The flower pot is like a magic pot, sprinkling the terrifying light in the sky, just like the gluttony of the ancient divine beast Longzi, opening the huge mouth of the blood basin to devour the world.

Ordinary flower pots are turned upside down, with their mouths facing down, becoming as large as a mountain, and the interior is dark and deep, and the bottom of the pot is not visible. It didn't devour the Quartet, it was just aimed at one person, first-class Tianjiao - Zhao Linfeng!

The blood light is all over the sky, the red waves are rolling, and the sword qi is like a fish rolling and swimming in the sea of blood, Zhao Linfeng's swordsmanship is indeed amazing, and it can manifest to such an extent, with Mu Ziyang's current grass and wood sword qi, it is indeed inferior to Zhao Linfeng. But Mu Ziyang took out his killing weapon - a flower pot!

I'm afraid I didn't expect that Mu Ziyang had been nervous about treating it as a treasure not the grass seed in the flower pot, but the flower pot itself. Although I don't know where Mu Ziyang got the flower pot, the flower pot is absolutely terrifying and powerful, and it is not comparable to ordinary forbidden weapons.

Zhao Linfeng didn't have a forbidden weapon to save his life? As a personal disciple of a big man, it was obviously impossible. He had already taken out the forbidden weapon to save his life, a small sword with a thin thumb, and suddenly burst out with dazzling silver rays, like a burning silver sun, which spit out sword light that reached the sky, and slashed towards the flower pot at once.

With a bang, Hong Zhong Dalu's sound wave shook, and the silver giant sword slashed the sky, even if it was as tall as Mount Tai, it was cut in half, but it was unscathed on the flower pot, and the flower pot made of yellow mud did not leave any traces, but the silver giant sword collapsed.

"Impossible, how could the ancestor's Taiyi Yin Spirit Sword be!" Zhao Linfeng's face was frightened, and the pocket sword in his hand shattered the moment the silver giant sword broke, which also meant that his life-saving forbidden weapon was useless.

"No, I can't die. I am the sword ghost Zhao Linfeng, I hold the murderous sword in my hand, and the earth-shattering murder sword technique has not been used!" Zhao Linfeng roared unwillingly, desperately slashing a blood-colored thin sword, which was born from his soul, it was born as a ghost treasure, the quality was absolutely excellent, and it was the most suitable for Zhao Linfeng, and it could burst out with 100% power. But at this time, in the face of the mysterious forbidden weapon flower pot, even if it bursts out with a thousand percent of its power, it can't do it.

Flower pots rumble and fall. There is no sluggishness whatsoever. Zhao Linfeng is definitely not as good as the Monkey King, but at this time, he has the same mood as Sun Wukong when he faced the Buddha Wuzhi Mountain.

Bang!

The flower pot fell completely and smashed on the ground, and the ground within a radius of ten miles was instantly wiped out. And Zhao Linfeng in the flower pot was naturally swallowed by the ghostly light. Nothing was left.

"The sword ghost is me. I am the sword ghost Mu Ziyang!" Mu Ziyang had a cold face, watching everything from the sidelines, and he knew it. As long as the flower pot is cast, there will be nothing to do with him in the future, just watch quietly.

"It's a pity that legend has it that this mysterious flower pot was used by a supreme figure in ancient times to cultivate holy medicine, and before he had time to study it, he 'gave it away'. You should feel honored, this flower pot can only be used once, I was going to leave it to a non-long-eyed Peerless Tianjiao, but it was used on a pseudo-Absolute Tianjiao. Mu Ziyang muttered to himself, saying amazing words.

It turned out that when he woke up and decided to take a look at it on the third day of the trial, Mu Ziyang had a big plan and decided to leave the flower pot to a supreme celestial pride. It's a pity that things didn't go according to people's wishes, and Mu Ziyang had already used it up in advance in order to save his life.

"Ha Luha, then I have to thank Zhao Linfeng, otherwise I am afraid it will be difficult to get out intact if I were replaced just now!" Another light voice sounded, with a hint of luck in the banter.

Such a sudden sound, like a real voice from hell, instantly made Mu Ziyang's whole body cold.

"How come, and" Mu Ziyang's face was like dead ashes, and his originally blazing eyes became dim.

"It's called praying mantis catching cicadas, and the yellow finch is behind!" The Tianjiao hidden behind appeared, a Tianjiao who was truly at the top.

"Flower pot!" Mu Ziyang's gaze immediately fell on the flower pot, which was his last straw, and he could only use a dead horse as a live horse doctor, although the mysterious person who gave him the flower pot had explained that the flower pot could only be used once.

