Xuan Tian's tone was indifferent, but it revealed a firm killing intent, coupled with a part of ridicule.
"Xuantian, dare to hurt my son. When you ascend to the God Realm, this Supreme Being wants you not to survive, not to die. You have to think twice before doing anything you want to do!"
At this moment, the void distorted, as if there was a layer of faint ripples spreading, a mighty voice resounded in the vast and endless starry sky, as if coming from all directions, shaking Xuantian's heart.
No one in the mortal world can make such a mighty sound. The sound came from the God Realm. The divine sound came down to the world, and it came from the father of Sikong Ding——Shenwang Sikong.
Hearing the voice of God King Sikong, the terrified Sikong Ding finally revealed the light of hope in his eyes.
At this moment, God King Sikong in the God Realm may experience everything that the latter sees and hears through the senses of Sikong Ding, and what Xuantian said, God King Sikong can hear everything in his ears.
"Ha ha ha ha… !"
Regarding God King Sikong's warning, Xuantian was not afraid at all, instead he laughed out loud and said, "Sikong Zhaixing, I once killed Qin Shiyu, the god son of the Immortal God King, and he is also chattering like you, but, Qin Shiyu is still dead. Do you think you can scare me, Xuantian, with just one sentence? Please take a good look at how your son Sikong Ding died, and remember this feeling well, because one day, I will go to the God Realm to ask you to calculate the life and death of the Sword God King, and you—, will die by Xuan Mou's sword just like your son."
call-
The endless starry sky was stirring, the breath was rolling, and the anger of King Sikong was transmitted to the mortal world, making the endless starry sky tremble.
"Xuantian, it is the biggest mistake of your life not to listen to the warning of God King Immortal. Now you dare to fight against God King Sikong, and you are looking for your own death. You are possessed by the holy cauldron, and your luck is against the sky. One day, you will ascend to become a god, and I, the Undead God King, and the god kings of the heavens will be waiting for you, when that time comes, no one in the sky and on the earth will be able to save you, and you will surely die!"
The voice of God King Sikong was almost roaring, and the voice fell back and forth in the starry sky, ringing several times in a row.
"Then let's see the real chapter in the future, but for now, your son will die, and the holy cauldron of wood will fall into the hands of my Xuantian, Sikong Zhaixing, just keep your eyes open...!"
With a loud shout, Xuan Tian stopped talking to God King Sikong, his whole body burst into golden light, and the five holy tripods were also full of momentum, launching the most violent attack on Sikong tripod.
In the golden sword light, there is a touch of dead gray, which is the death force that Xuantian has destroyed to the limit.
Sikong Cauldron has the body protection of the Holy Cauldron of Wood, which is almost equivalent to cultivating an immortal body, and any injury can be healed instantly.
However, it is impossible for Sikong Ding to control the power of the Wooden Sacred Cauldron. He only gained some skins, so it is impossible to be truly immortal. Xuantian's death power has a great lethality to his life.
Moreover, Xuantian also destroyed the invisible power of time to the limit, not giving Sikong Ding any chance of survival.
Even though the Wooden Sacred Cauldron is the holy cauldron of life, the person who gets it can hardly die, but before fully obtaining the power of the Wooden Sacred Cauldron, the power of endless life is extremely limited.
Seeing Xuantian's sword light attacking, Sikong Ding's face was suddenly shocked, the calmness he had shown before hearing the voice of God King Sikong completely disappeared, and he was even more terrified.
Even the voice of Divine King Sikong couldn't calm Xuantian, he knew that this time it was definitely a dead end.
However, Mingzhi must die, and Sikong Ding is still attached to life, and is still resisting.
"Star Picker!"
Sikong Ding performed the god-level martial art 'Star Picker', one meteorite after another was picked from the depths of the starry sky, and rushed towards Xuantian.
These meteorites are as large as 10,000 zhang in diameter, larger than the Holy Cauldron, and their power is indeed quite terrifying. If a demigod is hit, they will be severely injured.
However, compared to Xuantian's berserk attack, this kind of resistance seemed a bit weak.
All the meteorites were cut in half by the golden sword light, and then cut into pieces by the sharp sword energy.
Moreover, although the size of the holy cauldron is not as large as those meteorites with a diameter of ten thousand feet, it is far stronger in terms of sturdiness. With a sudden impact, the holy cauldron was safe and sound, and the meteorites were all shattered.
In the blink of an eye, all the meteorites were shattered under Xuantian's berserk attack. The golden sword light and the huge holy tripod continuously attacked Sikong tripod.
bang bang bang bang—
There was a series of explosions, Sikong Ding was beaten back in the starry sky, and he flew over a thousand miles away in an instant, with more than ten breaths, he was knocked out ten thousand miles away.
Xuantian's body followed him like a shadow, constantly attacking Sikong Ding like a storm. The golden sword glow containing the power of death broke through everything and split into Sikong Ding's body. The invisible power of time took away Sikong Ding's longevity year after year.
After more than ten breaths, Sikong Ding has hit more than ten swords in a row, and was hit by Sheng Ding ten times.
Even with the body protection of the Holy Wood Cauldron, his body could not fully recover at this moment, his body was covered with sword marks and blood was flowing.
Moreover, Sikong Ding's age has changed from around twenty to around forty years old, and he has lost a lot of life energy.
boom-
With a loud bang, Sikong Ding's body was separated from the Wooden Holy Cauldron in an instant, and shot away in different directions. The attack he suffered was too powerful. his control.
"Do not!"
