The Fate of Death
"Do it, try to pick up as many items on the ground as possible!"
Topalan said to several Dabistian Sect disciples, and charged up first.
"Kill…"
Several Dabistian sect disciples also rushed up, their bodies bursting with spiritual power, and they fought together with those evil spirits.
When Tayto saw someone rushing out to help, he felt a little grateful in his heart.
He didn't know that Topalan came here not to help, but to make money.
"Mr. Chitel…"
Frupin didn't move, even if his father rushed up, he didn't move.
Because these evil spirits are not strong, they will not pose any danger to Topalan.
Moreover, during the time that Frupin followed Abel, he took less interest in money and interests, unlike his father.
Abel stared blankly at those evil spirits, and suddenly had an idea in his heart.
Now that Delaran Zoverlli has been injured and has not recovered, Abel wants to find time to go to the Artifact Sect and ask Mr. Deleran to help Zoverlli recover.
But now it seems that Abel only needs to kill and absorb these evil spirits with the Beast Slaying Sword, and then Zoverlli's body can slowly recover.
Although these weapon spirits are affected, and the heart-born killings are not controlled and become evil spirits, they are also weapon spirits. As long as Zoverlli absorbs enough weapon spirits, Zoverlli can slowly recover.
in the entire celestial world, there are not many people who can possess weaponry weapons, and not every ancient divine weapon will have a weapon spirit.
So it is a rare opportunity to meet so many weapon spirits and kill them at will.
Thinking of Abel here, he didn't hesitate, but grabbed the Void, grabbed the Beast Slaying Sword and jumped up.
Frupin simply rushed out after him.
Abel walked towards a huge evil spirit, and slashed down fiercely with the Beast Slaying Sword in his hand. After all, the bigger the evil spirit, the more energy it has, so Zoverlli can recover faster.
This was Abel's plan, but under Abel's sword, he was touched by the claws of the evil spirit, and a huge force burst out instantly, almost letting the Beast Slaying Sword in Abel's hand drop.
"It's so powerful, this evil spirit is not weak…"
Abel felt a little surprised.
The strength of this evil spirit is absolutely no less than that of the 8th rank of the Compatible Body Realm. He just tried it, and the strength of the evil spirit was tested out.
Knowing the strength of the evil spirit, Abel had confidence in his heart. He swung the Beast-slaying sword forward instantly, and a golden sword light shot up into the sky.
Feeling the golden sword light, the evil spirit was terrified, and it was too late to dodge, it was swept by the sword light, and let out a scream.
Immediately afterwards, a suction force in the Beast Slaying Sword sucked the evil spirit that had turned into a cloud of black mist into the Beast Slaying Sword.
On the ground where the evil spirit was sucked into the Beast-slaying sword and there was nothing there, suddenly there was a stone hammer.
There are runes engraved on the stone hammer, and it is full of cracks. It is obvious that this stone hammer is the natal weapon of the evil spirit just now.
Abel picked up the stone hammer and found that the stone hammer didn't look big, but it was very heavy. Abel had to use his strength to pick it up.
"No wonder that evil spirit is so powerful…"
Looking at the stone hammer in front of him, Abel understood why the evil spirit had such great strength just now.
Looking at the runes on the stone hammer and the cracked appearance, Abel felt a little regretful.
Crashing……
The stone hammer suddenly shattered and scattered all over the ground.
who knows why, looking at the broken stone hammer, Abel felt very sad in his heart.
Because he knew what happened to the monk who used the stone hammer thousands of years ago to make his weapon look like this.
And he himself may have already lost his soul and disappeared into the long river of history.
"Hey, even if you become a fairy and ascend to the heavens, you still cannot escape the fate of death!"
Abel sighed.
All the battles between Gods and Demons were monks at the level of immortals. In the end, they were like ants, with countless casualties.
To be continued.....
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