The brilliance of the colorful Tang knife was gradually engulfed by black gas, and seeing this scene, Yu Wenhua breathed a sigh of relief: "The victory or defeat has been decided, and the spirit weapon is even better!"

The Lingtai monk said angrily: "I obviously said that I relied on the power of the magic weapon itself to fight, and you reminded me loudly, foul!"

"Just say something and commit a foul?" the Blood God Sect was shameless, and squirted, "That is Zhang Ye also reminded him." ”

The magic weapon was spiritless, and even if it spoke, it couldn't understand it, and the Blood God Sect monks laughed abruptly.

However, Zhang Ye seemed to be more serious, and said to the colorful Tang Dao: "Okay, stop playing, let's cross the catastrophe." ”

Everyone in the Blood God Sect was stunned for a moment, and laughed profusely: "Hey, did you hear it, Zhang Ye, this fool really talks to the magic weapon!"

"Haha, I'm still flying!"

The Great Elder had always felt that something was wrong before, and when he heard Zhang Ye's words, he slapped his head and remembered that when Zhang Ye was refining the best flying sword in the past, he had survived a thunder tribulation, and this superb magic sword, only after experiencing the thunder tribulation, was the real ultimate magic weapon!

As soon as Zhang Ye's words fell, a thick dark cloud suddenly formed, lightning and thunder inside, the evil ghost was most afraid of thunder, the evil ghost was startled, but he refused to let go, and he was even more energetic to solve the colorful Tang knife as soon as possible.

Tang Dao, who had broken through left and right, was quiet at this moment, and the much faint colorful treasure light was climbing sharply, and the thick ghost aura was already unstoppable.

Yu Wenhua, as a treasure casting master, saw this thundercloud and thought of a possibility, that is, the real divine soldier, the jealousy of the sky, must experience the thunder tribulation, but that is the treatment that the magic weapon above the king weapon has, when will the magic weapon also summon the thundercloud?

Yu Wenhua was so anxious that he couldn't let the best magic weapon cross the catastrophe, he didn't care about any rules, and with a pat on his heart, a ball of essence blood flew to the spirit weapon.

"Bold!" is clearly the power of the magic weapon itself, and there is no human help, but this Yu Wenhua has shot again and again, which makes the Great Elder furious and immediately attacked.

But the Blood God Sect Elder had already taken precautions and stopped the Great Elder's means, and that mouthful of essence blood was swallowed by the evil ghost spirit in one gulp.

With the blessing of essence and blood, the power of the ghost head knife increased greatly, and the body of the evil ghost weapon spirit was like a substance, turning into a black curtain, winding the colorful Tang knife impenetrable.

"Old puppet, this duel is invalid!" The Great Elder gritted his teeth in anger, if it weren't for the fact that this was an ancient land with many low-level disciples, he would have wanted to fight with the Blood God Sect Elder.

"Yo, Li Rulong, it's too despicable and shameless to say that you are going to lose when you see that you are going to lose!"

"It's you who are despicable and shameless!" the two elders immediately pinched.

Han Ling'er looked at the black gas billowing in the sky, and her face was worried: "Zhang Ye, how is this good?"

"Don't worry, you'll win. Zhang Ye suddenly held Han Linger's little hand.

Han Ling'er was taken aback, in front of so many fellow disciples, she was actually held by Zhang Ye, but seeing that her fellow disciples were paying attention to the battle of magic weapons in the sky, they were at the mercy of Zhang Ye, after all, being held by Zhang Ye, Han Ling'er felt extremely relieved.

The evil ghost pondered that the colorful Tang knife was almost consumed, opened his mouth and mouthed bloody, ready to swallow it in one gulp, but at this moment, the Tang knife seemed to be completely enraged, and the treasure light was like a glow, not only broke free from the shackles of the ghost mist, but also pierced the upper jaw of the evil ghost and flew into the thundercloud.

The evil ghost covered his blood basin and howled miserably, black gas gushed out, and the wound was repaired in a moment, and then, the evil ghost stared at the thundercloud angrily, but did not dare to pursue.

