Chapter 166: The Sword of the Ghost Prison
The Heavenly Sect Master is not qualified to participate in this kind of battle at all, and the Nine Heavens Sword Technique that has been left behind has already been cultivated to the peak, and ten thousand swords have returned to the sect!
"You are indeed a rare talent, but you are on the wrong side! Choose to stand next to a dead man, and the only end is death!"
Shen Su was crazy, his two hands waving his heavy sleeves, and the golden light that belonged to the Heavenly Dao cultivator shrouded in, blocking Bu Liu's attack.
This seemingly life-threatening afterimage is just a leaf for Shen Su, and it doesn't work at all.
"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"
Buliu roared, tens of thousands of remnant swords landed rapidly, and Shen Su also half-knelt on the ground, wrapped in an aura around him.
The remnant sword kept colliding with the barrier, endlessly, and the barrier was not affected at all, Shen Su's aura became more and more, and it seemed to be condensing a huge ball of aura light.
The Heavenly Sect Master held the sword tightly and looked at Buliu from time to time, of course the Heavenly Sect Master knew that the goddess was waiting.
Once Buliu's attack stops, it may be the death period of Buliu.
Sure enough, Bu Liu, seeing that the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect was useless to Shen Su, he came directly brandishing the sword, and the powerful aura dispersed all the smoke around him, and a sword shadow dragged a huge cyclone and slashed down in the air!
Shen Su shook his head, although this kind of strength was also a leader in the Nine Heavens, but in front of the Heavenly Dao, it was still too weak.
Shen Su waved his cuffs, and a powerful aura actually blocked Buliu, and if Buliu wanted to take a step forward, it would be difficult for him to ascend to the sky.
At this moment, the Heavenly Sect took the initiative!
A fierce sword stabbed under Shen Su's nose, and before Bu Liu could react, he was already stabbed by the Shangcang Sect Master.
"Dare to do it to the goddess!
The Shangcang Sect Master gritted his teeth and kicked Buliu away with a heavy kick, and Buliu's chest was still stuck with the sword of the Shangcang Sect Master.
"Goddess, if you continue to entangle, you may be recognized, let's hurry up and go out, and let these two masters explain with me. ”
The Sect Master lowered his head and said respectfully.
"It's okay, I'll leave it to you here. ”
Shen Su regained his posture and walked out of the Nine Heavens Coffin step by step.
"Oh, how is it, all the sect masters, have you seen the true body of the God Emperor?"
As soon as the door opened, the Emperor had a look of good fun.
"The God Emperor did die from the Heavenly Tribulation, and there were a total of ten wounds on his body, all of which were struck by lightning. ”
The Shangcang Sect Master behaved very normally, but the two sect masters of the folk were a little unnatural.
"Yes, we've seen the corpse of the God Emperor for ourselves. ”
The two door masters hurriedly agreed.
"Oh, by the way, there's one more who hasn't come out yet. ”
The Imperial Venerable looked behind everyone, and there was still a shadow of footsteps.
"Buliu was heartbroken when he saw the God Emperor, he couldn't control his emotions for a while, he drew his sword and killed himself, everyone also knows that Buliu was the master of the Sword Sect of Tianmen before, and when he saw the God Emperor, he naturally couldn't control it. ”
The Heavenly Sect Master explained.
"Ah, in this way, the charm of the God Emperor is quite great, a hundred years have passed, and there are still old departments who are sad about the death of the God Emperor. ”
Yuzun obviously didn't believe it, but in this scene, Yuzun still couldn't fight the goddess.
"What are you talking about, the God Emperor is the emperor admired by all people, not to mention a hundred years, even ten thousand years, and he will still live in the hearts of everyone. ”
The Shangcang Sect Master is like a bar spirit, which makes the eyes of the Imperial Venerable look at the Shangcang Sect Master not very friendly.
"Lord Goddess, this game is the deity lost, I hope that in a month, your refining brother will not let me down. ”
After speaking, the Emperor laughed and walked away.
The folk rumors have been broken, and since the people who have entered the Nine Heavens Coffin say that the God Emperor died in the Heavenly Tribulation, then it proves that the folk rumors are false.
However, everyone still had doubts about Buliu's death.
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"Mr. Wu Ji, why did you bring me to this wilderness. ”
Under the scorching sun, Ye Lian was forcibly pulled to a dead wood forest by Wu Ji.
The world in this picture, Wu Ji seems to be very familiar, but Ye Lian has never been to many places, and every time he comes in, he either heals his injuries or refines his aura, and he has no time to explore this vast world.
It seems that this decision to calm down and cultivate is a good thing for Ye Lian.
"This place is a good place to practice the blade, just wait and see. ”
Wu Ji smiled evilly, turned his aura, and slapped the dead wood around him very regularly, and with one palm, the slender trunk did not break, but shook slightly.
After a while, Wu Ji stopped moving, and silently recited some mantras that Ye Lian couldn't understand.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a dirt bag protruded from the ground, and the shaking of the earth made Ye Lian almost unsteady.
"What is this?"
Looking at the earthen bag several feet high, Ye Lian looked at it with interest.
"This is my arsenal, for so many years, I have been fighting with people, not deciding on life and death, only gambling on weapons, these are all weapons I have won, go in. ”
After Wu Ji finished speaking, he smiled with his hands behind his back, but he didn't move.
"How do you get in?"
Ye Lian asked curiously, this dirt bag has no entrance, and there are stones all around.
"Just walk in. ”
After Wu Ji finished speaking, he slowly moved step by step, and the hard stone did not block Wu Ji's pace, but was like a shadow, which was easily passed by Wu Ji.
Ye Lian thought about it, and followed closely, when he passed by the stones, Ye Lian felt as if he had been swept by cotton wool, which shocked Ye Lian.
This place is used to hide things, which the gods can't find.
As soon as he entered the armory, Ye Lian felt a burst of familiarity, the starry sky around him seemed to be the starry sky world before it was explored, and a handful of swords, guns and sticks shining with various lights were hung around the walls.
"This is the Qiqiao Sword of King Shejin, and this is Longchen's Howling Dragon Spear. ”
It seems that Wu Ji has not been here for a long time, no matter how long it has been, Wu Ji can clearly tell the owner of the weapon one by one, and every time he passes, Wu Ji has to stop for a while, as if he is recalling the duel at that time.
"Found it, the Sword of the Hellish Hell of the Dragon King. ”
Wu Ji smiled, and pulled out a weapon that exuded gold from among the many weapons, and the appearance of the Demon Hell Sword seemed to be stuck by some burning stones, something like molten slurry.
Wu Ji shook his wrist slightly, and the stones immediately fell.
"Divine Dragon Heavenly King, have you fought against the Divine Dragon Heavenly King?"
Ye Lian took a while to react, isn't the Divine Dragon Heavenly King the most powerful demon beast among the ancient demon beasts, Wu Ji was able to defeat the Divine Dragon Heavenly King!
Ten thousand years ago, at the peak of Wuji, he had not yet been born, Wuji had defeated the Divine Dragon Heavenly King, if it weren't for the fact that Wuji Imperial Venerable and the two died together, I am afraid that the position of the Nine Heavens God Emperor would never be his turn to sit.