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Chapter 153

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Nascent Soul Perfected Stage!

A mere twenty-nine-year-old Nascent Soul Perfected Stage cultivator, only one step away from the Divine Transformation Stage!

Potential was the scariest thing.

This world was really going to become a world for the young!

Wu Hefeng stopped looking down on Lian Zizhuo and nodded at his frail back. His eyes were filled with eagerness.

"I hope you will hold the God Slaying Blade and enter the Immortal State before the Realm War. You will become the commander of all cultivators and destroy the head of the Northern Rock Barbarian Ancestor. You will restore prosperity to the land of Dongling!"

Other than the two Divine Transformation Stage cultivators who had just passed away, the seven of them had cultivated for more than a thousand years. They had only entered the second step of the Core Formation Stage and the Nascent Soul Stage from the Qi Condensation Stage, Foundation Building Stage and Light Opening Stage. In the end, they were stuck before the Divine Transformation Stage.

Today, the birth of the God Slaying Blade announced the arrival of the blade owner, Lian Zizhuo's era!

Lian Zizhuo, who was bathed in flames, had his eyes burning. He gripped the God Slaying Blade tightly and roared in his heart!

Masters, I will not disappoint you!

However, the moment he touched the warm bone hilt, a strong force threw him to the ground!

Something strange happened.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The God Slaying Blade, which was forged from the Divine Transformation Stage cultivator's bones and Qi, quickly split into five demonic blades and five holy swords!

The ten blades scattered in all directions like shooting stars, whizzing through the sea of stars!

Lian Zizhuo stood blankly on the mountain, unable to think.

"The power of the gods and demons is not balanced! We must find the scattered power! "Wu Hefeng and Yun Chi were the first to regain their senses. They screamed as they chased after the blade.

With the two's reminder, the other Nascent Soul Perfected Stage cultivators also flew in different directions.

Unlike the other six, the old beggar named Drunken World's furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and the corners of his lips curled into a faint sneer.

"Hehe, a blade that reaches the heavens? You guys are too naive. Brains are a good thing. I hope you guys have them too. I merely used a small trick and the refinement has deviated. "

He looked up at the sky.

A blood-stained face slowly floated down from the sky, revealing an old face with a luxuriant beard and deep eye sockets that gave off an exotic aura.

"I quite admire the integrity of Dongling's cultivators. For example, Drunken Old Beggar almost hurt my soul when he tried to possess me. I had no choice but to imprison him and replace him with Qiao Zhuang."

"You can imagine that when the time comes, the battle between the North and the East will be extremely lively. However, collecting the Ten Blades now will definitely take up a lot of your energy. When your souls are exhausted, the warriors of the Northern Cliff Nation will have already rested and rested, ready to go!"

"The gods and devils have already perished. Lian Zizhuo is a talented general, but not a good master. You want to cut off my head? You're still too inexperienced! "

"I, Sun Chenguang, will obtain Dongling's exquisite beast techniques. Who will obtain the fertile land of Dongling? Let us wait and see! Ga ga ga ga! "

Le River Valley, White Spring Forest.

Right when Zhen Xiaoxiao closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, a strand of indescribable sorrow suddenly swept through the sky!

Zhen Xiaoxiao suddenly looked up.

She didn't know why, but she seemed to be able to feel the sorrow. Although she didn't know what exactly happened, it was as if the floating light in the clouds had lost its spirit. The wind was mixed with indistinct mournful cries, lingering in her ears and pulling at her mind.

It was as if the sky had lost its soul and the earth's dragon had its spine pulled out.

An inexplicable tear rolled down from Zhen Xiaoxiao's eyes.

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