Chapter 862: Sword Devouring Ancestor
"You all die!"

The old man seemed to have exerted a great deal of effort as he slowly raised the pitch-black sword and pointed the tip of the sword in the direction where Zhang Qian and the crazy Taoist were fleeing.

hum!
At this moment, time and space suddenly stagnated, filled with infinite sharpness. A black sword energy hundreds of feet thick and as black as ink crossed time and space, penetrated the rules, and rushed towards Zhang Qian and the crazy Taoist.

"It's over!"

Zhang Qian, who performed the Rainbow Transformation Technique, could naturally see his escape route. However, the sword energy rushing towards him from behind was too fast, so fast that it exceeded the speed of his Rainbow Transformation Technique. This was a speed that ignored the constraints of the Great Dao. Unless Zhang Qian cultivated the Seven-Colored Rainbow Light, he would not be able to dodge this sword at all.

The Mad Taoist's face was ashen, and the vast underworld appeared around him. Ten dark temples stood in the underworld. Six huge whirlpools of reincarnation were circling, covering the Mad Taoist's body, trying to block the sharpness of the sword.

In a flash, all of Zhang Qian's defensive measures appeared, including the Chaos Bell, the Nine-Nine Heavenly Canopy, the Map of Mountains and Rivers, the Xuanhuang Pagoda, the Heavenly Demon Pagoda, the Tai Chi Diagram, and the Qiankun Cauldron. All the magical powers that contained defensive power were added to his body.

Bang bang bang...!
The next moment, the pitch-black sword energy attacked, and the Mad Taoist was the first to suffer. The vast underworld world was simply unable to withstand the power of the sword energy, and was completely annihilated in an instant. The six great whirlpools of reincarnation exploded before they could even exert their power.

The ten temples in the underworld were not spared and were turned into dust by the sword energy.

"what……!"

The mad Taoist let out a strange scream, and then only his head was left.

Everything below the neck disappeared, annihilated into nothingness by the sword energy!
"this!"

Zhang Qian was horrified. The sword energy that had destroyed the crazy Taoist priest did not slow down at all and continued to kill him.

"Get out of the way! I can definitely get out of the way!"

With the blessing of millions of Dao Gods of rules to enhance his understanding, his thinking speed increased a million times, and he finally vaguely saw the speed at which the dark sword energy was advancing.

But it was useless. Although he saw it clearly, he couldn't react in time. He didn't even have time to hide in the broken jade. The speed of the sword energy had surpassed the speed of his thoughts. Even when he just came up with the idea of ​​hiding in the broken jade, it was too late!

In the end, with the blessing of millions of rule gods, he only had time to make the rainbow light he transformed into deviate slightly, and soon he felt as if something was missing from his body.

All the defensive magic powers around him were unable to withstand the attack at all and were all penetrated in an instant!

"what……!"

After a moment, Zhang Qian was struck by a sharp pain that drove him crazy. He screamed, lowered his head, and was immediately terrified.

Half of his body was gone, half of it was annihilated into nothingness by the sword energy, leaving only an arm and a leg. At the same time, the dark evil energy was madly corroding his wound, causing him unbearable pain, as if billions of ants were biting his wound.

"It hurts so much, Taoist!"

The mad Taoist's remaining head suddenly let out a loud, grimacing scream.

Zhang Qian didn't expect that the crazy Taoist priest was still alive with only a head left, and judging from his appearance, such a terrible injury might not be that serious for him.

Considering what the short old man said before, it is very likely that before Zhang Qian arrived, the Mad Taoist had already fought with the old man once and was seriously injured by the old man, but the Mad Taoist recovered quickly.

Swish!

Two streams of light flashed by in succession, and Zhang Qian dragged his broken body and turned into a rainbow to fly away. The crazy Taoist priest could actually perform the Xiaoyao Ascension to Immortality Escape with just his head, and his speed was not slow at all.

The two of them rushed up the canyon together. "Where are you running to! Leave behind the ancestor's magic sword!"

A shrill roar came from behind them, but the two did not dare to turn their heads and tried their best to use the escape technique. Zhang Qian suddenly reached out and grabbed the crazy Taoist's head, and disappeared in a flash.

"Huh? It's like that again!"

