Han Yu snorted coldly, raised his right hand quickly, and the black mosquito clone in the sky was surging like a wave, sweeping towards Da Maojun. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Da Mao Jun was moved, and when he saw that this black mist was formed by the convergence of countless mosquitoes, he was even more shocked to close his mouth! Before he could think about it, he had already danced the dagger in his hand into the wind, and the fierce Taoist Gang Qi formed a fan-shaped sword curtain out of thin air in front of him.

After the black mist, Han Yu had turned into his body at some point, and his huge slender mosquito mouth passed through the sword shadow in the sky, and he held the dagger in the old Taoist's hand impartially.

"Zheng!" With a bang, the dagger was actually intact, although Han Yu did not do his best, but the bite of the blood-winged black mosquito was not something that ordinary blades could resist.

Feeling the poisonous and bloodthirsty power coming from the dagger, Han Yu was not surprised, "It's actually an acquired spirit treasure, a good baby, a good baby! This thing is related to me, and it should be obtained by me!" Thinking about it, the size of the mouth skyrocketed by three points again, like a big python devouring the world swallowing the dagger whole.

As early as when the black mosquito body attacked, Da Maojun felt that the qi and blood around his body were violent. Because the black mosquito clone in the sky blocked his vision, he didn't know where this strange magic weapon came from. Seeing that the other party was magnificent, out of caution, Da Maojun chose to retreat with one touch.

Han Yu had a covetous heart for this dagger, how could he do what he wanted. Between advance and retreat, the two fought again. The real body of the black mosquito devoured the main body of the dagger as he wished, but Da Maojun grabbed the handle of the knife and dagger and retreated several feet. The handle was just temporarily pressed by the old Taoist priest for convenience, and it had already burst in mid-air.

"Are you a Blood Prison Cultivator?" Looking at his palms as red as blood, Da Mao Jun's heart burst into a monstrous wave. Although the Blood Prison Disciple is bloodthirsty, it is unheard of for someone who can perform such a natural skill of bloodthirsty demonic skills. The war between good and evil is imminent, and it seems that preparations are coming.

After Han Yu swallowed the dagger, he turned back into a human body, and seeing that this old Taoist priest had mistaken himself for a blood prison master, he was noncommittal, and began to carefully examine the dagger floating in the dantian.

This dagger fell into the hands of Sanmao Zhenjun after Jing Ke's failure to assassinate Qin, but after the war, the three of them have been busy with retreat and cultivation and have not refined it, so they naturally don't know that this little dagger is actually an acquired spiritual treasure. If it weren't for Han Yu's strong body, Da Mao Jun would never have remembered that there was such a treasure.

Han Yu was from a lofty position, and he had part of the memory of the Turtle Spirit Holy Mother, but he could see the value of this dagger at a glance.

The magic weapons in the flood wilderness are strictly graded, and there are congenital and acquired differences. The innate magic weapon was born before Pangu opened the world, and the power is naturally great, and there are treasures and spiritual treasures. Correspondingly, the acquired magic weapons are those magic weapons formed after the opening of the sky, and there are also spiritual treasures and magic weapons. Lingbao is the magic weapon that is naturally condensed with the earth, water, wind and fire gushing out after opening the world, and the power is generally not weak. But the magic weapon is different, because it is artificially forged, the power is strong and weak, and the difference is very large. Of course, there is also a type of existence called merit treasure in the acquired magic weapon, and the power is not necessarily weaker than those innate spirit treasures.

Although the bloodthirsty bead in Han Yu's body fused with a little bit of the lotus seed that created the green lotus, it was only a little stronger than the ordinary acquired magic weapon, and he naturally coveted the dagger of this acquired spiritual treasure.

In fact, Jing Ke's dagger was also obtained by him unintentionally, and he was a mortal, so he naturally couldn't see the origin of this treasure, but just regarded it as a short sword that sharpened iron like clay. Before assassinating King Qin, in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, he blessed several secret techniques of the princes of the hundred schools, and the true origin of this short sword is even more unknown.

At this moment, as the spells around the dagger were devoured by Han Yu, the blade was finally temporarily controlled by him, but if he wanted to completely refine this blade, it was not possible to do it in the short term.

