vstars Chapter 2788 8th-Order Spiritual Artifact Makes its Debut
Chapter 2788 8th-Order Spiritual Artifact Makes its Debut
"Who are they? How do they have eighth-tier spiritual artifacts?"
"They are not from Jiulong Mountain!"
Something's not right!
"What's there to be afraid of? Two ants at the mid-stage of the Void Refinement realm and one early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator—they simply cannot unleash the power of an eighth-tier spiritual weapon!"
We're going to get rich!
The cultivators of the Ten Demon Sect were initially shocked and somewhat wary when they saw the eighth-order spiritual weapon opposite them, but soon their greed erupted.
The value of a single eighth-tier spiritual weapon exceeds the value of the entire Nine Dragons Mountain.
At the same time, the Giant Spirit God also stared at Shan Yu, Chang Chun, and Yang Ji, who appeared in front of him.
The giant spirit stared at the three and asked directly, "Have you come here to surrender?"
Dan Yu's gaze fell on the Giant Spirit God. Although the Giant Spirit God was a top expert in the late stage of the Fusion Realm, Dan Yu was not afraid at all.
"Surrender? You're wrong. It's not us who should surrender, it's you."
Many cultivators on the opposite Giant God Mountain heard Shan Yu's words clearly. One Nascent Soul cultivator couldn't help but laugh loudly, "You want us to surrender? Are you crazy?"
"Hehe, Shan Yu, are you dreaming?" Another Nascent Soul cultivator stared at Shan Yu.
Without wasting any words, Shan Yu directly summoned his eighth-tier spiritual weapon, and in an instant, a powerful aura erupted.
Chang Chun and Yang Ji, standing nearby, also summoned their eighth-order spirit swords. The three spirit swords emitted an extremely powerful aura, instantly attracting the attention of the cultivators opposite them.
"Eighth-tier spirit swords!" The Giant Spirit God suddenly stood up, staring in shock at the three eighth-tier spirit swords opposite him.
"Three eighth-tier spirit swords? Am I dreaming?"
"How is this possible? I've never heard of any eighth-tier spiritual artifacts in Nine Dragons Mountain. Where did they get an eighth-tier spiritual artifact?"
"No wonder they were so calm, they had something to rely on!"
"Hmph, so what if they have an eighth-tier spiritual weapon? With their strength, they have no way to unleash its power. We'll steal their eighth-tier spiritual weapon and make a fortune!"
The cultivators on Mount Targon also gleamed with greed in their eyes.
At the same time, Lu Yang, Wu Daqing, and Liu Chuan also unleashed their eighth-tier spirit swords in front of the Bone Clan army, causing a similar sensation.
Hou Qing and Qian Tong, the two of them, also unleashed their eighth-tier spiritual weapons, eliciting gasps of surprise from the opposing demon army.
At this moment, Xiao Qi had already unleashed the newly crafted Heavenly Dragon Megaphone, which was also an eighth-tier spiritual artifact.
Xiao Qi fully activated her Dragon God bloodline, and with a deep breath, the surrounding air seemed to be completely swallowed up by her.
The next moment, Sun Yi used his spatial power to wrap Xiao Qi up and send her into the army of the Ten Demon Sect.
"Spatial techniques!"
"Watch out! Defend with all your might!"
As soon as Yin Luo finished speaking, a destructive sonic storm erupted within the army of the Ten Demon Sect.
Holding the Heavenly Dragon Megaphone, Xiao Qi unleashed a destructive storm centered on her, tearing apart nearby demonic cultivators and causing the massive flying ship to tremble violently.
Wherever the storm passed, the buildings on the airship were torn to shreds, the defensive formations were no match for them, the bodies of the cultivators were ripped apart, and the souls of many cultivators were annihilated.
Venerable Yinluo reacted quickly, immediately summoning a cyan shield to protect a large number of cultivators from the Ten Demon Sect.
However, even this cyan shield could not withstand the terrifying sonic attack.
