Chapter 486 A family must be in good order

"What a grand welcome ceremony! Not only are eight divine weapons arriving at the same time, but even those corrupted by the True Demon are here."

There was no trace of uneasiness in Lu Wenwu's eyes, only a rising fighting spirit.

There was a glimmer of excitement in his eyes.

"I should have guessed that the power that can corrupt people's minds unconsciously is what you guys are best at. It's the truest way of confusing right and wrong."

Lu Wenwu took a step forward with a sinister grin, and the sky was suddenly filled with dark lightning wrapped in scarlet blood light.

"It seems that today, I have to learn from Ip Man."

"What the hell are you learning? Don't try to get yourself killed."

Xiaobao suddenly appeared beside Lu Wenwu and sent a message before the fight started.

The moment Maomao appeared, he transformed into a flame pattern and merged with it, causing his already powerful aura to increase by another three points.

The cat's pupils flashed rapidly, and bluish-white airflow surrounded the four cat paws.

After confirming the enemy, a rare trace of caution appeared on Xiaobao's face, which was always lazy and disgusted.

The number and quality of the enemies were beyond imagination.

The bronze tripod that was almost about to step into the third stage of the godhood, the swordsman holding a divine weapon of the divine grade, and the most threatening undead magic lich that was at the peak of the second stage of the godhood!

God knows how many undead creatures he has accumulated!

It’s not easy to walk.

The other party also possesses powerful spatial power.

It’s even harder to fight.

Not to mention it’s 2v10, the opponent’s cultivation is also stronger than ours.

It's almost a dead end!

Maybe a few lives will be lost here today.

A thought flashed through Xiaobao's mind, and he immediately put aside all distracting thoughts, and the three laws entangled himself.

Suddenly, its body began to grow bigger and taller, and its posture began to become more and more slender, no longer as soft as before.

The silky, soft dark blue fur gradually faded, turning into a silver-white color as bright as light.

As its sharp claws and teeth extended, purple-blue lightning appeared and condensed on its forehead, transforming into a tightly closed third eye.

Although it has not yet opened, everyone present can clearly feel that an extremely terrifying force of thunder is accumulating in the third eye.

It is like a divine punishment that destroys the world, and even more like the source of destruction!

Zhao Changhe's face changed suddenly, and he clenched the trembling Sky-Splitting Sword in his hand. At the same time, his natal flying sword, which had been nurtured and tempered for many years, appeared in his left hand.

"White Tiger. Lord God!"

"Sword Cultivator, do you know the details of this cat?"

Tianxuan Baoding asked in a voice transmission, with a barely perceptible trace of horror in his mind.

It can't help but take it seriously.

After Xiaobao transformed into this posture, the stimulation it brought to it was too strong.

Even though its cultivation was much weaker than its, the terrifying deterrent force that seemed to come from its blood made it unconsciously want to retreat, and it subconsciously had an urge to worship it.

It was like seeing a natural enemy that was naturally restrained, or like seeing something more noble that didn't exist yet.

But why?

It's not just the Tianxuan Treasure Cauldron.

Among them, the Hidden Dragon Thorn, which had just been upgraded to the artifact level, even began to tremble unconsciously. It was necessary to constantly mobilize the power of the law to suppress it in order to erase the fear buried in its bones.

"The Western White Tiger Lord, one of the Four Heavenly Spirits, the embodiment of the metal elements Geng and Xin, the epitome of killing and fighting, the absolute god who rules over wars, and in charge of all the armies in the world."

After Zhao Changhe finished speaking, he took a deep breath.

He gripped the hilts tightly to steady the two swords in his hands.

"This giant cat, resembling a tiger, is the descendant of the White Tiger Lord and may even possess some of his bloodline. Those who belong to the White Tiger are naturally endowed with the power to suppress weapons. Divine weapons are also weapons."

"What the hell is this thing!" Lingxu Soul-Calming Tower couldn't help but curse.

If it had a scalp, it would have started to feel tingling by now.

Having come into contact with other players, it is not a completely ignorant newbie.

On the contrary, he knew very well how terrifying the powerful people who could be called gods outside this world were, and the inheritors who possessed their bloodline and inherited their legacy were definitely not good people.

The look in the other party's eyes shows that he wants to fight them to the death!

These two lunatics!

Could it be that you have already planned to die here before the fight even starts?

Don't they consider leaving themselves a way out before fighting?

Just like that madman Qi Sha Xue Dao!

As an old rival of the pure reckless Seven Killing Blood Blade, Lingxu Soul-Calming Tower knows even better how difficult it is to deal with those guys who will not consider retreating in a fight and will fight to the death.

Lingxu Soul-Calming Tower knew clearly that this kind of psychopath could often display strength far beyond his own cultivation level in battle.

If their cultivation levels were the same, it would definitely not be a match for the Seven Killing Blood Blade.

