This gray sword looks unremarkable, and its entire body is no bigger than a palm.

It is easy to be ignored and despised.

But Ning Tao didn't dare to have this idea.

How could Sikong Xin, who was carrying the hope of such a huge Overlord Sect, make fun of his own name at the moment of life and death? His whole body was already tense.

Vaguely, I felt something was wrong.

"Soul Sword, Ji!"

"break!"

Sikong Xin's eyes were blood red. He didn't care about anything at this moment. As long as he could kill Ning Tao, everything was worth it, even if it was his biggest trump card in this trip.

At the command, the Soul Sword suddenly started spinning, but suddenly disappeared.

It's completely invisible to the naked eye.

Everyone was stunned.

As for Ning Tao, because he had always turned on his perspective, he could see an outline flying towards him in the blur, and it was incredibly fast, arriving in the blink of an eye.

"what?"

"Are you preparing a spiritual attack?"

As soon as he gritted his teeth, his eyes suddenly opened angrily, his spiritual thoughts violently rioted, and the three forces intertwined into a sword.

Originating from his heavenly soul, earthly soul, and human soul.

This move is an evolved version of the Divine Soul Kill. It is a move that was transformed by Master Huhe's teachings, which allowed him to understand the form and meaning, and to combine the soul with all things.

This is also the first time it has been displayed.

"Soul skill, three soul cuts!"

I saw a three-color dragon blade and rushed towards it.

It seemed that one was as big as a butcher's knife, while the other was only as big as a palm. No matter how you looked at it, they were both vulnerable, but Ning Tao became more and more uneasy.

At this moment, the two forces collided, and the tiger finally exposed his claws.

"clang……"

"Boom boom boom..."

There was a violent roar that made Ning Tao's head buzz. He opened his mouth and spat out a blood arrow, hurting his mind. Moreover, the soul sword was not destroyed.

Instead, the Three Soul Sword was shattered.

"The Overlord's intention," Ning Tao gritted his teeth and widened his eyes. This sword was actually the condensed Overlord's intention.

It is the spiritual thought of an old monster.

How can he, an Immortal King, be compared to the Supreme Elder of Overlord Sect? Damn bastard, shameless.

On the other side, seeing Ning Tao vomiting blood, Sikong Xin was overjoyed. He didn't believe that he couldn't kill you this time. Before setting off, the Supreme Elder of his lineage did not hesitate to spend his spiritual cultivation to condense this soul for him.

sword.

Even if you encounter an Immortal Lord, you can kill him with this sword, unless his divine will is half as strong as his.

Otherwise, even if you don't die, you will be severely injured.

Extremely tyrannical!

This is also the strongest trump card in Sikong Xin's hand.

I originally planned to save it for the second round of selection, after all, it will be consumed once after using it once.

The Overlord Sect was still counting on him to get a good ranking, but there was really nothing they could do at the moment.

Seeing Sikong Xin's grin on his face, Ning Tao wiped away the blood that overflowed from his mouth and nose, his thoughts turning rapidly. He might not be able to stop this sword by relying on his soul defense alone.

Once cut into the soul sea, the person will be seriously injured at least, or become a vegetative state, or die on the spot at worst.

"So cruel..."

Ning Tao gritted his teeth with red eyes. Suddenly, an idea came to his mind. Just when the soul sword was about to break through the air, he suddenly threw something out.

And it's under a hood.

"Boom boom..."

The ground shook, and everyone was a little dazed, because just now it was said to be slow, but in fact it was only in a critical moment, and even the thoughts did not change.

In front of Ning Tao, there was a golden pagoda. It stood tall and was solid and flawless.

Ning Tao stood behind the tower, breathing heavily.

A feeling of surviving a disaster.

"Success!"

But everyone was at a loss, looking at this golden golden tower, wondering: "What... is this? A magic weapon? By the way, where was the soul sword just now?"

As soon as the words came out, even Sikong Xin was dumbfounded, and the connection between him and the Soul Sword disappeared.

It can't be said that it has disappeared. It seems to have been isolated by some force. It can be vaguely sensed, but it can no longer be summoned to fight with the soul sword.

"You...what did you do? Where is my soul sword? Where did you hide it?" Sikong Xin said in panic.

The whole person's mind went blank.

Ning Tao grinned, wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at the Sunset Tower in front of him, and felt proud. It seemed that the gold was not bought in vain.

He actually suppressed the soul sword.

Sikong Xin cannot take out the Soul Sword unless he breaks the Sunset Tower now.

Moreover, once he is killed, no one can control this soul sword, and it seems to become his property.

Ning Tao's eyes lit up, and murderous intent suddenly flashed. He smiled "Jie Jie", grabbed the spear, and shouted: "Sikong Xin, your end has come."

"Whizzing……"

With a flicker of his body, he disappeared on the spot.

Sikong Xin hurriedly drew his sword, but his legs and feet went weak, and he opened his mouth and coughed up blood. The injury just now was too serious.

Moreover, controlling the soul sword requires a lot of soul power, and he is already exhausted at this moment.
Chapter completed!