Chapter 408 You are the Demon Lord

"The magic stone? It's the magic stone that can nourish the spirituality of magic weapons?"

The city guard master quickly opened the box and seemed very excited.

"It is the magic stone that as long as it is integrated into the magic weapon, the magic weapon can continuously improve its spirituality, thereby increasing the possibility of being promoted to a quasi-divine weapon." Jian Xiu, surnamed Feng, nodded and responded.

After waiting in the stone chamber for half an hour, Xiao Lingyu was still hesitant. The current situation made him feel a little powerless.

When he ran away, he had no choice; when he was forced to carry the opponent's attack into the city, he was helpless and hopeless...

After entering the city, facing the rogue monk and city guard, he had no choice but to compromise.

Half an hour later, the door of the stone chamber was opened, and Jian Xiu, surnamed Feng and the commander of the Chengwei, surnamed Lu, appeared at the door together.

"He has indeed colluded with the city guards." Xiao Lingyu couldn't help but sigh in his heart, but his expression was calm.

"The rest of Brother Feng will solve it yourself. Brother Feng can rest assured that the restrictions in this secret room are arranged by the emperor-level masters. They can not only trap people, but also have excellent concealment effects. As long as they are not an emperor-level master fighting inside, no movement will be spread." The commander of the city guard surnamed Lu said with a smile.

"Thank you, Brother Lu."

After thanking the sword cultivator surnamed Feng, he walked into the secret room.

The commander of the city guard surnamed Lu did not say a word to Xiao Lingyu, and he didn't even plan to take a look at him, so he directly closed the door of the stone chamber again.

In this secret room that is less than five meters long and wide, only Xiao Lingyu and the Jian Xiu, surnamed Feng, are left.

"Even if you kill me and get my life essence, you may not be able to go to the end. If you kill me, someone else will come to kill you." Xiao Lingyu said calmly.

"Haha, is that? It's all right to kill one." Jian Xiu, surnamed Feng, smiled without complaint.

"This secret room does not seem to be beneficial to you. The space is too small, so it is difficult to exert your ultimate moves and speed advantages." Xiao Lingyu said again.

The reason why he was chaotic was not that Xiao Lingyu was delaying time, but that he wanted to find flaws in the other party's aura.

Xiao Lingyu has never been a person who would give up easily.

"I want to kill you, it's the same everywhere." Jian Xiu, surnamed Feng, said relaxedly.

"But here, you may not be able to kill me." Xiao Lingyu held the Yinyue Broken Sword in his hand and said calmly.

"Haha... If I were just a simple sword cultivator, but the one he used to be, it would be difficult to kill you, but now, you will only be killed in front of me, because your fighting skills and consciousness are far worse than mine." The monk named Feng said with a laugh. He did not take action directly, but was also looking for Xiao Lingyu's weakness, preparing to kill with one blow, and did not want to fight.

"Maybe you don't know that I have experienced countless wars since my cultivation." Xiao Lingyu said unconvincedly.

"I don't know how many wars you have experienced, but you are still a lot worse. I was in the three realms of immortals, demons and demons, and there was no rival at that time. At that time, you were not available." The monk surnamed Feng said proudly.

After saying this, the temperament of the monk surnamed Feng changed immediately. He pinned the magic sword behind him, raised his head and raised his chest, and half-closed his eyes, which really gave people a feeling of looking down on the world.

At the same time, he also took a few more steps towards Xiao Lingyu.

"you……"

Xiao Lingyu was suddenly shocked. After the other party approached, the blood light on his body began to flash wildly, and his life essence actually seemed to take the initiative to leave his body.

"You are that Demon Lord?" Xiao Lingyu asked with a stare and suddenly realized.

"It seems that you know a lot, but it's a pity that although I only have the peak cultivation level of the Demon Lord's later stage, I can still kill you easily." The sword cultivator surnamed Feng said confidently.

If the other party really has the soul consciousness of the Demon Lord, and with the peak cultivation level of the Demon Lord in the later stage, no matter how special Xiao Lingyu is, he will never be able to save his life if he has any magic weapon.

