I rely on krypton gold to be invincible in all realms

Even though he was an elder of the holy land, he had never seen anyone in the enlightenment realm take on a holy weapon with bare hands.

Even more terrifying spiritual power burst out from his body, trying to break free from the dagger and cut off Qin Shou's fingers.

But no matter how he struggled, the holy soldier seemed to be welded together and did not move at all.

"Stepping into the Void Realm, do you really think you can kill me with just a broken holy weapon?"

Qin Shou's face was indifferent. With a shake of his hand, he easily snatched the Holy Weapon Dagger.

If it was a complete holy weapon, it might take some effort, but he could easily control a broken holy weapon.

"you……"

The holy weapon changed hands, and Lin Ao was shocked.

He opened his mouth and spit out a ray of light, which pierced Qin Shou's face.

Without waiting for the result, he immediately pulled away and fled to the other end of the passage.

Damn it, if the Holy Son hadn't forbade him to refine it and leave a mark, how could he not have unleashed the might of the Holy Weapon, leading to the current situation?

"Still trying to escape!"

Qin Shou turned his head slightly to avoid the assassination.

Then he raised his hand and shook hands with the fleeing Lin Ao.

hum!

The space twisted, and several divine chains of order emerged from the space, instantly binding it in place.

"No...I am an elder of the Holy Land. You cannot kill me."

"Let me go. I promise that the Holy Land will not pursue you."

Lin Ao was terrified and struggled hard, with powerful spiritual power surging in the space.

"Ah!"

Qin Shou sneered and clenched his hands suddenly.

Bang!

A blood mist exploded in the space, and the terrifying pressure instantly crushed Lin Ao.

This old man has always been condescending since the first time I met him, and now he even wants to assassinate me. How can I let him leave?

He raised his feet, walked calmly through the blood mist, and continued walking deeper.

Following the half map in my mind, I made several turns in the passage and gradually went deeper.

On the way, there were occasional ghosts who attacked without knowing the danger, but they were killed one by one.

Soon, he reached the end of the passage and came to a hall.

Glancing over, several figures split into three groups, wary of each other.

Lin Zhengtian, the Primordial Saint Ye Qingyu and two maids, as well as four people in the Enlightenment Realm headed by the gloomy old man.

In the center of the crowd, two weapons were floating in the air, a purple-gold hammer and a three-foot green sword, exuding a faint holy power.

Obviously two holy weapons.

Qin Shou's appearance instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Ye Qingyu's expression was calm, while the four gloomy old men looked disdainful.

Only Lin Zhengtian's face darkened visibly.

Qin Shou raised his eyes and took a look at the two holy weapons, with a strange look flashing in his eyes.

According to the map, there shouldn't be any treasures in this area. How could it be...

Seeing Qin Shou staring at the two holy weapons, the gloomy old man's eyes turned cold.

However, the next moment, Qin Shou withdrew his gaze, walked around the crowd and continued to walk deeper.

"Wait!"

A cold and stern voice sounded.

Lin Zhengtian's figure flashed and blocked the way ahead.

"Is there something?" Qin Shou raised his eyebrows.

"Fellow Daoist, have you ever met Elder Lin from my holy land?"

Lin Zhengtian looked at Qin Shou for a moment and spoke slowly.

"Elder Lin?"

"I don't know him, I've never seen him before."

Qin Shou spoke lightly.

After saying that, he walked around Lin Zhengtian and continued walking inside.

"you……"

Lin Zhengtian stood there, his face completely cold.

At this moment, something strange happened in the hall.

The gloomy old man took the initiative to attack, transforming into a huge palm and grabbing the purple hammer holy weapon in mid-air.

Almost at the same time, Ye Qingyu and several other people in the Enlightenment Realm also took action, concentrating their magical powers to compete for the holy weapon.

Among them, Ye Qingyu waved her hand and slashed out a terrifying sword light, destroying the magical powers of several people, and was the first to grab the three-foot green sword in her hand.

Then came the gloomy old man, who, with his cultivation level at the seventh level of the Enlightenment Realm, crushed his four allies and won the purple sledgehammer.

"Hahaha, good, what a great holy weapon!"

The gloomy old man held the purple-gold hammer in his hand, feeling the terrifying power contained in it, his face full of excitement.

"Damn it!"

"Let go!"

Lin Zhengtian's face was as gloomy as water, and he formed his fingers into a sword, and the surging sword light slashed towards the gloomy old man.

These guys actually took advantage of his split second to take the initiative and snatch the holy weapon.