Dang Dang Dang
The dense and earth-shattering muffled sound was the layer upon layer of thousands-foot-long sword shadows, slashing horizontally and vertically, cutting through the heaven, earth, mountains and rivers.
Two terrifying figures in the sky quickly approached and collided!
The body of the beast god in the middle of the sword shadow made the sound of sparks flying and gold and metal clashing.
It was panting violently, and the ferocity in its eyes had weakened a lot after so many days of fighting.
Huhu
All the blood in the beast god's body is floating, and his demon soul and spiritual thoughts are dimming, as if he has been drained dry.
It has been fighting Li Chunfeng for nearly twenty days!
Ever since the Confucian scholar transformed into an immortal sword, Li Chunfeng has been able to sweep across all directions with the power of this immortal sword, as if he had divine help.
Especially on the first day, the two of them were invincible together!
However, more than twenty days have passed now.
The beast god is still there.
"Woohoo"
There is no good place left on the earth.
Occupied by the black and red smoke and embers.
In a deep pit about a thousand feet deep, there was the transformed snake, one of the four giant monsters of the soul in southern Xinjiang.
Seven days ago, Li Chunfeng held a sword and slashed the evil energy out of the body of the beast god. He also cut off the head of the giant monster of the soul, smashed the light of the soul into pieces, and killed it.
Under the sword.
The body of the thousand-foot snake is as long as a mountain and as high as a group of peaks, but it already stinks, and its black and red blood soaks the earth.
"boom"
Violent light burst out from the center of the battle again.
Li Chunfeng's appearance was not much better either. Even with the help of the immortal sword transformed by Chen Yujing, the beast god was the power of an immortal after all, and he was almost exhausted now.
The skin of the original little divine body now became as shriveled as that of an old man, the body lost a lot of weight, and even the black hair that once shone with the divine light became dry.
Not to mention the light of the soul and the aura of cultivation, both are about to dry up.
This is the result of the continuous burning of one's own cultivation, essence, blood, and soul, and the battle has reached this point.
Unless the Immortal Golden Immortal, no one's magic power is infinite.
Especially in the battle with the ancient sacred incarnation of the Beast God, there is no room for luck. Everything is burned with high intensity every minute and every second in order to seal it back again!
In the end, the battle reached such an extent that all magical powers and immortal arts were used up, leaving only the collision and crushing of the purest physical body with the soul and immortal power.
"clang"
The golden and towering beast claws seemed to connect the heaven and the earth together. From bottom to top, they gripped the fairy sword fiercely.
"Choke"
Violent sparks flew everywhere.
The fairy sword's light dimmed, and cracks appeared faintly.
The golden claws of the beast swept across again, ruthlessly snatching away a large piece of flesh and blood from Li Chunfeng's left shoulder, exposing the white bones.
The beast god's golden pupils showed excitement, and he looked up to the sky and roared: "Finally, finally, it's time for your broken sword to run out of power!!"
"Can you handle this god's use of a sourceless thing??!"
It was roaring, its terrifying body, with overwhelming oppression, violently attacked Li Chunfeng.
Li Chunfeng had no expression on his face and raised his sword to block.
"Dang Dang Dang"
Seeing the jade sword in his hand becoming more and more illusory, Li Chunfeng felt sad.
"Brother Chen, Li is sorry for you!"
But his face was resolute, as calm as a mountain, and he would do it at all costs
"I have to say that you, a scholar from the human race, is so gifted that you can actually think of turning the luck of our demon clan, Zhu Yan's royal clan, into the source of power for this fairy sword. Now" the beast god looked coldly at the southern border.
The royal family of Zhu Yan couldn't help but be shocked, and said in a cold tone: "He dragged my Zhu Yan lineage to be buried with him for more than twenty days, and exhausted the luck of the demon clan trapped in his body.
But it’s over!”
"With you, I am destined to be unable to stop this god from returning to Jambu!!"
"Let's see how long you can resist!"
The screams of the beast gods, with layers of ripples, are the roars of the gods, penetrating in all directions and trying to kill the two heroes of the human race on their way to the world!
The battle roared.
Not just deep in southern Xinjiang.
There are other places.
Beyond the sky, there is an immortal who wants to come to southern Xinjiang to prevent the birth of the beast god.
The other one is Luo.
They have been fighting for more than twenty days.
Southern Xinjiang, for more than 20 consecutive days.
The heavy snow that had covered the ground before had melted again in the past few days.
The land in southern Xinjiang continues to become moist.
Among the dense forests and mountains.
A cold and handsome man in a fiery red robe, with excitement and murderous intent flashing in his eyes, rushed in one direction.
Countless tall and ancient trees were left behind by his extremely fast speed, and he quickly created a red afterimage across the dense forest.
After a dozen breaths, I passed through a dense forest.
call
Literary gods raised their heads and felt the aura of the scholar from the Central Plains gradually disappearing in the southern border.
During the battle between Li Chunfeng and the Beast God, the power of the Dao Fruit Immortal Sword transformed by Chen Yujing dispersed, taking with it everything Chen Yujing had, including all the power he had left in the southern border.
"Although I don't know what kind of shocking changes have happened in the depths of southern Xinjiang these days, Wen has waited so hard on the border of southern Xinjiang for so many days, and finally waited for this day. Lu Qingping, can you escape this time?
Where are you going?! You will die by my hands!!"
The literary gods felt chills in their hearts.
A few dozen days ago, he was ordered by Chen Yujing not to cause any more trouble to Lu Qingping and others, and was even threatened with words and driven out of southern Xinjiang.
Over the past few decades, he has been unwilling to leave.
Finally, he waited so hard for it.
From the few days after the war, he felt the aura of the Confucian Chen Yujing and participated in that shocking war.
Sure enough, he was waiting.
Chen Yujing must have encountered something during the war.
Without Chen Yujing to support those people again, this time they
Must! Die! No! Doubt!
Longbi Village.
Shocking roar.
In the courtyard.
"Brother, you are back"
Wu Yao turned her head with trembling head and looked at the three people in the room in disbelief.
The little prince in Jinyi also has another beautiful elder sister.
In an instant, the little girl couldn't help but vented all her grievances and fears that she had been feeling for the past few days, and burst into tears:
"Brother, where have you been?"
When several people left at that time, they deliberately avoided Wu Yao.
Lu Qingping winked at Wu Ling and asked him to comfort her sister. Then she nodded to Meng Hanchan and motioned for her to go out with her first.
As soon as the two of them walked out of the small courtyard, they saw about a hundred people wearing the costumes of the Miao Holy Valley with whom he had fought. The surrounding area of ​​the small courtyard was empty, and there were deep pits and messes everywhere.
But the small courtyard is left standing here like an isolated island.
Above the small courtyard, there is a word.
"town!"
The font is powerful and upright.
It was the same handwriting that Lu Qingping obtained in her reincarnation that Chen Yujing wrote in the entire novel "Ren Li".
After a second thought, Lu Qingping and Meng Hanchan figured out that this should be the demon locking formation that Wu Yao told Mr. Chen Yujing before entering reincarnation.
However, the Crown Prince narrowed his eyes to a thin line and saw that the word "Zhen" in the sky was shrouding the place with a hazy white light. It was now almost illusory and transparent and invisible.
At this moment, the sound transmission jade slip belonging to the palace on Lu Qingping's waist rang out. It was the voice of one of the eight masters who had escorted him throughout the world. He was extremely excited:
"His Royal Highness."
Chapter completed!