Chapter 369: True Immortal Weapon Spirit

Wei Cang's speed was exerted to the extreme at this time, with Xia Qi and Xu Ping, but it was like a whirlwind, flashing by, and it was extremely fast.

Feeling the strong wind blowing on his face, Xia Qi's heart was secretly awe-inspiring.

The speed that Wei Cang showed at this time exceeded too much before, which made Xia Qi feel a lot more jealous and surprised in his heart about Wei Cang's strength.

At the same time, Xia Qi was also curious about what kind of treasure was in the place where the roar came from, which was worth Wei Cang's desperate rush over.

The body is like electricity, the scene around him changes, there are soul beasts flashing, but more are lifelike sculptures, as if they can be seen everywhere in this space.

"Huh!"

After a while, Wei Cang's figure stopped, and Xia Qi stared at it, but saw that there was a wide hall in front of him, which was gloomy and terrifying.

And in the middle of this hall, there is a fierce battle.

I saw a figure fighting with its huge soul beast, exploding again and again, roaring continuously, it seemed to be evenly divided, and no one could help anyone.

"It's Hu Zhi!"

Xia Qi's pupils shrank, and he could see that this figure entangled with the soul beast was Hu Zhi, who was the strongest cultivator among the eight god-transforming stage cultivators.

"Such a powerful soul beast, it can fight with Hu Zhi without falling behind!"

Xu Ping also exclaimed beside him, gasping.

During this time, following Wei Cang's side, he saw that Wei Cang had hunted too many soul beasts, causing Xu Ping to have no fear of soul beasts, and at this time, he was shocked when he saw that this soul beast could fight against Hu Zhi.

Unlike Xia Qi and Xu Ping, Wei Cang's gaze did not fall on Hu Zhi's body, but on the wall of this hall.

On the wall, dark red, ancient and evil, emitting an eerie smell of blood, on the wall was a brush with a thick arm.

Moreover, this brush stick, hanging on the wall, seems to exude a mysterious qi, and the eerie aura around it surrounds it, as if it is nourishing this brush.

"No return to the way of the sword, broken soul!"

Hu Zhi shouted violently, and his divine consciousness was condensed into a big sword and slashed out, which could slash the soul, force this huge soul beast back, and then retreat.

"Wei Cang Daoyou, this brush is a good old man!"

Hu Zhi forced the soul beast to retreat, did not continue to attack, and let the soul beast get close to the brush, but turned to Wei Cang and spoke in a deep voice.

"Huh...... Hu Zhi Daoyou, you alone, you can't take care of this soul beast, now that everyone is here, it's better to see what everyone's opinions are!"

Wei Cang smiled faintly, not afraid, and spoke calmly.

"Whew!"

The strong wind was howling, and several figures rushed over from a distance, stopping their figures, and it was the rest of the Divine Transformation Stage cultivators who had already gathered here.

Tang Wei is also among them.

When he saw that Hu Zhi and Wei Cang were already here, his face became gloomy, and a touch of anger flashed in his eyes.

The eight god-transforming stage monks gathered together, while Xia Qi and Xu Ping retreated cautiously, not daring to approach, for fear that they would be affected.

"A few Taoist friends, the old man was the first to discover this brush, and I hope that a few Taoist friends will not make it difficult for the old man!"

After a moment of silence, Hu Zhi was the first to speak, he bowed his hand, his face was calm, and he spoke in a deep voice, looking quite sincere.

"Hu Zhi Daoyou, you and I are both cultivators in the Transformation Period, and we have experienced an unknown amount of bloody wind and rain in cultivation, so you must know that for monks, there are no first-come, first-served rules......"

Tang Wei opened his mouth with a gloomy face, and his gaze fell on the brush.

"What Tang Wei Daoyou said is reasonable, this brush is probably more than the level of immortal weapons, it is likely to be a real immortal weapon, and the power is endless, especially the nemesis of the soul beasts here, it is extremely precious, and you can't Hu Zhi Daoyou take it for himself if you come first!"

The rest of the monks all spoke in agreement, obviously looking at this brush, but Wei Cang was silent at this time, silent.

"This brush is of great use to me, I will never give up, I can give a few Taoist friends some soul beads, but you must help me seize this brush!"

Hu Zhi's eyes flashed with a chill, and he opened his mouth categorically, with a chilling murderous intent.

Tang Wei and the others were all shocked.

Hu Zhi's strength is the strongest in the group, and it is not a last resort, even if it is Tang Wei of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, he doesn't want to completely fall out with him.

"Since this brush is of great use to Hu Zhi Daoyou, then the old man will not participate in the competition, he only needs three soul beads, plus the soul beads in the body of this soul beast to me, the old man will definitely do his best to help Hu Zhi Daoyou get the brush!"

Tang Wei showed a smile and said to Hu Zhi.

Hearing this, not only Hu Zhi, but also Wei Cang and the others all looked gloomy.

The three soul beads, this is nothing, anyway, it is not from them, it has no effect on them at all, but the soul bead of the huge soul beast in front of him cannot be given to Tang Wei.

"The old man only needs the soul bead in the body of this soul beast!"

