Xu Yangyi didn't answer immediately, but asked, "The price?"

Mistetin looked him straight in the eye: "I'll be asleep." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"I can't stay with you for another hundred years. And you, using a force that you simply can't use, will fall into a unconscious coma for three days. Trust me, little one, Odin's strength is greater than you can imagine, even stronger than anyone you've ever seen. It's not something you can control. ”

"Moreover, this is still the best situation, once the physical body cannot support the divine power, you will collapse on the spot. He glanced at Xu Yangyi: "I don't think you can withstand the power of this sword unless your body is doubled." ”

Xu Yangyi still didn't answer, and after a long time, he bowed to Misterine: "How can I wake you up?"

In this case, he must not be indecisive, his own spiritual power must be used on the blade.

Once, only once, the only chance to make a shot, will not last more than six hours. Otherwise, the realm will fall.

And the opponent ...... And four more!

"Send me to the Sacred Sword Terrace. Mistetin smiled: "It's not difficult for you, let me recover for fifty years, and I can wake up again." The Tower of Babel itself is a huge magic weapon. It can nourish any treasure. ”

"However, the premise of everything is that you can take over Odin's power. I'll try to control it, but even if it's just a little bit, you ......" He shook his head before he finished.

Before his movements were over, Xu Yangyi's whole body suddenly erupted with a terrifying power, which was so powerful that it even made the surrounding fog empty in an instant.

In the black mist, it was as if a crack in hell had opened. Mistetin's eyes narrowed slightly, and this feeling ...... It's even like seeing the prototype of a demon god. Spiritual power, countless spiritual powers twisted together, because they were so large, even blurred the space. And these spiritual powers are frantically converging on Xu Yangyi's body.

The surging black fog was like a tide, and after a few seconds, the black fog dissipated. Xu Yangyi looked at his hand, it was really an unpleasant form...... If it weren't for the current situation, he wouldn't be able to play at all, and he wouldn't have shown his killer feature.

"And now?"

All over his body, the pitch-black leaves seemed to be connected with the muscles, and it was impossible to tell whether it was flesh or leaves. Under the skin, it is like an old tree coiling its roots, and the root system replaces the meridians. On the surface of the body, countless complicated roots are outlined into mysterious talismans, and finally converge on the chest.

On his chest, a green crystal shone endlessly, and even his eyes turned into vertical pupils.

"Half-demonized?" Misterine looked at him in amazement for a moment, before landing on the crystal on his chest. He could feel that it wasn't a demon thing, but ...... With a ...... that he feared It's even close to the feeling of the origin of the world.

"It should work. ”

As soon as the words fell, Xu Yangyi had already grasped Mistetin and rushed towards Xuanwu.

Mistetin was parallel to him, and in the middle of Taiji, countless spirit swords jumped out like snakes again, and it said softly: "God King Brand." ”

"Boom !!" As the four words fell, Mistetin burst out with a sky-high light, and this light was so prosperous that it overwhelmed the four elephants and illuminated the entire Wanli Cave.

Every part of the Forbidden City is under the light of this god, and there is no dead end. In the Jinluan Palace, Zhu Changluo was enjoying a glass of wine, and in the next second, the dancing palace maids and the surrounding concubines all raised their heads in shock by this piece of golden light.

The underground world is finally illuminated by divine light. Let them see the sun that has been missing for hundreds of years.

"This is?" Zhu Changluo slowly stood up, and his hand gently held Chunjun at his side. Unconscious touch, he bowed his head in astonishment.

Chun Jun ...... It's beating?

In the sword box, Chun Jun was moved, as if he had seen an opponent that was enough to match, the excitement from the warrior.

Zhu Changluo's eyes were slightly cold, he hated everything that was out of control.

Beside the couch, others were sleeping soundly, and this kind of sound sleep actually made his saber resonate, a weird, green mentality, which made a nameless fire swell in his heart for no reason.

"Brush!" The sword light was clear, and Chunjun was suddenly pulled out by him and placed in front of him. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the sword coldly: "Do you want to go out?"

Chunjun trembled even more.

"I don't. Zhu Changluo looked up to the sky and laughed, suddenly threw Chunjun to the ground, and plunged it into the ground with a thud, leaving the hilt of the sword trembling.

With a touch of indescribable coldness, his eyes looked at everyone: "This world is my world." ”

"I said no, whoever dares to move, will punish the nine clans. ”

His voice softened, and he looked at Chunjun as if his lover whispered, "You too." ”

"Even if he can kill the Golden Luan Palace, I will be waiting for him here. ”

In the Forbidden City, the heavens and the earth are transparent. Time seemed to slow down, and in this mysterious slowdown, red runes spread from Mistetine's body, and then, Mistetin collapsed inch by inch, turning into a little aura. In the next second, the infinite aura suddenly reversed, condensing into another sword in his hand.

This is a complete plant sword.

