The condensation of the Origin Devouring Technique caused a large number of whirlpools to appear around Su Hao. There was a cold aura emanating from his soul.

But to be precise, it resounded from the surrounding sea of knowledge.

As the vortex turned, nine black daggers appeared around his soul. Each of these short swords is nine feet. The black light was shrouded, but it was extremely terrifying.

"What kind of sword is this?"

Luo Dao's scalp was numb, his curse origin was invalid, and his heart was already shaking. At this moment, these daggers have appeared again, and all the crises are not comparable to this moment.

The appearance of those nine short swords brought him a strong crisis.

"Origin... Devour!" A faint voice came from Su Hao's soul body. In an instant, the nine black short swords rushed out in an instant, turned into pure black light, and rushed out, heading straight for Luo Dao.

The short sword appeared, and the crisis in Luo Dao's heart broke out to the extreme.

In a roar, his right hand raised and slammed it forward. With this press, three green tornadoes immediately appeared around him. The tornado spread, roaring within the sea of knowledge, with a terrifying force to destroy the nine short swords.

But unexpectedly, the speed of the short sword was too fast, and it was extraordinary, piercing the tornado like an arrow. One of them was the fastest, and with a bang, it fell directly on him.

"Ahh

He was shocked to find that the black short sword fell on his soul and did not absorb his soul. Rather, it is generally absorbing his origin.

"Open it for me!"

He roared, his soul glowed, he vibrate, and the power of terror came out. I wanted to shake the short sword away. But that sword was not an ordinary sword, and it had a special mark. Leaning on him like a shackle.

A large amount of origin poured from his body into the black short sword.

And at this moment, there was a sound of breaking the sky behind him. It was another... Eight swords slammed from behind him. Seeing this, Luo Dao's scalp was numb, he was sure. A rich crisis exploded in his soul.

He was sure that if nine black short swords had fallen on him at the same time. His origin will be absorbed by these short swords, causing himself to fall as quickly as possible, and even his soul may be destroyed.

"Damn, miscalculated!" he scolded, immediately pinching the trick. The source of the wind around it, shrinking rapidly.

Under his condensation, he turned into a wind shield!

The shield was transparent and very narrow. However, it had an astonishing power, and the source of rage burst out from above the shield.

"Broken!"

Su Hao pointed far away, and the black short swords suddenly accelerated one by one, landing directly on the wind shield.

Boom!

The wind shield snapped apart, and one by one it broke apart. The Eight Dao Swords, one sword after another, directly penetrated the wind shield, and with the momentum of wind and thunder, it fell directly on Luo Dao's body.

Luo Dao immediately erupted in a scream, and short swords were everywhere on his body. These daggers lock around him like shackles.

His soul trembled, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, a large amount of origin surged out of his body. These origins were submerged in those sword bodies.

All of them are absorbed. And Luo Dao's body collapsed at a terrifying speed. The withering of the soul, to be precise.

The soul withers caused by the passage of the Origin!

"You !!" Luo Dao's eyes widened angrily, and he comprehensively suppressed himself. But there was still no way to stop those black short swords from absorbing the origin in his body.

It's almost a kind of overbearing deprivation!

"My origin... no, I can't pass away!! "He was going to take it away. But now I really regret it. Regret to take away. His lifespan is not much, and his hope falls on Su Hao.

But now not only has he not succeeded, but he has even been stripped of his origin by the means used by the other party.

He wanted to resist, but with the passage of a large amount of origin, his aura gradually fell. The nine swords were like shackles, firmly holding him in place. It made it difficult for Luo Dao to move there.

"Devour!" Su Hao pinched his hands, and a flash of essence flashed in his soul origin body.

With his pinching, the nine swords seemed to resonate with him, and the blades shook and let out a crisp chirp.

In the midst of the trembling, cracks appeared around him. The cracks appeared behind him, and clusters of flames formed even more. Faintly, there seemed to be a vague shadow of nine swords behind him. Those shadows were exactly the same as the sword on Luo Dao's body.

The word devouring fell, and after the crack, the shadows of those swords appeared hideous. Between the tremors, a large amount of black aura emerged, like a hanging galaxy, hanging on Su Hao's body.

Even... The black aura hung down, and a faint aura of origin immediately emerged.

As soon as this aura spread, it rushed directly into his body like a hundred rivers. Under the shock, those black breaths melted into faster.

There is a trace of wind origin above the soul!

Devouring the source, it is already domineering. Plunder the creations of others and smelt yourself. Su Hao's aura gradually became stronger, and as his surroundings changed, that origin aura became more and more powerful.

Three brilliant rays of light bloomed directly above the soul!

The light of red, black, and green condensed above Su Hao's head. Until the nine black short swords stopped vibrating.

The sword shadows behind Su Hao stopped rising and falling, and they cut off the origin of everything. With a wave of his right hand, Luo Dao's soul was directly captured by him and grabbed in his hand.

Luo Dao, who had lost his origin, looked to him like an ant at this moment. The power of the soul is weak and terrifying. There was a murderous glint in his eyes.

"Shattered!"

With a fierce pinch of his right hand, Luo Dao's soul was shattered. Everything turned to dust. At the same time, Su Hao's soul returns and regains control of his body.

"Click, click!"

His bones crackled like thunder. There was a raging flame burning in his body. A domineering aura spread around him.

"Fire!"

Su Hao stood up, and with a wave of his right hand, within a radius of hundreds of miles, among the cracks in the ground, white mist poured out. In an instant, it was like a flame burning, and the fire was shining for hundreds of miles.

The next moment, the infinite flames around him instantly contracted, and lightning poured into his body, submerging into the dantian. It turned into a raging flame and burned one side.

Clusters of flame runes appeared on its body, looming. It was as if with a raise of his hand, he was able to summon the fire of the sky.

The Second Origin is condensed!(To be continued.) )