525 Half-Saints don't give much either.
Suddenly, the black threads were no longer hidden and immediately enveloped the area in a dense mass.
With its mouth wide open, a black flame shot out, fierce and carrying the power to destroy everything.
It burned with endless darkness, as if it wanted to devour everything. The temperature was extremely high, and wherever it went, the air spontaneously combusted and turned to ashes.
With a deafening roar, black flames struck He Chen violently. Instantly, He Chen's outer clothes turned to ashes, and even his dragon scale armor shattered.
The deafening roar echoed through the bell tower, as if telling an ancient story. That timeless sound, like an echo that transcends time, was distant and mysterious, reaching out to us.
A wisp of black flame on the divine bell cover spread out like ink in an instant, only to disappear without a trace a moment later, as if it had never existed.
The three-legged bird stared in disbelief, its eyes wide with shock. "Impossible! Impossible! A mortal! How could you possibly stop divine fire?"
It suddenly spat out several more mouthfuls of black flame, each one larger than the last, while its body shrank slightly with each exhalation.
Man and sword, perfectly in sync, their light gleaming and cold, a dragon's roar echoing through the heavens. With a tremor, the sound of wind being cut was sharp. With a single slash, the gentleman's sword split open from head to toe, stopping at the heart.
'You can't kill me, I'm immortal.' The three-legged bird struggled to escape, its true energy suddenly surging forth.
In an instant, the power of thunder and fire suddenly surged on the blade, the thunder and lightning flashing like countless silver arrows, and earth fire appeared out of thin air, making the surroundings look like a steel furnace.
In an instant, a deafening thunderclap erupted in the space where the black three-legged bird was located, as fast as lightning and as bright as day.
Lightning flashed like silver snakes falling to the ground, its howling sound like a raging storm, whipping up thousands of waves, surging and roaring, the thunder rumbling as if ghosts and gods were descending to earth.
Lightning bolts connected the space surrounding the three-legged bird, instantly locking the space as if it were a barrier. The three-legged bird struggled desperately, with nowhere to escape.
In the blink of an eye, with a thunderous roar, lightning rained down like falling meteors, exploding into countless shimmering fireballs, and the black three-legged bird instantly burst into flames.
A sharp, piercing scream echoed through the air, like the mournful wail of a ghost.
Thunder rolled down, streaks of lightning and booming claps of thunder, like the rumble of war chariots, like the flashing of swords and the flickering of blades. Flames rose from the void, and the two converged, like lightning and fire dragons, with thunder shaking the heavens.
The three-legged bird struggled amidst thunder and flames, emitting a mournful cry as flames roared and a foul stench spread.
"Mortal, let me go at once, or my clan will surely not let you go." The tone was vicious, arrogant and overbearing.
The thunder continued to bombard, the flames burned relentlessly, and the black cloud of the three-legged bird dwindled in number.
Just as it was about to dissipate, the black gas suddenly condensed into a line and burst open, causing the space to tremble violently, the sky to collapse and the earth to crack, the space to shatter, and it rushed out in an instant, drilled into the heart next to it, and disappeared.
A venomous yet confident voice rang out, "You wait! When I emerge, I will wipe out your entire clan. Not a single one will be spared."
Suddenly, strange black lights appeared around the heart, dazzling and bright, as if separated from the surrounding space, forming an independent space. Within this space, the three-legged bird seemed both within reach and far away.
He Chen's eyes darkened slightly as he focused his mind and sensed the surrounding space. Suddenly, it seemed as if there were lines connecting the different areas, and a trajectory connecting them.
The Gentleman's Blade flashed with lightning, changing the color of heaven and earth. The blade shimmered with brilliant light, and the power of thunder and the aura of purification and destruction from flames condensed on its body, as if it contained boundless power.
Thunder and flames shone brightly, radiating dazzling light. The blade roared like a dragon's cry, its sharpness tearing through space as it thrust straight in, striking the heart squarely. Thunder and flames surged forth rapidly.
Thunder descended, and flames raged in the void. The black aura had nowhere to hide or escape, and was instantly annihilated.
From within her heart, a soft voice whispered, "Thank you for saving me, young master, and for helping me rid myself of the villain. Please draw your sword, young master; I am eternally grateful."
His true energy surged forth at full speed, and the thunder and flames that had just subsided, like world-destroying divine thunder, with unparalleled majesty and power, tore through the sky and shook the earth. Thunder rumbled, and all beneath the thunder were but ants; beneath the flames, everything was to be purified.
The sound arrives suddenly, and the rhythm disappears completely.
[Add 10,000 kill points] floated before my eyes.
Half-saints, even in their weakened state, are still half-saints; in their prime, they are at least demon saints.
Thunder and flames continued to burn, the enormous heart gradually began to condense, and the vast red energy began to slowly evaporate and condense, finally forming a fist-sized red treasure crystal, the essence of the three-legged bird.
With a gentle flick of the gentleman's blade, the crystal flew out, weighing a staggering ten thousand pounds. The surrounding temperature instantly soared, as if flames were rising, and the air around them suddenly heated up.
Within the crystal, blazing flames, immense energy, terrifying purity, and life force pulsed as if alive, seemingly possessing the power of rebirth.
The sword spirit seemed to be still fast asleep, but the blade had become twice as heavy. Involuntarily, tiny sparks of lightning flickered within the blade, as if the spirits of the night were dancing.
Lightning and sparks, small yet domineering, accompanied by faint, booming sounds in the air, flashing and crackling with a slight crackling sound, contained immense energy, the power of heaven and earth, pure and strong, thunder and flames, resonating with heaven and earth, dancing with the stars, majestic and solemn, inviolable.
The blade, once pointed, is invincible; it is gently sheathed and vanishes.
Change into a black cotton coat; it's simple and comfortable.
Carefully examining the surrounding space, the three-legged bird had been dead for an unknown period of time, its bones all turned to stone. Gently touching them, one could feel that the essence within had been completely absorbed by the black three-legged bird, awaiting its rebirth.
As he scanned with his divine sense, he spotted a black ore, about the size of a sack full of goods. It was a familiar spirit ore, and he was filled with emotion.
Star-patterned stone, or star iron, this piece is really big. I can't help but think of the first star-patterned stone and the surrounding minerals. It seems there are traces to follow.
Around the star-patterned stone, there were also many fist-sized wind spirit ores scattered around, interspersed with some regular-sized star stones, like twinkling stars.
Gently bending down to collect the ore piece by piece, it's like savoring a moment of respite from the hurried pace of life.
Half an hour later, after the search was completed, there were indeed some gold nuggets and silver ingots the size of millstones, scattered around like trash.
It is shameful to waste gold and silver. I gently collected them and looked around. In the emptiness, a sense of life slowly arose, as if all things were born through natural selection.
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