Chapter 3878 Knife and Stick

The blood in Xiu Wuji's eyes was red, full of murderous intent.

The Shura tribe was originally a race that devoured and killed. After he turned into a blood Shura, his murderous intention was even heavier.

"kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Xiu Wuji shouted, and half of the Asura King Sword in his hand slashed out violently.

This half of the Asura King Sword is a terrifying weapon, the same as the bloody Elf King Bow in Ling Yuwei's hand.

Suddenly, the sword light exploded, and the terrifying sword light split the cosmic space, broke through all attacks and defenses, and slashed at the strong ones.

what! ...

The screams sounded. No matter it was the fifth level of the god emperor or the sixth level of the god emperor, it was difficult to resist the attack of the Asura King Sword. vitality.

In an instant, more than ten masters were beheaded by Xiu Wuji.

The rest of the people, almost scared to death, backed away madly.

"kill!"

Xiu Wuji's killing intent was overwhelming, he didn't want to let these people go, and continued to kill them.

"It is your honor to pay homage to my blood Asura power, die for me!"

Xiu Wuji's indifferent voice spread all over the place, the sword light continued to cut out, and several masters were killed by him. Finally, he killed the old man in red robe.

boom!

The red-robed old man made a move with all his strength and made a move against him. A violent roar erupted. The red-robed old man flew back and rushed back, and a bloodstain appeared in his palm.

However, Xiu Wuji was also blocked by him, and he also took a few steps back.

The complexion of the red-robed old man was extremely solemn and vaguely terrified. He was obviously startled by Xiu Wuji's strength.

"Old guy, die for me!"

Xiu Wuji was blocked by the red-robed old man, which further stimulated his murderous intention, and wanted to kill the red-robed old man again, but the red-robed old man did not want to fight him.

Just turned and ran away.

Although Xiu Wuji's killing intent was heavy, he did not lose his mind. Seeing the red-robed old man running away, he stopped and did not pursue him.

After all, his goal was this mountain, the immortal spirit of war, and Lu Ming and Ling Yuwei.

"Now, it's your turn!"

Xiu Wuji looked at Ling Yuwei and Lu Ming, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, he jumped and charged towards the mountain peak.

In his hand, there are also fragments of the soul stone of life, and those indestructible war souls rushed towards him and were also absorbed by the fragments of soul stone.

He was fast and unobstructed, and kept approaching Lu Ming and Ling Yuwei. When the distance between them was within 10,000 meters, half of the Asura King Sword in his hand slashed towards them.

The mighty sword light slashed towards the two of them, and the power was earth-shattering.

Lu Ming took out the Gale Bead, and Ling Yuwei took out the bloody elf king bow, ready to fight back.

However, the mountain was full of immortal war spirits, and Xiu Wuji's sword light was blocked by many war spirits as soon as it flew out not too far.

The strength of these battle spirits is very amazing, they easily blocked Xiu Wuji's sword light, and nothing happened.

If they didn't have the soul stone fragments of life in their hands, I am afraid they would have been torn into pieces by these indestructible war souls.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, Xiu Wuji snorted coldly and continued to rush towards Lu Ming and Ling Yuwei.

Lu Ming and Ling Yuwei continued to rush to the top of the mountain, collecting indestructible spirits along the way.

Xiu Wuji continued to attack Lu Ming and Ling Yuwei, but as soon as the attack flew out, he was blocked by the indestructible spirit.

"Damn it!"

Seeing that Lu Ming and Ling Yuwei were constantly collecting indestructible battle spirits, Xiu Wuji was also a little anxious. In the end, he stopped attacking Lu Ming and Ling Yuwei and concentrated on collecting immortal battle spirits.

Lu Ming and Ling Yuwei were so happy, they naturally concentrated more on collecting the indestructible battle spirit.

On the mountain peak, the number of immortal battle spirits is astonishingly large, at least more than 100,000.

The three of them kept collecting, and the number of inextinguishable spirits gradually decreased.

In the end, their low-level immortal spirits were too lazy to collect them, so they went to the top of the mountain to collect those high-level ones.

Approaching the top of the mountain, the number of inextinguishable spirits gradually decreased, but each one was more terrifying.

The aura emanating from every inextinguishable spirit shocked Lu Ming, as if it were like the universe, vast and unpredictable.

Needless to say, the creatures that can form these indestructible battle souls are absolutely terrifying in their lifetime.

It's a pity that they all turned into mummified corpses in the end, and they don't know how to die.

Two hours later, Lu Ming, Ling Yuwei, and Xiu Wuji collected at least 20,000 immortal souls each.

At this time, Lu Ming had a feeling that the fragments of the Life Soul Primordial Stone seemed to be filling up and could not absorb too much.

The three of Lu Ming rushed to the top of the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, there is a flat ground, and there are only eight figures on the flat ground.

These are eight creatures with different shapes, forming a circle. Similarly, these eight creatures have also turned into mummified corpses, without the slightest breath.

However, the gazes of the three of Lu Ming directly skipped the eight creatures and landed in the middle of the eight creatures.

Among them, there are two rays of light, rising into the sky.

The glow of the sky seen in the distance was reflected by these two rays of light.

The source of the light is two divine weapons.

A sword, a snow-white long stick.

Above the two divine weapons, there was an unfathomable aura.

Ling Yuwei's eyes lit up.

"Could it be that this is the eighteen gods of the Hall of Fate Soul Heavenly Court?" Ling Yuwei whispered, her voice trembling.

"Eighteen town hall god soldiers?"

Lu Ming's heart was also beating wildly, he had heard Ling Yuwei say it before.

The Eighteen Town Hall Divine Weapons can be said to be the top treasures of the Heavenly Court of Life and Soul, and they are all top-notch in the entire Prehistoric Universe and are of immeasurable value.

There are nine halls of life and soul in the Heavenly Court of Life and Soul, and each hall of life and soul has two divine soldiers.

The eighteen gods of the town hall are eighteen different types of weapons.

Here, there are knives and sticks, and it looks so extraordinary, it is very likely that it is the second of the eighteen town halls.

"The eighteenth town hall god soldier, it's mine!"

Xiu Wuji's eyes radiated a scorching brilliance, and with a flash of his figure, he rushed towards the two divine soldiers of the town hall.

However, the eight creatures radiated dim light, and then, eight immortal spirits appeared.

The aura of these eight inextinguishable war spirits was extremely terrifying, it was earth-shattering, just a wisp of aura emanated, and the three of Lu Ming felt like they were being pressed by hundreds of planets, and they almost vomited blood.

The three hurriedly placed the fragments of the Life Soul Primordial Stone in front of them, and the power was continuously input into the fragments of the Life Soul Primordial Stone, urging them with all their strength.

Buzz!

The fragments of the Life Soul Primordial Stone vibrated violently, and circles of radiance permeated out, exuding a mysterious aura.

The eight inextinguishable battle spirits glanced at the fragments of the Life Soul Primordial Stone, revealing doubts.

"It feels so familiar!"

"Is it the Life Soul Primordial Stone?"

"Has the soul stone of life broken? Are we defeated?"

A murmur-like whisper came from the mouths of the eight inextinguishable battle spirits.