Chapter 1621 Killing the Blood-Dry Ancestor (Part 1)

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"Really? Then let's see if I have the luck to use it!"

Without waiting for the other party's ridicule, Nie Yun's spirit moved and spread into the bottle.

In an instant, he communicated with Jingxin inside, and a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes.

This Chaos Jingxin Bottle can indeed be refined when it reaches the master level. Before, he had no strength and had no way. Now that he has reached the master level, it has been completely refined in a blink of an eye.

After refining the Jingxin Bottle, Nie Yun has already understood how to use this magic weapon. It is indeed extremely powerful and terrifying.

With a wave of his hand, the Chaos Jingxin Bottle immediately flew into the air, grew in the wind, and became the size of a mountain. The mouth of the bottle was dark and deep, like another world, hideous and terrifying.

"Huh? It's getting bigger... How can you use this magic weapon?"

The dried blood ancestor finally failed to refine this treasure. There was no mark of his soul in it. He didn't know that in a short period of time, this magic weapon that once made him confident had a real owner.

However, even if he didn't know, seeing the changes in the Chaos Meditation Bottle in the other party's hands, the control was simple, and he knew that the other party must have used some special means to control it, and even more skillfully than he used it!

"Don't worry about how I can use it, Chaos Meditation Bottle, swallow it!"

Too lazy to talk nonsense with him, Nie Yun clapped his hands, and the mouth of the bottle suddenly produced endless swallowing power, whistling towards the Dry Blood Ancestor.

"Humph, you want to swallow me with this little power, you underestimate me too much!"

The Dry Blood Ancestor sneered, and his body also changed. Like a giant, his arms reached the sky, and his hands shook. He resisted the swallowing of the Chaos Meditation Bottle, and at the same time, he waved his big hand and slapped it towards Nie Yun.

"Quick reaction, but I said today is your death day, it is your death day!"

Nie Yun moved his palm, and a long sword appeared in his palm... Jixu Sword!

This dominant divine weapon fell when he was chased by the Dry Blood Ancestor. Just now, he stole it back from him and regained control.

With the long sword in hand, Nie Yun's momentum suddenly increased.

Although he has the talent of a martial arts master. He can use any weapon to perfection, just like many years of practice, but what really makes him powerful is swordsmanship.

A sword stands horizontally, and the sword intent comes from the sky. It seems to appear from the deepest part of the world. It is endless and has no end.

The eternity of the world may end, but this hatred will never end!

The ninth style of the Lianyue Sword, a sword of long hatred!

This sword is his memories of Dan Tai Lingyue, all the love and hatred are integrated into it. A sword is stabbed out, endless, like a thin line of emotion. Once it is stained on the body, it cannot be shaken off.

This sword technique is more terrifying than Yijian Lingyun, the latter is just a simple physical attack. And this move directly pierces the soul, and as soon as it appears, it seems that a big net appears in the sky, covering the dry blood ancestor.

Life is full of joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and pains. As long as there is persistence in the heart, it will be hurt. The dry blood ancestor was shrouded by the sword intent, and the time in front of him solidified, and the whole person was stagnant in place.

In front of him, another scene appeared. The Ganxue Dynasty that he had worked so hard to build was instantly shattered, and all his efforts were wasted.

His greatest pride in his life was the Ganxue Dynasty. Seeing the destruction of the luxurious empire at this time, the sadness in his heart can be imagined. His soul seemed to be destroyed, his eyes turned red, his throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Don't..."

He let out a long hiss, and his palms grabbed forward, but the scene in front of him was like the sand in an hourglass, slowly disappearing, and he couldn't catch it at all.

"The dynasty is destroyed, what's the point of me living?"

Watching everything slowly disappear, the pride in the heart of the Ganxue ancestor gradually faded, and the whole person was lost and sluggish.

The greatest persistence and goal were lost, even the master could not bear it.

"Ganxue, wake up!"

Just when he was depressed and didn't know what to do in the future, a sudden shout sounded, and then the Ganxue ancestor's ears were like a huge thunder, and the whole person was shocked.

Crash!

All the illusions in front of him disappeared, and then he saw a white sword light coming to him.

This sword light was as bright as the moon, without any impurities, light and elegant, and what people saw was not death, but a kind of expectation, as if seeing it at a glance, there was a faint expectation in his heart, hoping that the sword light would pierce him.

Whoosh!

However, he was worthy of being a master-level strongman. With a slash of wisdom in his eyes, all the negative emotions in his mind disappeared. The old ancestor Ganxue turned around hurriedly and avoided the fatal blow of the sword light.

Bang!

