Wang Dachun was depressed. This old guy, Bi Xue, and other gods and ancestors were all trying to snatch the artifacts, but he wanted to snatch a few Purple Thunder Swords from him.
Are you deliberately trying to make things difficult for yourself?
"Hmph, Blue Blood Ancestor, others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you!" Wang Dachun snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and the world in the sleeves unfolded, and immediately gathered the Blue Blood Ancestor's sword energy easily, and disappeared after just one wrap.
Now Wang Dachun has the strength to challenge the ancestor of the gods. He also wants to see if there is any gap between himself and the ancestors of the gods. It is estimated that even if there is a gap, it should not be very big.
Wang Dachun sneered in his heart, this Green Blood Ancestor thought he could be destroyed with just a flip of his hand, just like he did with other Holy Kings.
"Huh?" The expression on the Blue Blood Ancestor's face changed slightly. Unexpectedly, this didn't bother Wang Dachun at all. Is this okay?
The Blue Blood Ancestor's face was gloomy, "Boy, bring me the sword!"
"Humph, then it depends on whether you have that ability."
After Wang Dachun finished speaking, his heart moved, and his body disappeared directly. Feng Ling Jiutian Jue was deployed and disappeared like the wind. Now was the critical moment to seize the treasure. How could he have the intention to get entangled with the ancestor of Blue Blood now.
The Blue Blood Ancestor also snorted coldly and had to grab other treasures. There were still many treasures, and it was really not suitable to quarrel with Wang Dachun. That kid didn't seem to be weak. It might not be easy to deal with him in the short term.
The Patriarch of Blue Blood suffered the loss of being mute, and this relationship was finally settled.
Seeing that the Blue Blood Ancestor did not come after him, Wang Dachun secretly breathed a sigh of relief. His target was a pile of divine crystals near the corner. Each of the divine crystals here was about the size of a walnut, and there were probably several thousand of them.
Wang Dachun must now hoard a large amount of divine crystals to prepare for becoming a god. It is estimated that when he becomes a god, he will need a huge amount of energy, so he must prepare in advance.
Those artifacts and Taoist artifacts were not the most attractive to him. Godhead was more attractive, but he knew that it was simply not something he could get his hands on. Going to snatch the Godhead with a group of ancestors would be an act of seeking death.
Moreover, Wang Dachun plans to condense his own godhead in the future. After all, refining the godhead of others is relatively weak and has limited achievements. Only those who are not very talented and have no hope of becoming a holy king on their own in this life will choose to refine others. The godhead becomes a god.
For example, those holy kings with good talents would choose to condense their godhead themselves.
Even so, Wang Dachun still wanted to get the godhead of others, because the godhead included the magical powers, Taoist techniques and even martial arts of the ancestor of the gods throughout his life. That was the essence, and if he got it, he could enhance his own strength.
Therefore, a godhead is definitely more precious than an artifact.
At this moment, the fighting in the hall has reached a fever pitch, and a large number of masters have fallen. Especially the aftermath of the fight between the ancestors of the gods has caused many weak people to explode as soon as they get close.
What is the concept of the fight between dozens of ancestors of the gods? It was like a landslide and the earth was shattering. Even Wang Dachun had to put on the Great Light Divine Armor and the Arhat's Golden Body to barely resist.
Many people were directly shocked to death, or turned into a ball of blood mist. Wang Dachun secretly used the Great Devouring Technique to absorb the energy. Wouldn't it be a waste if so much energy is not absorbed?
But the strange thing is that most of this energy disappeared. Wang Dachun only absorbed 20 to 30%, and most of it was absorbed by a mysterious force.
This made Wang Dachun frown, and he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, as if a peerless demon fetus was being conceived here.
I don’t know if others have discovered it. Wang Dachun discovered it because he is relatively sensitive to energy. Most people may not discover anything.
It seems that this place is not suitable for staying for a long time!
He had to leave as soon as possible. Thinking of Wang Dachun's body turning into a white line and rushing towards the pile of divine crystals, he planned to leave after getting these piles of divine crystals and no longer covet other treasures.
But Wang Dachun was faster, and some were even faster. A monstrous demonic hand stretched out from the void and grabbed the pile of divine crystals fiercely.
The demonic hand was filled with demonic energy, full of ghostly aura, and even had scales. With a fierce grab, the terrifying aura erupted, making people afraid to approach it at all.
"Hmph!" Wang Dachun didn't show any stage fright. He directly used the Great Collapse Technique and exploded towards the demonic hand. Boom! There was a loud noise, and the scales on the demonic hand were exploded, and he quickly retracted.
This is the power of Three Thousand Dao Techniques. With a thought, you can explode wherever you want, with almost no time delay.
"Seeking death!" An angry voice came. An old man stepped out of the void, his fingers joined together to form a sword, and he slashed towards Wang Dachun with one sword.
This man has white hair, deep-set eye sockets, the skin on his face is like old tree bark, and his eyes are brown, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.
This person is called Patriarch Moxi, and he is an ancestor of the spirit who was cultivated from a tree spirit that lasted ten thousand years. However, this person's appearance is almost the opposite of Yun Zhu, and this Patriarch Moxi has a very violent temper and is murderous.
The magic hand just now was the rubbing magic hand he practiced, but he didn't expect to be injured by Wang Dachun, a little holy king.
This is great!
At the same time, Patriarch Momo's demonic hand grabbed the pile of divine crystals again. His demonic hand grew directly behind his back, stretching out several feet at a time, and it felt like the space would be torn apart when he grabbed it.
In an instant, nearly half of the divine crystals were taken away by the demonic hand!
At this moment, Wang Dachun wrapped his sleeves up and snatched away all the remaining divine crystals.
call out!
After doing this, Wang Dachun's body turned into a whirlwind and shot out, "Sister Mengyao, let's go!"
Shen Mengyao didn't react, "Huh? Why are you leaving! But..."
"There's no time! You listen to me!" Wang Dachun's ominous feeling became stronger and stronger, as if the peerless demon fetus was about to awaken.
"Okay!" Shen Mengyao nodded quickly when she saw Wang Dachun's solemn expression. She knew that Wang Dachun would not act without aim.
At that moment, Wang Dachun found several other Shen family disciples, rolled up their sleeves and fired electricity outside. As for the other Shen family disciples who were not at the scene, he couldn't care so much.
At this moment, the fighting on the scene became more intense, with blood raining all over the sky, and every master fell. Life here was like a piece of grass. It really echoed the old saying, it is really the death of man and money.
It's a pity that many people were killed before they could grab the treasures. Their deaths were even more unjust than Dou E's.
At this moment, the godhead was in the hands of an ancestor of the gods. Before he could be happy, all the ancestors of the gods immediately attacked him. His body was immediately torn into pieces and turned into a bag of rotten flesh. Even the innate Yuanling was stunned. Was shaken out.
At this moment, a sacred blood knife struck directly on his innate spirit, shattering it into pieces.
That ancestor of the gods completely perished.
