Super Lord Godhead

Chapter 182 Xuanyuan Sword

There is an unbridgeable gap between False God and domain practitioners.

No matter how strong the cultivator in the field is, he is still a cultivator and a mortal.Even a cultivator at the ninth level of the domain, who is infinitely close to the powerhouse of the False God, is already the top powerhouse of the mortal rank in the Continent of Origin, but in front of the False God, he is still an ant.

Any gap with God is insurmountable.

And there is another leap between the middle-level False God and the first-level False God. It can be said that this middle-level False God can kill ten junior False Gods without any suspense.

In other words, at this moment Xuanyuan Po challenged a mid-level False God with the eighth realm of the domain, that was an act of courting death.

But this middle-level False God has been in the Continent of Origin for an unknown number of years. He doesn't think that anyone would be foolish enough to challenge the False God with the power of the eighth level of the domain, and it is still full of provocations.

He was able to grow up to this day, not that kind of arrogance, even if it is a small ant, he will not underestimate it.

The phantom of a False Divine Tool flashed out from above his head, and gradually condensed into a solid body. The coercion of the False God overwhelmingly oppressed it.The cultivators around who wanted to watch the excitement, including those elementary False Gods, retreated one after another when they saw this, fearing that they would be affected.

This is a False God tool in the shape of a battle axe, and the False God's law contained in it is the same as this middle-level False God.In the eyes of the False God, the existence of the False Artifact is all integrated into the body to supplement his own False God's laws. If he summons the form of the False God's Artifact, it means that he has used all his strength.

A peerless powerhouse of a mid-level false god used all his strength against a cultivator in the eighth level of the domain.The people around felt extremely incredible.

One False Artifact, one False God, is equivalent to two mid-level False Gods attacking at the same time, with a full blow, even this space is in danger of being annihilated.

The elementary False Gods and cultivators around all fled away one after another. Only a few intermediate False Gods with the same level of cultivation as him stayed where they were, looking at him like a joke.

boom!
The virtual artifact battle ax suddenly turned into a solid body, and the ax slashed towards Xuanyuan Po.

"Guardian of Yuan Ling!"

Xuanyuan Po's face sank into water, he let out a low voice, and the guardian Yuan Ling of the Yuan Ling God resurfaced on the surface of his body.

This primordial spirit is equivalent to a clone of a primordial spirit god, able to withstand the attacks of real gods and real gods, and facing a middle-level false god, he didn't take it seriously at all.

bump!
The battle ax slashed fiercely on Yuan Ling, Yuan Ling trembled slightly, but Xuanyuan Po was unscathed.

But the False Artifact flew out directly, and the middle-level False God also took a few steps back. His face was pale, obviously he had suffered serious injuries.A primordial spirit, the spirit of the primordial spirit, injured a mid-level virtual god with only the force of the counter-shock.

"go!"

This intermediate-level virtual god didn't even hesitate at all. With a wave of his hand, he recalled his virtual artifact, blended into his body, and stretched out his hand again, and rolled up the subordinates who had just been beaten by Xuanyuan Po, and he was about to break through the air. and go.

He is a middle-level virtual god, and he is not clear about the division of gods, and he does not know the existence of Yuanlingshen.If he is not a god, or has a direct blood relationship with the god, he will not know the level of the god at all.

But he knew in his heart that he was not able to deal with this person, not even to offend him.

"Want to go? It's too late!"

Xuanyuan Po stared, and the guardian spirit flew out of his body, and directly transformed into a huge palm, holding a phantom in the shape of a sword on this palm.

On the sword-shaped phantom, a strong divine power exudes, unexpectedly imprisoning the body of the middle-level False God in an instant.

"How is it possible! It's just a phantom, imprisoning Yuman, what kind of baby is this?!"

The other middle-level False Gods who were watching the excitement around them all turned pale with shock.

"The phantom of the artifact... actually has such great power?"

On the other side, Chen Ling's face was full of shock. He knew in his heart that none of the artifacts he had mastered now, including the artifacts he collected, could compare with this artifact.

Moreover, this is just a phantom!

"Xuanyuan Sword...I didn't expect the Xuanyuan Clan to give him the transformation image of Xuanyuan Sword. It's interesting." There was a smile on the corner of Lou Yu's mouth, and he was not surprised at all. Obviously, there should be something similar to this on his body .

"Xuanyuan Sword?" Chen Ling blinked her eyes. There seems to be such a sword in the myths and legends of the Huaxia Kingdom on Earth.

"Xuanyuan Sword, the treasure of the Xuanyuan clan, but it's just a shadow." Lou Yu shrugged, "Just like you, you can exert the power of a divine weapon, and Xuanyuan Po can also use his The primordial spirit on your body, come and unleash the full power of this phantom artifact."

Lou Yu didn't hide anything from Chen Ling. In his eyes, Chen Ling, like them, also came from a certain god clan. He was blessed with at least the power of Yuan Lingshen. Otherwise, it would be absolutely impossible to come here with the power of a supernatural being. .

Moreover, the three of them have truly formed an alliance, and Lou Yu and Xuanyuan Po both know in their hearts what it means once such a powerful god clan like them forms an alliance.

They were able to obtain the guardianship of the Yuanling God, which proved that the status of these two people in the clan was not low, and they could even speak on behalf of their own clan.

"Death to me!"

Xuanyuan Po let out a loud shout suddenly, and the phantom of the Xuanyuan sword, like a broken bamboo, slashed at the middle-level Void God Youman.It was like putting a red-hot iron rod on top of solidified lard.Yuman's body didn't have any ability to resist, it was split in half directly, and all the laws of the false gods in his body were swallowed by the Xuanyuan Sword's shadow, and passed to Xuanyuan Po's body.

And those field cultivators under Yuman's protection were all completely killed by this sword, and even the laws they mastered were split apart.

"It's so strong..." Chen Xiao was startled inwardly. He can now leapfrog to kill practitioners in the third level of the domain, but against the False God, except for a sneak attack, he may be able to cause a little trauma to the opponent, and there is nothing else he can do But the False God can't do anything to Chen Xiao, if he wants to hide or leave, even the True God won't be able to detect it.

And this Xuanyuan Po killed the False God with one sword, which directly caused the other intermediate False Gods to feel a sense of crisis in their hearts.

There were eight middle-level virtual gods remaining, and they surrounded Xuanyuan Po without any hesitation.

"You must have used some kind of taboo method just now, right? Can you use such a method again?"

A virtual god sneered.

"I can do it." On the other side, Yuan Ling flashed on Lou Yu's body, and above his Yuan Ling was a phantom of a nine-story building.

Chen Ling also joined in the fun, and the snowy figure of the artifact also slowly appeared.

(End of this chapter)