"My life can only depend on you, give it to me!" Mu Ziyang roared, his eyes widened, he tried his best to control the flower pot, hoping to catch the huge flower pot that fell to the ground, and then perfectly suppress the absolute pride hidden behind him who wanted to be a yellow finch again!

"Give it to me!" Mu Ziyang was hysterical, his palm was void to ingest the flower pot, but the huge flower pot was motionless.

"It's useless, the mysterious power on the pot is gone, it's a dead thing. Tsk, what the hell is this, a flower pot has such power?"

In an instant, a fresh breeze blew on the shattered earth, blowing through the flower pots. There was a sizzling sound, and the huge mountain-like flower pots were wiped out in the breeze, raising puffs of fine dust.

Mu Ziyang reached out and grabbed a handful of fine dust from the flower pot in the dusty wind.

"This" Mu Ziyang was desperate, and there was only a handful of brown fine powder soil in his palm. Mu Ziyang rubbed his fingers and found that the soil used to make the flower pot was no different from ordinary yellow mud, perhaps it was just because it had been planted by the Supreme Medicine in ancient times and became extraordinary.

"No wonder it can only be used once, how can such a loess withstand such a great force once!" A palm as white as jade poked out of thin air, and also grabbed a handful of ash from the flower pot, and whispered.

Immediately, a spirit body shrouded in white light squeezed out of the void, and it was impossible to see the face, but it should be a young man.

"Are you?" Mu Ziyang's face instinctively showed a hint of disgust, "You are the Tianjiao of the Heavenly Realm?"

This disgust comes from the original, from the disgust of the ghosts of the underworld for the breath of the heavenly realm and the yang energy.

"It's just a yin god, and the body really doesn't want to be tainted by the filth of the underworld. Well, but one Yin God is enough, one thumb can crush you!" The white Yin God whispered, and his words were filled with instinctive contempt, as if he was standing above the Nine Heavens and looking down on the ants!

"It turned out to be a dog from the heavenly realm, no wonder it has been hiding in the shadows. Hmph, even if my sword ghost Mu Ziyang is wiped out, I will talk about you being killed!" Mu Ziyang's face was cold, and he simply let it go. He took out four silver blades of grass from his bosom, which were extraordinary and not comparable to the vegetation that grew from the grass in the pot.

The grass seeds in the pot were just for hiding people's eyes and killing some miscellaneous pieces, and the truly precious and powerful blades of grass were collected in his arms.

Besides, the vegetation that is really like the level of silver blades of grass is not something that Mu Ziyang can give birth to when he says it.

"Silver Grass?" the Yin God snorted.

"Taibai Sword Array, Shock and Kill in All Directions!" Mu Ziyang drank violently, raised the silver grass with one hand, used the grass as a sword, and the blades of grass turned into a sword!

With a whoosh, four silver grass slashed through the sky, with great speed, flashing in the sky. When it approached the Yin God, it suddenly became larger, turning into four huge silver steel swords, blocking the Quartet, wanting to suppress and kill the Yin God.

Suddenly, the silver waves rippled out, everything in heaven and earth instantly stopped, and four silver steel swords attacked with the power of sealing, surrounding the Yin God's upper and lower, left and right, and all directions!

"Is this your grass and tree killing sword?" the Yin God sneered, he was unmoved, and let the four silver steel swords kill his four sides, sealing off the space he was in.

In fact, the four silver steel swords were just phantoms, and only four silver swords broke through the white circle of light and stabbed on the limbs of the Yin God.

"You're holding the big one!" Mu Ziyang Yixi immediately sneered, "Being too arrogant is just a mistake, and you will eventually bury your own life!"

"King Kong Sword!" Mu Ziyang waved his hand, and more than a dozen golden blades of grass shot out, leaving clear traces in the long air, swaying with murderous aura and stabbing towards the Yin God of Heavenly Realm.

Mu Ziyang's grass and trees are so powerful that after cultivating to the extreme, they can cut the stars with one grass, and they can also use the different characteristics and attributes of plants and trees to exert amazing power.

Like the silver grass, it is extremely hard, and it has a powerful suppressive power, and where it is born, the four fields are silent, and there is nothing to fly in the sky.

It's like King Kong grass, although it is a plant and tree, it is born golden, extremely sharp, like a peerless divine weapon. In the place where the vajra grass grows vigorously, it is like a sword mound sword array, the vajra sword is soaring to the sky, and it is also silent in the four fields, and there is nothing in the sky to fly through.

"Vajra Grass, the Grass and Wood Sword Qi is indeed a bit famous. "Yin God whispered, unlike Zhao Linfeng, he was the supreme pride of the Heavenly Realm, but he was extremely sure of Mu Ziyang's grass and wood sword qi.

"It's a pity, it's not hot enough, otherwise it's another sword cultivator no less than Zhao Linfeng!" (to be continued......)