Chapter 372: Dark Chess in the Spirit Pavilion, Conspiracy of the Monster Clan!
In the deserted realm, in a huge ancient city, a sword energy soared into the sky. More than a dozen disciples from the White Jade Capital Holy Land formed a formation, and in the middle, there was an extremely dazzling sword trapped.
“Finally found.”
"The lost Sword of the Universe by the last sword immortal."
The elder of Bai Yujing, who successfully fell from the realm of his body, looked ecstatic.
"Hahaha!"
"Everyone has formed a formation for me, don't let it run away, I'll get the sword!"
Lu Tianqiong made gestures with both hands, flew in the air, and his palms surging. His hand finally held the hilt of the sword, but at this moment, the sword Huanchen sword buzzed, flashing with powerful sword energy, which led Lu Tianqiong.
He was shaken away, and his arms were bleeding, looking in pain.
"how so?"
"I am the elder of Bai Yujing!"
"Lu Tianqiong looked unwilling and rushed over to hold the sword again, but was still shocked by the sword.
"Damn it!
Lu Tianqiong looked unwilling and angry.
At this moment, a figure appeared, Cen Jiulian, who was penetrated by Gu Yusheng's sword in Lucheng that day.
"Jiulian, what are you doing?"
Lu Tianqiong was afraid that Cen Jiulian would be injured by the sword, and he was afraid that he would take away the sword.
Cen Jiulian stopped and looked back at Lu Tianqiong. His eyes were deep and cold, and his whole body looked a little weird, but he walked straight to the sword, stretched out his hand, and actually held the Huanchen Sword in his hand.
.
"Get it"
The corners of Cen Jiulian's mouth were gently raised, and his eyes reflected on the sword, revealing a little strange light.
Seeing this, Lu Tianqiong hurriedly stood up and said, "Jiulian, hurry up, give me the sword. I have a special scabbard to seal this sword. After returning to Bai Yujing, the first skill of taking the sword will definitely be yours."
"Give you the sword?"
Cen Jiulian's voice was cold.
"Why? Because you are the elder of Bai Yujing? Haha, now you may not be my opponent if you fall to your level."
"What?"
Lu Tianqiong was furious.
"Jiulian, are you going to rebel?"
"I'm just telling the truth. Only with this sword in my hand can I do what I should do."
Cen Jiulian burst into laughter.
Lu Tianqiong drew his sword against each other.
The next moment, Cen Jiulian's sword hung on Lu Tianqiong's neck at an extremely fast speed.
"Don't force me to kill you. If you lose your life in this ruin, it will not be cost-effective."
Cen Jiulian's voice was extremely cold, and her figure flew out of the ancient city.
When he arrived at a place where no one was around, Cen Jiulian held the Huanchen Sword in his hand, and showed a murderous intent in his eyes, and said to himself: "Gu Yusheng, I dare not kill you in Lucheng. In this secret place, your life is
Mine."ωωw..net
"Hmph, swords are dead, people live. No matter how good the sword is, if you don't meet a good master, you will just be a dark bead."
As soon as Cen Jiulian finished speaking, a strange mockery seemed to come from all directions.
"who!"
Cen Jiulian stood with a sword and looked around.
But at this moment, he felt a sharp pain in his heart, his hands couldn't help but hold his head, and a black air appeared in his body. A figure condensed, faintly appearing, and the other half of his body seemed to be embedded in his abdomen, and that twisted face
With a strong mockery: "With your ability, I'm afraid it's a delusion to kill Gu Yusheng."
"You...what are you? Why are you in my body."
"Did you forget, who pulled you back from the brink of death?"
The demon shadow smiled loudly, and the black shadow suddenly expanded, like a wriggling fluid, opened its huge mouth, and even spit out another reminder of the thin monk.
"It's you?"
Cen Jiulian retreated steadily.
Although the monk in front of him was wearing a cassock, his body emitted a powerful demonic energy, which increased with the wind. His strength was unfathomable and he obviously had the strength of the eight realms.
"Master of Heart-Driving?!"
Cen Jiulian looked horrified and incredible.
At this time, the thin old monk closed his hands together.
"Amitabha, it's not wrong for you to tell me to save my heart. I am a demon's heart and can become a Buddha by making connections. I am the one who saves my heart and I am the one who saves my demon."
"Twin Demons?"
Cen Jiulian suddenly understood something.
"As the Great Brahma Vajra, the master actually secretly contains the inner demon... no... no, the inner demon has no body, how did you do it?"
"Doing things for Lingge, you can do whatever you want."
The demon monk walked towards Cen Jiulian step by step.
"You should have noticed that you are dead. Why can you live because of my existence? You can live. From now on, you have to do something for me."
"What do you want me to do?"
The Demon Monk took out a map and handed it to Cen Jiulian.
"Through this forest, set up a magic circle for the death sacrifice in the depths of the swamp in the south, and follow the above instructions to awaken the souls sleeping in the deep swamp. I want to use their souls to deal with a person who is extremely incomparable.
After that, you can not only regain your life, but also gain insight into countless classics left by the saints.”
"really?"
"Mencius does not lie."
"good!"
Cen Jiulian headed south with her sword.
The moon rises in the dark night.
Deep in the towering mountains in the north of the desert, a group of demon wolves howled around a wolf king.
When the moonlight shone on the eyes of the wolf king, its body gradually became huge, and its limbs gradually transformed into human form. A powerful demonic energy swept across the surrounding demonic wolf, sucking all their qi and blood.
In the fog, a tall man wearing a wolf-headed hat stretched out a wolf claw, and the wolf claws gradually transformed into the appearance of a human hand.
"Is this the real power of the demon clan?"
The tall demon man murmured to himself.
At this time, more than a dozen demonic shadows ran from the mountains.
"Greetings to the Demon King."
"Get up."
The man of the demon clan seemed to adapt to his body, looked up at the rising moon, and a bloodthirsty aura emanated from his body. This person was the demon emperor who was preparing to capture Lucheng, half-demon running wolf!
That night, the old blind man slashed the mountain, and all the demons retreated and fled in panic, and only he remained in Lushan.
"Mr. Demon Emperor, where are we going to find the White Emperor Sword?"
The Demon Emperor of the Wolf looked at the round of Youyue and said, "It's not yet time for the White Emperor Sword to be born. Moreover, even if the White Emperor Sword is born, with the blood of the demon clan, let alone get it, even if you get closer, you will be able to get it.
It immediately turned into a pool of blood, and there was something more important to do than looking for the White Emperor Sword."
A demon general said: "Mr. Demon Emperor, the demon saint Qiulong has instructed us that even if we can't get the White Emperor Sword, it is extremely important to find ten demon swords. If it is too late, it will be caused by people from other demon clans.
Find it."
As soon as the demon general's words fell, a wolf shadow appeared and suddenly bit his neck. The gust of demon blood was sucked cleanly.
This scene scared the other monsters to the point of trembling.
"Demon...Myster Demon King?"
"Who said that I am serving in the Demon Saint of Qiulong? Remember, only the Holy Lord Fulong is the real master of the Great Wild... However, before he becomes the real master, we must clear him of potential threats,
Cut the weeds and roots... The orphans of the Demon Emperor Fox Clan are living in this secret world!"