Chapter 1844: Top-grade Innate Spirit Treasure
The two Extreme Dao Supremes ran out for thousands of miles, and before they could look back, the volcanic world turned into a beautiful fireworks in the galaxy, bursting open, and waves of heat spread, and they looked at each other.
How many tens of thousands of years have passed, and even the Extreme Dao Supremes like them have rarely seen the scene of the stars being exploded.
Although the Volcanic Realm is a small realm, it is also nearly 20,000 miles in diameter, which can be regarded as a not small planet, and the fact that it collapsed and exploded in a great war shows how violent that sword is.
"Half-immortal-level killing power! How is it possible, what kind of elixir has this kid eaten, and he can unleash such a terrifying method?"
Dao Tianqiong's heart palpitated, although they also have the power to shatter the stars, but that is the ultimate that can only be achieved with all their strength, Di Yunxiao is just a little doll who has not yet stepped into the supreme realm, how can he explode to this point?
The volcanic realm reached its most glorious time in dazzling light, and then everything returned to darkness, and the huge stars scattered into pieces of meteorites, floating in the infinite galaxy.
In a secret place thousands of miles away from the place of the planet's destruction, Emperor Yunxiao was sweating profusely, his long wet hair was clinging to the door, and he had already withdrawn from the state of the Demon God's Law Body.
The power of that drop of Buddha's Vajra Immortal Blood was also consumed, and his realm also fell back to a half-step supreme.
The distraction of the Thunder Law Body and the Land Lord was also reintegrated into the body, and the whole person seemed to be seriously ill, his face was pale, and there was no trace of blood.
However, his eyes were terrifyingly bright.
This is an Eight Tribulation God Gang Supreme, he actually slaughtered it!
Even though there is the merit of Vajra Immortal Blood, it is undeniable that his own mastery of mana and realm has reached the level of integration.
"Refreshing! Slaughter that guy, take away the essence and blood of his whole body, and completely integrate it into the Yuan Tu Sword, it should be able to refine it into a top-grade innate magic weapon!"
The loss of a drop of immortal blood certainly hurts him, but it will not be a loss to extract a high-ranking supreme spirit and raise his natal magic weapon to the level of a top-grade innate magic weapon.
Moreover, after this battle, his realm shackles and physical body have greatly increased, and he has vaguely sensed that his Supreme Tribulation is coming within a year.
"Bastard boy, do you know how dangerous it is to face a high-ranking supreme alone?"
When the Martial Immortal Ancestor came in control of the auspicious clouds, before Emperor Yunxiao showed off, the Ancestor hit him with a heavy hammer on the head, making him grin and cry out in pain.
"Ancestor, I'm not fine!"
Covering his swollen head, Di Yunxiao laughed twice, he knew that his ancestor had a violent temper, and the more he fought him, the worse the result would be.
"Hmph! That's your fate, and you just got away with it. Don't think that I don't know about the ancestor, the earth-shattering sword just now should be an immortal artifact.
It's a waste that such a treasure that is enough to turn the tide of the ultimate battle on a small character of the Chaos Ancient Demon Clan!"
The Martial Immortal Ancestor's tens of thousands of years of experience were not covered, and after calming down, he quickly deduced that Emperor Yunxiao relied on to kill the powerhouse of the ancient demon clan.
Non-immortal things have no divine power!
Hearing this, the corners of Di Yunxiao's mouth twitched, daring to be in the eyes of the Martial Immortal Ancestor, an Eight Tribulation Shengang Supreme was actually just an insignificant small character?
"It's not too much of a loss, the disciple's natal magic weapon is now a top-grade innate spirit treasure!"
Emperor Yunxiao removed the Dinghai Zhu Immortal Qi on the Yuan Tu Sword, revealing the ancient blood-colored lines on the ancient sword of the giant sword.
"Hey, the top-grade innate spirit treasure, this big sword has been refined by you to such a point, and the quality is almost comparable to the six or seven tribulation supreme weapons!"
Gently pinching the Yuan Tu Sword, the Martial Immortal Ancestor's complexion softened, a top-grade innate spirit treasure was completely comparable to those first-class Great Sect Sect Sect Divine Objects.
"Old Ancestor, what happened to the Tibetan True Demon, did you ever tell him to escape?"
Di Yunxiao looked around, not aware of the Seven Deadly Sins and the breath of the Tibetan True Demon Glass Mirror, and was a little dumbfounded at the moment.
"Hahaha! There is no need to be too impatient, it is naturally impossible for that old ghost to get away from the old man's hands! He is sealed in the ancient seal of the Emperor Weapon Qingtian Xinghe, forgive him for having the ability to turn the sky upside down, don't even think about escaping!"
Martial Immortal Ancestor shook his cuffs, revealing the ancient seal in his palm.
The galaxy flickered, the ancient lines of birds, beasts, fish and insects flowed on the surface of the ancient seal, looking at this ancient seal full of the power of Nirvana, Emperor Yunxiao was amazed in his heart.
Even he didn't know that Qingxia still hid such a wonderful good thing.
Confirming that the Tibetan True Demon and the other two masters of the Seven Deadly Sins were trapped, Emperor Yunxiao was in a good mood.
"Demon God Senior, this time my Emperor Yunxiao and Qingxia owe you a favor, this old puppet can't hand over the blade to you for the time being!"
He didn't forget to contain and suppress the demonic power of the Tibetan True Demon, and hurriedly thanked him.
Martial Immortal Ancestor also spoke: "This time, I am tired of the demon brother to help each other, come on, come on, go to my Qingxia Ancient Sect to drink a few glasses of water and wine, the old man has two jars of spiritual wine that have been treasured for thousands of years." ”
"Hmm, thousand-year-old spirit wine, I want it! Anyway, that fool in the glass mirror has already died in my hands once, and the revenge has been avenged, and I don't want to do anything with whom he falls into anyone's hands. ”
As soon as he heard that there was a thousand years of good wine, the eyes of the demon god power lit up, licked his lips, and happily followed the Dao Tianqiong to tear the void.
A few hours later, many Great Sects in the Infinite Realm sensed that the powerhouses of the Great War beyond the starry sky had arrived, but all that was left for them was the shattered Volcanic Realm and the smoke and fire that had not completely dissipated.
In half a day, the news of the suspected Extreme Dao level killing battle outside the Infinite Realm quickly spread throughout the Northern Star Domain.
The already turbulent Ten Thousand Realms of the Inner United Kingdom were once again in shock, and many people speculated that the first Qingxia under the Holy Land was also attacked by the Seven Deadly Sins and the Banished Twelve Clans?
For a moment, people were panicked.
The other five first-class great sects in the Infinite Realm temporarily abandoned their discord with each other and declared that they were willing to form an alliance with Qingxia and advance and retreat together!
In the Central Star Domain of the Seven Deadly Sins, in a Jedi filled with demonic steam, fog, and smoke miasma, three or five mysterious and gloomy buildings stood in the swamp, revealing vicissitudes and darkness.
In one of the ancient spires, more than a dozen figures exuding an extremely powerful aura sat in a semi-arc, kneeling on one knee, looking at the majestic figures on the thrones in front of them with trembling faces.
"Waste! A bunch of useless waste! Are you waiting for all rice buckets, none of the three top masters have come back, are you all blind!
said, what happened, why did Zhen Yan and the three of them leave without permission, didn't they want to betray the organization?"
There were only three people sitting on the Seven Thrones, and their respective backs were engraved with code names in medieval script.
The three sins of jealousy, greed, and laziness!
(End of chapter)