"Let's conquer the world together regardless of each other..."
Muttering to himself.
The powerful "Xuanyuan Sword Spirit" staggered, and the golden armor on its body made an inexplicable buzzing sound.
the other side.
The crimson thunder formed a light curtain that was enough to swallow up the sky and the earth, and was about to engulf the Zhenguo freak in mid-air.
"Little Jianjian..."
He was suddenly pulled out of his trance.
Suddenly waking up, "Xuanyuan Sword Spirit" seemed to hear that very familiar voice again.
next moment--
The figure wearing golden armor suddenly appeared in the void, turned around and showed a long-lost smile.
"My good brother, you have worked so hard for so many years..."
Ding~~~
A wave of heat suddenly emerged.
Golden light instantly shined on the dilapidated armor, and strong airflow spread.
This helmet was given a complete new life on the spot.
After hundreds of years of accumulation, the armor on the "Xuanyuan Sword Spirit" has actually lost the power it once had.
But now.
The bright light always accompanies it, and the metal texture like glass is dazzling, but just a glance is dizzying.
"I am not a tool..."
Ugh~~~~
He looked up sharply.
In the pitch-black helmet, a pair of bright golden pupils shined like the scorching sun.
The self-consciousness of "Xuanyuan Sword Spirit" suddenly became as clear as water, and all the confusion and doubts aroused by the strange ability of the red tide disappeared at this moment.
The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, unrivaled in the world.
A golden brilliance suddenly flashed across the sky, like a dragon coming out of the sea to meet the red thunder in the sky.
Boom——
A strong airflow passed by in a flash.
Most of the phantoms of the priests in the sky collapsed in an instant. From a distance, it looked like a huge blood-like curtain, which was suddenly cut off in half.
"Damn it, you actually got rid of my confusion and witchcraft..."
I couldn't help but be startled.
The body of the Crimson Tide Priest immediately retreated a large distance, and he pondered: "Is it because of this armor?"
Confused by witchcraft——
This is the unique ability of Crimson Tide Priests. It aims to confuse the self-awareness of individual life, draw out the confusion and despair in their bodies, and ultimately plunge the enemy into a bottomless abyss of self-doubt.
Regardless of whether you are a human or a freak, it is impossible for any living creature to be without confusing obsessions.
To confuse people and stir up trouble.
It is with this set of tricks.
As one of the Five Colored Priests, Crimson Tide has defeated many powerful men more than once.
But today, this move has completely lost its effect on "Xuanyuan Sword Spirit"? !
"That's right, I'm not a tool..."
The armor on his body looks like brand new.
The Zhenguo freak holds a sword in one hand, as if the founding emperor of the Xia Dynasty had returned to the world.
"The bond between me and the little madman is stronger than you think. We are brothers who have experienced countless life and death battles together. This will never change!" 』
Follow Xuanyuan Feng and fight all the way.
"Xuanyuan Sword Spirit" has gradually grown from an ordinary weapon spirit freak to a top-notch freak that can dominate the world.
Ordinary people simply cannot imagine how much suffering and bloody battles they have gone through along the way.
Fight together and depend on each other for life and death.
For "Xuanyuan Sword Spirit" and Xuanyuan Feng back then, it was by no means a simple talk.
"I have to say, you are indeed very capable..."
One move with both hands.
Thousands of clones quickly gathered together, continuously superimposed and blended, and finally returned to one another.
After simply removing the clone barrier, the Crimson Tide priest remained indifferent and said in a deep voice: "It seems that if we want to completely solve this big trouble of yours without paying a small price, it probably won't work."
All of a sudden.
A blood-like mist emerged from the soles of the Crimson Tide Priest's feet.
In conjunction with the shrill demonic wind.
A large amount of blood mist rose from bottom to top, like a raging tornado, covering most of the red priest's body in an instant.
Roar~~~
above the ground.
Many strange beasts suddenly became inexplicably excited.
The tentacles behind the back swayed crazily, and the bald head suddenly stretched high, opened its bloody mouth, and roared at the top of the sky at the priest.
"This form really makes me feel uncomfortable..."
The same hoarse voice slowly came out from the blood mist.
Hold the sword tightly.
The "Xuanyuan Sword Spirit" in front of them was ready, and from the oncoming violent wind, they seemed to feel some familiar aura.
"But it's all worth it to kill you!"
boom--
Huge red tentacles surged out from the blood mist, stretching out to a length of dozens of meters.
All of a sudden.
A huge eyeball opened from the void, the scarlet pupil was covered with veins and bloodshot eyes, staring through the sky at the Zhenguo freak on the opposite side, exuding a terrifying and resentful aura.
The Crimson Tide priest in front of him had already lost his human form and turned into an ugly lump of flesh.
Apart from the remaining rags of the red robe, only the huge pupil and the terrifying tentacles behind him were still vaguely identifiable.
"I remember this breath. 』
Hold the sword tightly in your hand.
"Xuanyuan Sword Spirit" did not lose its position. The sword energy around its body echoed with each other, and it was tit for tat with the terrifying aura exuded by the opponent.
"Back then, the little madman and I had to deal with a very powerful and special enemy. That battle was a river of blood. If we hadn't stopped him, that guy would have probably destroyed all the creatures in this small world. . 』
"The first [Awakened One] in history, the decadent and violent aura emanating from you is almost exactly the same as him..."
A loud sound~~~~
The sharp blade pointed directly at the inhuman Crimson Tide Priest.
Da Xia Zhenguo's freak was full of sword energy and said in a deep voice: "You are the direct descendant of that guy!" 』
"Haha, you are too flattering to me..."
A hoarse sound came from the huge meat ball.
With the blood-red tentacles swaying unsteadily, the Crimson Tide Priest revealed his true form and smiled coldly, his tone full of helplessness and inexplicable anger.
"Over the years, the master has never had a so-called direct descendant. At best, we are just cells specially divided by him."
There was a pause.
The huge scarlet eyes glared suddenly, and the bloody storm immediately spread crazily in all directions.
"That's right, I'm just the master's slave..."
The blood-red tentacles split again and turned into dozens of equally terrifying ferocious giants.
The red tide in front of them became crazy and hysterical, as if they were suddenly awakened to the confusion and despair hidden deep in their hearts, and they roared hysterically.
"A domestic slave who possesses the negative humanity and energy in his body, as well as a unique killing gene!"
