Chapter 675 The real body of Panwu, become the ruler of heaven and earth!
At this time, Ye Wudao was already standing on the pile of golden stones, using his soul to sense and investigate.
At first, I didn't feel anything strange, but after a stick of incense, suddenly, a black mist floated out on the surface of the golden stone. This black mist was very strange and dark, even with a terrifying death.
breath.
Seeing this, Ye Wudao and Long Ling both changed their faces. Ye Wudao was better. After all, he had a body of death and a body of ghosts, and he did not reject this kind of dark aura of death.
But Long Ling covered her mouth and nose and retreated again and again, and shouted that Ye Wudao would leave quickly. The black fog was very dangerous.
Ye Wudao nodded, immediately retreated from the stone mountain, and stood below and watched.
This situation must be wrong and may even be dangerous.
Dongdongdongdongdongdong!
Suddenly, the entire golden stone mountain trembled violently, and every stone was shaking. The black fog became more and more intense, constantly spreading, making people feel very uncomfortable and nervous, no one was allowed to do it.
Know what will happen next.
Ye Wudao frowned and stared at the abnormal movement in front of him. Although he knew that there might be danger inside, he seemed to have an idea in his heart, constantly telling him to stay.
Ye Wudao did not leave, so Long Ling naturally would not leave. The Qinglong Taoist Palace has already appeared and takes action at any time.
boom!
At this moment, with a sound of explosion, the golden stones were shot out, and they instantly melted in the air, and the golden stones disappeared, revealing the things in the center.
It was a black iron rod-like thing, very short, inserted into the pit of the stone, emitting a very strange black fog, full of rich aura of death and killing, or aura of destruction.
Huh, suddenly, a terrifying black mist swept in an instant, instantly wrapping Ye Wudao and Long Ling.
The breath of death and destruction instantly invaded the body, making people fall into an ice cellar. The dragon spirit struggled and then fell into a coma.
"Little Ling!"
Seeing this, Ye Wudao looked worried. He felt that the dragon spirit was not only unconscious, but the black fog was actually devouring her life force, making her weaker and weaker.
He must break free from these black fogs as soon as possible and save the dragon spirit.
boom!
At this moment, Ye Wudao activated the Panwu Divine Art, and instantly dispelled the black fog from his body with his divine power, unblocking the black fog.
Then the figure flashed and immediately came to Long Ling, and used his divine power to drive away the black fog, carried it aside, and gently put it down.
The dragon spirit, which has the bloodline of the blue dragon and the body of the blue dragon, has a very powerful life aura, and the black fog has a short attack time, so she is not seriously injured.
Ye Wudao felt that the thing that released the black fog was not simple, and he wanted to explore it clearly.
A figure flashed and came to the stick-like thing, and seemed to be stimulated by Ye Wudao's divine power. The stick-like thing actually trembled violently, and at the same time released a large amount of black mist, wrapping Ye Wu.
road.
"Pan Wu's true body!"
Ye Wudao's divine power comes from the Panwu God Art. He is upright and domineering, but this black fog is death and destruction, and is just restrained by the Panwu God Art.
Behind him, a phantom of a man who released infinite golden light rose up from the ground, instantly suppressing the black fog.
At this time, when he approached, he realized that this black stick was not an iron stick, but looked more like the hilt of a sword.
The hilt of the sword was wrapped in thick black fog, and it was hard to see clearly on the surface, but Ye Wudao repeatedly confirmed that it was the hilt of a sword.
Obviously, this is the hilt part of a sword.
The hilt of a sword has such a terrible aura of death and destruction. Even the dragon spirit in the first level of the Taoist Palace realm has no power to resist. It can be seen that if it is the full peak moment of this sword, it should
How terrifying it is.
It seems that this golden stone statue is guarding the black sword hilt.
Ye Wudao was originally a sword cultivator, and he had entered the realm of the Sword Emperor. His understanding and breakthrough in this period had reached the late stage of the Sword Emperor.
Similarly, the Eternal Sword Body has reached the seventh level of God Transformation Realm.
Over the past period of time, most of his time has been spent breaking through his cultivation and practicing martial arts and martial arts.
But these martial arts are not swordsmanship.
Of course, Ye Wudao did not practice randomly, but felt that there was a bottleneck in the path of swordsmanship.
So, he tried to practice the Divine Martial Fist and the Bull Demon God Eye. At the same time, he integrated his sword skills and sword skills into the Divine Martial Fist and the Bull Demon God Eye.
I hope to embark on a unique and powerful sword path, not just limited to swords and sword techniques.
Of course, he did get many different insights and feel that he did not take the wrong path.
But it is still far away to go further.
When Ye Wudao saw the black sword hilt, he was a little excited. He knew that the hilt of the sword was extraordinary. He thought, if he could get the hilt of the sword, he might be able to help him go further and walk out of a unique powerful sword path.
road.
