"Wang Xuanpython died at the hands of Xuanhuan, then this spear should be a thing of Xuanhuan. But Xuan Huan was later killed by Shao Hao and lost the position of White Emperor. The man is dead, how can his artifacts still retain so much power!" Old Man Zhao, who had met Boss Duo before, stood in the crowd and said in a loud voice.

The Five Emperors are supreme, enjoy the luck and incense in the world, how prosperous. The road of cultivating heaven and earth with the throne is indeed a shortcut. However, the position of the Five Emperors is also coveted by people, and many times if they do not really preach, they will die and die on the position of the Five Emperors.

From ancient times to the present, the Five Emperors have produced generation after generation, but there are only a few people who preach the Tao with the Five Emperors.

But to put it bluntly, how many people have truly ascended to the Divine Realm for immortality?

Except for a few human ancestors who were nowhere to be found in the ancient era, the human race has only ascended to the god realm so far, and the rest of the people, even if they are as brilliant as the Ninth Thunder God of Lei Ze, do not dare to easily challenge the Great Dao, forcibly integrate their own way into heaven and earth, and then use this to soar.

There is no limit to life, but immortality is not the same as immortality.

The general died in a hundred battles, and even if the witch god fought too many hard battles, he would fall.

Isn't the ascetic practice of witches for the sake of longevity, immortality and immortality? Looking at the huge white corpse and a spear emitting white light, there were many people who were silent and inexplicable.

"Although Xuan Huan is dead, but the heroic soul is only afraid that it will not be destroyed, and there will be no day of return for ten thousand years of reincarnation. The spear was waiting for its master. Unless there is a supreme powerhouse who intervenes and suppresses the spirits in this spear with supreme power, it cannot be collected. As for the corpse of this Wang Xuan python, it is even more so. Crucified by a spear. If you don't remove the spear first. The body of the snake could not be taken away. Zhao Yuanbing, Old Man Zhao shook his head and said.

"This trip was for nothing. I just watched the excitement. ”

"Old man Zhao! You are well-informed, is there no other way to think of it? After all, there are many of us. Isn't it possible to unite the strength of all people?" someone asked unwillingly.

Old Man Zhao blew his beard and said angrily: "It's okay, but you have to fill it with your life, and use your life to constantly erase the spirituality on the spear." When the spirit is exhausted, it is done. It's just that my old man is not sure how much of this spiritual remnant is. Maybe three or five people can erase it. Maybe tens of thousands of people will die. Hehe, who's going to give it a try! First of all, ordinary ordinary people can't do it, they don't have the true element in their bodies, and they can't erase their spirituality at all. Maybe the spear was sacrificed with blood, making it even stronger. ”

There was silence again.

Those with ulterior motives also had to temporarily silence.

"You say that this Xuan Huan is dead, but this spear still has such spirituality, could it be the back hand left by Xuan Huan in the past, and there is a Xuan Huan inheritance hidden in it?" asked the fool man.

This is a question that is indeed intriguing.

And it's not impossible.

The unprovoked appearance of White Emperor City is an extremely strange thing in itself.

And the entire White Emperor City seems to be too safe, of course, as long as you don't die yourself, such as touching the spear.

"If that's really the case, then this White Emperor City. It is equivalent to having the inheritance of two White Emperors, and if you get it, you will get the position of White Emperor. Someone deduced it. Too excited to work. In fact, this has nothing to do with him, and even if the conclusion is correct, it is useless.

"Haha! White Emperor City! What a White Emperor City, there are two Great White Emperors inherited here, but I, Ximenjian, am disrespectful!"

A sword flew in, and the figure in the sword light was not forcibly suppressed under the residual power of the Wang Xuan python.

It can be seen that the person who comes must have entered the supreme realm.

"Supreme power!" everyone present was shocked.

Although they had been prepared, when there was really a supreme powerhouse coming, everyone still felt a little nervous.

The spiritual platform, the spirit, the yang soul, the supreme and even the final beginning, the gap between each level of these five realms is undoubtedly separated by a world and earth, and the difficulty of breaking through is also like crossing heaven and earth.

