"What...Senior, you are teaching this junior a bad lesson!" Ji Hao looked at the Nether Cult Leader with twinkling eyes, and reluctantly stroked the hilt of the Dragon Horn Sword with both hands. The two dragon-horned swords felt Ji Hao's touch, and the swords were trembling slightly, and they kept making low sounds.
The world opened up, Pangu fell, his body collapsed, and the three Pangu clans evolved.
The extremely powerful body of Saint Pangu evolved into the most physically powerful dragon race; and the Ancestral Dragon was blessed with Pangu's two front teeth, which turned into a pair of his indestructible dragon horns. In the prehistoric era, no one knew how to use these dragon horns to crush him. How many treasures have been obtained.
After the ancestor dragon disappeared, the pair of indestructible dragon horns turned into dragon horn swords and were enshrined in the ancestral temple of the dragon clan. In the endless years, this pair of dragon-horned swords only appeared in front of people during the Dragon Clan's ancestor worship ceremony, and were kept on the shelf at other times.
Divine objects have spirits, and the Dragon Horn Sword is very lonely.
Nowadays, Ji Hao's Pangu body has been completed, and the aura on his body is from the same lineage as Pangu's, pure and pure. The two dragon-horned swords were like abandoned kittens meeting their owners. They clung to Ji Hao reluctantly.
Even the leader of Netherworld felt the dependence of these two terrifying swords on Ji Hao.
"The leader of this religion is a bad junior? Humph, hum, hum!" The leader of the Netherworld laughed strangely a few times, pointed at Ji Hao and said: "You don't want it? Really don't want it? Then let the leader take the long worms from the Dragon Clan and use it. Their ancestral relics, give them a good squeeze!"
'Tsk', Ji Hao glanced at the Nether Cult leader and gently touched the Dragon Horn Sword with his fingers. He really couldn't make a decision.
Wanting to engulf the Dragon Horn Sword, this was indeed the best time. Da Xiaoyao escaped and was in the Zhoutian Star Formation. Ji Hao could definitely say that Da Xiaoyao took away all the Dragon Palace's treasures when he escaped.
But Ji Hao vaguely felt that swallowing other people's ancestral treasures was a bit despicable. Although he liked the pair of dragon horn swords, his character was not so shameless and despicable!
In the soul space, a shadow slowly appeared. Through Ji Hao's eyes, he took a deep look at the Dragon Horn Sword, and suddenly said rumbled: "Don't return it to the Dragon Clan. Such a sharp weapon, if not used to kill enemies, is really a waste of nature. It is enshrined by them in the ancestral temple every day. It's such a smoky thing, I really wronged these darlings."
After a slight pause, Xuying spoke again: "Furthermore, since they were transformed from Pangu's front teeth... you are more qualified to inherit these treasures than the Dragon Clan."
"Am I more qualified than the Dragon Clan to inherit the Dragon Horn Sword?" Ji Hao asked Xuying in return.
"Yes, you are more qualified to inherit them than the Dragon Clan." Xuying murmured: "The Dragon Clan only obtained Pangu's physical body; but you, you have already completed Pangu's body, Pangu's flesh, soul, and bloodline reproduction power... Although you are weak, you are the purest Pangu descendant in the world."
"There is no need to return it to the Dragon Clan, just keep it in your hand. Well, take out your Tai Chi Divine Blade." Xuying said loudly.
Ji Hao opened his mouth, and the Tai Chi Divine Edge turned into a stream of pure air and spurted out. Then the sword light flashed, and the Tai Chi Divine Edge, which was eight feet and one inch long, condensed out of the sword body. Suddenly, the Tai Chi Divine Blade began to vibrate violently, waves of sword sounds rose into the sky, and sharp sword energy shot out in all directions.
A pair of dragon-horned swords also trembled slightly, and the low roar was like the roar of thousands of dragons. Waves of thick waves scattered in all directions. Ji Hao's long hair was dancing wildly, and the Nether Cult leader who was caught off guard was actually shaken by this wave of waves. fall back.