Sikong Ding screamed in horror, without the body protection of the Wood Sacred Cauldron, he couldn't hold back under Xuantian's attack even for a moment.
Although he couldn't survive with the Holy Wooden Cauldron, he could still persist for ten breaths. Compared to dying instantly, living for more than ten breaths is a good thing for Sikong Cauldron.
call out-
A golden sword glow pierced Sikong Ding's chest with a touch of dead gray in an instant, and then the fierce sword energy exploded and splashed in all directions, directly cutting Sikong Ding's body into pieces.
Xuantian would not give Sikong Ding a chance, the wood sage cauldron had just retired, Xuantian exerted the ultimate strength on Sikong Ding, and carried out a fatal blow, instantly killing Sikong Ding.
Boom—
Sikong Ding's body ruptured, and there was a loud noise that shook the sky and the earth. His body protection artifact exploded at this moment, and the ripples of the explosion spread out in all directions in an instant. In the blink of an eye, the void with a radius of hundreds of miles collapsed, and then , is a radius of thousands of miles, tens of thousands of miles...
However, Xuantian's body entered the holy cauldron immediately.
The six cauldrons are set together, and the terrifying ripples of destruction impact on the holy cauldron, unable to vibrate the holy cauldron.
Although the self-detonation power of the divine weapon is strong, the Holy Cauldron is far from comparable to the divine weapon and is not affected by it.
After the ripples of destruction dissipated, Xuantian's body came out of the holy cauldron, his figure flashed, and an afterimage flashed across the void, and he came in front of another huge holy cauldron floating in the void.
This is a blue holy cauldron, revealing a breath of vitality. It seems that as long as there is a place where this cauldron is, there will be life.
It is the holy cauldron of wood.
Once Sikong Ding died, the Wooden Sacred Cauldron became an ownerless thing.
Looking at the Wooden Sacred Cauldron in front of him, Xuantian's eyes revealed great joy.
Xuantian has a feeling that the wooden cauldron in front of him is calling him, and there seems to be an invisible force pulling between him and the wooden holy cauldron, like positive and negative, yin and yang... He feels that there is something in his body. The shortcomings, as long as they are fused with the wooden holy cauldron, the shortcomings will be eliminated and turned into perfection.
Immediately, Xuantian's spiritual power contained and refined the Wooden Sacred Cauldron, and soon imprinted his spiritual imprint on the Wooden Sacred Cauldron, becoming the master of the Wooden Sacred Cauldron.
At the moment of success, Xuantian felt an incomparably wonderful feeling in his heart.
It was as if a person who had been hungry for many days suddenly ate a delicious meal, and a person who had been thirsty for many days suddenly drank the extraordinary Yuqiong spiritual liquid...
For a moment, Xuantian felt that his whole body was about to be sublimated, and he felt great satisfaction and excitement.
At the moment when the Wood Sacred Cauldron was completely refined, the wood essence in Xuantian's body was finally completed, and the physical body finally had no regrets. Although there was no breakthrough in cultivation, the strength of the physical body suddenly increased by a large level.
His spiritual body has been promoted from the eighth rank to the ninth rank.
In the past, he couldn't feel the profound meaning of the wood, and it was difficult to detect the breath of life, but now he can't at all.
Even in the dark and cold starry sky, Xuantian could feel the breath of life everywhere.
When Xuantian raised his palm, the 'Sacred Wood Cauldron' shrunk and fell into his palm, with a very comfortable smile on his face.
"Okay, the Wooden Sacred Cauldron, I finally got it. I have already obtained seven of the nine Sacred Cauldrons, and only the Yin and Yang Sacred Cauldrons are missing. The level of the six holy tripods of fire, wind, thunder, and earth, and the fusion of the seven holy tripods, maybe I can sense the position of the two holy tripods of yin and yang."
Xuan Tian looked at the Holy Wood Cauldron in his hand, and thought to himself.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
In an instant, six beams of light flew out, Xuantian took out the six holy cauldrons of chaos, water, fire, wind, thunder, and earth, and then threw out the wooden holy cauldron, looking at the seven holy cauldrons Neatly arranged in the void in front, Xuantian is full of ambition and full of confidence.
"I will definitely get the Holy Cauldron of Yin and the Holy Cauldron of Yang, and the Nine Cauldrons will definitely gather together, and I will definitely worry about the secret of the power of the Nine Holy Cauldrons...!"
With a sweep of Xuantian's arm, he took the seven holy cauldrons into his body, looked far away in one direction, and the figure disappeared in a flash.
In the Tianwu world, somewhere in the starry sky, a void flower is blooming.
Surrounding the Void Flower, stood Long Ziyan, Xuanyuan Chuxue, Jian Chi... and others, the emperor at Sikong Ding's side, who fled and died, the dead bodies were all eaten by the little tiger, and everything None left.
Now, the Void Flower is about to mature, Long Ziyan and others are all here, waiting for Xuantian's return.
In this battle, both Xiaohu and Jian Chi gained great benefits. Not only did Xiaohu eat the bodies of many nine-star emperors and demigods, but even Jue Zhanling's divine body was eaten by it, and his cultivation had already broken through. , becoming the eight-star demon emperor, and there are faint signs of breaking through to the nine-star demon emperor, it seems that it will not be too long.
And Jian Chi has devoured Jue Zhan Ling's godhead, and he hasn't had time to refine it yet. When he completely digests it, his injuries will recover greatly. At that time, Jian Chi's strength may have to return to the existence of a god. .