Chapter 1951 The Battle of the Artifact Spirit

Lei Huang's voice had just sounded, but it was already too late.

Su Zimo's hands were already on the handle of the knife!

Su Zimo trembled all over, and suddenly widened his eyes.

At this moment, in front of his eyes, countless killing scenes appeared, bloody, many horrific tortures, all poured into his mind.

His head seemed to burst!

Su Zimo had never felt that a long knife exuded such a terrifying killing aura.

The violent force of this long knife poured into Su Zimo's body, rampaging, and destroying vitality wherever it went!

The surface of Su Zimo's body cracked in an instant, and a cloud of blood mist burst out!

"what!"

Su Zimo couldn't bear this kind of pain, so he screamed in the sky, his face was hideous, and his facial features were twisted.

boom!

There was chaos in Su Zimo's sea of ​​consciousness.

The lotus platform of good fortune is constantly rotating, blooming with azure glow, and eighty-one green lotus seeds surround the Qinglian Primordial Spirit, forming a barrier to isolate the invading killing energy.

Su Zimo's Qinglian bloodline could no longer be concealed, and it was all released!

One after another, the rich greenery acts on the wound, releasing huge vitality and repairing the physical wound.

But the power of this long sword is too ferocious.

Even Qinglian's real body can't resist it at all!

The current resistance is only a delay for a while.

In Lei Huang's eyes, he was even more surprised.

He was nailed to this stone pillar by this long knife for hundreds of thousands of years. No one knew better than him that this long knife was terrifying!

This is the weapon of the King of Punishment - the real sword of execution!

In the hands of each Execution Guard, there is a Execution Knife.

But those killing knives are just imitations of this long knife and only have their shape.

The killing knife in front of him, let alone Su Zimo is just a mysterious immortal, even if it is touched by an immortal, it is difficult for him to retreat.

But the young man in front of him was not killed by the killing knife in the first time!

In the sight of Lei Huang, Su Zimo's figure has become a little blurred, replaced by a green azure lotus soaring into the sky.

The lotus stems are straight and straight, the branches and leaves are crystal clear, just swaying gently, it seems to be able to shake the world!

"Creating Qinglian!"

Lei Huang's eyes widened, and he recognized the origin of this green lotus.

"Withdraw!"

Lei Huang let out a low voice. Although he was trapped and unable to move, a powerful divine sense burst out and slammed into Su Zimo's chest.

boom!

Su Zimo flew out backwards, and his hands were also free from the killing knife.

"puff!"

Su Zimo spat out a mouthful of blood.

The whole process was slow to say, but it was only in a split second that Lei Huang rescued him.

But even at this moment, the Execution Sword caused huge damage to him!

"Boy, are you crazy!"

Lei Huang snorted softly: "Go away, get out of here!"

Zheng!

The Execution Knife suddenly trembled slightly and seemed to become excited.

"No, the spirit of this knife has awakened!"

The Thunder Emperor looked solemn.

"Oh shit!"

Su Zimo scolded, holding the prison-suppressing cauldron, staring at the killing knife, and gritted his teeth: "It's a big deal, I will use the prison-suppressing cauldron to swallow this broken knife!"

Lei Huang frowned and said, "This is the slaughtering knife of the Heavenly Punishment King, the Spirit Treasure of the Heavens, which contains endless punishment and slaughtering power. This broken cauldron in your hand can't be resisted at all!"

"You have the blood of Qinglian. If you can cultivate into a 12th-grade fortune-telling Qinglian body, you may have a chance to save me out. Let's go now!"

What Lei Huang said was right.

But he didn't say a word.

Su Zimo cultivated into the 12th grade good luck Qinglian, I don't know how long it will take, he may not be able to last until that time.

Zheng!

At this moment, the slaughtering knife once again heard a voice of contention.

From the blade, two phantom long knives suddenly burst out, one representing punishment and the other representing slaughter, strangling towards Su Zimo!

"It's over."

Lei Huang sighed in his heart.

The pair of spirits in the slaughter knife had slept for hundreds of thousands of years, and now they are completely awake.

This pair of children's artifact spirits were conceived by King Tian Xing, and they were extremely cruel, and they would never let Su Zimo leave alive!

The two spirits of the Execution Sabre, full of murderous intent and excitement, came to kill Su Zimo.

Su Zimo knew how powerful it was, and hurriedly blocked the prison-suppressing tripod in front of him.

when!

The two phantom long knives slashed onto the prison-suppressing cauldron, making a sharp and ear-piercing sound.

Lei Huang narrowed his eyes slightly.

Normally, it is absolutely impossible for this broken bronze cauldron to resist the power of the slaughtering knife spirit.

But just now, the Execution Sword Artifact Spirit stood on this bronze cauldron and was bounced off!

Prison Zhending felt the murderous aura, and one of the walls of the cauldron was full of red light.

"Wow!"

The sound of Fengming suddenly sounded, which was comparable to the sound of contention bursting out from the Execution Sword.

Immediately afterwards, a blazing fire surged out of the prison-suppressing cauldron, and the flames soared, burning the surrounding void red.

In this flame, the figure of a fairy bird gradually emerged.

"This bronze cauldron is broken like this, and the spirit inside is still alive?"

In Lei Huang's eyes, he was even more surprised.

This immortal bird is far from the huge body of the Phoenix family. Its wings are spread out, but it is only a few feet away, but it is bathed in flames, and it exudes an aura that is above all living beings. Its eyes are indifferent, and there is no emotion.

"Suzaku Holy Spirit!"

Lei Huang recognized the origin of this fairy bird at a glance.

The bloodline of the Suzaku Holy Spirit, even above the phoenix, is the true ancestor of the gods in charge of flames!

"Shen Prison Cauldron... This name sounds familiar, and it seems that I have heard it before."

Lei Huang murmured softly, as if thinking of something.

A magical weapon that can use the Suzaku Holy Spirit as an artifact is absolutely impossible to be a nameless thing!

"Zheng!"

"Wow!"

At this moment, the three artifact spirits were already fighting together.

The light of the knife spread, and the flames rose.

Although the Suzaku Sacred Soul is powerful, the power of the two spirits of the Slaughter Sword is even more ferocious, completely suppressing the Suzaku Sacred Soul!

In fact, when Su Zimo heard that this long sword was a spiritual treasure from the Heavenly Heaven, he had already realized that the Prison Suppressing Cauldron might not be able to match the opponent.

It is not that the Suppressing Prison Cauldron is inferior to the Execution Knife.

However, the four walls of the Prison Suppressing Cauldron have only been repaired in half, and the strength of the imperial soldiers at their peak is even more different.

Back then, on Longyuan Star, the Prison Suppressing Cauldron had two holy souls, Qinglong and Suzaku, to help them, but they only suppressed the pure Yang Lingbao such as the gods and demons.

Pure Yang Lingbao still belongs to the category of true fairy weapons.

And Dongtian Lingbao, this is the weapon of the Immortal King!

With the current ability of the Suppressing Prison Cauldron, even if the Execution Sword did not resist, it could not devour it.

At the beginning, the reason why Zhenyu Cauldron could swallow, absorb, and refine a piece of cave spirit treasure was because that piece of spirit treasure was torn apart by the black hole of the starry sky, and it had been scrapped.

And this slaughter knife, even if it has been sleeping for hundreds of thousands of years, is still extremely ferocious and extremely fierce!

But in a short time, the Suzaku Holy Spirit was slashed with scars by the two spirits of the Slaughter Sword, and it was only a matter of time before he was defeated.

If the Suzaku Holy Spirit is defeated, he will fall into a deep sleep again, and Su Zimo will also lose his greatest support.