The sword light pierced his chest and was blocked by the defensive master weapon, but the violent impact still made him angry and his face turned pale.

"Smelly boy, what kind of sword move is this, damn..."

After turning several somersaults in the air, he finally stopped. The old ancestor Ganxue was panting heavily, his face full of horror. At this time, he realized that he was only a few steps away from the entrance of the Chaos Meditation Bottle. If he hadn't been awakened by the shouting just now, he might have been swallowed by the bottle in front of him and fell into depravity.

It can make the master fall into confusion and know nothing. What a terrible sword technique!

"What a pity!"

Unlike the old ancestor Gan Xue who was furious, Nie Yun shook his head.

If the sword Changhen could have put Gan Xue into the Chaos Meditation Bottle, with the help of the Hopeless Water and the Sky Cloud Fire, even if the opponent was the master, he might be able to refine it!

Unfortunately, it was destroyed by the Fuxu master at the critical moment.

A strong man of this level was able to get hit for the first time because he didn't understand how terrifying his sword moves were. The next time he used them, it would be difficult to be effective if the opponent was on guard.

"Hey, take another sword!"

How could Nie Yun explain to him? With one move of his sword, the wind and clouds surged.

One sword reaches the clouds!

This time, Lingyun's sword was much more powerful than before. The fierce sword energy seemed to tear the sky apart, and it went straight down. Wherever the sword light went, everything turned into void, unable to resist it in the slightest.

"Hmph, today the two of us will work together to give you the upper hand, and you won't have to live anymore!"

Lord Fuxu roared angrily, and the two mountains in his hands flew straight over, traversing the east and west, suppressing all directions.

The space that was originally broken by Ling Yun's sword was restored again under the suppression of the giant mountain, as if nothing had happened.

He is worthy of being the master of the heavens. With a specific weapon, Nie Yun's sword Lingyun can be broken with one move, making it impossible to sustain it.

"receive!"

Facing the opponent's fierce power, Nie Yun did not panic. Instead, he showed a confident look. He took a step forward and pushed it into the air. The huge Chaos Meditation Bottle in the air immediately rushed forward, like a broken bamboo.

Whoosh!

The violent suction master at the mouth of the Meditation Bottle could resist it, but the two mountains were unable to withstand it. They were enveloped by the air flow, shook violently, and were swallowed into the Chaos Meditation Bottle with a "Whoosh!" and disappeared.

"What? My baby..."

Fuxu didn't expect that Nie Yun was waiting for him here, waiting for him to throw him out of the mountain and swallow him with the Chaos Meditation Bottle. His face froze and he almost fell from the air.

In order to refine these two mountains, he spent countless energy and consumed countless materials. They are his best master weapons. Once they are lost, their strength will definitely be greatly damaged, and there will be no one left in ten.

"return!"

He hurriedly ran the magic formula in his hand, trying to take back the giant mountain, but found that it was like a mud cow drowning in the sea, and it was of no use at all.

Although the Chaos Meditation Bottle is not the Domination Divine Weapon, it is more powerful than the Domination Divine Weapon. Because of this, the Dry Blood Ancestor can be so confident after obtaining it.

Of course, what's more important is that after refining the Chaos Meditation Bottle, Nie Yun connected the space inside with his Nawu World, swallowed the giant mountain, and immediately transferred it to the Nawu World.

He is the only creator of this world. Not to mention just a dominating magic weapon, even if he is the king's magic weapon, he cannot stir up trouble.

"Have you completely refined it?"

Seeing that the Chaos Meditation Bottle was actually able to swallow the weapon of Lord Fuxu, the Dry Blood Ancestor realized that the other party was not just using it, but had probably completely refined the treasure in front of him!

He had worked hard for hundreds of millions of years without success. He took away the opponent's breath in just a few breaths. Seeing this, his whole body felt as uncomfortable as eating shit.

"Yes, now that I know it's too late, you should go in too!"

The wings of the phoenix unfolded, and Nie Yun's body suddenly flashed, and he appeared in front of him. He struck again with his sword and kicked out at the same time.

This time he was on guard. Although the ancestor of Dry Blood didn't stay in the hall for long, he moved too fast and hit him in the chest with a kick.

The sword, feet, and bottle work together perfectly, and the timing is perfect.

call!

Before the Dry Blood Ancestor could react, his head sank and he was swallowed by the Chaos Meditation Bottle and disappeared from the crowd.

(The first update is here. Everyone else is on vacation, and the hard-working ones still have to go to class. Wow, it’s so miserable... Please give me two monthly tickets to comfort me...) (To be continued...)

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