A monk on the fourth layer of the Transformation Stage was not afraid of Tang Wei, and stood up and spoke in a deep voice.

"The same goes for the old man!"

As soon as someone opened his mouth to take the lead, the rest of the monks also stood up, all targeting the soul beads in the body of this huge soul beast.

"A few fellow Daoists, you really want to fight with the old man!"

Tang Wei's face was gloomy, his eyes were vicious, he swept the faces of several monks, and he spoke in a cold voice, full of coercion.

"Two soul beads for one person, the soul beads in the body of this soul beast in front of you, who has the ability to take it themselves!"

Hu Zhi spoke, at this time, he was far from reaching the bottom of the tomb, and it was not the time to completely stiffen, as soon as he spoke, Tang Wei's threat immediately dissipated without a trace.

"Two soul beads, Hu Zhi Daoyou, isn't this a little missing!"

Tang Wei continued to speak, relying on the fact that his cultivation was almost the same, and he had no fear of Hu Zhi.

"The old man only has so many soul beads, if he doesn't agree, then I will simply fight separately and seize this brush with my ability!"

was repeatedly contradicted, and a wave of anger also rose in Hu Zhi's heart, looking at Tang Wei coldly, and speaking coldly, full of tyrannical anger.

Tang Wei's expression changed slightly, his eyes swept over the brush, he was unwilling, but in the end he was silent and had no opinion.

"Give each of you two soul beads, the soul beads in the body of this soul beast, you each have your own ability!"

Hu Zhi took out fourteen soul beads and gave them to the seven god-transforming stage monks, and then his gaze fell directly on the brush on the wall.

And Tang Wei, Wei Cang and the others, who took the soul beads, their eyes fell on the huge soul beast waiting next to the brush.

"Wait for the old man to try you!"

Some monks couldn't bear it, so they shot directly, and pointed like a sword, slashing down from the void, and one after another sword light raged like a rainbow, cutting the space into pieces, and falling towards the soul beast.

"Woo ......"

The soul beast let out a ghostly roar, and its eerie, illusory-like figure floated slightly, avoiding the sword qi, and drifted towards the monk like green smoke.

This soul beast obviously did not have a high IQ, and in a fit of rage, it forgot its duty to guard the brush and killed it directly, swinging an eerie aura like a storm.

"Shoot!"

Tang Wei and Wei Cang also made a move, this soul beast is too powerful, it is conceivable that the soul beads conceived in the body are definitely extraordinary, and these god-transforming stage monks all want to keep it for themselves.

"Boom!"

The seven Divine Transformation Stage cultivators, including Tang Wei and Wei Cang, the two masters of the seventh layer of the Transformation Divine Stage, shot together, and in an instant, the soul beast had already fallen into a situation of great danger.

All kinds of brilliance shined, like a starry sky, surrounded the soul beast, the soul beast let out a terrible ghost scream, and the yin qi of the four directions was immense, but it was to no avail.

And at this time, Hu Zhi finally made a move.

The soul beast was lured away, and the arm-thick brush hung on the wall, attracting an eerie ghost aura around it, and it seemed to reveal landscape paintings, which were mysterious and unpredictable.

"Capture me!"

Hu Zhi shot directly, his big hand reached out, and a golden palm print was conjured, and he grabbed it towards this brush, extremely fast, and came in a flash.

"Bang!"

However, this palm grabbed down, but it fell short, only to see the moment the palm print fell, the ghost energy around the brush turned wildly, as if turned into a ghost shield, protecting the brush.

Obviously, this is the instrument spirit of this brush, and it is a means to resist Hu Zhi.

"Surrender to me, or you will perish!"

Hu Zhi's face was calm, not surprised, and more than ten palm prints appeared, shining with golden light, like a round of scorching sun blooming, shining on the world, besieging this brush heavily, and there was nowhere to escape.

"Shhh

The brush trembled, and the ghost qi was turbulent, and a long-haired, monkey-like instrument spirit appeared, holding the brush, screaming, and attacking the golden palm.

"Woohoo!"

The machine spirit hugged the brush and waved it, and gently stroked it, only to see the hairs of the brush tremble, and then cut through the space, cutting this space to pieces.

"What a powerful machine spirit!"

Xia Qi looked at this issue from a distance, extremely surprised.

He has the Heavenly Dao Immortal Mansion's Instrument Spirit Tianbo, but Tianbo is unpredictable, but because Xia Qi's strength is too low, he can't exert much strength at all.

There is also an immortal blood butcher knife, a spirit blood demon, which is extremely fierce, but compared to this brush, it is still far behind.

Xia Qi was sure that this was definitely a true immortal-level treasure.

"It's just a machine spirit, and you actually want to bully me with treasures, surrender quickly, otherwise the old man will destroy you directly!"

Hu Zhi was furious, the power of this brush was so strong that he was a little frightened, and he was broken by the spirit of the machine one by one, and a long sword appeared in his hand, the sword light was like water, and he killed the brush.

"Shhh

The machine spirit screamed, wielding a brush and sweeping out one after another, sweeping away a piece of space, along with a sword qi, all of them were blocked, and it seemed that there was no way to help this machine spirit.