The terrifying knife intention slashed on the bronze tripod, and immediately slashed the tripod into a gap.

In the gap on the bronze tripod, red light flashed, turning into airflows pouring out from the inside.

But there are also black lights that condense outside the gap and then rush into the gap.

The bronze cauldron shook violently, as if it was about to die.

Chen Jian and Yan Donglei were both trapped in a world like bubbles.

At this moment, the "bubble" began to disintegrate, turning into airflows, being pulled by invisible suction, and all gathered towards the gap in the bronze cauldron.

These airflows turned into black light and were sucked into the gap in the cauldron.

The cave-like world disappeared, like weathered rocks, shattered into sand and sprinkled all over the ground.

Chen Jian groaned, and it seemed that someone had slashed in his mind.

Even the sleepy black dragon on his arm bounced up suddenly and let out a painful growl.

Every person and a dragon feels.

Their connection with the bronze tripod was interrupted.

"It's better to say that this magic weapon seems to be destroyed and no longer exists." Chen Jian's mind tingled.

He and Heilong, as the original owner of the bronze tripod, were both implicated at this moment. Under the backlash of spirit, their souls felt as uncomfortable as if they were torn apart.

Yan Donglei's right hand also shook violently, as if he had been stung, and he couldn't even hold his own sword.

On the back of his right hand, blood was dripping, and a shrill wound was cracked, as if he had been stabbed.

The original talisman seal disappeared.

Yan Donglei was in pain and his reaction was still not slow. He stretched out his left hand and caught the sword that fell by the right hand in time.

Although he was injured, his condition was much better than Chen Jian, whose soul was hit hard, and he rushed towards the bronze tripod immediately.

The cracks on the bronze tripod sucked all the terrifying knife intent in it.

The red light dissipates outward, while the black light enters the cracks.

Then, the bronze tripod that was suspended in the air lost all its luster and its power no longer fell to the ground.

Yan Donglei rushed forward and caught the bronze cauldron.

He couldn't help laughing: "It's mine, but it's mine after all, and I can't escape!"

Chen Jian held his head with one hand, and Yan Donglei in front of him looked over with a sneer.

Although Xiao Bocheng took action, he was helplessly stopped by the female puppet.

The bronze cauldron still fell into the hands of Yan Donglei.

But soon, his smile froze on his face.

Because Yan Donglei discovered that he could not refine the bronze cauldron and could not establish contact with the bronze cauldron.

The bronze tripod in front of you is like an ordinary bronze tripod, old and damaged, just an antique, not a magic weapon.

The bronze tripod, a magic weapon that suppresses people's souls, was destroyed!

Among them, the truth, artistic conception and magical power no longer exist and disappear.

After a brief shock, Yan Donglei calmed down again.

He stared at the crack on the bronze tripod.

That knife mark.

The knife marks on the stone wall, together with the caves and the caves, had collapsed and disappeared.

The knife marks and the knife intent inside were now on this damaged bronze tripod.

The terrifying sword intent, with a glorious moment, instantly killed a great demon in the Nascent Soul stage, with its strong power far better than the bronze tripod.

Now that I can exchange the bronze tripod for the sword intention, I can make sure that I will make a profit and not lose money.

Yan Donglei injected his magic power into the crack.

Who would have thought that mana was like a mud cow entering the sea without any echo?

After the knife intention entered the crack on the bronze tripod, it seemed to disappear.

Yan Donglei took a deep breath, held the knife in his left hand, and used the nameless sword technique. The artistic conception was obvious and the power was not inferior to the knife in his right hand.

However, the sword intent in the bronze tripod still did not react at all.

Yan Donglei's sword technique was completely unable to trigger the sword intent.

It is exactly the same as when I was in an underground cave cave before.

Yan Donglei widened his eyes.

The talisman seal on the back of the right hand is more of an amplification effect. The gang leader had previously fought with Chen Jian, who was holding the bronze tripod for the intention of the sword.

Although the talisman seal on his right hand disappeared, there was no longer any trouble with Chen Jian and the bronze tripod. Logically speaking, he used the nameless sword technique to trigger the knife intention in the crack.

But now, the bronze tripod is like a dead object, and even the sword intention enters it, there is no news at all.

At this time, Chen Jian's soul gradually stabilized and he recovered.

He saw Yan Donglei's embarrassment, so he used a palm instead of a knife, and also swung a knife, which was exactly the same as Yan Donglei's sword art.

The bronze cauldron also did not respond.

"It's like a blade being put into the scabbard. It seems that it will take some effort to draw the knife again." Chen Jian said thoughtfully.

Yan Donglei's face was as deep as water. He looked at the broken bronze cauldron in his hand, and then looked at Chen Jian.

"It won't bother you." He said, putting away the cauldron.

Chen Jian looked at Yan Donglei calmly.

Yan Donglei was also looking at him: "There is this tripod, that tower, and your Netherworld puppet. It seems that only one of us can leave Kunlun Mountain alive this time."

Although the two are young, they are both alert people who are observing and listening to all directions. They have rich practical experience and are keen in combat awareness. They observe their surroundings at any time so that they can choose tactics that are beneficial to them or find something that can help them.

He was led by a knife light and drilled out of the ground and landed again among the Kunlun mountains. Whether it was Chen Jian or Yan Donglei, he was attracted by the incident of the bronze tripod, while also observing the new surrounding environment.

Then both of them felt a sense in their hearts.

Just near them, although the view is blocked by the mountains, as long as you cross this mountain, you will be where the three-story pagoda lands!

The two of them had previously competed to refine the pagoda, but were interrupted by external factors in the middle. After falling into Kunlun Mountain, they were shocked by the pagoda.

But there is still some connection between the two of them and the pagoda.

The perception in Kunlun Mountains is not flexible, and it is difficult to find a pagoda at a distance.

But the sword intention was really magical.

Chen Jian forced Yan Donglei and him to work together to touch the sword intent. When the sword intent led them out of the ground, they took them directly to the vicinity of the pagoda through their remaining contact with the pagoda.

To a certain extent, it can be considered as finding a place without any effort.

Although the sword intent itself was in chaos with the bronze tripod.

It was messed up and became messed up, and neither Chen Jian nor Yan Donglei planned to let go.

Once you have entered your own hands, you can slowly think about it later.

Plus that three-story pagoda.

In addition, Chen Jian cultivated into the secret of the Netherworld's return to the call.

Yan Donglei suddenly laughed: "Without these, I really want to kill you."

"Each one another..." Chen Jian's words were just halfway through, and suddenly he felt a warning, and his hair was standing on his body.

He felt that someone was aiming at him in the distance.

Not an ordinary spirit gun.

But a sniper gun!
Chapter completed!