Ming Dynasty Emperor System

"I've fed you so much, you can't live up to my expectations." Ancestor Bodhi murmured to himself.

The demon in the distance raised his head and looked at the sky that was already covered by dark clouds. A light of black flame flashed in his eyes, and his expression gradually became weird.

On the other side, in the hands of Ancestor Bodhi, the hedgehog-like object underwent a period of violent distortion and finally transformed into a plain long sword. The only distinctive thing about it was that a line of blood extended from both sides of the sword. The groove spread all the way to the tip of the sword.

According to common weapon forging common sense, weapons such as swords should not have health slots. Only weapons such as broadswords and daggers will be specially marked with health slots by the forger.

The Taoist clone put the long sword in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, his eyes showed great satisfaction!Looking up from the hilt to the tip of the sword, he input a trace of divine power into the long sword, and the grooves on the sword were instantly filled with blood!

Dots of seven-color light particles were spread on the surface of the sword hilt. As the output of Master Wuchao's divine power increased, the seven-color light particles climbed all the way up until they covered the entire sword body, as if the long sword was covered with a layer of coating. A misty mist suddenly flickered above.

"The sword tempered by the essence and blood of a semi-saint is enough to split open a divine object that is half-formed into the true form of supreme chaos. Okay, great!" Patriarch Bodhi clicked his tongue and sighed.

Boom——There was a loud bang in the sky.

Ancestor Bodhi followed the sound and saw a huge blade tip suddenly revealed from the dark clouds covering the sky.

In the distance, the demonic practitioner raised his hands above his head, as if he was calling for something. The powerful pressure of the Daluo Golden Immortal peak was raging crazily in this vast, ink-dyed desert.

"Heaven-Dao-help-me!" The Demonic Daoist shouted to the sky without hesitation.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a continuous loud noise in the sky.

As the roar exploded, the huge knife tip protruding from the dark clouds seemed to resonate with the sound, falling inch by inch, and finally revealed its complete form. It was a huge knife that was more than a thousand feet long. The incomparable wolf-headed magic knife!

"Hey, how can you make such a huge weapon with such a small body?" Ancestor Bodhi laughed and mocked.

The Demonic Master ignored it. His originally calm eyes were now burning with blazing black flames. With a movement of his body, the Demonic Master suddenly disappeared from where he was. When he reappeared, he was already deep in the dark clouds covering the sky. Here, his handsome face was revealed.

While staring straight at Patriarch Bodhi, he spit out a blood-colored rune wrapped in demonic energy from his mouth, and went straight towards the wolf-headed magic sword, and instantly fell into it. A burst of dazzling black light burst out!

"Interesting, magic can drive away objects?" Ancestor Bodhi squinted his eyes and did not focus on the demon, but on the wolf-headed magic knife that glowed with bright black light. "I thought this demon was a physically strong person. I didn’t expect it, but I still relied on magic power.”

The Demonic Daoist couldn't hear the mumblings of Patriarch Bodhi, and he probably didn't bother to listen. He reached out his hands from the depths of the gloomy dark clouds, kneaded the hand and recited the incantation, the form was extremely weird, but when the seal was completed, it was like this. The heaven and earth were shaken.

The dust filled the sky, and the devil's hands turned rapidly, and the devilish energy overflowed. The huge wolf-headed devil knife suddenly moved, penetrating through the obstacles in the space, and slashed towards Patriarch Bodhi with supreme speed!

"Tsk, that's just the right time for me to try the treasure given by that boy Zhu Houzhao!"

Ancestor Bodhi slowly raised a slightly meaningful smile at the corner of his mouth. He waved his hand casually, and the long sword in his hand traced a beautiful trajectory.

Then, a horrifying scene occurred.

I saw the long sword swung out, and a blurry shadow suddenly flashed through the blood tank that shone with dazzling light, and then a sword light covered the sky and the sun, carrying the terrifying power of destroying the world. , split the sky shrouded in dark clouds into two!

The huge wolf-headed demon sword shattered into pieces under the impact of this terrifying sword light, turning into thousands of black iron fragments, flying everywhere, and the sky was filled with free demonic energy cut by the huge sword light.

Thousands of fragments scattered in the sky were mixed with the falling black devilish wisps, as if there was a spectacular black light rain!

"The way of heaven...kill me." The demon murmured.

The next moment, the huge sword light tore through all the dark clouds, penetrated directly into the body of the demon, and pulled him out from the cover of countless dark clouds. His body was crushed into dregs by the sword light, and the demonic energy shocked the sky. The explosion exploded and they all fell downwards.

"It's boring."

Ancestor Bodhi curled his lips, put away the three-color spiritual light, and threw the long sword into the air. The long sword instantly twisted and transformed into the original hedgehog-like object. He stretched out his hand and picked up the object. Taken back into the portable space.

Looking at the demonic energy flying all over the sky and the demonic flesh dregs that disappeared silently into the desert, Patriarch Bodhi shrugged and continued walking towards his set goal.

The dark clouds dispersed, the sky returned to its original melancholy color, and the nine-round bloody sun appeared again on the edge of the vast expanse.

That is the end of the desert, where wisps of khaki smoke rise into the sky and intersect with the nine-round bloody sun.

Patriarch Bodhi looked at the nine bloody suns with excitement, and murmured to himself while walking slowly:

"Babys, I'm here again!"

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Inside the cliff tower.

Threads of chaotic mist are wandering aimlessly in the bottom floor of this empty tower.

Master Wuchao held the new Zen staff obsessively, injecting death energy, Buddha breath, and immortal energy over and over again, just to fill the tens of thousands of rune grooves.

The Taoist clone stood quietly on the steps extending downwards from the tower, with millions of stars rising and falling in his eyes, shining with a dark light.Obviously, he was making deductions again.

As far as the eye can see, there is a wall engraved with dense runes.

The shape and strokes of the runes are different from the forms used by the great masters of the Daluo realm in the Three Realms and Six Paths today.In the words of Dao realm clones, the runes on these walls are older, and their actual effectiveness and functions are extremely powerful and magical.

As if it were the whims of a weirdo, the Taoist clone was immersed in the deduction of these ancient runes. He wanted to use these ancient runes to reversely deduce the origins of the people who created these runes, the era they lived in, and the experiences they experienced. all kinds of hardships.

After a long time, the Dao realm clone came out of the deduction state, squinted his eyes, touched the ancient runes on the wall with his hands, and sighed...