Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty Two: The Devil's Sword
Until the beautiful figure disappeared without a trace, the Taoist shook his head gently, but there was still a trace of doubt in his eyes, but he did not think too much, and looked up towards the void battlefield.
Due to the suppression of this world, the Supreme Transformation God has reached the limit that he can reach. Even if the Demon Lord in front of him is the incarnation of a big shot in the upper world, he cannot escape the restrictions of heaven and earth after coming to this world. However, even so, the Demon Lord
The terrifying strength is still astonishing. The five sages working together, including the master Lan Yang who came down from the upper world, are no match for the Demon Lord.
Above the void, demonic power spread across the sky, and the rolling demonic energy tore through the sky and the earth, engulfing the five venerables. This situation had almost reached the most critical moment, and even the human venerable who had not recovered from serious injuries was already on the verge of collapse.
Looking like this, it's obvious that he has reached his limit.
"Everyone, the devil is raging, and it's time to activate the last resort we deployed."
Taoist Lanyang's voice was not loud, but there was a hint of determination. The blue true fire burned the void and turned into ferocious fire beasts, roaring and hissing in the direction of the Demon Lord.
"Hehe, the few of us have emptied our family fortunes and tried every means to arrange this "blood-devouring element-gathering demon-slaying formation", isn't it just to activate the magic knife? This demon is so powerful that it is rare in ancient times, but "devouring blood"
The Demonic Sword was obtained from the Immortal Burial Cave. No matter how defiant this demon is, as long as he is still in this world, it is impossible for him to withstand the killing of the Demonic Sword. Unfortunately, this Demonic Sword
The "spirit" has escaped, otherwise it would be even more powerful!"
The Sky-Splitting Demon God's voice was like thunder. At the same time as the voice fell, above the thousands of miles of space covered by blood clouds, a three-foot-long sword stretched across the void. The blade was like a black hole, constantly devouring the power of blood that had been condensed for hundreds of years around it.
The blood lines on the blade are horizontal and unremarkable. Under the cover of the blood cloud, they are faintly visible and cannot be seen clearly.
At the same time as this demon sword appeared, the originally fierce and powerful Demon Lord seemed to be greatly touched. The demon clouds gathered crazily and finally turned into a demon cloud altar, seeming to want to communicate with the existence in the dark.
But everything was too late. From the time this demonic sword appeared, it only took less than a cup of tea to swallow up all the blood and energy gathered in the void like a whale. Before the demon king felt the crisis of life and death,
The demonic cloud condensed into an altar, and when it wanted to communicate with the upper world, a faint blade of light rolled down from the void.
The sword's light was extremely thin, and blood light floated around it, like a red line extending to the end of the line of sight, slashing downwards at an extremely fast speed.
The altar condensed with the true devil's energy looked like paper. As soon as it came into contact, it collapsed. Seeing this, the devil's face darkened, and finally his eyes showed madness. Before the sword could reach his body, it had already expanded rapidly.
The next moment, a violent roar spread in all directions, and it was like a black sun appeared in the void, sweeping wildly in all directions.
In this violent roar, the human lord was first annihilated by flying ashes, leaving no trace; the master Lan Yang at the front also did not escape the misfortune, his soul shattered, and the surrounding blue flames fell directly to the earth; and the sky split
The demon god's body collapsed and his soul was severely damaged, but he still retained the last bit of consciousness.
Except for these three, the Three-Yuan Demon God and the Tiger-Crocodile Demon God were lucky enough to escape because they hid at the end. Seeing the miserable appearance of the Sky-Splitting Demon God, they did not dare to stay for a long time and rolled up the remaining soul of the Sky-Splitting Demon God.
Escape towards the back.
With one slash, he not only killed the powerful Demon Lord, but also killed a hundred thousand demon spirits. At the same time, it left a huge scar that stretched for five million miles on the land of Xiling Demon Continent. After that,
The Sky-Devouring Demon Sword has become a legendary treasure of the demon clan. According to rumors, in order to activate this treasure, five venerables need to join forces and lay out thousands of miles of formation to gather blood, and then use the power of the formation to activate it.
Astonishingly powerful and extremely terrifying.
Seeing this scene, Kong Fei, who had turned into a shadow again, had no expression on his face, but there was still a trace of strange color flowing between his brows. Just as he was about to do something, he saw the three-yuan demon god was about to leave.
The snake head suddenly opened its mouth, and the three different powers of wind, fire, and water condensed into a three-color demonic python that covered the sky and the sun, and twisted towards the Sky-Devouring Demon Sword that was about to disappear in mid-air.
This kind of action really shocked Kong Fei. He didn't know what the demon Wujiang possessed in the false memory wanted to do, so he didn't make any move for a while.
But the next moment, an extremely violent voice came from the depths of the soul, with a hint of unbelievable anger in the voice, "How dare you?!"
At the same time as the voice fell, this memory bubble suddenly shook violently. Immediately, a phantom of the wolf god condensed its true body and appeared in this memory for no reason. Xundu.com
"The Sky-Splitting Demon God?!"
