Eternal Existence

This is a good top-grade artifact, slightly inferior to the three magic weapons, but it is limited. It is a magic weapon of the same grade as the Mountain Seal and Thunder Seal.

At this time, this magic weapon is being suppressed by two monks. The two monks seem to be in the same group. One of them uses the binding force to bind the magic weapon, and the other uses the sealing technique to suppress the magic weapon. Seeing that the magic weapon is about to be put away, the two have already revealed a hint of joy in their eyes.

Before, the two also collected two magic weapons, but they were both top-grade artifacts, naturally not as good as this harvest.

Who knew that Chen Feng and others suddenly appeared, and the violent energy exploded. The two monks were directly repelled by the three women, and Chen Feng waved his hand to collect the sealed magic weapon.

"No need to suppress it, this is convenient." Chen Feng said with a smile, and the wings of the God of Movement waved, and he immediately disappeared with the three people.

"I hope this way." The God of Fire laughed.

"But it will cause more trouble." Yin Jue said.

"Isn't there enough trouble now?" The God of Fire retorted.

"Don't say anything more, be ready to attack." Saint Qiuli spoke.

"Damn it!"

"Kill!"

The two monks saw the treasure they had obtained being taken away, and they were also attacked. Naturally, they were furious and immediately began to chase Chen Feng and his men.

However, Chen Feng's divine movement technique was too fast, and with Saint Qiuli's spatial teleportation, ordinary monks could not catch up.

Bang!

A monk was beaten to pieces by the three women, and Chen Feng reached out and grabbed two flying swords that disappeared.

"What a pity, it's a top-grade artifact." Chen Feng shook his head.

"In fact, a top-grade artifact is already good for cultivators like us, but after seeing so many top-grade artifacts, it feels a bit ordinary." The God of Fire said.

"The next target, the top-grade artifact." Chen Feng was a little proud and surprised after succeeding twice in a row. He didn't expect this method to be good.

With a slight shake of his wings, Chen Feng arrived in front of a top-grade magic weapon.

This magic weapon is not bad, but it was targeted by three monks, so Chen Feng and his companions also felt the pressure.

"I'll do it!"

Qiu Li Shengjun performed the space transfer technique again. Everyone felt a trance, the space shook, and then the magic weapon came in front of Chen Feng, and the three monks were moved far away.

After easily collecting the magic weapon, Chen Feng left again. In this way, the four people cooperated and kept changing positions. In just a few breaths, several magic weapons were collected by Chen Feng. However, in this way, there were also more than a dozen strong murderous intentions constantly chasing the four people.

Liuyun Sword Saint and Xuanjia also saw the actions of Chen Feng and others from a distance. From the initial summoning technique to the current wanton robbing, seeing the magic weapons being collected by Chen Feng and his companions, Liuyun Sword Saint and Xuanjia were envious and regretful. It was a bit late to join now, and they also had their own goals.

"This guy got rich." Xuanjia muttered, and then tried his best to snatch a top-grade artifact.

"Caught up."

After changing positions again, Chen Feng finally caught up with the black sickle. Although these magic weapons were constantly escaping and colliding, they never left the stone forest. This was why Chen Feng always had hope in his heart.

In Chen Feng's mind, as long as he was still in the stone forest, he would find a way to snatch it no matter how dangerous it was.

Just like now that he finally caught up with the sickle, compared with the green sword and the yellow backing, the lethality of this sickle seemed to be greater. During the flight and conflict, some monks were scratched from time to time, and even one person rushed head-on and was directly split in half.

It can be said that although some top-grade artifacts were collected before, none of them could compare to this sickle.

After catching up, Chen Feng and Saint Qiuli performed pupil skills almost at the same time, and saw that the fast-flying sickle suddenly slowed down. Although it was still flying, it could not break out of the surrounding space. Then countless silk threads emerged and coiled around the sickle. These were not ordinary silk threads, but void silk threads condensed by the power of the void. These inconspicuous silk threads could easily cut the mountain.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh! Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Yin Juetian and the God of Fire also quickly threw out the sealing talismans that had been prepared long ago. These talismans were not ordinary items. They were either collected by the two women in the past or refined by themselves on weekdays. They were thrown out at this time. This was a critical moment.

Yin Juetian's talisman exuded a gloomy aura and fell on the sickle silently. Most of the talismans thrown by the God of Fire were fiery red, and some even had flames burning. When they fell on the sickle, a group of flames immediately burst out.

Swish!

At this moment, the black sickle suddenly circled, and a dazzling black blade of light swept around, cutting off the void threads, crushing various talismans, and even breaking the confined space at once.

Then the sickle flew out quickly, without thinking about escaping, but slashed towards Chen Feng and the other four.

This slash was fierce and domineering, as if it could even split the universe in two. Chen Feng and the others even felt that their whole bodies were split with the world.