The blade name splits the sky, has the power to break through the sky, and coupled with the secret method of the sons of the hundred schools, it is naturally able to hurt the first emperor who cultivates the true body of the Great Witch, and it is no wonder that Han Yu subconsciously did not dare to take it lightly.

At this moment, there was a "click!" sound, and the entire ghost cave began to collapse.

Han Yu came back to his senses, the scorching sunlight outside had already fallen, and the nearby Taoist priests who had just killed the Buddha's phantom quickly discovered Han Yu's figure, led by Xuantian, and a group of people rushed over with a shout.

Da Mao Jun calmed down the qi and blood around him, and he didn't want this hole to be so unsolid, so he was slightly stunned, and when he saw all the disciples coming, he shouted loudly: "Bu Zheng and Reverse Liangyi Nine Palace Serial Sword Formation!"

As he spoke, Xuantian and the other eighteen Dao Masters had already formed two sword formations, with Han Yu as the center, and quickly closed together. The figures are vertical and horizontal, and the sword light is flashing!

Han Yu's heart moved, and a black light shot out from the center of his eyebrows, and between the lightning and flint, it staggered with the sword array, and the Sky Splitting Blade directly took the big Mao Jun who presided over the big array. At the same time, the black mosquito clone that had not been fully recovered also surged towards the public like a wild bee.

The Nine Palaces Serial Sword Array is arranged in the style of the Nine Palaces Bagua, which is the same as the Arhat Array of Buddhism, and it is the change of the formation that makes people trapped in the place of death. At this time, the two sword formations echoed each other from afar, with the positive and negative Nine Palaces, Qi Zheng was born together, and the changes were endless, even Han Yu could not escape easily, for the sake of today's plan, he could only expect this Heaven Splitting Blade to hit Da Mao Jun hard, so that this formation would take the initiative to disperse.

The Sky Splitting Blade swept like lightning, but Xuantian and the others moved, stepping on the direction of the Nine Palaces, moving their swords, and in just the blink of an eye, they were already ten thousand swords, and the light curtain was closed, blocking it.

At this moment, the spirit treasure has not yet been refined, relying on its own iron like clay, but the sword in the hands of these people is not a mundane weapon, although it is only the most ordinary acquired magic weapon, but it is also quite powerful. The Sky Splitting Blade went on a rampage, but it only left some slight gaps in everyone's swords.

Fortunately, Han Yu's black mosquito clone itself was not a vegetarian, so he seized the opportunity and entangled it, and in an instant, he devoured the sword in the stunned eyes of everyone.

Without a sword, the sword array naturally couldn't exert much power, and Han Yu swept towards the big Mao Jun in the center of the formation.

At this moment, Zhong Mao Jun and Xiao Mao Jun, who had never shown up, floated in!

"The demon is rampant!" As he spoke, the Soul Eater Banner and the Soul Bundle Rope had turned into a streamer and killed violently.

Han Yu sneered in his heart, Da Mao Jun couldn't help him, not to mention these two old miscellaneous hairs in the Xuan Immortal Realm! He didn't care about any good and evil in his heart, but these people screamed one demon after another, which was really hateful.

Looking up, the soul devouring banner has turned into a jet-black demon banner more than ten zhang high, ghostly, and there is a ghost in the realm of golden immortals that appears and disappears from time to time, no wonder this Mao Jun is so ashamed. In his opinion, the one who uses such a magic weapon is the real demon. Thinking about it, there was a sudden step under his feet, and the whole person turned into a phantom, and rushed forward at the speed of electric light.

At this time, Da Mao Jun was being forced to defend by the Sky Splitting Blade, and the formation had already been in a mess, and it was in vain.

Han Yu's actions were exactly what Zhong Mao Jun wanted, and with a cold snort, the ghost creature of the Golden Immortal Realm in the Soul Devouring Banner had already opened its teeth and claws. Xiao Maojun sneered even more, his mind moved, and the soul rope turned into a dark dragon and wrapped around Han Yu's waist.

Han Yu's five fingers turned into claws, and he grabbed the Soul Bundle Rope violently, a sneer appeared on his face, and with a long roar, the mana of the hundred schools that had just been stripped from the Sky Splitting Blade had turned into a ball of colorful vitality and collided with the Soul Devouring Banner.