The Morning Light Shuttle needs to absorb enough star power to burst out the power of one star, and its own material cannot support it to carry the power of one star all the time.
But this sickle is a magic weapon made of a strange material, and its power is entirely its own power. The power emanates, making the idol tremble and retreat.
Poof, there was a soft sound, and the sickle directly cut out a flowing blade. It came in a flash and cut a deep wound on the golden elephant's body, and golden blood flowed out.
"So strong!" Wang Yingxuan praised, and as soon as his mind moved, a real dragon immediately flew over and became entwined with the divine elephant. Their auras suddenly changed dramatically.
Boom! The breath rises straight up, and the fluctuations of power are scattered in all directions, which is not inferior to the sickle magic weapon at all.
"Ouch" "Yin"
After the dragon-elephant merges, he immediately fights according to the practice methods of the Divine Elephant True Dragon Kung Fu, unleashing his power and fighting with this sickle.
The sickle whined, but it was fighting with the dragon and the elephant, not falling behind.
"Well, that's right. In this kind of battle, the improvement in strength is very obvious. Calculated according to the measurement unit of the previous life, the increase in strength per minute is about a hundred kilograms!"
The battle lasted for a day. As the battle progressed, Wang Yingxuan's side actually fell into a disadvantage.
Three men in black robes with strange auras completely suppressed a real dragon and bombarded him with bruises all over his body. The black sickle was also able to resist the dragon and the elephant without defeat.
"It's time to take a rest, but I must keep this sickle magic weapon." Wang Yingxuan thought in his heart, and immediately, the real dragons and elephants flew back and fell into his body.
"boom!"
The aura on his body completely exploded, and a sense of terror descended on the bottom of the abyss, as if the gravity of the earth had increased tenfold. Countless low-level black-robed monks watching the battle all fell to the ground.
The three black-robed monks who fought against the real dragon also screamed in terror and fled into the distance.
The sickle made no sound, and with a slight stroke, a dark passage appeared silently. The place where this passage was connected was a small world floating in the void.
Such a small world can only be found if a connection is established, and the sickle wants to escape into it and hide.
But it was too late for him to escape. Wang Yingxuan's eyes fell on him.
"Bang!" Wang Yingxuan pressed his palm towards him, and immediately, the small world was directly run over by a powerful force, and with a bang, it turned into chaos.
A force that suppressed the universe came, and the whole world stopped. The black sickle moved, and the blade opened a long crack in the void, which led to an unknown place.
A white palm suddenly stretched out and grabbed the blade of the sickle. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not break free.
"Submit to me, or be destroyed by me." Wang Yingxuan said. Sickle was silent for a moment. A spiritual thought rolled towards Wang Yingxuan's body. This divine thought swept over like water, and then withdrew. Sickle said: "Submit to someone like you
It is my honor to have such a powerful monk."
Wang Yingxuan was satisfied and felt that the scythe in his hand had completely let go of resistance. This allowed his spiritual thoughts to follow the veins of the scythe and enter the core, leaving his mark in the core of the scythe. Immediately, a lot of information came from the scythe.
Feedback came back.
"It turns out to be a magic weapon of creation." Wang Yingxuan was slightly surprised. The level of the magic weapon of creation is the same as that of a free-spirited monk. Each magic weapon of creation has its own spirituality.
"This sickle, called Death's Call, was sacrificed by Zhou Huai'an, a powerful monk in the realm of freedom, with the power of faith. Zhou Huai'an had a great reputation a long time ago, and many monks even believed in him and called him
God of Death. But 50,000 years ago, Zhou Huai'an had a life-and-death battle with his powerful enemy. With no hope of victory, he used his belief in the Burning Clan to forge a magic weapon of creation. This magic weapon is immortal, and neither will the Burning Clan.
die."
"The refining of the magic weapon of creation requires the power of faith. But if you surrender to the call of the God of Death, doesn't it mean you have been destroyed?"
Wang Yingxuan turned away from this thought and found that the black-robed monks lying on the ground around him melted silently one by one. Even the three black-robed men who could suppress the real dragon together disappeared in front of him.
"These people are the Burn tribe?" Wang Yingxuan was a little surprised. He didn't expect to meet them not long after he heard about this tribe. "Master, can your subordinates ask you something?" At this time, the black sickle spoke.
"What happened?" "Master, although the souls of these people have dissipated, the power of faith still remains in the air. Please allow me to absorb these ownerless power of faith."
"Go ahead."
"Thank you, Master." The black sickle shouted excitedly, flew out of Wang Yingxuan's hand, and landed in the air.
Wuwuwu——
A crying cry immediately sounded in the air, and some transparent things formed a vortex with the sickle as the center, quickly integrating into the sickle. This change continued for more than half an hour, and the entire bottom of the abyss
It finally became quiet. The black sickle flickered and flew in front of Wang Yingxuan again.
"What's the use of absorbing the power of faith?" Wang Yingxuan asked.
"Master, for our magic weapon of creation, the power of faith can be the best nourishment to enhance one's own strength. Although these powers of faith were stored in my body before, I could not absorb them. But now, master, you have obliterated the God of Death.
The marks left behind and the power of faith have become ownerless things. After I devour them, I can use them to enhance my own power."
"Your strength has not improved at all." Wang Yingxuan sensed it and said.
