The female saint king wearing a unicorn robe said: "The weapon spirit is the weapon spirit after all. Without the control of the military master, even if you have the ability to reach heaven and earth, you will still be imprisoned in the mysterious weapons."

"We have seen through your weakness a long time ago. If you don't dare to come forward, we will force you to lead you forward!"

"It's over, it's over."

Luo Manping forced himself to sacrifice the Dharma, and pushed his palm horizontally to save Luo Tianfeng.

However, that man was one of the old king's right-hand men, and he was a powerful monk who could be called a holy king.

The knife was so fast and hard that there was no chance at all.

Especially after the other party quietly touched the leader's side.

Not to mention that Luo Manping couldn't be saved, even Tu Shanjun couldn't be saved without being involved.

Keng.

Gold and stone clash.

The sparks are flying like the setting sun and the moon, and like the boundless glow of twilight. It is so brilliant that people can indulge in it, but it is also so dazzling that people dare not look directly at it.

It seems that anyone who dares to look at the sparks will be pierced by the holy energy and the divine light will gouge out the splendor and color of his eyes.

Luo Tianya stared at the knife that blocked him.

That is a magic weapon.

The entire great religion only has five divine weapons.

One in the north and one in the south. The leader has one, the clan elders have one, and the ancestors have one. Of course, the magic weapons in their hands are incomparable to those in the hands of the ancestors.

People have different levels of cultivation, and soldiers have different levels of strength and weakness.

But even the weakest magic weapon is definitely not something ordinary people can possess.

If we say that the holy soldiers can become immortal through the ages and contain boundless magic power, they can turn rivers and seas upside down when activated, and they can shatter the stars and suppress the paradise of heaven and earth.

Then the divine weapons are acquired gods.

If divinity can be born and a god can be born, he can step into the world of mortals and suppress a starry sky and universe.

The divine weapons cannot be commanded except by Taoist rulers.

Even a weak magic weapon is an extremely sharp and terrifying treasure.

Each one can transform an ordinary great sage into a holy king. If he is a holy king himself and holds a magic weapon, his combat power will be unimaginable.

Just like that weapon spirit.

With the magic weapon in hand, his tactics evolved and he defeated the Four Saints with one force.

He had thought that the divine weapon would fall into Luo Tianfeng's hands.

Because Luo Tianpeng died, the divine weapon crystal soul would definitely be taken away by Luo Tianfeng. However, under the burial nails of the God Burial Clan, even though Luo Tianfeng had boundless magic power, he could only suppress his own injuries first and could not take action.

It was impossible to block his sword even by activating the magic weapon.

Therefore, he seized this opportunity.

As long as Luo Tianfeng's head can be chopped off, without the weapon master, the red-haired demonic artifact spirit is nothing more than a weapon no matter how powerful it is.

Letting weapons kill people by themselves is undoubtedly a fantasy.

Even other weapon-spirited treasures still need a master who is in charge of the weapon.

However, at this moment, the divine weapon crystal soul was standing in front of him.

The person holding the magic weapon was a strong and majestic man in a robe, who looked like a king and a hero. He held a magic sword and blocked Luo Tianya's long sword.

The two swords carve each other.

The divine sword Crystal Soul slashed three inches in, almost splitting the holy sword into two halves.

"You're not dead?!"

Luo Tianya was shocked.

How could the Heavenly King's plan not succeed? Moreover, with Luo Tianfeng's temperament, he would definitely wipe out Zuo Tianwang's lineage and leave no one alive.

Even if this move will weaken the strength of the great religion, who cares whether the power that does not belong to them is related to the balance of the great religion.

Not to mention that Luo Tianfeng boasted that he had mastered the magic medicine, which could change his destiny and bring him back to life, thereby conflicting with the realm of Tao Lord. As long as the great religion had Tao Lord again, the losses in the past would be nothing.

With the divine power of the Tao Lord, he can suppress the four directions, grant him the title of marquis and worship the king.

