The dog's head and human body were sitting south, with a fierce look and a terrifying look.
"Kama Zuwu?"
Someone couldn't help but exclaim.
According to rumors, Kama Zuwu was a sacred dog, and turned into a human form. He created the Dog Witch Sect with one hand, and then the Dog Rong tribe. With one person's strength, not only created a great sect, but also reproduced a race.
It is also extremely rare among ancient sages.
This Dharma image has a dog's head and a human body, and its demeanor is very similar to the legendary Kama ancestral witch.
On the left and right of the throne, there are rows of stone men standing, which are different from the stone men outside the hall. The stone men here are the same as the Dharma image, and they are also dog-headed and human-body, which is taller than the stone men outside the hall.
In the hand of Dharma Xiang, he held a long bone blade, which was white and dull, and his spirituality had long been destroyed. However, the ancient inscriptions engraved on the bone blade still gave people an extremely mysterious feeling.
Hattori Sueto's eyes just swept the Dharma phase and landed on the bone blade without stopping. It was immediately fixed there, and his eyes were shining brightly. Anyone could tell that this was a thing.
A very ancient magic weapon. Although it seems that it has lost all its spirituality because it has existed too long, who can explain such a magic weapon clearly? Perhaps it can be re-invigorated by chance.
"Swoosh--"
The others were still looking around, Hattori Sushu had already taken action, his body shook and shot straight towards the Dharma.
"Let's wait!"
True Lord Xuanming immediately discovered his intention and shouted immediately, flipped his wrist and a thunder whip emerged.
If this bone blade is really an ancient magic weapon that was snatched into the hands of Hattori Sushu and stimulated amazing potential, wouldn’t everyone become very dangerous?
True Lord Xuanming has experienced many battles. He is very experienced and immediately prepared to fight.
Liu Zheng waved his hand and the top-grade magic weapon Vajra Carving he had just obtained also appeared. He stood side by side with Zhenjun Xuanming, with a grim expression. The three friends of Cangwu, Taoist Songquan and other monks were even more shocked and showed up.
Get the magic weapon and concentrate on your mind and be alert.
The Wuji women naturally stood beside Xiao Fan, and each showed off the top-level magic weapons they obtained and formed a defensive formation. Only Xiao Fan still stood with his hands and looked calm.
Hattori Sushu ignored everyone's alertness. He rolled his sleeves and took the bone blade into his hand. Then he flew down and stood more than ten feet away from everyone. He swept his cold eyes and laughed.
He said, "Why are you all here? I just think this bone blade is a bit special. Just take it to take a look, why are you so nervous?"
That's it. The huge spiritual pressure was released without hesitation and was ready for a battle.
Since he believed that this bone blade was extraordinary, he had the intention to take it for himself. As long as this bone blade, which is highly suspected to be in the hands of Kama's ancestor witch, is really a magic weapon left over from ancient times, Hattori Sushuo
Absolutely fight.
Master Rong Tian said nothing. He stood beside Hattori Sushu, slightly behind, and put on an ally.
Hattori turned his head and looked at him, feeling calm, and his expression immediately became a little relaxed.
Two late-stage Jindan monks joined forces to protect themselves even if they faced many enemies.
Xiao Fan said slowly: "Hatsuke Sect Master, this bone blade is a holy object dedicated to the stone hall. Perhaps it has any unexpected magical effects. Sect Master should not act rashly to avoid accidents."
"Is that so? Then try it. How can you know if there is any weirdness if it doesn't happen?"
Hattori glanced at him and said with a sneer, injecting spiritual power into the bone blade without hesitation.
Xiao Fan's eyes turned cold and he stopped talking. He flashed between his fingers and was ready to take action at any time.
There was no movement in the bone blade.
"Hey, it's a little interesting..."
Hattori Sushu raised his eyebrows slightly and said in surprise.
He had injected 30% of his mana, but the bone blade had not changed at all. However, it did not reject his mana, neither resisted nor rebounded, and quietly absorbed his mana.
Although Hattori Sushuo has not yet recovered to the state of Nascent Soul, his cultivation level at the peak of the late stage of the Golden Pill, just in terms of his magic power, is definitely the most powerful among all the people present.
Seeing that the Bone Blade was not moving, Hattori immediately increased the injection of mana.
Finally, the ancient runes engraved on the white and miserable bone blade began to shine with light blue light, like ghost fire in the dark night, giving people a gloomy feeling.
As soon as the bone blade changed, Hattori Shitto was greatly inspired and immediately raised the true essence of Dantian, and his thick magic power poured into the bone blade continuously. The light blue light also became blue, like flowers
The blue flame ignited on the bone blade.
Everyone's attention was on the bone blade, but no one noticed that there were rows of stone people standing in the hall, and a faint blue light flashed through the blue gray eyes, as if
Something hidden in the stone man's body was activated.
