The sword was only a foot long, green as jade, round and lacking in sharpness, old and cracked.
It is more appropriate to say it is a sword, why not say it is a dagger.
But even so, when the sword appeared, it gave Ning Fan a great sense of crisis.
A trace of the power of the heavenly spirit emitted from the sword. When the master of the North Tower swung his sword, the power of the heavenly spirit turned into a green faint light. The faint light became a line. The line was like a blade. With a slight cut, it turned into nothingness. The heaven and earth, cut a very fine wound, faintly revealing the dark void under the wound...
Lingbao!
Only Lingbao can activate the power of the heavenly spirit to crush the void!
If this sword strikes the flesh, even Ning Fan's physical strength will be damaged!
Even the thunder whip cannot be easily hit on this treasure, otherwise it will be damaged!
But in a moment, Ning Fan discovered something different.
Although this sword is entangled with the power of the heavenly spirit, it is weaker than the real spiritual treasure.
Lingbao, also known as Xuantian Lingbao, can be used by monks to concentrate their spiritual thoughts when they reach the level of spiritual transformation. The spiritual power of the five elements is condensed into the Yuanli of Heaven and Earth. When the Yuanli is condensed to the extreme, it becomes the pure power of Heavenly Spirit.
For example, this sword has a hint of cyan light. That small amount of light can kill all the body-refining monks under the Jade Fate Realm. Judging from the color, it should be the power of the wood-attributed heavenly spirit.
But if it is said to be a spiritual treasure, its power is slightly lower... As soon as his mind changed, Ning Fan saw through it. This sword may have once been regarded as a spiritual treasure, but now, due to damage, it can only be regarded as a half-step spiritual treasure, which is stronger than the best. Weaker than Lingbao.
It's not the Xuantian Spiritual Treasure, but... the Xuantian Remnant Treasure!
Yes, that must be the case. The real spiritual treasure is in the early stage of becoming a god. It is extremely difficult to use, and the magic power of Ten Thousand Armors is not enough. If it is said to be a remnant treasure. Then Beibun can use this blade, and Ning Fan will understand the reason.
"Zhou Ming! I know that your body-refining realm is extraordinary, and you are the only one with a whip. You specialize in beating people with magic weapons, and use the magic weapon to kill babies! Xiang Liao was unaware of it. After suffering a secret loss, I will not make the same mistake again! With this sword in my hand, No matter how high your body refining level is, in my eyes, you can be killed easily!"
Bei Brown sneered, but the paleness of his face hinted at it. He does not control this blade as he pleases.
With this sword in his hand, he felt unprecedented confidence that he was becoming a god. It can also be injured!
"Third brother, you hold the treasure to block this boy's retreat. Don't let him escape... I will only harm my own cultivation before I can use the power of this sword and kill my second brother. If I get nothing, it will be too much." value!"
"yes!"
Dong Qing's escape light flashed, holding a long lock in his hand, and he was on guard if Ning Fan escaped. Then block it!
After blocking Ning Fan's retreat, Bei Brown slashed with a sword from top to bottom in his palm!
With this slash, Bei Brown's flesh and blood seemed to be swallowed up by Xuantian's Spirit-Slaying Sword. His face became paler, and his body became thinner at a rapid speed. In an instant, only skin and bones were left, and all the blood and energy were lost in the sword.
Like a blue light, falling from the sky, it reaches the sea surface, and the waves are calm.
But the next moment, at the light, the sky spirit tore apart, and the entire world was torn apart, revealing the void of darkness!
The moment the blue line cut, Ning Fan's heart trembled, and he teleported away without hesitation, but the spiritual thread was like a maggot attached to the bone. Wherever he escaped, the spiritual thread cut wherever he went, and there was no way to retreat!
With a fierce look in his eyes, Ning Fan knew in his heart that he would have no choice but to resist this Tianling's sword!
None of the magical treasures in his body have reached the level of spiritual treasures, not even the Xuantian remnant treasure. So, it seems that the only way to resist is with the physical body!
This is definitely the strongest attack that Ning Fan has ever seen. It is even more terrifying than a few attacks in the early stage of divine transformation!
When the Star of Earth in the right eye moves, the power of earth between heaven and earth seems to form a dark yellow giant shield, blocking it in front of him. Behind the giant shield, Ning Fan did not hesitate to activate the 'Nian Shou Jue', using the black sword thought at the peak of Nascent Soul, he turned into a black giant cocoon and wrapped himself in it. Within the giant cocoon, his whole body was completely transformed. Made of silver, with flashing magic patterns, and holding more than ten top-quality magic weapons in hand!
The huge shield formed by Tu Yuan was enough to block a blow from an ordinary monk, but under a line of blue light, with a 'chi' sound, the tens of feet thick earth shield was cut in half vertically, and the cut surface was as smooth as a mirror!
The first defense was broken, but only one-fifth of Qingguang's power was consumed!
