Chapter 823 Sacred Artifact

"The sky is magical."

The Buddha's relics are in full bloom.

Snowflakes were falling all around the Venerable Fa Hui who was paying homage.

A white snow-capped animal stepped out of the ice and snow with its feet on auspicious clouds.

With one step, the world seems to freeze. Only this elf can move freely, and it is not walking on the snow, but riding on auspicious clouds and riding on the snow, like a misty dragon.

"Roar!"

Xiangyun Xuejuan roared angrily.

The corrugated air shield gathered together, and a giant claw holding the sky fell down.

"Amitabha."

Fa Hui doesn't think he can win by using his magic, but this time victory is definitely in sight.

He has even seen the scene where the aura of the main soul machine was dispersed by his own magic.

Bang.

Imaginary scenarios for the future.

Instead, the black-red mountain blocked the claw. The "mountain" did not remain still. It was like a lion shaking the sky and shaking the earth. It turned over and raised a huge ferocious blood-red tiger face.

A mouth full of blood.

The flesh and bones seem to have changed their positions, with the fangs growing outward and flesh and blood growing inward.

Bah!

The black gold blood tiger turned over and opened its giant claws while stretching its head and taking a bite.

Biting Xiangyun Xuejuan's neck firmly.

Fa Hui suddenly felt that his energy and blood were surging, his internal organs were displaced by the impact, and his neck seemed to be bitten by a tiger, with a large amount of blood spurting out. He said in disbelief: "How is this possible..."

Before he finished speaking, everyone already knew what he was going to say.

Because they were also very shocked.

The main soul of the weapon spirit can actually perform supernatural powers.

Chen Tianba looked at the black gold blood tiger in surprise.

Is it because he knows too little about the Weapon Spirit, or is this treasure magical enough? This is not the main soul of the Weapon Spirit. He is clearly a prodigy, a candidate for the Daozi level.

Thinking of this, Chen Tianba clapped his hands and praised: "What a good death. Unless the devil dies, I will never see such a scene!"

Watching this scene, Huang Tuo's fighting spirit became stronger and stronger.

Regret arose in his heart. If he had taken action earlier, he might not have had to wait at all, so now so many monks were chasing him. He glanced down and looked up at the sky. The magic circle above the City of All Things became more and more concentrated.

Really.

He even doubted it.

Even if he obtains the Honored Soul Banner, can he really leave the territory of the Celestial Weapon Holy Land?

Tushanjun looked gloomy.

Also noticed this problem.

Since the Heavenly Weapon Holy Land is equal to the Great Weapon Sect, its strength must be immeasurable. There may be a sub-sage sitting in the city of all things. The longer it takes, the more disadvantageous it will be. If the saints of the Heavenly Weapon Holy Land are attracted to take action because of their own actions, it will be even more troublesome.

As a member of the Daqi Sect, the Pei family has saints, so there must be saints in the Celestial Weapons Holy Land.

'It's better to fight quickly.'

"The Ghost King is alive!"

Tu Shanjun's seven-foot body suddenly increased to one foot six, with a large legal armor added to his body, and ten small illusory flags carried on his back, like a tens of thousands of troops.

His complexion finally changed, from pale to livid, with a green face and fangs, wild red hair, and when he opened his mouth, he saw a set of teeth like chisels.

The pressure in the middle stage of transformation rises rapidly and does not stop until the late stage.

"Bang."

A green-faced fox in a bamboo hat emerged from the forehead of the black-gold blood tiger. The fox grinned, passed through the snow, and appeared in front of Fa Hui.

Although the fox looks quite small, it is also a giant. Standing in front of Fahui, it is like the difference between a human and a cat. The fox tore open Fahui's body-protecting aura with one claw.

"die!"

Bang.

A ball of blood exploded.

Fa Hui's Yang Shen stepped back, horrified.

He didn't expect that the weapon spirit could display the supernatural power of the sky, let alone that there was a second magical power hidden in the forehead of the bloody tiger. Such an incident made it impossible for him to even use his trump card to save his life, and his entire body had been turned into scum by the fox.

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But what made Fahui even more desperate was that the tall weapon spirit, which was 1.6 feet tall, waved the Taoist weapon in his hand.

What it is?

That is the Zunhun Banner.

What is missing most from Soul Banner?

Of course it's the soul.

It just so happens that he is now in the state of 'soul'.

Fa Hui urged Yang Shen to escape desperately.

"Escaped?"

Great joy for Fa Hui.

He could feel that he was no longer enveloped by that person's consciousness.

Tu Shanjun looked at Fahui's Yang God and waved the soul flag, but he did not collect Fahui's soul, but allowed Fahui to escape.

After collecting the ghost's Yang Shen into the soul banner, he has reached the limit of breakthrough. If he takes away Fahui's soul, he will definitely be regarded as reaching the late stage of becoming a god.

The promotion of cultivation level is small, but the promotion of one's own ability to swallow souls is big.

The monks chasing him now are not strong, and he can still deal with them. Once he is exposed and has advanced to swallow souls, he will not know what kind of monks are chasing him.

So he deliberately let Fa Hui live.

Chen Tianba's expression changed slightly and he did not step forward again.

Under siege by four people, one died and the other was seriously injured. No matter how arrogant he was, he would not fight even though he knew he would die.

Chen Tianba looked at Huang Tuo.

Huang Tuo still walked forward without flinching.

Until you reach the opposite side not far from Tushanjun.

Only then did he stop.

The main soul's eyes moved over.

Tushanjun didn't say much.

Huang Tuo flashed the storage rings on his hands, put on a pair of gauntlets, and turned into a spiritual machine to reach the sky. He said in a deep voice: "The sky is magical!"

The Virtual God Giant Ape was blown away with a punch before it even appeared.

And the fist flew right against the side of Huang Tuo's face.

At this time, Huang Tuo was only one palm away from the main soul's fist. If the punch had taken another half step, his head would have exploded like Fahui's body, exploding into blood mist and dissipating between heaven and earth.

Huang Tuo's eyes widened.

He has overestimated the main soul as much as possible.

However, after the secret method of the main soul was opened, he was like a weak young man with no power to fight back.

"I lost."

Huang Tuo was devastated.

This was a challenge that he oversaw.

What kind of magic, magical power, Taoism? At this moment, he didn't know what he should use to deal with it.

Is it a secret method to enhance his strength, a trump card to save his life, or a magical treasure given by his master? It seems that everything was under that punch, leaving him unable to fight against the enemy.

A wave of powerlessness came over me like a tidal wave.

Huang Tuo looked down at his hands.

He doesn't know why he is so weak?
To be continued...