What?

The consequences are unimaginable?

The young man holding the Xuanyuan Holy Sword in his hand was full of astonishment, and he was suddenly dumbfounded.

"Okay, this time it's a big deal!" Looking at the panic of the old fortune teller, the young man's scalp was numb, and he looked at the big hole in the palm of his right hand that was cut by the sharp blade, and the skin and flesh were turning white, and blood was pouring out, dyeing the wide body of the golden sword bright red.

Yes!

"You're really dripping blood, this time it's terrible!" Reaching out and grabbing the young man's arm, looking at the bloody wound on his palm, the old fortune teller was about to go crazy, his eyes were about to pop out of his sockets, and he roared in panic.

Belch?

"Old fairy, you should have said it earlier, it's too late to say anything now, I'm already dripping blood. The young man frowned, and said helplessly. At this moment, he was also afraid, the immortals who had always been calm and calm were frightened and crazy, even if the young man was a fool, he saw the seriousness of the matter, and in his heart he also regretted his recklessness!

"It's not too late, it's over, it's really over!" The old Taoist priest let go of the young man's arm, the old body trembled, and he took a few steps backwards with his steps, his eyes were blank, and he muttered in disgrace!

Yes?

"Old fairy, what's wrong with your old man? I'm cowardly, don't scare me! I've already dripped, what will be the consequences......?" Ah!" Looking at the old Taoist priest who seemed to have lost his mind, the young man was so frightened that he was about to cry, and hurriedly asked. But before he finished speaking, he felt a huge pain that pierced his heart, rising from the wound on the palm of his right hand, and hit his mind smoothly. While the young man was in pain and covered in cold sweat, he felt that the blood all over his body was flowing wildly, pouring towards the golden sword in his hand like a flood that had opened the floodgates.

Call!

The golden Xuanyuan Holy Sword, the colorful brilliance of the wide sword body flashed and flashed, as if a person was breathing. The endless blood that kept pouring from the wound in the palm of the young man's hand was absorbed in an instant.

"Oh no, the backlash is coming! What can I do about this?" This sudden situation, the old fortune teller Taoist priest also immediately noticed it. But he is also a master of the six gods at the moment, and he doesn't know what to do. You must know that the mistake made by the young man this time is extremely serious! In the cultivation realm, even if a small spiritual weapon wants to be refined for his own use, at least it must have the foundation building realm. Now that the young man is relying on his mortal body, he is delusional about refining the artifact, and he is still the top and most powerful Hongmeng treasure in the immortal world, and the consequences can be imagined.

"Old-timers, save me...... Help me! It's so uncomfortable, I ...... I'm in great pain right now!" had not yet a minute, and the young man's face was already pale and bloodless. The muscles all over the body burst out, and the originally ruddy and plump skin shrunk like an old tree that had decayed. At this moment, the young man finally understood why the old Taoist fortune teller was so panicked and crazy when he saw his blood dripping and recognizing the sword! Fear, incomparable fear filled his heart. The young man felt the qi and blood that were still flowing wildly under the great pain, and the thick sense of weakness and exhaustion in his body, and at the same time regretted that his intestines were blue, he reluctantly raised the last trace of strength, and frantically asked the old fortune teller Taoist priest who was still at a loss for help!

Call!

The old Taoist priest looked at the young man who was already on the verge of collapse, took a deep breath of turbidity, his eyes froze, he gritted his teeth, and after secretly making a decision, he was busy gathering his breath and concentrating, rolling up the wide cuffs of his robe with both hands, and connecting the dots in the void.

"Little boy, you hold on, keep your mind, don't fall, the old Taoist will use the secret technique to save you now!" Seeing the young man's shrunken body swaying, as if he was about to fall down in the next second, the old Taoist priest who was doing the law hurriedly shouted.

"Old ...... Old Immortal, you ...... Rest assured, little ...... Boy, I'm still holding on, it's not so easy to die!" The young man who was instantly cleared up by the old Taoist priest's fierce drink barely showed a ghostly smile, and said powerlessly.

"Okay! Hold on, see what the old man me. The old fortune teller nodded, soothed the young man, and the hands that were doing in the void increased their speed. "Da Luo Tianzun has no magic method, too void Qiankun Hongmeng power, Shenyuan Wuji Eight Array Diagram. The old fortune teller was full of solemnity, and he recited the Taoist words in a loud voice, and his hands in the void were blurred because of the extreme speed.

Phew!

In the void, a mysterious and unpredictable gossip array that exuded infinite rhyme gradually appeared.

"Pangu opens the heavenly power, Nuwa casts the world's virtue, the Taixu Lingyuan Dao, Qiankun comes to help, open!" As soon as the gossip diagram in the void was condensed, while the old Taoist priest was spitting out words, a mouthful of essence blood instantly condensed in his heart, spurted out of his mouth, and all of it was integrated into the Dao array diagram.

Call!

The Bagua diagram floating in the void absorbed all the blood spurted out by the old Taoist priest, and it was radiant. The countless obscure ancient words all over his body flashed one after another, and a pair of bright yellow bare hands stretched out from it, grabbing the young man's arm and the Xuanyuan Holy Sword, which was still crazy and bloodthirsty, and separated them to the two sides.

The sword, the human, is slowly separating, and the bloodthirsty speed of the holy sword is also hindered and becomes sluggish!

Tick!

The fortune-telling old Taoist priest was crazy and kept transmitting the Dao power of his whole body to the Dao Tu at the same time, his forehead was already drenched in sweat, and it kept dripping on the ground, splashing one after another!

"Haha! There is salvation, there is salvation!" I felt that the qi and blood flowing all over my body were no longer as fast as before, and became extremely slow. The young man was so ecstatic in his heart that he was so excited that he almost cried!

Whew!

The Holy Sword and the Light Hand are still competing with each other!

"Little boy, you must hold on to your mind, don't slack off, I'm working hard, and I can save you from danger immediately!" Seeing that the situation was not deteriorating, the fortune teller was also relieved. After hurriedly comforting the young man, he gathered his breath and prepared to win this tug-of-war in one fell swoop.

Bang!

But before the old Taoist priest's condensation was completed, a halo flashed on the bright yellow wide sword of the Xuanyuan Holy Sword. An incomparably powerful sword qi gushed out, instantly shattering the bare hand and the gossip array floating in the void, and facing the old fortune teller who was gathering qi.

Phew!

The old Taoist priest was instantly hit by the sword qi of the Xuanyuan Holy Sword, and after the old body was knocked into the air, he fell heavily to the ground, splashing a puff of dust.

Burst!

The Dao array was destroyed, and he was injured by the sword qi, the fortune-telling old Taoist priest was in disarray, his Dao robe was broken, and he collapsed to the ground weakly, spurting blood wildly, instantly staining the ground red.

Belch!

The young man's excited expression instantly froze, full of consternation!

"Thief God, you're going to play me to death!" The hope that had just risen was ruthlessly shattered like this, feeling the devouring power on the Xuanyuan Holy Sword that was several times stronger than before, the young man's face was full of resentment, his heart was completely cold, and he couldn't cry.

Ay!

"Can this be regarded as my own death? The bright future is gone!" his head became more and more dizzy, his thoughts were already blurred, and the young man threw himself into the infinite darkness after muttering a remorseful sigh in his last moment of soberness.

Brush!

After repelling the secret method used by the old fortune teller, the Xuanyuan Holy Sword devoured the young man in a matter of seconds, and then penetrated the light mask enchantment and disappeared into the void!

Ay!

The old Taoist priest, who was seriously injured and collapsed on the ground and was weak, was full of helplessness, watching the tragedy happen, and could only sigh heavily!