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Text Volume 12 Immortal Crystal Chapter 537 The Finger of Darkness

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    "It is said that the divine treasure has a spirit, and you can choose its owner. You go and give it a try, and I will help you plunder the formation!" Seeing that the others were motionless, Bai Zhan immediately transmitted a message to the person next to him.

    "Yes." The man was overjoyed when he heard this. If such a divine sword can recognize him, then he will definitely be able to shine in the future, achieve some hegemony, and become the overlord of a party!

    Thinking of this, the man moved forward and rushed straight towards the eight-armed figure.  At the same time, with a swing of the long sword in his hand, several sword flowers that looked like white magnolias immediately attacked the eight-armed figure.  This is exactly the "Bai Lan welcomes guests" in the Bai family's "Bai Lu Xuan Sword".

    Like before, the eight-armed figure turned a deaf ear to the sword flowers attacking towards him.  Seeing this, the member of the Bai family was immediately overjoyed. He raised his figure again and stretched out his hand to grab the seven-colored divine sword.

    When the people of the Bai family saw this, they suddenly looked overjoyed.  Only Bai Zhan frowned slightly, and a trace of doubt flashed across his expression.

    When the people from Iron Lion Gate saw this, they suddenly became anxious.  When two people came out of the crowd, they immediately pulled out the six-foot-long sword from their backs with both hands, and slashed straight at the Bai family disciple with up and down movements.

    At this moment, the sword flower has fallen on the eight-armed figure, but the only difference is that the eight-armed figure is as illusory as the moon in the water.  Even if the sharp sword flower fell on him, there was no reaction at all.  He just passed through it and landed on the ground behind him.

    At this moment, the index finger on one of the arms of the eight-armed figure flicked slightly, and a little blue light flew towards the Bai family disciple.

    That little bit of blue light appeared on the body of the Bai family disciple in an instant, and then the Bai family disciple was like a kite with its string broken.  The castration continued and he hit the edge of the high platform. For a moment, blood and Baihuahua's brains were scattered everywhere like tofu.  The scene was extremely bloody for a while.

    And the index finger that flicked out the blue light flicked twice again, but this time the target was changed to the two outstanding people from Tishman Speyer.

    The result was the same as before, blue light fell on the two of them.  The two of them lost the breath of life in an instant.

    The whole process is just a matter of a few breaths.  Three people who were in the stage of becoming gods died unexpectedly.  Even though it shocked everyone present, it was obvious that they had some thoughts and speculations about this strange figure that appeared in the ruins.

    But what I never expected was that this eight-armed figure was so powerful. Killing a monk in the god stage was as easy as picking something out of a bag.

    ???????????????? Even the people from Senluomen, who had already seen it once, couldn¡¯t help but feel that the fact that this strange eight-armed figure in front of them killed four people in a snap was too mysterious.

    The three groups of people from the Senluo Sect, the Bai Family and the Tishman Sect all glanced at the seven-colored divine sword on the high platform with greedy eyes from time to time, but no one took action first.

    Of course it is to be exact.  No one dared to take action first.

    Otherwise, the target of the eight-armed figure's attack would be him in a moment. Therefore, although there were many people surrounding him for a while, and the colorful sword was placed there so brightly, it was only within easy reach.  .  But no one dared to make any changes.

    Your own attack has no effect on it, but the opponent's attack is enough to destroy you in a snap of your fingers.  The few people lying on the ground in front of them were the best deterrent. Fortunately, the strange eight-armed figure did not appear to attack on its own initiative.  But as long as you don't get close to the seven-colored divine sword, there will be no danger.

    But the bright seven-colored divine sword is so eye-catching that you don¡¯t even want to look away, let alone make everyone give up.  So for a while everyone was in a dilemma, not knowing what to do.

    At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared and broke everyone's silence.

    "Bang"

    Everyone saw a flash in front of their eyes, and a black figure suddenly came through the sky.  It hit the high stone platform with the seven-colored divine sword, and the man seemed to have been seriously injured.  After this impact.  It¡¯s even worse.  A mouthful of blood spit out.

    At this moment, the eight-armed figure appeared as everyone expected.  With a flick of his index finger, a little blue light instantly fell on the black figure.

    Looking towards this person's face, I saw that his face was extremely young, that is, he looked about seventeen or eighteen years old.  And she is extremely handsome, like a girl.  If she applied a little pink and white, I'm afraid it would be impossible for ordinary women to compare with it.

    This person was naturally Fang Tong. When he was hit by the fist-sized spar, he flew out unawares.  who knowsUnder such involuntary circumstances, he actually flew straight up to the stone pillar under the seven-colored divine sword.

    Before he could recover, he saw a little blue light falling on him.  Immediately, Fang Tong's expression changed drastically, and it was too late to escape.  That bit of blue light was too fast.

