Chapter 1583 Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect
People are in the sword, people are dead, and the sword is dead.
Hearing these eight words, all the monks of the Golden Sword Cave Heaven were in awe, and they admired it in their hearts.
The sword soul, only the sword in his hand, regarded as the sword idiot of life, will condense the success regardless of qiē, and ordinary monks will definitely not link their Dao Ji with the sword in their hands.
"However, I didn't see the sword of the Second Sword Ancestor at all?"
Baida looked confused.
Gao Yue smiled slightly, looked at the battlefield in the distance, and said with a meaningful smile: "Don't worry, you will see in a while, for the second ancestor of the sword, who has already condensed the sword soul, he has already become one with the sword, and he can release a fierce and deadly sword qi with every move, and there is no need to draw the sword at all." ”
"When the Second Sword Ancestor really draws his sword, it must be a time of life and death."
Everyone nodded their heads.
"Kenji, give me death!"
On the ground, a thunderous explosion on the ground spread out, and the Evil Ancestor directly transformed into a fierce ray, pounced on the Second Ancestor of the Sword.
"Death judgment, life and death judgment!"
The magic sound was lingering, and the demonic fog in the sky was surging like a tide, causing the sky to shake and the void to shake. A killing aura born from the flat ground swept into the sky.
At this moment, the Evil Ancestor completely released the power in his body, enveloping the four wildernesses, and as far as the eye could see, in the void with a radius of hundreds of thousands of zhang, tens of thousands of disciples of the Golden Sword Cave Heaven all seemed to have fallen into a quagmire and swamp, their whole bodies were stiff and unable to move.
"It's time to make a break."
Feeling the killing aura rushing to his face, the Second Sword Ancestor smiled indifferently, stretched out his hand, and shot a sword ray from his body, appearing in the palm of the Second Sword Ancestor out of thin air.
This is a heavy sword that is five feet long and one foot wide, and the sword body is simple, without the slightest trace of carving. Some are just mottled rusts, full of vicissitudes.
As soon as this heavy sword appeared, it gave people the illusion that the human sword was one and fused into one.
Boom.
At that time, all the monks present widened their eyes and stared curiously at the heavy sword in the hands of the Second Ancestor of the Sword.
"Did you see that? The Second Ancestor of the Sword summoned the Natal Sword, which is a quaint heavy sword! Looks like you're ready to fight with all your might! ”
"Huh? It's really strange, why does this sword second ancestor's natal magic sword give me a bland feeling, it seems that it is not a magic weapon at all, just a mortal iron in the world. ”
"Mortal iron? How is this possible, the monk of the second ancestor of the sword who is in the broken realm is now condensing the sword soul, the sword is in the people, and the sword forgets the death. He would never put his life into a stalk of iron. ”
"That's right, it must be that our cultivation is too shallow to see the true quality of this heavy sword."
Many monks were in groups of three or five, curiously discussing the natal sword in the hands of the Second Sword Ancestor.
"Huh?"
"Why is this quaint heavy sword so weird, that even my Heavenly Dao Searching Dragon's Eye is difficult to find out the truth and the truth?" Lin Yi used the Heavenly Dao to find the dragon's eye and looked at the heavy sword, but he didn't gain anything.
The sword aura emitted by this ancient heavy sword is not even as good as that of an inferior holy soldier, which is absolutely unreasonable.
However, although Lin Yi had doubts, he didn't continue to investigate, but just folded his hands, hoping that the Second Sword Ancestor would be able to kill the Demon Ancestor in one fell swoop and win the final victory.
It was too late to say that it was too fast, from the evil ancestor pounced on the second ancestor of the sword, to the second ancestor of the sword drawing his sword to meet the enemy, the whole process was only a breath of time.
"Ten thousand swords return to the sect, one sword to break the enemy!"
The second ancestor of the sword holding the heavy sword, as if he had changed a person in an instant, the whole person was sharp, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, on the contrary, the heavy sword in the hands of the second ancestor of the sword gave people an extremely bland feeling.
"Slash!"
Syllable......
Finally, the Death Scythe of the Evil Ancestor and the Natal Sword of the Second Ancestor of the Sword slammed together heavily, and the sound of gold and iron slashing through the golden cracking stone spread wildly.
Everyone's eardrums trembled, and they felt pain, as if they heard thousands of war drums in unison.
Every cultivator, whether it was a disciple of the Huangquan First Demon Sect or a disciple of the Golden Sword Cave Heaven, all of them had wide eyes, staring at the battlefield with their eyes glazed, and they didn't dare to breathe.
"Hmph, this Sword Second Ancestor is really overwhelmed, and he actually summoned a Mortal Iron Death Scythe to resist the Evil Ancestor! This Death Scythe is a half-step forbidden weapon-level magic weapon! ”
The Dragon Demon Lord sneered, looking like he was holding the victory.
"Jian Er's foundation is shallow, and he dares to have a hard fight with the evil ancestor, and he will definitely die after a while!" The Tiger Demon Lord sneered.
Laugh at......
As soon as the words fell, a jaw-dropping scene appeared.
After the Evil Ancestor and the Second Sword Ancestor resisted a blow with all their might, the entire body of the Second Sword Ancestor flew upside down like a kite with a broken string. With a whoop, a mouthful of red blood erupted from the mouth of the Second Ancestor of the Sword.
"Ancestor!"
"Ancestor!"
The monks of the Golden Sword Cave Heaven were all flustered when they saw the Second Ancestor of the Sword being blown away, and they rushed forward at the first time, supporting the Second Ancestor of the Sword, and protecting them in three layers inside and three layers outside.
"Hahaha, Jian Er was blown away, it seems that he has been hit hard!" As soon as the Dragon Demon Lord saw the Second Sword Ancestor who was blown away, he couldn't help but raise his head and laugh heartily, "I'll just say, this Second Sword Ancestor is definitely not the opponent of the Demon Ancestor!" ”
"After a while, the Evil Ancestor slashed Jian Er, recaptured the Ten Thousand Ancient Tribulation Body, and absorbed and refined the Qi and Blood Essence of these two guys, maybe he will be in a good mood and let our brothers go."
The Tiger Demon Lord muttered to himself.
On the other side, Gao Yue, Zhao Xuanhuang, Lin Yi and others gathered around the Second Ancestor of the Sword with a nervous expression, all of them showing anxious expressions and uneasy in their hearts.
"Hehe, I'm victorious......"
Looking at the crowd flocking around him, the Second Ancestor of the Sword squeezed out a smile vigorously, and then, he opened his mouth and swallowed a few elixirs handed over by Zhao Xuanhuang into his mouth, and his face quickly turned rosy.
"What!? Ancestor, you have won? ”
"But the one who was blown away ...... Is that you? ”
Zhao Xuanhuang and Gao Yue looked at each other for a while, and they were a little confused.
Burst......
Just when everyone was puzzled, a sound of brocade silk tearing came into their eardrums, and everyone turned their heads one after another to look in the direction of the Evil Ancestor.
In the void, the figure of the Evil Ancestor seemed to be frozen, motionless, and suddenly, the wind howled, and the body of the Evil Ancestor was split in two from the middle, and it was split in half in an instant, and the scarlet blood shot out like a fountain, making a sound like a brocade tearing, and the scene was shocking.
Evil Ancestor, actually ...... He's dead!?
The monks who saw this scene all opened their mouths in amazement, unable to believe their eyes.