“Hiss~~~” The Nether Cult Master gasped and exclaimed from the bottom of his heart: “Ji Hao, you are a disciple of fellow Taoist Yu Yu. This pair of Dragon Horn Swords does not match the zodiac signs of this Cult Leader. , this leader must be unable to help but want to snatch it away!"
The Dragon Horn Sword was stimulated by the Tai Chi Divine Edge, and the full burst of breath actually drove back the Nether Cult Master. This shocked the Nether Cult Master, but he also yearned endlessly for how powerful the Pangu Saint was who created the world.
It's just that his two front teeth have such a terrifying aura, so what about Pangu in his complete form
One person, one axe, killed 30 million Chaos gods and demons... The leader of the Netherworld was so excited that his whole body trembled, and his hair stood on end. He only regretted that he could not witness that earth-shattering battle with his own eyes. If he could have witnessed that battle, perhaps he would have made a huge breakthrough in his current Taoist realm!
The Dragon Horn Sword trembled slightly, and the low sword sound gradually suppressed the Tai Chi Shen Feng's cry.
The Tai Chi Divine Blade's light dimmed, floating quietly in front of the Dragon Horn Sword like a well-behaved deer. As an innate treasure-level magical weapon, the Tai Chi Shen Feng exuded the strongest momentum to challenge the Dragon Horn Sword, but the Dragon Horn Sword burst out its own aura with all its strength and easily suppressed the Tai Chi Shen Feng.
In the soul space, Xuying looked at the simple and heavy dragon horn sword and sighed softly. Then he formed a seal with his hands and breathed a spell.
A low dragon roar spurted out from the Dragon Horn Sword, and the Dragon Horn Sword suddenly melted and turned into two balls of chaotic colored juice. Waves of chaotic and ancient aura rushed towards his face, and the juice from the two dragon horn swords turned into two dragon shadows several feet long, one on the left and the other on the right, rushing towards the Tai Chi Divine Front.
In the sound of "chi chi", the two dragon shadows sank into the Tai Chi Divine Front. A terrifying heat spurted out from the Tai Chi Divine Front, followed by a frightening cold air rolling out. Hot air and cold air change with each other, the black and white divine lights on the Tai Chi Shen Feng alternately flash, and the simple and thick Heavenly Dao patterns slide over the sword body like running water.
A series of sharp sword intents shot out, and with a 'chi' sound, Ji Hao's Tai Chi robe suddenly cracked with more than a dozen very fine cracks.
Ji Hao exclaimed in fright, and hurriedly took dozens of afterimages and retreated backwards.
Hearing another 'chi' sound, the imperial crown on the head of the Netherworld Cult Leader was split into a deep groove by an invisible sword intent. The leader of Netherworld couldn't help but cursed, turned around and ran away as if his butt was burning.
A thick aura of chaos enveloped the Tai Chi Divine Front. Countless stars in the star array shook violently, and streaks of dazzling starlight that made it impossible to look directly poured into the Tai Chi Divine Front. The star-controlling wheel suspended next to Ji Hao groaned under the pressure. The speed at which the Tai Chi Divine Blade extracted the power of the stars exceeded the limit that the star-controlling wheel could withstand.
A sudden dragon roar came, and two dragon-shaped phantoms rushed out from the Tai Chi Divine Blade. They opened their big mouths and bit down one on the left and one on the right. The Star Controlling Wheel was torn into two with a 'click' sound. The piece was swallowed by two dragon shadows in one gulp.
The star formation in the sky collapsed, and all the stars fell into the Tai Chi Divine Front.
The several treasures of the Dragon Palace that Ji Hao had just collected let out a desperate cry, and flew out of Ji Hao's sleeves involuntarily, and were also swallowed by the two dragon shadows. The two dragon shadows let out a long groan of contentment and slowly retracted the Tai Chi Divine Blade.
"When a divine object is born, it should be sacrificed... This sword is so cruel, so many treasures are used to sacrifice its sharpness!"
The leader of the Netherworld exclaimed, and the chaotic air flow dispersed, and a long sword with a strange shape appeared in front of Ji Hao.
(End of chapter)