Chapter 728: Sumeru Peak, Three Great Treasures
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"The Mo family has three major Zhen clan treasures, the Lock Dragon Gong, Sumeru Peak and the Flame Wheel of Hatred, each of which has earth-shattering power, and is said to be an imitation of the immortal weapon, almost not inferior to the holy weapon. In the hands of this kid Mo Shanqing, it is the lock dragon hammer. The old man stroked his beard and said.
"Imitation of the immortal weapon?" Not only Xu Yu, but even Xu Qingyuan, Li Zhongxuan and others were suppressed, the name of the immortal weapon is too big, it is not something that belongs to this world.
"That golden mace, how can it have such a big origin?" Xu Yu was a little anxious, "Senior, then you can make a quick move, my brother is very difficult to face the golden mace." β
"It doesn't matter, in my opinion, the fight just now was just a temptation. Your brother still has the means to use it, it's just a grind for him. If I do it rashly, it will not be beautiful. The old man touched his beard and smiled.
In Tianbohe's view, it is better for Xu Yang to be at a disadvantage. At the critical moment, Xu Yang would definitely beg him to make a move and destroy Mo Shanqing. In this way, he not only repaid part of the hatred, but also fulfilled one of the three things promised to Xu Yang, killing two birds with one stone. The old man Tianbo Crane has been trapped in the dungeon of Mojia for many years, and his abacus is better than anyone else.
As for the so-called grinding, it is just a pretext for Tianbo Crane.
Xu Yang also heard Tianbo He's explanation of the treasures of the three major towns of the Mo family, smiled slightly, and said to Mo Shanqing: "Immortal artifact imitation?
Mo Shanqing sneered: "To deal with you, why do you need three treasures?
With a flick of his wrist, the golden dragon claw trembled violently again. and conjured up a long dragon carved in gold, with teeth and claws. Pounced on Xu Yang.
In the process of flying, the golden dragon directly turned into two, two, and four, and transformed into a group of dragons to split and kill.
Xu Yang's eyes were cold, and in the blood drinking sword treasure light, the blood light rushed up all over the sky, and one by one, the blood souls unconsciously walked out of the sea of blood and pounced on the golden dragons.
"Blood Soul Resurrection. Boom!"
Xu Yang's heart moved, and suddenly the blood soul rushed forward one after another, and made a tragic self-explosion towards the golden dragon. The remnant soul of the Xuanzong level, the power of the explosion is okay, but it only makes the dragons of the Lock Dragon Gong conjure, and the power of the explosion of the Xuanjun Remnant Soul is terrifying, damaging the body of the Lock Dragon Remnant.
Mo Shanqing immediately felt the "shenyin" of the pain of the Zhen clan's treasure artifact, and his face changed. Hurriedly withdrew the lock dragon gong and looked at it intently, the divine light carved by the dragon head was a little sluggish.
"What a gut!" Mo Shanqing was furious, withdrew the lock dragon mace, and threw it with a shake of his hand. A cone-shaped mountain peak flew out, rising in the wind, and the diameter of the base reached a thousand zhang in the blink of an eye!
"Sumeru Peak?"
Xu Yang didn't dare to slack off, and a simple sword tip emerged from his fingertips. The golden light shines. A wisp of holy power spread invisibly in the field.
The Sumeru Peak, which weighs an unknown number of thousands of pounds. But it was held up by a faint golden light and could not fall.
"It's ...... A real holy weapon!" Old Man Tianbo Crane rubbed his mung bean-like eyes and muttered, "His grandmother's, he knows that this kid has hole cards...... I didn't expect it to be a holy weapon! It's a big game now, and without the inheritance of the world or the saint, it is impossible to control the holy weapon......"
"Mo Shanqing, let's die!" Xu Yang felt as if a small black hole had appeared in his body, and the mystical power and blood qi all over his body were surging towards the holy sword in an endless stream. He swung out the Qianyuan Sword with all his might, and an arc light crescent slowly bounced up from the blade of the sword and flew towards Moshan Qing.
"Holy art, the holy art controlled by the holy sword!" Mo Shanqing felt a great pressure, and in an instant, his body was shocked by the holy power, as if it was a small insect stared at by a praying mantis spreading its wings, or a frog being targeted by a snake, and he didn't even have the courage to move.
Sumeru Peak, which was in mid-air, lost its dominance, shrank quickly, and fell down as a streamer.
The arc light shone, and the figure of the Tianbo Crane suddenly appeared above Xu Yang's head, bringing back the shrunken Sumeru Peak, and then retreated back to its original position. His hand slammed on Sumeru Peak, and one after another simple and mysterious runes flickered and changed on this treasure. Immediately, Tianbo Crane threw Sumeru Peak to Xu Yu: "Little girl, you have a good heart, so you will naturally have a good reward." This treasure has been refined by me and changed hands, and three mystic powers have been stored in it. You see who is unhappy, just smash a brick over, even if it is an ordinary prince, it is guaranteed that he will suffer a big loss, hehehehehe. β
Xu Yu took over Sumeru Peak and smiled sweetly: "Thank you, senior." β
Li Zhongxuan and Xu Qingyuan glanced at each other, and they were both shocked. Tianbo Crane was able to come and go freely in the wisp of holy power released by Xu Yang's holy sword, which showed that his strength was superb.
"Great Sun Qianyuan Sword, Sixth Style, Hundred Tribulations!"
The crescent-like light, wrapped in monstrous power, surrounded the body of Moshan Qing, flying and spinning, and there was a terrible humming sound.
"Haha, this time the Mo family is going to lose an adult, the head of the Xuan King-level family was killed by a young man in his twenties, within a hundred years, their Mo family will not want to raise their heads, ahhahahaha!" Tianbo Crane looked very happy.
Suddenly, the clouds in the sky rolled, and a tall and thin figure shot quickly, waving his big sleeves, and a mysterious force shot out, absorbing Mo Shanqing past.
Of course, the sword light of the Hundred Tribulations will not take it lightly, and it will chase after it as fast as lightning, imprinting into the back of Mo Shanqing.
"Bold!" the tall and thin figure let out an angry shout, and his hand slashed out a dazzling golden glow.
On that side of heaven and earth, as if obeying the orders of this tall and thin figure, the power of heaven and earth burst out in the golden mang, forming an oval protective shield, firmly enveloping Moshan Qing.
Immediately after, the divine power of the Hundred Tribulation Sword Light exploded.
Around Moshan Qing, crescent-shaped divine lights lit up, as if there were invisible gods in the void casting spells and chanting spells, shooting out crescent moon rays that destroyed mière, attacking Mo Shanqing. A hundred calamities are one, this is the magic power of this move of the Great Sun Qianyuan Sword.
The oval-shaped golden light shield suddenly showed countless cracks, and the tall and thin figure was taken aback, and then bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, condensing into a blood-drenched strange symbol in mid-air, and submerged into the golden light mask, which made it stabilize.
Xu Yang had already withdrawn the Qianyuan Sword, he did not fully control this holy weapon now, and every time he used it, he would consume all his strength. His eyes were now open and closed, standing solemnly in the air, relying on the power of the forty-eight angry talismans to draw on the mystical power to supply himself with recovery.
Finally, the explosion of the Hundred Tribulation Sword Light stopped.