"Boom!"

With a roar, the euphorbia was shaken hundreds of miles of land, crushing large swaths of mountain ranges.

This is the power of the artifact, even if it is the force when it falls, it has a rather terrifying destructive power.

Here, the white turtle nodded, and saw the little scimitar wielding power with his own eyes.

"But something is wrong, what the hell?" it blinked, pondered, and finally opened its mouth.

Hell, the treasure actually spoke.

"Kill a thousand knives, I heard it right!" the corners of the white turtle's mouth twitched, a little incredulous.

It slapped itself hard twice, however, the pain told it that it was all real, not a dream.

Indeed, I seem to hear the sound of the artifact. Xuantian blinked, feeling that he had encountered a monster.

Both guys were amazed and had to sigh at the same time. The battlefield of gods and demons is extraordinary, there are all kinds of strange things, and even the treasures that can talk are also stored.

"No, I'll have to find out. The white turtle shook its head, and the treasure could speak, completely reversing what it had seen and heard in its life.

It stands to reason that treasures can possess spirituality. But it is impossible to have a soul, to think flexibly like a monk.

Here, after the scimitar erupted with a supreme blow, it began to gradually weaken, and the brilliant divine light gradually disappeared, revealing the blade with dense cracks.

Although the blow just now was terrifying, it killed 1,000 enemies and lost 800 of itself, and its situation was not much better at all.

"Damn, I can't imagine that I am a wise person, but I ended up like this. The little scimitar muttered to himself, and when he came back to his senses, he staggered, and was frightened.

When did there be two more figures behind him, one big and one small.

This is a teenager with a small white turtle with a large breast.

The young man has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, his eyes are like a god, and his not yet mature face has a hint of fortitude.

Of course, the most amazing thing is the momentum of this young man, and the feeling is like a sharp sword, with a murderous aura.

Yes, this is definitely the breath obtained from walking through the mountain of corpses and the sea of corpses, and there will definitely be no fake.

The little white turtle on the side, although it is not large, but its expression is very fierce, not like a turtle at all, and the exact description is like a vicious wolf.

At a glance, you can see that this is definitely a master who is not to be messed with.

"I'm so miserable, just out of the wolf's den, and into the tiger's den. The little scimitar screamed, feeling that the comer was not good.

"Little guy, you can actually speak?" the white turtle felt it carefully, and found that the breath of the little scimitar was weak and pitiful, so his courage was completely enlarged, and he asked in a commanding tone.

"It's not about you. The little scimitar shouted, and his voice was hoarse, like that of an old man.

"Do you dare to talk back?" the white turtle glared, shot on the spot, and shot out a ray of light, "Huh!", the little scimitar was hit, and fell in the air.

"If I had been in the past, I would have been able to destroy you with a slight shock. The little scimitar was indignant and had an urge to cry.

"If you don't come to this set, this god is not scared. The white turtle grinned, and gradually revealed a wicked smile.

"You guy, what are you going to do!" the little scimitar was vigilant, with a bad premonition.

"You're not very obedient, so I'm going to talk to you. The white turtle grinned, and then forcibly held the small scimitar and came to the back of a small hill.

Soon, there was the scream of a small scimitar, as terrible as killing a pig.

"Do you know who I am, if you dare to be disrespectful to the deity?"

From time to time, the voice of the little scimitar was unconvinced, but such an end would only make its screams more miserable.

The corners of Xuantian's mouth twitched, naturally he knew what the white turtle was doing, obviously teaching the little scimitar a lesson, and he would not be soft.

He is well aware of the character of the white turtle, this guy is definitely not a good turtle. In the past, when I first got acquainted, I was full of ruffians, and I was like a hooligan.

After a stick of incense, the screams behind the hill disappeared, and the white turtle walked out with a small scimitar with a 'smile' on his face.

Xuantian was dumbfounded, the attitude of this weapon at the moment had already taken a 180-degree turn, and he was obedient to the white turtle and obedient to his words.

"Stinky boy, I've already asked, this guy turned out to be a god. White Turtle introduced.

"A member of the Great War of Gods and Demons back then?" Xuan Tian was surprised, looking at the little scimitar in a daze.

"Yes, in the last war, this guy's soul was shocked out of his body, and he was forced to burrow into his treasure. The white turtle said, knowing a qiē from the mouth of the scimitar.

Xuantian was relieved, the treasure weapon could speak, and even he couldn't believe it. Now I finally know the truth, it turns out that this guy is a god.

"Well, now we've got one more guy to lead the way. It has survived here for countless years, and must know this place inside and out. "The white turtle is proud.

The little scimitar jumped and protested: "Impossible, I have other things to do, and I don't have time to accompany you." ”

The white turtle glared, and its little paw flicked lightly on the small scimitar, as if to warn.

"I ×......" the little scimitar cursed secretly, remembering the tragic experience not long ago, and immediately changed his words, expressing his willingness to lead the way.