The old man looked fiercely at the empty void. He swept his powerful spiritual sense across, but found nothing.

At this moment, Zhang Qian had already used the art of shape-shifting to leave. Without the vast ocean of evil energy blocking his way, the art of shape-shifting once again worked wonders.

When he appeared again, he had already arrived on the back of a golden turtle thousands of miles away.

As soon as he landed on the back of the golden turtle, the crazy Taoist's head rolled out and almost fell down.

"It hurts! It hurts so much!"

The crazy Taoist cried out in pain and his head rolled around.

Not only he was in pain, Zhang Qian was also grimacing in pain. Half of his body was destroyed and the dark evil spirit was corroding his wound like a maggot in his bones, making him want to faint immediately.

"Quick, get rid of this evil spirit, otherwise, you will lose your entire body."

The mad Taoist shouted and stuck out his tongue. What stunned Zhang Qian was that the mad Taoist's tongue swept very flexibly and actually used his tongue to cut out a ray of spiritual light. The spiritual light cut through fiercely and neatly cut off the wound on his neck that was corroded by the evil spirit.

Chi Chi!

A piece of rotten meat fell to the ground and was corroded in the blink of an eye, leaving behind a pool of black water.

Zhang Qian followed suit, and a ray of innate mixed sword energy appeared. The sword energy was so fierce that it hurt so much that his teeth were almost broken. Only then did he expel the flesh and blood that had been eroded by the evil spirit.

"What is the origin of that old monster?"

Zhang Qian asked with beads of sweat on his forehead, swallowing more than a dozen precious pills to recover from injuries like eating candy beans.

The crazy Taoist cried out in pain while saying weakly, "That old guy is a rat spirit named Sword Devourer. This demon's experience is quite bizarre. The Grand Canyon was originally the location of the Equipment Refining Division, an important equipment refining site of the Great Xia Immortal Dynasty. Sword Devourer was originally a rat without any demonic energy. Who would have thought that the Great Xia Immortal Dynasty suddenly collapsed, and the Equipment Refining Division also suffered a major change. Life was forbidden, and Sword Devourer fell into it by chance. Don't you think it was a coincidence that he fell into the Great Xia Li Ding. There was only residual temperature in the Li Ding, and it did not kill the dead rat. Instead, it turned out a blessing in disguise. His bloodline was refined to the extreme, and his spiritual wisdom was awakened. The most important thing is that, perhaps under the influence of the Immortal Emperor Sword Soul in the Great Xia Li Ding, after the dead rat's spiritual wisdom was awakened, the innate magical power he awakened was actually the talent of devouring sword cultivators!"

"Devouring talent!"

Zhang Qian was shocked. This kind of talent and supernatural power was simply unheard of.

Talent is something that cannot be seen or touched. How can one devour it?

"Yes, this dead rat's innate magical power allows him to see the sword talents of all cultivators. As long as he kills a sword cultivator, this old monster can devour and fuse the sword cultivator's talents during his lifetime. Moreover, this devouring has no limit. At the beginning, this dead rat didn't even know what swordsmanship was, but he relied on devouring again and again, and slowly became the number one in swordsmanship. There is no one before him and no one after him. What do you think of this? It's unfair. Such innate magical power was actually obtained by a dead rat!"

The crazy Taoist gnashed his teeth, and Zhang Qian felt a little envious. Swallowing the talent for swordsmanship was simply like cheating.

"No, I have the Qiankun Cauldron that can restore its original state. I wonder if I can take away the innate magical power of the Sword Devouring Ancestor?"

Zhang Qian suddenly had a flash of inspiration and an idea that made him extremely excited. The reason why the bloodline inheritance of the Three-legged Golden Crow could only be plundered with the help of the Chaos Bell was because there was a terrible seal in the bloodline inheritance of the Three-legged Golden Crow, and that kind of protective power could only be opened by the Chaos Bell.

But this Sword-Eating Ancestor is different. There is only one Sword-Eating Ancestor in the world, and there is no seal or protection in his blood. As long as the Sword-Eating Ancestor is placed in the Qiankun Cauldron for refinement, Zhang Qian is very sure that he can take away the other party's terrifying talent and magical power!
(End of this chapter)