Chapter 877: Xuantian Spirit Treasure

"What do you mean by this?"

The expression of the Ten Thousand Demon Ancestor froze. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"The old man has already said that he is not interested in playing tricks or guessing tricks with you here, you know how you will advance, if it weren't for that treasure, with your qualifications, how could you break through the six heavenly tribulations and become an immortal cultivator in the tribulation period. ā€

A sneer appeared at the corner of the old man's mouth: "By the way, your Sixth Heavenly Tribulation has not landed yet, in other words, you are not really successful yet." ā€

"What exactly do you want to say?"

The expression of the Ten Thousand Demon Ancestor was extremely ugly, and the eyes staring at the other party were full of hatred.

"Don't pretend to be stupid, your current situation, I probably know it in my heart, you should be at the last moment of breaking through the bottleneck, something went wrong, although you barely mastered the power of the tribulation, but for some reason, you can't sense the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi......"

"I don't understand what you're talking about. ā€

"Of course you understand that your current mana can't be restored by meditating, or absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth, use a little, a little less, and in the face of the monks of the Xuan Period, maybe you can still be extremely powerful, but in front of the old man, it's just a joke, if you know each other, just hand over the treasure obediently, otherwise, you will really ask for yourself. ā€

"It's a big breath, it's just a primordial spirit, I want to see how capable you are. ā€

The Ten Thousand Demon Ancestor was furious, no matter what, it was impossible for him to hand over the treasure, and there was already murderous intent in his eyes.

"So, you're toasting and not eating, and you're going to eat and drink. ā€

A sneer appeared on the old man's face, and with a flick of his robe, another talisman flew out.

"Hmph, it's just a talisman treasure, and it has no use for this ancestor. The young man's pupils shrank at first, and then a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Since you use the Yuan Shen Possession Technique, it must be impossible for you to really have a magic weapon at the level of the Tribulation, how effective can a mere rune treasure be." ā€

It's no wonder that this old monster is so confident, after all, the power of the rune treasure is only one-tenth of the magic weapon at most.

But the truth is this, but the old man's face showed a sneer, and he was not moved at all: "Yes, you can try it." ā€

Before he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeve robe and sacrificed the talisman treasure.

It was also a golden ball of light.

But at this moment, it was suspended in the old man's hands, and it suddenly showed a little difference from just now.

However, it is difficult to say where the specific difference is.

I saw the old man stretch out his finger, and suddenly a fairy sword with a handle swam out of it.

No, it is accurate to say that it is a sword light, a long ruler, exuding a palpitating aura.

"Go!"

With the old man's soft voice, this dense sword light, without slowing or hurrying, swam towards the fish ahead.

This attack, at first glance, does not seem to be anything out of the ordinary.

But in the eyes of the Ten Thousand Demon Ancestor, his expression changed greatly.

He didn't dare to use his bare hands anymore, reached out and picked it up on his waist, and immediately took out a magic weapon.

It's a short sword.

Then, without hesitation, all the mana was poured into it.

Suddenly, the demonic energy surged, and with its movements, the void darkened, and the short sword actually turned into a huge monster.

It looks a little like a tiger, but it is more powerful and vicious, with wings on its back, and it is full of terrifying aura.

"It's ...... Poor!"

The old man's pupils shrank, and his face showed a bit of solemnity.

Then, a loud roar reached the ears.

The voice was ugly, hoarse, but loud, and the sound waves visible to the naked eye swarmed forward.

This Qiqi roar was actually an attack, and suddenly, all the sword light was enveloped in it.

And that's not the end of it.

Then Qi Qi opened his blood basin mouth again and spat out the black flames...... No, it's not a flame, it looks like a dragon's breath, and it has both burning and corrosive effects, and it's much more powerful than ordinary flames.

The golden sword light suddenly dimmed.

The face of the Ten Thousand Demon Ancestor showed a hint of triumph.

However, at this moment, a mutation protruded, and the old man's figure was slightly blurred, and he actually disappeared from the place, which was the same teleportation technique as Ling Xian.

Then the other party crossed a distance of hundreds of zhang and came behind Qiqi.

Without the slightest hesitation, he slapped it with one palm.

Rumble!

With his movements, a thousand-zhang gray giant hand appeared in the void, grabbing Qi Qi in the palm of his hand.

Qi Qi was furious, naturally he refused to tie his hands and struggled desperately, but it was useless at all, the power of the giant hand was ridiculously large, and there was still a little bit of law power, imprisoning him and unable to move.

Then a "poof" sound came to his ears, and Qiqi disappeared in the wail.

At the same time, the corners of the old man's mouth twitched, revealing a slight sneer: "It's just a wisp of poor and strange soul attached to the magic weapon, and it's not a real true spirit, how many skills can it have?"

And with the extermination of Qiqi, the black breath naturally disappeared without a trace.

The golden light resurfaced in front of him, and although those sword lights were obviously much dimmer compared to just now, the remaining power was still extraordinary.

Gathering in the middle, a golden flying sword appeared in sight.

He didn't need the old man's drive to behead the enemy's head with a flash of golden light.

The Ten Thousand Demon Ancestor wanted to hide, but suddenly felt that he couldn't move up and down.

The other party's fighting method is very experienced, and this step was calculated by him a long time ago, driving the law of heaven and earth.

At this moment, the Ten Thousand Demon Ancestor is in danger, no...... To be precise, it's a desperate situation.

His face was extremely ugly.

I never dreamed that I would encounter such a strong enemy.

If you really succeed in the promotion, you are not afraid.

But as the other party said, this time, there was actually a little problem with his promotion.

In the face of the cultivators of the Xuan Period, although they can be extremely powerful, they are really dwarfed by the old monsters of the Tribulation Period, even if the other party comes here is just the incarnation of a one-yuan god.

But he naturally didn't want to sit still.

Under the frantic change of his face, the demonic qi on the surface of his body surged out, like a protective aura, enveloping his entire body.

Then a black shield erupted.

The shield was inconspicuous and even somewhat broken.

However, the gray-haired old man had his pupils shrunk: "Xuantian Spirit Treasure, it's impossible, how can you have a treasure of this level?"

At this moment, his face changed a little, faintly revealing a little fear and envy.

However, such an expression only lasted for a moment, and then he regained his indifference, and sneered: "No, this is just an imitation of the Xuantian Spirit Treasure, and it is a little broken, I will say, with your cultivation status, it is impossible to have a treasure of that level." (To be continued.) )