Chapter 1616: Kill Demons and Destroy Yourself
Above the sky, the golden sea demons with self-awareness felt an extremely terrifying dangerous aura at this moment.
They swooped down one after another, trying to gather in front of Balian, using their bodies and blood to block this sword that was like a natural enemy.
Bailian raised his eyes full of sternness, his brows as sharp as a sword with a biting coldness.
It was as if those demonic figures were frightened by the king, and they suddenly stopped, not daring to move forward even half an inch.
The moment Balian looked away, the dark-winged Chu bird in his arm spread out, and between its huge wings, it actually turned into a pure pitch-black night, blending with the darkness between heaven and earth.
Darkness flowed down like a thick tide, completely covering the spiritual cage. Even the dark mist flowing inside was isolated and obscured.
Bailian's standing posture remained unchanged, but the airflow around him suddenly stopped. Under the silver mask exuding a faint cold mist, his pupils were wide open. Dragon energy poured out of his body, and his spirit The orifice is wide open, the demon power is mellow and long-lasting, invisible but deep-rooted.
He opened his palm, but there was no weapon under his palm. He actually planned to take the sword with his bare hands.
The two girls Qing Shui and Qing Xuan saw that the broken sword became perfect and complete in an instant, and the sword's intention had undergone earth-shaking and contrary changes.
They were not within the range of the sword intent at the moment, but the sword energy that overflowed from the flash of lightning was so powerful that they felt a strange sense of suffocation.
Just by looking at it, the eyeballs heat up and become extremely hot, as if they are being purified and burned.
This sword exudes unparalleled power to destroy demons. In the wild, some of the demon and fairy people who looked at the golden sword light have even begun to be forced by the sword to reveal their true colors. body.
Her Royal Highness, the emperor who is obsessed with madness, is actually able to exert such a powerful and supreme sacred sword.
The skill of this sword is worth millions of years, and only by single-mindedly mastering the sword of restraining the demon clan can one achieve the powerful momentum of the ages.
Not to mention that this female Fan had been severely injured and had her basic Taoist heart broken. She had made no progress in cultivation for many years. Her bone age alone was not even close to that. How could she, who was in the realm of thousands of tribulations, be able to kill demons with one sword through the ages? Come.
The two women knew that there must be differences between them.
Nv Fan’s real realm of cultivation can match the level of this sword. From the beginning, she can ignore anyone in the field. She is proud of Kunlun and can break the spiritual cage around the empress with just one hand. .
The true meaning of this sword is to slay demons. Although the empress is the God of Kunlun, her bloodline has an unbreakable destiny with the demon clan.
The power of this sword will be greatly reduced if it is used against the enemy monks or immortals with the same level of cultivation.
But if it is against the demon clan, even Cangnan Yi, this sword will exert unimaginable divine power.
Although Bailian has never seen such a sword, when he slashed at him with the sword, he could feel that while the sword energy purified the demonic energy, it could also swallow the demonic energy and make it more abundant. The sword intention.
The demonic energy in this world seemed to become tissue paper under this sword.
The dragon energy rising from Bailian's body was easily cut into two by that sword.
Bailian still didn’t take a step back.
The moment his raised palm met the sword edge, the sword energy actually left a sharp and small cut in his palm.
Bailian felt a strange itching sensation coming from the open wound on his palm, and then it became as hot as fire.
But although this sword has the power to kill demons, it can easily break through the most powerful demon king in the world.
But Bailian is not a pure demon after all. He has already been able to integrate and use the power of three different attributes and races in his body.
Even though he is in the form of a demon body, he has already been able to use the three powers of spiritual power, dark blood power and demon power under any form system.
It's just that at this moment, since he has to maintain his identity as the leader of the Demon Alliance, he can't expose the fact that he possesses spiritual power and dark blood power at will.
But even so, this long sword that can easily break through the demon king's body is difficult to break through him.
This body has been tempered for thousands of times in the King's Thunder Tribulation, and even though it is a demon body, the power of the dark blood is not running, but this body is still fused with the powerful body of the corpse demon royal family.
He grasped the buckle with his five fingers, and a dazzling electric light flashed out between his palm and the sword's edge. However, when the remaining half of the sword turned into a golden spirit sword, the light suddenly became brighter just as it was about to stop. Sheng.
In an instant, the long sword under Balian's hand was torn apart, turning into countless lightsabers that were even smaller than dust and exploded.
The palm was empty, and it was impossible to hold it. The lightsaber, as small as dust, flowed from the palm like quicksand.
This sword was divided into countless swords in an instant, but the terrifying thing is that the power of each ray of light sword is not weaker than the first sword struck by the talented woman Fan.