The Sword of the Parasitic Pavilion, the first sword of Norse mythology. Sword of God Slayer. Its body was not a blade, but a twisted twig, thick to thin, covered with golden talismans.

It seems ordinary, but Xu Yangyi, who is holding it, can feel the surging spiritual power in it.

The "Buzzing ......" figure passed, the void was trembling, and a majestic figure appeared behind him. At the moment of appearance, Xu Yangyi's whole body trembled.

Strong...... Indescribably strong, that kind of extreme power, tyrannical power, instantly spread all over his body, tearing every inch of his muscles. If he was still in human form, he was sure that his body was basically useless now, and he wouldn't want to get out of bed for at least half a year. It is also necessary to use excellent elixirs to raise.

Even now, this terrifying spiritual power flowed through every one of his meridians, rushing towards his arm, and merging with the spreading talisman.

At this moment, Xu Yangyi's spiritual sense blurred, as if he was Odin, the supreme god king of Northern Europe. Under the whole world, it is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister.

Gently raised his hand and gently swung out a sword, as if he had a spirit in his heart, and Misterine, Odin behind him blurred the phantom, and said in unison: "The sword of the gods." ”

Four words, ordinary. But it was like Huang Zhong Da Lu, making the entire underground roar. It's like an earthquake coming.

At the same time, Xuanwu on the opposite side opened his mouth again, and with a loud bang, a sky-breaking sword light suddenly came.

This sword, the sky is cloudless.

This sword, beyond the previous one, slashed through the void.

However, this sword is the sword qi of the first god king of Northern Europe.

"Boom!" A golden sword light enveloped a radius of 10,000 meters! The entire ground was reflected in a transparent light. The sword was no longer visible, because everywhere it passed, where the light was, it was the shadow of the sword. I couldn't feel its power anymore, because at the moment of activation, it engulfed Xuanwu and its sword light in an instant.

Thousands of miles of waves, thousands of miles of divine light, the sun and moon are unknown, and the stars do not flash.

God said, Let there be light. And so there was light.

God was angry and said that he could not exist, so he could not exist.

One sword light cold fourteen states!

In the Jinluan Palace, Zhu Changluo's face was as usual, holding a wine glass, but he didn't drink it, just looked out the window with some obsession.

This light ......

The long-lost light ......

And under the light, you can't even see your own shadow. Is it really the Ming Dynasty emperor who followed his words and ambushed millions of corpses in anger?

From the beginning, he didn't know if he was right or wrong. So far, but with your heart.

Drinking the wine in the cup in one gulp, he paused heavily on the table, and the divine light from the outside world shone out a hall of powerful ghosts, he suddenly felt extremely lost, and said slowly: "The ancient emperors were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name." ”

No one dared to answer.

After a long time, he said lightly: "Wei Zhongxian, Liu Jin, Wang Zhi, Wang Zhen." ”

"The slave is here. ”

"Lead the east and west factories, and Jinyiwei attacked. He paused and accentuated his voice: "Stick to the door." ”

"Yes. The four eunuchs saluted and said thoughtfully, "But...... Did the master worry too much? The Immortal Sword Formation was a formation handed down by the Immortal Master at the beginning. This...... It's broken?"

"Are you teaching me to do things?!" Zhu Changluo stood up and looked coldly at the people below: "Now...... Don't you think of me as your master anymore?"

"The official family is angry!" "The slave and maid will go immediately!"

Outside, everything is as it always is.

The only thing that is not as good as the past is Xu Yangyi.

Misterine in his hand had disappeared into a bits of spiritual light, and had reverted to the original sword, but he could feel that the machine spirit in it had fallen asleep. He tried to call a few times, but there was no response.

There was another thing that was not as good as before, that is, all the surroundings were quiet. The four phantoms are still there, and the sea of black and white spiritual mist below is still surging, but it is so silent that it is weird.

Mistetin turned into a rune and entered the back of his left hand again, and at the same time, a slight sound suddenly sounded in the huge cavern.

"Card ......"

Immediately afterwards, there was a continuous sound of "click". The entire underground cavern was marked with a huge sword mark starting from the center, as if it was about to split the cave in half!

Terrifying spider web patterns spread from around the sword marks, and in the next second, the deafening sound of collapse finally became the main theme, and muffled thunder resounded throughout the cave. Between the "boom and ......" rocks and collapses, the sand and dust rolled, the waves crashed on the shore, and the four looming phantoms let out a mournful roar in unison, and the four city gates barely struggled at all, and turned into powder in an instant. Disappeared along with the four phantoms.

The talisman array in the sky slowly subsided, and the sea of fog below finally began to fall apart.

"Brush Lala ......" the river is reversed, and the clouds open and the fog disperses. After the black and white separated, the corpses of people stood all over the ground. Holding a long sword in his hand, he poses a variety of magical moves, and stands in place like a sculpture.

The power of a sword. The God-King was furious.