Chapter 6848 (1/2)

”A mere illusion, dare you compete with me?”

As the strong emperor of heaven, the holy ancestor of the Yin devil has long seen through that this is the remnant image in the Yuantian magic sword, which is only split with one claw!

”Broken soul claw!”

Three sharp claw marks shattered the fierce awn of wanjian and engraved it on the void.

”Bang!”

With a loud noise, the sun and the moon turned into bubbles, and all the swords mourned together. The yellow sand scattered the scorching sun, and only the bloody robe stood in the void.

”I see what else you can do...” before his voice fell, a broad sword with red magic awn had passed through his chest!

”Yi!”

This speed is too fast, even if the emperor of heaven is strong, the evil Saint ancestor has no time to dodge. The Yuantian magic sword is stained with magic blood, and the light is even better!

The shadow of the shadow demon holy ancestor floated away and the demon body reorganized. He looked at the magic sword in front of him with vigilance!

The dark golden color of the hilt and the dark lines spread over the whole sword body. It looks like a heavy feeling. The scarlet sword body emits a blazing hot awn. The blood of the holy ancestor of the evil spirit is stained on it and evaporates in an instant.

”Demon clan, damn it!”

In an instant, the sword turned into a middle-aged man, with long hair scattered and dressed in a dark blue satin robe. It was red all over because of the war. There was a black dragon silver belt tied around the waist. A dark and dense hair drifted in the wind, and a pair of unfathomable deep eyes stared at the evil saint.

”Jie! Jie!” the holy ancestor of the evil spirit laughed fiercely, ”it's so unbearable to complain about the evil sword attached to the body, the grand yuantianzong!”

The holy ancestor of the evil spirit is happy and fearless. Maybe he would lower his eyebrows ten thousand years ago, but now it's just a remnant soul imperial sword. Why should he be afraid?

”All the demons in the lost space-time area are damned!”

It was another fierce drink. The figure of the middle-aged man was killed. The sword intention of tearing the sky turned into a fist, bombarded and fought with the holy ancestor of the evil spirit for several times, but he didn't even touch the bloody robe.

”Roar!”

With an angry voice, the unwilling eyes gradually lost their look, replaced by a sense of redness!

”Defend the sword with your body!”

A magic sword was born in the sky and came to kill the evil saint. With each blow, a crack flashed across the void.

”Sword gang can break space!”

The holy ancestor of the evil spirit is fierce and weak. His body moves and dodges. The spirit of the sword has long been erased by the resentment of the Yuantian sect. Although the Yuantian magic sword is terrible, it only has the instinct of destruction!

”Bloody rain!”

It was the terrible blow that broke the old heaven and earth of the Lingtian family. At the moment, the holy ancestor of the Yin devil showed up again. The hot sun between heaven and earth was soaked with bright red, and the bloody stars and moons dotted with thousands of killing intentions!

”Boom!”

At the end of the sky, the auspicious clouds were gone, and the bloody thunder roared down. One by one, it hit the body of the Yuantian magic sword, and the red blood mist steamed up on the body, showing an inexplicable pattern.

”It was carved with runes and prohibitions!” the holy ancestor of the evil spirit narrowed his eyes and immediately split his claw on the sword, and a buzzing came out!

”For my use, surrender to me, Yuantian magic sword!”