Luo Tianpeng's eyes are full of spirituality but he has no sanity. With the blessing of divine weapons, Luo Tianpeng's tyrannical intelligence is like the ancient Kunpeng resurrected and wielding golden claws, tearing the sky and shattering the earth. He protects Luo Tianfeng, who is holding the flag, behind him, and evolves the holy law to bully the enemy.

The approaching Luo Tianya forced him to retreat.

"Where are you looking?"

A somewhat hoarse voice resounded in the ethereal air.

The female holy king suddenly came back to her senses.

The weapon spirit in front of me didn't know when it separated into three sides.

It's like three sides in one.

The robes on his body have also been transformed into standard crown robes, just like a king going on a military expedition.

The iron rod in your hand leads to prosperity.

With one blow, her peerless holy weapon chain shield shattered, and her body was also hit.

The body-protecting aura could not withstand it at all. Her body shattered in an instant and blood escaped, dyeing the robe red and outlining her exquisite body. However, the weapon spirit struck out again without wavering.

The three-phase Dharmakaya is of the same body.

The scriptures on ascending to immortality are finally turning around.

The Holy King is majestic and the demonic flames are raging.

Now it seems that Tushanjun is no longer the demon lord who came out of the abyss, but the divine king and immortal king sitting in the ninth heaven.

The three dharma are integrated into one, and the demonic will and war dharma are embedded in the Buddha. He sits and watches the rise and fall of the sky, covering the boundless world of mortals. He is responsible for the rotation of yin and yang, and the grinding of the road.

It is clear that this is a stick, but it makes people see the supreme punch. The punch's intention comes from Jiuyou and seems to be from Jiutian.

It was a kind of mysterious black, with the power to swallow up the sky and the earth.

The fist rises and shakes the sun and the moon, and the mind trembles and shakes the stars.

There was emptiness and silence in the space, not that it was stabilized, but that it was swallowed up and refined.

The unbroken and lifeless thing was refined into a dead void, and at the same time, even the flying ring was shattered by this 'fist'.

The two golden rings are peerless holy weapons. They possess the seal carvings of the Great Law and contain the immortal true meaning. However, they were shattered by a punch. The owner of the golden rings tried his best to avoid it.

"kill!"

The female saint king in the unicorn robe did not flinch at all and evolved her tactics to face the incoming punch.

No surprise.

The holy blood is shed again.

The entire arm of the female holy king was completely crushed by the three-in-one magic weapon.

The female holy king's face turned pale.

The Holy Soldier was beaten to death, which had backfired on her, and now her body was torn apart. Even the Qilin Holy Robe could not withstand it. She was now in rags, her crown was shattered, and her hair was disheveled. She was in a miserable state.

That is to say, she is truly a strong person. When she leaves the great sect, she can be honored as a Holy King. Otherwise, she might be killed by that punch.

At this moment, she finally realized why the four great sages could still be suppressed by this person with their combined strength.

This weapon spirit is basically a monster, a being even more terrifying than the geniuses of those great clans.

Tu Shanjun felt the cold sword light coming from behind him and continued to attack without turning around.

A blue-white ghost hand protruded from the turbid and chaotic mist above his head. The ghost hand hung down like a blue sky and turned into a fist.

He punched out, as if people could see the path of reincarnation emerging in front of them, and then they saw the peerless holy weapon in Luo Tianya's hand being broken in half under this punch.

puff.

Luo Tianya vomited blood.

He looked at the severed knife in his hand in disbelief.

It is true that the long sword was cut into three inches in the battle between the magic weapons, but it should not be so fragile. It was actually beaten in half by the unknown magic.

Just unbelievable.

He has never encountered such a monk in so many years. No, this is not a monk at all, this is a weapon.

"Damn, damn Luo Tianfeng!"

Violence and jealousy appeared in Luo Tianya's eyes.

If he had a magic weapon, if this strange ancient treasure was his, maybe he would be the winner today, and maybe even the old king might not be his opponent.

His eyes looked over.
To be continued...