Chapter 474 I am your ancestor
Yingxiu remembers that this young man should only be in the Takumi realm.
Takumi's punch directly severely injured the Spirit-bearing Godly Attendant, not to mention that there were immortal weapons attached to the sky to suppress him.
Since ancient times, only geniuses like his father Yu Sword Master can truly survive without distinction.
The divine servant standing in front of Ying Xiu had a cold look in his eyes, and a ball of light flashed in his palm. Amidst everyone's exclamations, he actually summoned an immortal weapon.
It was an immortal weapon in the form of a war hammer. He smashed it to the ground with a hammer. It shook violently, and the sharp earth thorns stretched out in the direction of Bailian.
Bailian's figure kept flashing, and layers of fire rings swayed under his feet. All the earth thorns passed by, but none of them could hit.
At this time, a thick coffin board appeared in his hands, and it hit hard with a thunderous swing. The expression of the divine attendant changed slightly, and he raised the hammer to meet it without hesitation.
The sharp end of the hammer's tail hit the heavy coffin surface. The divine servant couldn't help but roar, and his legs were buried in the ground.
The clothes on his arms exploded with a click.
Finally...
The coffin surface of the Suzaku Coffin was shaken by the heavy hammer of the fairy weapon, causing cracks.
But before the divine servant had time to be proud, light seeped out from the cracks, and a faint red light flickered over his eyes.
A pair of his eyeballs were snatched out of their sockets in the air, and there were bright red veins wrapped behind them.
"Ahhhhhh!!!" He roared in pain and screamed.
The Suzaku coffin rumbled and sank, completely connecting with the earth. The screams stopped abruptly, and blood spread from under the coffin.
Bailian stood on the Suzaku coffin, looking sideways at the child with a calm expression, as if what he was trampling under his feet was not a human life.
“The cattle and sheep in the cage know that they are struggling in vain for a long time when they are about to be slaughtered, and they do not give up until the moment of death. People who can control the life and death of cattle and sheep will end up being inferior to poultry.”
The child's cold and rigid face finally showed a smile.
The eyes of the leader of the Divine Attendant finally became solemn. He stretched out his arms, and the big umbrella suspended in the sky was filled with flames.
In the scorching light, a huge monster with an ox body and a tiger face roared out.
Eight iron hooves stepped on the wind, thunder and lightning, and the four idols guarding the tribe were shaking because they could not bear the roar of this monster.
“It’s the Umbrella Soul Tool Spirit!” The expression of the child-like leader of the tribe changed slightly. He took a quick step and came to Balian’s side, raised his hand and struck out a towering sword finger.
I burned it with one finger, but was bitten by the weapon spirit, and it was instantly shattered.
The child's face was ashen and he said: "If I could have a sword at this moment, even a mere beast would only be able to crawl on its knees!"
When Balian heard what he said, he didn't know why. The first thing that came to his mind was that when the demon woman rescued them from the mouth of the big snake, she wiped out the world with her sword.
At this time, there seemed to be a faint wisp of wind and snow blowing in the wind.
But there is no snow in the starry sky.
A polite knock on the door suddenly sounded.
Everyone couldn't help but look towards the door.
The tribe's gate had long been knocked down by the god's attendants, and there was no longer a door to cover the entrance.
The woman in red clothes and black clothes stood on the wide stone door. The faint starlight in the distance seemed to cast a cold halo on her body. Her exquisite and beautiful face had a certain shadow in the backlight. Indescribable elegance and sanctity. She was tapping the stone door politely and gently with the sheathed end of the long sword in her hand.
She tilted her head and smiled. Inadvertently, a strand of black hair slipped from her shoulder, revealing her earlobes that were dotted with bright red moles.
“I smell the delicious food in the distance, and I am very greedy. I wonder if there is roasted venison being cooked today?”
Yun Rong's black and red sword robe had already been stained with bloodstains, and the special cold evil aura of the corpse still remained in the hem of the clothes. The cloud boots under his feet were covered with red earth dust.
She came all the way and fought with the endless zombie monsters for a whole night in the dark tide!
This crazy woman!
She accidentally entered the world of the Bronze Gate, but she still had the leisure and elegance to sharpen her sword with corpses, ghosts and demons to nourish her mind? !
Slaying corpses and evil spirits with a sword, and then shamelessly knocking on the door and begging for a bowl of roasted venison?
It seems that the sky and the earth are too big to cultivate swords and eat.
The fourth sword of Tianxi is indeed a strange person.
The head of the Divine Attendant also felt the residual evil aura from the corpse-ghost killing from this woman who was as gentle as snow. His expression changed greatly, as if he had seen some monster, and he said sharply: "Who are you? ”
Yunrong hasn’t answered yet, looking like a child The dark brows of the tribe leader seemed to have fallen into starlight, which was extremely bright. He curled his lips and smiled and said: "The Thirteen Swords of Tianxi, the Snow-Cleaning Sword."
After the words fell, Yun Rong held the Snow-Cleaning Sword in his hand. In response, it was unsheathed, making a clear sword sound in the sky and earth, and landed in the child's palm.
The arc of the sword brought up by the leap lit up a bright and cold light, the clear light flickered, and the silver threads flashed randomly.
Like fine and continuous snow rising up to the sky.
The snow light covered under the big umbrella, then penetrated silently, and continued upward.
The extremely precious high-grade immortal weapon was literally poked with countless holes in the child's hands, and the body of the weapon with the body of an ox and the head of a tiger was immediately shattered and refused to be dispersed.
The child casually held a few beautiful sword flowers, and the remaining eight god attendants' necks simultaneously surged with blood, and then they all fell to the ground and died.
He looked at Yun Rong extremely seriously and said in a deep voice: "What is your name?"
Yun Rong looked at the sword in his hand with a puzzled expression, and she said: "Tianxi Sword Sect" , Yun Rong. Who are you?"
The child laughed loudly, unable to hide the joy in his eyes: "I am your ancestor!"
Yun Rong was startled at first, and then looked him up and down seriously for a long time. The eyebrows that were slightly twisted because of confusion slowly relaxed. She smiled slightly and said: "Ancestor, and Zhi Venison? "
The word 'ancestor' sounded extremely inappropriate and disrespectful because of the child's cute and immature appearance.
Inside the room, a pair of water-sharp eyes suddenly opened, and the candle wick that had been extinguished last night rekindled like a fire with a soft 'pop'.
The girl lying between her legs frowned slightly, as if she had been enduring some kind of uncontrollable pain in her body all night. The blue hair on her cheeks was soaked with sweat, and her teeth were clenched. Biting her pale lips and slowly letting go, Fang Geyu asked, "What's wrong?"
Yunrong's slender fingers fell on the girl's slender back, and sword intent surged from her fingertips.
On the smooth skin, there are bright red veins that are constantly wandering, trying to occupy and erode towards her Baihui Point, which is the actual form of the evil god's terrifying consciousness.
The turbid breath transformed by the demonic snake has undoubtedly become the best nutrient for the growth of the evil god.
The Evil God Jiyuan, who originally only resided in the sword body, was now tightly attached to Fang Geyu's body and soul.
At this moment, the relationship between Fang Geyu and Ji Yuan is like black and white water and thick ink, completely integrated and difficult to separate.
Yunrong spent a whole night and was only able to place three sword seals on her body, temporarily delaying the erosion of the evil god's consciousness.
(End of this chapter)