"Master, I have absorbed the power of faith and need to slowly refine it into my body before I can improve. This takes a long time. It will take about ten years to completely refine it. By then, my strength will be improved by one level.
Make it or so." Black Sickle said excitedly.
"Oh, if you continue to absorb the power of faith, will your strength continue to increase?"
"I don't know this either."
"Just now, what happened to the small world you opened through the void for the first time?"
"That is a small world discovered by the Burn tribe who believe in my former master. The people in that world are all developed into believers of my former master. I can temporarily gather my strength and hide in it for a period of time."
Wang Yingxuan nodded, said nothing more, and continued to rush to the next place.
Sinking sand river. Goose feathers are not floating, and there are more powerful monks who feed on the passing monks. A real dragon rushes into the bottom of the river, tumbling unsteadily. After a moment, two real dragons fly out from the bottom of the river, followed by a fierce and big monk.
Jumping out, a phantom of a divine elephant appeared on his body. He was actually practicing the Divine Elephant True Dragon Skill. This man turned out to be a monk of the Dragon Elephant Sect. He was hiding here and absorbing the monks' essence and blood to increase his strength.
However, this is the original version of the Divine Elephant True Dragon Skill, and its power is far inferior to that practiced by Wang Yingxuan. He just released a true dragon, and he was evenly matched with this person.
"Don't be idle, practice with my other True Dragon Elephant." Wang Yingxuan said to the black sickle. Immediately the black sickle flew away, exuding a terrifying aura. The Dragon Elephant Sect monk was stunned.
At this time, a dragon and an elephant appeared and fought with the sickle.
While fighting, the monk shouted: "I don't know which elder of the sect has arrived. The second generation disciple of Longxiang Sect, Zhu Qiangqiang, has come to greet me." However, no one responded to him. It was not until Wang Yingxuan left that the monk who claimed to be Zhu Qiangang suddenly
He knelt down and kowtowed, and then left Chenshajiang.
"It's strange, this time we fought for a day and a night. Why is the improvement not as good as last time." Wang Yingxuan was a little strange. The battle between Longxiang and Sickle did not break the bank, but the improvement effect was very weak, compared to the last battle.
It can increase one hundred kilograms of strength per minute. This day and night battle only increased a few tons at the beginning, but then completely lost its effect.
"Do I have to keep changing opponents to improve? Doesn't this force me to constantly find different opponents to fight? If so, this technique is too torture. However, it is said that the changes produced by the techniques practiced by powerful people,
They all have something to do with Da Neng’s promotion path. Could it be that Ji’s promotion path is the process of fighting different opponents?”
Wang Yingxuan was thinking casually while flying. After all, he was born as a casual cultivator, and many things about his cultivation were confirmed by guesswork and soul searching.
Swallowing Heaven Mountain. The three great dragons claimed to be invincible existences in the realm of freedom. Although they boasted, the power of each of them exceeded the power of a true dragon. On this day, two true dragons and a divine elephant suddenly arrived.
, and had a confused battle with them. The fight was hard to distinguish, and it lasted for three days and three nights, before the two dragons and the elephant withdrew.
The three dragons in the Tiantian Mountain were also very warlike and excited. However, after just one day of rest, the two dragons and the elephant appeared again to invite a fight. After more than ten rounds in a row, the injuries of the three dragons in the Tiantian Mountain continued to worsen, and they finally became disheartened.
He escaped and no longer dared to claim to be invincible in his own state.
…
According to the introduction of the Black Evil Sect Master, Wang Yingxuan stepped forward to challenge one by one. Fighting again and again, the practice of the Divine Elephant True Dragon Kung Fu progressed rapidly, and his body once again gained the power of half an elephant. At this time, Wang Yingxuan returned to the Black Evil Sect again.
Sha Zong.
The leader of the Black Evil Sect is well aware of what is happening around him. Wang Yingxuan directly swept through all the powerful forces, which made his evaluation a little higher. "I have met the seniors." This time, Ma Qiao arrived outside the sect in advance.
Welcome Wang Yingxuan. "I heard you said that black evil and white evil are one of the nine ultimate earth evils. Do you know where the other seven earth evils are?" Wang Yingxuan asked directly.
"Senior, I don't know if there is a sect with Free Realm monks in charge, do you dare to go?" the Black Evil Sect Master asked cautiously.
"Oh, tell me, what kind of sect is it?"
The leader of the Black Evil Sect smiled and said: "Senior, in fact, the ancestor of the Black Evil Sect was originally a descendant of the Nine Evil Sect. When he failed to compete for the position of the Nine Evil Sect's leader, he founded the Black and White Sect out of anger. The Black and White Sect was later divided into the Black Evil Sect.
Zonghe Baisha Sect. The three-yinji evil technique we practice is a technique passed down from the nine-sha sect. In the nine-sha sect, there are not only the three-yinji evil technique, but also the nine-yin earth evil technique, which can absorb nine kinds of earth evil spirits at the same time.
Cultivation with strength.”
"The Jiu Sha Sect not only has the Nine Yin Earth Evil Technique, but also has a magic weapon of creation, the Nine Yin Spirit Platform, which can draw the Nine Evils from the heaven and earth by itself, forming the Nine Yin Earth Evil Water. By practicing in this water, you can completely condense the body of the Earth Evil. You can swim freely in the earth." To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