Ning Fan's eyes showed a cold light, this green light was too sharp... With a glance, the black cocoon transformed by his spiritual thoughts had touched the green thread.
Like the sound of an eggshell breaking, the black cocoon, which was enough to block the great monk's blow, shattered!
And that green line left a thin invisible scar on the void of spiritual thoughts. Although the scar was small, it made Ning Fan feel pain in his consciousness and he spit out a mouthful of blood.
The will to keep the mind is also broken!
This sword is so terrifying!
This sword still has three-fifths of its power left. If it is physically blocked, it is not the right time!
Ning Fan's eyes were filled with madness as he threw the best magic weapons one by one and detonated them when they were near the green line!
A treasure is broken!
Ten treasures broken!
Baobao broken!
The top-grade magic treasures captured by the killed Nascent Soul were almost all broken into pieces. Every time a treasure was broken, there was a mana comparable to the Nascent Soul level, which bombarded the green line... The powerful force of the broken treasures shocked Ning Fan and sent him flying. Thousands of feet, and even the green line became illusory under the vibration.
The power of the green thread was less than one-fifth. At this moment, it approached Ning Fan and beheaded him!
Like a ray of light, everything is silent, fast, too fast! And Ning Fan tried to catch the light with his hands!
One punch, hit it on the green line!
With just one contact, his fist bones began to collapse, and the green lines invaded his body and destroyed him wantonly!
Before being seriously injured, Ning Fan's eyes suddenly became indifferent, his black hair grew, black mist shrouded his body, and with a bang, his body was shattered!
Green line, destroyed!
The master of the East Tower, Dong Qing, has already been shocked!
Although this sword killed Ning Fan, in the end, its power was exhausted by Ning Fan!
"Is this Zhou Ming's strength... Although the Xuantian Spirit-Slaying Sword is a remnant treasure, its power is no weaker than ordinary spiritual treasures! That sword can even hurt ordinary gods... This man can actually After erasing the green light, its combat power is infinitely close to becoming a god!"
Bei Brown was also shocked, but there was a sneer on his face.
One sword blow almost drained all his blood and essence. He was so seriously injured that even with the genius of Earth Treasure, it would not take a hundred years. It is absolutely impossible to recover from the injury, even if it is healed, it will be due to self-inflicted damage. His cultivation will definitely fall a lot. After recovering from the injury, I'm afraid I will only have less than a mana...
The cost of this sword is not small!
He is Northern Brown, and he can be considered a character! Being able to send out this sword is enough to be proud of!
Although the price was high, he finally killed Ning Fan and obtained two types of earth-line demon fire. Yan Zun will definitely reward you...
If they become a fifth-level alchemist and are given a 'Lihe Dan', they will all be able to become gods in this life!
"Haha! Third brother. Go quickly to the place where you died and look for the demonic fire of the earth veins! I'll take a short rest first and suppress my injuries..."
"But, there is no demon fire?"
"Impossible! This sword activates the power of the heavenly spirit and can destroy all its Nascent Souls. Not a drop of flesh and blood will be shed, but heaven and earth spiritual objects like the earth vein demon fire are not destroyed by the power of the heavenly spirit... huh? Could it be? Did this sword cut into pieces the void and caused the two fires to fall into the void? Trouble, it seems that the only way to do it is to damage yourself again. Cut up the void and take out the demonic fire, but with the next sword, you will cut it..."
Bei Brown, who was sitting cross-legged in the sky, was refining the power of the elixir in his body. Suddenly, his vest felt cold!
Countless ink-colored sword thoughts appeared behind him, transforming into an indifferent young man in black!
The young man's face was slightly pale, and he seemed to be injured, but he was not dead!
"You hurt me, are you very proud...Moliu distraction technique!"
This warning sign appears too strange!
Even Beibun didn't have time to ask for help from Dongqing, who was thousands of feet away!
This voice was like a demonic barrier, extremely cold, yet extremely familiar. It was unmistakable, it was that person!
"Zhou Ming! You are not dead, how is it possible! How is it possible! Ah!"
The young man dispersed into ink shadows again, and Beibun immediately screamed!
His right arm holding the sword was slashed by Mo Ying, beheading him alive!
And Mo Ying submerged into the body, crushed the immortal veins, destroyed the Dantian, and forced the little Nascent Soul of the Dantian!
At the moment when the flesh body was shattered and the Nascent Soul was about to be destroyed, the Nascent Soul, wearing golden armor, crushed a jade plaque in panic. A ray of flame rolled out of the jade plaque, and it used the power of movement to move it thousands of feet away!
He looked at the young man in the dark mist in disbelief, while Dong Qing was stunned by the reversed situation in front of him!
How can it be! 'Zhou Ming', who was struck by Tianling's sword, is still... alive!
What is that black mist body? It can be broken or condensed!
