A Thousand Faces of Grace

Chapter 553 The Great Desolate Ax 1
The aroma just now made him drowsy and lost all fighting spirit.

Looking around for a week, Emperor Qingming fixed his eyes, and was about to use the technique of spiritual eyes to find the whereabouts of the tree that reached the sky.

Suddenly, there was a chill down his spine, and an extremely strong sense of crisis immediately enveloped him.

At the same time that the Tongtianzhimu disappeared, behind him and all the ghosts, the Tongtianzhimu appeared quietly like a ghost, and rushed towards Emperor Qingming's vest.

Wherever the tree reaches the sky, the beautiful girl on the branch opened her thick arms, grabbed the nearby soul guard mercilessly, and tore it to both sides. The countless tentacles on the body swept away the body fragments of the soul difference and merged them into the torso of the tree that reached the sky.

The branches that had been damaged by the cloud-swallowing beast immediately regrew new ones at a rapid speed.

Soon, dozens of souls became the nourishment of the tree reaching the sky.

The tree of Babel is more and more prosperous, verdant and verdant.

Seeing that the souls around him were decreasing one by one, Emperor Qingming used many spells to attack, but they were all melted by the filtrate sprayed by the beautiful girl, unable to hurt the root.

Emperor Qingming pondered for a while, then murmured solemnly.

The Tree of Reaching Heaven was getting closer and closer, but he remained motionless like a mountain.

Suddenly, the void twisted, and a huge space crack suddenly appeared.

Amid the thunder and lightning, an inconspicuous ax with office rust appeared in the space crack.

Emperor Qingming looked slightly happy, but immediately became dignified again, bowed respectfully to the axe three times, bit his fingertips, and flicked a drop of blood onto the giant axe.

The blood was submerged into the giant axe, and the rust stains on it disappeared immediately, and a vicissitudes of life that seemed to come from the prehistoric times rose to the sky.

The giant ax was still so inconspicuous, but the strong aura emanating from it alone made the tree that reached the sky stop immediately.

The eyes of the beauties on the branches flickered, showing fear, and the green leaves on their bodies trembled slightly.

Emperor Qingming looked happy, and stretched out his hand to hold the giant ax in his hand. The giant ax struggled a little, felt the blood of Emperor Qingming, and slowly stopped.

Lan Junque's pupils shrank suddenly, and he stared at the giant ax tightly, his heart beating violently.

"The Great Axe!" Lan Junque couldn't help but whispered.

It is rumored that this divine ax is the weapon used by Pangu to open up the world, and it has the power to open up the world, and it ranks third in the list of artifacts in the fairy world.

This kind of heaven-defying artifact has always been in the hands of those unborn old monsters, but today, it is used by Emperor Qingming. It seems that things are really not as simple as he thought.

"Even he lent you this ancient artifact. You came here for another reason." Lan Junque sneered.

I have to admit that he has no chance of winning against this Great Desolate Axe. Even if he borrows the fragments of the Lingyin Clan's artifact as armor, and gathers all the power and body of the Nine-Turn Conferred God Formation, he will not be able to defeat this Great Desolate Axe the power of a single blow.

It's just that you have to try it out.

Lan Junque's thoughts changed sharply, and he immediately made up his mind. Regardless of the fear of Tongtianzhimu, he drove Tongtianzhimu with all his strength to continue to hit Emperor Qingming.

With an ax in hand, Emperor Qingming's whole demeanor suddenly changed, like a god of war from the prehistoric era, with long hair and no wind, with a mocking smile on his lips, coldly looking at the oncoming tree reaching the sky.

He didn't move or dodge, he just slowly raised the Great Desolate Axe and struck it down lightly.

(End of this chapter)