"This Heavenly Sword is the embodiment of the Divine Power Law of Gathering the Gods! Could it be that the Dao marks of the gods have become godheads and have entered your body? Otherwise, how could they appear on you? I said that you are not human, you are really not human..." The crystal skull was heartbroken, and quickly retreated.

"You're not human, your whole family... Skulls are not people!" Han Xing is not the opponent of the crystal skull when fighting alone, but when it comes to scolding, Han Xing will definitely be able to scold him and collapse!

The crystal skull can also be regarded as a handsome man among those who know the times, and if you can't scold it, you can flash it!

But no matter how the crystal skull dodges, the heavenly sword in the air has already locked its qi rigidly, and I am afraid that if the heavenly sword comes out again in a few breaths, it will cut its mountain-sized crystal skull into a pile of jade powder!

"Haha...... Ugly ghost, do you see, the six Meishan brothers and the 1,200 grass-headed gods led by the legendary Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch who guarded the heavenly realm have now become my little brothers! Their godheads are all on me, and it is as easy for me to kill you as stepping on a bedbug!"

Han Xing was so excited that he didn't know why, and when he was making up and scolding in the excitement, he suddenly felt that the dantian began to hurt, as if there were thousands of feet kicking inside!

"Damn, a lot of hearts have said the wrong thing!" Han Xing immediately came to his senses, he knew that no matter how much nonsense he pretended to be, he was afraid that his stomach would be kicked and broken, and no matter how serious it was, it would be possible for his intestines to drip all over the ground!

Han Xing didn't come out in a breath, pointed to the crystal skull and scolded: "I used to think that there would be no ugly and bastard thing in this world, but after seeing you, I found that I was completely wrong. Are you trying to cover the sky or what? It's just a picture that should be beaten!"

"Suppression" Han Xing shouted!

Suddenly, the Heavenly Sword in the sky hummed, and suddenly swept over, slashing towards the crystal skull at an astonishing speed.

With a "boom", half of the crystal skull's mountain-sized face was suddenly slashed open, and it exploded into thousands of huge stones and rolled down!

The Heavenly Sword slashed down again, and the crystal skull exploded violently in all directions, and the impact fluctuations of its explosion permeated the entire Longyuan Sect, covering all places!

In the midst of the explosion, there were terrible screams.

"Ah......h

The screams that came from the black fog of the explosion became more and more terrible, but they quickly stopped abruptly, because in the next moment, there was a halo of light from the billowing smoke, and a shattered crystal clear skull flew out of the gray mist.

Han Xing was dumbfounded. This crystal-clear shattered skull, only three inches in size, had a nose and eyes on it, like a ghost baby's face attached to it, and within this shattered skull, there was a faint soul fire that was slowly jumping.

"Divine consciousness transforms! The crystal skull's instrument spirit spirit spirit has actually left his body!"

This kind of situation, Han Xing has seen in "Hajj Heavenly Divine Technique", according to the above records, the Yuan Shen can still appear after the body explodes, and the probability is extremely low, even less than one in a million.

After the surprise, Han Xing's face was full of ecstasy, and meeting the divine consciousness out of the body was a great opportunity for him!

Now it's not the Crystal Skull that wants to devour him, but the Genshin who wants to devour the Crystal Skull!

"Haha...... Lao Tzu also gives you a taste of being devour......ed!

The Instrument Spirit Divine Consciousness is the weakest at this time, this detached Yuan Shen, for any cultivator, devouring it is a great supplement, you can enlarge your own Yuan Shen, if you don't want to devour it, you can also subdue it, and then enter other objects to seal and refine the magic weapon. If the artifact spirit level is high, if you are lucky, you can even refine an artifact!

"Lao Tzu has made it, this time it's really big!" Han Xing was ecstatic, the spirit that can be used as the treasure of the Zhenzong is not ordinarily high, and having such an opportunity is tantamount to green smoke from the ancestral tomb!

This good thing sent to the door, how can Han Xing let it go?

Accepted!

With Han Xing's current cultivation, not only will he not accept it, but he can't accept it at all, unless the other party takes the initiative to throw himself into his arms and let him devour or refine it, but there are such good things in the world.

"Damn, you can't eat the fat in your mouth, what can I do?" Han Xing rubbed his hands together in a hurry.

"Hehe, this kid has a temper like me, and if he has benefits, he is a bastard! I don't know how many good things I got when I was guarding the heavenly court...... It's fascinating to think about...... That's it, the old man will help him again!" Han Xing's mind was clearly checked by the Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch who was still in his body.

"My Heaven Slayer Halberd has lost the upper half of the blade, and the lower half is just missing a machine spirit host, and I will take it in to help you, a stinky boy, advance quickly on the way to cultivation, and the merit garden will be full! It will also help the old man to restore his true body!"

Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch was determined, and with his divine sense, he urged the black burning stick beside Han Xing that was extremely poor, and let it float out silently, horizontally in front of the Instrument Spirit Yuan Shen.

The grimace of the shattered skull was full of resentment, but there was more fear and fear, and when he saw the burning stick in front of him, he exuded a boundless murderous aura, and shot out in a panic.