    "This kid is not dead?" Seeing Fang Tong's appearance, everyone in Senluo Sect suddenly thought to themselves.

    "Yes! Xuan Ye ran after this kid, but he has not seen anyone yet. But this kid has appeared here. Could it be that" Seeing Fang Tong's appearance, Xuejie muttered in a hurry.  But then I thought about it, and remembered that several people had suddenly lost their soul fluctuations at the flick of the finger of the eight-armed figure. I guess this kid can't be an exception!

    Except for Senluomen and others, everyone from the Bai family and Tieshimen looked surprised when they saw Fang Tong's appearance.  You must know that no one who can enter this place is a monk at the Nascent Soul Stage, and the weakest ones are also monks at the Transformation Stage.

    But this guy is just a monk in the Yuanying stage, and he is only in the early stage of Yuanying.  The fact that it can actually appear here is enough to prove its extraordinary nature.

    And when he thought about it, the captain of the Xuanming Guard in Senluomen's god-transformation stage chased this kid, but he never came back.  For a moment, both Tieta and Bai Zhan were a little curious about each other.

    I also developed a little love for talent.  If possible, the two of them even hope to accept him as their disciple!  After all, this reveals that extraordinary people are either gifted or possess some kind of rare treasure.  Regardless of the point, accepting him as a disciple would only have advantages and no disadvantages.

    But thinking about how everyone on my side died at the hands of that eight-armed figure before, I guess this kid will be no exception!

    Thinking of this, the two of them couldn't help but feel a little regretful, but that was all.

    That little bit of blue light fell on Fang Tong, and he was like a fish swimming against the current.  Following Fang Tong's meridians, he reached Fang Tong's mind in an instant.

    The speed was so fast that even Fang Tong had no time to organize effective resistance. He rushed straight towards Fang Tong's soul beads as fast as lightning.

    But there was nothing else, after this bit of blue light fell into the mysterious golden liquid.  Like a cow stuck in a quagmire, it was instantly wrapped tightly by the transparent silk thread.  Then there was no movement, just floating there honestly.

    "Huh"

    Fang Tong couldn't help but let out a breath and raised his hands to wipe the sweat from his forehead.  It only took him a moment to realize that he was still in danger!

    As soon as his consciousness moved, the Xuanbing Sword appeared in his hand.  At the same time, he raised his eyes and looked around, and what caught his eye was the eight-armed figure covered in water mist. He was sitting there cross-legged, with his eyes closed, and each of his eight arms was kneading secrets, as if he was practicing martial arts.

    Seeing the bursts of divine soul pressure coming from the eight-armed figure, Fang Tong¡¯s expression immediately changed.  Such a powerful soul is no worse than when he was in the Mahayana stage.

    Reconnecting with the soul fluctuations on the blue light that attacked him before, Fang Tong still didn't know that it was the eight-armed figure in front of him that attacked him.

    When Fang Tong was about to stay away from the eight-armed figure, he looked around and saw Xue Gie and three people standing in front of him, looking at him with a look of surprise on his face.

    Looking out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Bai Zhan from the Bai family and Iron Tower from Tishman Gate each with a few people behind him on the left and right sides.  It seemed as if they were specifically blocking themselves, but their eyes were full of surprise, as if they were looking at monsters, sizing themselves up.

    Fang Tong obviously didn¡¯t know what was going on, and suddenly a dazzling light flashed out of the corner of his eye.  Fang Tong turned his head and saw a long sword exuding seven colors quietly inserted on the high platform beside him. The five-clawed golden dragon constantly swimming in the sword body was lifelike, as if it could be seen at any time.  May be swaying out.

    The bursts of sword breath emanating from it are like wind and rain, but they are also like swords.  Obviously, it is the extremely powerful magic weapon that can be emitted.

    Even if Fang Tong has seen an immortal weapon like the Wind-killing Sword, he has to sigh that this seven-colored divine sword is so powerful that it is much stronger than the Wind-killing Sword.

    "Huh"

    The eight-armed figure seemed a little surprised that Fang Tong did not die under his attack.  Immediately, his eyes opened, and he saw two gleaming green lights, like will-o'-the-wisps, looking towards Fang Tong.  Suddenly, Fang Tong could not help but feel chills all over his body.

    ¡°Boy, do you come here by yourself, or do I go and catch you?come over?  "No movement was seen on the eight-armed figure's lips, and a hoarse voice appeared in Fang Tong's ear.

    Obviously, the eight-armed figure found it a bit incomprehensible that Fang Tong could actually survive under the finger of his own dark god, and the other party was only a young boy in the early stage of Nascent Soul.  Then there is only one possibility, there is something wrong with the other party.
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