Su Mo looked up at the huge and mighty figure, his eyes full of determination.

There was a temperament similar to that of the giant god phantom on his body, which was the power of the bloodline that belonged to the god clan alone.

The illusion of the giant god's inheritance also seemed to see the aura of the god clan that appeared on Su Mo's body, although it was still very weak, like a young giant god.

The giant sword was raised high, standing up to the sky and the earth, and under the thousand-zhang body, the snowy area was not so big.

At this moment, everyone in the entire snowy region and even outside the god domain could see the mighty and magnificent giant god phantom like a mountain......

Su Mo looked up at the phantom all the time, untied the bundle of hair on his head, and spread out his long hair.

"Now that I have obtained the bloodline inheritance, I am the last god clan in this world......" Su Mo said in a low voice.

Then he untied his white Confucian robe and took it off, revealing the body inside, which was flowing with the blood of the Protoss, shining with the divine brilliance of the Giant God Clan.

"I will integrate the power of my ruined soul and bloodline into my mortal will, and the divine soul and bloodline will coexist with my mortal will!"

Su Mo smiled at Luo Yin and the little girl's dull gaze, and then stubbornly looked at the phantom of the giant god.

"When you cut off my mortal intentions, you will also cut off my soul and blood......

Su Mo looked at the giant sword in the hand of the giant god phantom, and the divine brilliance on it made it impossible to look at it directly.

"Now I can't resist your rules, and I have my insistence."

"I can't resist you cutting off my mortal ......"

"But I have a choice...... Die with my will! ”

Su Mo looked at the Giant God Phantom from afar, as if he had grasped his weakness.

"Or...... You let me carry my mortal intentions and carry on the bloodline of your gods! ”

"Or...... You still choose to cut off my mortal will, and at the same time, you will kill me and erase the last trace of the blood of the Protoss in the world! ”

Su Mo's expression was calm, this was a big gamble with his life as his head.

He bet that the Giant God Inheritance would not kill him!

Su Mo was far away from the Giant God Phantom, and his face was an unyielding will.

The little girl and Luo Yin looked at Su Mo's not tall back, it seemed that this person was no longer the simple-minded Confucian cultivator. He has his own calculations and persistence!

The giant god phantom was high above, looking at Su Mo, who was as small as an ant below, just like looking at his own rebellious and disobedient child.

The huge giant sword was never cut off......

......

In the snowy region, a few people who had just come down from the upper realm wandered over the snowy region with empty eyes, as if they were looking for some opportunity.

It seems that after shopping for two days in a row, the young man led by him felt a little bored and couldn't help but complain.

"This Ninth Realm is so barren and barren, why do the Ancestors have to go to great lengths to break down the barriers that have been separated for thousands of years, let us come down first?"

A black-bearded old slave behind him spoke: "Young master, the ancestors of each sect naturally have their own plans, although this ninth realm is extremely barren, it is said that it is the place where the gods have been left behind, and there is an opportunity to reach the sky. ”

"Now, the elders of the Cloud Sect and the Lei Sect have all gone to the lower realm, and they have taken the people of the sect to the Holy Sect and the Dao Sect of the Ninth Realm respectively, wanting to take down the top sects in this world first and directly control the Ninth Realm."

"And we should go directly to the Demon Sect, but the elders of our Rain Sect can't pass through the barrier for a while, so we can only let us go shopping by ourselves first, and then go to the Demon Sect when a few of our elders come down!"

The young man at the head yawned, waved his hand impatiently, and said, "Barbarian land, can't you just kill them until they are soft?" Do you need to divide up and take down the various sects? ”

"This is also because the barrier is unstable, and there are not too many people for the time being. When the barrier is completely broken, then all of us in the Realm will come together, and this Ninth Realm is not in our pocket? The old slave behind him complimented.

The young man at the head nodded with satisfaction, as if he remembered that the people of the Yun Sect had gone to the Holy Sect of this realm, and said with some reluctance: "I heard that the Holy Sect Holy Maiden is a cold and beautiful woman, and she is a very perfect furnace ding. I don't know if the people of the Cloud Sect will take down the Holy Maiden of the Holy Sect? ”

The old slave behind him seemed to see the impatience in the young man's eyes, and said with a smile: "Why should the young master mind, there are many women in the ninth realm, and the young master wants to take the furnace ding?" And I heard that the young sect master of the Demon Sect is also an extremely beautiful little woman. ”

"There is another one in Dahuaguo, Luoyin, who is known as the reincarnation of the god of sound, is said to be the only furnace in the world, the god of the piano, the graceful posture, and the country and the city!"

"Let's wait for the elders to go to the lower realm, it's all in the young master's bag!"

