"This artifact, this yellow-skinned gourd is definitely a powerful artifact. ”

The little champion Hou was dumbfounded, excited, inexplicable, and the possessive greed in his eyes could no longer be concealed after appreciating the divine power of the yellow gourd, and it was nakedly exposed.

Although he is young, he has an extraordinary background, and he has great luck, and since he was five years old, he has to encounter a meteor skyfall, so as to drip blood to recognize the master, and get the supreme artifact "Panhuang Soul Sword", and empathize with the power of the artifact.

This yellow-skinned gourd seems to be broken, but in fact it is introverted, just like the legendary profound immortals in the martial arts, the essence and blood are hidden in the body, and the appearance is not obvious.

Even, because of some unknown reasons, he can't use the Panhuang Soul Sword easily, and only takes the initiative to appear when he encounters irresistible danger, but even so, the Panhuang Soul Sword can only burst out of part of its power.

Just like a poor man carrying a treasure mountain, but because some conditions cannot be met, he can only get a piece of gold to live when he is about to starve to death, and he looks at the mountain every day and sighs.

But the yellow gourd, the existence of this suspected artifact, in the hands of Niu Man, in the eyes of the little champion Hou, at least sixty percent or even eighty percent of the power erupted, so even the sky can be contained.

If he can get this thing, even if the true heritage and strength of the yellow gourd are not as good as the Panhuang Soul Sword, it is also a powerful artifact, and more importantly, he can burst out of the strength of this artifact, even if he is only an innate peak martial artist with the unity of spirit and flesh, he can also rely on this treasure to occupy an unbreakable place in Daqian with his immature body, and Hong Xuanji and Shenwei Wang Yang Tuo go hand in hand, becoming the head of the three, and Emperor Qiandi Yang Pan will also give him three points.

Even in the face of the world's first person Oneiroi machine can fight.

In the restaurant, Yang Yuan, the prince of Daqian, took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and looked at the yellow gourd in mid-air with burning eyes, his fists clenched, his eyes dazzling, and he was determined to win.

......

"It doesn't look like so!"

Seeing that the heat was about the same, Niu Man smiled incomprehensibly, glanced in the direction of the Daqian Palace and the Sanhua Building, and then looked deeply at the champion Hou, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"Close!"

The seal in the hand is linked, the left hand is a magic seal, and the original dim and gloomy sky recedes like a tide, and the sun is like an eagle that has broken free from the shackles, showing its existence in the nine-day sky, bright and bright, eternal in the world, and eternal existence.

In an instant, the entire Yujing was clear and clear again, and at the same time, everyone's hearts were slightly lighter, as if there was something unknown in their hearts that had also disappeared with the darkness that had dissipated from the sky, and they felt unimaginably comfortable.

The horror of the unknown sinks with darkness, and the light shines brightly with life.

The haze suddenly disappears, and something strange naturally arises.

"What's the matter?

The old beggar incarnated by Niu Man stretched out his hand, and the yellow gourd suspended in the long air dripped around, and then a touch of the gourd, swallowed a few mouthfuls of wine syrup, the aroma of wine overflowed, and he said comfortably to the little champion Hou Yan.

"Your Excellency's magical powers are vast, and this treasure gourd is unparalleled in the world. ”

"I am willing to lose the bet, since the old man won the bet, the gourd in your arms, Lao Tzu will smile unceremoniously. ”

Niu Man laughed teasingly, his hand was not slow, and he poked out his palm and grabbed towards the champion Hou.

This palm blocks the space, slowly probing, a obviously plain palm, with thrilling power, directly acting on the depths of the soul, as if the soul will be annihilated in the next moment, sinking into endless darkness, not seeing the light of day, and dying out.

"Ahh

The six-year-old little champion Hou let out a loud roar, his face was frightened, he struggled, he couldn't move, and he felt an indescribable fear creep into his heart, and a breath of death permeated him, and he followed the palm that followed.

The blood that was as hot as hot oil froze in an instant, condensing layers of frost, and the little champion Hou's soul trembled, as if with a palm press, it would crack inch by inch and shatter into pieces.

He had no doubt that this palm was deliberately done by the old beggar opposite, not only to seize his own gourd, but also to put himself to death.

"Damn! This old beggar has tolerated an inch by inch, and he has endured it to such an extent, he even wants to kill me!"

Champion Hou roared wildly in his heart, but his body was vigorously sealed by the underworld, and he couldn't even speak.

"Zheng!"

At the moment when there was no room for it, a ripple appeared in the void, a crack appeared from the sky, and in the sound of the sword, a boxy, strange-shaped big sword rushed out.

This sword, the sword is square, the sword body is straight to the ruler, it seems to be the most upright sword in heaven and earth, the ruler of measuring the righteousness of the world, exuding a majestic atmosphere that sweeps the world.

The sword is in all directions, one side is engraved with the sun, moon and stars, one side is engraved with mountains, rivers and plants, one side is humanitarianism, and one side is fishing and farming.

The Ancient Emperor Heavy Sheji!

As soon as this sword appeared, courage, benevolence, integrity, wisdom, and the four mighty breaths of the sun diffused in all directions, rushing in all directions.

This is a heavy weapon of the community, a humane holy weapon that determines the world.

"Panhuang Soul Sword! The sword of the first generation of the Holy Emperor "Pan", the weapon of the Yang God, contains the power of the Panhuang, this Yang God master! In this case, let me use you to measure my true strength in this world, and how big the gap is between it and the legendary Yang God. ”

At the moment when the Panhuang Soul Sword appeared, Niu Man's eyes were sharp, his body was shocked, his body was like a Hong Zhong, his whole body was full of qi and blood, and he was slamming into a bang, like a river and a sea, galloping, and there was a sound of mighty water in the air, making a sound of waves crashing on the shore.

"Buzz!"

Qi and blood are like rainbows, and a pillar of blood rushing out from the top of Niu Man's head Baihui, stirring the wind and clouds, the heaven and the earth are instantly stained with blood and blood, and the masculine qi and blood are mighty, as if bursting out of endless sun fire.

At this moment, Niu Man's qi and blood were released without reservation, and the powerful physical power exploded like a series of cannonballs in the air within a radius of ten miles.

The powerful power of the Heavenly Barbarian Nine Transformations and the Third Transformation was fully released for the first time in this world, and a powerful vision erupted.

In the entire streets and alleys of Yujing City, in all corners, you can see which pillar of blood leads to the sky, under this breath, the monks below the ghost immortals in Yujing City trembled, and their souls seemed to be shattered under this rush of qi and blood, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the breath was sluggish.

Even the ghosts and immortals who have achieved the ghost immortals, and even the ghosts and immortals who have survived the thunder tribulation, their hearts sank, their souls trembled, their thoughts were blocked, and it was difficult to get through.

Zheng Yizong, Ji Changyue let out a muffled snort, even if it was dozens of miles away, he could still feel the horror of that qi and blood.

Invincible, hard to beat!

"What kind of character is coming from Yujing City!"

In the Great Qianhuang Palace, Emperor Qiandi Yang Pan and Hong Xuanji stepped out of the main hall, their faces as black as ink.

"Human immortals! It turned out to be human immortals! And it was an extraordinary human immortal powerhouse!"