That voice was not loud, nor was it hysterical, nor did it contain any murderous intent or intention. It was like a gentle chant in the breeze, like a whisper in the ears, but it spread in all directions, permeating everywhere in the void, completely
It reaches the ears of everyone and every evil god clan.
What is faster than the sound is a force, like a breeze blowing by, like ripples washing away the air.
Everything, everything was passed over, everything was affected.
At that moment, it was as if time had stopped, and the entire huge cave was completely covered, turning into a giant three-dimensional painting.
stop!
solidification!
Just as he was kicking out ten legs, he kicked towards the legs of Yu Wuxia and others, trying to knock them down to their knees. The Evil God Clan warriors were beaten and turned into statues, with their toes far away from the legs of Yu Wuxia and others.
Just an inch.
But at this moment, this tiny inch seems like the end of the world.
The evil prison surrounding Chen Zong still exists, but it cannot stop the spread and coverage of this power.
"What's going on?" Yuan Chongshan's expression changed drastically. He found that the evil prison around him still existed, and his protective power still existed, but he could clearly feel the suppression of a force. That force
Intangible, colorless, shadowless, and substanceless, but impacting from all directions and every angle, it exists everywhere.
Even though his strength was completely restored, he still felt restrained, suppressed and very uncomfortable in front of this force.
Similarly, the Evil God's disciples and the Evil God's High Priest also felt the same way. Although they were not as immobile as other Evil God warriors, they really felt like being suppressed. They only felt that there was heavy pressure around them, making every move they made difficult.
What power is this?
In an instant, the disciples of the Evil God Temple and the High Priest of the Evil God all turned to look at Chen Zong. They could feel that the source of the invisible pressure was none other than the genius of the human race.
Chen Zong, the unparalleled divine sword of the Third Dao of Xinyi Heavenly Palace!
The evil god's high priest was even more surprised and puzzled. Why is this?
It is obvious that the other party has been imprisoned by the evil prison, and his strength should be constantly passing away. Why can he still release such power?
Is it some hidden method?
Is it the power given by the master-level powerhouse of Xinyi Heavenly Palace?
When you think about it, it seems reasonable.
The Evil Prison is indeed very powerful, but it is not unsolvable.
"Go!" The reaction of the Evil God God was extremely quick, and he immediately waved his hand, and the souls of the Evil Gods behind him flew out in an instant, rushing towards the human race's geniuses, trying to seize their bodies.
At this time, it doesn't matter whether you surrender or not. Let's take it first to avoid more unnecessary changes.
"Sword... come!" A clear shout sounded directly, and in an instant, there were sounds like drawing swords one after another, and the long swords screamed, sonorous and powerful, and clear to the ears.
Not the same thing!
Not even ten!
Not even Momochi!
But Qiandao...
The rays of sword light were about one meter long, and the light was extremely dazzling. It was formed by the concentration and condensation of countless sword energies. It was like a divine sword that had been tempered thousands of times and was extremely sharp.
These sword lights have no hilts, are one meter long, and are all sword blades, two fingers wide.
As soon as they appeared, there were hundreds of them, and every sword light flashed with astonishing sharpness, making all the evil gods feel cold all over their bodies, as if they were being cut and torn apart.
"Kill!" The second word rang out, and the sword light flashed, and he immediately killed those souls of the evil gods who were trying to seize their bodies. The power contained in this sword light was very terrifying, and it directly penetrated those souls and killed them.
Generally speaking, even if the soul is hit by a sword, it will not be destroyed directly. At most, it will suffer some damage. Only the power specifically targeted at the soul can severely damage or even kill the soul.
However, the sword light in the sword world can destroy everything and kill everything.
In just an instant, all the souls of the Evil God Clan were penetrated and torn apart by the light of the sword, leaving only sharp sounds and their souls scattered.
"Kill again!" As the sword light roared, like thousands of swords flying towards the sect, they flew from all directions, like a tidal wave, like a vast sea, one after another impacting on the evil prison.
The evil prison is extremely tough. Chen Zong had tried to fight it with the power of divine weapons before, but could not break it.
Now, under the light of thousands of swords, the shockingly powerful evil prison could no longer hold up, and was cut off and shattered one after another. Chen Zong escaped from the trap.
Standing still in the air, thousands of sword lights are suspended in all directions, his eyes are scorching with cold light, his long hair is flying, and his robes are cold, like a god in the sword. That kind of grace penetrates directly into the heart and turns into a brand, even for a group of evil gods.
I have to admit that Chen Zong at this moment is unparalleled, and everyone in the Evil God Temple can't help but feel a feeling called jealousy.
Yuan Chongshan stared, looking dumbfounded.
The prison of evil was just broken.
And Chen Zong looked like a god in the sword. The feeling was indescribable.
"Cut!" As the third word of "cut" sounded, the sword light shot down like a waterfall from the sky, slashing towards Yuan Chongshan. The evil prison outside Yuan Chongshan's body was also chopped to pieces in an instant, and Yuan Chongshan escaped from the trap.
And out.
At this moment, Yuan Chongshan's mood was complicated, extremely complicated.