"Hahahaha!" The young man laughed very happily and patted the old slave on the shoulder with satisfaction. "Then let's go to that Huaguo first!"

"Yes!" The old slave nodded in agreement.

The group flew in the air and headed towards the imperial capital of Huaguo.

"Huh?"

When passing by the outside of a snowy sect, it seemed that there was something in this sect that aroused the interest of the young man at the head.

"This little sect still has a spiritual weapon?"

The young man narrowed his eyes, and the old slave immediately spoke: "I'll go and get it for the young master!" ”

The young man waved his hand indifferently and said, "Let's go together!" ”

The old slave nodded, and a few people swept towards the hill of this small sect.

"Who's coming? This is the land of my Han Sect, my sect escapes from the world, I don't see outsiders, and I hope that a few distinguished guests will leave! ”

A middle-aged figure soared into the air from the sect with a flying sword, blocking the way of several people.

"Han Zong?" The young man at the head sneered, shook his head to look at the middle-aged figure blocking the way, and then turned back to the old slave behind him and asked, "What kind of sect is the Han Sect?" ”

A few people who followed behind the young man burst into laughter, and the old slave spoke: "Young master, the Han Sect should be an unknown small sect in this Ninth Realm. ”

The young man glanced at the middle-aged man with the sword unruly, and didn't seem to be even interested in talking to him, but said very casually: "Kill it!" ”

"Yes!" The old slave nodded and looked at the middle-aged man who was blocking the way of his young master.

"What do you mean by that?" When the middle-aged man saw that the other party was about to kill if he didn't agree with each other, he immediately frowned, and the long sword in his hand was raised, and Yuan Ying Xiu showed it.

Then, among the sects behind him, three Dao figures rose into the air, standing above the void beside the middle-aged man, all of whom were Yuan Ying cultivators.

"What do you want to do?" The four of them were far away from the young people.

"Four Yuan Babies...... the young man shook his head mockingly, and then shook his head very indifferently: "I just fell in love with a spiritual weapon of your sect." ”

"You're here for the Xuanwu Sword?" The middle-aged man snorted coldly and said, "The Xuanwu Sword is a sacred relic inherited by my sect, you are simply delusional!" ”

The young man rolled his eyes, waved his hand at the old slave, and then closed his eyes, as if he didn't care about what was going on.

The old slave nodded, sneered, and revealed.

The four faces turned pale in an instant: "Turned ...... Avatar ......"

Tongtian cultivation erupted on the old slave's body, like a dazzling rainbow appeared in the void, the old slave instantly came to the four of them, and before the four of them could react, a white light shone in the void, like thunder resounding through one side.

Four human heads fell, and then four headless corpses fell into the void!

They haven't even reacted yet.......

It's neat and simple!

The gap between the god and the Yuan Ying was revealed at this moment, and when the Yuan Ying faced the god, there was no room for resistance.

There will be no confrontation, no maneuvering, no resistance.

Only wait for death...... And in a moment.

In an instant, there was a commotion and screams in the sect behind the four people.

This is indeed just a small sect, so small that there are not even powerhouses in the Transformation Stage, and it is so small that there are only four Yuan Infants......

The gap between the avatar and the primordial infant is a heavenly gap, not just a difference in the realm!

The old slave flew into the sect, and the screams of the sect immediately sounded one after another, and several figures wanted to escape in the air, but they fell in the white light......

After a while, there was not the slightest sound in this small sect......

The old slave flew back to the young man with a blue ink-colored sword in his hand.

The blue ink-colored sword shone with the brilliance of a spiritual weapon, and in the hands of the old slave, there seemed to be a spiritual sense constantly struggling.

"There is a spirit in the spiritual weapon! Congratulations to the young master for getting another spiritual weapon! The old slave respectfully handed over the spirit sword in his hand to the young man.

"Good, good!" The young man stretched out his hand with great satisfaction, and the spiritual sense on the Xuanwu sword burst out when the young man came into contact with him, and attacked towards the young man's hand.

"Evil beast!" The old slave snorted coldly, waved his hand to block the sword light that erupted on the Xuanwu sword, and then raised his palm knife high on the sword body, and said coldly:

"Either surrender to my young master, or die!"

The spirit weapon has a spirit, it understands the threat in the mouth of this old slave, and it also understands the dignity of this young man.

Follow this young man, maybe you can show your own scenery!

But......

It seemed to take a deep look at the quiet sect below, and then a burst of blue light exploded......

With a "click", the body of this spirit sword was actually disconnected by itself!

The spiritual consciousness is gone, and the light is dim......

It chooses to die rather than give in......

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