The Xuanyuan Sword is full of golden light, and the boundless majesty aura emitted forced countless ghosts in the black fog around to retreat one after another. ★

Countless golden sword energy fell on his head, but the Fangui smiled with a "sneering" smile. When his wrist turned, a blood-colored jade talisman flashed a bloody light from his fingertips, and a strange aura wrapped around his whole body.

The golden sword energy released by Xuanyuan Sword suddenly condensed, and flew over the body of Fan Gui, without a sword energy falling on him.

The corner of the Fangui curled his lips and smiled brightly: "Yeah, I really didn't lie to me. The Xuanyuan Sword of the human race, the sword spirit has already followed the Xuanyuan Sage of the Xuanyuan Sage. Now the Xuanyuan Sword is powerful, but it is a fool without a sword spirit!"

"Hehe, Lord Chonghou, do you know what the jade talisman originates?"

Si Wenming looked at the Fan Ghost stiffly. He wanted to speak, but couldn't say a word. He clearly saw the Xuanyuan Sword's strange behavior, which protected the Lord by himself, and actually gave up attacking the Fan Ghost!

"I don't know what this jade talisman is, but the person who gave me the jade talisman said that this jade talisman was refined with the essence and blood of the pure descendants of Xuanyuan. With his protection, the Xuanyuan Sword will never hurt me!"

The Fan Ghost grinned, half of his bony face trembled violently, and the bones rubbed each other with a crisp sound: "I didn't believe it at first, and thought this mission would take a lot of risks, but I didn't expect that the Xuanyuan Sword is so stupid that I won't attack me!"

Si Wenming struggled hard, but the terrifying evil power emitted by tens of millions of ghosts from all directions imprisoned him. His soul was about to be frozen, and even his thought of "struggling desperately" became extremely weak.

He could only watch the Xuanyuan Sword floating in the air in a daze. Although the boundless golden light was still emitting, he did not attack the Brahma Ghost anymore. A strange blood-colored jade talisman actually made the Xuanyuan Sword a waste.

The Xuanyuan Sword Spirit has followed the Xuanyuan Holy Emperor and left the human race. Si Wenming barely roared in his heart. Who leaked this absolutely secret matter? Moreover, the jade talisman refined with the essence and blood of the descendants of Xuanyuan can make Xuanyuan Sword give up the attack? Even Si Wenming has never heard of this secret method. Who can have such a secret method?

The black dagger, shaped like a scorpion, gently pierced Si Wenming's clothes on his chest. With a buzzing sound, a yellow seal squirted out of Si Wenming's body. The seal released thick yellow light banners, firmly wrapping Si Wenming inside.

The dagger in the hand of the Fan Ghost was shaken by the light bulb released by the seal. His wrist shook, and his body suddenly retreated dozens of steps back. Blue veins raised on his five fingers. Obviously, the anti-shock power of this seal was extremely fierce and domineering.

"Well, the 'Tu Xing Divine Seal', a top spiritual treasure born from the five elements of the Pangu world, a tribe-controlling artifact passed down from generation to generation by Chonghou's lineage!" Fanshe looked at the earth-yellow seal with great surprise and shouted happily: "Ah, I'm really here this time. My employer told me that as long as I kill you, all the treasures on you will be mine!"

"Hehe" smiled a few times, and Fan Si took out a witch talisman the size of a palm and carved it with a blue transparent wooden heart: "The power of the five elements overcomes the soil, this is the energy generation and restraint of you indigenous people... I hope this wooden talisman is useful. Just give me a little time, it's enough!"

Carefully stimulated the blue transparent wooden talisman, and countless extremely thin blue streamers fell like fireworks, and were imprinted on the earth-yellow light column released by the earth-yellow divine seal. A stream of powerful and unusual wood-area witches exploded, and countless extremely small and exquisite wood-area divine patterns invaded the light column, quickly disintegrating the earth-yellow light column.

The Earth Walk God Seal was wrapped in a layer of faint green light, and it lost all its defense power for a moment.

The Fan Ghost carefully approached Si Wenming. He smiled and said, "Look, the person who wants to kill you has an extremely thorough understanding of your trump card. Use the ghost of the Ten Thousand Ghosts to make you lose all your resistance power. You cannot control the various treasures you protect yourself, so you can only watch me destroy your life-saving things one by one."

He gently moved the earth-moving God Seal wrapped in green light to the side. The Fan Ghost smiled and stabbed the dagger hard at Si Wenming's chest: "So, what else do you have to save your life? See if they gave me the trump card..."

A loud "buzzing" sound, accompanied by a low dragon roar, a piece of yellow air burst into pieces, and a hexagonal shield formed by tens of thousands of fast dragon scales spewed out from Si Wenming's body. A lifelike dragon head in the middle of the dragon scale shield screamed for a long time, and yellow air continued to spew out to wrap Si Wenming's whole body.

"What a treasure, a shield made of 36,000 Dragon King Dragon Scale. I heard that the Chonghou lineage is good with the Dragon Clan, and it is indeed good. How could ordinary people collect so many dragon scales that fall off from the Dragon King level power?" Fan Gui smiled so brightly, and used three extremely powerful witch talismans to gently suppress the dragon scale shield that he protected himself.

In just a dozen breaths, nine strange treasures gushed out of Si Wenming's body to protect his master, but the people behind the Fan Ghost were obviously familiar with all the trump cards of Si Wenming and were familiar with all the treasures from his Chonghou lineage. The nine powerful strange treasures were broken by the witch talismans taken out by the Fan Ghost without Si Wenming's personal use.

"No?" The Fangui looked at the nine strange treasures floating beside Si Wenming: "What a wealthy Chonghou lineage! You even have the treasure of the Emperor of Heaven from the ancient heaven! Oh, I've reached it, I've reached it, it's such a lucky mission!"

The Fan Ghost whistled proudly and slowly stabbed the black scorpion tail dagger into the vital points of Si Wenming's heart.

"So, according to my information, you don't have any treasures that can protect you. Maybe there are some witch talismans that can automatically touch? But what are the uses of those things? Even my "soul-catching dagger" can't resist it!"

"Believe me, the soul of an amazing hero like you, I will flawlessly extract your soul and pour it into the body of a metal puppet, so that you will become my servant, wailing in the metal puppet for ten thousand years!"

The Fangui was so excited that he shook: "It's mine to be able to enslave a hero like you... Wow, hell!"

Two black and white rays of spiritual light swept out from Si Wenming's body. When the soul-grabbing dagger was less than a thread from Si Wenming's skin, the black and white spiritual light turned into a black and white Tai Chi Bagua diagram, wrapping Si Wenming tightly inside.

A terriblely powerful and viscous suction force wrapped the soul-catching dagger tightly. Amid the shrill screams of the Fangui, the black and white spiritual light rolled up like a millstone, and stirred the soul-catching dagger into countless tiny dust.
Chapter completed!