The sword was only a foot long, green as jade, round and lacking in edge, old and cracked.

It is more appropriate to say it is a sword, why not say it is a dagger.

But even so, when the sword appeared, it gave Ning Fan a great sense of crisis.

A trace of the power of the heavenly spirit emitted from the sword. When the master of the North Tower swung his sword, the power of the heavenly spirit turned into a green faint light. The faint light became a line. The line was like a blade. With a slight cut, it turned into nothingness.

The heaven and earth, cut a very fine wound, faintly revealing the dark void under the wound...

Lingbao!

Only Lingbao can activate the power of the heavenly spirit and crush the void!

If this sword strikes the flesh, even Ning Fan's physical strength will be damaged!

Even the thunder whip cannot be easily hit on this treasure, otherwise it will be damaged!

But in a moment, Ning Fan discovered another difference.

Although this sword is entangled with the power of the heavenly spirit, it is weaker than the real spiritual treasure.

Lingbao, also known as the Xuantian Lingbao, can be used by monks to concentrate their spiritual will when they reach the spiritual level. When the magic weapon reaches the spiritual level, it can merge with the heavenly spirit. The spiritual power of the five elements is condensed to become the Yuanli of heaven and earth. When the Yuanli is condensed to the extreme, it is pure.

The power of the heavenly spirit.

For example, this sword has a hint of cyan light. That small amount of light can kill all the body-refining monks under the Jade Fate Realm. Judging from the color, it should be the power of the wood-attributed heavenly spirit.

But if it is said to be a spiritual treasure, its power is slightly lower... As soon as his mind changed, Ning Fan saw through it. This sword may have once been regarded as a spiritual treasure, but now, due to damage, it can only be regarded as a half-step spiritual treasure, which is stronger than the best.

Weaker than Lingbao.

It’s not the Xuantian Spiritual Treasure, but... the Xuantian Remnant Treasure!

Yes, that must be the case. The real spiritual treasure, even in the early stage of becoming a god, is extremely difficult to use, and Wanjia's magic power is not enough. If it is a residual treasure, Bei Brown can use this blade. Ning Fan will understand the reason.

"Zhou Ming! I know that your body-refining realm is extraordinary, but you are the only one who has a whip, specializing in beating people with magic weapons, and using magic weapons to kill babies! Xiang Liao was unprepared and suffered a hidden loss. I will not make the same mistake again! With this sword in my hand,

No matter how high your body refining level is, in my eyes, you can be killed easily!"

Bei Brown sneered, but the paleness of his face hinted that he was not controlling this blade as he pleased.

With this sword in his hand, he felt unprecedentedly confident that even a god could be wounded!

"Third brother, you hold the treasure to block this boy's retreat. Don't let him escape... I will only harm my own cultivation before I can use the power of this sword. If my second brother dies, it will be too much if I get nothing."

value!"

"yes!"

Dong Qing flashed his light, holding a long lock in his hand. He was on guard, and if Ning Fan escaped, he would stop him!

After blocking Ning Fan's retreat, Bei Brown slashed from top to bottom with a sword in his palm!

With this cut, Bei Brown's flesh and blood seemed to be swallowed up by Xuantian's Spirit-Slaying Sword. His face became paler, and his body became thinner at a rapid speed. In an instant, only skin and bones were left, and all the blood and energy were lost in the sword.

Like a blue light, falling from the sky, it reaches the sea surface, and the waves are calm.

But the next moment, at the light, the heavenly spirit tore apart, and the entire world was torn apart, revealing the void of darkness!

The moment the green line cut, Ning Fan's heart trembled, and he teleported away without hesitation, but the spiritual thread was like a maggot attached to the bone. Wherever he escaped, the spiritual thread was cut, and there was no way to retreat!

With a fierce look in his eyes, Ning Fan knew in his heart that he would have no choice but to resist this Heavenly Spirit's sword!

None of the magical treasures in his body have reached the level of spiritual treasures, not even the Xuantian remnant treasure. So, it seems that the only way to resist is with the physical body!

This is definitely the strongest attack that Ning Fan has ever seen. It is even more terrifying than a few attacks in the early stages of becoming a god!

When the Star of Earth in his right eye moved, the power of earth between heaven and earth seemed to form a dark yellow giant shield, blocking him in front of him. Behind the giant shield, Ning Fan did not hesitate to activate the 'Nian Shou Jue' to use Nascent Soul

The peak ink-colored sword thought turned into a black giant cocoon, wrapping himself in it. Within the giant cocoon, his whole body completely turned into silver, magic patterns flashed, and he held more than ten top-quality magic weapons in his hands!

The huge shield formed by Tu Yuan was enough to block a blow from an ordinary monk, but under a line of blue light, with a 'chi' sound, the tens of feet thick earth shield was cut in half vertically, and the cut surface was as smooth as a mirror!

The first defense was broken, but only one-fifth of Qingguang's power was consumed!

Ning Fan's eyes showed a cold light, this green light was too sharp... With a glance, the black cocoon transformed by his spiritual thoughts had touched the green line.

