Chapter 176 The Lord’s Strength

A deserted area, like a wasteland, was like a burning flame. Chen Fan stepped out in one step, and his bronze skin flashed away. The huge life and death samsara behind him sank into his body, and instantly appeared in the void, looking down at a magic gun wrapped in flames below.

"The magical power of demon flame has been completely stripped away, and only the last magical power of demon thunder is left." As he murmured to himself, a flash of light flashed in Chen Fan's eyes.

If it weren't for the mystery of the power of life and death, under the burning of the essence of the original fire of the Zhurong Divine Spear, even the strong man in the Emperor's Realm would turn into ashes. Chen Fan originally wanted to take this opportunity to subdue the Zhurong Divine Spear, but he found that with his current cultivation level, he could not control the violent original fire spirit.

At this moment, a figure rolled out in the rising Zhurong Heavenly Fire. The man was wearing a fiery red robe, with a lingering fire on his waist, like a fire dragon, and a pair of eyes with rising flames, looking coldly at Chen Fan in the sky.

"I am still late. You can survive in the original fire spirit..." The voice was cold and ruthless, and the illusion of the flames contained a huge murderous intent.

"Ancestral Witch Zhurong?" His pupils shrank, and Chen Fan, who had countless memories of the ancestor, immediately recognized the identity of this fire-colored figure from the sense of his breath.

With a cold smile, Zhu Rong's ancestor witch took a step forward, and with a wave of his hand, the firelight in the sky turned into thousands of fire dragons and rushed, and said indifferently: "Since you know it is this demon god, you can die with peace of mind!"

In ancient times, the ancestor witch Zhurong was a demon god who controlled the fire of heaven and earth. His cultivation reached the peak of a ninth-level emperor, and was only one line worse than a half-level strongman. Although this was just a illusion of the original fire, its strength was not comparable to that of an ordinary emperor cultivator.

The space around his body solidified in an instant, making Chen Fan unable to move at all. Only by constantly flowing in his body with the power of life and death, could he not die in the burning of endless flames, but it was almost impossible to resist.

The sky was covered with fire. Seeing countless ferocious fire dragons burning towards Chen Fan, the void in the distance suddenly broke open, and a dazzling sword light came in an instant. With a sweep of the sword light, all the fire dragons were cut off in half and dissipated in the air.

A sword demon wearing a long gray gown and cold eyes came to the void. His figure flashed and appeared in front of Chen Fan. With a cold snorted, he broke the void covered by Zhu Rong's aura and said, "It's just a ***, looking for death!"

"Who are you?" Zhu Rong*** asked in surprise when he felt the breath of the sword demon's body that was not inferior to the original body.

"I am nameless..." Before I finished speaking, behind the sword demon, a huge divine weapon with black ink appeared. The actual sword light soared into the sky. The world was completely shrouded by a sharp sword intent, and countless sword energy filled it. The tip of the sword light pointed to Zhurong, who was soaring into the sky in the field.

"The universe is upside down, and the yin and yang are in chaos. It seems that there are still many hidden people..." With a sneer, Zhurong integrated into Zhurong's magic spear, and then turned into a fiery red escape light, flying towards the direction of the chaotic sea at an extremely fast speed.

"If you want to share a piece of the pie? It depends on whether you have the life to take it..." The void broke open, and Zhu Rong's magic spear disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Zhurong's *** is not a fool. Even if Zhurong's demon god comes in person, he may have to tie the sword demon. If his *** really dares to take action, he will definitely die.

The sword demon watched Zhurong's magic spear leave coldly, and did not stop him. The other party was just a ***, so it was useless to stay. If he was too anxious and let the other party appear, it would probably attract the attention of many other strong people. This did not like that feeling for the sword demon who was used to being unknown to the world.

After everything recovered from peace, the sword demon slowly turned around, and the sword intent that soared into the sky was trapped into his body, like an ordinary mortal.

"Thank you, Senior Sword Demon, for your rescue."

He waved his hand indifferently, and the sword demon said slowly: "I have always watched the battle with my divine thoughts. In fact, even if I don't come, if you use the sword light I gave you, you can still kill the Zhurong Demon God's ***."

Chen Fan nodded without saying much. Although he had not been in contact with the Sword Demon for a long time, he understood the nature of a person like the Sword Demon. There was no need to be any pretentious when interacting with someone like him.

"The Supreme Demon Lord sat down with the five great saints, the twelve demon gods, it seems that they are about to appear one by one. You must grow up quickly..." Looking at Chen Fan in front of him, the sword demon couldn't help but sigh.

With a frown, Chen Fan also understood the five saints and twelve demons mentioned by the sword demon through various evidence.

The so-called five great saints are nothing more than the *** Saint, the Green Dragon Saint, the Vermillion Bird Saint, the Xuanwu Saint, the Qilin Saint, the Twelve Demon Gods, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Ancient Times.

From the conversation between Zhao Gongming and the Saint Lord ***, it can be seen that the three saints in the Chaos Realm have betrayed the Chaos Clan and joined the Qiankun Realm. It seems that a catastrophe will be set off again.

With his plain eyes looking at Chen Fan, the sword demon frowned slightly and said, "The breath on your body is a bit impure. With the help of Zhurong Tianhuo, the breath on your body is even more pure, but that ray of thunder law is still there."

Nodding, Chen Fan said, "I am about to find a place where the origin of the thunder law is. With the power of the origin to attract the law, the supernatural power of this thunder law is stripped from the body."

