Chapter 665 They Deserve to Die
They naturally noticed Nanxing Daozun and Xu Qiuqian.
They were surprised by the cultivation level of Daoist Nanxing, and what surprised them even more was that Xu Qiuqian, who suddenly appeared, also had the cultivation level of a spiritual master!
However, no one acted rashly.
Their attention was more focused on the artifact suspended in mid-air.
Looking at the artifact, greed appeared on everyone's faces.
This is a magical weapon!
With a divine weapon, you can be the king of Tianling Continent! Xu Qiuqian watched as more and more people came. Because they were on guard against each other, no one took action. Fortunately, the divine weapon had to choose a master, otherwise it would not be possible for everything to be peaceful now.
She looked around.
Among the people who came, almost all of them had lower cultivation than her.
What about those monks who were higher in cultivation than her? Could it be that they were not interested in the artifacts?
impossible.
Just as she was thinking about it, several powerful auras that could not be ignored came from afar. Xu Qiuqian looked over and found that the cultivation levels of these people were higher than hers.
As soon as these people arrived, their younger generations came forward to greet them.
“Ancestor!”
"Ancestor, you are here!"
Several people couldn't help but look at the artifact, with a determination to obtain it in their eyes.
Only one hour had passed since those few people went to notify the outside world, and basically everyone had arrived. Now everyone was talking, their eyes fixed on the artifact.
The Tianling Continent is not that big, but it is not so small that one can reach anywhere in just one hour.
Then there is only one possibility left.
That is, these people also came together, but they were just sitting nearby waiting for news.
Xu Qiuqian's gaze turned to the artifact again.
Divine weapon, oh divine weapon, could it be that you had expected this a long time ago?
What are you going to do? Just then, a breeze blew by.
Xu Qiuqian instantly realized something was wrong. The next moment, the sky suddenly darkened and the breeze became stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye. The whistling sound of the wind was incessant.
A riot broke out.
The violent wind is like a sharp blade. Whoever it hits will have blood marks on his body.
Everyone reacted quickly and opened the spiritual energy shield to block the wind blade.
"What's going on?"
"what happens?"
Even those old ancestors in the fusion stage had solemn expressions.
It was already so dark that they could no longer see their surroundings with their naked eyes, and they could not use their spiritual sense either. If someone attacked them now, they would be unable to defend themselves. Fortunately, there was still some light.
The light emitted by the artifact in mid-air allowed them to see clearly.
"Has the trial of the artifact begun?"
Someone said this and everyone reacted.
Yes, this was the situation that occurred after almost all of them had arrived, and even several seniors in the fusion stage were not aware of the current situation. Perhaps only a divine weapon could do this.
Everyone's heart was burning with excitement.
As long as he possesses the divine weapon, not only these seniors in the fusion stage, but even the entire continent will be no problem! Everyone's eyes turned to the divine weapon in the air, and then they were stunned.
The artifact in the air retracted the green beam of light emanating from it, and the scroll unfolded. There was nothing on it, nothing at all, only golden stars on the scroll.
And after the light on the artifact disappeared, these tiny dots looked like twinkling stars in the night sky.
Just when everyone was confused.
"What kind of god is this..."
Before I could finish my words, I noticed that the stars were disappearing!
The surroundings also fell into darker darkness.
Everyone else thought that the person who spoke was stunned and didn't say the last word, only a few ancestors in the fusion stage noticed something wrong.
No, it wasn’t because the man was stunned that he didn’t finish his words.
But his voice was swallowed up!
Not only his voice, but everything around him, even the scroll of the artifact and the stars on it did not disappear, but were swallowed up!
But how is that possible?
That’s a magical weapon!
what is going on?
Several monks in the fusion stage came to their senses, only to find that there was no light, no sound, no people, nothing around them, as if they were in a dark void that could swallow anything.
Where is this place? Is this also a test for the artifact? Will the monks who can escape from here be recognized as the master by the artifact? Thinking of this, everyone was extremely excited.
They tried to use magic to break it, but the magic they used was like a drop in the ocean. There was no movement at all, and it didn't cause any ripples.
At this moment, a spell suddenly came from behind.
What followed was a series of attacks.
Xu Qiuqian dodged the attack, his face slightly gloomy.
She is very familiar with this place.
Although there were some differences, she was sure that this was the dark space.
In other words, a simulated dark space.
In this space, light, sound, everything will be swallowed up.
The image of the artifact's lintel flashed through her mind, and at that time she had already realized that the material of the artifact's lintel was the dark space.
She didn't know what method the God of Wind used to make the dark space as the material for the artifact, but she knew that the dark space was not something that everyone could handle, not even those cultivators in the fusion stage.
If this dark space is the same as the dark space she entered before.
Then wouldn't all the other monks be dead by now? No.
She could clearly feel that although they were both dark spaces, there were differences.
After dodging the sudden attack of magic once again, Xu Qiuqian said coldly, "Come out."
No voice answered her.
"Artifact, what do you want to do?"
Choosing a master? If she had this thought before, now, she no longer has it.
If she was not an immortal, she would have been swallowed by the dark space or exhausted by the continuous magical attacks, and would still be killed by these magics.
If she is like this, what about other monks?
Xu Qiuqian's heart sank.
He looked around the dark surroundings and asked, "So from the beginning, your goal was to kill these monks?"
She thought the artifact would not respond to her, but unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, a vague and dull voice sounded.
"They deserve to die! They all deserve to die!"
They? Damn? "Who are they?"
"Everyone!"
"Why the hell?"
The artifact didn't answer her, just kept repeating what they were all damned to say.
Xu Qiuqian frowned.
She hadn't expected an artifact to have such strong emotions.
This divine weapon has been staying here all this time, and it should not have come into contact with other monks at all.
But you have to know that this is the artifact of the God of Wind.
If there is anyone who can affect the artifact, it is only the God of Wind.
Xu Qiuqian seemed to be thinking about something.
Thinking about the things about the God of Wind, something became clear to me.
"Since you have already given birth to a soul, you have a cause and effect relationship with all things. Aren't you afraid that this action will cause your soul to disintegrate?"
You know, these are not just one or two monks.
There are nearly three hundred cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage in the entire Tianling Continent!
Not all of it, but at least most of it.
"Besides, the Wind God is not dead."
(End of this chapter)
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