Like the sound of an eggshell breaking, the black cocoon that could withstand the great monk's blow shattered!

And that green line left a thin invisible scar on the void of spiritual thoughts. Although the scar was small, it made Ning Fan feel pain in his consciousness and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

The determination to keep the mind is also broken!

This sword is so terrifying!

This sword still has three-fifths of its power left. If it is physically blocked, it is not the right time!

Ning Fan's eyes were filled with madness, as he threw the best magic weapons one after another, and detonated them when they were close to the green line!

One treasure is broken!

Ten treasures broken!

Baobao broken!

Almost all of the top-grade magic weapons captured by the Nascent Souls that were killed were broken into pieces. Every time a treasure was broken, there was a mana comparable to the Nascent Soul level, which bombarded the green line... The powerful power of the broken treasures shocked Ning Fan and sent him flying.

Thousands of feet, and even the green line became illusory under the vibration.

The power of the green line was less than one-fifth. At this moment, it approached Ning Fan and beheaded him!

It was like a ray of light, everything was silent, fast, too fast! And Ning Fan tried to catch the light with his hands!

One punch, hit it on the green line!

With just one contact, his fist bones began to collapse, and the green lines invaded his body and destroyed him wantonly!

Before being seriously injured, Ning Fan's eyes suddenly became indifferent, his black hair grew, black mist shrouded his body, and with a bang, his body was shattered!

Green line, destroyed!

The master of the East Tower, Dong Qing, has already been shocked!

Although this sword killed Ning Fan, in the end, its power was exhausted by Ning Fan!

"Is this Zhou Ming's strength... Although the Xuantian Spirit-Slaying Sword is a remnant treasure, its power is no weaker than ordinary spiritual treasures! That sword can even hurt ordinary gods... This man can actually

After destroying the blue light, its combat power is infinitely close to becoming a god!"

Bei Brown was also shocked, but there was a sneer on his face.

One sword almost drained all his essence and blood. He was so seriously injured that even if he was recuperating with genius earth treasures, he would never be able to recover within a hundred years. Even if the injury was healed, his cultivation level would definitely drop a lot due to self-inflicted damage.

Finally, I'm afraid I only have less than 5,000 armor mana...

The cost of this sword is not small!

He, Bei Tan, is considered a character! He is proud to be able to issue this sword!

Although the price was high, he finally killed Ning Fan and obtained two kinds of earth-line demon fires. Yan Zun will definitely reward him...

If they become a fifth-level alchemist and are given a 'Lihe Dan', they will all be able to become gods in this life!

"Haha! Third brother, go quickly and look for the earth vein demon fire at the place where you died! I'll take a short rest first and suppress my injuries..."

"But, there is no demon fire?"

"Impossible! This sword activates the power of the heavenly spirit and can wipe out all its Nascent Souls without losing a drop of flesh and blood. However, heavenly and earthly spiritual objects like the earth vein demon fire are not destroyed by the power of the heavenly spirit... huh? Could it be?

Did this sword cut into pieces the void and caused the two fires to fall into the void? Trouble, it seems that the only way is to damage yourself again, cut up the void and take out the demonic fire, but you will cut it with the next sword..."

Bei Brown, who was sitting cross-legged in the sky, was refining the power of the elixir in his body, when suddenly, his vest felt cold!

Countless ink-colored sword thoughts appeared behind him, transforming into an indifferent young man in black!

The young man's face was slightly pale, and he seemed to be injured, but he was not dead!

"You hurt me, are you proud of it... Moliu distraction technique!"

This omen appears so strange!

Even Beibun didn't have time to ask for help from Dongqing, who was thousands of feet away!

This voice was like a demonic barrier, extremely cold, yet extremely familiar. It was unmistakable, it was that person!

"Zhou Ming! You are not dead, how is it possible! How is it possible! Ah!"

The young man once again dispersed into shadows, and Beibei immediately screamed!

His right arm holding the sword was slashed by Mo Ying, beheading him alive!

And Mo Ying submerged into the body, crushed the immortal veins, destroyed the Dantian, and forced the little Nascent Soul of the Dantian to hide!

The flesh body was shattered and the Nascent Soul was about to be destroyed. At the moment when the Nascent Soul was about to be destroyed, the Nascent Soul, covered in gold armor, crushed a jade plaque in panic. A flaming light rolled out of the jade plaque, and it used the power of movement to move it thousands of feet away!

He looked at the young man in the dark mist in disbelief, while Dong Qing was stunned by the reversed situation in front of him!

How is it possible! ‘Zhou Ming’, who was struck by Tianling’s sword, is still... alive!

What is that body of black mist? It can be broken or condensed!

What is Moliu's distraction technique? Once it is broken and scattered, Bei Brown's physical body collapses. It is only with the help of the 'Great Moving Jade' that he is lucky enough to survive!

"Impossible! Impossible!" Bei Brown roared at the top of his lungs! There was extreme fear in his roar.
To be continued...