The Snake King looked left and right, pointed at two mountain peaks in the distance, and drew a circle, "The battlefield is limited to the open space between the two mountains. Anyone who flies out of the range will be considered defeated."
Neither Qin Sang nor the Demon King Qianji had any objections.
Set the rules.
The Snake King ducked and flew to a mountain outside the battlefield to watch the battle, while Qin Sang and the Demon King led the machine flew into the battlefield.
Between the two mountains, there is an open area, like an arena.
They stood at opposite ends of the battlefield, looking at each other from afar.
The aura of the top being in the world of immortality was released, and the terrifying pressure caused the birds and beasts in the surrounding mountains to panic and flee in panic.
The ebony sword has not yet been formed.
Qin Sang could only choose other spiritual swords instead.
At this time, he had already performed the Heavenly Demon Transformation, and was secretly making secret gestures with his other hand, always ready to sacrifice the demon flag.
The other party comes prepared, so of course he has to go all out.
The demon king's eyes are vertical like those of a snake, and his gaze is cold and cold. Without unnecessary expressions, when others are stared at by him, a chill will rise in their hearts.
'call out!'
Qin Sang's thoughts moved slightly, he flicked his sleeves and robe, and a sword light flew out from his fingertips.
The spiritual sword circled and danced around Qin Sang, making bursts of harsh sword whistles. Qin Sang was surrounded by a bright light, with countless real and illusory sword lights intertwined together.
For a moment, Qin Sang's figure was obscured by the sword light, making it difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.
It was the first time that he really faced an opponent at the Nascent Soul level. He was very cautious and did not choose to take the initiative. Instead, he planned to see the opponent's tactics and evaluate the opponent's abilities first.
The Demon King Qianji had long known that Qin Sang was proficient in swordsmanship, so he was not surprised at all when he saw this scene.
He glanced at Qin Sang coldly, and suddenly his face was filled with a layer of black air, and then he opened his mouth wide and spit out clouds of black mist.
The black mist was extremely thick and spread quickly as soon as it appeared.
The black mist was not directed at Qin Sang deliberately. It spread quickly in all directions, then merged together, and soon enveloped the entire battlefield.
For a moment, the battlefield was pitch dark, and it was impossible to see even one's fingers.
Where Qin Sang stood, black mist closed in and surrounded him.
At the same time, Qin Sang smelled a hint of sweet fragrance, his face changed slightly, and his heart suddenly became alert. He closed his mouth and tongue without hesitation, vibrating his true energy, and blocked the contact with the black mist.
He tried to drive away the black mist, but then it kept being replenished.
The demon king who leads the machine is a snake demon. This black mist is probably a magical power he has practiced for many years. It contains extremely poisonous substances and its toxicity cannot be underestimated.
As long as Fat Silkworm is still awake, no matter how powerful the poison of the black mist is, it will not be much stronger than the three poisonous places of the Seven Kills Palace. Wearing the poison-proof armor, there is no need to worry at all.
After breaking through the Nascent Soul, Qin Sang tried many times to communicate with the dumb aunt and the fat silkworm.
Never got a response.
The dumb aunt 'slept' deeper than before.
At first, there were still fat silkworms as anchor points, and Qin Sang could feel the fluctuations of Ya Gu's soul. Now the anchor point has also fallen asleep, and there is deathly silence in Ya Gu's body.
Fortunately, there is a soul-nurturing tree, otherwise I don't know if the dumb aunt can survive.
Qin Sang is worried about Mute Gu, but can't do anything for the time being. Bai may not know how long it will take to refine the Corpse Soul Pearl, so for the time being he can only start with Tan Hao's clues to investigate the Tianzhi Sect.
‘呲呲……’
As expected, the black mist began to corrode the spiritual armor on his body.
Qin Sang nodded secretly, this kind of loss was acceptable and it was not too much of a burden in a short period of time.
Although the black mist blocked his sight, it could not block the magical power of the Third Eye.
