Chapter 1534: Suppressing the Ancient Divine Weapon (Two in One, 1/105)

It was just a moment, and everyone in the Devouring Star was sweating coldly, their bodies were cold and their skulls were trembling.

An extremely ominous premonition formed in everyone's heart.

Through the evil pupil, the Tomb God projected the picture he saw into the boundless darkness of the Devouring Star, which was exactly the position of the inner world where Peng Xiren and Wang Ling were.

Although the battle situation has not yet been finally concluded.

But the Tomb God seemed to have seen the ending.

"Xiren is going to lose... I knew it was a trap. This person is not so easy to deal with. Sure enough, the weak breath is all pretended." The Tomb God said with a trembling voice.

There is no need to explain more. The Chiye Chief Tiger, the Silver Skin King, Jiugong Xinghui and a group of silver skin aliens beside him all felt depressed at the same time.

"Senior, what should we do."

Chiye Chief Tiger asked anxiously.

This situation seems a bit awkward.

Because none of them dared to go out, even if they had the courage to go out, they could not join the battle below.

Even if they joined the battle, they were just cannon fodder.

Even the simplest delay of the battle is impossible, and they will just go out and get killed.

However, under the current situation, they know that Peng Xiren is very important to them.

At this critical moment, Peng Xiren must not be allowed to get into trouble.

The Heavenly Tomb has not been opened yet...

And the location of the Heavenly Tomb is currently only known by Peng Xiren.

The Grave God is still waiting for the other half of his soul that has been separated from him for many years to merge when the Heavenly Tomb is opened.

If Peng Xiren dies in Wang Ling's hands at this time, everything will be over.

His evil eyes stared at the inner world.

His sight passed through layers of space, and he stared at the scene of Wang Ling and Peng Xiren confronting each other from a God's perspective.

Wang Ling's ears moved slightly, as if he had noticed something.

A pair of red eyes looked back directly.

The Grave God was so scared that he suddenly retracted his sight.

This young man is too scary...

His sharpness is unimaginable.

"There is no way. In this situation, I can only do my best to rescue him." The Grave God suppressed the panic on his face and frowned.

"What do you want to do, senior?" The expression on Chiye Chief Tiger's face twitched, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

Every time he thought of the moment when his head was pinched by the young man's little clone, he was already trembling.

"In this situation, I can't go out directly. You can't count on me... Therefore, there is only one way I can think of." The Tomb God said.

With the realm of Chiye Chief Tiger and Silver Skin King, going there would be a death.

The Tomb God knew this very well.

However, although the two are weak, they will be of great use in the future.

Now is not the time to put them in the position of sacrifice.

Being able to live so long in the history of cultivation, and even being regarded as a monster by Wang Daozu at that time, the Tomb God could not have something in his bottom box.

Once, the Tomb God even planned several wars against the entire universe.

He tried to conquer ten universes to build his ultimate cultivation universe empire.

But such plans were repeatedly discovered and crushed by Wang Daozu.

Those prepared legions at that time were also destroyed one by one by Wang Daozu.

However, after the soul of the Grave God was separated and sealed, Wang Daozu thought that he was no longer a threat, so he did not investigate further.

And it was this point that now left the Grave God some room for recovery...

At this moment, the Grave God closed his eyes and communicated with the things he had prepared for the conquest of the universe.

"Hydrogen slave..."

"Helium slave..."

"Lithium slave..."

"Berium slave..."

In his heart, he called out these familiar names one by one.

Not long after, on the battlefield in the distance, there were several vague figures, surrounded by chaotic energy, and suddenly they were teleported from the distant universe to the inner world where Wang Ling and Peng Xiren were.

They had no faces, and their bodies showed an obsidian-like luster. They were puppets made of special materials.

The Grave God called them "slaves".

But in fact, they were the most important part of the Grave God's cosmic journey plan back then.

Also known as: Ancient God Weapons!

It's a pity that now, he has not stockpiled many of them.

The ancient god weapons that were worth hundreds of millions back then are now less than a few hundred.

The ones summoned at the moment are still the closest to the earth.

However, if they are used to rescue Peng Xiren, the Tomb God thinks that it should be enough to delay a little time.

The arrival of the four closest ancient divine weapons is like a meteorite landing. In an instant, a huge earthquake wave hits the inner world, and all the buildings on the Sun Island are destroyed in the blink of an eye.

The tsunami of tens of meters high swept over, and it actually produced a scene like the arrival of the end of the world.

The dark humanoid ancient divine weapons are three meters tall. Standing in front of human cultivators, they are like giants.