With a smile, the sword demon pointed his fingers far east and said, "There is a sword-treading peak south of the Canglong Continent. Although this peak is not as good as Buzhou Mountain, there is a thunder pool on the top of the mountain, which is the place where the ancient thunder dragons are nurtured. If you can go there, you may be able to peel off your thunder laws."

After the words came to an end, the sword demon suddenly shrank, and he suddenly pointed at Chen Fan's eyebrows and said, "The mind is guarding the mind, something is wrong in your sea of ​​consciousness..."

With a stunned expression, Chen Fan chose to believe in the sword demon. Without moving at all, he closed his eyes slightly. The fate incarnation in the vortex of the sea of ​​consciousness opened his eyes. His divine thoughts swept through the entire sea of ​​consciousness in an instant, but he did not find anything strange.

A black light suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness. The black light spot continued to change, and then turned into the appearance of a sword demon. His eyes met, and the sword demon incarnated at Chen Fan's fate and said, "Someone has ever come to your sea of ​​consciousness?"

"No." Chen Fan shook his head in confusion.

"From your sea of ​​consciousness, I felt an extremely obscure sword intent, which is different from my sword path, but it seems to be deeper than me." Frowning, the sword demon's indifferent eyes looked at Chen Fan's purple sea of ​​consciousness space, and a trace of surprise flashed in his pupils.

The sea of ​​consciousness of ordinary monks is hazy, while the sea of ​​consciousness of Chen Fan, the great demon, is obviously different from others, and is actually purple.

Hearing the sword demon’s words, Chen Fan’s fate transformed into a pair of purple eyes and murderous intent appeared, and his voice was cold and ruthless: “The Sword Ancestor once used his sword intent to strip away the magical powers in my divine mind. Could it be that he had tampered with his conscious sea?”

The sword demon was stunned, then suddenly realized and said, "As it turns out, this sword intent is hidden in your sea of ​​consciousness. As long as your cultivation level cannot reach the half-priest level, as long as the sword ancestor's mind moves, it will directly collapse your sea of ​​consciousness, and you will definitely die!"

His face suddenly changed, and an irrepressible murderous intent rose from his body incarnation. Chen Fan never thought that the sword ancestor would actually make trouble on him. He obviously wanted to treat himself as a pawn and let them manipulate him.

Feeling the change in Chen Fan's aura, the sword demon waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, since I discovered it, the sword ancestor seems to have no cultivation as much as he used to be. If he were the one who came here, I might be afraid of it, but just this hidden sword intent would not be difficult for me."

While speaking, the sword demon waved his hand and grabbed the deep point of the purple sea of ​​consciousness deep in the space of consciousness with bright purple light. He slowly said: "Boy, keep your mind in mind. I will grab the sword intent and it will tremble your sea of ​​consciousness. You can hold it a little first."

Suddenly, the distance between the sea of ​​consciousness trembled, and Chen Fan's body trembled all over the body. The pain of the sea of ​​consciousness being almost torn apart was even more violent than the burning of the soul. The sea of ​​bitterness in the Dantian also churned violently, and it moved the whole body with one blow. The natal demon fetus was also implicated, and the pain was distorted.

As the sword intent on the sword demon became stronger and stronger in the space of the sea of ​​consciousness, a faint green light slowly appeared from the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness of Chenfan. As soon as it appeared, it turned into a blue stream of light and rushed towards the fate incarnation in the vortex.

"Want to run?" With a cold smile, the sword demon stepped out and appeared behind the green light in an instant. He pointed it out with his finger-turned sword. Then, the green light shattered and gradually disappeared.

In an unknown blue void, he sat cross-legged on the top of a huge ancient stone tablet. The sword ancestor in a green robe suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes seemed to see through the endless barriers of space in an instant, and coldly saw the ancient sword demon and Chen Fan.

"The little left-right half-priest dares to touch my sword intent, and seek death!" As he spoke, the sword ancestor bounced his fingers and a blue sword light shot out from his fingertips, instantly piercing through the endless void, and instantly appeared above the Valley of Burning Hearts, shooting towards the sword demon.

At the same time, Chen Fan and the Sword Demon returned to their positions with their divine thoughts, and at the same time felt the huge momentum that was overwhelming from the void.

With cold eyes, the sword demon smiled coldly and said, "As expected, the Lord has already lived up to the power of the ancient times. With this sword light, he wants to kill me?"

In the calm eyes, two black sword lights shot out, and then the two sword lights merged and turned into an unparalleled black sword light, colliding with the green sword light in the void.

Click!

A huge ferocious crack spread tens of thousands of miles away. The sword demon's body trembled, a trace of blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth, but he smiled and said, "The Lord is worthy of being the Lord, but he is not as invincible as the ancient rumor."

Seeing that the sword demon was injured by just resisting a sword light from the sword ancestor, Chen Fan's eyes flashed with a flash, but he was a little shocked. Of course, he knew that the eight lords were all sealed by the Zhentian Divine Monument. This was indeed true. In the sealed state, he could still injure the half-level sword demon. This shows how terrifying the strength of the lord has reached.

At the same time, Chen Fan also knew that the Lord was indeed lying to him, because Lord Zeng Yan, their cultivation was sealed by the God of Heaven, but now it was because the sword demon helped him to relieve the potential crisis that the Sword Ancestor took action.
Chapter completed!