Qin Sang looked around and found that the entire battlefield was shrouded in black mist. He felt secretly in his heart that the demon king had obviously come prepared and had planned to delineate the battlefield.
The reason for expending so much effort is probably not just to consume his own real energy. The black mist may also have other unknown uses.
With this thought flashing through his mind, Qin Sang's expression condensed and he realized that the demon king had moved.
A figure silently approached him.
Being in the black mist, the Demon King of Lianji concealed himself extremely well and did not make any waves.
Unfortunately, under the magical power of the Third Eye, it is destined to be useless.
‘Zheng!’
The sword roared loudly, and the sword light suddenly cut into the depths of the black mist.
The black mist shook, and a black shadow loomed.
At this time, the Demon King of the Leading Machine was still some distance away from Qin Sang. Seeing that his whereabouts were exposed, he flashed a ferocious look on his face and let out a low roar. Then his speed increased sharply, and he pounced towards him like a roc spreading its wings.
Qin Sang was also a little surprised by the speed shown by the Demon King.
‘Whoosh!’
Qin Sang's figure flashed and disappeared.
The electric light passed through the black fog, and Qin Sang's first reaction was to use Thunder Escape to temporarily avoid the sharp edge.
Immediately afterwards, his guess was confirmed, and he felt something strange. Flying away in the black mist, it seemed that he was subject to some kind of restriction, and there was a sense of sluggishness for no reason.
On the other hand, the Demon King who leads the machine is several times more dexterous than before.
As soon as Qin Sang set off, he immediately judged Qin Sang's movements and followed closely.
At the same time, the black mist around Qin Sang suddenly came to life, twisted into something indescribable, and entangled Qin Sang. Although it was quickly shattered, it also had a certain restrictive effect.
The black mist was billowing, and the two people actually started competing inside.
The Demon King's escape skills are actually not as good as Qin Sang's, but in the dark mist, he is like a fish in water and is extremely flexible.
The scope of the battlefield was so large that Qin Sang was unable to use his Thunder Escape to its full potential, and was restricted by the black mist. He was unable to get rid of the Demon King.
Qin Sang knew that procrastinating like this would not be good for him, but it would be something the Demon King would like to see.
Thinking of this, Qin Sang suddenly stopped and turned around to look at the demon king who was chasing after him. A cold light flashed in his eyes. Instead of using his spiritual sword to defend against the enemy, he turned around and pounced on the opponent.
Qin Sang arrived with lightning and met him with a heavy fist!
The shadow of the fist quickly grew in size in the Demon King's field of vision, and was as powerful as thunder, heading straight for the Demon King's face.
The demon king's expression changed slightly, and then a sneer appeared on his face. He thrust his right hand forward, and the surrounding black mist continued to gather towards his arm.
In the blink of an eye, his arm seemed to turn into a black snake, twisting strangely a few times before grabbing Qin Sang's fist.
'boom!'
It's not very loud, but there's nothing fancy about this collision.
The two figures separated as soon as they touched and flew several feet upside down.
Qin Sang clenched his fists and felt a soft force in his body. A numbness spread from his fingers to his shoulders, secretly activating his true energy to dissolve it.
He didn't take advantage of anything, and even suffered a small loss.
The demon king's physical body is indeed very strong.
The demon king who leads the machine is even more proficient in physical combat skills.
Comparatively speaking, Qin Sang has been practicing so far and has been able to use swordsmanship and magic weapons to fight against enemies. He has only used his physical body to fight very rarely. Now the difference can be seen.
The demon king who led the machine waved his arm and looked at Qin Sang with a sneer on his lips. He had noticed that Qin Sang's fighting skills were ordinary.
'Condensation!'
The demon king shouted lowly, and the demonic mist gathered again, condensing into black armor on his body. Then he crossed his arms and approached Qin Sang in a flash.
At this moment, Qin Sang only saw two snake shadows, containing countless changes!