"I'm naive." Ye Tian smiled bitterly, shook his head gently, and said, "Since you are ungrateful, then let's end it."

Bang!

After saying that, he stepped on the ground and jumped out of the top of the dock, like a hawk preying on prey, culling at the old Taoist Nanli.

The old Taoist Nanli laughed out loud, almost unable to believe his eyes, and said, "Boy, are you scared silly? You dare to leave the Taoist platform. You still have a little support on the Taoist platform and can deal with me for a while with the help of the Taoist platform ban. Now you leave..."

Before he finished speaking, the old Taoist Nan Li suddenly had his eyes condensed, and he saw a black iron sword in Ye Tian’s hand that was magical. Although it was a broken sword, it was extremely sharp, cutting the sky and emitting an extremely heavy aura, as if it was carrying a world.

The old Taoist Nanli felt a palpitation, as if he had seen the most terrifying warrior in the world.

Hurry!

The purple gold divine marks revived and turned into a divine chain of order, shining with extremely dazzling divine light, rustling, swaying around the sword, making the broken sword heavier, the breath of death covered the sky, and countless sword lights cut through the sky, as if the sword of killing swung out from hell.

With Ye Tian’s sword in his hand, his entire aura changed, and he instantly surpassed the Condensation Pill and reached the level of the Golden Pill.

Although it is much worse than the ancestor Nanli, the terrifying aura emitted from the broken sword still made the ancestor Nanli feel bad. It seemed that he was very small when facing a giant beast in the wilderness.

"Slay!" Ye Tianren followed the sword and slashed down with one sword.

"Control!" The ancestor Nanli shouted loudly, his palms and fingers shook, and used a military control technique to seize control of the broken sword.

The reason why the two magic weapons in Yaochi and Shushan were not obedient was that he seized control with the skills of controlling the weapon. Although it was only a short moment and did not erase the imprints in the magic weapons, it was enough to cause disastrous consequences and catch the enemy off guard.

But this time, the broken sword was no longer effective, and the broken sword was not under his control at all.

On the contrary, a terrifying aura burst out from the broken sword, which shocked him to surging blood.

Immediately afterwards, a phantom like a god and demon rushed out, standing proudly behind Ye Tian, ​​as if urging the broken sword with him. It was the weapon spirit of Zhu Xian's broken sword and a quasi-holy spirit.

The spirit of the weapon revives independently, and there is no need for Ye Tian to consume much mana to activate the Zhuxian Broken Sword, and it can even feed Ye Tian back.

Not to mention that the Broken Sword is controlled by Ye Tian, ​​Ye Tian is not controlled. Just having a quasi-holy spirit in it is not something that Nan Li can control.

The old Taoist Nan Li's face changed wildly, his whole body was full of fighting spirit and his murderous aura was overwhelming. In an instant, he launched more than a dozen attacks, each of which had the power of the golden elixir, and he was head-on toward the Broken Sword.

However, it is useless at all. The broken sword is invincible. All the attacks touch the sword's edge and are disillusioned like bubbles.

The broken sword looks ordinary. Although it does not tremble, it is also breathtaking. A terrifying murderous intent surges out. In a trance, the ancestor Nanli seemed to have seen a blood-stained picture, bleeding and drifting, and hiding millions of corpses.

"No!" Old Taoist Nan Li let out a shrill roar, and then realized the seriousness and quickly retreated.

But, it's too late.

clang!

The sword cuts the void and cracks the sky, and the sky and the earth changes its color.

The power of this ordinary sword was unimaginable. The void armor refined by the Thousand-Level Centipede Scale Armor was split open in an instant, and he could not bear the power of the broken sword. Then, a shocking wound appeared on the body of the ancestor Nanli, and the whole person was almost split in half. There was only a little flesh and blood in the middle. The thick blood like mercury slurry gushed out like a spring, making the world bloody and miserable.

The ancestor Nanli retreated repeatedly, leaning against the wall, making a shocking roar.

The roar was transmitted to the Well of Creation, shaking everyone in the Divine Land with a burst of blood and dizziness.

At this time, the beast tide was still attacking the Divine Earth Formation, which made the earth shake. The trialists of the three major sects were hiding in the formation and did not dare to go out.

This formation can be passed in one direction, making it easy to get out, but it is difficult to get in.

"They started fighting, and that boy Ye must be finished." A trialist from Shushan said, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"That old man is an old monster who has lived for more than a thousand years. This time he doesn't have enough life to see, so he will definitely die completely. Otherwise, I will pull my head off and play it as a ball for everyone." Another trialist said, very sure.

There was a burst of laughter from the audience, and they obviously agreed with his point of view.

This time the opponent is too powerful. He can control other people's magic weapons with his hands. He is simply a god-like existence. Even if Ye Tian has great ability, it will be difficult to turn the world back this time.

"What a pity, the great opportunity inside has nothing to do with us." Another trialist said, looking lonely.

"It's no pity. It would be nice to survive in the face of that invincible existence."

