This time, Zhong Zihao sacrificed the Seven Star Sword together, of course, in order to devour the Divine Sword in order to complete the final step of completely evolving the ancestral weapon.

Six years ago, after the Slashing Divine Sword devoured the peak artifact Black Flame Demon Sword, and was indifferent to the ancestral artifact Dragon Ball, Zhong Zihao had already discovered that it seemed to be only interested in the divine weapon that he had worn for many years.

In fact, the only thing he could think of at that time was the Seven Star Sword.

It's just that the Seven Star Sword was left by the Void Elder, and it can be regarded as a witness who accompanied him on the road of martial arts, and Zhong Zihao has always been reluctant to destroy it.

In the more than 100 years since the fall of the Void Elder, since the moment the Divine Sword was successfully cast, the Seven Star Sword was sealed in the Qianlong Ring by him and preserved as a relic of the Void Elder.

If it weren't for being in such a desperate situation today, Zhong Zihao would definitely not have made such a decision.

Even so, seeing the sound of the Sword of the Slashing God and the sound of Weng Ming rushing towards the Seven Star Sword, he was still a little unbearable, and he almost couldn't control it and recalled it.

"Sneer...... Bang!"

With a slight distraction, the giant's dodging speed stagnated slightly, and it was hit by Uncle Yan with the ancestral weapon, and a majestic destructive force surged, and the giant directly fell back hundreds of miles away.

Zhong Zihao immediately came back to his senses, the five-finger rune in his left hand skyrocketed, and the Qiankun array suddenly unfolded.

"Buzz ......"

In the subtle humming sound of vibration, an infinite picture stretches out, obscuring the sky.

In an instant, all the things in the space of the picture scroll seemed to come to life, and a sudden hurricane blew by, followed by a deafening thunderous roar that spread through the heavens and the earth, and countless rivers gushed out.

"Carving insect skills, crush the old man!"

Uncle Yan's figure was blocked, and with a slight sense, his face showed disdain, and the sleeves of his robe waved lightly, and an unimaginable storm raged through the endless void, easily dispelling this vision of heaven and earth.

But if you look closely, the terrifying giant that was about to fall to the ground has appeared thousands of miles away.

It turned out that with the help of the Qiankun Array to cover the void, Zhong Zihao used his spatial magic power to cross thousands of miles, and he was able to avoid this crisis. However, he didn't run too far, lest Uncle Yan vent his anger on the other powerhouses in the Xuantian Realm.

"Want to escape?"

Uncle Yan was furious, and immediately launched his body to chase out, forcing Zhong Zihao and the giant to a stumbling side.

Zhong Zihao dealt with Uncle Yan while moving the astral array, and at the same time his eyes fell on the Slashing Sword and the Seven Star Sword, and silently thought in his heart: I have given up everything, I hope you can quickly devour the advanced ancestral weapon and achieve the name of "killing"!

After all, the last time, it took several hours to slash the Divine Sword to devour the Black Flame Demon Sword, and if it took so long today, he couldn't guarantee whether he would be able to survive in the hands of Uncle Yan.

Unbeknownst to him, this idea had just arisen, and the Seven Star Sword was completely swallowed up by the Slashing Divine Sword.

Perhaps, the already psychic Slashing Sword has also sensed the master's thoughts, and it is also possible that it is because the grade of the Seven Star Sword is too low that the Slashing Sword can show such efficiency.

In short, in a few breaths that Zhong Zihao didn't expect at all, the Excalibur had completed everything that had taken several hours to do before.

"Buzz...... Khoosh!"

At the same time, a dull sword roar resounded through the nine heavens and ten earths, and then the voice became high-pitched and long, as if announcing to the world that a peerless divine weapon was being born.

Soon, the sound of this sword became crisp and loud again, attracting the attention of many strong people, and many people found that the sword of the slashing god first erupted with an incomparably vast coercion, and then the light was great, but the fluctuations that came out gradually faded away.

"Ancestral Weapon!"

Zhong Zihao's eyes froze, and excitement and sadness appeared on his face at the same time.

In fact, he didn't need to look at it at all, from the excitement from the machine spirit, he could be sure that the sword of the slashing god at this time had evolved into a real ancestral weapon.

"Whew!"

The sword circled in the sky, and immediately turned into a streamer of light, which swept into Zhong Zihao's hand.

In an instant, a feeling of blood connection came to his heart, although since he successfully forged the divine sword, every time he held this divine weapon, he had a sense of pleasure like an arm command.

However, there has never been a time when I am so excited, so heavy, and so complicated today.

Unexpectedly, the key thing that finally made it advance to the ancestral weapon level was the seven-star sword that had followed him for more than a hundred years.

For a while, the scenes of the past seemed to reappear in front of my eyes.

Holding the sword in his hand, Zhong Zihao's qi and blood surged, and his momentum seemed to climb endlessly. At this time, he suddenly had a feeling that he had returned to his youth, and the old man was fighting side by side with him!

"Today, with the blood of the powerhouse of the Creation Realm, you will achieve your name of killing!"

Zhong Zihao suddenly roared, the runes in his left hand flashed, but his right hand turned out an object, which was the altar he put away.

As soon as the altar appeared, there was a surging force in the groove, and the sword did not struggle, cutting a perfect arc in the sky, and embedded it in it with a "click".

"Hold the sword, kill the enemy!"

Zhong Zihao's shout sounded, and the giant's right arm suddenly swung out, and the slightly clenched right fist opened for the first time, holding the hilt of the sword with extreme precision.

"Buzz ......"

A buzzing sound sounded suddenly, as if the entire heaven and earth trembled slightly at this moment, and the endless energy all converged towards the giant, making it feel as if it was in a spatial vortex.

After a while, the whirlpool dissipated, but the giant was covered with a faint layer of gold.

This layer of golden mangs is as thin as a cicada's wings, but it is very special, if Zhong Zihao senses it well, it should also contain an aura similar to the power of creation.

"...... Sonor"

The Astral Aspect Great Array Heart Technique rose again, but the Sword of the Slashing God actually changed in the hands of the giant, and in an instant, it extended to a length of a hundred zhang, and the width became several zhang, like a golden bridge across the void.

At the same time, an unprecedented vast coercion suddenly descended, as if the Nine Heavens Gods had crossed the border, and that coercion actually made the souls of all the strong people in the audience tremble, as if they had the ability to shake the heavens and annihilate the eternals!

"Whoa!"

The giant's right arm shook slightly, and a void suddenly collapsed.

"Sneer......"

The sharp sound of the sword reverberated again, and with a wave of the giant's big hand, everything within a radius of ten thousand miles came to a standstill in an instant.

At this moment, whether it was the wind or other energies, all disappeared without a trace, and the only thing that could be heard was the gasping voices of countless strong men.

"Is this the power of the taboo?"

When many powerhouses in the Xuantian Realm saw this scene, they couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded, cold sweat broke out on their backs, and they all had an illusion, under this kind of power, I'm afraid that even the powerhouses in the later stage of the Creation Realm would suffer, right?

"It's just an ancestral weapon, how can it burst out with this kind of power?"

Uncle Yan's originally hideous face had turned into a look of horror, but he still didn't want to believe that he would be inferior to a junior who inherited his fate, if he didn't try, how could he be willing to retreat?

(End of chapter)