I Got Stronger By Using Copper Coins Until I Am Invincible

Inside the coffin.

A middle-aged figure who looked very similar to the current emperor of Great Xia, opened his eyes suddenly.

In his hand, a long knife with a hilt in the shape of a dragon bird exudes an amazing aura.

It is the artifact of the Great Xia Dynasty: the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword!

Holding the handle of the knife, Xia Qi's momentum went up to another level.

The coffin made of Xuanjin was directly ground into powder.

"Who disturbed me..."

In his mouth, a voice that traveled through the millennium sounded.

But the next moment, he seemed to notice something.

Throw away the dragon bird knife directly, lie on the ground, close your eyes and pretend to be dead.

...

The ancestral land of the Bai family.

The son of God behind Bai Niansheng turned his eyes away and looked further away.

Taiyin Dynasty, Jiuli Dynasty, Xianqin Dynasty, Beidou Dynasty.

Among the four great dynasties, the sleeping patriarch of the Heavenly God Realm was awakened by his breath.

Then, like Xia Qi, they chose to play dead.

Immediately, the Son of God turned his gaze to those high-ranking families and the ancient orthodoxy.

Jiang family, Ji family, Ye family...

Fire Worship Sacred Cult, Nine Suns Divine Sect, Taixu Qingjing...

One after another, the ancestors in the god realm interrupted their slumber and woke up, causing chickens to fly and dogs to jump.

Finally, the eyes of the Son of God fell on several holy places.

But there, it was blinded by some obscure auras, which even the Son of God couldn't see through.

Looking away, Shenzi murmured thoughtfully, "This lower realm is too weak."

"Even the existence of Nirvana will be squeezed out by the will of heaven and earth."

"For me, it can only be used to harvest luck and cultivate this god body avatar, and it cannot be promoted to the god position."

At the end, Shenzi's tone was full of regret.

These words of his did not hide from the Bai family.

Therefore, when everyone in the Bai family heard the Son of God mentioned Nirvana, they were so horrified that they couldn't even hold their breath.

And next, Shenzi spit out the words "harvest luck".

Although everyone didn't understand what it meant, they felt a great terror from it.

It's just that when they want to think deeply about it.

He didn't even notice that Shenzi's eyes swept towards them at some point.

Immediately, they only felt that a large piece of memory in their minds faded like a tide.

It was not until those memories, going back to before the Son of God appeared, that they finally stopped dissipating.

Before everyone in the Bai family understood what happened.

Their eyes went dark, and they passed out immediately.

After finishing all this, the Son of God glanced at the crack in the void above the Primordial Dynasty.

There was a flash of playfulness on his handsome face, and immediately his figure turned into a golden light and disappeared into Bai Niansheng's body.

...

Time rewinds to a moment ago.

Southeast area.

In the secret realm of the stone chamber.

Mo Wentian was full of evil spirits, and at the cost of his own flesh and blood, he activated an ancient sacrifice technique.

However.

A minute passed.

Two minutes passed.

A quarter of an hour passed.

Mo Wentian was covered in flesh and blood, and was about to be drained dry.

There is still no sign of the demon sea that he summoned through sacrifice.

As for the Great Demon God King, he didn't even have a single hair.

"Impossible, the technique of blood sacrifice is the fundamental technique I teach, how could it fail!"

Mo Wentian made an unbelievable sound, unable to figure out which part of him made a mistake.

"Maybe the Great Demon King you're looking for is busy, so he doesn't have time to talk to you."

"Why don't you try another one?"

at this moment.

Gong Ziliang's voice suddenly came.

Mo Wentian suddenly raised his head, seeing Gong Ziliang's sincere expression, hesitation suddenly appeared in his heart.

How about trying Nine Nether Demon God King instead?

As soon as this idea was born in his mind, it was rejected by Mo Wentian.

If he was in his prime, he might be able to launch another blood sacrifice.

But right now, his cultivation base has been abolished, and he was able to launch the blood sacrifice just now, which is already giving everything he has.

Now there is not even a drop in this body.

But the problem is, his blood was actually taken away.

It means that the supreme demon king must have accepted his blood sacrifice.

Then why didn't he descend the demon sea and drag Bai Niansheng into it?

Bai Niansheng?

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed across Mo Wentian's mind, making him suddenly think of a possibility: that is the guy in front of him, who looks harmless and sincere.

The real identity is not some Northern Territory arrogance!

Bai Niansheng, it's just that he made up his name casually to deceive himself!

Thinking of this, the mouthful of old blood gushing up Mo Wentian's throat could no longer be suppressed.

With a "wow", he spit it out directly.

Mo Wentian asked himself what he did in his life, which can already be called vicious and vicious.

But he didn't expect that one day, he would meet such a despicable and shameless person as Gong Ziliang!

For a person who is about to die, the dying request can be deceived without blushing or heartbeat.

"Little bastard, you wait!"

"Even if I die and become a ghost, I will never let you go easily!"

Mo Wentian was about to go mad with anger, but in the past he had killed countless people, but he rarely fought with others.

After draining all the ink in my stomach, I could only think of such a harsh word.

Gong Ziliang shook his head, condensed out the magic sword, and poked it on Mo Wentian's body one after another.

While comforting: "Don't worry, Bai is not an irresponsible person."

"Since I want to kill you, I will never give you a chance to become a ghost and come to haunt me."

Mo Wentian's eyes froze, and he wanted to say something more.

But following Gong Ziliang's spiritual power, he followed the demonic path and penetrated into his body.

Mo Wentian could feel that after launching the blood sacrifice, the little vitality left in him quickly began to shatter.

What frightened him even more was that there was a stream of condensed spiritual power on the Demonic Dao Zhanshen Spear.

He didn't even have time to use the last means of soul escape, and his soul was easily wiped out.

Inducted into Mo Wentian's body, the vitality was completely annihilated, and the soul breath also disappeared.

Only then did Gong Ziliang take back the Devil Slayer Spear, and said with a sneer, "Hmph, you were tricked by that Devil Sect saint last time, and you still want to use the same move to get away this time?"

Say it.

Gong Ziliang made a move from the air, and took a storage bag hanging from Mo Wentian's waist.

Then condensed a white holy flame and threw it on Mo Wentian's shriveled corpse.

After a burst of "crackling" sound.

After a while, when the white holy flame disappeared, Mo Wentian's body was left with only a handful of ashes on the ground.

See here.

Gong Ziliang took out a jade bottle and carefully put the ashes into it.

Although Mo Wentian was drained of his body's essence and blood because of the blood sacrifice technique.

But as a sea-consciousness master in his lifetime, he had to say that he still had some foundation.

From these ashes, even the white holy fire cannot be burned and melted, it is enough to see.

And with these ashes, Gong Ziliang cooperates with the art of ever-changing.

It is enough to confuse the fake with the real one, and then create another "Mo Wen Tian".