If it is said that the difficulty of crossing from the spiritual platform to the divine soul is twice as difficult as that from practicing qi to the spiritual platform combined, then from the divine soul to the yang soul must be multiplied by ten on this basis, and from the yang soul to the supreme must be multiplied by one hundred, and as for the supreme to the supreme, it is infinite.

"Ximen Jian! The city lord of the Northern Wind and Snow Plum City, known as the Northern Sword Saint, has an invincible opponent with the Ice Spirit Cold Light Sword in one hand. I didn't expect that this person would rush to this distant western wilderness and seize the inheritance of the White Emperor. Old man Zhao was well-informed, and immediately told the origin of Ximen Jian.

The sword light was everywhere, and many people couldn't even stand the dazzling sword light, and couldn't help but close their eyes.

The figure in the sword light was about to reach out and grab the spear, but was blocked by the white light that bloomed from the spear, and they froze with each other.

The sound of two pieces of glass rubbing against each other came from the air, which was particularly harsh.

"Ximen Jian! If you want to seize the inheritance of these two emperors, you asked me if the money is empty!"

A black mist flashed, and an illusory figure intertwined with reality condensed in the sky.

"The money of the Southern Demon Gate is not empty, and it is supremely strong. The Supreme Elder of the contemporary Southern Demon Gate, the father of the current Southern Demon Gate Master, has entered the realm of Rahu Demon Skill. The depth of strength is difficult to judge. ”

"Everyone, be careful, this money is not empty, unlike Ximenjian. Ximen Jian is a swordsman, the heart of the sword is the human heart, although his sword is cold, but also ruthless. As long as we don't interfere with him, he won't do anything to us. But the money is not empty, but he is an old devil who does all kinds of evil. Wait a while, maybe you'll kill me. Old Man Zhao said in a low voice.

The people around trembled, but no one dared to turn around and flee.

Because the strong fight each other, the energy is overflowing.

If you turn around, you will inevitably not be able to see thoroughly, and you will be hurt by the outflow of energy, and you will die faster.

"No one can take away what I want from Simon. You don't have an empty money, and it's no exception. ”

The sword turned, no longer fighting the spear, but turning to the money that was not empty.

Ximen Jian obviously intended to deal with the opponent first, and then to wear down the spirit of the spear.

So as not to work hard and make wedding dresses for others.

Whoa!

A series of black chains rushed out directly from Qian Bukong's body, and the chains were wrapped with black mist, and rolled towards Ximen Jian. Even if Ximen Jian reacted in time, he was still entangled in the long sword in his hand by chains.

The long sword was contained, and the other chains, like poisonous snakes, extended out of the black mist and threw them towards Ximen Jian's body, and the tips of the chains shimmered with a cold luster.

Ximen Jian's face became even more gloomy. The cold killing intent had frozen into ice, turning into a series of cold sword qi, resisting those chains one by one.

A dark blue cold air erupted from his body, and the long sword in his hand turned, and the chains locked on the long sword suddenly exploded inch by inch. took a deep look at Qian Bukong, and this glance turned into a sword. Hundreds of ice swords condensed in the void and stabbed towards Qian Bukong.

At the same time, the cold light of the long sword in his hand flickered, and it turned into a river of ice that stretched for thousands of zhang, and the ice river turned around, as if even the sky in the distance could be frozen.

The black mist surged, and the pitch-black chains wrapped around Qian Bukong's body trembled suddenly, resisting the invasion of the ice river on the one hand, and turning into sharp swords on the other, shooting straight towards Ximen Jian's head.

Ximen Jian clenched the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand, his eyes no longer fluctuated, his footsteps moved slightly, and a blue lightning bolt penetrated straight out of the void, and then smashed the chains one by one, and pointed towards the eyebrows of Qian Bukong.

The center of the eyebrows is the spiritual acupoint.

The flesh and blood of the supreme strong man is not only strong, but also vigorous, even if the heart is broken, it can be recovered. Only the place where the eyebrows and souls are placed is the most important thing, and there is no room for loss.

Bite!

Above the long sword, dark blue ice flames surrounded, and above the ice flames, a trace of strange black flames like burning grease were viscously entangled, making Ximen Jian's long sword unable to continue to move forward.

Under the burning of the black flames, the ice flames on the long sword seemed to be melting rapidly. (To be continued......)