The diamond-shaped floating head has a sense of high technology. It is hard to imagine that this was created tens of thousands of years ago.

Peng Xiren and Wang Ling's pupils contracted at the same time.

They never thought that four ancient divine weapons would land here.

And this is also the first time Wang Ling has seen this strange, puppet-like life form.

The four ancient divine weapons caused huge waves when they landed. Peng Xiren thought he had found an opportunity to get rid of this inner world.

However, Wang Ling grabbed him by the collar and held him in his hand like a chicken.

Wang Ling directly dug out Peng Xiren's soul and absorbed it with his palm.

He then put Songxia Xinghe's soul into his original body and sent it out of the inner world.

This series of actions was very smooth and natural, just like changing a SIM card or a mobile phone board.

At this time, Peng Xiren's soul was held in Wang Ling's hand.

For some reason, he felt that he had no strength in his body.

He didn't know what Wang Ling did.

He just felt that his strength was fading away bit by bit...

At this moment, the four ancient divine weapons dispatched by the grave god in front of him had become his only hope.

They fell here like a comet hitting the earth, destroying everything on the ground.

Wang Ling was glad that this was in the inner world, otherwise he didn't know how many innocent people would die because of this unprovoked disaster.

"Boom!"

The next moment, a war broke out.

The four ancient divine weapons formed a formation and rushed towards Wang Ling.

When they attacked, golden light burst out, and the obsidian-like metal body exuded a dazzling luster like gold, like a cannonball, emitting a soaring spiritual light.

The spiritual energy was like the sea, flooding over like a big river.

Wang Ling was slightly surprised.

The combat power of these ancient divine weapons was even stronger than that of the old god in the God Realm.

It was actually at the level of a Taoist god.

You must know.

These things are just puppets.

So what kind of realm did the master who created these puppets have in the past?

The atmosphere seemed to become tense all of a sudden.

He stared at Peng Xiren, trying to get some words out of Peng Xiren's mouth.

As a result, Peng Xiren twisted his neck and just snorted at Wang Ling.

"..."

That's all.

Wang Ling gave up asking and directly collected Peng Xiren's soul into Wang Tong.

Now, his task is to deal with the four ancient divine weapons in front of him as soon as possible!

Because Wang Ling vaguely felt that the inner world had reached the critical point of collapse due to the sudden arrival of the ancient divine weapons.

Boom!

Four ancient divine weapons attacked from four directions, and the fists as big as a mountain hit various parts of Wang Ling's body, and there was a sound of glass breaking.

"It's really terrible..." The Tomb God observed the battle through the perspective of one of the ancient divine weapons.

The joint attack of the four ancient divine weapons just now, although the attack was extremely accurate and aimed at the vital points.

But it didn't hurt Wang Ling at all.

Instead, their bodies were backfired and shattered.

"Is this still a human? This person is only sixteen years old!" Chiye Chief Tiger looked ugly. Previously, he always thought that Wang Ling was an old monster who had lived for thousands of years, but after waking up, he learned from the Tomb God that Wang Ling was indeed only 16 years old.

He was not feeling well.

How could a 16-year-old person be so invincible... to this extent?

It's not the reincarnation of Wang Daozu...

All this seems to make no sense!

"This man, senior, must not let him go!" Chiye Chief Tiger's thoughts were in a mess. He felt that Wang Ling had become a nightmare in his heart.

Unless Wang Ling died, he would live in insecurity for the rest of his life.

"I know this better than you." The Tomb God's evil eyes were deep.

He was arranging his troops and trying to use the ancient divine weapons to consume Wang Ling.

These four ancient divine weapons were just the vanguard, and there were more ancient divine weapons in the distance that would arrive at the battlefield one after another.

...

After these four ancient divine weapons were backfired by Wang Ling's body and their bodies were shattered.

Those cracks were repaired rapidly in a state visible to the naked eye.

"Is the backlash ineffective?" Wang Ling looked at this scene and raised his eyebrows.

Sure enough, these strange puppet life forms were not as simple as he imagined.

But Wang Ling did not plan to do it himself.

Considering that he would have to participate in the high school competition later, if he fought with these ancient divine weapons here, the disposable talismans on his body would be quickly consumed.

So, Wang Ling sat on the ground, leaning against the wall in the ruins behind him.

Put one hand on his knee, and put on a natural posture of watching the show.

"Sword."

He called softly, and a brown wooden sword suddenly appeared in the inner world.

"Sword Master, what do you want me to do?"

Jingke did not show a human form, but appeared in front of Wang Ling in the form of a sword.

"Clear the field."

Wang Ling gently stroked the blade of his sword and ordered.

...

