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4363--Andrew Dionysus Sword Curse

The light of the sword stretched across thousands of miles in the sky, the fist pushed across the wasteland, blazing divine flowers burst out, the blood of demon saints and wizard gods continued to splash, and all kinds of broken limbs fell like rain.

"Evil Emperor, how could I be defeated in your hands?"

The Demon Saint roared angrily, and his eyes glowed with golden light, transforming into pale golden vertical pupils. The golden demon pupils of his natal magical power were activated, allowing the Demon Saint to complete the transformation into an inhuman state.

It's a pity that the Golden Demonic Eyes no longer pose any threat to Chen Xuan.

As new flesh and blood and beasts continued to emerge from the demon saint's body, accumulating into a fusion of dragons, phoenixes, unicorns and other ancient beasts, Chen Xuan stood in the distance and watched coldly.

"True spiritual visions, doesn't this evil emperor know how to do it?"

Chen Xuan had dealt with many kinds of true spirits and beasts, and later jointly deduced the Great Dao. Top demon true spirits such as Yuan Wufeng, Xiao Lan, and Yuncheng all helped Chen Xuan to understand the Great Dao of Demons.

When Chen Xuan slowly closed his eyes, the whole body evolved into the real spiritual vision of the Mysterious God, which was more exquisite than the Demon Saint, including the Ancient Thunder Dragon, the Primordial Ape Tribe, the Dapeng Golden-winged Eagle, the Four Immortals, the Ice Phoenix, the Western Thunder God, and other imaginary phenomena.

Shadows appeared one after another, divine light surged, and chaos surged, exuding surging divine power one after another, suppressing all the strange phenomena of the demon saint's evolution.

Chen Xuan deliberately displayed his various magical powers in front of the twelve stone statues of ancestral witches, just to let the will of the ancestral witches witness his appearance as a human ancestor.

"Evil Emperor, there is no way my glorious life will end in your hands!"

The witch god let out a furious shout, and he performed a great witchcraft secret. Divine chains like black snakes appeared between the sky and the earth, binding Chen Xuan's hands and feet.

"You and the Demon Saint are just remnants of the old era. There is no place for you in the Happy Era. Don't look back on the road to hell!"

Chen Xuan yelled with domineering force, inspiring the Ancient Dragon Emperor's divine thunder to fuse the witchcraft divine chains one after another.

The next moment, power, martial arts, swordsmanship, thunder, yin and yang, void, time, witchcraft, metal, wood, water, fire and earth, wind, blood, soul and phantom sounds... countless ultimate avenues were performed by Chen Xuan, extremely brilliant, gorgeous and gorgeous,

Illuminating the heaven and earth and the stars, it resonates and intersects with all the laws and powers of the prehistoric world, forming a series of peerless divine stories.

These divine chapters are Chen Xuan's own Dharma and his own way. They are infinitely mysterious, ever-changing, and free and easy as he pleases.

The Demon Saint and the Witch God were completely stunned. The two divine masters could not imagine that Chen Xuan had reached such an unfathomable state. They were not fighting a human saint king. At this moment, Chen Xuan was like a man in heaven and earth.

The Lord, the King of the Universe, is so powerful that it is unrivaled.

One sword, one punch, containing countless ultimate powers, shattering the origins of the Demon Saint and the Witch God.

The Wu Shen's life Gu Wusheng Jizo instantly turned into powder. He was hit by a huge fist seal, and his whole body was bleeding. He hit one of the Wu Clan stone statues and fell straight down. He was unable to even perform basic escape techniques.

The situation of the Demon Saint was even worse than that of the Witch God. His head was cut off by Chen Xuan's sword and flew away.

The head let out a scream and was about to be picked up after being absorbed by the demon saint's body. A blue-gold electric light came across the sky, causing the head to crackle and fall into the sky.

With only the body of the demon saint left, he and the wizard god must consume their essence and activate the secret escape to escape.

But it was too late.

