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Chapter 632 Dragon and Phoenix Treasures

In the chaos, a world is opened up, and the power of original creation is everywhere, which can naturally nourish countless treasures.

The stronger the origin of the world is, the heavier the foundation of the treasure nourished, the greater the natural power and the tougher the body. Just like the same two seeds, one can be thrown into the barren Gobi Desert, at most one can grow a sapling; and the other can be thrown into fertile soil, with abundant sunshine and rain, and towering trees can grow.

The origin of Pangu world is unparalleled, thousands of times, ten thousand times or even millions of times that of Panxi world. Therefore, the Hongmeng treasure and merit spiritual treasure that were nurtured by the power of original creation when Pangu world was opened up were naturally thousands of times, ten thousand times, and millions of times that of Panxi world.

The blue short sword that Ao Li squirted out of his mouth was a spiritual treasure of merit in the world. Its quality was only medium and low, but the sword light was extremely fast and could almost teleport through the air. Moreover, the sword light turned into a clear breeze, invisible, silent, and colorless, and was the best treasure for sneak attacks and killing people.

Ao Li seemed rough and rude, but he never lacked a little clever spirit. He was wearing heavy armor and holding a long spear. Everyone thought he was a brave and warlike warrior. Who would have thought that he could attack and kill people by squirting a short sword?

The short sword was sprayed out, and the two long swords of the ancestor spirits and the Ao Li short sword were knocked back to their original form after a slight touch. Not only that, the Qingfeng short sword was not damaged at all, but the sword edges of the two long swords were filled with serrated gaps. The two merit spirit treasures from Panxi's world were actually seriously injured.

The two long swords were gone without even the strength to fly in the air, like a seriously injured and dying bird, sang in a messy cry and pierced towards the ground.

Unless they are nourished by the power of original creation, they will be able to recover from the power of the two long swords themselves without millions of years of hard work.

The two ancestor elders twitched in pain, as if they were old crows stripped naked, and they were so shrill that they whistled to the sky.

Amid the angry laughter, two ancestor spirit elders from the Golden Clan attacked at the same time. They looked at each other, and one of them waved his sleeves. A silver-lit round backing appeared in front of him, and a silver-toned round light with a diameter of thousands of feet protected him and another ancestor spirit elder.

Another ancestor spirit elder was extremely serious and bowed to the sky three times in a serious manner. He made a seal between his eyebrows with both hands, and then a low thunder sounded in the Panxi Holy Land. A purple thunder ran across the void.

"The treasure is born, and the world is touched." Ji Hao widened his eyes, staring at the ancestor spirit elder motionlessly. Can this Jin clan ancestor spirit take out such an amazing treasure?

The sound of "clang clang" continued to be heard, and a golden dragon head slowly emerged from the eyebrows of the ancestor spirit elder. Accompanied by the deep pain of the ancestor spirit elder, the golden dragon head gradually became larger after touching the outside world's wind, and it was very difficult to fly out of the ancestor spirit elder's body one by one.

A solemn force filled the void, destroying the formation everywhere, and the three armies of dragons, phoenixes and ferocious beasts robbing wildly raised their heads at the same time, and looked at the golden dragon head that emerged from the eyebrows of the ancestor spirit elder in horror.

Elder Tianji and the ancestor spirit elders, and many Holy Spirits with sufficient qualifications, applauded and laughed at the same time. Elder Tianji smiled and said, "The Dragon Breaking Knife, I didn't expect that today we will have the fate to see the power of this treasure with our own eyes!"

Accompanied by the low dragon roar, a huge sword slowly emerged from the eyebrows of the elder of the Jin clan. The solemn aura enveloped the world. The sword was huge in size, and the dragon head alone was dozens of miles in size. The body of the sword behind the dragon head was like a golden dragon. It had drilled more than two hundred miles long from the elder of the Jin clan's ancestor, but it still had no end.

"Well, this is the treasure of killing the great way." In the soul space, the phantom suddenly condensed his body and smiled contemptuously: "From the grade, it is the same grade as the four swords and the formation diagram of Taoist Yu Yu... But in terms of power, hehe, hehehehe!"

Phantom didn't know where to learn this weird sneer. Ji Hao touched the goosebumps on his body and couldn't help but shake his head gently.

He had personally used the terrifying sword formation of Taoist Yu Yu. The power of the four long swords and the formation diagram combined with the power. Even if Ji Hao could only activate less than one ten thousand of the power, Ji Hao felt extremely frightened.

This broken dragon gate sword is the most important treasure in the great way of Panxi world. It is completely equivalent to the sword formation of Taoist Yu Yu, but in terms of aura and power, Taoist Yu Yu is the sun, and this broken dragon gate sword is only a brighter star at most.

"Do you bully me the Feng Clan Wubao?" Just now Ao Li shouted arrogantly, "Bully my Dragon Clan Wubao". Now it was Feng Qinxin who shouted out loud.

Her two little cheeks were bulging, and she proudly looked at the Golden Clan ancestor who was trying to activate the Dragon Breaking Sword. She grabbed her right hand into her sleeve, and suddenly a brilliant firelight that was indescribable was pulled out by her hand.

The red flames were everywhere. In the blink of an eye, most of the Panxi Holy Land was shrouded in flames. The temperature of the huge cross-legged holy land rose sharply. The Tingtao Pavilion where Ji Hao and others were located was lingering in green smoke, and many wooden components almost started to burn.

Feng Qinxin's hand was a feather fan, one that was only one foot or eight inches long, very delicate feather fan. The overlapping red feathers formed the fan surface, and each feather had countless flame-shaped divine patterns flashing on it. Feng Qinxin held the feather fan tightly and waved it gently, and heard a loud noise between heaven and earth. Ji Hao felt his eyes lit up, and then a dizzy turn, and Panxi's holy land swayed slightly.

A piece of red flame as clear as melting glass in the small feather fan spewed out, and nine huge fire phoenixes in the fire were flying proudly, constantly making high and exciting chirping.

When the fire was wrapped in nine phoenixes flying out, the laws of heaven in Panxi's holy land were in chaos, and the power of the flame avenue suddenly soared, with faint signs of suppressing other laws of the great way. The great way of heaven and earth is the foundation for maintaining a world, and the balance of the great way determines the survival of the world.

The Avenue of Flame suddenly suppressed other Avenues, which was tantamount to a world of natural disasters.

What followed was natural disasters, and terrible natural disasters came to Panxi Holy Land. Large scattered magma appeared out of thin air, and countless twisted vortexes of flames in the magma rolled and roared, and huge magma fireballs kept spewing out of the vortex, smashing down to the ground with a terrifying roar.

Before the Broken Dragon Strike Sword could completely fly out of the eyebrows of the Jin clan's ancestor spirit, countless fire lights surrounded him.

The Broken Dragon Sword Sword made a painful cry, and the sound of dragon roars shook the void, and the ancestral spirit of the Golden Clan he sacrificed was even more bloody, and he was already fainted.

The fire was blazing, and the Broken Dragon Sword Knife actually had a faint tendency to melt.

Elder Tianji was stunned. He glared at Feng Qinxin and screamed at the top of his lungs: "Enough! Do you have to die with us?" (To be continued.)

ps: The eighth one today!

Suddenly I found out that if you give me more motivation, I can still complete the scheduled task!

Hahaha, hahaha, hahaha, I learned the "phantom" smile!

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