Chapter 2155: : Get another treasure!

Slightly thinking, Du Shaozhen also knows that he has the strength as the 3,000-year-old world leader likes the nine people, not to mention the strongest demon.
The Qingpao man looked at Du Shaoqi, and his black hair grew behind his head. He smiled and said: "Are you afraid, or afraid of death?"
"I am not afraid, I am not afraid of death, but I am afraid that I am not strong enough to be a big man." Du Shaoqi said that he has not been able to break through the footsteps of Shengwu, and he said that at this moment and the nine of them, there is a magician of the demon. The devil contends.
"Everything is done, listen to the fate, things are man-made, and the rest, look at God's will, you and I can do nothing!"
The Qingpao man looked at Du Shaoqi and smiled a little. He said: "All things are arranged by yourself, but in the end it is still on you. When things are up, I can't do anything. I can't intervene. What you have to do is continue to strengthen yourself. You are The last chance, if you fail, then the world can only truly become a demon domain. The millions of people in this world are in your success or failure!"
The young man in the green robe looked at Du Shaoxuan and swept the illusory long sleeves in front of him. He said: "This is the last strength of the gods I have left in this world. I can no longer appear. The last thing left for you is that I used to The rest of the refining scraps, which imitate the refining of a treasure in my sister's hands, have a lot of magical effects."
When the voice fell, the figure of the Qingpao man suddenly disappeared in front of Du Shaozhen.
"boom!"
But at this time, before the mountain peaks, there is a breath of breath, releasing the light of the sky and the ancient atmosphere.
A simple sword appeared in the eyes of Du Shaoqi, suspended in the air, the light of the sky is like the next day, the sword is overflowing, the mysterious lines are lingering, and the fierce breath goes straight into the sky!
"Hey!"
Around the blade, the wind and thunder, filled with pressure, the whole mountain is surrounded by the void!
"It was the sword at the beginning!"
Du Shaoyan's eyes glowed with golden light, recognizing the origin of this sword.
At the beginning of the eternal tomb, the thirteen imaginary figure strongmen each held a sacred sword, and finally gathered together, attracting all the sacred cultivators to chase away, it is this sword in front of the eyes.
"A weird pressure!"
Du Shao is different, the air pressure on the sword is more and more exerted on the Yuanshen, and the of the sacred cult is also trembled.
That terrible pressure, like the ability to smash the gods!
"This treasure is actually here, not being obtained."
Du Shaozhen reveals a happy color. This sword is not a special product. The pressure is too strong. It is definitely not the same as the general sacrament. Otherwise, the purple gold scorpion in the shrine will not roar. It seems to be out of the body. But there is an instinctive jealousy, with scruples.
In addition to showing jealousy to Zilei Xuan Ding, Zijin Tianzhu has never shown jealousy in front of any military blade. How can Du Shaozhen not guess the value of this sword!
Du Shaoyan's eyes are fixed on the sword in front of her eyes. This sword is white and white, like a beautiful jade, so that I can look far away from it, and if there is a sword in the sky, I will pluck into the mind of the mud. Let the gods tingle and shudder!
Originally, Du Shaoqi thought that so many sacred cults had chased him. It was certain that someone got the sword. The original sword was hidden here and was not obtained by anyone.
"Recognition!"
Du Shaozhen’s pale face, a corner of his mouth, began to try to recognize the master’s sword.
However, Du Shaohao was worried that although he had recovered in the flesh at the moment, he suffered a fatal blow. He had no fighting power at all. If he wanted to forcefully accept the treasures that these holy people could not conquer, it would be difficult.
"laugh……"
Du Shaoxuan was worried, and the sword that was suspended in mid-air made a roaring sound. The wind and thunder were stunned, and the slashing of the sword was turned into a smattering stream of electricity, which directly plunged into Du Shaozhen’s eyebrows.
The sword is glaring, the pressure is high, the wind is thunder, and the space is pierced.
But Du Shaoqi did not feel the killing, this Jianguang seems to be with goodwill, rushing toward the eyebrows like wanting to enter the body.
"come on!"
This is the lord of the world of three thousand, and Du Shaoqi bites his teeth. He simply did not stop it, and let the sword light directly enter the eyebrows.
"boom!"
Jianguang entered the body and expanded in the mind of Du Shaoyan as if it was the next day. Countless swordsmen spread in his mind and poured into the mudball palace.
A huge pressure fluctuation, Jianguang intertwined in the mud ball palace, dazzling.
"Recognition!"
This embarrassment, Du Shaozhen's Yuanshen also directly condensed, poured into the Jianguang, recognize the Lord's ancient sword.
Suddenly, as the Yuanshen and the sword are connected, Du Shaozhen’s is also appearing in a world of Jianguang.
A huge amount of information has also flooded into Du Shaozhen’s mind.
This huge piece of information is about everything about this sword, including the method of urging and the magical use, which is now infused in Du's mind.