Seeing this, Kong Fei's pupils shrank slightly and he looked around in surprise.
"Bold, dare you seize the treasure of my demon clan?!"
The Sky-Splitting Demon God made a loud sound, like thunder beating a drum, shaking the void. However, Yao Wujiang, who was possessed by the Three-Yuan Demon God, ignored him. The three-color demon python wrapped around the Sky-Eating Demon Sword, rolled it up lightly, and flew back.
, the magic knife fell steadily into his hand, and he swallowed it directly into his belly without even looking at it. At the same time, the appearance of the three-yuan demon god instantly changed drastically, and he transformed into the original form of Yao Wujiang again, with white hair and white wool, a pointed mouth and furry cheeks.
, full of evil spirit and restrained, with a hint of sarcasm in his face.
"The most precious treasure of your demon clan? Hehe, you are not ashamed to say this. Back then, the Hunhai True Ape of the Hai clan entered the Immortal Burial Cave by some unknown means. After taking this magic sword out, he gave it to your demon clan's Holy Master.
.Hmph, if I hadn’t entered the Immortal Burial Cave and suffered heavy injuries, how could I have been killed so easily by Xing Yunzi, the master of Luochen Palace?”
"Hmph, do you want to say that this bloodthirsty magic sword belongs to the True Ape Hunhai? Do you have the blood of the True Ape Hunhai? Why didn't I see it?"
The wolf god in front of him was obviously transformed from the consciousness of the Sky-Splitting Demon God, and was not a false phantom in his memory. His words were clear and coherent.
"Of course I am not a blood descendant of the Hunhai True Ape, but this Heaven-Eating Demonic Sword was originally owned by me. When the Heaven-Eating Demonic Sword broke away from the suppression of the Immortal Burial Cave, I, as a weapon spirit, also gained freedom. Later, I spent all my time
After a lot of hard work, I finally got rid of the shackles, retained a trace of my soul, and invested it in the bones and blood of the demon clan. This is how Yao Wujiang is today! Now I am just getting back my own things. This treasure remains with you demon clan. Seriously
What a waste!"
At the same time as the voice fell, Yao Wujiang opened his mouth wide, and the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Sword fell into his hand again. At this moment, Kong Fei could really see the true appearance of this demonic knife: the whole body was red, and the body was locked with a copper ring, and it was surrounded by extremely complicated...
of blood streaks.
I don’t know what magical powers this Yao Wujiang has. In the memory bubble of the Sky-Splitting Demon God, he can not only automatically restore his original appearance, but also display magical powers. Originally, it required five venerables to join forces to set up a peerless formation and use the power of the formation to condense it.
The Heaven-Eating Devil Sword can be activated directly in the hands of Yao Wujiang. Although it cannot be compared with the sword that just killed the Demon Lord, it can still tear the heaven and earth apart.
Seeing this, the pupils of the Sky-Splitting Demon God suddenly shrank, and then became violent. Just as he was about to take action, a hundred-foot-sized tiger demon figure suddenly appeared in the void, and the blood in his body condensed, turning into a huge bloody fist.
, and fiercely collided with the incoming sword light.
The Yin Biao Demon Ancestor in front of us is the incarnation of Kong Fei. In the dream space, Kong Fei can be said to be an invincible existence. This situation is exactly like this. If it were in the outside world, such a sword that would tear the sky and the earth would cross the sky.
When it was slashed down, even the Master Transformed God would not dare to take advantage of its sharp edge, but here, it could be annihilated by Kong Fei's breath.
The scene at the moment was exactly like this. With a punch, the sword light collapsed, Yao Wujiang's expression changed drastically, and without thinking, Chen Keer, who was wrapped in the condensed ghost body below, tore apart the bubble and turned around to leave.
"Brother Kong Hu, why are you here?"
Ever since he saw Kong Hu's appearance, the Sky-Splitting Demon God had completely forgotten about other things. Even if the treasure was taken away, he had no intention of pursuing it. His eyes were fixed on Kong Hu, his eyes were bright red, and he seemed to have a lot to say.
"After we advanced to the realm of the Demon Infant together, you left without saying goodbye. Where have you been all these years? We have known each other since childhood and have lived and died together. Do you still need to hide anything from me?"
As the Sky-Splitting Demon God spoke, his tone became lower unconsciously.
Seeing this, Kong Hu's eyes moved slightly, and he said with the same sincerity, "Of course I know. Do you still remember the first time we met, when we faced those three ferocious beasts, covered in blood? I once said,
We are partners, and we are brothers, not to mention that we have experienced so many things later... After I advanced to the Demon Infant, my bloodline was invaded by countless residual souls and distracting thoughts, and I stayed in seclusion for hundreds of years. Now that I came here, I also wanted to make peace with you.
You say goodbye, I have decided to cross the endless vast ocean and go to the land of Youzhou in the south. Only there can the hidden dangers in my body be completely resolved!"