Yu Wenhua's face was pale, and he was actually broken free by the Colorful Tang Knife, and he roared hoarsely: "What are you still doing in a daze, don't let it cross the catastrophe!"

The evil ghost looked at Yu Wenhua, and then at the thunderclouds that flashed and thundered, and finally roared, grabbed the ghost head knife, and rose against the sky.

The best magic knife, shuttling in the thunderclouds, fighting with the thunder, suddenly, seven-colored light gushed out from the thunderclouds, and everyone did not dare to look directly, and closed their eyes one after another.

Buzzing the knife, everyone opened their eyes again, the thunderclouds had dispersed, only the colorful divine sword, standing in the heaven and earth, like the emperor of the soldiers, looking down on all living beings.

This is the real best magic weapon! Although everyone doesn't know much about the best magic weapon, they just gave birth to such an idea inexplicably.

The evil ghost couldn't stop Tang Dao from crossing the catastrophe, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes, but it was unwilling to give in, and wanted to fight for the dignity of the spirit weapon!

The evil ghost picked up the ghost head knife and slashed it away, and the colorful Tang knife did not dodge or dodge, turned into a rainbow and shot at the evil ghost.

"Boom" exploded, and after the exchange, Tang Dao was like an arrogant swordsman, and he didn't turn his head, and flew back to Zhang Ye's hands with colorful glow.

Holding a peerless beauty like Han Ling'er in his left hand, and holding a peerless divine soldier in his right hand, a boy should be like this!

Everyone looked at Zhang Ye enviously, they had heard about the scandal between Zhang Ye and Han Ling'er before, and they were very unhappy in their hearts, but at this moment, they no longer felt that Zhang Ye was not worthy of Senior Sister Ling'er, on the contrary, there was a sense of heroic beauty complementing each other.

But the supreme magic weapon suddenly landed, and the monks were a little confused, had the victory and defeat been divided? Who won and who lost? Hurriedly looked at the ghost head knife in the sky.

The Blood God Sect elder was stunned, and laughed: "The Ghost Head Knife is still in the sky, which means that the best magic weapon has been defeated!"

"Yes, it must be so!" Although the Blood God Sect disciples felt a little weird, they only wanted to believe this result.

At this moment, a hole suddenly appeared in the chest of the evil ghost in the sky, and it howled, trying to repair the wound with ghost energy, but the hole was getting bigger and bigger.

And the ghost head knife cracked like glass, and the sound of "click" was endless, and then scattered into debris. The evil ghost was extremely unwilling, but the spirit weapon was destroyed, and it also disappeared.

"It's Zhang Ye who has won!" the monks of the Lingtai came back to their senses, unable to suppress the excitement in their hearts, and shouted Zhang Ye's name again.

The Blood God Sect Elder had a hideous face, he didn't see what was going on before, he felt that the Ghost Head Knife was in the sky, that is, the Ghost Head Knife had won, but he never thought that the last confrontation between the two magic weapons, the Colorful Tang Knife was like a broken bamboo, and the Ghost Head Knife was like a paper paste, and it was directly broken by the Tang Knife.

The best magic weapon, is it really so terrifying?

There was a hint of ruthlessness in the eyes of the Blood God Sect elder, he was ready to kill Zhang Ye at all costs, otherwise as long as Zhang Ye was in the sky, the Blood God Sect would never think of overpowering the Lingtai Sect!

But the Great Elder obviously saw through the Blood God Sect's plan, protected Zhang Ye's side, and reprimanded: "Old Piff, you try!"

With Li Rulong here, no one can kill the elders of the Blood God Sect, thinking that Li Rulong said that the game was invalid before, but he still jumped into the fire pit vigorously, and he couldn't pull it, which was lifting a stone to shoot himself in the foot.

The Blood God Sect elder thought about it, if it was because of his own trickery, the Lingtai Sect would kill people, and the Heavenly Dao Palace would definitely not care, considering the many consequences, the Blood God Sect Elder rolled his eyes and smiled: "Lao Li, how many years of friendship have we had, otherwise, forget about this matter." ”

"Count you big-headed ghost, my sect won this gamble, offset the previous hour, and moreover, you have to enter the Divine Weapon Enchantment by one hour ahead!"

