The eighteenth devil of the Wujian Demon Sect finally died. His hands were covered with blood. He had killed countless fourth realms, and many of them were geniuses on the list of gods. The most powerful ones were of course
He is the number one genius of Luofu Mountain, and he was once ranked ninth on the list of gods.
But now, he is dead, killed by the peerless swordsman who is number one on the list of gods.
Although Chen Zong successfully killed the opponent, this battle was not easy. In the end, he had to use the Sky Light Sword Drawing Technique to succeed. In other words, Chen Zong used all his strength.
The strength of this Infernal Demon is not inferior to that of the God of Destruction.
Moreover, the opponent is the eighteenth devil. In other words, there are at least seventeen devils of Wujian Devil, maybe more.
If every demon was so capable, the Infinite Demon Sect would indeed be very terrifying.
Another point is that the other party is about to self-destruct in an attempt to take Chen Zong's back, but it will take some time for self-destruction. The other party is trying to use words to interfere with Chen Zong, but Chen Zong's perception is extremely keen, and he notices it and interrupts it without hesitation.
, behead.
However, after the execution, something unexpected happened. The magic patterns on the opponent's body actually took hold and turned into a strange pattern, which flew directly towards Chen Zong and landed on Chen Zong's arm, shaped like a brand.
Chen Zong used his own power, but couldn't get rid of it.
Although he didn't feel any threat, Chen Zong didn't think that such a thing would be of any benefit to him. He could only suppress it for the time being and wait until he left here before asking the emperor-level experts from the Tianjian Army to see if they could take it down.
Get rid of it. If that doesn't work, then you have to go to the elders.
After collecting Wujian Mozi's storage artifact, Chen Zong didn't look much at it, and quickly ran the God and Demon Sword Code to restore his own power. The God and Demon Sword Code can absorb various types of power, even the death energy here.
He is very clever and domineering, so in a place like this, Chen Zong's retreat will not be affected at all.
All in all, with the God and Demon Sword Code in his possession, no matter what the environment is, no matter what kind of power is surrounding him, Chen Zong can use this superb skill to absorb, refine and transform it into his own.
strength.
After recovering his strength, Chen Zong led his team members to continue searching for the undead.
Previously, the strong men from the seventh and sixth realms entered first and had already killed all the strong men among the undead. Even if they had not killed them all, they were still being pursued, and this was the periphery of the undead.
The strength is not that strong, mainly in the fourth realm, and some of them are in the fifth realm.
When the undead in the fourth realm encounter Chen Zong's team, they are immediately pushed aside.
For Chen Zong, killing the undead in the fourth realm does not consume much power at all, and the God and Demon Sword Code is running all the time, and the power consumed will be recovered in the shortest time.
Not long after, Chen Zong's team encountered another group of undead, including walking corpses and remnant souls, as well as undead experts from the interdimensional universe, and even undead from the fifth realm.
war!
kill!
He immediately set up a thirty-three-day fencing array, fully combining everyone's strength and exerting even more tyrannical power.
Incomparable killing!
Thirty-three sword lights were extremely brilliant, and under the continuous killing, it was like a storm, strangulation crazy, even the undead in the fifth realm could not resist, and were strangled quickly, because Chen Zong
His strength is strong enough to kill the undead in the fifth realm alone.
When all the undead were killed, everyone took out the elixirs and refined them to restore their strength. Chen Zong was also recovering his strength. Although he did not consume a lot of strength just now, he always ensured that his strength was at its peak.
, very necessary.
Just for an instant, a touch of darkness spread quietly, covering everyone unconsciously. Except for Chen Zong, no one was aware of it at all. After all, it was very dark here, and it would not be surprising if it was a little darker.
of.
Chen Zong felt it in an instant. The appearance of this darkness was very natural, but it gave him a feeling of danger.
Danger is coming.
In an instant, Chen Zong felt as if his hair was exploding, and the center of his eyebrows was about to explode. Without any hesitation, Chen Zong's figure flashed, and at the same time, a faint light appeared. The light was as thin as a cow's hair, but
Carrying a terrifying murderous intention, it penetrated directly into Chen Zong's eyebrows.
Fortunately, Chen Zong reacted quickly enough and dodged in time enough. What was pierced was only an afterimage, just like a real afterimage.
If he had been slower for a breath, the center of his eyebrow would have been truly pierced. Chen Zong was not sure whether he could survive. That blow was too insidious and terrifying. The power was so cold that it seemed to freeze the soul.
of.
After avoiding it, Chen Zong tried to fight back, but found that he couldn't find the target.
The fatal blow just now seemed to be fake, like an illusion, but Chen Zong could be sure that it was definitely not an illusion, but a real, very terrifying blow.
I just don’t know why, but after he dodged the fatal blow, the attacker seemed to have disappeared, as if he had never appeared.
"Get away, everyone." Chen Zong shouted while using all his strength to sense all the fluctuations around him.
