"Sword...I...?"

"This is what you rely on, your trump card?"

Hua Changdeng looked down from a high place, and looked over. His eyes were as scarlet as bloodshot, and his face was full of madness.

He hesitated for so long.

He unfolded the rootless ghost creature in advance, and the heavens helped hunt ghosts.

He regarded the Eight Lords as his biggest opponents, and for this reason he ignored all the other enemies inside and outside the Holy Spirit Continent.

But, I waited for so long.

Bazun An told himself that the trump card he finally hid was a person he had defeated by him thirty years ago?

"Ah hahahaha!"

Hua Changdeng didn't even know whether she was amused or was angry by her own stupidity.

As soon as the cycle of reincarnation begins, His time is not long, and every breath is burning himself.

The power drawn from the three talents of heaven, earth and man is not enough to resist the passing vitality.

And the limit of such a crushing force is enough to be used to fight the combat power of the Demon Ancestor, the Medicine Ancestor, and the Song Yin, to a defeated general in the past?

In this way, how can we inspire the eight masters and swallow their swords and we two-in-one, and stop the negative effects of the reincarnation of the undead?

You will die!

But not because of being killed.

But because Bazun An is too weak to put enough pressure on himself?

"Damn it!!!"

Hua Changdeng let out a long roar, and his whole body exploded into soul energy and merged into the world.

Within the five domains, the void was filled with hazy green mist, and everyone's hearts were throbbing and their faces were panicked.

"My power is passing?"

Those who have the ability to cultivate the soul should notice it as soon as possible.

Every soul refiner locked by the rootless ghost creature, from the innate to the holy emperor, is absorbed.

What was lost in that part of the body accumulated into a lot, and the mist gathered in the void of the five realms, providing energy for the maintenance of the rootless ghost creature and resuscitation of Hua Changdeng!

Hua Zu, are you crazy?

He is going to destroy the entire continent of the Holy Spirit?

At the sky of Lingyu, the eight masters of swords were illusory and ethereal. I also noticed the behavior of this madman, and my eyes were a little colder:

"Hua Changdeng, obsession blinds your eyes."

Before he could finish his words, a ferocious blue face condensed from the central domain and roared hysterically:

"Shut up!"

With a roar, the rootless ghost creature, which was determined by the three swords of the sword ghost, instantly surged out from the three talents of heaven, earth, and man.

Three gathers in one, and it turns into a long sword in the sky, which looks like a ghost hunting, with a pothole in the sword body and a little in and out.

The space is twisted by force, and it looks like it doesn't look like a sword anymore.

The long weapon with a straight slanted blade is more like a long sword, with dark green flames burning and tangled with evil spirits.

Hunting ghosts!

The ghost hunting after Tianjie!

"Go to die--"

The world exploded and the sound of hatred was loud.

The ghost hunting after the Tianjie, under the nourishment of the rootless ghost creature, has undergone earth-shaking changes in its form.

When Hua Changdeng is in the divine court, it is combined with the ghost hunting.

With this blessing, the Hundred-foot-Hungry Ghost snatched out of the black line from the sky, and its speed soared to the extreme.

He cut off thousands of Taoisms in an instant, and cut them straight to the place where the eight swords were located, and cut them off on his head.

"Hua Changdeng, you can't kill me."

I sneered at the eight swords and sneered at the hundred feet of ghost hunting, without any fear.

He pointed only one point and pointed it forward, and the shackles around him swelled up, radiating his magnificent power.

The boundless power that suppresses and seals the body seems to be about to explode.

But……

Hunting ghosts is too fast!

"Bang!"

The Sword of Hundred-Steps of Flame Slashed hard on the chains of the eight swords around me, and the inner power has not yet been released.

Click—

The crisp cracks were clearly heard in the five realms.

Even the stalemate was not able to hold on for half a breath, and everyone was frightened, but they saw the eight swords and the Taoist chains around me were cut off instantly.

"Can't stand it?!"

Not only that, the ghost hunting momentum remains unabated.

The sword that had accumulated Hua Changdeng's lifelong hatred, then slashed through the eight swords from my chest and neck, and swept out the dazzling sword waves behind it.

Wow!

The light of spirit spread, and the five realms were in an uproar.

This sword is so magnificent, but after it is brilliant, it will wither.

After I received the eight swords, I was more than seventy-sixth of dimness, and the whole "person" seemed to be taken away by most of its power.

His eyes lost his light.

The power of the sealing and storage in my body was released, and the weight seemed to be much lighter, slowly floating upwards, as if it was about to disappear.

...

"this?"

Under Fusang City, the black chicken was covered with black feathers and exploded slightly.

I thought the Eight Masters wanted to pretend to be big, but I never thought they were the smelliest one!

After this sword is cut, can Lao Ba still have the power to fight again?

After thirty years of sealing the sword, not only did the sword fail to be unsheathed, but even the people were depressed and died?

Cross your eyes and slid around.

The Moon Palace slave next to him had a whole face, and it was so bloodless.

This sword not only cut off all the momentum of the Eight Lords, but also cleared the few expectations left by his relatives outside the battle.

"Ah hahahaha..."

Hua Changdeng laughed wildly.

With a sword of ghost hunting, the eight An Daoji have been cut off.

Finally, I am no longer powerless and unable to fight back. This kind of pleasure from the flesh that makes people feel excited.

not enough!

Far from enough!

"Eight Lords An, your ability is only that?"

Hua Zu was crazy, and the hunting ghosts who were snatching the sky disappeared at the end of the sky and appeared on the clouds, and they were divided into two.

Two "long swords" with the expectations of the ancient sword cultivator of the Five Realms, the spirit flames are burned and cut across!

"No……"

Someone covered his mouth and exclaimed.

Even if one sword is like this, I will lose 70% of the eight masters who know the sword.

How can the Eighth Sword Immortal turn the tables against the wind with the remnant power?

The predictable "turnaround" did not appear at all.

Or, there isn't at all!

The Eight Swords I was even in the out of control after being hit by the previous sword, and I couldn't control myself.

He just tried his best to extend his right hand...
To be continued...