As soon as the sword passed by, the whole world seemed to be split in half. Thousands of miles around, everything became silent, as if everything in the world surrendered to this sword.
Although Master Yijie's true strength was so strong that even Gu Fenghua and others were shocked, he couldn't resist such a terrifying sword.
"Qiang!" Amidst the sound of Jin Ming, the shadows of the staff, which were layered upon layers like surging waves, disappeared in an instant. The indestructible Zen staff, which was forcibly smelted entirely from fine gold and mithril and weighed more than a thousand gold, was actually cut off from it.
Master Yijie groaned and stepped back, a bloody wound appeared on his chest, and he could faintly see bones.
"Die to me!" The sword succeeded, Changsun Luocang did not let Master Yijie go, but held the long sword tightly, and continued to fly towards him.
A sword cut off the opponent's Zen staff, but a bean-sized gap was also knocked out on the edge of the sword. This divine sword, which had been with him for tens of thousands of years and had never been damaged in the slightest, was actually injured by such a crude Zen staff. The eldest grandson Luocang's heart was bleeding, and he hated Yijie's carelessness even more.
Kill him, you must kill him, otherwise the hatred in my heart will be hard to get rid of! An extremely strong killing intent exuded from Changsun Luocang's body.
Seeing this, Gu Fenghua and the others were shocked. They had also fought against Changsun Luocang several times before, but they had never felt such a strong murderous intent from him.
Obviously, the old man was mad, and he would definitely not give Master Yijie the slightest chance to escape today.
Seeing the elder grandson Luocang and his sword united as one, rushing towards Master Yijie like lightning, the hearts of several people seemed to be tightly grasped by a big hand, making it difficult to breathe. However, their injuries were not healed, if it weren't for Master Yijie who rescued them in time, I am afraid that their lives would be lost now, how could they help him?
"Old dog, grandson, if you dare to hurt my husband-in-law, I will kill you!" At the very moment, a beautiful but domineering voice suddenly sounded, and a woman with a seductive and cold face appeared out of thin air, and with a flip of her hand, A delicate seal flew out of his hand.
The seal grew against the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it became a foot in size, square and square, as if it was smashing towards the eldest grandson Luo Cang like a hill.
"Haochen seizes the seal of the sky!" Changsun Luocang, Chang Aotian and others exclaimed almost simultaneously.
The eldest grandson Luocang has the artifact of his life, and of course other emperors and envoys also have it. Haochen seizes the sky seal, which is the natal artifact envoyed by Lord Haochen.
The envoy Haochen is one of the six envoys of the Extreme Spirit Realm. Although there are not many chances for the envoys to fight each other, even if they themselves may not be able to accurately determine the ranking, many people think that the envoy Haochen He is the strongest of the six great envoys of the Spirit Realm.
Since he is the strongest envoy in the Lingji Realm, he is probably the strongest among the eighteen envoys of Wuji Shengtian. Kings are comparable.
The envoy Haochen has such strength, the holy soul is of course more pure and condensed than others, his Haochen seizing the sky seal is also one of the strongest natal artifacts among the envoys, and most of them use defensive methods like others. It is different from tempering natal artifacts, his Haochen Seizes the Sky Seal itself is an extremely domineering attacking artifact.
?Eldest Sun Luocang asked himself, even if he sacrificed the Luocang Seven-Star Banner with all his strength, it might not be able to stop the mighty power of Haochen Seizing the Sky Seal. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com