Son-in-law Dan Zun

"This is a holy emperor-level magic weapon?"

In the eyes of countless people, there was an incredible look of incomparableness.

Many of the older generation of powerhouses who will participate in the battle of ascending to the sky are originally the cultivation base of the holy king.

It is also very common to have a holy king-level magical device.

That's why.

Although many practitioners did not possess the Holy King-level magical tools, they knew exactly how powerful the Holy King-level magical tools could be.

At this moment, a black sickle appeared in the hands of the black robe figure.

Many people can clearly feel that its power is even better than that of the Saint King-level magical weapon.

Then, it can only be a holy emperor-class magic weapon.

"In this land of the lower realm, can you actually see the holy emperor grade magical artifact?"

Even someone from the Profound Realm, at this time, there was a shock in his eyes.

The battle to reach the sky, once every ten years.

Basically, some top powerhouses will go to the Profound Realm to seek a breakthrough after reaching the bottleneck.

Especially those who are strong in the holy emperor realm seldom continue to stay in the lower realm to practice.

Similarly, the Holy Emperor-class magical artifacts are also very rare.

Even, in the eyes of many people, the Lower Realm would basically not see it, and the Holy Emperor-level magical artifacts were present.

"The soul?" A hint of horror flashed across Qin Feng's eyes.

From the beginning, the black robe man gave him a familiar feeling.

At this time, after the black robe man used the black sickle, he couldn't help but think about the soul.

"Jie Jie..."

"You guessed it!"

The soul gave a gloomy smile.

Immediately, the black sickle in his hand flew across the void, with a terrifying wave of unparalleled fluctuations, piercing the void.

In an instant, the space seemed to be directly divided into two, and the terrible fluctuations caused countless people's eyelids to jump.

The battle of ascending to the sky has been going on for so long, and I haven't seen any offensive that can be so terrible.

Is this a holy emperor class magic weapon?

"Brother Qin!" Feng Leizi's expression changed slightly.

Although he was not on the battlefield, he also felt a threat from the black sickle.

The piano style may not be able to stop.

"Senior Qin, it seems that he has no plans to admit defeat!" Luo Wushu frowned, unable to help solemnly.

The strength of the Qin Feng and the soul is between the two.

At this time, following the spirit of the Holy Emperor class magical weapon, it will undoubtedly move the balance of victory to the spirit of the soul.

"He wants to show his strength, and hopes that after he fails, he will have the opportunity to be invited to the Profound Realm."

Feng Leizi frowned, as if he could directly see through Qin Feng's inner thoughts.

In fact, Qinfeng is indeed planning the same.

At this moment, a rare solemn meaning flashed across Qin Feng's eyes.

It was not the first time he fought against the soul.

In the past, it can be said to be evenly divided, and no one can do nothing.

But this time, he may have to face defeat for the first time.

"boom!"

Accompanied by the sound of the piano, there is an astonishing momentum sweeping over the figure of the piano.

His clothes were flying and hunting, and his body was filled with the sharpness of all previous machines.

Even the long hair that flutters freely.

At this moment, it feels like a sharp sword, trying to pierce the sky, comparing it to the heavens.

In the eyes of everyone, there is a sense of shock.

It's hard to imagine that an old piano style can still have such surging weather conditions on his body, and he wants to compare with the gods.

The sound of the piano shook the sky, and before the wind of the piano, there was a terrible storm of piano sounds conceived and filled with a monstrous power of destruction.

Luo Wushu looked at this scene with complicated eyes, not feeling that he was infected by the sound of the piano, because of the aura contained in it, his blood boiled.

If you surrender without a fight, this battle will be the regret of Qinfeng's life!

"The sound of the piano is chaotic!"

A sound came out of the Qin's mouth.

Immediately, the piano tone storm swept out with an unparalleled wave, welcoming the black sickle that had come from the killing.

"boom!"

At the moment of meeting, immediately, there was an unusually violent collision sound erupting.

The space seemed to be silent at this moment, and countless figures felt deafening.

"Boom..." Above the battle platform, violent energy riots were everywhere, revealing waves of destruction.

"I don't know what I can do!" In the mouth of the soul, he let out a cold voice.

