Chapter 449: Sword Xuan Flying Frost II
Sword Xuan Flying Frost II!"
Xiao Langtian's heart moved, and the endless furious sword light was like a meat grinder storm, frantically strangling out in all directions!
Those Huangquan Demon Ancestors were cut by the furious sword light, and they burst one by one, and they were cut to pieces!
"Xiao Langtian, you fuck off!"
After the projection of the Huangquan Demon Ancestor was chopped, a large number of projections appeared, and he scolded angrily.
"Come again!"
Xiao Lang Heavenly Sword Xuan Flying Frost II was reopened, and the sword soul projection of the Huangquan Demon Ancestor was shredded again.
After a few breaths, the sword soul projection of the Huangquan Demon Ancestor reappeared, still scolding Xiao Langtian angrily.
"Not dead yet, come again!"
Xiao Langtian once again cast Sword Xuan Flying Frost II.
After using Sword Xuan Flying Frost II three times in a row, Xiao Langtian's spirit weakened slightly, and his face turned slightly pale.
The sword soul projection of the Huangquan Demon Ancestor appeared again, and at this moment, the Huangquan Demon Ancestor was cloaked, like a madman, still scolding angrily.
Xiao Langtian wanted to cast Sword Xuan Flying Frost II again, and suddenly felt that something was wrong!
The Huangquan Demon Ancestor was attacked by his Sword Xuan Flying Frost II three times, how could he still appear?
The consumption of Sword Xuan Flying Frost II is extremely high, Xiao Langtian has used it three times in a row, and he is a little unbearable, and the Huangquan Demon Ancestor has nothing to do?
Although it seemed to be disheveled and extremely embarrassed, as if he would die next time, Xiao Langtian thought about it carefully, how could the Huangquan Demon Ancestor deliberately provoke him by scolding people?
"Not good!"
Xiao Langtian instantly realized that he had been tricked.
The previous scenes were all fake! Including Xiao Yue's transmission to him, Xiao Yue was sent flying and vomiting blood, all of them were fake, and they were all made up by the Huangquan Demon Ancestor.
As for the purpose, isn't it obvious? In order to provoke Xiao Langtian and lure him to cast Sword Xuan Flying Frost II, consuming the power of the Sword Soul!
Xiao Langtian has a clone, and the Huangquan Demon Ancestor must know it! But no matter how many clones there are, there is only one sword soul!
In order to solve Xiao Langtian at one time, the Huangquan Demon Ancestor thought of attacking through the sword soul! It was difficult to kill the Titled Demon Ancestor with a frontal sword soul attack, so he wanted to let Xiao Langtian deplete himself and continuously consume the power of the sword soul to complete the "suicide"!
"What a treacherous man!" Xiao Langtian said angrily.
Fortunately, he found out in time, if he used it two more times, maybe she really succeeded!
The Yellow Spring Demon Ancestor, who was dismantled from his head, suddenly calmed down and said coldly: "Yo!
Xiao Langtian's pupils were bloodshot, and he was surprisingly calm.
The Burning Sky Boiling Sea Great Array was taken back by him, and maintaining the Great Array required a great deal of mental power, and now he couldn't withstand such consumption.
Moreover, he still hasn't understood how these sword soul clones of the Huangquan Demon Ancestor came from, they are inexhaustible, and they appear again after they are killed, and they don't seem to be affected.
"What's wrong, Xiao Langtian, what's wrong?"
Huangquan Demon Ancestor laughed playfully.
Xiao Langtian couldn't figure it out, or rather, with his knowledge, he didn't know what this means at all! Just like the Heavenly Realm Martial Arts couldn't be understood in his opinion.
"Haha! Xiao Langtian, do you suspect that these clones are fake! It's up to you to see if they're fake!"
One hundred doppelgangers of the Huangquan Demon Ancestor, each of them had a blood-colored blade in their hands, carved with a lifelike lotus flower, it was the Huangquan Demon Ancestor Sword!
At the beginning of the sword years, the sword that cut off the god-killing demon emperor was the Huangquan Demon Ancestor Sword!