What is Moliu's distraction technique? Once broken into pieces, Bei Brown's physical body collapsed, and it was only with the help of the 'Great Moving Jade' that he was lucky enough to survive!
"Impossible! Impossible!" Bei Brown roared at the top of his lungs! The roar was filled with extreme fear.
"You are going to die... Before he died, Zhou had a question. You have taken great pains to serve Yanzun of the Rain Palace because Yanzun is a fifth-level alchemist. However, you don't know that Zhou is also a fifth-level alchemist. Master! You shouldn’t offend me.”
"Wha, what! You are a fifth-level alchemist!" Dong Qing was frustrated. If they had known that Ning Fan was a fifth-level alchemist, they would have tried their best to make friends with him. How could they hurt this person just to please another fifth-level person? …
Regret, regret... But after regretting, everyone's eyes were full of fear and resentment.
This Zhou Ming's method is too weird to deal with, so he should escape first, escape from the Endless Sea, escape back to the Rain Palace, and ask Flame Lord for help to avenge the two of them!
"Want to run? Be sure!"
Ning Fan pointed his finger to freeze the two of them, his black eyes as cold as ice.
He opened his mouth and sucked in Bei Brown's severed arm. Holding the green sword that was more than a foot long, a sense of the blending of heaven and earth emerged in Ning Fan's body and mind.
Is this the Xuantian Spirit-Slaying Sword... Along the way, I have underestimated the power of the magic weapon. I didn't expect that once the magic weapon enters the spiritual level and activates the heavenly spirit, its power is so terrifying that even I will suffer some injuries...
Xuantian's remnant treasure, but with his 19-armor magic power, even with the demonic power, it is not enough to activate it.
The two people who were immobilized damaged their bodies and tried to escape, but they were immobilized again by Ning Fan.
Break free, be sure!
Break free, be sure!
One person and one baby showed signs of despair. Ning Fan, who was in Mo Ying's current state, had an aura comparable to that of a great monk, but was no longer as good as the two of them. The body-holding technique used by the two of them was not easy to break free!
"Fellow Daoist Zhou Ming, if you let me go this time, I promise that after you return to the Rain Palace, you will never be held accountable for violating the laws of the world!"
"Pursuit? Oh, don't worry, I'm studying how to use this sword, and use this sword to cut off your head!"
"You can't use this sword! This sword is the transformation of gods, and..."
"Noisy!"
This sentence, the sound melted into the sky, filled with the sound of thunder, and echoed in the hearts of the two of them for a long time!
And a vast and vicissitudes of life slowly condensed on Ning Fan.
He bent his hand and grasped it, but it seemed that he had grasped the entire seabed soil in the palm of his hand!
"Soul-draining..."
An indifferent voice sounded, and the soul of the earth merged into Ning Fan's body and turned into endless magic power!
3 A, A, 1 A.
A, A, 1 A!
The magic power of Ten Thousand Armors is comparable to that of a transformed god. With so much magic power, even if Ning Fan does not damage himself, it is enough to kill a spirit with one sword!
"Extract...extract the soul! I understand! I understand! Your indestructible Mo Ying is an incarnation, and one of the rare 'immortal incarnations'! You, you...you are actually in the Nascent Soul stage, I have realized two kinds of Void-shattering magical powers! Zhou Ming, Zhou Ming! Haha, I died in your hands, it’s not in vain, it’s not in vain! But if you don’t kill me, I am willing to treat you as..."
"Noisy!"
With a flash of cold light, an extremely powerful momentum turned into a soul-slaying sword!
Zhan Ling cut a semicircle horizontally, and a green line passed through it, as if to open up the blue sky!
The green line cut across one person and one baby. Their faces were filled with fear, fear, and resentment!
Both the Nascent Soul and the physical body were quickly melted under one sword...
Two screams spread along the sea, but were immediately drowned out by the roar of the sky!
The void shattered into a black crack, and the power of the void made people's scalp numb.
Immediately, healing.
The waves were overwhelming, but there was only a young man in black standing in the center of the waves, looking at the sword in his hand.
The soul of the earth slowly disperses.
"The Xuantian Spiritual Treasure... is really terrifying... To deal with the Transformation God like this, you need to be extremely careful, and start to refine a few magical treasures... The Zhanli Sword can no longer just stay at the top grade..."
…
In Xuanwu City, countless old monsters surrounded the Nandan Tower. Among them, Lu Qing, Bei Xiaoman and other senior officials of the Heritage Palace were silent, holding three pieces of life jade.
The three pieces of life jade shattered one after another, which undoubtedly meant that the three tower masters died one after another.
In the South Tower, there was deathly silence!
And a moment later, a sensational news shocked Penglai and spread across the sea at a terrifying speed!
Zhou Ming, with his own strength, killed three great monks!
The three masters of the Pagoda of the Lost World Palace and the three guests of the Rain Palace, none of them survived!
Zhou Ming should be the first person among the gods in the endless sea!