The Blood God Sect elder gritted his teeth: "Two wins in three games, let's play one extra game!"

Before the Blood God Sect Elder's words fell, Yu Wenhua spurted out a mouthful of blood, and he lowered his head blankly, finding that the blood in his chest was gushing like a spring.

Injured like this, and with an extra egg, the Great Elder didn't bother to refuse.

The elder of the Blood God Sect was taken aback, if something happened to Yu Wenhua, there was no hope for the rise of the Blood God Sect, so he immediately went over and gave Yu Wenhua a golden pill.

Immediately, the Blood God Sect elder glared at Zhang Ye viciously: "Dare to hurt my Blood God Sect people, can't you find death?"

"The backlash of the spirit weapon is not so serious, but who let him use the essence blood to sacrifice the spirit weapon?" Zhang Ye smiled calmly, "So, it's my egg business." ”

Rao is blood god sect is shameless habits, the door people also feel that their faces are hot, Yu Wenhua previously in order to defeat the best magic weapon, regardless of the rules, with essence blood to feed the spirit, as a result, the spirit weapon was destroyed, and the backlash was doubled, it was completely self-inflicted.

The Blood God Sect elder was so angry that his teeth chattered: "Zhang Ye, the old man remembers you!"

"There are a lot of people who remember me, how old are you?" Anyway, there is a great elder, and from now on, he will definitely become the key protection object of the Lingtai Sect, Zhang Ye did not take the threat of the Blood God Sect to heart at all.

"Haha, that's right, the Blood God Sect is the oldest!"

"The Lingtai Sect will always crush your Blood God Sect!"

Previously, Ouyang Changtian's Dao heart was destroyed, and the Lingtai monks were saddened and regretted, but now the Yu culture of the Blood God Sect has been devoured by spiritual weapons, and only half a life is left, so they are naturally very addicted.

The Blood God Sect was depressed, and the morale that had been saved up had become sluggish again, and the Great Elder saw in his eyes that this time the Battle of the Divine Soldier Enchantment, the Lingtai Sect would definitely win a great victory, and immediately announced: "The time is almost up, the Lingtai Monk listens to the order and prepares to enter the enchantment!"

"Disciple commands!" The top ten foundation building monks in the inner gate immediately gathered at the entrance of the enchantment, ready to enter.

Han Ling'er was also grabbed by Zhang Ye's hand, and said a little embarrassed: "Zhang Ye, I'm leaving." ”

"Well, be careful. Zhang Ye paused, thought of something, and handed the Colorful Tang Knife into Han Ling'er's hand, "Borrow you." ”

This knife, logically speaking, the Lingtai Sect paid for the materials, and it was Zhang Ye who repaid the favor, and the ownership belonged to the Lingtai Sect, but Zhang Ye insisted on lending it to Han Ling'er, and the Great Elder would definitely sell this face.

Han Ling'er felt that the Colorful Tang Knife was too valuable, and she didn't dare to take it, but she knew Zhang Ye's temperament, so she had to take the magic knife happily: "Zhang Ye, thank you." ”

The Great Elder pretended not to see anything, and cleared his throat: "Lingtai Monk, with Han Ling'er as the leader, unite, if you dare to hurt your fellow sect, you will be punished as a traitor!"

"Disciple obeys!" The Zhuji monks replied respectfully, Han Ling'er was the leader of the team, she was the first in the inner door, and now she had the best magic weapon on her body, and everyone was convinced.

It's just that the Blood God Sect is suffering, not only do they have to watch the Lingtai Sect enter the Divine Weapon Barrier an hour in advance, but Han Ling'er is also equipped with a superb magic sword, and the Blood God Sect will enter later, not to mention that there is a chance, whether he can come back alive is a question.

Zhang Ye alone forcibly changed the situation of both sides, which made the disciples of the Blood God Sect hate even more.

At this time, in the ancient land, a light gate appeared out of thin air, and the monks of the Lingtai entered it.