The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 662: Conquer

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Suck!

The pupils couldn't help but shrink, and Zhuo Fan immediately looked horrified, his forehead was full of sweat.

At this moment, the long sword has already come to him, no more than a minute away from him. His Kongming Divine Eye is the second highest, and the power of the sky has not dissipated, and it is too late to transform into a transposition. .

In this case, he can't avoid the beheading of that long sword at all!

The only way is to use the air-breaking magical powers that have not yet dispersed to defeat the long sword. But how is this possible?

No matter how powerful it is to break through the air, it cannot compare to the magical power of the unicorn arm. Even the unicorn arm was pierced by a sword aura, how could this air-breaking power prevent the strong attack of that long sword?

For a time, Zhuo Fan fell into a desperate situation, and there was no way to survive!

However, watching that long sword approaching step by step, Zhuo Fan's eyes trembled, and in the end he could only grit his teeth and fight. Let the dead horse be a living doctor!

Even if you know you can’t stop it, you have to try it!

Thinking about this, the two golden rings on Zhuo Fan's right pupil gave out shining golden light, and he shouted: "Kongming God pupil is the second highest, breaking through the sky!"

Om!

A spatial fluctuation sounded, and Zhuo Fan’s right pupil shot out an invisible shock wave, which immediately collided with the straight sword.

Ding!

As if the sound of a metal blow, the long sword was suddenly back shocked by the blow. After turning twice in the air, he immediately plunged into a wall full of sacred stones.

Can't help being taken aback, Zhuo Fan was a little dumbfounded, and then looked at his right hand unicorn arm, which was still stained with gurgling blood. With a wave of his hand, with a bang, he smashed a big hole in the wall next to him.

That’s right, the unicorn arm is stronger than the piercing god. How come this holy soldier, which the unicorn arm can’t stop, was blown into the air by Lao Tzu’s move. What’s the matter?

Kala Kara...

Zhuo Fan was thinking in a puzzled face, but when the sound of cracking the wall sounded, the long sword twisted the blade, and then pulled out his body with a **** expression, and continued to be fierce. Rushed towards Zhuo Fan abnormally.

The pupils of his eyes condensed unconsciously, and Zhuo Fan's expression was solemn. Seeing this scene, he did not dare to neglect, and immediately used another trick to break the sky.

Touch!

There was a loud noise, just like just now, the long sword was flew out again, shook its body, as if it was stunned, spinning around on the spot.

The brow furrowed deeply, and Zhuo Fan wondered, why can't the most powerful unicorn arm help this thing, but the less powerful Po Kong to beat this thing?

Could it be that... Is it natural to restrain each other?

Thinking about this, Zhuo Fan's eyes rolled around, and another idea came up in his mind. Since breaking the sky can overcome it, what about the other magical powers of the Kongming Shentong?

Huh!

At this moment, the long sword rushed towards Zhuo Fan again without discouragement, and the murderous aura on the sword body escaped more vigorously than before.

My eyes narrowed slightly. This time Zhuo Fan didn't panic anymore, just like an old fox, quietly waiting for his prey to enter the nest!

Finally, that long sword flew within a hundred meters of him, and Zhuo Fan's eyes suddenly condensed, four golden halos flashed in his right pupil, and he shouted: "Kongming God pupil fourth Heavy, absolute domain, air shock!"

Om!

Suddenly, the entire cave was shaking constantly, and the surrounding holy stones were falling off and falling to the ground, but it was just shaking. It didn’t turn into powder like before. nothingness!

It can be seen that the strength of this holy spirit mine is really not covered!

He nodded secretly in his heart, Zhuo Fan looked at the long sword that flew up to him again, but in the constant vibration, it kept shaking, staying in place, and the sword light all over his body was hitting. Trembling, as if trembling.

But without a little ability, he started chasing Zhuo Fan!

Sure enough, the magical powers of Kongming Shentong completely restrained this holy soldier!

The pupils of the eyes condensed, and Zhuo Fan's heart finally understood. Then, the right pupil changed again, turning into three golden halos, and shouted: "The third stage of Kongming God pupil, Phantom Kong!"

Om!

Suddenly, all the surrounding vibrations stopped, only the long sword was enveloped by an invisible wave. It seemed that the compass to the north could not be found, and it was slowly spinning left and right, revealing a sense of confusion!

"Hmph, since you don't want to use it for me, but you want to kill me, then you sword spirit, I can't use it anymore!" With narrowed eyes, a naked killing intent flashed across Zhuo Fan's eyes. .

He knew in his heart that the holy soldiers had spirits, and there were sword spirits hidden in this long sword, controlling the spirituality of this sword.

Now, he doesn't deal with the sword spirit of this sword. If he wants to fully recognize the master of this sword, he can only obliterate the disobedient sword spirit. Therefore, he is now using the illusion to control the sword spirit's consciousness and quiet it down.

And if the Saint Soldier lacks spirituality, it will fall into several grades. Therefore, before obliterating the sword spirit, he has to put in another spiritual thing in advance!

Turning his eyes to the left and right, Zhuo Fan suddenly thought about it, and a beam of blood flew out of his body immediately, and immediately got into the long sword, but it was undoubtedly his blood baby.

Starting to pinch the Yin Jue in his hand, Zhuo Fan couldn't help but yelled: "The Heaven Demon's Great Hua Jue, turn the sword into its body, and the sword spirit returns to its place!"