"That's right. The white turtle nodded in satisfaction and gently patted the handle of the little scimitar, as if in praise.

"Kill a thousand knives ......" The little scimitar trembled, how many times was he so wolf, he was bullied by a turtle, and even persecuted.

"It's okay to lead the way. I have one request, though. Suddenly, it spoke, offering conditions.

"If it's not too much, maybe the gods can consider it. The white turtle said, like a high storage zài.

The little scimitar cursed secretly again, but said seriously: "I'm injured now, and I want to enter your Mud Pill Palace to rest, I wonder if this is okay?"

"Yes, after two days of rest, you will come out and lead the way. The white turtle chewed with his mouth, opened his mouth casually, and threw the small scimitar to Xuantian.

"The show is coming, I'm going to make you vomit blood......" the little scimitar chuckled, with evil intentions.

"Okay, you can go into my Mud Pill Palace and rest!" Xuantian didn't think about it that much, he directly stretched out his finger and put the little scimitar into his body.

However, not long after entering, the treasure cried and wanted to come out.

"What the hell are you going to do?" Xuantian was irritable, summoned this guy out again, put it in the palm of his hand and watched, only to see that the body of the little scimitar had softened.

No way, it's completely scared out.

It's terrible, in the words of the little scimitar, it's hell inside. As soon as it entered, it was surrounded by a group of treasures. The small yellow seal was shining brightly, exuding an earthy yellow mist. The small golden bell exudes golden rays, shaking the soul, and there is a small piece of black iron on the side, with a terrifying atmosphere, plus a black tripod, and an earthy yellow castle.

Every treasure is vicious, as if it wants to eat people. Among them, the most important is to have a small yellow seal.

The little scimitar wanted to cry without tears, and originally wanted to go in and steal some elixir, so that Xuantian vomited blood. It turned out to be such a nightmare. If it doesn't come out in time, the consequences are unimaginable.

"My servant should be rested and ready to lead the way. The white turtle said, speaking for the little scimitar.

"I ×......" The little scimitar cursed again, he had just entered, and he didn't even have three breaths, how could he have rested.

However, the white tortoise is so strong that it can only be succumbed and obediently lead the way.

"Eight lifetimes of bad luck. "The little scimitar feels sad, and when it encounters such a man and a beast, it feels like encountering a 'bandit'.

In this way, under the leadership of the little scimitar, Xuantian and the white turtle went deeper.

"This god warns you, don't deliberately lead us into danger, otherwise your fate will be miserable. The white turtle warned on the road, saying ugly things ahead.

The little scimitar nodded and bowed, indicating that he did not dare. encountered such two unreasonable 'robbers', how dare it raise two hearts.

Soon, the White Turtle and Xuantian realized that it was a smart choice to let this weapon lead the way.

At the end of the day, they walked in twists and turns, and they did not encounter any danger at all, and the little scimitar was obviously familiar with this place.

"I'm tired. "From time to time, the scimitar will open his mouth and ask for some elixir.

"I said you have a knife, what essence do you absorb?" the white turtle was dissatisfied, but still threw out the elixir.

The scimitar rushed up and inserted the blade into the elixir, and with a "boom!", the elixir was left with an empty shell, and all the essence was absorbed.

"Speaking of which, I'm also a monk, so of course I need essence to recuperate. The little scimitar said, satisfied.

"Then why don't you need to devour the treasures of heaven and earth?" asked the white turtle, not long ago, he took out a piece of spiritual wood, but the little scimitar was very picky, saying no.

"I'm not a treasure, I'm a monk, how can I devour these things. "The little scimitar is angry, it is a soul being, unlike other treasures.

"Cut off the and keep leading the way. "The white turtle urges, but I don't want to listen to this guy's rambling.

The earth is vast, and as far as the eye can see, only one horizon can be seen, and the horizon and the ground coincide with each other, without distinguishing each other.

Five days later, they looked far away, and at last they saw the end of heaven and earth.

"You see, we've reached the bottom end of this world. The little scimitar introduced, motioning for the two guys to look forward.

It was a dark space, and there was no light as far as the eye could see, as if it was a big black curtain.

Xuantian had seen such a scene, he had come across heaven and earth, and he had seen the break between heaven and earth, which was similar to the scene in front of him.

"Sure enough, this is the end of heaven and earth. "Xuantian was excited, and went deep into the land of gods and demons, didn't he just come here?

The cold wind blows, with endless coldness, deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. This is the broken wind that blows at the fracture of heaven and earth, and is often accompanied by the countercurrent of space.

Yes, it is very dangerous in the void space, especially where heaven and earth are broken, and it is accompanied by various unknown crises. If there is no existence of the Heavenly Path, it is impossible to cross between the heavens and the earth.

Of course, there is another thing that connects the heavens and the earth in legend, and the name is 'Twelve Heavenly Prison Cages', which is a very mysterious artifact that few people know about. In the past, Xuantian and the white turtle were fortunate to be able to set foot on it, which was a big opportunity.