The evil god Qin Fei has always suspected that he has this ability, but he has never admitted it because he is not completely sure of it. But after this incident, he is basically sure of it. He really has the ability to devour others.
Ability, this is a unique talent.
In fact, Qin Fei can feel that his body is very different from that of ordinary people. This can be seen from the blood he swallowed from the masters of the Shura Palace. The blood he swallowed from the masters of the Shura Palace was infected and became a master of the Shura Palace.
, but ordinary people swallowed the blood of Shura Palace masters as if nothing happened and were not infected, which is enough to explain the problem.
"Master, is this true? Can you really rely on sucking blood to gain devouring power? It's incredible!" The ancient ferocious beast One-legged Kui Niu was completely stunned when he heard what the evil god Qin Fei said.
Realizing this, I was extremely surprised.
"It's nothing to make a fuss about. I had this ability three years ago, but I just never said it. Okay, One-legged Kui Niu, let's go and kill some masters. I feel like it's very fast to practice like this. Huh, again
Three years have passed, and if I see Qin Lang again, I will cut him into pieces!" A sharp light flashed in his purple eyes, and Evil God Qin Fei said violently.
When he finished speaking, he glanced at the one-legged Kui Niu, jumped up, and the man and the beast disappeared.
Since the first battle that year, he realized that there are endless masters from Tianyang Continent, and there are even people who are no weaker than himself waiting for him. Ao Xingtian, the master of Shura Palace, has realized the danger and has a strong sense of crisis, so he wants to return to Shura Palace.
Conquer the Shura Realm's most precious treasure, the Po Yuan Sickle.
In the past three years, Ao Xingtian has been concentrating on confessing his master by dripping blood. What makes him very helpless is that Po Yuan Sickle is unruly. Even if it is sealed, it is not easy to confess the master by dripping blood. At least these three
Over the years, Ao Xingtian tried tens of thousands of times without success.
Even so, Ao Xingtian did not give up. He knew that only by conquering this treasure of the Shura world could he pose a threat to masters of the level of the Witch Emperor Tian Yan of the Witch Clan in the southern border of the Tianyang Continent. Tian Yan was too powerful.
More than ten thousand failures made Ao Xingtian extremely disappointed, but he was extremely patient and kept repeating simple and monotonous actions. Finally, after Ao Xingtian tried for nearly two years, his essence and blood
He finally integrated into the Po Yuan Scythe, which made his face look overjoyed, as if he had seen hope.
"Successful, the essence and blood have been fused!" He was ecstatic, and the usually calm Ao Xingtian was moved when he saw the deathly Po Yuan Sickle reacting. This is hope, the hope of the entire Shura world.
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Once upon a time, Ao Xingtian was so arrogant that he did not take the Tianyang Continent into consideration, thinking that it was just an ant-like existence. With a wave of his hand, wherever the sword pointed, the land was full of barren land and corpses were everywhere; however, he actually came to the Tianyang Continent.
Hou Ao Xingtian gradually realized the fact that the ant-like humans in Tianyang Continent were far stronger than imagined. They were also experts in large numbers, and they ignored life and death. No one chose to give in when facing Shura Palace's almost violent attack. On the contrary,
They all risked their lives and worked together to drive Shura Palace out, which shocked Ao Xingtian.
However, all this changed when the Po Yuan Sickle, the most precious treasure in the Shura world, was recognized as its owner by dripping blood. Ao Xingtian had enough reasons to believe that when the Po Yuan Sickle was conquered, the situation on the entire battlefield would be drastically reversed. He had absolute
His confidence swept across the entire Tianyang Continent.
Of course, identifying the owner of Po Yuan Sickle with blood is only the first step. Relatively speaking, this step is the simplest. The next step is how to remove the seal of Po Yuan Sickle. The most important thing is, because Ao Xingtian doesn’t know what to do from
He searched everywhere for the blood of the Xuanhuang Immortal Body and the Earthly Yin Divine Body. To him, these two kinds of blood were illusory existences.
Even so, the road is walked step by step. Only when the first step is taken well can we consider how to take the other steps.
So Ao Xingtian spent nearly a year refining the Yuan-Breaking Sickle. Compared with ordinary artifacts, the Yuan-Breaking Sickle was extremely difficult to refine. This is why it took him nearly a year to refine the Yuan-Breaking Sickle.
reasons.
But at least the Po Yuan Scythe did not disappoint him. He spent a year refining it with all his heart. When Ao Xingtian sat cross-legged in the Blood Sea Jedi and opened his eyes, the remnant light of the sickle flashed in his pupils.
Obviously, Ao Xingtian has completely refined the Po Yuan Scythe.
"It's been three years, and I finally refined the Yuan-Breaking Scythe." Standing up on his own, Ao Xingtian exuded a world-beating aura, and then he stretched out his hand, and suddenly the Yuan-Breaking Scythe was filled with the power of death.
It immediately flew docilely into his hand and was controlled by Ao Xingtian.
Holding the Po Yuan Sickle tightly, although the Po Yuan Sickle was imprisoned, Ao Xingtian still felt the aura of annihilation from it. The forcibly suppressed energy had the ability to destroy the world, so that Ao Xingtian felt that
He was shocked when he exerted his strength, and his eyes showed an extremely shocked look.