This was a kind of shock to the mind, an impact on the depths of the soul, and the suppression of lower life by higher life.

In fact, a magic weapon with spirituality is another kind of life, not to mention a divine weapon, and the one in front of us is the best of the best.

"Come on!"

But at this time, Chen Feng suddenly shouted loudly, like thunder. The closer Fire God and Yin Juetian felt their ears buzzing, and then they saw Chen Feng reaching out to grab the sickle.

"This guy is crazy, isn't he looking for death?" Yin Juetian and Fire God thought so, but then they woke up and were secretly shocked. They realized how powerful the sickle was. They thought that if they met it alone, they would be killed by the other party in one fell swoop.

"What a weird sickle." Fire God gritted his teeth and flew out his natal planet, hitting the sickle directly. At the same time, Yin Juetian also sacrificed his long sword and flew over.

Compared with Chen Feng and Saint Qiu Li, Fire God and Yin Juetian were still slow to attack, because Chen Feng had already grabbed the sickle.

At the same time, a stone hand grabbed the other end of the sickle, which was caused by Saint Qiu Li using the Supreme Scepter.

In fact, the Supreme Scepter of Saint Qiuli is not simple. It is also a top-grade artifact. It also has a long history, profound heritage, and brilliant civilization. It is not inferior to this sickle in quality, but it seems to be a little inferior in terms of attack power. But now Chen Feng has taken action together, and he has actually controlled the sickle in an instant.

Chen Feng's entire palm and arm were covered with armor, but the moment he grabbed the sickle, Chen Feng's whole body shook violently, and cracks gradually appeared from his palm, extending to his arm, and finally all over his body.

From a distance, Chen Feng looked like a porcelain that was about to break at any time.

Speaking of which, Chen Feng was also shocked to the extreme. No one knew better than himself how strong the defense of his longevity armor was. This was integrated with that kind of hard rock and many precious materials, integrated into Chen Feng's flesh and blood, and was refined day and night. When facing the enemy, it can block the attack of the top-grade artifact.

But now, with just one strike, the armor on his body was covered with cracks, and there were signs of collapse. This was when Saint Qiuli attacked. If there was no stone hand holding him, the armor on Chen Feng would have been completely broken.

Even now, in addition to the cracks in the armor, Chen Feng's body was also injured. A sharp force had penetrated into Chen Feng's body, just like a steel knife constantly cutting in Chen Feng's flesh and blood. Endless pain surged through Chen Feng's body, making Chen Feng want to scream out loud.

Fortunately, Chen Feng had tempered his body in the past, and the pain he suffered was stronger than this, which allowed Chen Feng to still have a clear mind.

Although he was injured, he at least caught the sickle, which was a good start.

Chi Chi Chi!

The Manluo God Vine grew rapidly. This time, the vine was as thin as hair. In the blink of an eye, it wrapped around the sickle hundreds of times. Saint Qiuli also sacrificed the black flame silk, which was also wrapped around it in circles. The attacks of the Fire God and Yin Juetian arrived again.

Planets fell, long swords attacked.

The sickle was still struggling violently under the joint suppression of the four people, and it could occasionally shoot out one or two energy blades. Chen Feng and the others were cut with scars.

"Hurry up, someone is coming." Saint Qiu Li said, and a talisman flew out from the center of his eyebrows. This talisman was one foot long and looked like stone, but it was firmly attached to the sickle, and then the sickle's struggle became less powerful.

Feeling all this, Chen Feng shouted loudly, and some blood immediately flew out of the cracks in the armor. The blood quickly condensed into runes, and as the runes fell on the sickle, the strength of the sickle's struggle became smaller again.

Puff! Puff!

However, Chen Feng was accidentally left with two deep marks on his face by the energy blades shot out by the sickle, and the blood that flowed out was a little black.

"What an evil power." Chen Feng said lightly, his eyes flickered, and he saw the stream of light flying out, turning into layers of barriers to wrap up the sickle, and at the same time, the stone hand that tightly grasped the sickle also turned into a special rune.

The next moment, Chen Feng put the other party into the Chaos Stone.

"If you have the ability, split the Chaos Stone." Chen Feng said lightly, but after saying this, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes. The opponent's attack power was so strong that he couldn't really break the Chaos Stone out.

"It seems that I should solve the current situation quickly. I have a lot of hidden dangers." Chen Feng thought in his heart.

"Daoyou, it's late, let's change places." Qiu Li Shengjun suddenly said coldly, and saw several monks flying here, offering magic weapons to attack from a distance.

"It's not too late to come here, I'm looking for you." One of them sneered, offering a huge seal and rushing straight over.

However, a thick stone wall quickly appeared, blocking the attacks of these people, but it was soon broken, and then a second stone wall and a third stone wall appeared in the space.

"Let's go quickly." Saint Qiu Li waved the Supreme Scepter, his face was a little pale.