Everyone talks about you, I talk about you.

Among them, the trialists of Haotian Immortal Sect looked ugly. Old Taoist Nan Li is his great enemy of Haotian Immortal Sect. It was like a sword hanging above his head, making people breathe quickly and feel anxious.

For them, it is not suitable for staying here for a long time. Those old monsters who kill from the heart and say nothing is at all. If you say you let them go now, you may not let them go in the future, and it is even possible to kill them in Haotian Immortal Sect.

When the beast tide is over, they will leave as soon as possible.

"Damn it, I understand. This is the broken sword. How come it was in your hands? How could there be an extra hilt?" Nan Li's old Taoist shouted and asked Ye Tian angrily.

Although he was almost slashed in half by a sword, the vitality of the Great Completed Golden Pill was so powerful that he actually used great magic power to condense his flesh and blood again. While healing his wounds, he quickly released various protective magic weapons.

I saw that the colorful energy light curtains formed by various magic weapons lit up on him, like layers of silkworm cocoons, wrapping him in it.

However, he underestimated the power of the Zhuxian Sword. Although his broken body was united, the wound in the middle could not heal, and blood continued to seep out. Thousands of sword energy penetrated into his flesh and blood, constantly destroying his vitality.

Not only his body, but also his golden elixir is under difficult damage.

This is the horror of the Zhuxian Sword, which is worthy of being the most powerful divine sword in mythology and legend, and a peerless killing weapon.

It’s also a blessing for the fact that the ancestor Nanli is powerful. If it were an ordinary golden elixir, it would have probably fallen under this sword.

But even so, as strong as the ancestor of Nanli, his aura began to fall, and he was really hurt by this sword.

After this time, even if he can heal his injuries, he will leave permanent Taoist injuries.

Boom boom boom boom!

A series of terrifying magic power fluctuations erupted from the body of the ancestor Nanli, like storm waves, slapped the four walls of the secret room, making loud rumbling sounds, like a tsunami hitting a cliff.

"Damn little beast, you have hurt my Daoji. I will tear you into pieces, burn your soul in the demon fire for ten thousand years, and then kill your nine tribes."

After knowing that his Daoji was injured, the ancestor Nanli could no longer remain calm, like a furry lion, going crazy.

"Die!" Ye Tian responded to him with only a simple word, then raised the Zhuxian broken sword, slashed down with one sword at his heavenly spirit cover.

Boom!

There was no overwhelming sword energy rushing out, just the murderous intent spreading out, making the world a tragic tragedy. The bloody battle scenes that were eternally before seemed to reappear, turning into a stream of Taoist traces, like a mountain pressing against the old Taoist Nanli, and its soul was shaking violently.

Click!

The void was split again, and a long black mark appeared. Ye Tianru, a god of killing that had been eternally predecessor, had a magic sword in his palm, divided the yin and yang with one sword, and killed the great way with one sword.

This seemingly ordinary sword had not yet truly hit Nan Li's old Taoist. Just the energy released from the outside made his magic and protective treasures shatter all his magic.

This is the true ultimate sword intent!

"town!"

With a loud shout, a purple gold light flew out from the hands of the ancestor Nanli, which was a purple gold battle axe.

This war hammer is cast from an unknown purple gold, and is densely packed with countless rune arrays. As soon as it is sacrificed, it suddenly rises like an inflatable one.

In the end, the battle axe turned into a 10-meter-long size, like a purple-gold hill, surrounded by nine golden holy marks, and with an incomparable huge force, it smashed towards the Zhuxian Broken Sword.

Suddenly, this is a rare quasi-divine weapon. It is only one last step away from the fact that nine holy marks are combined into divine marks and can transform into divine weapons.

when!

A shocking sound came out, sparks flew everywhere.

The result is unimaginable. The purple gold battle axe, which has reached the level of a quasi-artifact, was actually cut lightly by the Zhuxian Broken Sword, like a hot knife cutting butter, without any effort.

Immediately after the battle axe, the old Taoist Nanli was slashed again, and even his aura was slashed to the point where he was only at the middle stage of the Golden Pill.

If Ye Tian was suspected of sneak attacking the first sword, and the ancestor Nanli did not know the terribleness of Zhuxian's broken sword, under the second sword, he used all kinds of magical powers and released many protective secret treasures, but was still cut into two pieces by one sword. It was not a lucky thing, but a crush of strength.

"Ahhhh!"

The ancestor Nanli let out a heart-wrenching roar again, and his magic power exploded and surged wildly, trying to heal his injuries and climb up the breath of the golden elixir. But it was useless. A rift appeared on the golden elixir. If you continue to work hard, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"escape!"

After calming down, Nanli ancestor had only one thought and ran away. Although he was embarrassed, his life was more important.

Boom!

He was afraid that Ye Tian would pursue him, so he first slapped him with a palm and hit the Taoist platform, causing the Taoist platform to explode, launch an indiscriminate attack, and then rushed into the Well of Creation as soon as possible.
Chapter completed!