Chapter 189: The terrifying power of the Terran race
Chu Ziheng was under the pressure of pain and terror at this time, he covered the broken part of his right arm with his left hand, and the wound was slowly healing.
After a while, this pain faded slightly, Chu Ziheng slowly stood up, turned around, and looked at the turquoise scimitar on the ground quietly placed on the ground, exuding a faint light, and there was nothing unusual about it.
But Chu Ziheng felt that this scimitar was definitely not as simple as it seemed. At that speed just now, just slightly brushing his fur, it almost cut off his entire right arm.
It's definitely a weapon! No matter what level of magic weapon this sword is, but in terms of sharpness alone, at least it is a blade refined by a powerful level cultivator!
Chu Ziheng's right arm has basically been connected now, but the wound has not completely healed, and blood is still flowing, but it is no longer a big problem.
Walking forward, Chu Ziheng picked up the weapon from the ground and took it in his hand to examine it carefully.
But no matter whether Chu Ziheng instilled divine power into the scimitar, or used his divine sense to probe, he couldn't find its divinity from this scimitar, no matter how you look at it, this weapon is only sharp, but there is no trace of the Tao hidden in it.
Just when Chu Ziheng was a little confused, Xiao Ta's voice suddenly came into his sea of knowledge.
"This weapon is quite extraordinary!"
Chu Ziheng was slightly stunned, and then asked, "Why?" I can't find any traces of the Great Dao on this scimitar. ”
"If I'm not mistaken, this should be a holy weapon!" Although the small tower was in Chu Ziheng's sea of suffering, a wisp of strange energy enveloped the turquoise scimitar.
"But just like the Burning Immortal, the origin of this holy weapon is also restrained, and even more exaggerated, and he can hardly feel his origin existence."
"Hallow!" Chu Ziheng was surprised, he didn't expect that he would come across a holy weapon so coincidentally in this ancient hall!
"The origin of this scimitar has also been lost?"
"No, the origin of the Burning Immortal was damaged in that battle, but this knife is different, I can feel that the origin within this knife is very powerful, but it is condensed in the depths and is not revealed."
After Chu Ziheng listened, he gently stroked the blade, he could feel the sharpness of this weapon, almost an extreme, at least he had never seen a weapon that could be so sharp without injecting divine power.
Including the scorching immortals, in terms of sharpness, they can't compare to this scimitar.
Chu Ziheng pinned this knife to his waist, but he didn't want to take it away, after all, a holy weapon didn't have much effect on him.
His trip has brought a lot of trouble to the demon clan, and he has harvested the "Tao Sutra", if he can find another green copper block, then he will be quite satisfied.
As for this holy weapon, after he left the ancient hall, he handed it over to Jing Ze's seniors to see if he could help the Blue Demon Palace, a demon clan inheritance that was becoming more and more declining.
After all, Chu Ziheng himself can be regarded as half of the demon clan, and in the more than a year since he came to the Beidou world, in his opinion, he has met the demon clan much more friendly and harmonious than the human race.
Although there are also disputes between the demon races, under the oppression of the human race, they are basically united. The great powers in the demon clan or some old celebrities don't have so much selfishness, they really think about the demon clan, and teach their lifelong experience to the younger generations without reservation.
For example, the hidden village in the small world of the demon clan, the old people there have given Chu Ziheng great help.
And the human race is different, the current Beidou land, the human race is dominant, just in the Eastern Wilderness Northern Region, there are more than a dozen big forces of one level in Taixuanmen, plus the Desolate Gu Ji family and the Shaking Light Holy Land and the Purple Mansion Holy Land, etc., there are constant disputes between each other.
And after being in the world for a long time, you can feel more and more sinister in people's hearts, which is far less pure than that of demon beasts.
This long turquoise knife is already a huge gain. Chu Ziheng continued to march towards the depths, the purpose of his trip was after all the green copper block, which was the supreme treasure of the human race, ten times more precious than this holy weapon!
The closer to the depths, the stronger this terrifying coercion became, and Chu Ziheng barely held on until now with the strange energy released from the pocket watch on his chest.
"Where the hell is this copper nugget?" Chu Ziheng felt that he had walked at least nearly a thousand meters, and dozens of streamers flew past him, but he still didn't feel the existence of all green copper blocks.
"No, I won't find it if I go on like this." Chu Ziheng felt that this was not the way, so he stopped, and his divine consciousness surged in a thought, and the divine consciousness of the half-step powerful realm was quite vast, and it surged in all directions in an instant.
But in this pitch-black hall, it seems that even the divine sense can devour it, and after Chu Ziheng's divine sense is detected, there is nothing, and he can't even detect himself with his divine sense.
In this demonic hall, the divine consciousness has completely lost its effect, and it is even worse than the naked eye.
Chu Ziheng's face was depressed, he finally arrived in this hall, but he had found nothing until now, could it be that this green copper block can really only depend on luck?
When fate arrives, can the green copper block arrive?
In the end, Chu Ziheng really couldn't move forward, the coercion in the deepest part of the hall was already terrifying to an extreme, even if Chu Ziheng had the golden energy emitted by the pocket watch to protect his body, he still couldn't hold on.
After all, this is the coercion of the Great Emperor, he is a four-pole cultivator, and being able to come here can already be said to be quite against the sky!
Chu Ziheng had no choice but to retreat the same way, but the way back was much easier, and the pressure was constantly weakening.
There were still streamers flashing past Chu Ziheng's side, but they were all magic weapons that were not of much use to Chu Ziheng, and there was no figure of a green copper block.
In the end, Chu Ziheng walked out of the ancient hall, and was instantly shocked by the divine power stirring in the sky.
It was the first time he had seen such a terrible scuffle, and there were eleven great powers present!
What a terrifying number, these are all Saint Lord-level figures, and eleven of them have appeared at this time!
Among these eleven powers, seven are human powers, and the rest are demon races, and the difference in strength is huge.
But at this time, the demon race has no way out, and can only fight to the death with the human race. There was a fierce scuffle in the air, and the rest of the cultivators were not qualified to participate, I am afraid that they would only get some of them, and even if they were half-step powerful, they would either die or be injured.
(End of chapter)