This is the power that Tang Xuanzang possesses.

The Phantom God retreated, spread his right hand and his palm facing upwards.

A red gourd appeared above, and white smoke rose up on the mouth of the gourd.

A cloud of clouds gathered, and among the clouds, there was a head looming and a pair of wings.

The moment his head appeared, two white lights emitted from his eyes and fell on Tang Luo.

"ha!"

The Phantom God smiled briefly, took a step back, and bowed and said, "Baby, please turn around."

The Immortal-killing Flying Knife!

Ao Yulie widened his eyes. Isn’t this thing a flying knife to kill the immortal?

Where did the illusion god get it? Or is it actually a Xibei product, not the famous immortal-killing flying knife in the Shanhai Realm.

Another stream of light was sprayed on the gourd, and a small flying knife could vaguely spin and attack Tang Luo.

The flying knife is relatively fast, but the two white lights shot by the leader of the man have the ability to nail the enemy, so there is no need to worry about the enemy dodging.

The flying knife rotated and came to her face. Tang Luo stretched out his index finger with his right hand and pointed forward, colliding with the immortal-killing flying knife.

An extremely slight sound flashed, and another group of gods and demons walked and their bodies were shaken, and they died of blood bleed in their seven orifices.

Ao Yulie's face turned pale and he shook his head.

The immortal-killing flying knife swirled and fell back, flew into the ball of white mist, and flew back to the gourd with the white mist head.

"Master, this flying knife..."

"It's probably true." Tang Luo looked at a wound on his index finger, and a trace of blood flowed out.

It's not true, I can't hurt him.

"It seems that you will bleed." The Phantom God laughed, showed his madness, grabbed the red gourd and poured it down hard.

A drop of blood flowed out of the gourd's mouth, suspended in the air, and a faint golden light appeared.

The Phantom God swallowed the drop of blood in one mouthful: "Now, I am you."

“In the future, I will surpass…”

The last word "you" was not said, and the cracks on the face of the illusion god did not decrease and disappear as quickly as they imagined, and his power increased sharply and he became another Tang Luo.

On the contrary, cracks on the face instantly spread throughout the body.

In the next breath, the magic god shattered into a ball of gray-white powder, floating and sprinkling from the sky.

There is no time to say the last words.

"...It's burst." Ao Yulie shook his head.

The Phantom God thought that false power plus real blood (bloodlines) could weave another powerful Tang Xuanzang and even replace Tang Xuanzang.
Chapter completed!