If you can stop him with your physical strength, you can make a substantial sword strike.
At this moment, how can we resist the tens of millions of demon-killing and purifying swords that are turned into holy light?
The sword light coming from the pavement was thin and dense, like a huge woven sword net, and like thousands of rain arrows with great force. The heavy rain was pouring, as if it was going to transform the Chu Bird's true body. The darkness of the world is torn apart.
Balian frowned seriously.
Even if he combined the memories of two lifetimes, he has never seen such a weird sword.
If he were to fight head-on, Nufan was no match for him. Even though this demon-slaying sword was extremely restrained, in a life-and-death duel, not all killing moves needed to be taken head-on.
It’s meaningless if you can’t hit him.
Facing the brilliance of the Ten Thousand Swords that washes away the world in the heavy rain, Balian has a hundred ways to avoid this sword.
However, the spiritual cage behind him was heavy, carrying the evil destiny of hundreds of thousands of mountains. With such a thin line between life and death, he had no time to escape without both of them being hurt by the sword light.
Even though Fan, the emperor's daughter, seemed to be driven crazy by him, the deep-seated obsession in her heart was very terrifying and still clearly guided her.
Her first target is only Cangnan Yi!
If he avoids this rain of swords, the body of the Goddess behind him, which has lost consciousness and protection, will be cut to pieces by this sword.
Bailian's eyes were slightly focused, but the figure standing in front of the long night-like wings did not move even a little bit.
He made a secret with one hand, his sword finger standing straight between his eyebrows, and his thin and sharp lips slowly opened, spitting out a hint of awe-inspiring chill.
The double horns above Balian's head suddenly rose with star-like brilliance, and the color of his silver-blue eyes suddenly became deep, and the depths of his pupils were like a huge whirlpool in the ocean.
Xuanshuang Dragon Qi suddenly burst out. When his pupils were deeply focused, they turned into a pair of straight and sharp vertical pupils. His standing body also began to become huge in the violent snow and storm.
The black clothes faded away and turned into a shining silver dragon, hovering over the long night transformed by Chu Bird.
The golden sword energy fell on his silver body like a beam of light, and the dragon scales were like mirrors, absorbing all the thousands of sword lights like heavy rain, light dust, and fierce wind.
But soon, cracks began to appear on the smooth and hard mirror surface. Under the cracks, the demonic energy quickly disintegrated, erupting with a blazing sound like muffled thunder, and a rapid sound like raindrops hitting the porcelain mirror crisply. The dragon scales seemed to become thinner and thinner under the baptism of the sword light, with more and more cracks.
Not long after, it seemed to really rain in the long night.
A crimson rain.
The scarlet liquid snaked down from the cracked 'mirror', falling bit by bit into the dark night and black mist, and splashed on the spiritual cage.
The barrier formed by the spirit cage, at this moment, naturally accepted the dragon's blood that was falling down.
The blood penetrated the spiritual cage and dyed someone's clothes red.
The stern smile on Nufan's face suddenly froze. She looked at the scene of dragon transformation in front of her in disbelief. She couldn't understand it. She was clearly plotting against the demon dragon in Kunlun Mountain. Why do we have to do this?
Qing Shui and Qing Xuan were also shocked on the spot.
There were countless people in the room today, but the only one who really stood up to protect the queen was the foreign demon dragon.
The giant silver dragon that was entrenched in the night looked up to the sky and roared. Its roar broke through the vast swamp of the sky and the earth. The blood that meandered down and rolled down actually went upstream and converged into an endless blood-colored river, rushing to the broken and mottled place. In the holy blood pool.
Qing Ao frowned and looked intently, only to see that the blood pool that was originally smashed and full of cracks, after being bathed and baptized by the dragon's blood, a thick layer of blood condensed on the surface of the inner wall of the blood pool. Thick blood-colored ice crystals.
The cold air has dissipated, and black clothes are coming through the fog.
The silver demon dragon transformed into a young man again, kneeling on one knee and guarding in front of the spiritual cage. His silver-blue eyes were still as quiet as broken ice in the deep sea, and the bright red liquid dizzy the black clothes. , making the color of his clothes darker and more eye-catching.
The silver hair scattered in the wind was stained with mottled blood. The powerful demon dragon was injured and knelt on the ground with one knee, but one hand was still firmly supporting the increasingly huge spirit. cage.
He looked like this, covered in blood in everyone's eyes, but he didn't show any signs of fatigue. Instead, he gave people the feeling of becoming more and more powerful, like a mountain.
And this feeling is not unfamiliar.
