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Chapter 58: Goku's Magical Skill: Entering the Monster's Body

On the occasion of the battle outside Nanzhao, in a small village five hundred miles away, a pale and thin man was lying sideways under an ordinary tree, looking at the leaves above.

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His hair hung down, covering his left eye, but the exposed right eye was so focused, as if this leaf that can be seen everywhere is the most beautiful thing in the world and has unparalleled attraction.

"You can know the world by observing a leaf. Ye Yi, you are becoming more and more powerful as a observer of the sky."

At this moment, Miyamoto Ryuichi's voice sounded from behind. He was still dressed as a Japanese samurai, but one of his right arms was broken. Instead, he held a demon sword in his left hand and looked at the thin man.

"Are you coming down too?"

The thin man was a little surprised. His body moved slightly and his hair rose, revealing his covered left eye.

Different from the calm face, the left eye was full of malice, distortion and hysteria, just like another person.

A man who was showing off his power over Nanzhao and was being tortured.

"Of course, the Evil Sword Immortal's rebellion has had a huge impact on us. Even the two elders Xuan Ming who are greedy for life and fear of death have come down. Naturally, I have to come back and have a walk again."

Miyamoto Ryuichi raised his right shoulder slightly, flicking his empty sleeves gently, and looked at Ye Yi's left eye: "How does it feel to control Chang Hao? How long will it take for Heaven to find out?"

"God's way, it will never be discovered..."

The light flashed in Ye Yi's hand, and an apple-sized candy appeared. He stuffed it into his mouth, his cheeks suddenly swelled, and his right eye narrowed slightly, showing a look of enjoyment.

But in this way, the contrast between his big and small eyes is more obvious, like a splicing of human faces, making it look even more weird and terrifying.

When Miyamoto Takashi heard this, he couldn't believe it: "Why can't you find it? Is it because you took advantage of a loophole controlled by the Evil Sword Fairy and grafted your spirit onto it? Would you still have this effect in another world?"

Control, like disguise replacement, is all about fearing the traceability of the world's will. However, this time Ye Yi's manipulation of Chang Hao seems to have broken this inherent habit, which is why Miyamoto Ryuichi is so eager to inquire about the principle.

However, he did not expect that Ye Yi's next answer would be a hundred times more shocking than this surprise: "I don't have that ability. It's the adjustment of the main temple's strategy that gives me more controllable 'source power' and control."

Chang Hao is a piece of cake. Maybe soon, after we enter the world of the heavens, we can all have a reasonable plot identity and temporarily replace the activities of a certain plot character!"

Miyamoto Takashi's pupils shrank and he raised the corners of his mouth: "That's it, that's great. The heavens will no longer be our opponents, and they will definitely be at our mercy!"

Ye Yi opened his right eye and looked at him with a half-smile: "Are you worried that after the main temple defeats the heavens, the reincarnators will be abandoned?"

Miyamoto Takashi shook his head: "I never think about such meaningless things."

Ye shouted: "I don't want to either, but I think the heavens are not that easy to fail. The main temple's doing this just proves that it no longer has the overwhelming advantage before, and must create greater opportunities for the reincarnations to defeat them."

Heavens, that's why this iron rooster is willing to pluck its feathers and give us the 'original power' that was previously tightly covered. Let the two sides fight. The harder the fight, the better our lives will be... Huh?"

Halfway through his words, he stopped abruptly.

His left eye, which was in sync with Chang Hao, showed a look of fear.

"Demon Suppressing Sword?"



"Asking for the Patriarch's sword? It's a joke!"

Outside Nanzhao, Chang Hao laughed angrily when he heard what the junior in front of him said. It was full of absurdity.

As an elder, he naturally knows that the Patriarch's sword is a divine weapon and demon-suppressing sword, possessing the vast power to slay the demon emperor.

Not to mention that this divine sword was lost ten years ago, even if it reappeared, how could it be the turn of this so-called drunkard?

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Chang Hao discovered that a small point of light shone on the horizon in the distance.

The light spot was undetectable at first, then rapidly enlarged, and a rumbling sound of thunder was heard.

Thousands of miles away, along the way, the white clouds in the sky were torn in half by the extremely fast sword speed just as they tried to get out of the way.

They could only watch as their other half floated to the other side, separated by a long-lasting sword mark, so close to each other.

(??????????)~丨~(??????????)

Soon after, Huang Shang's fingers kept protruding, and a silver-white divine sword suddenly appeared, buzzing, revealing the joy of reunion after a long separation.

"The Patriarch...is it really the Patriarch's sword?"

Looking at this divine sword, Chang Hao was stunned.

