Chapter 1790: One-armed Sword God
The first seven nine zero one-armed sword god
No wonder God Killing entered the Heaven and Earth Prison, and he felt like he was home. It turned out that he did belong here before, but he was tricked out of the ancient tomb.
It's just that Xiao Fan is curious about who actually tricked the killing of God out of the ancient tomb?
"It was the tomb thief Xiaocangsheng who killed the ancestor in a sneak attack!" Yue Shi said viciously, with endless murderous aura in his tone.
"Laughing at the common people, the God Lord of the Common People's Kingdom?" Xiao Fan squinted his eyes, remembering the name deeply in his mind.
Then he said solemnly in his heart: "It should be more than just laughing at the common people, but the killing of the gods was badly injured by Ye Jiuyou's fight. In other words, Ye Jiuyou also participated in it, and even Ye Jiutian was also involved. It may be the three of them. The killing of the gods that people work hard together!"
"Yes, it's the insidious generation." Yue Shi nodded angrily, a flame of hatred spurted from his eyes, and said: "I don't know why later, a soul clone who laughed at the common people suddenly escaped in."
"Perhaps the dog bit the dog." Xiao Fan muttered.
He already had a guess in his heart, that is, Xiao Cangsheng infiltrated the Heaven and Earth Prison, that is, this ancient tomb, and then attacked Yue Shi and their ancestors and killed it.
Then it angered Killing God, Killing God chased and killed Xiao Cangsheng and left the tomb. In the end, it was very likely that Ye Jiuyou, Ye Jiutian and Xiao Cangsheng were siege to kill.
At that time, it was not actually the killing of the gods and the beasts against Ye Jiuyou as recorded in history, but the killing of the gods and the three major deities.
Unfortunately, the specifics cannot be studied for the time being, killing God is no longer what it used to be, and many memories have long been lost.
One person fought against the three gods, killing the gods and beasts. After the heavy losses, the three began to kill each other again. Ye Jiuyou was smashed and the town was sealed.
After Laughing Cangsheng escaped, he deceived Ye Jiuyou and Ye Jiutian with a soul clone, but he himself stayed in the Battle Soul Continent.
At the same time, Ye Jiutian was also badly injured, so he practiced the Yin and Yang Reincarnation Art and reborn a consciousness.
It all means that Ye Jiutian is the ultimate winner.
Of course, this was just Xiao Fan's conjecture. After all, the later God-killing beast was killed by others. Although he once suspected that it was done by War Reincarnation, it seems that it may not have been killed by War Reincarnation.
"There are still too many doubts. Maybe in the future, we can only get answers from Xiao Shenwu." Xiao Fan squinted his eyes and said in his heart.
"Okay, it's time to leave, you should be familiar with this realm, and give us a direction." Xiao Fan returned to his senses and looked at Yue Shidao.
"Okay." Yue Shi nodded excitedly. Now that he can finally leave the ancient wilderness mountain range, such an opportunity is very rare.
For some reason, Yue Shi trusted Xiao Fan very much, as if Xiao Fan would definitely be able to lift their Yueren clan's curse.
The next moment, Yue Shi pointed a direction to Xiao Fan, and hundreds of yue human races dived into the ground one after another, and the four fields returned to calm.
"Yueren tribe is really a special race." Jian Luo couldn't help sighing when he saw this scene.
"The Yueren clan is still degraded. It is rumored that the Guyue clan is only strong. They used huge mountains to bombard them in their fights. What's more, they can use the stars as weapons." Xiao Fan shook his head.
He also looked forward to it very much in his heart. If the Yueren tribe can lift the curse, revive its blood, and become the Gu Yue tribe, how powerful will it become?
"Let's go." Xiao Fan waved his hand and sat alone on the bow of Shenzhou and began to practice.
He just broke through the Eight Change God of War, and realized 80% of life and death, and hit the iron while it was hot.
Since entering the prison of heaven and earth, Xiao Fan has gained a new understanding of the profound meaning, especially the profound meaning of life and death. Xiao Fan has faintly realized a great sword skill, but it still takes time to perfect it.
Just as Xiao Fan and the others were flying, several figures were suspended above a valley in the depths of the Ancient Wild Mountain Range, with a white robe youth in the center.
The white-robed young man stood with a sword in one hand, his sword eyebrows and star eyes, heroic and savage, his whole body surged with sword energy, terrifying to the extreme, if Xiao Fan were here, he would definitely be surprised.
One of his sleeves was empty, obviously a broken arm. Even so, the eyes of the seven monks who killed him all around looked at him with dread.
On his right arm, there was a sword mark, a trace of blood permeated from the sword mark, and the blood had slowly turned black. Needless to think about it, this was a sign of poisoning.
Even though he was poisoned, his face was slightly pale, but the white-robed youth's back was as tall as loose, and his eyes were as sharp as a sword.
In the distance, a Shenzhou was suspended high in the sky, quietly looking at the valley. Above the deck, standing a enchanting woman in a blood-red fur, was looking at the valley with playful expression.
The coquettish red lips reveal endless sensuality. When the lotus step moves lightly, Xiaoman's waist is as agile as a water snake, her eyes fall on the one-armed youth, as if staring at a prey.
"One-armed sword god, you surrender. The nine princesses are not willing to kill you because you are a talent. As long as you join the camp of the nine princesses, you will be guaranteed to immediately remove the poison from your body and give you medicine and exercises. countless."
"Yes, the nine princesses are kind, so they won't kill you. If you change to other princesses and princes, you will be dead now."
"Surrender, the poison on your body will last at most for a stick of incense."
The monk who besieged the one-armed youth, you said a word to me, his expression was indifferent, and his tone was full of compliments to the enchanting woman.
"The time for a stick of incense is enough to kill you." The one-armed young man's brows are like swords and swords, revealing an invincible sharpness.
His long sword was horizontal, his expression returned to normal, and the sky full of sword aura, like a smart little snake, revolved around him.
Immediately afterwards, the long sword in his hand danced lightly, and countless sword qi was driven by the sword in his hand, and then it was divided into seven, and went straight to the seven people surrounding him.
"Hmph, I want to see if you are as scary as in the legend!" One of them snorted coldly, and instead of retreating, he moved forward with a punch.
A monstrous sea of fire was raging, and the sword energy was instantly submerged. Almost at the same time, the other six people also moved.
The one-armed sword **** was famous, and they had to be careful. Although it was only a seven-change God of War, it was rumored that he had killed many nine-change God of War.
The seven people are all cultivation bases above the Eight Change God of War, and there are three nine change God of War. If the seven people work together, even the peak of the ordinary God of War realm may not be their opponent.
"Dance of Dragons and Snakes!"
The one-armed young man shouted, the speed of the seven sword snakes suddenly increased, and the sword light became more and more bright, as if a certain transformation had taken place, and the snake turned into a dragon.
After a while, the seven dragon-shaped sword auras shot, crossing each other, and there was a scream of screams from time to time in the void.
After a while, the void returned to calm, but the seven people had long since disappeared and were torn to pieces by seven dragon-shaped sword auras, leaving nothing behind.
"Huh~" The one-armed youth pours out a suffocating breath, his face becomes paler, the big beads of sweat on his forehead roll off, and he starts to gasp.
As the body moves faster, the blood flow in his body naturally speeds up, and the toxins spread much faster.
His body slowly fell to the ground, supporting his body with a sword in one hand, still swaying a bit, and a hint of black on his white face.
However, his pair of dark eyes became more fierce, revealing endless sharp light.
