"If Patriarch Moko wants to go out, I am willing to ride for you, but the boy's body is really crude, so don't worry about it!"

Xu Dong smiled faintly and tried to deal with it.

"Tsk, tsk, boy, stop being so modest."

"When you first entered the cave, the ancestor had already set his sights on you. Your true energy is so powerful and your soul is pure, far beyond the same level."

"Moreover, you actually have the aura of swallowing the law!"

"This is one of the supreme laws. Even in my ancestor's time, no one could control it. I didn't expect that in later generations, a boy would be able to do it!"

"Amazing, really amazing!"

"But these, after the ancestor takes your body, they all belong to the ancestor, hahaha!"

"It won't be long before the ancestor can catch up with Ping Ping's state, and even take a step forward!"

As he spoke, the monk swayed again, transformed into a giant black-scaled python, and rushed towards Xu Dong.

Xu Dong immediately retreated.

He knew very well that a skinny camel was bigger than a horse, and with his current strength of soul, there was no way he could confront this monk head-on.

"Boy, stop struggling in vain, it's useless!"

"My ancestor has been waiting for this opportunity for endless years, how can he let it go so easily?"

Ancestor Moko laughed heartily.

Xu Dong didn't talk nonsense, his heart was like lightning, and one thought after another flashed through his mind.

Although this Moko is a monk, he is a generation of evil monks, a type of evil cultivator.

All sacred methods can restrain them.

But this is not the outside world, but Xu Dong's sea of ​​consciousness.

Therefore, neither the holy flame nor the law can be used. Only the power of the soul can be used to fight against the monks.

After being silent for a while, he suddenly had a thought in his mind.

He saw that his original human body turned into a long sword in an instant.

The long sword has a cold light, just like Kazuma, but it is made of condensed soul.

Seeing this scene, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of Patriarch Namoko, "Eh? Your kid actually knows the art of soul transformation? Where did you learn it?"

The so-called art of soul transformation is an ancient method of tempering the soul.

It is to turn the soul into various weapons, monsters, etc., as long as you can meditate, you can evolve into it, but the difficulty varies.

The higher the difficulty, the greater the power.

At the same time, frequent transformation of the soul can also have a tempering effect and increase the strength of the soul.

In Moko's time, some powerful men who were famous all over the world basically knew the art of soul transformation.

But according to his understanding, this ancient method was later lost, and not even a single sect mastered it.

But Xu Dong actually used it, which really surprised him.

But Moko didn't care.

The long sword Xu Dong transformed into was extremely crude, far inferior to his giant black-scaled dragon!

"Groan!"

With a terrifying roar, the giant black-scaled dragon immediately strangled towards the long knife.

The long knife seemed to be angry, and it passed directly across the sky and struck the giant black-scaled dragon.

But in the clang, it seemed to be slashed on gold and iron.

Not even that layer of black scales could be broken.

Instead, he was thrown backwards, and a gap appeared on the blade.

"The light of a grain of rice dares to compete with the bright moon!"

The black dragon laughed loudly, and swung its huge tail violently, hitting the long knife hard.

The long knife flew farther and buzzed.

After flying a certain distance, Xu Dong's appearance reappeared, but it became a bit dimmer than before.

It obviously consumed a lot of soul power.

"Boy, bow to me

First of all, being swallowed up by me is your final fate."

The black dragon smiled ferociously.

Xu Dong said nothing and transformed into a long sword again and attacked the black dragon.

“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!”

For a moment, the field was filled with the sound of collisions, and the huge energy was like a torrent, rolling away in all directions.

This kind of collision of souls is extremely dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will end up falling.

At this moment, Xu Dong was already at a disadvantage.

I'm afraid it won't take more than a stick of incense to kill me, and my doves will occupy the magpie nest.

"boom!"

There was another loud noise, and Xu Dong fell violently and flew out.

His body began to crack with cracks, like porcelain that had been dropped to the ground.

Although it was said that because it was a divine soul body, there was no trace of blood flowing out.

But between the cracks, there are lines of soul power escaping.

The black dragon grinned, "Boy, you can't hold on for much longer. You're at the end of your rope, so just accept your fate!"

"I don't accept fate, I only believe in the power in my hands!"

Xu Dong stared at the black dragon and spoke word by word.

This moment was indeed the most dangerous moment since he entered the Haoxu Realm.

If you are not careful, you will be ruined.

But even so, his face was still neither happy nor sad.

"Only believe in the power in your hands? Hahaha! What power do you have?"

The black dragon sneered and was not in a hurry to take action.

Because in his view, Xu Dong was already a piece of fish on the chopping board and could only be slaughtered.

"The transformation of your soul is still very immature, and it cannot embody some powerful and heaven-defying existence at all."

"So, you will not be my opponent."

"Yeah?"

Xu Dong smiled noncommittally, raised his head, stared at the black dragon, and said coldly

He said, "I have one more trick. If I can't kill you, I will willingly let you take my body."

"Haha, don't believe what I said? It doesn't matter, you can just show it!"

The old black dragon god was there, staring at Xu Dong with great banter, as if he was looking at a clown.

"Whoosh!"

Xu Dong stopped talking, and he transformed into a long sword.

"It's the long sword again. You've already used it before. Could it be that you don't have a long memory?"

The black dragon was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

But he soon stopped laughing.

Because the pitch-black blade actually outlines a simple pattern.

Then the second, third...

If you look closely, a line may be nothing.

But when put together, it is like the finishing touch, instantly sublimating.

Those simple divine patterns are engraved on the blade, exuding an extremely ancient and sharp aura.

It's like a peerless magic sword.

If He Mengxue and others were here, they would definitely recognize this long sword. It is a killing sword!

They had already witnessed how powerful the Killing Sword was, it was extremely terrifying!

Even some powerful spiritual treasures are no match for the killing sword, which is Xu Dong's most powerful weapon.

And now, although what appears in Xu Dong's sea of ​​consciousness is not a real killing sword, it is still condensed from his soul.

The more powerful beasts and weapons are imitated by the art of soul transformation, the more powerful it will be.

Correspondingly, the difficulty will also increase.

The difficulty of condensing the killing sword is far more than a hundred times higher than before.

But because I was with Xu Dong day and night, I was able to condense it.

Moreover, it is extremely terrifying and powerful, and its power is unimaginable.

"Chila!"
Chapter completed!