocks, and from time to time, evil spirits struggled to climb up the rocks from the magma. Then they raised their hands and begged to the bald eagle as if begging for salvation, shouting...
"It's just an illusion, but you want to trap me?!" The bald eagle flapped its wings fiercely, rolled up two huge tornadoes, and roared towards the magma below.
However, the two huge tornadoes only flew more than ten feet away before dissipating in the air with a pop, without even getting close to the edge of the lava.
Not only that, the two tornadoes that were originally powerful enough to set off a stormy wave and tear apart the space seemed to be unable to even shake the surrounding space along the way!
When the two tornadoes disappeared, the bald eagle's chest seemed to have been hit hard out of thin air, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood - that was the backlash caused by the powerful spell he cast being instantly wiped out. There is no way to avoid it.
Before the bald eagle could use any more tricks, everything in this world seemed to come to a standstill in an instant...
"I told you, can you give me a recommendation or go to Qimao? Haha."