For a while, there was a state of confrontation between the two sides.

Everyone had their own thoughts and no one took the initiative.

Lu Wenwu wanted to start a fight directly, but was stopped by Xiaobao.

In their exclusive space, the divine soldiers overturned their previous tactics again, began to urgently discuss and research new tactical play, and ordered the other four divine soldiers to rush to the battlefield as quickly as possible.

Zhao Changhe and Gris are the ones who know best the value of being the inheritor of the White Tiger Lord.

The fish I encountered unexpectedly this time was so big that it was frightening.

He is the successor of the White Tiger Lord!

Anyone who is the Xuanwu or Qinglong God, or even the successor of the Suzaku God, dares to go shoulder to shoulder without fear.

The White Tiger Lord who is in charge of killing

If you are not careful, you might be seriously injured and die!

Is 10v2 stable?

Do you want to call someone?

Kill the successor of the White Tiger Lord first, and then slowly consider the matter of the Guixu Ancient Tree?

But in the end, only one true demon seed will be born.

In this way.

The two of them glanced at each other quietly, and both saw a hint of madness hidden deep in each other's eyes.

Work while you are alive, and forget it when you die!

Get it!

Liches are originally dead people. Can those who are not mentally ill transform themselves into undead creatures and practice necromancy?

Not to mention sword cultivators.

Even if he has fallen into the true devil camp and been hatched by darkness, the arrogance in his bones cannot be changed.

Anyone who doesn't dare to swing his sword against a stronger opponent will never become a sword cultivator and would have died under the thunder tribulation long ago!

"It was you who surrounded us, but you guys are really..."

Lu Wenwu sneered and suddenly attacked without any warning.

He took a step forward and his body turned into a fleeting shadow that moved thousands of meters. When the majestic figure appeared again, he had already rushed straight into the battle formation and came in front of Zhao Changhe.

Golden light burst out from the dragon's eyes, emitting tremendous pressure. An endless sea of ​​blood wrapped around his right fist, turning it into a boxing glove, and the pitch-black purgatory dragon breath merged with it.

"You're as cowardly as a mouse!"

Start from zero frame, military killing punch!

"This brainless idiot, we haven't even finished discussing tactics yet! Why did he suddenly attack?"

Xiao Bao was angry, his blue eyes flashed with lightning, and his snow-white hair exploded with thousands of arcs of electricity.

Amid the howling wind, its figure seemed to merge with the heaven and earth, making it almost impossible to see where its true body was.

All that could be seen were three sky-splitting claws wrapped in thunder that seemed to break through the void, and a golden blade that almost cut the sky in half appeared out of thin air behind Zhao Changhe.

The man and the cat seemed to have a telepathic connection.

Without any prior communication, they tacitly chose the same target when they joined forces for the first time.

Sword cultivator Zhao Changhe!

The magic weapon itself is a weapon. It is difficult to destroy it in a short time without a fierce battle.

The Undead Mage had already accumulated countless combat experiences. As a glass cannon, he would always be on guard against being approached, making it difficult for him to succeed in a sneak attack.

Therefore, the best option is to sneak attack a sword cultivator who has put all his attribute points into attack.

Xiaobao is not afraid of head-on attacks.

As for Lu Wenwu.

The reason why he chose to attack Zhao Changhe first was simply because he was standing right in the middle and slightly to the back. After punching him, no matter which direction he attacked from, he would be an enemy, no need to think.

In just a moment, two attacks, one in front and one behind, were about to fall on one person.

The three sky-tearing claws, accelerated by the law of wind, entangled by the law of thunder, and constructed with the law of gold and the power of Geng and Xin as the core, have a power that completely transcends the scope of ordinary magical powers.

With the ultimate killing power, Zhao Changhe's clothes were torn into pieces as soon as the slash was made, and the protective spiritual energy was instantly pierced.

Even the spiritual consciousness surrounding him was torn apart, and his soul felt a slight sting.

So fast!

Zhao Changhe was horrified, and his sword-controlling skills reached their peak in an instant, almost merging with his own spiritual sword, and he almost wanted to escape forward.

However, facing Lu Wenwu's military killing fist that mobilized an endless sea of ​​blood, he suddenly felt a little hesitant to draw his sword.

That punch was like facing a huge mountain, covering his entire body.

Where to hide?

Where to cut?

It seems to be full of flaws, yet it seems to have no flaws at all.

It was so simple, plain, and unpretentious, yet it carried absolute power. The fist that had penetrated space gave Zhao Changhe a sense of danger even greater than the Sky-Tearing Claw that was approaching him from behind.

You can't take this punch!

Suddenly, Zhao Changhe stepped on the snow on the cliff and thrust out a sword in the air. The cold sword light shook out eighteen ice lotuses, and the black ice pendant attached to the sword tassel made the sword light even colder.