"Those who kill my holy sect, you are doomed." Erratic voices suddenly sounded from all directions, reaching Chen Zong's ears like a ghost, and Chen Zong immediately knew the identity of the other person, a member of the Wujian Demon Sect.
People from the Wujian Demon Sect have always called themselves the Holy Sect.
Darkness filled the air, and suddenly, a mysterious wave struck, stabbing Chen Zong again, this time to the back of Chen Zong's head. The speed was extremely fast, and the angle was extremely tricky, and he didn't know where it came from.
Attack.
When Chen Zong avoided it again, the opponent's blow hit the center of the eyebrow from another direction.
It turns out that the blow to the back of the head was just a feint, and this blow was the real killing move.
It's fast and mysterious, and it's impossible to prevent it. Even if Chen Zong's perception is super strong, he still feels tired and tired of dealing with it.
If it were someone whose perception was not as good as his own, there would be no way to avoid the opponent's assassination.
Pulling out the sword, the sword light suddenly shone, and it was slashed out instantly, directly cutting through the opponent's body. In other words, it was a phantom, a fleeting phantom, but it was captured by Chen Zong.
But at the moment of the slash, Chen Zong could clearly feel that he had not hit the opponent. The shadow was like an illusion.
"Your attacks are ineffective against this Holy Son." The mysterious voice sounded again, reaching his ears from all directions with difficulty in distinguishing the direction.
"What kind of devil are you?" Chen Zong's heart moved and he asked immediately.
Not long ago, an eighteenth devil was killed, and another devil came.
"I am the Seventeenth Holy Son." The mysterious and erratic voice responded, and another assassination came. Just in an instant, four illusory figures appeared. The four figures were all covered in black robes, as if they were somewhere between reality and reality.
, elusive, and its breath is equally difficult to sense.
kill!
Four figures came to kill in an instant, giving Chen Zong the feeling that they were all fake, but they were all real. They would turn reality into reality in an instant, but if he fought back, reality would turn into fiction again.
This is like an enemy that can be seen and touched, even more difficult to deal with than the previous Eighteen Demons.
Four illusory figures came to attack, but they all failed and disappeared. Then, eight illusory figures appeared and attacked again. Chen Zong swung his sword, resisted and crushed them in an instant.
Sixteen illusory figures are coming!
Thirty-two figures are coming!
Sixty-four figures are coming!
One hundred and eight figures are coming!
In all directions, there are black-robed phantoms, densely packed like ghosts and ghosts, constantly attacking and killing. They are constantly switching and alternating between the virtual and the real. It is difficult to distinguish between true and false. When you think it is false, it will change.
If it comes true, it will deliver a decisive blow, but when you think it is true and try your best to resist, it will turn out to be false again, making your efforts in vain.
Chen Zong looked solemn, raising his perception to the extreme. With a sword in his hand, no matter what attack you perform, you will not be able to break through the defense of this sword. The sword is like a Hunyuan, completely indestructible.
Under the superb defensive swordsmanship, all attacks by the Seventeen Devils of the Infernal Demon Sect were resisted by Chen Zong. They were unable to truly break through the defense of the sword circle and injure Chen Zong at all.
In an instant, one hundred and eight illusory demonic figures condensed in an instant, turning into an extremely solid black-robed demonic figure, which flew directly over, silently and extremely fast, as if it had traveled through the gap in time.
It directly passed over Chen Zong's body.
quick!
That moment was extremely fast, and what shocked Chen Zong was that it seemed to contain the secret of the way of time.
An eighteenth devil's boxing technique contains the secret of the way of space, and a seventeenth devil's attack also contains the mystery of the way of time. This makes Chen Zong more and more curious about the Wujian Demonic Sect, and he becomes more and more interested in it.
Afraid.
When the demonic shadow passed over his body, Chen Zong could not dodge. He only felt extremely cold all over his body, and an indescribable heaviness came over him. His body seemed to weigh more than ten thousand pounds, and it was very blocked, as if it had been forced.
It was as if a huge boulder had been shoved into it, and the vision was getting black and dark, as if it was about to fall into an infinite abyss, and its consciousness was sinking.
In an instant, divine will and sword intent erupted simultaneously. Under the extremely terrifying power, the dark and cold feeling was shattered in an instant. Chen Zong vaguely heard a shrill howl, as if he had suffered some serious injury.
Similar.
The next breath, Chen Zong felt that the heavy blockage in his body suddenly disappeared, and bursts of relief emerged for no reason. His whole body seemed to fly up, and his consciousness that was almost sinking into the abyss returned to his body. This feeling
, very beautiful.
Escaped!
Chen Zong could feel that the crisis had disappeared, and he could not feel the slightest breath of the other party around him. In other words, the seventeen devils of the Wujian Demon Sect had left. Perhaps they had just been traumatized and did not dare to deal with Chen Zong anymore, for fear that
If the injury worsens, Chen Zong may kill him if he doesn't do well.
Therefore, we can only escape first.
"Next, I will act separately from you." Chen Zong said to the team members: "With your strength, as long as you are careful and join forces, don't take too many risks. You should be able to protect yourself."