Swords rained, the heaven and earth divine lights flashed, the physical bodies and souls of the two great gods were destroyed, and they were completely killed by Chen Xuan.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Xuan activated the power of the Divine Lord to absorb the remaining wishes of the believers of the Demon Saint and the Witch God.

It turns out that the deal the two major gods made with Yu Kong was at the cost of giving away a large amount of wish power.

Therefore, Chen Xuan did not absorb much wish power.

Of course, Chen Xuan didn't care too much.

After settling some grudges, the knot in the mind of the fall of the Great Xia Dynasty was finally resolved.

There are fewer and fewer avenues and rules of cause and effect that can restrain Chen Xuan in this world.

The twelve stone statues of ancestral witches all exuded the aura of chaos, and the ancestral witch statue of Emperor Jiang in the middle made an ancient and majestic voice: "Evil Emperor Chen Xuan, you have been recognized by our twelve ancestral witches; if you want to get our inheritance, you must

First, make an oath to heaven, and from now on, reviving the witch clan will be your top priority."

"Did you misunderstand something?"

Chen Xuan's tone was a bit cold, overbearing and ruthless, "Twelve Ancestral Witches, you must understand one thing. If you don't hand over the supreme inheritance of the Wu Clan to this evil emperor, your Wu Clan will completely cut off the inheritance, and future generations will be buried and exterminated. You

You can’t even keep the stone statue, but you still want to try to drive away this evil emperor?”

"you!"

The will of the twelve ancestral witches shouted in succession.

Chen Xuan let them scold them and ignored them.

Soon, all twelve voices stopped, which meant that the twelve ancestral witches had compromised.

"Evil Emperor, we can see the eternal destiny you carry. We hope that the inheritance of the witch clan will not crush you. You have hope of surpassing your human ancestors."

Di Jiang gave Chen Xuan high praise. As soon as he finished speaking, twelve rays of magical light containing the essence of the universe shot out from the stone statue and merged into Chen Xuan's body, sending Chen Xuan flying back several meters.

Chen Xuan's expression remained unchanged and he carried on the legacy of the Twelve Ancestral Witches without any pressure.

Fusing the Divine Sand of Time and the twelve origins of Pangu, Chen Xuan now has a deeper grasp of the ultimate mystery of the universe.

If you go back and study in seclusion, you may be able to find out the secret of how the Burial Immortal, as the source of darkness, remains immortal.

The ancient characters of human beings were not found during the first time travel. Chen Xuan did not intend to stay too long and directly inspired the "Book of Time" and disappeared into the ruins of the Wu clan's territory.

When Chen Xuan returned to Taiyin Shenxu.

The farthest reaches of darkness, on top of the highest altar.

Next to the emperor's coffin, which had a deep and vast aura, Dugu Ye was drunk like mud.

The ground was full of empty wine bottles, scattered everywhere.

"Wine, wine..." Dugu Ye was drunk and his eyes were hazy, and his speech was slurred.

With every move he made, he naturally performed a brand-new true meaning of swordsmanship, and his power was extremely terrifying and unpredictable.

"Old man Dugu, we have brought you famous wines from the Starry Sky, Ten Thousand Realms, and the Seven Epochs over the years. You haven't had enough. Do you really think we will continue to serve you?"

Dou Wushe walked up from the steps with an angry look on his face.

However, seeing the faint sword light in the vacuum, Dou Wushe had to restrain his anger.

In just over a thousand years, Dugu Ye's aura has surpassed that of Dou Wushe, the Seventh Epoch Saint King.

"Here comes the wine!"

Dugu Ye suddenly raised his finger, and a peerless sword intent that killed gods and demons penetrated the wall of the dark realm and sank into the depths of the starry sky.

"You" Dou Wushe was about to reprimand again when he was stopped by the Holy King of Seven Sins.

"Dugu Sword God, you are creating a new magical sword skill, aren't you?"

The seven sins have already been revealed.

"Hehe, I've even thought of a name for the sword technique."

Dugu Ye said, with a bright and blazing look reflected in his eyes.

"It's called..."Bacchus Sword Curse"!"




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