For Shushan disciples, the Demon-Suppressing Sword is not the sword of the god general Feipeng in ancient times, but the sword of Taiqing, the first master of Shushan.

The next leader.

It wasn't until three hundred years ago that in order to kill the overly powerful Heavenly Demon Emperor, he had no choice but to lose it at the bottom of the Demon Locking Tower.

But every elder knows the records of the Demon Suppressing Sword.

After all, who wouldn’t want to be the leader?

So immediately after, Chang Hao woke up from a dream and bowed to the Demon Suppressing Sword: "Please give me the Divine Sword!"

Although he saw that the divine sword was summoned by this junior, in his old-fashioned thinking, this divine sword was still the master's token.

At this time, the leader is not here, so it is his turn in terms of seniority.

Because he is not only an elder, but he was also appointed as the Zhenwu Elder not long ago, ranking first among the four elders and the second most powerful person under the leader.

It is no exaggeration to say that when the leader abdicates, the person most qualified to take over should be him.

Believe that the divine sword has spirit...

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Chang Hao suddenly heard an impatient voice: "Are you finally willing to come over?"

Chang Hao raised his head in disbelief and saw the junior saying to the Demon Suppressing Sword: "You have been letting out your aura recently and asking me to go to the East China Sea. Why are you urging me? Don't you see that I am busy?"

The Demon Suppressing Sword is indeed psychic. When I heard it, I immediately became angry. I couldn't stand it. The sword was about to fly away as soon as it swung.

Chang Hao was ecstatic in his heart and bowed again, bending even lower: "Please give me the divine sword!"

But the demon-suppressing sword flew for several miles, and when Huang Shang didn't leave it alone, he turned back aggrievedly, the sword trembling slightly.

Demon Suppressing Sword: ヽ(′o`;

Chang Hao:(▼Dan▼)

What made him grit his teeth the most was the junior's attitude towards the Divine Sword, which showed no respect at all: "Stop being so petty, I know what you want. When things happen in Nanzhao, I will go to the East China Sea, okay?"

Demon Suppressing Sword:(???w???)

Forgive you, hum!

Chang Hao:(#▼盘▼#)

Grass!

Why?

For no reason, it has been at least ten years since I held the demon-suppressing sword again in the world's timeline.

But from Huang Shang's timeline, this happened not long ago, and the sword in his hand was scarred, and it had obviously gone through many arduous battles.

He practiced again, and his flow became unobstructed. The Dionysus behind him rippled slightly, holding a wine gourd in one hand, and the other hand holding a divine sword that pointed at the sky and the sky, cracking the earth, and the extremely sharp sword energy.

There is no distance to reach.

The god of wine and the god of swords merge...

Wine and Sword God!

The sword points at Chang Hao!

"Suffer death!"

These three words seemed to be a declaration to Chang Hao, but they seemed to travel through the void and pierce into Ye Yi's heart.

The sky-watcher's expression suddenly changed, and he began to crazily stimulate Chang Hao's mind.

"Junior! Come and die!"

Chang Hao's eyes revealed all the hatred.

He felt that he had been insulted, the rules of Shushan that he respected had been insulted, and even the Demon Suppressing Sword, the divine sword that symbolized the authority of Shushan, had been insulted.

Such hatred will never stop.

So along with the roar, the surrounding spiritual energy rolled like waves, instantly gathered into a ball, and turned into a thick five-fingered body, rising up into the sky.

The big old hand made a circle in the sky, and then moved downwards. In a moment, a clear boundary was drawn within a radius of ten miles.

"Draw the ground as a prison!"

This is Chang Hao's original magic technique, which vividly displays sixty years of Taoism, marks out a territory, and takes control.

Here, only what he thinks is good will exist, and what he thinks is wrong will be erased.

Say one thing and rule the living beings.

"It's a bit like the absolute realm, but it's a pity that your heart is too narrow..."

As soon as Huang Shang's sword intention moved, the long sword light was like a shower of rain, washing over in a mighty force.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of deafening clanging sounds were heard, and the boundaries of the prison began to fluctuate crazily.

Almost in the blink of an eye, this airtight cage was like a piece of glass that had been hit by stones. It was covered with dense cracks and was about to fall apart before your very eyes.

"How is that possible!"

Chang Hao's voice sounded in disbelief. He couldn't accept the fact that he was about to lose the moment he met him.

In fact, no matter how strong Chang Hao's own cultivation is, facing a man who is infinitely close to the realm of a sword god and holding an ancient divine weapon, the outcome is already doomed.

Even Huang Shang didn't use his full strength against Chang Hao. The sharp sword intent was mainly aimed at the reincarnations who invaded Chang Hao's sea of ​​consciousness.