"You are worthy of being the most precious treasure in the Shura world. From now on, you will conquer the world with me!" He gently caressed the body of Po Yuan Sickle as tenderly as water. Ao Xingtian looked like he was caressing a beloved woman, his eyes were extremely gentle.
After wiping it off, Ao Xingtian jumped up and left the Blood Sea Jedi where he had stayed for three years. In his opinion, it was time to leave here.
In the three years since Ao Xingtian returned to the Shura Realm, the entire Tianyang Continent has been relatively peaceful. Because of the suppression of Tiandi Sect, Tianming and other elders did not dare to mess around. After all, their losses were not small, and the massacre was blocked.
, and the tenth elder Xie Yang died at the hands of the sweeping monk, which made them dare not attack wantonly, and could only wait for Ao Xingtian to return with the treasure of the Shura world.
Of course, the power of Shura Palace cannot be ignored. They do not provoke the major sects in Tianyang Continent, and the masters of various major sects do not dare to provoke them. No one dares to compete with them alone, not even the Tiandi Sect.
Dare to wipe it lightly, after all, the strength of Shura Palace is too terrifying.
Relatively speaking, the masters of Shura Palace still focus on cultivation and are trying their best to improve their strength. After all, they have devoured human blood essence and blood since they came to Tianyang Continent.
On this day, when all the masters of Shura Hall were practicing, a powerful aura quietly came to the temporary residence of Shura Hall. When they felt this powerful aura, Tianming, Shadow, Wu Jue, Yaoyue,
Hong Ling, Liu Sha, Jiu Feng, Gu Xue and Luan Feng, all the nine elders of the Shura Hall, all had their eyes gleaming, and their blood, which had been silent for a long time, began to boil again.
They felt that the aura of the Lord of the Shura Hall, Ao Xingtian, appeared, which meant that he most likely conquered the Shura Realm's most precious treasure, the Po Yuan Scythe, and returned to the Tianyang Continent.
"Greetings to the Palace Master!" In the main hall, when Tian Ming and his group of nine people came here with great interest, Ao Xingtian was already sitting on him, with a calm smile on his face, calm and composed.
He glanced at Tianming and others calmly. When he realized that there was one person missing, Ao Xingtian asked slightly in surprise: "Xie Yang? Why didn't he come?"
"He...is dead!" Tianming's face tightened. Tianming didn't expect that this would be Ao Xingtian's first words after returning, which made him a little nervous.
"Dead? With his strength, there are not many people in Tianyang Continent who can do anything to defeat him. Who killed him?" Ao Xingtian had an ugly look on his face, his eyes were fierce, and he asked relentlessly.
stand up.
"This man is a disgraced old monk who came out of Putuo Temple. Three years ago, our ten elders divided into nine forces to attack the major sects in Tianyang Continent. Originally, I was planning to stay and guard, but Putuo Temple is far away.
Recently, I went with Xie Yang, but I didn't expect that the old monk was so powerful that he almost killed Xie Yang in an instant... I used my clones to besiege him, but he kept suppressing me, and his strength was unfathomable.
I can feel that his strength is far more powerful than mine. I never thought that Putuo Temple has such a powerful person. In that battle, in addition to losing Xie Yang, we also had more than 70 brothers from Shura Temple.
I died on the spot." After a long sigh, Tianming sighed, it seemed that everything that happened back then was still vivid in his mind, and now I still feel scared when I think about it. The old monk who swept the floor was really awesome.
"What? Kill Xie Yang instantly? Is there such a powerful master in Putuo Temple?" Originally Ao Xingtian didn't care much about Xie Yang's death. If there is killing, there will be casualties. This is easy to understand.
But what he didn't expect was that Xie Yang was actually killed instantly. Asking himself, Ao Xingtian didn't dare to say that he had the strength to kill Xie Yang instantly. From this, one can imagine how powerful the sweeping monk must be.
Horrible, absolutely shocking to the world.
Nodding solemnly, Tianming said with a solemn expression: "Palace Master, what I said is true. The sweeping monk is so powerful. I have never seen such a powerful master."
"It seems that the Tianyang Continent is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. I originally thought that with the strength of our Shura Palace, we could easily sweep the world, but I didn't expect that the Tianyang Continent would give us so many surprises. If I have the chance, I really want to see the sweeper.
The strength of the divine monk." He was eager to try, Ao Xingtian's eyes were shining brightly, a master with strength of his level longed for masters of the same level, only in this way he would not be lonely.
"Palace Master, three years have passed. Have you ever subdued the Po Yuan Scythe, the most precious treasure of our Shura world?" The person who spoke was Yaoyue, the fourth elder of Shura Palace. She looked at Ao Xingtian expectantly.
This is a glimmer of hope for her and the masters of the entire Shura Palace. If Ao Xingtian conquers the Po Yuan Scythe, it will mean too much for the entire Shura Palace, and they will be able to attack unscrupulously.
When Yaoyue said this, the remaining eight elders all stared at Ao Xingtian, looking forward to it.
Smiling proudly, Ao Xingtian did not speak, but stretched out his hand and took out a sickle that exuded the aura of death, and said calmly: "This is the supreme treasure of our Asura world, the Yuan-breaking sickle."