The Supreme Sword

【Chapter 642】Space Treasure (two more recommended tickets)

Blood gurgled from Bai Haixuan's chest, and his eyes were full of fear!

terrible! too frightening!

Under Xuantian's sword, he could hardly fight back!

If it hadn't been for Xuan Tian to be merciful, the sword that had penetrated his heart just now would have suffered more than just this. ()

Even the supreme power of the Tenth Rank Heavenly Sword Villa Master is not Bai Haixuan's opponent. The latter's strength is evident.

However, Xuantian only showed the seventh level of cultivation in the Heavenly Stage realm, almost showing the strength that could kill him in a single blow, and Xuantian's strength was even more shocking.

That sword was as terrible as a half-step king.

All the powerhouses in the hall were stunned looking at Xuantian.

Not only was he shocked because Xuantian's cultivation base had reached the seventh level of the Heavenly Stage Realm so quickly, but also shocked by the terrifyingness of Xuantian's sword.

Especially those strong heavenly ranks who came in behind Xuantian. They had seen the body of the owner of the Heavenly Sword before and thought that Xuantian had touched the power in the Tomb of the Undead.

However, seeing Xuantian's sword now deeply shocked them.

Although the time when the owner of the Heaven Sword died, the sword he faced was even more terrifying than the one that Xuantian instantly injured Bai Haixuan.

However, at this moment, they had already overthrown the idea of ​​the Heavenly Sword Villa Master being beheaded by the power in the Tomb of the Undead.

I'm afraid - Xuantian really has that strength.

Just now, Xuantian's sword broke Bai Haixuan's spear, and then instantly stabbed back. It was just an understatement, very relaxed, and obviously did not use his full strength.

"Your cultivation base actually broke through to the seventh level of the Heavenly Stage...!" Bai Haixuan sighed in shock, with an unbelievable feeling in his tone.

Before entering the Tomb of the Immortal King, Xuantian had always been the sixth-tier cultivation base of the Heavenly Stage realm. If the cultivation base was hidden, those half-step kings should be able to see it.

However, now Xuantian’s cultivation base is revealed to be the seventh level of the heavenly realm. What does that mean... Xuantian’s cultivation base probably broke through within this short period of time after entering the Tomb of the Undead. The sky is in the Tomb of the Undead, and there is already an adventure.

Bai Haixuan looked at Xuantian, full of horror and shock, and no longer thought about competing with Xuantian.

Xuantian gave Bai Haixuan a sword, but he didn't look at him again. Although Bai Haixuan and Black and White Saint were listed alongside him as the three great evildoers in the world, Xuantian never regarded them as opponents.

Geniuses are all arrogant, and Xuantian is no exception. However, his arrogance is different from the arrogance of others. His arrogance is contained within. His invincible belief is unshakable. He has a body of pride, unlike the arrogance of other geniuses. Outside, arrogant and arrogant.

Pride and arrogance are both arrogant, but their nature is completely different.

In the eyes of the powerhouses, Xuantian walked in front of the light shield that enveloped the high platform.

Cang——! Chulan Sword was unsheathed.

Xuantian's cultivation base is still exposed in the seventh level of the heavenly stage, with golden light glowing all over his body, and his arms are golden. The Chulan Sword is suddenly prosperous.

He held the Chulan sword in both hands, raised it to the sky, and slashed it downward!

Boo————————!

The terrifying Jian Gang slashed on the light shield, and immediately made a shattering sound. The light shield covering the high platform was suddenly cut through a crack by Jian Gang, spreading from the top to the ground.

The mask was split in half, and after a while, it dissipated invisible.

Bai Haixuan had attacked dozens of times, but the mask that had not been able to penetrate was broken by Xuantian's sword. The difference in attack power between the two was intuitively demonstrated through the strong contrast at this moment.

For Xuantian's terrifying attack power, all the powerhouses felt terrified. Such Jian Gang was terrifying. They felt that their bodies were almost as thin as thin paper in front of that Jian Gang.

The mask broke open, and Xuantian stepped onto the nine-tiered steps to the stone tabletop on the high platform.

As soon as he stretched his palm, he grabbed the leather bag in his hand.

This bag is about one foot long and three inches wide. It is extremely soft to start, but it is quite heavy.

The mask broke open, and the breath of this leather bag was stronger than any other heavenly treasure. It was certain that it was a king-rank treasure.

However, Xuantian didn't know what role this leather bag had.

Because he held it in his hand and didn't seem to feel the improvement in strength.

If it is an attacking treasure, it should increase the attack power of the holder. For example, the Diamond Sword, when Xuantian holds it in his hand, his strength is very likely to double.

In the hall, all the powerhouses looked at Xuantian intently, wondering what effect the leather bag had. It's impossible for a king-rank treasure to have no effect.

Just as Xuantian was holding the leather bag in his hand and was feeling puzzled, the sword idiot's voice sounded in Xuantian's mind: "Don't look, this is a spatial treasure."

"Space treasure?" Xuan Tian's heart moved: "Like a space ring?"

