Chapter 2010

This altar is the dark altar condensed by Sauron. His real name has been condensed in the altar. Once the altar is out, you can feel that the vitality of heaven and earth, magic Qi and even space around are solidified and slow. The invisible awe inspiring rhyme directly covers the surrounding area, and layers of dark curtain quickly covers the surrounding area, like a sky curtain, covering the surrounding area. Wherever you go, it all belongs to darkness. The surrounding area is completely shrouded in darkness.

Poof!!

The golden rosefinch sniper bullet directly rushed into the dark sky, which is more terrible than any field. It is not only full of dark force, forming a layer of black fog, but also with strong corrosive force in the entanglement. The continuous dark force entangles around the golden sniper bullet, crazily corroding the power contained in the sniper bullet. You can see, The rosefinch flame above is fading away.

However, this bullet is not an ordinary bullet. It is a bullet fired from a congenital Lingbao rosefinch sniper gun. It looks like a bullet. It is more a pure rosefinch force. It can be an entity or an illusion. It is completely condensed by the rosefinch force, and it gathers the power of the stars to respond to the rosefinch stars. The power contained can be imagined. The penetrating force is even more amazing. While the bullet rotates, it constantly breaks the barrier of the dark sky.

Even if the power of the rosefinch on the bullet is wearing away, it still hasn't changed its pace of progress.

Ding!!

The rosefinch bullet shuttled forward firmly and constantly broke the black sky curtain. However, when it was close to Sauron, it was no longer possible to inch in. You could see that the dark altar stood in front of the sniper bullet. Under the collision between the altar and the bullet, it naturally made a clear sound. In this sound, you could see that countless mysterious dark runes emerged from the altar, Countless ancient and mysterious sacrificial demons echoed constantly.

The mysterious law of darkness flows through the altar.

The rosefinch bullet landed on the altar, and I immediately saw that a black light curtain appeared on the altar. The light curtain did not stop for long, but soon burst. The rosefinch bullet landed firmly on the altar, but it made a clear sound. The power of the rosefinch broke out instantly, turned into a layer of fiery rosefinch flame, covered the darkness crazily, and the altar began to burn continuously, It seems to melt the whole altar and burn to ashes.

However, a steady stream of dark forces emerged to extinguish the rosefinch flame.

In that process, it was as if fire and water were not allowed, and a blazing sound was sent out. There were sacrificial texts annihilated under the rosefinch flame, and the rosefinch flame was constantly obliterated. In the blink of an eye, all the rosefinch flame disappeared completely. On the dark altar, you can see that there are small cracks on it. Although the number of these cracks is small, and the degree of cracking is not large. If you don't look carefully, you won't even find them, but cracks are cracks.

This means that the altar has been damaged.

"What a powerful sniper. What an overbearing congenital Lingbao."

Soren's face was cold and almost iron blue.

You know, when you reach the Daotai realm, the altar refined by sacrificing is the place where the Tao fruit is. It carries its own Avenue and is constructed with the strange things of heaven and earth. The essence of the strange things of heaven and earth is not inferior to the innate Lingbao. To some extent, the altar in the Daotai realm is an alternative innate Lingbao. You won't be afraid to collide with the innate Lingbao at a critical moment, The powerful altar can directly smash the innate treasure.

This is the most important root for friars.

Therefore, when sacrificing and refining the altar, almost all monks will do their best to collect the wonders of heaven and earth they need. The more precious the wonders of heaven and earth are collected, the more stable the altar is forged, and the power will naturally be stronger. With their own growth, the top great supernatural powers do not need to use a wisp of Qi from the altar, Can directly crush all kinds of magic weapons.

Soren's dark altar has three floors. At ordinary times, the three-tier altar made by casting was enough to compete with the general innate Lingbao, but at this moment, it was badly damaged and cracked. Not to mention, even the sacrificial texts on the altar were wiped out. To repair it, I don't know how long it will take. The altar is connected with its life. At the same time, if Soren's body was bitten by thunder, he ejected a mouthful of reverse blood on the spot.

The altar was damaged to cut off his way.

The most terrible thing is that the power of the rosefinch sniper gun is really overbearing.

At the moment, standing outside the dark magic castle, there was a man wearing plain robes and cold face. On his back, he carried a long knife. This knife was simple and plain. It was hidden in the scabbard and could not feel any edge.

It is Fu Hongxue.

"Good chance, let me mend a knife!!"

A cold light flashed in Fu Hongxue's eyes. Everything that had happened before had been clearly seen in the bottom of his eyes. Naturally, he understood that this time was the weakest time for Sauron. His armor was stripped, his magic eye was stolen, and even his two eggs were gone. The Supreme Lord's ring was stolen. All kinds of dependencies were gone, and he was badly hurt, Just received a fatal blow from the rosefinch gun, and even the life altar was damaged. so to speak. Is the weakest moment.

