"Are you Tang Yan? Are you here?" The little golden elephant turned back suddenly, golden light and cold light burst out, and the light of the small body suddenly surged, turning into a golden giant shadow, attacking with the force of an angry fist. At the same time,
The golden scales all over the body are completely taut, the golden light shines, and the body protects tenaciously.
Facing the legendary emperor's son, it was fearless and filled with fighting spirit.
Raid? It’s useless against me! In terms of defense, I rank high in the entire Demon Realm.
But...the secret technique of summoning souls is not a physical attack, but a soul-killing move.
The soul-calling thread penetrated the golden tide and penetrated the little golden elephant, giving its self-confidence a ruthless blow.
At this same moment, the Blood Soul Tree and Huo Ling'er showed their power at the same time. The green fire swept across the entire venue, covering thousands of meters, trapping all the monsters. The Blood Soul Tree turned into thousands of soul threads and blood shears.
, sweeping the entire place with the force of a torrential rain.
"Ugh!" The screams resounded through the space in an instant. From the golden elephant to the ordinary giant python, their souls and blood were severely damaged by this sudden attack, as if a sharp blade had struck their souls, and the severe pain caused them to
They screamed, which made them panic even more.
But in the tide of screams, there was also the laughter of Huo Ling'er and the Blood Soul Tree. The two joined forces to burn and distort the space, so that the space of a thousand meters was trapped, and the screams did not come out at all.
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"There is a road to heaven, but you don't take it. There is no door to hell, so you have to find your own way. You are seeking death on your own, and you can't blame me." After Tang Yan struck him, he took a bye and struck again, bombarding the little golden elephant with the power of destroying the sky.
The little golden elephant's consciousness was tingling and confused, and he hurriedly tried to fight back, but... clang... the piercing sound waves spread across the world, extremely harsh, not only penetrated the green fire field, but also caused the monster beasts in the field to infiltrate.
There was blood and screams.
Rumble, rumble, the ground rumbled, the little golden elephant was blasted into the earth by the Fierce Demon Sword, reaching hundreds of meters below, hitting the underground rock formations, arousing violent trembling sound waves, and even triggering earthquake waves that swept for more than ten miles.
"Click."
"Boom."
Suddenly, more than ten miles of mountains were turbulent. The ground was moving, the mountains were shaking, and the cracks originating from the ground continued to spread. Some expanded underground, and some directly tore the ground apart, as if the gods were angry and stamped on the earth.
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The sudden and violent scene alarmed the beasts from all sides, and their cold, sharp, or arrogant gazes all gathered here. With the outbreak of this seismic wave, the mountains with a radius of more than ten kilometers became relatively quiet.
Roar! The little golden elephant roared underground and ran rampant in pain. Its ability to adapt and recover was much faster than expected, much faster.
All the saints in the Demon Realm have absolutely no false reputation.
The half-meter body expanded rapidly, and the violent aura surged along with it, as if some kind of evil was awakening. The golden elephant bloomed with dazzling golden light, and the golden light tide was like thousands of golden needles, containing the power of destruction, rushing into the ground and shattering the rock formations.
Tang Yan followed closely, passed through the pit and reached the ground, opened his mouth wide, and the essence of the sky fire gathered in the mouth, and was quickly pressed into a cyan 'fire slurry', exuding a blazing high temperature that melted the space, and sprayed towards the little golden elephant.
Long Kui’s skill—Dragon Breath!
The fire slurry was like a fist, slamming into the golden elephant. Although the dazzling and thick golden light was overbearing, piercing the space and shattering everything, it was unable to stop the heavy blow of the dragon's breath. In the blink of an eye, it crossed the light tide and hit heavily.
The golden elephant's back.
The golden elephant scales were tough and said to be unbreakable by ten thousand soldiers, but in front of the dragon's breath gathered by the essence of sky fire, they were melted completely like paper, incinerated with flesh, flesh and bones, and fell into the abdominal cavity.
Then, the dragon's breath exploded violently, turning into endless green fire, rushing into the golden elephant's body.
How powerful is Long Kui's secret skill combined with the power of heavenly fire?
Perhaps this is Tang Yan’s real killer move now?
The golden elephant screamed in agony, the cry was shrill and shrill, like a ghost's howl. The swelling body twitched violently, and the golden light wave immediately lost control, killing in a chaotic and indiscriminate manner.
Tang Yan didn't give it a chance to resist, and he didn't have any more time to struggle. He dragged it directly into the new world and landed where the Evil Ancestor was entrenched: "Ancestor, take care of it!"
This golden elephant doesn't look like a mortal thing. It was able to fight back after being bombarded by Soul-Slaying and Sky-Banging, and it also didn't die after being swallowed by Dragon's Breath. However, the Immortal also had its skin peeled off, and the Evil Ancestor should be able to handle it.
"You thief! Do you think I have nothing to do?" Evil Ancestor yelled.
But the golden elephant has gone berserk, and the golden light tide has completely exploded, like a scorching sun falling in hell. Tens of thousands of rays of light have dispersed the darkness, tearing apart all ghosts. Even the ghost mountains and the earth have been penetrated by the light tide and turned into dust.
It's so powerful that it's terrifying.
The body of the golden elephant was also expanding, reaching a height of tens of feet. The roar of the elephant shook the heavens and the earth, and a violent aura rushed into hell, even the ghost masters from all sides were alarmed.
