With his hands dancing, a huge corpse was lifted up by the Ziyun Saint Lord among the rocks not far away, as if he was held by an invisible hand, slowly moving to her eyes.

Her purple pupils instantly shrank, and she recognized her at a glance: "Slave God?"

How is it possible? With the combat power of the God Slave, who can easily kill the God Slave in this world? Then I thought about it and felt relieved. Since Hongye can be killed, it is no wonder that it is not surprising to kill the God Slave. On the surface, the strength of the God Slave is thousands of times better than Hongye. In fact, as long as the weakness of the God Slave is found, the real combat power of this thing is far inferior to Hongye.

Every God Slave has its weaknesses, which is determined innately, but the weaknesses of the God Slave are, except for the Holy Lord Yunxiao, others can only search slowly on their own. As long as you find this weakness before you are killed by the God Slave, you will win.

"It's not a person." Although the red leaves have turned into ashes, the body of the God slave is clearly visible. The Ziyun Saint Lord has such experience and eyesight that he can tell the general situation by just a few glances.

"Suspicious? How is this possible?" The more I looked at the corpse of the divine slave, the more surprised the expression on the face of the Ziyun Saint Lord. In the end, it was as if he had seen a ghost.

This divine slave was not killed by someone who accidentally found his weakness as she imagined, but died of exhaustion and no scars on his body. This way of death...

‘Wao…’ Ziyun Saint Lord took a breath of air. Who is this? It can be so powerful that it can completely suppress the soul power of the Light God Slave when facing the God Slave? This is unrealistic.

As one of the four great saints of Yunxiao, she knows a lot about the saints of Yunxiao Mo Qianyan, the leader of the four great saints. Although the divine slave is not his strongest power, no matter who faces the divine slave, it will be a headache. This thing is invulnerable and strong, driven by soul power and mace talisman as an attack method. The talisman has a range attack and a knock-off effect. Even if she meets Gu Ziyun, she will have to be distracted to deal with it. If it is Red Leaf, at most, she can only deal with a divine slave. If you are lucky, you can find its weakness and kill it at will. If you are not lucky, you will have no second possibility except for escaping.

This is because Hongye and Baishuang have been with her for the longest time. They know the most about the things in Yunxiao Pavilion. If it were a divine master who was not clear about it, it would be difficult for him to escape in front of the divine slave.

As for the power of the divine slave, it is even more unimaginable. This guy's ability to fight a protracted battle, Gu Ziyun suspected that he was still above him, not to mention those ordinary divine masters.

Looking up at the sky, the Ziyun Holy Lord said nothing for a long time, remembering the strange astrology a year ago: "Celestial artifact? Is the Lord of the Heavenly Artifact born?"

"Boy, have you seen enough? Come out for me after you have seen enough." After a while, after sighing, Ziyun Holy Lord said without looking back.

"Who are you?" A sharp voice came a hundred meters behind him.

The Saint Lord Ziyun is too lazy to pay attention to these ants. No matter which force he is or what he wants to do with him, he is in a bad mood today and you are not aware of your life or death. Just this point, you will have more than your life. Thinking of this, just turn back a little.

In the world, energy surged, Peng Bai, a spiritual line pointed directly at Wei Sei a hundred meters away. The wind and clouds surged, and the purple air came from the east. The Ziyun Saint Lord changed the color of the heaven and earth with one finger, and the seas were boiling.

"Hmph! An old woman who doesn't know how to live or die." A black line pointed directly at the spiritual line, pointed to the wheat rays, and two equally strange forces collided silently. The powerful energy wave swept across the surroundings, cracking the stone powder, and wherever they passed, the uneven ground had been leveled into a smooth road.

"I'll go..." Wei Bei cursed in his heart. The Eighth Corps War Zone was really weird. First, he met Du Qian, then Xiyushan and He Mengying. One by one was abnormal, and finally he met the dead ugly man. The guy's strength, until now, Wei Bei didn't understand it.

Using simple logic to judge, this matter is strange. He and Du Qian fought twice. The first time he was a little inferior, and the second time he had only one blow, and with 70% of his strength, he judged that even if Du Qian was slightly stronger than him, he was limited.

But that ugly man could not even stop him from having a single blow. The ugly man would kill him whenever he saw him. If he was concentrating on killing himself, no matter how confident Wei Bei was, he would not feel that he could escape from the ugly man's mace.

The mace has been bought for a long time, but no matter how he studies it, he has not found its secret. Apart from being heavy, there is nothing special, and he cannot use the magical stick that covers the world.

After so long, Du Qian should have left long ago. Wei Bei plucked up the courage to come back. He wanted to figure out how Du Qian easily killed the ugly man, how big the difference between his strength and himself, if he couldn't figure it out, how would he face him in the future?

Unexpectedly, someone was studying the corpse of the ugly man before him. This was amazing. I was so bold that I would not let this young master down.

What I didn't expect was that people were more domineering than him, without even a word, and just one finger could lead to the power of changing colors in the world. Chunxin wanted to kill him by his finger. Is that so great?

