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Chapter 145 Kunpeng’s oath, the prototype of the witch-slaying sword!
In the heaven, a shadow rushed past, and after passing through the seal of the heaven, it left behind a thing containing human blood and wronged souls and then disappeared in place.

In the heavenly court, a man with a sharp and narrow nose, like an eagle's hook, with a sinister smile, took away the blood essence with a wave of his hand.

Then it slowly disappeared from the place.

In a mansion in heaven, after the man appeared again, he looked at the soul of the innocent soul in his hand, and his smile became even wider.

"I realized from the beginning that the essence and blood of the human race has a miraculous effect on the witch race. My guess is not wrong."

"This act of creating a human is not for nothing. His brother is in the Monster Clan. If he doesn't think about himself, he naturally has to think about his future path for his brother. It turns out he stayed here."

After thinking about it carefully, he became more and more certain.

He still didn't believe that Nuwa would not leave any backup for his brother. It turned out that the key was this human race!

After thinking of this, he poured the essence and blood in his hand directly into a long sword. The long sword originally bloomed with endless divine light. The moment the essence and blood merged, the divine light suddenly changed, and a strange red light gradually enveloped it. Touching the blade of the long sword, a strange aura began to pour out from the sword.

After carefully feeling the aura on the long sword, the man's eyes suddenly flashed with surprise.

Feeling the long sword's absorption of essence, blood and wronged souls, when the long sword absorbed all of them, the man directly picked up the long sword excitedly, held it in his hand, and turned around.

After waving his hand, a bound man from the Witch Clan appeared in front of him.

"Come on!"

Following his call, a monster wearing scales and a slender mouth walked in from outside the door.

"Pharmacist, what's the matter?"

Kunpeng directly threw the long sword in his hand to the monster in front of him.

"Pick up this long sword and chop him!"

As he spoke, he pointed with one hand at the bound Wu clan on the ground.

The Wu clan glanced at the long sword at this time, and then at the weak monster, his eyes filled with anger and perseverance.

The little demon also obeyed the order and picked up the long sword from the ground, then glared at the wizard on the side and stabbed it directly.

Seeing the sword thrust out, the excitement in Kunpeng's eyes became more intense.

Although the eyes of the Wu clan were full of anger, they were more disdainful.

He was confident that the body of the witch clan and these so-called spiritual treasures could not be broken easily.

The aura of this long sword is not very powerful, so it should not be a good spiritual treasure.

Thinking about the other party doing this, it was nothing more than humiliating him.

But when he was thinking wildly, he felt a pain coming from the surface of his body.

This interrupted his thoughts. After he came back to his senses, he looked at the sword and the location where his body was pierced with some shock.

His eyes were full of disbelief.

Kunpeng on the side watched excitedly as the long sword thrust out until it came into contact with the opponent's body, and then easily broke through the opponent's body.

When everything happened before his eyes, Kunpeng became even more excited.

"Hahaha, it's successful, Pindao is successful!"

"It's done, we have a way to deal with the Witch Clan!"

"I guessed it right. The saint's move to create humans was to leave a way out for his brother. It turns out that this human race has such a great effect. No wonder it can help people become saints. If they can raise some, they can kill them at any time to refine weapons. The battle between the lich and the demon clan must be a great victory for us!"

After finishing speaking, Kunpeng's eyes were full of greed.

The little demon on the side looked at the sword in his hand and was even more stunned. He was so excited and listened to Kunpeng's voice that he quickly raised the sword in his hand and then spoke excitedly.

"Congratulations to the demon master for refining such a precious treasure. If we use this treasure to fight against the witch clan, we will definitely win!"

Kunpeng nodded when he heard this.

At this time, the little demon's eyes were completely focused on the long sword in his hand.He could never forget the shock caused to him by the powerful physique of the Witch Clan during the Lich War, which he would never forget for a long time.

I even dreamed of that horrific scene several times when I was napping.

These have become the nightmare of many demon clans.

But today, this nightmare is gone.

They could easily break through the nightmare-like body of the Witch Clan.

For a moment he couldn't help crying with joy.

But Kun Peng, who was standing by him, took away the long sword, and then disappeared into the mansion with the Wu Clan beside him.

A ray of rainbow light headed in the direction of the sun star.

He was already impatient to tell Di Jun and the others the news.

Moreover, this credit belongs to him and he must fight for it.

If the demon clan wins in the future, he may be able to share more of the luck of heaven and earth.

By that time, there might be hope for him on the road to becoming a saint!
So what if there is no Hongmeng Purple Qi, as long as he has the luck of this prehistoric world, he will definitely be able to become a saint.

This law is certainly possible.

If this was not possible, it would be impossible for the three spirits of the ancient heaven to fight to the death, and even cause the three tribes to be exploited and end up in silence.

Of course it can!

All the Hongmeng Zi Qi is just a lie.

If one uses luck to become a saint, it will definitely be much more powerful than the so-called Hongmeng Purple Qi.

The more he thought about it, the faster his steps became.

And by offering this thing at this time, maybe Di Jun and others would be less wary of him.

He also knows that although he is now a demon master of the demon clan.

However, this is just a false name.

Whether it's Di Jun or Tai Yi, no one likes him.

Even be wary of him at every turn.

This was not what he wanted. After all, Di Jun was the Emperor of Heaven.

What if the fight for heaven comes to fruition in the future, and he doesn't get much luck because of the other party's wariness, and ultimately misses something important to him?

Falling short when the time comes is not what he wants.

So this time, it must be successful.

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the Wu Clan in his hand, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

For a time, Kunpeng's footsteps became much faster.

The monster on the side, on the other hand, had a look of surprise in his eyes. His eyes were constantly looking at the wound, and his mind was filled with that weird spiritual treasure.

Even for a moment, he was a little anxious and wanted to pass on the matter of this spiritual treasure.

But after this idea appeared, I felt that there was no hope.

After all, if the other party wanted to test his sword with him today, it would be impossible for him to walk out of the demon clan alive.

How is this good?

(End of this chapter)