Evil Ancestor felt the threat and took it seriously.
In the outside world, Huo Ling'er and the Blood Soul Tree controlled the herd of beasts that were running out of control. However, the tide of beasts was too huge. The two little guys were so busy that they couldn't swallow much for a while, but they were able to control the beasts.
The beast bought Tang Yan valuable time to subdue the golden elephant.
"Let's go, let's go. The beast tide has alarmed us. Get out of here first, otherwise we won't be able to leave today." Tang Yan swallowed hundreds of beasts like a whale, leaving no one behind, and evacuated at full speed.
However……
Clang!
The sound of a clanging sound was earth-shattering, reverberating under the ground and stirring up the mountains and fields. It was deafening, extremely harsh, and extremely hard. There was no warning, but it shook people's hearts and stirred their blood.
Tang Yan stopped suddenly and looked back at the mountains and fields, his brows furrowed in surprise and joy.
Clang!! The sound of clanging is heard again, more brittle and tenacious.
This time Tang Yan could hear clearly. The sound originated from the earth, right under his feet.
As the clanging sound spread and reverberated, a very obscure and ferocious aura surged across the ground beneath his feet, as if something had been awakened or something had been summoned.
"A vicious sword? Is there really a vicious sword here?" After Tang Yan was startled, he thrust his hands into the ground and withdrew all the green fire.
Feeling it for a moment, the sword power that filled the world quickly shrunk, and along with it, the hostility was dissipating.
Sure enough, the most brutal method worked.
The green fire melted the earth and awakened the heavy earth sword left by Matthews.
In other words, there is probably a vicious sword underground or nearby, and there is more than one.
"Wait patiently for a while. I will come back and find your master together then." Tang Yan retreated for the time being to avoid contact with the beast tide.
There was a riot in the Demon Realm, and there were tens of thousands of beasts. He couldn't kill them all, and he couldn't reveal his identity.
Somewhere in the north-central part of the Demonic Realm, a special team was sprinting forward in the deep mountains and rainforests. They were very fast and fearless. The chaotic beast tide and chaotic environment did not bring resistance to their actions. The team moved forward at full speed, even
Yu seemed anxious.
The team's lineup was small, with only six people, all covered in black cloaks. Black mist emitted from the inside out, and the cover was so tight that their appearance was almost invisible.
The mist was like ink, trying its best to suppress the escape of their terrifying aura.
But while running fast, one of them suddenly stopped.
"What are you doing! Do you want to escape again?"
"You don't know whether to live or die, can you escape?"
The other five people stopped in response and immediately dispersed around, surrounding him.
The man slowly raised his head, revealing a pale face in the gloom, covered in blood and pale, with a messy and heavy breath, as if he had been tortured and mutilated. But his eyes were as sharp as swords, bright and tough, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.
Stubborn and strong.
It’s Matthews?!
"Hurry up and lead the way, otherwise your life will be worse than death." One person scolded.
Matthews stared into the depths of the jungle, his eyebrows furrowed, but he didn't answer.
"You have no way to survive. You can't keep the Seven Killing Sword at all."
"If you don't want to become a puppet of the walking dead and be controlled by our spiritual tribe, just offer the Seven Killing Sword honestly. Then we can consider giving you a happy death."
"Before, you always gave random directions, but this time I brought you out directly. If you dare to play tricks again, don't blame us for not reminding you."
"Don't think that you will have a chance to escape if you enter the Demon Realm. Even if the sky falls, your life will not be able to escape our hands. This is the last reminder, lead the way immediately."
"Stop dawdling and let's go!"
The five men in black robes shouted in unison, their voices stern, and the clatter of chains could be heard under the robes, threatening Matthews and urging him to speed up.
They were from the Eldar Tribe and had unexpectedly encountered Matthews during a pursuit three months ago. The pursuit lasted for a whole month, eventually blocking him deep in the Demon Realm and cutting off his way south.
After a fierce battle, Matthews was successfully captured.
I thought it was a great achievement, but something strange happened - the Seven Kills Sword was in good condition, but it was missing three handles, namely the Heavy Earth Sword, the Green Wood Sword, and the Purple Death Sword.
During the fierce battle, they witnessed Matthews using the seven killing swords. They saw the power and paid the price, but why did they lose three swords in the end?
The most embarrassing thing is that they only found out after they escorted Matthews back to the tribe. Their original intention was to dismantle Matthews alive in front of the top management, release the seven fierce swords, and regain the power of the past, but who could have imagined that there were only four swords?
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This made the patriarch angry, as a meritorious service turned into a serious crime.
They tortured him with words and deeds, and tried every means, but Matthews' mouth was actually harder than his sword. Even if his soul was corroded and he was tortured to the point of screaming, he could not pull out the clues.
In two whole months, Matthews only let go five times. He let go under the torture that he could not hold on, but he revealed the place where the sword was hidden. However, according to the direction pointed by Matthews, the team sent by the Spirit Clan did not respond at all.
No trace of the murderous sword could be found.
Forced to have no choice, they were ordered by the Spirit Emperor to escort Matthews away from the tribe and went to the scene of the incident in person. This time, the top management issued a strict order to bring back the killing sword no matter what, otherwise the five of them would die without a burial.