The next moment, his eyes turned black at some point, and confusion and obsession appeared in his eyes.
He slowly walked towards the black hilt, and even reached out to grab it.
And in front of Ye Wudao's eyes, another scene appeared, which was a darkness. A beam of light fell from the darkness, and in the beam of light, there was only a black long sword emitting a strong black fog.
The sword is two and a half fingers wide and one meter long. It has no patterns on it. It is pitch black all over, and it is the ultimate blackness.
After watching for a long time, it makes people feel like they are falling into the abyss, unable to extricate themselves, and even makes people unable to help but feel infinite despair and want to end it.
Ye Wudao was like a walking corpse, gradually walking towards the sword. At the same time, a sound kept coming from the sword.
The voice was cold and hoarse, and said, "Young man, come on, hold this sword of destruction, and you will become the god of killing and destruction, and this world will be washed by you, and you will become the master of the whole world,
Become the master of heaven and earth!”
"Come on, come and hold this sword, become its master, come and come..."
Finally, Ye Wudao came to the sword, slowly raised his hand, and grabbed the sword.
Even endless black mist wrapped around Ye Wudao's hands, and black lines continued to spread along his arms.
At this moment, Ye Wudao's eyes were extremely dark.
In the outside world, Ye Wudao was like a walking corpse, and had already arrived before the hilt of the sword, and the hilt had floated up and flew into the air in front of him.
Ye Wudao stretched out his hand and grabbed him.
Huh!
A whistling sound came from the surroundings, and endless black mist was released from the hilt of the sword and spread to the entire cave. The light of the entire cave disappeared instantly and became pitch black, with only the hilt of the sword, and there was still the afterglow.
In the darkness, a rattle sound sounded, and a sharp and terrifying howling sound of ghosts and wolves came out.
Everything is too weird and makes your scalp numb.
The aura of death and killing suddenly rose to its peak.
Even the divine light of the true body of Panwu behind Ye Wudao was suppressed.
The dragon spirit in a coma in the distance was surrounded by black fog and floated up. The vitality in her body was constantly swallowed by black fog. Her eyebrows were frowning, and she unconsciously moaned painfully.
At this time, Ye Wudao stretched out his hands and grabbed the black hilt of the sword in front of him.
Just as his hands were about to grab the hilt of the sword, a sword light suddenly fell from the sky, cutting off the black mist connecting Ye Wudao's hands with a bang.
"Xiao Wudao, be more aware of me!"
A shout sounded, and at the same time, a red shadow fell from the sky, and used the Ten Thousand Sword Technique, and sword lights slashed down, cutting all the surrounding black fog.
At this time, Ye Wudao also felt like he was hit hard and woke up from a daze. Seeing the scene in front of him and the black sword hilt that was close at hand, he was immediately scared and sweated. Although he didn't know what had happened before,
But he could feel that once he really grasped the black hilt, something terrible would definitely happen.
At this time, he saw that Sister Ling had appeared from the Ancient Sword Prison on his own initiative, and a terrifying sword light burst out from his long sword, forcing the black fog to not dare to invade.
A figure flashed, Ye Wudao came to Lingge's side and asked nervously: "Sister Ling, what is the hilt of this sword?"
Lingge sighed and said, "I was practicing in the depths of the Ancient Sword Prison before, but suddenly the Ancient Sword Prison was shocked and issued a warning. I knew something must have happened, so I saw the black hilt, which was gradually devouring your mind.
, Once you really hold the black hilt, then from now on, you will be controlled by the hilt of this hilt and become a living dead person who kills!"
Hearing this, Ye Wudao was shocked and sweated again. Unexpectedly, the matter was so serious. He not only practiced the Eternal Sword Body, but also practiced the two great magical techniques of Panwu Divine Art and the Nine Dragon Divine Body, but he actually knew this little
The path with the small black sword hilt is really amazing.
Obviously, this black sword hilt has an extraordinary origin.
Immediately, Ye Wudao asked: "Sister Ling, what is the hilt of this sword?"
Lingge's face became extremely solemn at some point, and he said solemnly: "If I guess correctly, this should be the Sword of Destruction!"
Ye Wudao was shocked, "Divine Sword? Divine Sword?"
"The Divine Sword above the Emperor's Sword?"
Lingge nodded and said, "That's right, this is a divine sword, and it is an ancient divine sword. In ancient times, it was held in the hands of the God of Destruction, and it possessed the power of destroying the world, and the destruction contained in it.
The power is very terrifying. With your current cultivation level, even if you are just the hilt of the Destruction Sword, you will not be able to suppress it. Instead, you will be retaliated by it and become a living dead person. From then on, you will be driven by the hilt of the sword and continue to kill!"
Hearing this, Ye Wudao was shocked and sweated again. You know, not long ago, he almost held the hilt of the sword. If he really held it, then he had lost all his consciousness and became nothing.