A monk's final combat power, in addition to his own cultivation and various supernatural powers, weapons are the food that can change the final battle situation the most.

The artifact is divided into four categories of cosmic desolation.

Generally speaking, these are all things that only the monks of the Hades Realm can have, and the artifact Skynet owned by the Canghai Palace is the relic of the fallen Hades Emperor Realm Palace Master.

Xiao Tian's long sword was unsheathed, although the sword failed to seriously injure him.

But it doesn't mean that he himself is not damaged, the metal wall condensed by the divine soul collapsed instantly, and it is already good for Ying Jie's strength to be able to exert five achievements at this moment.

According to his previous personality, no matter what the task is, he will definitely not take risks at this time unless he has to.

But now it's different, the temptation of an artifact has broken the habit of the past.

Not only that, Xiao Tian had been seriously injured before, as long as he caught up with this artifact, it would definitely fall into his palm, and his own strength would definitely rise to a higher level at that time.

"Whoosh!"

As soon as he thought of this, Ying Jie's body erupted with dazzling golden light, chasing in the direction where Xiao Tian left.

Xiao Tian has never been a person who is willing to suffer.

In the eyes of Ying Jie, the golden god general, Xiao Tian has been seriously injured, and he must seize all the time to escape or recover his strength as much as possible.

However, what Xiao Tian is thinking about now is counter-killing.

In the key part of the integration of the Black Sun and the Shadow Moon Holy Scripture, it also needs a hearty battle to carry out some aspects of deduction and practice.

On top of the lonely peak, Xiao Tian stood in the sky.

On his dark golden robe, there were still hideous and terrifying blood marks remaining, quietly absorbing the elixir swallowed into his abdomen, and trying to adjust his combat power to the peak with the greatest speed.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the golden light appeared in the distance with the sound of a sound barrier breaking through the air.

In an instant, Ying Jie wore a broken and damaged golden battle armor and appeared in the air about a hundred meters in front of Xiao Tian.

As soon as he arrived, his eyes unconsciously fell on the Death Sword Sword on Xiao Tian's right hand, and the greed in his eyes had become undisguised at this moment.

"Want?"

Xiao Tian smiled and raised the sword of death: "If you want it, I won't give it to you!" ”

The ridicule in the words made Ying Jie's face become gloomy as the golden god on the other side turned gloomy, and at the same time, his eyes looking at Xiao Tian became a lot colder.

"Gives you two choices."

The golden god will stand with his hands in his hands, and his words are full of contempt: "First, take the initiative to present the artifact, and Ben will set up a prison on you. Second, Ben will personally take action to cripple you, and then let Ben dispose of ......"

His face was full of confidence, as if Xiao Tian had become a plaything in his hands, at his knead.

Looking at the overconfident guy in front of him, Xiao Tian chuckled, his actions are always more convincing than his mouth.

The Shadow Moon slashed out in an instant.

The black sun rose, spinning like a magic disk, crushing him.

"I can't help myself!"

Ying Jie sneered, and directly swung his fist golden fist seal to blast away from the black sun, but Shadow Moon also cut a blood mark behind him.

Feeling a pain behind him, a trace of doubt rose in Ying Jie's heart, knowing that he was a genuine Hades Monarch monk, even if he was seriously injured......

"Okay, very good, just a king can hurt this king."

After Ying Jie's shock, a smile immediately appeared on his face, and his eyes became more and more satisfied when he looked at Xiao Tian.

At this moment, in Ying Jie's eyes, Xiao Tian was like a treasure that kept bursting out with surprises, how could this kind of divine skill that could hurt his eighty million spirits, how could he not be moved.

"You want it too? Let's take a good feel for its power......"

Xiao Tian was not surprised that he had such a thought.

For a monk, whether it is the Black Sun Sacred Scripture or the Shadow Moon Holy Scripture, it is one of the supreme divine skills, and it can be used as a divine skill in any sect.

"Okay, let's see how Benjun shatters your last dignity!"

A sneer appeared on Ying Jie's face, and the infinite metallic aura condensed, and in an instant, a golden spear condensed, and this black and red hideous beast appeared on the barrel of the gun.

"Roar!"

The gun came out, and the beast roared.

The shadows of guns are all over the sky, and the phantom of terrifying beasts is presented, fighting with Xiao Tian's black sun and shadow moon in everything.

Mountains and rivers shattered, and the earth cracked.

With such a battle-rich Hades Monarch Cultivator, the flaws in the Black Sun Sacred Book and the Shadow Moon Holy Book gradually appeared, and they were modified by Xiao Tian one by one.

"Boom!"

A roar sounded, and black flames erupted in the black sun, a force more ferocious than the fire, more violent than the thunder, and instantly slammed towards the festival.

The golden spear was broken, and a hint of surprise appeared in Ying Jie's eyes.

At this moment, he could clearly feel that the gap between this round of black sun and the previous one was a completely earth-shaking change of more than 300 percent.

The shadow moon slashed down one after another, making Ying Jie extremely anxious.

The terrifying blade of the Dao Dao slashed through the void, which was truly fused with the void, making Ying Jie, a dignified monk of the Underworld, lose his prediction and sense of the shadow moon.

If it weren't for his rich combat experience, he would have been seriously injured at this time.

When he looked at Xiao Tian again, a trace of fear involuntarily rose in his heart, and the whole thing seemed to be gradually getting out of his control.

"This guy is weird, and he can't be left like this."

At this point, the spear in Ying Jie's hand immediately dissipated, and the golden light converged and directly condensed into a giant palm burning golden flames, and slapped it directly towards Xiao Tian.

"Kneel down for Benjun!"

The sound is like thunder, and the mighty four volumes are in all directions.

The huge palm covered the clouds and the sun, which directly made Xiao Tian feel as if he was in a wave of metal.

The huge gap brought about by the realm is not something that can be easily reversed by a single divine skill, but such a gap can indeed be reversed by an artifact.

Xiao Tian put his hand on the long sword at his waist and looked at Ying Jie, who waved his palm to suppress himself.

"You seem, forgot something......"

As soon as these words came out, Ying Jie's back suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and he was just about to revoke his supernatural powers.

However, a flash of extreme light has suddenly risen.

This light is like the scorching noon sun, and when you wake up, you look directly at the dazzling sun, and you only feel that your eyes are dark, and then your whole person is swallowed up by endless pain.

The endless sharpness of the sword of death destroyed him in an instant.

Xiao Tian was also completely drained of all his spiritual power because of this sword, and even Yukong couldn't fall into the mountains and forests below.

A Hades Monarch monk with a spiritual power of up to 80 million fell like this, and perished because of his greed and arrogance.

At the same time, in the vast universe, thousands of Hades Monarch monks who were only one step away from the Hades Emperor were gathered, and finally determined the area where the Yin Devouring Ghost Emperor healed and cultivated.

However, when it was time to kick the door, they retreated.