"Huh, this broken skull is not bad, it actually reveals a trace of the breath of the ancient witch clan, and I don't know where it is a piece of wreckage left by the fall of the great witch, it has actually produced its own spiritual intelligence, if it is allowed to evolve and grow, if it can find the complete body skeleton in the future, and re-enter it into the body to refine, it will definitely be able to surpass any artifact, and it is possible to become an immortal weapon, which will be a great help to this son in the future!"

This Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch's divine sense gaze fell on this skull, pondered for a moment, and whispered to Han Xing: "Borrow your body for use." ”

In an instant, Han Xing only felt that there was an extra primordial god in his mind, and his body was completely controlled by the Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch God!

"You go there, wait for the deity to choose a new master with you!"

Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun snorted coldly, stretched out one hand and pressed it fiercely, and a cyan invisible hand reached out from the void, slapping the shattered skull off in an instant, and holding it in his palm as soon as he grabbed it.

The shattered skull grip is held in the hand and has no ability to resist at all, it is just a mere primordial spirit, there is no carrier, even if it has mana, it can't be used in the hands of Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun, and at this moment it is like a lamb to be slaughtered, making a "hissing" strange scream.

Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch's spiritual power operated, forcing a drop of blood from Han Xing's fingertip and falling on the shattered skull.

Confess the Lord with a drop of blood!

The blood was absorbed on contact with the shattered skull. Suddenly, the shattered skull burst out with endless blood, and the bloodshot and the skull blended together, and a red mist emerged, and in the mist, the dense blood lines formed by the bloodshot were intertwined with each other, and the hook drew a blurred blood image.

This is an ancient and vicissitudes of war spirit, although the outline is blurred, but it reveals a kind of unyielding indomitability that looks at the world, and the tragedy is mixed with terror, evil and gloomy, as if he is the embodiment of death!

It's just that the blood image is incomplete, because his head has left his body, flying and spinning in mid-air.

In his hand, he carried a broken axe, and a terrifying murderous aura swirled around it, and the blood of countless evil ghosts and gods dyed the entire giant axe blood-red, turning the sky into a sea of blood......

The illusory blood statue remnant god without a head shocked Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch, and in a flicker of his eyes, the memories of the past condensed out, and he exclaimed, "It's you...... It's no wonder that this small piece of broken skull is so big! The resentment after death actually caused a wisp of spiritual consciousness to attach to the fragment of your own shattered skull, and it turned into an evil spirit...!"

The broken blood seemed to be able to understand words, and a strange laugh came out from the skull, which was missing a piece of parietal bone, and turned into a faint black gas, slowly dissipating. Only staccato voices were left in mid-air: "My body is suppressed in ...... The skull has been torn apart...... Look for... Give me back...!"

The small piece of broken skull in Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch's hand flashed with blood, and then returned to its original appearance.

Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun was shocked in his heart, and blurted out: "Sure enough, it's the ancestral witch...... The bones, dripping blood and refining, are so weird!"

He knew that the power of this thing was great, and he didn't dare to be careless, his palm flew up, and one after another spells were played out in an instant, constantly falling into the shattered skull, and he felt that the powerful forbidden power had been generated, so he nodded with satisfaction, and with a move of his hand, the black burning stick floating in the air shot out and came closer.

"Let's go inside!"

With a "snap", the burning stick actually cracked a black gap, and this small piece of broken skull turned into a shock, which instantly swept into it.

Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun stretched out his hand and wiped it, and the stick body was restored to its original state, and the skull was completely sealed inside.

"Hmph, if it weren't for the fact that you still have some strength, and you can barely preside over my damaged Heaven Slaughtering Divine Halberd, do you think you can survive until now?" Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch said coldly.

"I'm not reconciled, I think I was a witch ancestor-level figure before my body fell, what a supreme, even if you forcibly let me recognize this weak ant-like human race as the master, I won't give in......" The machine spirit formed by the broken skull was imprisoned inside, making it almost go crazy.

Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch shouted in a deep voice: "Although your new master is not high in cultivation now, he is carrying the bloodline of the Ancient Emperor, and even the Dao Scar Godhead transformed after the fall of more than 1,200 gods under my account has been imprinted on him, and a wisp of my god's divine consciousness is also dormant in his body, what kind of thing are you? If you still don't surrender, let your soul fly away now!"

"Ah...... If this is the case, I will serve him as Lord, but I will ...... in the future," the shattered skull asked again with trepidation, although he sincerely agreed.

"On behalf of your new master, I promise you that when you help your new major to reach the god of war level, I will give you back your freedom, break the seal, and find a pair of immortal bones for you to help you re-refine and return you to the glory of the past. ”

Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun's carrot and stick method made the broken skull finally stop the noise, and it was already completely softened.

Because it felt that Han Xing was "too powerful", with its spiritual intelligence, it was the instinct of the machine spirit to surrender to the strong, so it was determined to surrender and willingly merge with Han Xing's spiritual world.

With the end of the seal, the black burning stick suddenly shone brightly, becoming extremely shiny, countless runes flickered wildly on the stick, and then burned, in a rather spiritual buzzing sound, it circled around Han Xing several times, and then the breath converged, and it returned to its original mottled black and dim appearance, and returned to Han Xing's hands.