Chapter 53 Blood Sacrifice, Asking the Remnant Soul of the Immortal
"Seven Emotions Absolute Sword? How...how is it possible!"
Xie Jitian's pupils shrank and he exclaimed in disbelief.
If it were before, he might not know it, but when he came, he already understood clearly. He also knew something about the Seven Emotions Absolute Sword, one of the unique skills controlled by the Seven Emotions Demon Lord. Besides the Seven Emotions Absolute Sword, who else could
A sword brought out the anger in his heart?
Xie Jitian never expected that the inheritance he had not yet obtained would be obtained by Wang Buwen, an ant first?
The pain of Wang Buwen being the first to arrive and burning himself in anger shrouded Xiejitian boundlessly, causing his face to become distorted and he could not stop screaming.
He had been seriously injured by the Divine Martial Sky Shattering Talisman Array and many talismans, but then was struck by Wang Buwen's sword that contained extreme anger, and his whole body was completely exhausted.
But he is still not dead. Even if he is burned by boundless anger, his vitality is still strong.
A strong man at the level of the ancient emperor can destroy everything with just a single move. He has enjoyed a lifespan of ten thousand years and is extremely difficult to kill. Wang Buwen can use his cultivation at the peak of becoming a saint to seriously injure Xiejitian. If word spreads,
, enough to shock the world.
"A sword of sorrow!"
"A sword of mourning...!"
Seeing this, Wang Buwen curled up his lips and directly regarded Xiejitian as his sword training stone. He waved the demon-suppressing sword in his hand one after another. The invisible sword light came in an instant and fell on Xiejitian.
Seeing this scene, Xue Ningyu beside her was dumbfounded. Looking at the world, who could use a powerful ancient emperor as a test stone?
"As expected of my mother's man!"
Xue Ningyu was secretly happy in her heart, but the next moment she reacted, her pretty face turned red, and she cursed secretly: "Bah, Xue Ningyu, Xue Ningyu, you are still shameless!"
"You have lost your virginity, so you must hold on to your heart and not take advantage of this bastard."
Xue Ningyu murmured secretly, but she was somewhat deceiving herself.
"Boom!"
Xie Jitian, who was hit by Wang Buwen one after another, was in great pain. He didn't care about the dignity of the ancient emperor. He curled up into a ball and rolled on the ground. Emotions such as anger, sadness, sadness, etc. were aroused one after another.
Like being burned by endless fire, the level of pain is far beyond what a single anger can match.
At this moment, Xie Ji naively felt the crisis of death. He never imagined that one day he would be pushed to this level by an ant who was only at the peak of becoming a saint?
Burned by these emotions, his vitality gradually dissipated, and the power in his body was burned to nothing.
Xiejitian stared at Wang Buwen, his eyes filled with unwillingness and infinite murderous intent. That is to say, Xiejitian at this moment could not kill people with his eyes, otherwise Wang Buwen would have died a thousand times.
I'm back.
Facing Xie Jitian's gaze, Wang Buwen was not afraid at all, and looked at him with endless murderous intent in his eyes.
If he dares to touch Xue Ningyu, even if he is a god in the sky, he will try his best to make the other party pay the price!
"This sword will kill you!"
Wang Buwen raised the demon-suppressing sword in his hand and shouted coldly.
In an instant, the power in his body surged out crazily, converging into the Demon Suppressing Sword in his hand, causing the Demon Suppressing Sword to emit bursts of sword chanting sounds, and a bright cold light bloomed from the Demon Suppressing Sword.
Like a fierce sword intent that was about to pierce the heaven and earth, it spurted out from Wang Buwen's body.
This sword was almost the strongest sword in Wang Buwen's history. It gathered all his strength and the mysteries of his sword that reached the level of a great master of swordsmanship.
The fourth of the six moves of destroying the path, domination of the sky!
"boom!"
As Wang Buwen slashed down with his sword, the terrifying sword light cut through the sky like a rainbow and came in an instant.
The terrifying sword intent and blade shook the void around Xiejitian and shattered everything. The domineering power of this sword was rare in the world!
"Pfft!"
Although Xie Jitian reacted in time, his broken body was unable to stop him. He was directly struck by the sword. A ferocious and terrifying sword mark appeared on his chest, and blood gushed out like a fountain, which was already exhausted.
Deng's withered body couldn't bear it at all.
However, what made Wang Buwen a little uneasy was that under such circumstances, Xie Jitian actually laughed.
"I traveled all over the world, but in the end, I fell into the hands of an ant like you!"
"Even if I die, I still want Lar and others to support me."
This weak sound resounded in the center of the entire ruins. The next moment, Xiejitian raised his hand with difficulty and shouted in a cold voice: "With my blood, my body, and my soul, I sacrifice to the devil and ask the devil to
, exterminate this person!”
"boom!"
As Xie Jitian finished speaking, his entire body exploded instantly, turning into a cloud of blood mist that spread toward the giant sword on the altar. After a while, he was completely submerged in the giant sword.
"Buzz!"
The entire giant sword trembled instantly, and lines one after another appeared from the huge sword body, glowing with a faint dark red light, as if blood was flowing in it.
Xie Jitian's movements were so fast that Wang Buwen and the others tried to stop him, but it was already too late.
Wang Buwen and Xue Ningyu stood side by side, their whole bodies tense, and the power in their bodies was constantly surging. At this moment, strong uneasiness surged uncontrollably in their hearts, as if some terrible existence was about to appear, and even their souls were trembling.
.
"Boom!"
Under the gazes of Wang Buwen and the two men, the giant sword trembled more and more violently, and the lines on the sword became more and more brilliant. Then, an extremely terrifying pressure erupted from the giant sword,
The whole world is completely enveloped in it.
"boom……!"
Under this coercion, the surrounding stone pillars couldn't bear it anymore and burst into pieces. Wang Buwen and the two of them felt as if they were being suppressed by ancient giant mountains, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.
Both Wang Buwen and Xue Ningyu were bent down by the force, cold sweat dripped from their foreheads, and their faces turned pale.
"Ask...Ask about the Immortal Power?!"
Wang Buwen exclaimed with a trembling voice. He never expected that Xiejitian would be so ruthless, using himself as the object of blood sacrifice and sacrificing a wisp of the remaining soul left by the Seven Jue Demon Lord here.
It's just a wisp of remnant soul. The remnant soul that has existed for an unknown number of years has the power of Wenxian. It's hard to imagine how terrifying the Seven Jue Demon Lord must have been back then.
"No, I can't let my senior sister die here."
Wang Buwen gritted his teeth and said firmly in his heart.
Even if he uses all his means to injure a Wenxian-level being, it is impossible for him to be injured, even if Xue Ningyu is added to the mix!
While Wang Buyen was pondering to himself, Xue Ningyu beside him was also pondering.
She glanced at Wang Buwen beside her, with endless reluctance and sadness in her eyes.
"Junior brother, no matter what, I will not let anything happen to you!"
"It's just that if I forget you in the future, don't be afraid. You must chase me back!"