"I don't know...!" The sword idiot's voice sounded: "The Space Ring is just a space for storing things, and can only store inanimate things."

Xuantian moved his eyes, and said in his heart: "Could it be that this leather bag is also a space for living things?"

The space ring can hold things, but it cannot hold people or anything that is alive. This is common sense.

If this leather bag can hold even people, it is indeed very different from the space ring.

The sword idiot's voice sounded: "Of course you can pretend to be a living thing. You can pretend the entire Heavenly Sword Sect's people in it without any problem."

"Such a big?" Xuan Tian was delighted, the Heavenly Sword Sect now has more than 10,000 people, and this leather bag can be put in, so much space is needed.

Jianzhu said: "What's all the fuss about, this bag is made from the skin of a Demon King, and it's still an extremely powerful Demon King. Don't look at the size of the bag, but the Demon King's skin may be several thousand long. Meters, the space inside is actually very large."

"The skin of the Demon King?" Xuantian was even more shocked.

He has never seen the Demon King. He has heard that when the monster reaches the half-step Demon King state, it can begin to transform. However, it can only transform into the shape of a man. What kind of nature should it be? In the realm of the Demon King, not only can it transform the human form, but also the human form.

There are countless monsters in the beast wilderness in the north of China. Legend has it that there was a powerful monster king, and the wooden sword king had a record of killing the monster king in the beast wilderness.

Hearing what Jianzhu said, the Demon King who made this leather bag seems to be no ordinary Demon King, just like the human king, there are strong and weak, and the Demon King also has high and low.

When Xuantian was shocked, the idiot's voice sounded in his mind again: "Don't think this bag can only hold things. It also has a very powerful function. What skills did the Demon King who made this bag have before? , This bag also has a certain ability."

Xuan Tian said in his heart: "Really! What kind of skin is this skin, and what else does it do?"

Although this leather bag is a treasure of the king's rank, it is probably impossible to hide anything from Jianlun's spirit.

Jian Mo said: "It's a big python, with the blood of the god-swallowing big python, so the body is very large, this bag also has the function of swallowing things, you can use Gang Yuan to refine it, you can control it freely, this bag is a piece When it is opened, it will generate a huge absorption power, which can absorb people or objects. When it reaches the space inside this bag, it is difficult for ordinary broken kings to get out. As long as they are not stronger than the demon king’s skin, they can suppress it at will ."

Xuantian's eyes and pupils dilated in an instant, and he said with joy, "So awesome...!"

The king, that is beyond the existence of the mortal body, even if it is a half-step king, it is only half a step away from the king, but the distance of this half-step is like the world.

In front of the real king, the half-step king was completely vulnerable, as if it was three or four different realms, and the difference in combat power was huge.

However, this bag sucked the king in, and it was difficult for the king to get out. One can imagine how strong it is.

Jian Mo said: "Don't think about being too beautiful. With your current strength, the king can't get in. Although the strength of the bag is the function of the bag, the size of the strength is related to your strength. It depends. How vigorous your Gang Yuan is, even if you are a half-step king, if you are prepared, you don't want to take it in...!"

"Hey... if you can collect people, you will get it. When fighting, suddenly release this space treasure bag and **** it, which will make the opponent invincible...!" Xuan Tian smiled in his heart.

Xuantian didn't expect this space treasure bag to be able to take in the half-step king at once, and it would help him in the battle, and everything would be fine.

"That's okay!" Jian Chi said.

Xuantian said inwardly: "Since this bag is made from the skin of the Giant Python Demon King with the blood of the Giant Swallowing Python, I will call it-Swallowing Sack."

Sword Mad's disdainful voice sounded: "Hey...you broke the bag and swallowed the sky...you thought it was an artifact made from the skin of the real sacred beast, the sky-swallowing giant python!"

Xuantian smiled slightly. For him now, the king-rank treasure made from the skin of the Demon King was already very exciting for him.

In the hall, dozens of powerful Heavenly ranks looked at Xuantian on the high platform, clutching the leather bag, smiling all the time, all of them were puzzled, wondering what Xuantian was doing.

Who would have thought that he had been communicating with Jian Chi, and he had already figured out the function of this leather bag, and even knew what it was made of.

According to Jianzhu’s instructions, Xuantian immediately poured Gang Yuan into the Heaven-Swallowing Bag to refine this bag. These treasures are not like weapons... you can use them when you get them, because you don’t necessarily have them when you use them. In the hand, so need Gang Yuan control.

While Xuantian was refining and swallowing the sky bag, several people came into the hall from a corridor.

"What a powerful aura...There are king-rank treasures here...?" As soon as those people arrived, someone exclaimed.

There were three people coming, and the leader was a tall old man in black.

The eyes of the powerful people in the hall saw the black-clothed old man, their faces were shocked, especially the Shenzhou powerhouse, even more shocked.

This black-clothed old man is carrying a huge long knife. He is a half-step king, and he is the deadly enemy of the Shenzhou powerhouse-the refining leader.

"Xuan-heaven!" As soon as the blood refining leader entered the hall, his eyes were like lasers ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ suddenly shot towards Xuantian on the high platform.

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