Huh!

The black gas flickered on the long sword, accompanied by the evil smile of the blood infant, a horrified scream was also emitted from the long sword, but it was the original sword spirit of the sword.

However, because Zhuo Fan suppressed its divine consciousness with the magical power of the sky, although it wanted to resist it, it was still helpless. After Zhuo Fan and the Blood Infant used the Heavenly Demon Great Transformation Art, its spiritual consciousness was Gradually decomposed, and finally became the nourishment for the blood baby, and was completely absorbed!

Om!

Suddenly, a soft moan sounded, and the long sword that was parked in the air trembled immediately. The body of the sword, which was originally clean and flawless, was slowly stained with layers of black air currents, gurgling as gorgeous as blood. The stripes slowly climbed onto the body of the sword, causing the entire sword to reveal the wickedness.

Putting away the magical powers of the sky, Zhuo Fan waved, and the sword suddenly flew into his hands.

Looking at the sword deeply, Zhuo Fan nodded in satisfaction and smiled: "From today onwards, there will be a sixth-rank holy soldier missing, but there will be an extra sixth-rank holy magic sword! Little guy , In the future, you will be one body with this sword body and spirit sword. It is both Lao Tzu’s natural blood baby and the strongest sixth-grade holy demon sword in the sanctuary. It’s really awesome! It’s a pity that with my current strength, it’s still impossible. Use one percent of your power, alas!"

The sword body trembled slightly, but it flew out of Zhuo Fan's hand suddenly, and then drew two circles in the air, the light flashed, and the blood infant itself appeared immediately.

Then, without saying anything, the blood infant plunged into Zhuo Fan's body again and disappeared.

I couldn’t help but stunned, Zhuo Fan was stunned for a while, then shook his head with a chuckle, and sighed: "Little guy, you want to say, no matter whether I can fully use that sword, you will follow me physically and mentally. One?"

There was no movement, the blood infant just sat quietly in Zhuo Fan's body, falling asleep like a child, quietly abnormal.

"Hey, it's worthy of being a blood infant who has been with Lao Tzu for so many years. It is much better than the original sword spirit. You control this holy soldier, but I can rest assured that Lao Tzu is a lot, ha ha ha..."

He smiled happily, Zhuo Fan then flashed a light in his hand, and a dozen more sacred stones appeared. I have to eat one more thing!"

Huh!

As soon as the voice fell, the sacred stones in Zhuo Fan's hand disappeared suddenly, and after he looked carefully, he found that the stones had already been taken in by his blood infant.

Unconsciously laughed, Zhuo Fan sighed helplessly: "Oh, putting so many sacred stones in Lao Tzu’s belly will not get gallstones, hahaha...Hey, there are so many sacred stones here, why did Lao Tzu just want Take it out of your own pocket?"

Looking at the sacred stones on the ground that had been shaken down because of the previous shaking, Zhuo Fan shook his head unconsciously, and I committed another crime.

But it’s okay, it’s a big deal to take all these away before you leave, just as compensation!

Zuo Fan thought shamelessly, and then looked at his **** right arm, his brow wrinkled, and he faintly said: "Return to Heaven!"

Roar!

A soft groan sounded, and Zhuo Fan's right arm glowed with a gleaming cyan light, full of vitality. However, the unicorn arm only stopped the bleeding, and the wound did not get any better.

Unexpectedly, Zhuo Fan frowned deeply, doubting in his heart.

Is this because the unicorn arm’s wound cannot be cured, or is it wounded by the holy soldiers and cannot be treated?

After all, this is the first time that the unicorn arm was injured, and Zhuo Fan didn't know what happened!

Hey, forget it, let it slowly heal itself, I can't think of it for so many years, Lao Tzu has been so **** good again! Don’t let others see this, otherwise the things here will be exposed!

Anxiously took out a piece of gauze, bandaged himself, Zhuo Fan put down his long sleeves, blocked the wound, and continued to walk into the cave until the end.

Furthermore, his original purpose was to explore the formation here. If you can't get the Saint Soldier, you can go back with peace of mind!

"This is the land of the spirit mine enchantment. I can't dig this cave until it's dug here. I think it's the wall I hit here!" Gently stroked the deepest wall of the cave. Zhuo Fan looked at it quietly.

For a long time, he saw the radiant wall, as if covered by a thin film, and various weird patterns were re-engraved on it, and then he nodded slightly, his eyes filled with surprise: "Sure enough, this cloth The formation technique is quite clever, it is natural, and there is no trace of flaws. It seems like..."

His eyes trembled slightly, and Zhuo Fan's heart couldn't help but sink: "It's like... the Thunder Gorge trapped in the sky, shouldn't it be the same person, or a master of the same level. If that is the case. In this case, this is yet another relic of an emperor master!"

What has happened to this Fan Tier before, how can it be left behind by such a master?

Such an ingenious array technique, even if he has the Jiuyou Secret Record and has studied for several years, he can think of the method of breaking the array. With his current strength, he is still powerless.

Before, the reason why they were able to enter the Luolei Gorge was because of a formation flaw that the soaring Qilin desperately fought. But if the two places in Fenyan Valley were complete formations, and if they were still related to this, he would not be able to enter anymore if he was killed.

Don't talk to those sacred beasts, I guess he can't even open the gate of the formation...