"It's heavy. ”

Killing the three Eight-Faced Martial Emperors was just a casual move, and Shi Xiaole's attention was all on the Heavenly Pillar Axe. The first feeling that this axe gave him was that it was heavy, not in weight, but in momentum.

As if he was holding not an axe, but a majestic mountain, Shi Xiaole was sure that the power contained in the Tianzhu Axe must be extremely terrifying.

Subconsciously, he slashed forward with an axe.

Bang!

A ten-zhang wide crack started from the axe and spread all the way to the sky, with no end in sight, causing many people to gasp.

"It is worthy of being a high-grade spirit soldier, and it has increased its attack power by one and a half, but this is just an ordinary move, if it is a swordsmanship, it is not as good as my bare hands. ”

Axes and swords don't have much in common, and correspondingly, using an axe to perform sword moves not only does not increase the power of sword moves, but also drags them down.

So in the final analysis, the Tianzhu Axe could not increase Shi Xiaole's strength, but its value was immeasurable.

In the future, there will be axe masters in Jiuxuan Mountain, if you are loyal enough, you can give it to the other party, or simply take the Tianzhu axe in exchange for more rare resources, all in all, it is definitely beneficial.

Seeing the Tianzhu axe fall into Shi Xiaole's hands, everyone sighed in their hearts, today's battle can be regarded as completely establishing the unshakable status of Qilin in the rivers and lakes.

Especially the Xuanming Dao Emperor and the Thunderbolt Emperor, they secretly speculated, estimating Shi Xiaole's strength ranking in the Pegasus Dynasty, whether it was the top twenty or the top fifteen?

But even if it's only the top twenty, it's an earth-shattering shock, and once the news spreads, I'm afraid some of the top sect masters won't be able to sleep.

The Four Elephant Sword Emperor, the Black Absolute Emperor and the Innocent Leg Emperor retreated far away, each of them was injured to varying degrees, and at most seventy percent of their skills were left at their peak, not to mention Shi Xiaole, I am afraid that even the Ink Emperor can't beat them, and they are all hated and angry.

But what they don't know is that the Ink Emperor is just as uncomfortable.

According to Jingyun Palace, there are five top-grade spirit soldiers, two of which were lost, and one was each obtained by Xuanming Dao Emperor and Qilin, and there should be one more.

But he was not sure that he would get the last high-grade spirit soldier. The reason is that the three Black Absolute Emperors were injured. Previously, Emperor Xuanming Dao and others did not dare to get their hands on the second high-grade spirit soldier, just because of the checks and balances of everyone.

And now, the people who can check and balance have injured three, even if they add themselves, they can fight against the Xuanming Dao Emperor and the Qilin, not to mention, there are also the Thunderbolt Emperor and the Ice Emperor who are eyeing each other.

As for the other Void Yuan Realm Martial Emperors, they are completely watching dramas and don't have much effect.

Indeed, as the Ink Emperor expected, at this moment, whether it was the Xuanming Dao Emperor, the Thunderbolt Emperor, or the Ice Emperor, different thoughts rose in their hearts.

"I don't know what the next high-grade spirit soldier will be. ”

Shi Xiaole couldn't help but think of the Huan Evil Sword, if he could get it, with his strength, he was afraid that it would be easy to defeat the Four Elephant Sword Emperor, and he didn't need to use all his strength.

It's a pity that this kind of thing can't be forced, and if you force it too much, it will leave demons in your heart.

What's more, even if it was really an evil sword, Shi Xiaole was not sure that he would be able to grab it.

The front of Jingyun Tower calmed down again, some people had already left, they were seriously injured, for fear of harming themselves. There are also those who sit cross-legged to heal their wounds, ready to grab the next wave of medium-grade spirit soldiers.

But the same thing was that everyone automatically moved away from the four figures in the front, because they knew that when the last low-grade spirit soldier appeared, it would inevitably attract a terrifying scramble.

One day.

Two days.

Within three days, Jingyunlou erupted three times, and most of the time, Shi Xiaole was adjusting on his knees, and only when he saw the top mid-grade spirit soldiers he liked, he had gained a lot, and he had obtained a total of five top-grade mid-grade spirit soldiers.

Among them, there is also a sword, called "Chopping Peak", which blows hair and breaks hair, and the sharpness is comparable to that of the Spring Fury Sword, and Shi Xiaole is quite easy to use.

The Thunderbolt Emperor and others naturally also had their own gains. Of course, everyone stayed hard, and only competed for some of the top mid-grade spirit soldiers, and there was no big package, so it would really make everyone anxious, and it would be very troublesome at that time.

It is worth mentioning that during this period, with Shi Xiaole's secret help, the Mandarin Duck Swordsman also got a top-notch mid-grade spirit sword, and there were many people who were angry about it, but because of Shi Xiaole's might, no one dared to move.

Day 4.

Day 5.

The last high-grade spirit soldier has not come out for a long time, but everyone's patience is very sufficient, not to mention just a few days, even if it is half a month, a month is nothing.

But the plan couldn't keep up with the change, and something happened that everyone didn't expect.

On the sixth day, a burst of heavenly fragrance suddenly wafted from afar, and under the spread of the strange wind, the pale pink mist covered the sky, like an infinite wave, and soon spread throughout the entire Jingyun Palace.

"Ah......h

Bursts of screams, horrified, or angry, roars rang out from all directions, one after another, accompanied by the slightest cutting sound.

"This is, Soul Burial Incense?!"

"The Burial Warrior is here!"

Inside and outside Jingyun Palace, many masters showed anxious expressions.

To say that the most frightening person in the Heavenly Desire Plain is definitely not the powerful Void Yuan Realm Martial Emperor, but the mysterious Burial Martial Artist.

No one knows where they came from or from which forces, only that they suddenly appeared in recent years, like killing machines, killing people when they see them, without asking the reason at all, regardless of camp.

The martial arts of the burial martial artist himself are not strong, at least not as good as the Void Yuan Realm Martial Emperor. But the soul burial incense on their bodies can make the Void Yuan Realm Martial Emperors lose their power and become fish and meat slaughtered at will under their swords.

In the past, there were people who didn't see the terrible picture of the Martial Emperor of the Void Yuan Realm who buried the corpse of the martial artist.

Everywhere in the palace, blood splattered high, and the burial warriors dressed in gray clothes and bound by iron ropes were divided into several groups, like messengers from hell, cruelly strangling the masters along the way.

Some of them are Venerables of the Longguan Realm, and some are Immortals of the Shenguan Realm, but under the effect of the Funeral Soul Incense, their strength can't even be exerted.

The movement quickly spread to the front of Jingyun Tower.

"Damn, it's the burying warrior who is here, we have to strike first. ”

The Thunderbolt Emperor stood abruptly.

The effect of the Soul Burial Incense on different levels of martial artists is different. The resistance of the Void Yuan Realm Martial Emperor will always be stronger, and he can basically hold out for about a quarter of an hour. But after a quarter of an hour, the strength will fall off a cliff.

There was no need for the Thunderbolt Emperor to remind him, all the Void Yuan Realm Martial Emperors present moved, including the injured Black Absolute Emperor and others, and flew out together.

Outside Jingyun Palace.

A group of gray-clothed men leisurely listened to the shouts and killings inside.

"Hehe, I finally brought you in, and I still want to come out, and I want to be beautiful. ”

The gray-clothed man at the head was a pale-faced young man, with an iron fracture fan in his hand, and iron cables the thickness of his fingers hung all over his body, like ornaments.

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