Chapter 1561 One of the Ten Evil Weapons

As soon as he finished speaking, a ripple like water waves suddenly appeared in the void outside the door.

Immediately afterwards, Master Wuxiang followed an eight-foot-tall, ugly-looking old man into the Zen room.

"Xiao Chen! If you dare to despise my witch and ghost sect, today will be your day of death!"

Master Wuxiang gritted his teeth and almost stared at the corners of his eyes. He pointed at Xiao Chen who was sitting in the middle and roared angrily.

The old man frowned slightly and glanced at Daoyuan and Daoling, who were fixed at the door and unable to move.

Master Wuxiang's cultivation level is too low and there are no clues at all.

But the old man could tell at a glance that the two of them were trapped by a terrifying evil spirit. Even if they moved a finger, they would be crushed to pieces by this evil spirit in an instant.

"Ancestor!"

"Meet the Patriarch!"

Daoyuan and Dao Ling looked at the old man with pleading eyes as if they had grasped the last straw.

"Little tricks!"

The old man snorted coldly, raised his hand and blew out a blast of wind, and the evil spirit dissipated. Daoyuan and Dao Ling regained their freedom, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ancestor, they..."

Before Daoyuan and the other two could speak, they were interrupted by the old man's wave. He turned to look at Xiao Chen with a calm smile on his face and said, "Do you recognize me?"

Xiao Chen pretended to look at the old man thoughtfully for a long time, shook his head and said, "Sorry, I really have no impression of dogs."

"How dare you! You kid with a yellow mouth, how dare you blaspheme my ancestor of the witch ghost clan..."

Before Master Wuxiang could finish his words, the old man raised his hand and slapped him, pulling him out more than two meters away. He stared at Xiao Chen fiercely and said, "Do you think that by killing Duan Jiuxiao, you will be able to live in the Dragon Kingdom?"

Are you being unruly?"

Xiao Chen chuckled and said: "The same thing was said by the person you beat out. I think you have seen his fate."

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm waiting for you not to be afraid of being hunted down by your Ghost Witch Sect in the future, but because of that page of the Hades Book."

"Hand over Scholar Ming, or die."

When the old man heard the word Mingshu, he was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly he threw his head back and laughed.

A junior who is at the pinnacle of foundation building actually threatens to die?

It's so ridiculous!

"Baby, who ordered you to speak arrogantly in front of me? Not to mention you, there are only a handful of people today who dare to talk to me like this."

"Don't say that the book of hell is not with me, even if it is in my hands, what can you do to me?"

As he spoke, the old man took a step forward and pointed the dark ancient sword in his hand forward. On the scabbard, the seven-point cold star suddenly lit up.

A ray of white light, like sword energy, shot out and went straight to Xiao Chen's chest.

"That's the Seven-Star Sword of Sword! Boy, don't get hit by his sword energy!"

Mei Tianxiong's voice suddenly came from Xiao Chen's sea of ​​consciousness.

Even without Mei Tianxiong's reminder, Xiao Chen was well aware of the power of the Seven Star Sword of Sangmen!

According to the records in Jiutian Mysterious Art, corresponding to ten ancient sacred weapons, there are also ten evil weapons in the world.

The Seven Star Sword of Sangmen is one of them.

Whether you are injured by this sword or hit by his sword energy, your soul will be damaged and your Tao foundation will be destroyed.

Even many Taoist evil cultivators who are about to die will take advantage of this characteristic of the Seven-Star Sword of Death to seize their bodies.

Therefore, a seemingly ordinary sword energy actually contains murderous intent!

"Purple Thunder Jue, broken!"

Xiao Chen raised his hand and produced a thunder hand seal.

The surrounding air suddenly gathered in the direction of Xiao Chen's finger, as if the oxygen in the entire Zen room had been sucked out.

Immediately afterwards, a ray of purple lightning appeared out of thin air and struck out towards the old man's sword energy.

"boom!"

As a loud noise came, cracks appeared on the walls of the entire Zen room.

Countless dust was blown up by the strong wind, forming a strong opposing airflow in the air and scattered in all directions. Even Daoyuan and Daoling, two masters of the Golden Core stage, could not help but tremble!

Where is the strength that we should have in the foundation building period?

Even masters at the Golden Core stage may not be able to control the divine thunder like arms and fingers like Xiao Chen.

"Um?"

The old man never expected that Xiao Chen would block his sword energy by raising his hand, and he frowned in surprise.
Chapter completed!