The sword intent crisscrossed and crossed, and endless spatial power spread from the Sky-Splitting Sword, colliding head-on with the punch that was powerful enough to collapse mountains and fill the sea like a heavy hammer.

"Hehehe, such a nasty little cat is really not welcome."

Gris's withered claws formed a green curse seal, and the obsidian skull on top of the staff in his hand burned with a dark blue evil flame.

The hexagram magic circle under the black robe supported by the skinny body was rotating. Behind Zhao Changhe, three skeletons and their thick purple-gold skulls suddenly emerged from the void in an unpredictable place.

"Killing this little bastard isn't that easy."

A sinister sneer sounded, and the three purple-gold skeletons actually burst out with surging soul power like real people, instantly wrapping themselves up inside, wrapping the bones with soul, and turning them into illusory flesh and blood.

It looks like three miniature versions of Susanoo!

"Zheng!"

The sharp sword chopped down, and a sharp scream that almost pierced a person's eardrum was heard in the three skeletons.

The three skeletons froze at the same time, and then split into six neatly in the air and fell downwards. The soul fire in their eye sockets went out at some point, and all the supernatural powers returned to zero at the same time.

The collision of sword light and fist intent, the explosion of ice and blood caused the temperature under the sky to plummet. The plants within a radius of 100 miles were almost dead and frozen to a crisp.

When the first round of aftermath spread, these plants had collectively collapsed into powder, leaving no trace of life at all.

"Huff."

A figure covered in ice appeared in the air, grabbed the Sky-Splitting Sword that was spinning out, and a strong fear flashed in his eyes.

Zhao Changhe was breathing heavily, and his left arm was twisted at an unnatural angle, obviously broken.

Now he has used his own spiritual power to reconnect the meridians and quickly repair the damaged parts.

When Zhao Changhe thought about the collision that had just occurred, which had helped him divert some of the damage through the head-on collision with the power of space, he felt as if he was hallucinating and trapped in an illusion array.

Is that really a power that humans can possess!

There was no head-on collision, and he was only hit by half of the force. The sword moves he released in a hurry were easily torn apart, and his left arm bone was comminuted at the moment of collision.

And what about the other party?

Safe and sound!

Lu Wenwu was temporarily forced back by the violent confrontation and also appeared in the air.

He was shirtless, with red-gold lines like dragon patterns appearing on his fair skin, making his muscular body look even thicker and more solid, like a natural barrier!

The next moment, Lu Wenwu, who had not yet stabilized his body in the air, seemed to sense something and suddenly twisted his body at a distorted angle.

"laugh!"

A blood mist suddenly exploded from the left shoulder!

At this moment, Lu Wenwu completely ignored the injuries on his body and threw a punch with his injured arm.

"clang!"

The crisp sound of metal colliding rang out, and a transparent ripple that was almost invisible to the naked eye spread out.

Only after being infected by Lu Wenwu's blood and energy could the others barely see clearly that it was a dagger shaped like the breath of a real dragon that was spinning in the air. The scarlet evil spirit remaining on the tip of the dagger actually condensed into a vague shadow of a real dragon.

The Hidden Dragon Thorn has been promoted to the artifact level!

A pure assassination weapon with all its attributes focused on stealth and attack.

If Lu Wenwu did not have an almost instinctive sense of murderous intent, his head would have been pierced.

"Sleepy!"

Zhao Changhe spun in the air, and the sword intent transformed into countless black ice chains that curled towards Lu Wenwu.

"broken!"

Xiao Bao's third eye on his forehead widened, emitting a silver-purple divine thunder that was about to wrap around the black ice chains around Lu Wenwu's neck, but he himself was hit on the hind legs by a halberd that was steaming with blazing flames, and his silver-white hair was singed and curled up by the flames.

Zhao Changhe took the opportunity to deliver a killing move, and froze fourteen states with one sword!

It would be nice to be able to kill this body-refining barbarian. His previous posture must have been the result of an explosion of secret techniques, and it was impossible for him to last long.

However, just as this thought arose, the scene before his eyes directly broke through his psychological defenses, and his eyes widened to the point where they could almost eat people.

When the sword tip was three inches away from Lu Wenwu's throat, he saw the opponent's bulging right hand grasp the sword tip that was coming to cut him.

That huge hand like a palm-leaf fan was like a five-colored divine light that swept over everything.

The sword light, sword energy, and sword intent all collapsed and shattered the moment the palms closed.

Holding the sword blade in his hand, Lu Wenwu used his absolute strength to prevent the icy sword from moving even a little bit, and it was stopped alive!

No matter how much spiritual power is poured in, it will be like a drop in the ocean.

With a sudden and powerful swing, Zhao Changhe was completely unable to resist and was smashed towards the flaming halberd with his sword.

"You dare touch my cat!"

"How dare you!"

(End of this chapter)