The strength is very obvious. With the help of the Painted Dragon Halberd, Dazai Ci can even smash the Fudo Myooh with just one simple blow.

This is simply not too strong!

Xu Xiaoshou stroked the painted dragon halberd with his fingers, and his words were full of love:

"Hualongji, even your name seems to be born for me."

"How can you, who has the power of a dragon and is so spiritual, become a vassal of the power of the God of War?"

"I can't imagine what kind of pain and suffering you endured before you met me..."

Ouch!

The painted dragon halberd was trembling crazily and resisting.

Being touched by an outsider is indeed a great pain and suffering...

wake up!

My master!

Please wake up, please pick me up, and smash the head of this blasphemous creature with nine ugly tails!

"Ouch——"

The dragon-painted halberd exploded with a bang, and actually broke free from the nine-tailed giant's hand, transformed into a dragon shadow, and chopped off its head on its own.

Snapped.

The little toy was immediately grasped by the nine-tailed giant.

"Oh, you haven't entered my sect yet, how come you have contracted such bad habits like Zangku and Yousiyan Python?"

"I! The descendant of the Dragon Ancestor! I have the power of the Dragon Ancestor, and I also have the Dragon Ball that symbolizes the purest bloodline!"

"Your name is Painting Dragon Halberd. You are willing to serve as a dog for Dazai Ci, the war dog of the northern region, but you are not willing to abandon the Ming Dynasty... Bah, abandon the darkness and join the Ming Dynasty?"

The nine-tailed giant said, spitting out a huge dragon ball.

At this moment, the ruins of God were trembling.

The water ghost, Bai Zhou and others looked up and saw that the dragon ball contained extremely terrifying energy.

It is divided into upper and lower floors.

The upper level occupies one percent of the Dragon Ball's capacity, and contains many rather mixed powers:

Lingyuan, sword thought, holy power, the power of the dragon ancestor, the power of the heavenly ancestor, the power of the evil god, the power of the embers, the power of the three-day freezing calamity...

Too much!

Even traces of the power of Mrs. Snake's sophora venom can be found in it. It's simply a hodgepodge.

And down.

The lower layer of the Dragon Ball occupies ninety-nine percent of its capacity, which is entirely filled with the power of the Heavenly Ancestor!

It is different from the power of the Heavenly Ancestor in the upper level that is used for daily use. The power of the Heavenly Ancestor in the lower level is almost solid.

They are condensed and compressed to the extreme.

The combined power of the Heavenly Ancestors on the upper level does not even have the aura of the Heavenly Ancestor power on the lower level, which is frightening.

"this……"

The water ghost's thoughts suddenly froze, and a large wave of waves arose in his mind.

No, Xu Xiaoshou, are these called Dragon Pearls or Dzi Pearls? Why is there such a huge disparity in power distribution?

and……

How could the power of the Heavenly Ancestor in the world be of such quality and quantity?

If you want to say that this is the most primitive power of the Holy Spirit that the Holy Temple and the Holy Palace each retain, then that makes sense...

"etc!"

The water ghost suddenly woke up from his thoughts.

He remembered that Xu Xiaoshou, a troublemaker who could do tens of thousands of things a month, had slept on Void Island for a full month.

"Heir of the Heavenly Ancestor!"

At this moment, the water ghost suddenly realized the value of the so-called descendant of the ancestor god who was one level higher than the descendant of the Holy Emperor.

so……

After Xu Xiaoshou woke up from Void Island, no one has ever been able to force him to use this part of his power. The most he can do is to become an extreme giant?

"What about that time in Dao Qiongcang?"

The water ghost frowned and was quickly relieved.

That time when Dao Qiongang was used, it wasn't that he didn't want to use it, but he couldn't.

"Ouch~"

After Dragon Ball appeared, Hualongji made a gentle sound, like a little kitten that was about to lose control and suddenly saw its owner come home.

It has lost all resistance.

In fact, it has been able to detect a long time ago that this giant who is about to become its new master has a power that is more consistent with itself.

Compared with the stimulation of the God of War, the halberd will become violent and out of control.

The power of blood dissolving in water is like spring breeze and rain, which will bring about gradual growth after being nourished by a long stream of water.

At the same time, when necessary...

If the dragon ball contains such quality and quantity of the power of the Heavenly Ancestor, it will be strongly stimulated again!

Hualongji simply couldn't imagine that he had become the first of the top ten supernatural weapons, and even stepped on the nine supreme artifacts and punched the five artifacts of chaos!

"Ouch..."

It called softly again.

There is hesitation in this sound - it cannot surrender to the new master before its own master dies. This goes against the dignity and arrogance of the ten powerful weapons.

But they also have expectations - weapons are different from people. They need to constantly find their masters, need the nourishment of a lot of fame, and are constantly struggling on the road of "self-destruction" and "resistance to self-destruction".

And for famous vessels, there are two states: ownerless and owned.

No one wants to be on the monument of relics and be given the nice name of "lost artifact", but in fact it becomes an outcast abandoned by the times.

There are four swords like this.

The same goes for painting a dragon and a halberd.

"I understand, I understand everything."

Of course Xu Xiaoshou could easily read the emotions of Hua Longji.

The Yi Dao Pan has initially become transcendent, and he can almost empathize with the will of all spiritual things.

From this sound, he also read out the only obstacle that still existed between himself and Hualongji:

Dazaiji!

"Damn it, why aren't you dead yet?"

"I am so strong that you should be scared to death!"

The nine-tailed giant angrily stepped on the spiritual disk under his feet, with the ghost sword's dim light in his eyes, looking for Dazai Ji's soul.

He couldn't find it.

"Sure enough, I was scared to death."

As soon as the mind disk was opened, the nine-tailed giant searched this place again for any traces of thoughts left by Dazai Ji.

Still to no avail.

"What are you doing..."

The nine-tailed giant felt a chill in his heart for no reason. He lowered his head and looked at his palm. With great difficulty, he could identify some of the God of War's power from the pool of blood on his palm.

He picked up the painted dragon halberd and scraped off the remaining rotten flesh of Dazai Ci.

"Dazai is dead, it's time for him to be accepted!"

The nine-tailed giant held the painted dragon halberd high, looking down at the world, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger, "Submit, or die!"

Did I make a mistake?

Hualongji was stunned by the power of the giant god, and even temporarily doubted whether the slight connection between himself and the original owner was really an illusion.

Xu Xiaoshou doesn't care about this, let's wait for the raw rice to be cooked.

The Yi Dao Pan Qi entered the unity of heaven and man. He easily found the mental bond between Hualong Halberd and Dazai Ci, and the giant's big hand passed over the halberd.

"laugh!"

Thoughts cut off.
To be continued...