Whoosh!

Ye Yi, who was a hundred miles away from here, suddenly closed his left eye.

Even so, a sword energy still crossed time and space and emerged from under his eyelids.

However, before the sword energy could cause real damage, Miyamoto Takashi held the demon sword Muramasa in his left hand and swung it down at a weird angle. It passed over his eyelashes and was like the wind blowing. He eliminated the sword energy with incredible control.

invisible.

"Drunken Sword Immortal?"

Although the offensive was defused, Miyamoto Ryuichi immediately realized from the counterattack from the sword energy that this was a difficult opponent.

"This guy is transforming Nanzhao and preventing the water monster from going crazy. It is God's will that he will become a serious problem for us!"

Ye Yi made a decisive decision and opened his left eye again, keeping pace with Chang Hao.

At this time, Chang Hao was already an abandoned son, and his real target became Huang Shang.

Taking advantage of Miyamoto Ryuichi's presence, combine the power of the two divine descendants to kill the Sake Sword Immortal directly, once and for all.

"There is a statue of Nuwa over there in Nanzhao. I'm afraid that something might happen, so I'll lure the Wine Sword Immortal here!"

After Ryuichi Miyamoto made his judgment, he immediately gave suggestions.

"good!"

Ye Yi changed his tactics, and the power surged in his body and was sent into Chang Hao's body.

With this help, Chang Hao's spirit perked up, and his second palm suddenly rose from his back, blowing the wind and forcing the sword light away.

Then he turned around and left.

After the electric confrontation just now, Chang Hao has realized that he is no match for this junior. If he stays here any longer, he may really be kicked out of the family.

For the present plan, we can only withdraw and go back to publicize the evil deeds committed by the following people in Shushan and the Seventy-Two Immortal Cultivation Lands, mobilize the disciples, let them be ruined, and fight together.

As for the demon-suppressing sword, it must have been deceived by it. When it is retrieved, the spirituality in it must be washed away and the evil spirit must be corrected.

Just as I was thinking about it, there was a sudden sound in my head.

Why in the mind?

"Master!!!"

Just when Chang Hao was confused, he heard a cry of sorrow coming from the distance. It was his disciple.

Then he felt pain between his brows, and the tip of the sword poked out.

The lightning strikes the stars, and the sword god strikes.

Huang Shang took off his hand, and the demon-suppressing sword flashed through an indescribable light. It flashed from the void, as if it had traveled from another time and space. It was unknown where it came and where it went. It was impossible to defend at all. It shot directly from the back of Chang Hao's head.

It penetrated and came out from the center of his eyebrows.

This move has never been seen before in Shushan swordsmanship. Like drawing the ground as a prison, it is also an original swordsmanship.

Huang Shang named it, Huimengyouxian!

And the inspiration comes from Nuwa’s magic, the dream of restoring the soul!

With the first blow, he killed Shushan Zhenwu Elder Chang Hao, who had semi-god-level combat power but no matching realm!

"You...how...dare you?"

Chang Hao turned around with difficulty and looked at the young man standing indifferently.

"We are both disciples of Shushan. If I could spare your life, I would not kill you. Unfortunately, you have been corroded too seriously. If you are left here, it will only bring harm to innocent people in Shushan!"

Huang Shang shook his head, the sword shook, and without even leaving a chance to say his last words, he directly extinguished Chang Hao's soul.

With endless reluctance, the look in his eyes quickly disappeared, but his physical body remained intact.

It's not that he was merciful. When Chang Hao's disciples rushed towards him, Huang Shang's figure had already disappeared.

The person who just communicated with Chang Hao was actually a phantom. The real him had already been one step ahead, merged with the demon-suppressing sword and the human sword, activated the heavenly sword, and crashed into the mark of the demon's bone relic.

That is the key for Ye Yi to control Chang Hao.

So...

It's still the dreamlike fairy tale just now, tracing back to its origins and crossing space.

You don’t need to lead me, I’ll do it myself!

It’s just this way, I’m afraid it will surprise you!



The other side.

Miyamoto Ryuichi was still waiting for Chang Hao to lead the enemy into an ambush.

"Is the Jiujianxian here?"

"Go! Go! Go!"

Then he suddenly heard the sound of chattering teeth.

As soon as Miyamoto Takashi turned his head, he saw that his Skywatcher teammate had an unprecedented weird and twisted look on his face, and his lips were trembling, as if he wanted to say something to him.

The next moment, a cynical and unfamiliar voice came out of his body: "I am the Jiujianxian, and I have been invited to come, but this friend of yours doesn't welcome me..."



(Reincarnation [Ye Yi] is provided by book friend "The Demonic Way Don't Cry")


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