Li Yundong made a calm face and said: "The Ancient Shenxiao Sword Sect's "Shenxiao Taishang Sword Codex", the power of this swordsmanship is still above my Yuan Qi Sword Dao, it is a domineering swordsmanship that combines the Thunder Dao and the Sword Dao, and Dongsheng Daoist is in danger of this game. ”

Although Li Yundong practiced the ancient Yuan Qi Sword Dao, as a sword cultivator, the inheritance of kendo knowledge he received made him quickly recognize the "Shenxiao Taishang Sword Codex" that the Divine Mist King was about to perform.

Liu Huiyin stared at the sword weapon in the hand of the Divine Mist King, which was densely imprinted with countless lightning marks, just by looking at it, it made people feel terrifying, as if there were countless thunder powers sealed in the sword, only to see that her voice was a little dry and said: "It is a killing spirit treasure, and it is also a chaos level mid-grade killing spirit treasure." ”

Kill the Spirit Treasure!

A mid-grade Chaos Killing Spirit Treasure!

Ma Xiaorou's slender willow eyebrows were raised, the two sisters were born in a military family, and the resources behind them were constantly supplied, but they did not have a spirit treasure that reached the chaos level.

Without him, one is that this kind of spirit treasure is really not available, and the other is the relationship between one's own strength, if you want to make a chaotic mid-grade killing spirit treasure, you must at least have the strength of the Heavenly Emperor Zun, and you must also practice the exercises to match the killing spirit treasure of the imperial envoy.

However, although the Imperial Envoy Chaos Medium Grade has a lot of requirements for killing spirit treasures, the strength of the latter itself is beyond doubt.

In a certain way, the value of the Chaos Rank Killing Spirit Treasure in the eyes of the monk is not inferior to the monk himself, and even if the imperial envoy is in charge, it can also exert the effect of one plus one is greater than two.

In the void, the killing machine is cold, and the sword light is cold.

The Divine Mist King was in charge of the Thunder Emperor's Divine Sword, sensing that Bao Ling's breath was slowly recovering, he took a deep breath, and a lightning mark appeared in the center of his eyebrows.

The Thunder Emperor Divine Sword in his hand naturally could not be genuine, but the natal spirit treasure that he cast according to the swordsmanship in the "Taishang Shenxiao Sword Codex" when he was promoted to the Immortal Realm, and after nearly a thousand years of cultivation and various adventures, he was finally promoted to the middle grade of Chaos.

It can be said that this Thunder Emperor Divine Sword can reach the middle grade of Chaos, which is an incredible thing in itself, but in any case, this cannot change the fact that it is his own natal spirit treasure, and it is precisely because of this that the Divine Mist King can urge this Chaos mid-grade killing spirit treasure.

Obviously, being able to make the Divine Mist King use this Thunder Emperor Divine Sword, Xia Mu's strength has already been recognized by the other party.

"Now, it's time to wrap up. ”

The Divine Mist King glanced at Xia Mu condescendingly, the Thunder Emperor Divine Sword in his hand was raised high above his head, and the sword aura was vigorous, pointing straight at the sky, stirring the void within a radius of hundreds of miles, and gradually forming a huge storm whirlpool, in the whirlpool, brewing was an incomparably terrifying sword intent and thunder power, the two were blended together, diffusing a breath of destruction and destruction.

"Kamiyo Taishang!"

The voice of the Divine Mist King was high, like a heavenly punishment judgment, cold and ruthless.

Fusion of the God Emperor Fazun, coupled with a chaotic mid-grade Thunder Emperor Divine Sword, the power of the two combined into one to urge the "Taishang Shenxiao Sword Codex", the horror of the power, as soon as it came, the surrounding void collapsed inch by inch.

At this moment, the Thunder Emperor Divine Sword, which had absorbed the power of the Sword Dao and the Thunder Dao, seemed to be incarnated into a sword of the heavens, containing a high and invincible momentum.

"I can't take this sword......"

On the high platform, Li Yundong sighed gloomily: "The sword of the Divine Mist King not only condenses all his strength, but also mobilizes the general trend of heaven and earth, I think even if the Heavenly Emperor Zun faces this sword, I am afraid it will be more than lucky." ”

The Sword King glanced at him and didn't speak, but his expression was equally solemn.

Everyone present is an emperor-level powerhouse, and in the face of this sword of the Divine Mist King, they thought about it for a while, and they all came to the judgment that they could not take the sword of the Divine Mist King, even the Demon Bell King, who had performed the most powerful so far, was not at all sure.

"Just in case, let's prepare for the next one. ”

The Demon Bell King spoke, and seemed to have decided that Xia Mu would be defeated: "Most of the next battle will be the Phantom Mist King himself, Liu Daoyou, there is no problem with this person being handed over to you." ”

"Of course, you can, but it's a bit early to talk about the next one. ”

After all, Liu Huiyin is also from the First Legion, so he naturally wants to stand on Xia Mu's side, and said: "I am quite optimistic about Dongsheng Daoyou, I believe he will not let us down." ”

"Liu Daoyou's words are wrong, and we naturally hope that Dongsheng Daoyou can return triumphantly, but now that the situation is stronger than people, we have to make plans early. The Lightning King shook his head and sighed.

"No, maybe we don't have to prepare for the next one. Ma Xiaorou and Ma Xiaolian, who rarely spoke from beginning to end, spoke at the same time, and their voices overlapped, as if one person was talking.

Hearing this, everyone present trembled in their hearts, and they all immediately turned their eyes to the Central Void Battlefield.

I saw that Xia Mu in the field looked calm, the ancient well had no waves, and above his head, a picture scroll opened, and layers of mountains, rivers, lakes and seas emerged, endless, with no end in sight.

The sword slashed by the Divine Mist King slashed at the mountains and rivers in the picture scroll, like a mud cow entering the sea, without a trace of ripples.

It can be seen that this picture scroll is a very powerful spatial spirit treasure, which can easily resist the power of the Thunder Emperor Divine Sword, or swallow the sword qi of the Thunder Emperor Divine Sword.

"What kind of spiritual treasure is this!"

Li Yundong's face was shocked, and he couldn't speak: "Being able to absorb the attack of the spirit treasure in the chaos so easily, this, this, this ......"

Liu Huiyin was the first to come back to his senses, looked at the Demon Bell King and smiled, "It seems that I don't need to appear." ”

"Let's see. ”

Hearing this obvious sarcasm, the Demon Bell King didn't care at all, and stared at the scroll suspended above Xia Mu's head with a pair of eyes, as if he wanted to see through the latter.

The minds of the others were also attracted by the picture scroll summoned by Xia Mu at this time, being able to devour the attack of the Thunder Emperor Divine Sword so easily, the grade of this picture scroll was undoubtedly above the Thunder Emperor Divine Sword.

In the field, seeing that his long-standing attack was easily defused by Xia Mu, the Divine Mist King showed a surprised look for the first time, he never expected that the other party actually had a spirit treasure that was even more terrifying than the Thunder Emperor Divine Sword.

"Interesting. ”

The Divine Mist King took a deep breath and regained his composure, but he understood that with that picture scroll, the opponent was already invincible, and he was afraid that he would lose this game.

Xia Mu stood with his hands in his hands, his expression seemed calm, but no one knew that the palms of his hands hidden in his sleeve robe were full of sweat.