Originally, he wanted to use his own strength to solve the troubles here. One was to strengthen the prestige of Juyuan Ziji Palace, and the other was to suppress Chen Zong and even Xinyi Tiangong.
Who would have thought that in the end he would capsize, be defeated by the Evil God, and besieged by the Evil Prison. If there were no variables, then when the power of the protective treasure was exhausted, what awaited him would be either death or some other fate.
All in all it's pretty bad.
Now, variables have appeared, but this variable is the most difficult for Yuan Chongshan to accept.
Chen Zong!
The variable turned out to be Chen Zong, whom he regarded as his opponent and the person he wanted to suppress.
Chen Zong's mood was not as complicated as Yuan Chongshan's, and he even didn't think that much at all.
As the sword world unfolds, Chen Zong feels like he is in control of everything and dominates everything.
In this sword world, I am the master, controlling life and death.
The powerful power of the sword world is initially revealed.
Tens of thousands of sword lights were all controlled by Chen Zong and completely controlled.
It seems that it is somewhat similar to the previous use of sword realm, but the essence is different. The sword light in the sword world is like a divine sword. The power of each sword light is extremely terrifying and indestructible.
Even if it is destroyed, it can be condensed again without loss.
According to the description of the inherited sword world, different people may not necessarily practice the same sword world. This is a highly adaptable inheritance that will show different powers according to different individuals.
Chen Zong didn't know what the sword world of Ming Yue Jingfeng, the strongest kendo master in the Middle Ages, was like because he had never seen it.
And now, it is the sword world that belongs to Chen Zong.
The sword energy is endless and the sword light is vast, but this is only the preliminary power.
"Cut!" The moment the fourth word "cut" sounded, the sword light dispersed, like a school of fish in the deep sea, or like a torrential rain, they shot out one after another, covering the entire cave.
Nearly a thousand warriors of the Evil God Clan were suppressed by the terrifying power of the Sword World and were unable to move. Facing this sword light, they had no ability to dodge and could not resist at all.
Kill!
It was just a face-to-face encounter, killing them all and killing them all. Not even their souls could escape. Their souls were scattered and they died.
And the geniuses of the human race are still alive.
The sword light floated up, aimed at, and locked onto the geniuses of the human race who betrayed the human race and surrendered to the evil gods.
Traitors should be killed. This is an iron law, an iron law of emptiness, and everyone must abide by it.
No matter what your reasons are for betraying the human race and betraying the interests of the human race, it is useless. Betrayal is betrayal, betrayal is betrayal, and the reasons are all the same.
"Stop...stop."
"You can't kill me." Ancestor Tianhong panicked, and no longer looked calm.
"I'm not really surrendering, I'm fake, fake surrender, this is a strategy."
The expressions of the traitors changed drastically, and they shouted and defended themselves one after another.
"Yes, I just pretended to surrender. This is a strategy that can divide the evil gods from within and defeat the evil gods."
It seems to be true.
However, Chen Zong can naturally tell the difference between true and false.
Therefore, Chen Zong did not listen to their excuses, they were just insignificant words.
kill!
The sword light shot down and killed him directly.
"How dare you kill me."
"The damn thing."
These people cursed one after another, but in the end, they still could not escape the situation of death.
In the end, among the human race in the entire cave, only those human race geniuses who had neither surrendered nor had their bodies taken away were left. As for the humans who surrendered and had their homes taken away, they all died.
On the side of the Evil God Clan, the only ones left behind are the Evil God’s disciples and the Evil God’s High Priest.
These two people have extremely strong fighting power and extraordinary methods, and Chen Zong cannot kill them directly.
The Sword World is indeed very strong, but it is not infinitely strong. The strength of the Sword World is closely related to the strength of Chen Zong himself. The stronger Chen Zong is, the stronger the Sword World will be.
A series of sword lights locked the followers of the Evil God and the High Priest of the Evil God, preventing them from daring to act rashly for a moment.
fear!
At this moment, Chen Zong felt extremely fearful to the followers of the Evil God Temple and the High Priest of the Evil God.
"Senior sister, you go first." Chen Zong stood in the air. Under the light of the sword, the prisons were broken one after another, and all the human geniuses inside were able to escape.
"Okay." Yu Wuxia took a deep look at Chen Zong and bit her silver teeth. Although the seal in the body was broken and her strength was rapidly recovering, even a complete recovery was of no use. Under the Evil God Temple and the High Priest of the Evil God
It was obviously not something that he and others could compete with.
The saying that there is strength in numbers and that elephants are killed by ants does not exist here. The strong are the strong and the weak are the weak. No matter how many weak there are, even the strong cannot get close. When the strong take action, they will massacre the weak.
Therefore, if they stay, not only will they not be able to help Chen Zong, but they will become a burden. Although they are very reluctant, they can only leave.
The disciples of the Evil God Temple and the High Priest of the Evil God could only watch helplessly as the prodigies of the human race who were captured alive by them retreated one after another. They were very angry, but could not stop them.
"Yuan Chongshan, please leave too." Chen Zong stared away and said unceremoniously.