The black sickle in his hand was filled with an extremely terrifying might, and he wanted to directly smash the piano sound storm.

However, at this moment, the sound of the piano is still rising.

Amidst the storm of piano notes, there is an incomparable momentum sweeping through, making the piano notes become more and more fierce.

Not to mention the black sickle, as if it was facing a piece of sky.

It can mess up and break the sky.

"Is this equal?" Everyone's hearts trembled fiercely, and the strength of the piano style was truly extraordinary.

Even though the Soul Had took advantage of the magic weapon, it still seemed to have nothing to do with it.

"Jie Jie..."

"Qinfeng, this is yourself looking for death!"

The soul smiled gloomily, and his voice became colder and colder.

Qin Feng wanted to fight so hard, so don't blame him for being cruel.

As an old opponent, the soul is naturally aware that under normal circumstances, the sound of the piano style cannot reach this level.

Unless, he is desperately.

If it were in the past, such desperate efforts would naturally be useful.

But today, I will only leave myself no retreat, no place to bury myself.

"start!"

An unusually cold and cruel voice came from the soul of the soul.

Immediately, a mouthful of blood was sprayed directly on the black sickle.

"Om!"

Suddenly, an astonishing wave swept across the black sickle.

It seemed to light up, and burst out a force that did not belong to the soul itself.

"Is this... the power of the Saint Emperor Realm?" The hearts of countless people trembled violently.

I just felt that the power on the black sickle surpassed their imagination.

"That black sickle is not only a holy emperor-level magic weapon, but it also seals the power of a holy emperor-level powerhouse?"

Luo Wushu's gaze narrowed slightly, and his gaze toward Qin Feng became worried.

Originally, he just felt that the piano style had failed.

But at this moment, he was worried about his life.

"boom……"

Along with the power of the Saint Emperor Realm powerhouse burst out suddenly, the piano tone storm was instantly divided into two by the black sickle.

The aftermath of violent energy ravaged the battlefield madly.

And the black sickle continued to bring its extremely powerful power, and slayed towards the shadow of Qin Feng's Fu Qin.

"Brother Qin!" Feng Leizi shouted sharply, his voice changed drastically at this time, which contained deep concern.

Qin Feng raised his head, concentrating on the black sickle that had come from the slaying, and the light and breezy pupils, at this moment, filled with incomparable madness.

Because he knew that it was too late to admit defeat.

The speed of the black sickle is definitely faster than the sound.

Moreover, the soul is clearly prepared, how could it stop at this moment?

Only, fight to death...

Qin Feng's eyes closed under countless shaking gazes, and did not continue to look at the black sickle who had come from the slaying, but just played on his own.

In an instant, his face suddenly paled.

"Boom!" Qin Yin continued to rise, seeming to have broken through the sky and rushed out of Jiu Xiao.

Dao Dao Qin Yin, faintly sublimated to the extreme realm, became extremely terrifying, like a sword that opened the sky.

"are you crazy?"

Many strong people's heart trembles.

At this time, Qinfeng's piano and power are probably enough to reach the level of the Holy Emperor.

But it was obvious that he was desperate and didn't even plan to take his life.

Above the black sickle, a violent and crisp sound resounded, which was the result of intersecting with the sound of the piano.

Even if the piano style is desperate, the power of the black sickle is still terrifying, shattering the sound of the piano and going forward, seeming not to kill the piano, and vowed not to stop.

The Qinfeng's piano seems to have no limit, and it is still reaching its limit. It is extremely terrifying, and it madly resists the black sickle.

"boom!"

It was another extremely violent collision, and the black sickle was finally shaken back.

However, the strings also cracked at this moment, and it seemed that they could not continue to carry the power of the sound of the piano.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

In an instant, the vast world seemed to be silent.

Countless eyes stared at the battle platform shaking, watching the violent energy storm slowly dissipating.

The figures of Qin Feng and Soul Had were exposed more and more clearly.

At this time, the soul was holding a black sickle, and did not continue to make a move, but stared sarcastically at the piano style.

Because he knows that the piano wind is a candle in the wind.

"Jie Jie...This is the end of being an enemy of me." The soul licked the black sickle, and let out a sad voice.