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"You also have an ancient Immortal Weapon?!"

The Giant Monster King looked at Prince Mo Qian with some surprise.

It's one thing for the Saint King to have an Immortal Weapon, but it's another thing to be able to bring it out to a prince to fight.

"Mo Wan is actually willing to let you take him out?"

Prince Mo Qian said helplessly: "Personal items, why don't we stop fighting? If we continue to fight, the losses will be too great."

The Giant Monster King is not afraid at all, because he has two ancient Immortal Weapons, so the advantage is still huge.

"Haha! What a beautiful idea you have! Is the Holy Spirit Dynasty yours to invade whenever you want and leave whenever you want?"

Prince Mo Qian's expression turned gloomy. After all, he didn't want to reveal his trump card here.

"Monster King, I advise you not to act out of anger."

"I only act on my own initiative! If you want to leave, leave me a hand!"

The giant Monster King shouted and wielded a pair of maces to hit Prince Mo Qian.

Prince Mo Qian also immediately waved a three-pointed two-edged sword that exuded a dark fairy light to meet him.

The shadow of the mace that swept thousands of miles collided with the three-pointed two-edged sword.

The senior officials of both sides who were fighting fiercely around them were frightened and quickly dispersed.

The generals on both sides also quickly ordered the troops below to withdraw and stay away from the battlefield. After all, the top was hit on the head, and any missed attack could cause a large number of casualties.

The battle between the Giant Monster King and Prince Mo Qian almost represents the direction of the battle. If one side wins, the other side will suffer a dimensionality reduction blow from the enemy's Immortal Weapon.

Of course, if there is a tie, then the top management and the lower armies of both sides will fight again.

About half a stick of incense passed.

Due to the double squeeze of the heavy mace, the giant Monster King was already panting from exhaustion.

Prince Mo Qian was also sweating profusely, his hands were split open and dripping with blood.

He looked at the Monster King sinisterly: "It seems that these two Immortal Weapons are not a pair, and you haven't completely refined them, right? Are you almost overdrawing your spiritual power?"

The Giant Monster King still did not intend to let Prince Mo Qian leave. He took a few pills, and his spiritual power ignited like a vermilion flame.

"Hmph! It's more than enough to smash you to death."

"Madman! He actually took the Spirit Pill! Aren't you afraid that your realm will fall afterward?"

Prince Mo Qian shouted angrily, and then he also took out a pill and drank it.

Faced with the fierce attack of the Monster King, Prince Mo Qian immediately fell into a disadvantage.

After holding up the three-pointed double-edged knife with both hands and receiving several heavy blows, the three-pointed double-edged knife held up, but his hands made the sound of bamboo poles exploding. Not only the muscles were torn, but also the bones were cracked.

He looked at the Monster King ferociously and shouted word by word.

"Tia Fierce Sun!!!"

"Hahaha! Do you want to beg for mercy? Call me grandpa!"

The giant Monster King laughed and struck again.

"If you want to do this, then don't blame me. You should bear half of the cause and effect of what happens next."

Prince Mo Qian took out more than a dozen blood-colored crystals and crushed them with his spiritual thoughts.

The blood-red crystal powders were all attached to the three-pointed, two-edged sword.

The three-pointed two-edged sword that was originally broken and cracked instantly burst into bright black-red light.

The Monster King was dumbfounded for a moment. He didn't expect Mo Qian to be so crazy and directly used blood sacrifice to taint the Immortal Weapon and turn it into an evil soldier, thereby gaining the power to fight against him.

"Damn! Are you crazy!!!"

"Hahaha! You were the one who went crazy first, are you scared now?"

Prince Mo Qian laughed crazily with red eyes.

The three-pointed two-edged sword was being repaired continuously, and the black-red blood sacrifice power had begun to spread into Prince Mo Qian's hands.

Not only did his bloody hands get repaired, they also became stronger.

"No wonder Lieye was obsessed with blood sacrifices in the first place. This power came so fast! It's so fascinating!"

"Withdraw troops!!"

The giant Monster King took out his token and said, "Withdraw your troops immediately!"

Alpacas, white elephants, elk and other Great Monsters received the order and immediately began to organize the withdrawal.

The Giant Monster King was extremely regretful at this time.

"If I had known better, I would have asked this bastard to withdraw his troops and leave..."

No one expected that Mo Qian actually had more than a dozen blood essence stones in his hand. One of those stones would require the flesh and blood of hundreds of thousands of creatures to be refined.

Just now, he used the blood sacrifices of nearly two million living beings to repair the three-pointed, two-edged sword.

"Giant Monster King! I want you to be my nourishment together! I want Ascension today!!!"

Prince Mo Qian raised the three-pointed two-edged sword that had almost fully recovered, and wanted to kill the giant Monster King with one strike.

As a result, his slashing action was sudden, his expression changed, and he looked at the three-pointed two-edged sword in disbelief.

"how come…"

The freshly stained blood on his body began to flow back quickly into the three-pointed two-edged knife, and his spiritual power and life force were also being frantically extracted.

"Bastard thing!!"

Prince Mo Qian immediately summoned his own sword and cut off the hands holding the three-pointed two-edged sword.

"????"

The Giant Monster King was stunned, and then he saw Prince Mo Qian turn around and run away wildly.

And the three-pointed, two-edged knife spun quickly on its own, and the bloody light became brighter and brighter, turning into a bloody sun hanging in the air.

The giant Monster King came to his senses and ran away.

However, unlike Prince Mo Qian, he had disappeared without a trace. Instead, he was hanging behind the army and urging them anxiously.

"Run! Run! Use all your strength to run!"

The most confused at the moment is the army of the Saint King’s Dynasty. When the Holy Spirit Dynasty withdrew, they thought they had won and were waiting for the order to march.

As a result, when he turned around, Prince Mo Qian broke off his arms and ran away, running so fast.

The other generals looked at the bloody sun in the sky and finally reacted, and immediately shouted: "Withdraw troops! Run quickly! Disperse and run back to the Saint King!!"

The next second, a crisp cracking sound came from the sky.

I saw the bloody sun shattering, and the three demonic dragons roared in the air while driving the blood cloud.

"Roar!!!"

The three heads of the three-headed demonic dragon glanced around hungrily.

And the army of Saint King, the god who retreated the slowest, directly entered its six eyes.

When the generals of the Saint King Dynasty saw the three demonic dragons with mysterious aura heading towards them, they all immediately used their special skills to run for their lives like crazy.

But those soldiers who ran slowly were in misery. When the three big mouths of the three-headed dragon sucked, thousands of people entered its mouth and disappeared.

In less than ten seconds, the three demonic dragons devoured nearly two million troops.

Then the generals were overtaken by it one after another and eaten one by one.

Boom boom! !

The golden chariot was speeding through the air and met the retreating Holy Spirit Dynasty army head-on.

One person and three demons on the golden chariot were all stunned.

Tia Jinsheng was surprised and said: "Oh my god, are they running for their lives? Is this a losing battle?"

"Impossible! My father went to the battlefield with the ancient Immortal Weapon!" Tiamuling said with an ugly expression.

Tiamaji looked solemn and said: "Does the Saint King have an ancient Immortal Weapon over there?"

Chen Feng looked into the distance with some surprise and said, "I'll go and ask the True Immortal mid-term power leveler to blow up the fish pond... It's a miracle that your father and these armies were not completely destroyed."

"True Immortal midterm???"

Is this the realm that a realm server should have?