It can also be judged from the other party's words that the other party should not be lying.

From the opponent's previous performance, it can be seen that the opponent does have a very strong fighting consciousness, otherwise the two brothers Xiao Lingyu and Lian Bai would not be so powerless in front of him, and he could easily take over no matter how he attacked.

It is not unfair to Xiao Lingyu be forced into such a embarrassment. After all, he is facing a strong man with the soul consciousness of the Demon Lord.

"I've said everything I should say, and I've said what I shouldn't say. You're ready to go on the road!"

When the sword cultivator surnamed Feng saw that Xiao Lingyu was speechless for a while, he seemed too lazy to waste his saliva. He flashed his body and the magic sword in his hand pierced straight towards him.

Although the distance was very short, the magic sword was still shaking halfway, shaking countless sword shadows, which made Xiao Lingyu a little dazzled.

Xiao Lingyu was calm and calmed down. The silver moon knife in his hand immediately spewed out a colorful firebird forward.

The colorful firebirds scattered countless sword shadows, but could not block the magic sword. The body of the magic sword still stabbed Xiao Lingyu's chest, and the movement trajectory was very erratic, so Xiao Lingyu had no possibility of dodging.

The colorful firebird was the first to pounce on the sword cultivator surnamed Feng, but a circle of sword auras composed of countless tiny light swords suddenly appeared on the other side, blocking the colorful firebird tightly.

As for the opponent's magic sword attack, Xiao Lingyu could only use the Silver Moon Breaking Sword itself to force it, and at the same time, he also turned the six demon-squeezing fairy beads into sacred light swords and slashed towards the opponent's head.

With a crisp sound, the sword edge of the magic sword stabbed into the center of the sword body that was horizontally surrounded by the Silver Moon Blade. Huge force surged, and Xiao Lingyu's body could not control the wall.

The restrictions arranged on the four walls were indeed clever. It was easy to remove the collision brought by Xiao Lingyu's body, and there was no sound.

"Although it's broken, this sword is still a good one!" The monk surnamed Feng quickly withdrew his sword, defeated the sacred light sword, and then exclaimed with a relaxed look on his face.

Xiao Lingyu had just settled down when the magic sword of the monk surnamed Feng attacked again.

The situation at this time was almost a desperate situation for Xiao Lingyu. If he continued to fight like this, he would have no chance at all because the other party was very careful and did not careless because he was in an absolute advantage.

Xiao Lingyu knew that the other party was still afraid that he would have any trump card tricks. It was not easy for the other party to be able to survive again, so he would definitely be very cautious, otherwise the other party could fight close before he entered the city.

But Xiao Lingyu also knew that he really had no trump card tricks that could be used. Any moves he mastered would struggle powerlessly in the face of such a huge gap in strength.

But when the other party stabbed the magic sword this time, he suddenly thought of something, and a blood flute that seemed to be solidified from blood immediately appeared in front of him.

As soon as the blood flute appeared, it automatically played a melodious and melodious sound of flutes. When Xiao Lingyu heard the flute sound so close, his soul fell into a trance, and his consciousness gradually submerged in the illusion of spring in March.

What Xiao Lingyu didn't know was that it was not just him, but even the monk named Feng immediately stiffened after hearing the sound of the flute. The magic sword that was about to pierce into Xiao Lingyu's body stopped in a dim color.

The sound of the flute kept ringing, as if it would never stop.

Commander Lu, who was guarding outside the stone room, asked the matter inside the stone room to end, so he opened the stone door, but after hearing the sound of the flute, he stayed on the spot, and gradually showed a foolish smile on his face.

The sound of the flute flows out from the stone chamber and spreads from the stone building far away. Any monk who hears the sound of the flute will immediately lose consciousness regardless of his cultivation.

The entire Chengwei Camp was soon left with the sound of flutes. Any monk would not think of leaving as long as he approached the Chengwei Camp.

In this way, two years passed, the sound of the flute finally disappeared, and everyone woke up from the illusion.
Chapter completed!