It's not time to mend the knife. When will it have to wait.

It's a perfect opportunity.

In the backhand, the palm of the hand has fallen on the handle of the knife. In the body, a stream of Qi and blood, knife yuan, even the meaning of the knife, and their own essence and spirit are completely condensed in the combat knife in the hand. With the continuous infusion of strength, it can be seen that the combat knife is constantly shaking in the scabbard, as if waiting for the moment when it comes out of the scabbard.

One inch!

Two inches!

Three inches!!

It can be seen that the snow-white blade is being pulled out of the scabbard inch by inch.

The faster the operation, the better. The higher the frequency, the better. It's time and location. That kind of rapid pulling out and extremely high frequency knife drawing technique is naturally powerful. Moreover, it can be as fast as lightning, which is impossible to prevent, but it's not the essence of knife drawing.

The real essence lies in hiding the knife into the scabbard, getting ready to enter the scabbard, completely condensing in the scabbard, refining the meaning of the knife with essence and spirit, so that the meaning of the knife can explode several times or even ten times at the moment when it comes out of the scabbard, cut it out with one knife and destroy the sky and the earth. Truly invincible. Such a knife is really unstoppable. carry all before one. No one can easily cut out such a knife drawing technique.

Fu Hongxue's practice is the art of drawing a knife, which is called cutting the sky and pulling the knife. The meaning of the knife contains the supreme will to cut the sky. Even if the sky is blocked in front of him and cut out with a knife, it still needs to be crushed. To cultivate this Sabre technique, you must have the spirit of cutting the sky.

The longer the time, the greater the power.

At the moment when the sabre comes out of the scabbard, let the power contained in the sabre burst out several times. Be quick, hard and accurate, hide the edge in the scabbard, and come out of the scabbard for the first time.

This is the strength of the art of drawing a knife.

A knife is almost life and death. The first knife is the most terrible.

Fu Hongxue has been gaining momentum since she stepped out of Tongtian Pavilion and came here. Now, just pulling out a few inches, a sharp edge has bloomed from the blade. Moreover, the process of pulling out the blade seems slow. You can even see the picture of the war blade pulling out of the scabbard. In fact, it is not slow, but fast enough to deceive everyone's vision.

"What a skill to cut the sky and pull out the knife. It's a good opponent."

Not far away, a middle-aged man in a black robe, carrying an iron sword, his eyes always fell on Fu Hongxue. In the eyes, a trace of war appeared subconsciously. Although I just started to draw the knife, I can feel the supreme edge contained in the knife. The meaning of the sword can't be covered by the scabbard.

"Chop!!"

At the moment when the blade was completely pulled out of the scabbard, Fu Hong spit out a voice in her mouth.

As soon as the voice fell, the sword in his hand had been cut out.

The unparalleled meaning of the sword rises from the sky. Along with the war knife, it turns into a magic knife that connects heaven and earth. It is thousands of feet long and condensed into essence, so that people can't see the slightest illusion. That is a supreme Sabre thousands of feet long. In the knife, it seems that infinite creatures are shouting.

Cut the sky!

Cut the sky!!

The falling of this knife will split your sky, dissipate your gods and Buddhas, and darken your sun and moon.

Click!!

When the sword light falls, the boundary enveloping the dark magic castle suddenly appears and turns into a black light curtain enveloping the magic castle. However, under the sword light, the boundary is instantly broken, directly split and torn in two. The sword is invincible.

Boom!!

Under the light of the knife, the palace is broken. The touched magic soldiers and servants are instantly broken by the light of the knife and the soul is torn by the intention of the knife. Kill the will.

"Asshole, am I really allowed to be bullied by you? Is it over? When I'm in a public hut?"

Soren's nose has been crooked. It's really crooked. First, a group of thieves stole it, and then a killer assassinated it secretly. It's not enough. There's a mending knife after the assassination. What's this for? Do you really worry about Soren's not dying. What's the matter? Being watched by someone is so cruel. Although they fight alone, they are definitely not his opponents. They are fully armed. With the supreme ring in hand, he dares to be confident. Standing here, these jumping clowns don't want to hurt him.

At the thought of the supreme ring, his heart twitched and hurt.

However, it's useless to say this. The sky penetrating knife light has long seen that this knife poses a fatal threat. At this moment, there is no other way. The knife light comes too fast. The only way is to bump the dark altar against the sky cutting knife again.

"Break him up for me. I Soren can't kill anyone. Do you really think I won't get angry?"

Sauron's face was ferocious, and his eyes were completely occupied by anger and madness.

At this moment, even if you fight hard, you should let those shady thieves know that he Soren can't be bullied by anyone.