Achi led everyone to teleport near the magic weapon.
This magical weapon looks different from before.
At first it feels powerful, sacred, even invincible.
But ever since they knew that it was the weapon that harmed Canglan, those who could cut it would look for opportunities to chop it down from time to time.
After Xie Yang, Ye Zheng, Qin Zhili and Xing Bufan took turns to chop at it, many tiny cracks appeared on the magic weapon.
There was a faint black color in the cracks, which looked like it had been contaminated by demonic energy.
The thin film on the surface of the magic weapon that isolates the demonic energy is still intact, but because the isolation formations in the space channel have all been destroyed, the magic weapon is still slightly affected.
Xie Yang once thought that destroying the immortal weapon would be a long process.
It is already strong, and they have to hide and destroy it carefully, which wastes even more time.
And now, is it all over?
He still had doubts in his heart, but looking at the huge hand in the sky that covered the sky, Xie Yang calmed himself down, raised the Bofeng Sword and chopped it down fiercely at the corner of the magic weapon.
The protective barrier full of cracks popped up again, and Xie Yang, who was well prepared, was able to retreat in time.
He flew to mid-air and looked up to see the familiar figure of the immortal again.
This time, the shadow was more solid than any other time. Xie Yang could even feel the anger coming from it.
But that’s all.
Before it could vent its anger, a black hole appeared in the palm of the huge palm print in the sky, directly sucking in the phantoms of the righteous immortals.
At that moment, everyone vaguely heard the immortal's howl.
Yun Feimiao felt that this scene looked a little creepy, but also somewhat satisfying.
Even if some immortals do not need incense and offerings from mortals, we should not be accomplices to the evil.
After being shocked, the others also felt refreshed and quickly gathered around the magic weapon.
They launched all their most powerful attacks at the immortal weapons, but found that the only weapons that could damage them were Xie Yang's Bofeng Sword, Ye Zheng's Indestructible Sword, Xing Bufan's Mountain-Splitting Axe and Qin Zhili's Sky-Splitting Knife.
Bai Yuanchen's suona playing is also amazing, which they just discovered.
Although Bai Yuanchen had used the suona to hit the horned demon before, he had never thought of using it to hit the immortal weapon.
If he had not seen the origin of the suona in the trap before, he would not have had the sudden idea of throwing the suona out.
Bai Yuanchen touched the suona with a hint of disappointment. "Aren't you made of immortal iron? The destructive power doesn't seem much stronger than the weapons of the four of them."
Suona said speechlessly, "Have you ever considered that there might be immortal iron in the weapons of the four of them?"
"Especially the Unbreakable Sword. The material of that sword is much stronger than the one I have."
Bai Yuanchen couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that our Canglan Continent is indeed a Feng Shui treasure land. Immortal Iron often falls here."
But there has never been any divine iron dropped. I really don’t know why the gods in the divine world covet their Canglan Continent.
After witnessing the destructive power of the suona, everyone asked Bai Yuanchen to join the team to destroy the immortal weapon.
Bai Yuanchen didn't think it was a big deal, but his suona Jingtian and spirit sword Chixiao both thought it was outrageous.
Chi Xiao: Chopping things isn't the job of our spiritual sword?
Jingtian: Chopping things is actually the job of our musical instrument?
Lian Fangyin: It’s unbearable to watch. The sound cultivators of Wanjian Sect are really out of line.
The five people responsible for cutting the immortal weapon flew to the five directions of the immortal weapon respectively, while Yun Feimiao flew to a higher position.
When the five people attacked the magic weapon together, Yun Feimiao injected a huge Taihuang talisman into the attacks of the five people.
"Bang——"
A loud bang caused the heaven and earth to tremble violently, and cracks on the immortal weapon quickly spread, and the immortal light was no longer as strong as before.
The five people who cut the immortal weapon looked at each other, with joy in their eyes.
With this kind of force, if he chops it a dozen more times, this magical weapon should be completely shattered.
This time, there was no immortal shadow appearing in the sky. The immortal had sensed that something was wrong and wanted to take back his immortal weapon.
He tried to descend to Xuantian Continent, but no matter how many times he descended, his clone remained motionless.
He tried to descend in his original form again, but it was still useless. The Xuantian Continent seemed to be very repulsive to him.
The Golden Immortal was not convinced. The Xuantian Continent was just a small world that was about to end. It was unable to stop the immortal from causing chaos in the past, and naturally it could not stop him from taking back his natal immortal weapon now.
Since he is not allowed to descend in a peaceful way, don't blame him for tearing the space apart and entering.
You must know that the Xuantian Continent is now just a small world that may be destroyed at any time and cannot withstand any external destruction.
A small space crack may become the last straw that breaks the camel's back.
But so what? There are not many people left in Xuantian Continent.
The continent was destroyed and the horned demons were exterminated. Maybe it was a good deed after all?
The Golden Immortal had a beautiful idea, but unfortunately, due to the restriction of the Demon God, all his power to tear apart space was used on himself, almost tearing him to pieces.
Jin Xian was shocked and immediately wanted to ask for help from the Immortal King he was loyal to.
Unfortunately, his injuries were too severe, and his natal magic weapon was damaged one after another. Finally, he fainted in his cave and vomited blood all over the floor.
Every time Xie Yang and his four companions hammered the immortal weapon, the Golden Immortal would spit out a mouthful of blood. Even being unconscious could not stop him from spitting out blood.
Every time he vomited blood, he would become weaker and less likely to wake up.
When it bombarded for the fifth time, the immortal energy and spatial force in the immortal weapon overflowed, and Achi and several people from the Beiming family hurriedly absorbed the spatial force.
The others began to absorb the immortal energy. They were already able to absorb the immortal energy at their current level.
Moreover, they are not in their own territory, so even if they reach a certain level, they cannot ascend, so they can absorb it at will.
The five people who smashed the immortal weapons were not the kind of people who would treat themselves badly. They would absorb the immortal energy for a while after smashing it, and when the immortal energy was almost absorbed, they would smash it again, and then new immortal energy would emerge.
After a day and a night of smashing and sucking, the magic weapon shattered.
Gong Zhuo, Duan Kai and several other weapon cultivators began to busily collect fragments of immortal weapons. The materials for making immortal weapons must be good!
Even if it turns into debris, if they collect it and fuse it again, maybe they can turn waste into treasure?
Xie Yang and the other four were so tired that they sat on the ground and gasped for breath. Although they had the support of the Taihuang Giant Talisman, they had to mobilize all their spiritual power to smash it down every time, otherwise they would not have destroyed the magic weapon so quickly.
Yun Feimiao was very tired after smashing the Taihuang giant talisman for a whole day, so he leaned against Xie Yang to rest.
"Afeng, the immortal weapon is destroyed, so those space channels should have disappeared as well, right?"
"Yeah, it should be gone. Once they're done picking up the pieces, we'll go check it out."
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