"The Heaven-Building Needle?" Ziyun Saint Lord was already surprised when he failed to kill the other party. Seeing Wei Bei's method, his pupils contracted into a line. This was a really surprising surprise.

"Do you know the Bu Tian Needle?" This time it was Wei Se's turn to scream in surprise. Since he got the Bu Tian Needle, no one could recognize it except for him who knew its name inexplicably. Even if he admitted it in his heart, Du Qian should be a little stronger than him, and he did not recognize the Bu Tian Needle.

"Hahaha..." Ziyun Saint Lord smiled at the sky. God really made a big joke with her. Ziyuntai was damaged and the spiritual seed was almost destroyed. For decades, she had worked hard to avoid forcing the vitality seed to save the living seed, but she was lost. Even the red leaves who had been with her for many years were killed because of this, forcing her to stand up and take risks, leaving Yunxiao Pavilion privately to track down the whereabouts of the spirit seed. Who would have thought that she had encountered the Butian Needle here.

Go to his mother's spiritual seeds and his mother's Ziyuntai. If he gets the Heaven-Repairing Needle, who cares about the holy weapon?

An old saying from Yunxiao Pavilion: Holy weapons can dominate people, divine weapons dominate one side, and those who obtain heavenly weapons will have unparalleled combat power.

Yunxiao Pavilion can surpass the three major forces and be extraordinary. It is the four holy tools that are proud of in Yunxiao Pavilion. According to the ancient legend of Yunxiao Pavilion, the so-called holy tools are actually based on divine artifacts. After countless years and the efforts of countless ancestors, it is the treasure closest to the divine artifact. If you have enough time and the hard work of countless powerful people, perhaps one day, the holy tools can become the next divine artifact.

Of course, no one can tell how great this possibility is. Even the biography of Yunxiao Pavilion only makes such a guess. As one of the four saints of Yunxiao Pavilion, she knows the power of the holy weapon. But if she can have a magical weapon, what is Ziyuntai?

After all, the magical artifact is much better than the treasures cultivated by the holy artifact. Even if the Bu Tian Needle disappears for many years and consumes a lot of spiritual energy, Gu Ziyun believes that with her knowledge, resources and abilities, it will not take long to exert its full effect. At that time, let alone the Yunxiao Saint Lord Mo Qianyan, even if he and the Tianlu War God Murong Bing fight together, Gu Ziyun is not afraid.

"The magical artifact Bu Tian Needle, boy, you have a good life. I hand over the Bu Tian Needle and give you a way out." Ziyun Holy Lord did not take any action, and looked at Wei Bei coldly.

Of course, this is not her kindness, but her understanding in her heart that the artifact has the spirit to choose the master and serve it. It is spiritual and will independently find the person who is most suitable for it. It is not impossible to force it to be separated from it, but in that case, it will greatly damage the spirituality of the artifact, which is not much. After all, for so many years, the artifact has not chosen the master, and its spirituality has always been in a state of consumption. I am afraid that it is not even as good as one percent of its peak.

If the owner who has a magical weapon choice takes the initiative to hand over it, although it will also be depleted, it will not be too much, which can save her a lot of time and energy. As for the resources needed, she is one of the four saints of Yunxiao Pavilion, she really doesn't take it seriously.

"Just, do you want to repair the sky? I think you'd better tell everything you know, so that I can let you go." Wei said sadly and arrogantly, his eyes as lightning as lightning, staring at the other party cautiously.

Although Wei Bei was arrogant, he was not stupid at all, and he would not fight with his life. When he found something was wrong, he thought of escaping, not fighting to the end. He was a little similar to Du Qian. Both knew his weaknesses, knew that he had limited knowledge of the treasures in his hands, and had strong confidence in it.

Believe in yourself. As long as you understand the true usage of the Bu Tian Needle and improve your combat effectiveness, no one in the world will be invincible. If you have this idea in your heart, you will naturally not be willing to fight to the death.

Time and knowledge are the most important thing. Only when you grow up and have unparalleled combat power can you be invincible in the world. No matter how heroic a dead person is, it is just a corpse. Only when you are alive can you have hope.

"Okay, since that's the case, you can die. It's just to spend more time. This saint Lord can afford it." Ziyun Saint Lord snorted coldly and said. Even if it took ten or twenty years, bowed to Yunxiao Saint Lord, or even gave up the position of Ziyun Saint Lord. As long as you get the Heaven-Repairing Needle, everything can be taken back.

"The Heavenly Furnace is coming." This time, Ziyun Holy Lord was serious. No matter what, he could not let this kid escape. Although she had never seen the Heavenly Busting Needle, she knew more about the characteristics of the three magical tools than Wei Bei.

The Butian Needle uses sharpness to break the troops and travel around the world at a speed. It is the fastest among the three major artifacts. Although the other party does not understand the characteristics of the Butian Needle, it may not be able to exert its effects. However, Gu Ziyun dared not bet and showed the strength of a lion fighting a rabbit. Today he vowed to get the Butian Needle.
Chapter completed!