LEGEND OF THE TWO WORLD WARRIORS

479. LITTLE GIRL'S HURT.

The silver-haired girl who was the incarnation of the Silvermoon Wolfking silhouette looked at Qing Han in surprise.

“Why?” Why not take the treasure while you are there?

“This is the Sword of Dao. After I take it, I will not be me anymore. ”

Silver rays flashed in Qing Han's eyes as both of her eyes rested on the sword.

Taking it will include his emotions and everything that makes him an individual.

He would become nothing more than a Dao Sovereign, governed by an immortal dao. In the end, he will be his wish or his slave.

This was a trap for Qing Han and everyone.

Anyone who wants it is welcome to do so. Qing Han read the book again.

The girl turned back into a little wolf and curled into Qing Han's lap.

The will of the Dao Flower buzzed through Qing Han, urging her to take the sword and become a true sovereign dao.

However, there also seemed to be a counterforce at the same time, keeping the will from affecting the girl in disguise too much.

Meanwhile in.

Jadeite Manor, Destiny City.

Klin Kim Thian opened his eyes and yawned casually, a black figure flashing through his gaze and killing him.

And we're back to Kim Thian.

“Any, why is my wound getting worse, instead of healed?” Yuan Tong has recovered completely, though,

while the little nun's skin remained sickly and her presence weakened every minute.

“You have suffered a dao injury in your newborn spirit.”

A black light flashed across Kim Thian's eyes as he carefully observed his condition, not least,

eyebrows wrinkled. “Are you trying to record eternal light with your newborn spirit?!”

His head jolted in shock as an understanding approached him.

The unique spirit of the newborn little nun showed great potential. Whatever he saw, he could imitate with his newborn spirit.

That was how he could use his Vast Dragon Seaturner technique and Silvermoon Wolfking's natural talent.

He managed to record many ancient heritages from the timeless beams of light looming from the grave mounds in the Sovereign World.

However, this one is too powerful.

The little nun failed to record the inheritance, and instead suffered a dao wound in her newborn spirit.

“I ...” The little nun is desperate. “Does that mean I'm dying…? I'm gonna be knocked out? ”

Clink! Without further ado, he immediately threw away all the ancient heritage he had acquired during the competition and pushed it to Kim Thian.

Kim Thian stopped. “What do you do?”

“I am destined in this condition. You better take this, because I can't take it! ”

Cultivation nurtured during the competition could be taken out by contestants after they were eliminated, but any items, beyond those they brought into the competition, would be left behind.

“Crushed?” Kim Thian smiled faintly. “It was just a minor dao injury. You'll be fine.”

“So some fish escaped us!” a growling sound, followed by a blanket of blinding sword energy descended upon the three of them.

“Void realm!” Kim Thian's heart was pounding.

They hid inside a crevice in a large grave mound, escaping many detections.

However, the vacuum cultivators had found them with a single glance.

It took time and energy to set up the formation here, so Kim Thian had only prepared a simple presence that hid the formation, instead,

that didn't seem enough to hide them from empty realm cultivators.

“Grrr!” Snarling, the silver-backed gorilla raised its iron rod and attacked the incoming sword energy.

Kim Thian kicked him out.

Earth-shattering explosions shook the area as grave mounds were crushed with kicks.

Kim Thian glared at their assailant, a bloody hand blocking the impending attack.

He had no time to use any martial arts; in the heat of the moment, he wrapped the sword atlas around his hand and raised it to face the slash.

“How does an origin core cultivator block my attack?!”

Tall and stocky, athletic-bodied vacuum cultivators held large golden valleys and looked at Kim Thian in surprise.

Although he took on a human form, the horns on his head indicated that he was a monster spirit.

“So it's a great genius. Too bad you won't get a chance to go any further. I'll send you out myself! ”

Roaring, the monster spirit developed its sword with a combination of fighting arts.

His weapon exploded into a golden radiance that blinded like the sun;

his slash left a deep wound on the earth, and the mound of the excavated grave began to collapse.

The little nun reflexively stared at the sword energy,

but Kim Thian quickly covered the eyes of the sigadis with his hands. His newborn spirit had suffered a serious dao wound.

If he tried to record the art of battle, even he would not be able to save him.

Swooshes!

With a wave of his other hand, an atlas flew up and turned into a river of sword energy that expanded and filled the air.

A powerful slash struck the sword atlas with great ferocity, but it sank soundlessly into it like an ocean.

“Must be!!” His expression darkened, the monster spirit making another powerful slash in the invisible atlas.

“Mati!” Kim Thian trembled, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

He made a hand seal and turned the one thousand and eighty flying swords in the atlas into a sword formation;

he found a way to do this through experiments over the past few days.

Sword Atlas is extremely flexible and can be used to move any art or fighting technique.

Kim Thian then chose the sword formation, rather than his Qi being blocked.

Humming.

The formation was activated with a gentle sigh. In the blink of an eye, the formation made the monster spirit to ashes.

All the ancient inheritances and treasures he had accumulated, including the golden valley, fell to the ground. Kim Thian took it with a wave of his hand and stored it in his inner world.

Then, a sensation passed through his body. Killing a felt empty realm cultivator had pushed his cultivation further into the nascent spirit realm.

“Take this and heal your wounds.” Kim Thian threw a bottle of medicine at the little nun.

It was his vast collection of wound healing medicinal pills, it was more effective than the many pills present in the store. The girl will be able to make a full recovery quickly with this medicine.

“Hm?” Near the tomb, a thin figure turned around and looked into the distance.

“My brother has been eliminated!” he said with a frown. Someone is hiding in the shadows.

This was a purple-clothed cultivator with one purple-golden horn on his head.

He was known as the God of Lightning, one of the ten natural rulers, and had reached the peak of the unraveling void realm.

“The hidden threat must be eliminated,” furious Monster Lord.

The ten kings are rivals, but they have come to an agreement for all of them to enter the final round and will

maintain a temporary ceasefire until the third round begins.

Otherwise, others would reap the benefits if they destroyed each other.

“He Ming, find our scouts and kill them,” Lightning God told one of his subordinates.

“Understanding.” The figure left while the cracks in the tomb continued to expand.