Buzz!

The powerful blazing streamer and gray sword light burst out, coupled with Li Chen's gravity suppression, made the sacrificial sword box tremble constantly, and even left countless scars on Li Chen's body, but he couldn't break free in the slightest.

Snort!

Looking at it from afar, the gray sword light pierced Li Chen's body one by one, bringing bursts of blood mist, sometimes floating up several feet, sometimes being pressed to the ground, and so on, repeatedly!

"What's that?"

Everyone was amazed.

Although the sacrificial sword box is an ancient artifact, it has been lost for too long, and not many people really recognize it based on the documents contained in the afterword.

"What kind of treasure is such a strong killing aura, can it have this kind of power?"

Ji Xuanyuan didn't even recognize him as a Tianhuang nobleman, let alone others.

Only Zhu ignored it, his face was gloomy and terrifying.

Because only he knows what the sacrificial sword box is!

Especially after walking out of Xuantian, he returned to the Vermilion Bird Palace, and made a secret visit, only to conclude that the murderous thing that had been short-lived in the Xuantian Yuan Domain was the treasure of the ancient sword god sword dust.

Legend has it that the killing qi gathered in the sacrificial sword box is gathered by the soul that died under the sword dust, and it does not enter reincarnation, transcends life and death, and can only be born with a sword soul in the sacrificial sword box for the rest of its life, and is enslaved by people!

That's why the killing aura condensed on it is so heavy!

Even if it has been shattered by the God of Killing, with a trace of residual spirituality, it can be recondensed, waiting for the master to appear, and restore its former glory again!

It can be said that the sacrificial sword box is half a sword dust, and you can imagine how terrifying its bonus to strength is!

"That's the Ancient Sword God Treasure - Sacrificial Sword Box!"

Zhu ignored the roll of his eyes and shouted at Zhenyuan.

"What?"

The sudden information shocked everyone, and they didn't have the heart to check who sent it out.

"It's impossible, isn't it? Legend has it that the Sword God fell under the Killing God Fist, and the sacrificial sword box has long been shattered, how could it appear here?"

"However, it's really a bit like, the sacrificial sword box is the thing of the sword god, and the sword god temple is the inheritance of the sword god, maybe there is still this treasure left!"

"The Sword God was a person in the main battle line of the barbarian god back then, and the Sword God Temple can still be inherited, so it must have its uniqueness"

It's like a dam bursting, and it's out of control.

Originally, it was just suspicion, but as the discussion spread, the greed in everyone's hearts was infinitely amplified!

What is the Sacrificial Sword Box?

It is a sword god relic, with the power to turn decay into magic, unpredictable, there are so many kendo warriors in the world, who doesn't want to admire the demeanor of the sword god treasure, who doesn't want to take it for themselves?

"That kid took advantage of the danger of others and wanted to snatch the sacrificial sword box and kill him!"

Abruptly, Zhu ignored and shouted again.

"That's right, kill him, you can't let him snatch the Sword God Shifting Treasure!"

"The Sword God Temple is the holy place of all our kendo martial artists, and the sacrificial sword box must not fall into the hands of outsiders!"

"Protective Sacrificial Sword Box"

For a while, everyone found an outlet for the greed in their hearts, and finally couldn't help but rush up.

Of course, some people are blinded by greed, and clear-eyed people naturally see the truth, what is this for.

It's just that if they don't do it, it doesn't mean that others don't do it.

Especially a person like Ji Xuanyuan who sees through it and can't wait to devour Li Chen alive.

He just took the lead a little and added fuel to the fire, and he led many people to take action.

Of course, he also wanted to take the sacrificial sword box into his pocket, but he also knew that this was not realistic!

"Oops!"

Bai Xiu'er's faces changed wildly, and they wanted to stop it, but they were powerless at all, so they could only let their senior brothers not make a move.

Leng Feng and the others were also shocked, they never thought that it was the thing of the ancient sword god, but in this case, in the face of nearly 100,000 half-saint powerhouses rushing over, no matter how confident they were, they didn't dare to make a move!

Buzz!

Fortunately, he didn't need to do anything at all, and everyone stopped in shock in a tyrannical and terrifying roar.

There are also many people whose cultivation is not high, and their minds are not strong, and the corners of their mouths are bleeding, and they are regressing in panic, as if they have seen a ghost.

In fact, they did see the hell, to be exact, the Demon God!

I saw a tyrannical aura surging from Li Chen's body, rising into the sky, turning into a terrifying and abnormal blood cloud, forcibly separating the cloud dragons that were twisted together in the sky.

The phantom was so large that it was like a giant in the sky, and it even broke through the silent glow on the periphery of the primeval desolate star, allowing people to see the stars outside.

"Torture Heavenly Demon God!"

The corners of Ji Xuanyuan's mouth were dry, his eyes were frightened, and he subconsciously stumbled backwards.

That's right, it was the Xingtian Demon God who was surging up, but it wasn't the main body, it was just a phantom of its evil qi exposed!

There are many treasures in the world, such as the stars in the sky, and there are many things that can suppress the half-crippled sacrificial sword box, but among the desolate stars, the only existence that can compete with it is the body of the demon god!

"Be honest!"

Li Chen's face was pale, but a pair of eyes as bright as stars were extremely resolute, and his right palm was pressed against the surface of the sacrificial sword box.

With his strength, although he couldn't control the body of the demon god, it was not too difficult to mobilize its aura.

If you want to suppress such an ancient murderous thing as the sacrificial sword box, there is only a treasure that is more fierce than it, and the body of the demon god is undoubtedly the best choice!

Zheng Zheng!

The sacrificial sword box constantly stimulates the remaining sword qi in the body, but in the face of the suppression of the body of the demon god, it is as powerless as a child facing a strong man!

"It's done!"

Li Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

Originally, if he forcibly suppressed the sacrificial sword box, even if he went all out, he would definitely not be able to bear it, and he would inevitably be directly crushed by the fierce sword qi in it.

Fortunately, at the last moment, Lu Youlong, Yin Moon Lingji, and Shen Gongchan reminded him together, and this is why this scene happened!

"Ahh

When the fierce sword qi on the exterior of the sacrificial sword box was pressed into the box by the body of the demon god, a roar of pain suddenly came from above the sky, which was caused by the sword dust.

"Big Brother"

Jian Ke and the others' faces changed wildly, and they saw Jian Chen covering his head and falling to the ground, rolling endlessly.

"Humph!"

Li Chen snorted coldly, Jian Ke and the others did not dare to step forward, but their resolute faces showed anxiety.

"Not awake yet?"

Lu Youlong's seven swords that stepped on the dragon fell not far away, the sound was like a bell, the vastness was immense, and the square breath was injected into the ears of Jian Chen's ears like thunder.

"Ahhh

Jian Chen's body was shocked, and he shook his head desperately and stood up, and a mist like the fierce sword qi of the sacrificial sword box surged around his body.

But when the mist surged, the black hair that was like a waterfall suddenly began to turn white from the ends.

First a thread, then a strand, and gradually spread to the roots.

It's just that the aura on Jian Chen's body also began to weaken little by little, as if his cultivation that didn't belong to him began to disperse!

When Jian Chen, or the breath on Ye Guyun's body was about to reach the freezing point, he half-knelt on the ground with a pop, and with a sigh that seemed to come from the eternal, the mist turned into a figure!