These two simple words immediately put great pressure on the grave god who was secretly observing from a distance.

It was not the first time he had seen Jingke, and he always felt that this peach wood sword was familiar... But he couldn't think of the source of this Jingke.

When receiving Wang Ling's order.

Jingke's brown spiritual light suddenly bloomed.

"Do you also want to dance..."

The four ancient divine weapons were originally floating in the air.

The surging brown spiritual light was accompanied by the strongest sword energy.

With an overwhelming force, they were all shaken down from the air!

The sword pressed down on the sky, forming a kind of gravity, which made it impossible for these ancient divine weapons to look down on them.

At this critical moment, Jingke's behavior of not defending against water touched Wang Ling quite a lot.

There were several times when this little guy deliberately pretended to be weak and wanted to merge with Baiqiao...

Wang Ling just turned a blind eye to these things.

Fortunately, today, judging from Jingke's performance, he obviously had no intention of letting him go.

Therefore, the moment Jingke received the Wang Ling's order.

He immediately gave these four ancient divine soldiers a show of strength, but this was not the end yet.

The power of the Sword Spirit King is incalculable.

"Zheng!"

The huge brown sword energy, hundreds of thousands of miles long, turned into four rays of light that shot into the sky, attacking the surroundings like a laser cannon.

Because there are no outsiders in the inner world, Jingke has a huge space for free expression.

A seemingly indiscriminate sword attack.

In fact, it was a charge aimed at vital points.

The brown sword light struck the heads of the four ancient divine soldiers, hitting them right in the face.

The ancient divine soldier who suffered a head injury seemed to have lost his mobility and fell to the ground on the spot.

However, the attack has just begun.

Jingke had so much combat experience that he never held anything back.

The moment these four ancient divine soldiers fell, a sea of ​​brown sword energy came overwhelmingly, dividing the four ancient divine soldiers.

"So decisive." The Grave God frowned.

This mahogany sword was so terrifying. It attacked decisively. Even after it had hit the head, it still continued to strike at its own pace, dividing the four ancient divine soldiers on the ground.

It's just the blink of an eye.

His four ancient divine weapons had been cut into countless tiny pieces, like grains of sand, and rolled into the air with the wildly dancing sword waves.

"This... can this be restored?" Chiye Chief Tiger's pupils were trembling, and he was very surprised.

He has never seen such finely divided corpses...

It can actually be cut into the size of a grain of sand.

It was simply devastating.

Although the Grave God was equally surprised by this scene, he just sneered in the end: "It's not over yet."

The next moment, these ancient divine weapons that were divided into pieces as big as grains of sand burst out with bright golden light again, and their spiritual energy soared into the sky, sweeping across the sky and the earth.

Although there are not many of these ancient divine weapons left, each one was built by the Tomb God with all his efforts. All physical attacks are ineffective against the ancient divine weapons.

It also contains sword energy.

Not to mention splitting into grains of sand.

Even if only the iron sheet is invisible to the naked eye, as long as there is a cell structure, the ancient magic weapon can be restored.

This is the terrifying thing about the ancient divine weapons.

Their power comes from Chaos.

And chaos...means infinity.

Looking at the reunited ancient divine weapons, Jingke frowned deeply.

This was his first time dealing with such a monster and he had no experience at all.

But I didn't feel any fear at all.

These are beings formed by extracting a special substance from chaos.

Theoretically, it is a product of chaos.

The sword spirit is also conceived from chaos.

Who doesn’t have something to do with chaos these days?

They are all produced under chaos, so of course there is nothing to be afraid of.

He has been with Wang Ling for many years and studied for so long.

Naturally, the things he knows are not just those fighting skills.

Since the sword energy is ineffective.

Jingke Zidang had other ideas.

Buzz!

The next moment, the blade of his mahogany sword chirped softly, bursting out with even more blazing light!

There are two runes conceived from Taomu Jianjian!

"Sword talisman?" The Grave God smiled: "The sword energy has failed, so you think the talisman will be useful?"

Although the immunity rate of the ancient divine weapons to spells is not all, it is still as high as 90%.

In this world, there are not many spells that can be used to suppress the ancient divine weapons.

However, at the next moment, the two sword talismans that were born from Jingke's body rushed into the air and opened a heaven and earth net to cover all four ancient divine weapons.

In just an instant, the auras of the four ancient divine weapons weakened instantly!

They were tangled in the net and unable to move.

"What……"

The Grave God was astonished beyond words.

And when he saw the words on the sword talisman clearly, the shock in his heart was beyond words.

It's not a difficult text to understand.

It says: Odd changes to even, unchanged, symbols look at the quadrants...