Not long ago, they felt the same thing in the saint empress.
Such a powerful and secret demon-slaying sword was transformed into his body?
The sword that was supposed to purify the demonic energy was instead swallowed up by his dragon energy.
Although this is a cruel method that injures one thousand enemies and damages oneself eight hundred.
But he still broke the law of natural enemies that all things interact with each other, which was enough to shock everyone.
Bailian opened his mouth again, and this time, what he spat out was not cold frost. Through the wind and snow, it could be seen that there was actually a small golden sword pressed under the tip of his tongue.
Blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his lips, and he opened his mouth to pour out his words. The moment the golden sword was spit out of his lips, the dragon energy that had been dispersed into mist came from all directions and gathered in that half. In the small sword with long fingers.
The demonic energy was transformed into inscriptions. In this brief moment, the remaining sword spirit fragments were forcibly given to form an unparalleled powerful sword spirit.
The small sword was able to grow in the wind, and its gold edge burned brightly, forming a huge sword that spanned the mountains and rivers, carrying the endless night behind it.
The giant sword, accompanied by bursts of thunderous dragon roars, slashed straight towards Nufan.
Nv Fan's face was pale, and the shadow of death loomed over her head. She desperately raised her right hand to block.
However, that sword cut the flesh and blood between her right hands like a pinch of mud. The pieces loosened and fell off, exposing a white bone arm engraved with dark golden spells.
This sword was intended to take her life and kill her immortal soul.
Nufan's eyes became uncontrollably frightened, her body trembled, and her lips trembled. She looked desperately and viciously at the sword that had cut off and destroyed everything in her, and a revolving door of confusion suddenly formed in front of her eyes.
The moon shines brightly in the ninth heaven, and my father petitions for a marriage contract, and the two races will be on good terms forever. It is the festival of the Yuan Dynasty in the world, and all living beings and humans gather together to light lanterns to invite gods to listen to the world's music.
Thousands of ever-bright lanterns are sent to each other by the stars and rivers, floating in the clouds.
The aloof emperor's daughter looked at each other across a thousand lamps. In the interlaced scenes of light and shadow, she seemed to be inadvertently looking for the wind of the divine world.
The emperor's daughter Fan, paired with the emperor's son, the wind god's son Jiang, all races are allies, the glory is the crown, and they should be the rock of promise.
Everyone in the world said that his father, the nine sons, and his son Jiang Wuzhi, although born with the bones of an emperor, had no emperor's heart. They would rather be ignorant and deposed smart, would rather give up glory and be indifferent. If they live alone for the rest of their lives, I am afraid that in the end they will only leave a pure name in the world.
She is the most talented and famous princess in the ancient Yin Kingdom. Among the hundreds of fathers and children, she is the only one who has the honor to be named the Emperor.
Her husband stands quietly in the sea of fairy clouds, like pines and bamboos under the forest, with a noble temperament, always like a light landscape painting.
But how could the proudest concubine of Guyin Fairy Kingdom have only a noble husband? How could she always be just a pale landscape painting.
The one she wants to marry is an unparalleled hero, the ever-famous Emperor Blood Immortal.
If he was willing to be mediocre and only know how to be arty, then he might as well...
What might as well be? This question that troubled her had not yet been answered, but she was waiting for a piece of paper written by him. Letter of annulment.
Thousands of lanterns have gone, and there is a heavy wind and snow in Kunlun.
But there was no wind in her world.
The golden sword light engulfed her, and in the fear of death, she seemed to be about to find that moment of relief.
But at this moment, a chuckle came from the wind.
Thousands of silver threads locked the heaven and earth in the wind, and the whisks passed by, twisting the huge lightsaber, but could not break it.
Qing Ao raised his arms, and the sleeves between his arms were torn apart, exposing his arms wrapped with cursed ropes.
Under the huge momentum, the giant sword was thrown into the sky, and the black shadows of the monsters dispersed across a large space. Amidst bursts of exploding sounds from the sky, the giant sword smashed into the distant sky. A star on the sky.
The meteorite fragments burned with the red flames of angry iron, like a rain of fire in the next prosperous age.
After Qing Ao protected Nv Fan, he flicked the fly whisk with the fairy wind, made a hand seal with one hand, held it in front of his chest, smiled faintly at Bailian, and said, "I hope you know what you want to do?"
Everyone was shocked by the terror of that sword, and even felt scared.
Nvfan was bound to be unable to block that sword. After her body was crushed by the sword, there were all of them behind her.
Let me ask everyone in the room, apart from those hermit immortals and old monsters whose strength is unknown, who can withstand this sword.