Fortunately, the other Nascent Soul stage cultivators from the Ten Demon Sects intervened in time, barely managing to block the terrifying sonic attack.
However, when the sonic storm subsided, everyone in this world except for Venerable Yinluo was injured, including even the Nascent Soul stage cultivators.
"You dare to destroy my foundation, you deserve to die!" Yin Luo looked at the miserable state of the Ten Demon Sect, and his anger erupted like a volcano, spreading outwards with a strong killing intent.
However, at that moment, a cold voice came from behind him.
"You're the one who deserves to die!"
Behind Venerable Yinluo, Ye Wuchen appeared out of thin air, with a purplish-red eighth-order spirit sword floating above his head. As Ye Wuchen activated his sword technique, a terrifying purplish-red sword light slashed directly towards Venerable Yinluo.
Yinluo Venerable instantly felt his body tighten, as a terrifying pressure enveloped him.
Faced with this pressure, he had no way to avoid it and could only deploy his full defense. The cyan shield appeared above his head, instantly forming a solid defense that enveloped Venerable Yinluo.
At the same time, Venerable Yinluo formed a hand seal, and in an instant, eighteen layers of magical power barriers enveloped his body. This was his famous defensive technique, the Eighteen Realms.
It seemed like these events had only just begun when the crimson sword light descended.
laugh……
Yinluo Venerable's defense was easily torn apart by the purplish-red sword light, and the terrifying sword light completely engulfed Yinluo Venerable in the next moment.
After engulfing Venerable Yinluo, the terrifying purplish-red sword light extended directly backward, cleaving the massive flying ship in two, and the terrifying sword light fell onto the ground below.
Boom!
A deafening roar resounded, and a terrifying sword mark stretching for tens of thousands of miles appeared on the earth.
The fact that Venerable Yinluo had disappeared left all the other cultivators of the Ten Demon Sects stunned.
"Impossible! How could he unleash the power of an eighth-tier spiritual weapon!"
"Damn it, how could this happen?"
The remaining cultivators of the Ten Demon Sects paled in shock. Just then, spatial fluctuations emanated, and spatial rifts appeared near the army of the Ten Demon Sects.
The next moment, battle puppets burst out from these cracks and charged towards the cultivators of the Ten Demon Sect without hesitation.
These battle puppets are all at least at the Nascent Soul stage. They were made by the Puppet Hall from the corpses of human cultivators. Their bodies and armor are integrated into one. Although they only have close combat abilities, their speed and strength are extremely terrifying.
What are these?
"A puppet! It's a puppet!"
"When did Jiulong Mountain learn this kind of technique?"
"Damn it, these puppets are incredibly powerful!"
"Quickly find and eliminate the cultivator controlling the puppet!"
"Help……"
……
The War Sect's war puppets were sent into the battlefield via a spatial teleportation device and began a frenzied massacre of the enemy. Sun Yi, Xiao Qi, and Ye Wuchen also directly attacked the remaining powerhouses of the Ten Demon Sect.
Ye Wuchen controlled the eighth-order spirit sword, activated the sword technique, and the eighth-order spirit sword instantly transformed into dozens of sword lights that rushed towards the Nascent Soul stage cultivator opposite him.
Although this sword light was not as powerful as the first one, it was still extremely terrifying.
Boom boom boom!
With just one strike, three Nascent Soul stage cultivators were severely injured and forced to retreat, their auras fluctuating.
"Damn it, this guy can control an eighth-tier spiritual weapon, we must retreat!" the dwarf cultivator in the Integration stage shouted in horror.
Suddenly, a flash of silver light appeared in front of him, and Sun Yi appeared out of thin air. He pointed his right hand at him, and an eighth-order winged blade shot out with a whoosh.
laugh!
The eighth-tier wing blade easily tore through the defenses of this Nascent Soul stage dwarf, piercing his body and pinning him to the void. No matter how much he screamed, it was to no avail.