The next moment, the clone of the Huangquan Demon Ancestor rushed towards Xiao Langtian, and the Huangquan Demon Ancestor's sword was attached to the fluctuation of the law of time, and all the clones took out their swords together and slashed towards Xiao Langtian.
"Years!"
All the doppelgangers, shouting in unison.
When the sword fell on Xiao Langtian.
Xiao Langtian's body was aging and degrading at a rate visible to the naked eye, and the state of Sword Xuan Flying Frost II also returned to its original state, and the flames on the surface of his body disappeared, revealing a withered body.
Xiao Langtian was gray-haired, his whole body was skinny, and the true yuan in his body was also exhausted at that moment.
A sword years, cut off a hundred years of life!
One hundred sword years, that's a thousand years of life!
"Poof!"
Xiao Langtian fell to the ground, like a dying old man, his breath was dying.
"Brother Xiao!"
"Boss!"
"Brother Xiao!" shouted in horror from the sidelines.
Xiao Yue, Huang Mao, Chu Xinghe and the others all screamed, and as Xiao Langtian fell, they seemed to have lost all their strength, and their eyes were red.
"Hahaha! Lord Huangquan Demon Ancestor has won!"
"Years!years!It was this sword that killed the God-Killing Demon Emperor, and even Xiao Langtian couldn't stop this sword!hahaha!" The people under the command of the Huangquan Demon Ancestor Palace laughed.
Some are ecstatic, some are grieving.
At this moment, passers-by sighed that a generation of peerless geniuses, people who might change the pattern of the continent, were defeated in the hands of the Huangquan Demon Ancestor.
Xiao Langtian's lifespan is about to run out, and with the only remaining cultivation to support him, it is estimated that he will not live long.
The clone of the Huangquan Demon Ancestor disappeared, and only one body remained, which appeared in front of Xiao Langtian.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Huangquan Demon Ancestor's mouth, looking at Xiao Langtian, who was lying on the ground motionless at his feet, and sneered: "Are you very confused, what kind of move am I?"
Xiao Langtian was stunned, as if he didn't even have the strength to speak.
"Hehe, you're dying anyway, to tell you the truth, this is the Heart Demon Tribulation! Breaking through the peak of the Demon Ancestor and being promoted to a human immortal, the Heart Demon Tribulation must be passed, I used the law of yin and yang to transfer the Heart Demon Tribulation to you, and thank you for helping me through the Tribulation! Hahaha!" Huangquan Demon Ancestor laughed.
Xiao Langtian was lying on the ground, suddenly raised his head and glanced at her.
"I see. Xiao Langtian fell into a state of deep thought.
"For the sake of you helping me through the tribulation, I'll give you a good time, die!" The Huangquan Demon Ancestor raised the Huangquan Demon Ancestor sword and stabbed at Xiao Langtian.
Just a moment before the Huangquan Demon Ancestor stabbed down with a sword.
The power of Xiao Langtian's body all disintegrated, turning into the most primitive demonic power and returning to his physical strength, the forbidden power of the primeval martial arts began to reverse, and the surging demonic power gathered countless stars and flashed.
"Ancient Martial Arts--Wolf God Taboo--Scorn Wolf Original!"
The only remaining forbidden power sacrificed to the wolf ancestor, turned into countless bubbles and steamed, and disappeared in front of his eyes, and a towering formation outlined in his wolf blood became a formation that spanned countless starry skies.
A little starlight repaired his broken body, and the lost strength was restoring him to his peak condition.
Xiao Langtian's longevity could not be recovered, and disappeared permanently. Because of the overload of the use of strength, the broken body quickly recovered after sacrificing the wolf ancestor.
"A forbidden technique that can only be used once in a lifetime by a wolf clan, I didn't expect to use it here!"
Xiao Langtian's pupils turned into the color of transparent glass, and the scenery around him quickly retreated.
The emaciated body began to swell, returning to its original appearance, the surging demonic power in the body returned to the meridians, and the white hair on his head turned into jet black.