I Got Stronger By Using Copper Coins Until I Am Invincible

Inside the coffin.

A middle-aged figure with eyebrows and eyes very similar to the current emperor of Xia suddenly opened his eyes.

In his hand, a long sword with a hilt in the shape of a dragon sparrow exudes an amazing aura.

It is the artifact of the Daxia Dynasty: the Daxia Dragon Sparrow Sword!

Holding the handle of the knife, Xia Qi's aura went to another level.

The coffin made of Xuanjin was directly ground into powder.

"Who bothers me..."

In his mouth, a voice that traveled through the millennium sounded.

But the next moment, he seemed to notice something.

He threw away the Dragon Sparrow Knife directly, lay on the ground, closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

...

The ancestral land of the Bai family.

The son of **** behind Bai Niansheng, looked away and swept further away.

The Taiyin Dynasty, the Jiuli Dynasty, the Xianqin Dynasty, and the Beidou Dynasty.

Among the four dynasties, the sleeping ancestor of the gods was awakened by his breath.

Then, like Xia Qi, they chose to play dead.

Immediately, the son of God turned his eyes and turned to those high-level families and ancient Taoism.

The Jiang family, the Ji family, the Ye family...

Fire Worship Sect, Jiuyang Shenzong, Taixu Qingjing...

One by one, the ancestors of the gods, interrupted their deep sleep and woke up, causing chickens and dogs to jump.

Finally, God Son's eyes fell on several holy places.

But there, it was blinded by some obscure aura, and it was difficult for even the Son of God to see through.

Looking back, the son of God was thoughtful and murmured, "This lower realm is too weak."

"Even the existence of Nirvana will be crowded out by the will of heaven and earth."

"For me, it can only be used to harvest luck, cultivate this **** body clone, and can't be promoted to the **** position again."

At the end, Kamiko's tone was full of regret.

His words did not shy away from everyone in the Bai family.

Therefore, when the people of the Bai family heard the Son of God mentioning Nirvana, they were so terrified that they couldn't even hold their breath.

And when the next time, the son of God spit out the words "harvest luck".

Although everyone didn't understand what it meant, they felt a great terror from it.

It's just that when they want to, they think deeply about it.

Without noticing, God Son's eyes swept towards them at some point.

Immediately, they only felt that in their minds, a large amount of memory faded like a tide.

It was not until those memories, dating back to the appearance of the Son of God, that they finally stopped dissipating.

Before everyone in the Bai family understood, what happened.

It was dark in front of them, and they passed out directly.

After doing all this, the Son of God glanced at the crack in the void above the Primordial Dynasty.

On his handsome face, there was a hint of playfulness, and then his figure turned into a golden light and disappeared into Bai Niansheng's body.

...

Go back a moment in time.

Southeast region.

In the Secret Realm of the Stone Room.

Mo Wentian was full of evil energy, and at the expense of his own flesh and blood, he launched an ancient sacrificial technique.

However.

A minute passed.

Two minutes passed.

A full quarter of an hour passed.

Mo Wentian was covered in flesh and blood, and was about to be drained.

The Devil Sea he sacrificed and summoned still showed no sign of coming.

As for the Great Demon God King, he didn't even have a root hair.

"Impossible, the technique of blood sacrifice is the fundamental technique I teach, how could it fail!"

Mo Wentian made an unbelievable voice, unable to figure out which link he made a mistake.

"Maybe the Great Demon King you're looking for is very busy, so he doesn't have time to talk to you."

"Why don't you try another one?"

Right now.

Gong Ziliang's voice came suddenly.

Mo Wentian raised his head abruptly, looking at the sincerity of Young Master Liang, a hint of hesitation suddenly appeared in his heart.

Why don't you try changing to the Nine Nether Demon God King?

As soon as this idea was born in his mind, it was rejected by Mo Wentian.

If he was in his prime, he might be able to launch another blood sacrifice.

But right now, his cultivation base has been abolished, and it is already all he has to launch the blood sacrifice just now.

Now this body, not even a drop.

But the problem is, his blood essence was actually taken away.

It means that the supreme Great Demon King must have accepted his blood sacrifice.

Then why didn't he descend into the sea of ​​magic and drag Bai Niansheng into it?

Bai Niansheng?

Suddenly, a flash of electric light flashed across Mo Wentian's mind, making him suddenly think of a possibility: that is the guy in front of him, who looks harmless and sincere.

The real identity is not the arrogance of the Northern Territory!

Bai Niansheng, he just made it up and coaxed his name!

As soon as he thought about it, the old blood that came up from Mo Wentian's throat could no longer be suppressed.

"Wow", and spit it out directly.

Mo Wentian asked himself about his life, and it could be called vicious and vicious.

But I didn't expect that one day, I will meet a despicable and shameless person like Gong Ziliang!

For a dying person, he can lie without blushing or heartbeat when he makes a death-bed request.

"Little beast, you wait!"

"This seat is dead and turned into a ghost, and I will never let you go easily!"

Mo Wentian was about to go crazy with anger, but in the past, he had killed countless people, but he rarely fought with others.

After draining all the ink in his stomach, he could only come up with such a cruel word.

Gong Ziliang shook his head, condensed the magic slashing spear, and stabbed Mo Wentian all at once.

While comforting: "Don't worry, Bai is not an irresponsible person."

"Since I'm going to kill you, I'll never give you a chance to become a ghost and haunt me."

Mo Wentian's eyes froze, wanting to say something.

But with Gong Ziliang's spiritual power, he followed the magic way and entered his body with the Divine Slashing Spear.

Mo Wentian could feel that after launching the blood sacrifice, the little vitality he had left quickly began to shatter.

What frightened him even more was that the Demonic Slashing Spear also carried a condensed power of divine consciousness.

If he didn't even have time to use the last means of soul escape, the soul would be easily wiped out.

When he sensed Mo Wentian's body, his vitality was completely annihilated, and his soul aura also died out.

Gong Ziliang then withdrew the Demon Slashing Spear and said with a sneer, "Hmph, I was tricked by that Demon Sect saint last time, and this time I want to use the same move to escape?"

Say it.

Young Master Liang made a move from the air and took a picture of a storage bag hanging from Mo Wentian's waist.

Then a white holy fire condensed and threw it onto the shrunken corpse of Mo Wentian.

After a burst of "crackling" sound.

After a while, when the white flame disappeared, only a handful of ashes remained on the ground of Mo Wentian's corpse.

See here.

Gong Ziliang took out a jade bottle and carefully put the ashes in it.

Although Mo Wentian was drained of the blood of his body because of the blood sacrifice technique.

But as a sea-consciousness realm master during his lifetime, it has to be said that he still has some foundation.

From these ashes, it is enough to see that even the white holy fire cannot be burned and melted.

And with these ashes, Young Master Liang cooperated with the art of change.

It is enough to confuse the fake with the real, and then come up with a "Magic Wentian".