As soon as Hattori saw such an amazing change on the bone blade, he immediately began to converge and no longer injected force. The blue flame on the bone blade immediately became weak again, and he could not hold on.
It will be extinguished immediately.
This bone blade is really like a bottomless pit. Without the injection of force, it will "if you don't advance, you will retreat."
"Okay, I'll try it out and see what kind of baby you are!"
Hattori Sushu's curiosity was also aroused, and he kept saying.
Generally speaking, the more you need the magic weapon to activate, the more powerful it is. Hattori still understands this principle, and his heart becomes more and more angry.
If you really get a powerful ancient treasure, you can immediately avenge the revenge of the sword just now, so that the boy from the Wuji Sect can experience the power of the Demon Sword Sect.
"ah--"
Hattori Shoto shouted loudly, a fierce look flashed across his face, blue veins on his arms surged, a huge spiritual pressure soared into the sky, twelve percent of his magic power, and suddenly poured into the bone blade.
The peak monk in the late stage of the Golden Pill used his full strength, and his power was so great that it was really extraordinary.
Suddenly, the bone blade seemed to turn into a blue torch, and the blue flames rose about a meter high. Hattori Sushu's face became extremely ferocious, with a little pale, as if his magic power had been overdrawn.
huge.
With a "boom", the blue flames on the bone blade burst into pieces, turning into dozens of blue fireworks, flying in all directions, and landing on the heads of the stone men in the hall. A blue light flashed, and it was immediately
The stone man's head disappeared. The originally blue-gray eyes of the stone man suddenly turned blue and suddenly opened, shining with a strange blue light.
The stone man is alive!
Everyone couldn't help but be stunned.
At this moment, Hattori Sushu suddenly sensed an extremely dangerous aura that exploded behind him.
"not good……"
Hattori Sushuo screamed inwardly, but he had no time to dodge any action. He had to inject all the remaining magic power into his back, and a layer of black light shield appeared.
"Puff"!
The black light cover shattered inch by inch, and a fluffy claw easily slashed the shield that Hattori Suecuo temporarily condensed, and slammed on the back of the leader of the Demon Sword Sect without any obstacles.
"puff--"
A mouthful of blood spurted out quickly, Hattori relaxed his hands, and his whole body fell out, his face instantly becoming pale as paper.
“Huh?”
A low cry of surprise came from the mouth of Master Rong Tian, who was standing behind Hattori Sushu, and slowly retracted a fluffy claw, which seemed to be quite surprised by this. He thought that there was nothing in Hattori Sushu.
In the face of defense, he had a full blow to his full force, and could penetrate Hattori Sushuo's body with one blow, putting him to death.
Unexpectedly, Hattori Sushu's physical strength was far beyond his expectations. He was not caught and vomited blood after being injured.
It seems that I have underestimated the life-saving magical powers of these thousand-year-old monsters. Without any real ability, how could I stand out from among the thousands of low-level monks and advance to the Nascent Soul monk? And also advanced to the Nascent Soul
Medium term.
However, even if this claw did not take his life, it would be enough for him to suffer, and it would definitely hurt his vitality.
This time, everyone was shocked again, and their eyes were taken back from the strange stone men, and fell on the face of Master Rong Tian. As a result, they were even more shocked.
Tongue, don't know why.
At this time, Master Rong Tian was no longer the image of an old man he had before. On his cheeks, long white fluffs were erected one by one, like steel needles, with a long nose, pointed ears, and covered with fluffs.
The two palms turned into sharp claws.
It is actually quite similar to the ancestor witch Dharma worshipped on the stone platform.
At this moment, he grabbed the bone blade with one hand and held a blood-red token in the other hand. It was the top-grade magic weapon he had assigned in the weapon refining hall not long ago. He kept looking at the bone blade with a look of joy on his face.
"What kind of monster are you?"
Hattori Shitou flew out six or seven feet, and staggered several times in succession. He finally stood firm and spurted out another mouthful of blood. He turned around and stared at Master Rong Tian, with anger in his eyes.
Rufen shouted fiercely.
With a "swish", I pulled out the long sword from my waist and protected it in front of my chest.
"monster?"
Master Rong Tian glanced at him and laughed loudly. His laughter became extremely strange, and it turned out to be similar to the howling of an animal.
"Hahaha, Master Hattori, you are still an old monster a thousand years ago. That's just that? Can't you see that this is my body?"
"Are you not a human?"
"Human? It depends on how you recognize it. At least I think I am a human. Of course, after being combined with the ancient holy beasts of this religion, I can no longer be considered a pure human. But what does that matter? I am now
Isn’t it much stronger than before? Besides, what you need to care about now is definitely not my identity, but your own lives!”
As he said that, Master Rong Tian laughed wildly again, sounding so confident that everything seemed to be under his control. (To be continued...)