Hell Emperor.

Chapter 256 Ren Changhong - Transformed into a Sword
Everyone raised their heads tremblingly, only to see spider-web-like cracks spreading on the airtight soul shield above their heads, and the entire protective magic weapon became shaky.

The huge Chi Demon King, seeing that his breath was blocked, swooped down from the sky and used his powerful dragon body to strike the Nether Soul Cover again and again, making the light on the surface of the Nether Soul Cover increasingly dim, and it could break at any time.

"Oh no..." Li Fei'e could not hide his panic. Once the soul shield was broken, everyone would be immediately submerged in the poisonous cloud and would be doomed to die.

Shen Qingge also looked grim: "This Chi is really a monster. Even if it transforms into a dragon, the breath it exhales is not auspicious air, but a poisonous cloud that kills people. Are we going to die here..."

As he was speaking, he heard a loud roar from above his head. Under the fierce attack of the Chi Demon King, the Soul Cover finally couldn't hold on and shattered.

Endless poisonous clouds poured down, and the thick poisonous clouds covered the entire sky. The terrible threat contained in it made it impossible for everyone to breathe.

The dark green poisonous cloud contained a chilling aura that could devour all life. Everyone had no doubt that when the poisonous cloud completely enveloped them, the only thing waiting for them was death.

Just when Shen Qingge was in despair, a cold whisper suddenly sounded in her ears.

"The fourth sword: the soul-chasing sword!"

Shen Qingge felt a chill in her heart. Ren Changhong, who came to claim her life, was still beside her. He would definitely not let go of any chance to kill her. Now, with a wolves in front and a tiger behind, she could not escape under the siege of two powerful enemies.

Shen Qingge bit her thin lips lightly, a faint sadness rising in her heart. She couldn't help feeling a little regretful. She hadn't seen E'er ascend to the immortal throne, nor had she seen Xia Wei get back on track, but her journey was coming to an end.

However, the expected pain did not come. Shen Qingge looked carefully and saw Ren Changhong raising the sword. The sword tip with a cold light was not pointed at himself, but at the dragon monster in the sky.

As Ren Changhong controlled the sword, countless sharp and fierce winds whistled past the sword tip, and in the winds were mixed countless tiny sword qi. If there were an enemy blocking the way, he would be torn into pieces by the sword qi in an instant.

Under the sweeping of the strong wind, the poisonous clouds in the sky were dispersed. The poisonous clouds that were deadly enough could not get close to people at all.

Seeing this, Shen Qingge stood there in a daze, with a complex expression in the depths of his eyes: "Master, you..."

Ren Changhong slowly put away his sword, looked down at Shen Qingge, and sneered, "Xiao Qingge, your life belongs to me, and only I can kill you! When the crisis is resolved, we will compete again!"

Seeing that his master had finally changed his mind, Shen Qingge nodded vigorously and turned his gaze to the dragon monster above his head that was ready to move.

The soul shield was broken, Li Fei'e gripped the sword tightly, ready to fight back at any time. The Chi Demon King was afraid of the magic sword in Li Fei'e's hand, and hesitated to move forward. Suddenly, his dragon pupils turned, and his wisdom was not inferior to that of humans. He quickly came up with an idea and said:

"I only eat that water dragon. Hand her over and I can spare your lives!"

Li Fei'e said angrily, "You're dreaming! If you want to hurt her, ask the sword in my hand first!"

Seeing that Li Fei'e was determined and had no room for maneuver in his words, Ren Changhong also felt a little embarrassed. He lowered his voice and said to Shen Qingge:

"With our strength, we are no match for the dragon monster. If we continue to drag it out, the backlash of the Nether Spirit Divine Art is no joke. In my opinion, it is better to agree to the dragon monster's conditions, hand over the water dragon, and save yourself. You don't want to die here in vain, do you?"

Shen Qingge sighed and spoke slowly: "There are always some things that are worth protecting with our lives. How can we hand over our companions just to save our lives?"

Ren Changhong glanced at her and said in confusion, "I never taught you these things before. What I taught you was that if you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening. Where did you learn these things? I still like the unkind you in the past."

Shen Qingge's bright eyes also showed some reminiscence: "It was a friend of mine who taught me."

Ren Changhong wanted to ask more, but the Chi Demon King, who was getting impatient, roared again: "How dare you refuse my terms! I will eat you all!"

After saying that, the Chi Demon King ignored the threat of the magic sword, opened its bloody mouth, and swooped down from the sky, intending to devour everyone alive.

"Come on!" Li Fei'e had been waiting for such an opportunity for a long time.

She stepped forward, holding the magic sword high. Blazing electric light surrounded the sword tip, emitting an incomparable purple and green aura. She swung the sword hard, cutting out an arc of silver sword light, rushing straight towards the Chi Demon King. If you listen carefully, you can hear constant crackling sounds from the sword light, like lightning from an arc.

The sword light collided with the Chi Demon King, electrocuting it so that its entire body was charred, its body numb, and it let out a fierce roar from its mouth.

Since it transformed into a real dragon, it has never suffered such a great loss. Li Fei'e's actions made its dragon pupils sink, and a bit of resentment appeared in them. It hated Li Fei'e deeply. No matter where Li Fei'e ran, it would chase him all the way and never give up.

After all, the Chi Demon King has reached the third level of realm, and his strength is astonishing. Even though he was hit head-on by the sword light of the Purple Lightning and Green Frost Sword, he recovered with a sudden swing of his body. Except for looking a little embarrassed, he seemed to be fine.

Seeing this, Li Fei'e gritted his teeth secretly: "Sure enough, the power of the sword alone is not enough, I must use the sword to cut off its body..."

Beside Li Fei'e, Meng Junyao also raised her head and saw that the Chi Demon King was forced to retreat. Li Fei'e was trying his best to protect himself. A bit of human gratitude also emerged in the depths of her clear and sincere dragon eyes.

When the Chi Demon King's plan failed, he came up with another one. Judging from Li Fei'e's realm, although she could control the magic sword, this power obviously could not last long.

Even the Chi Demon King has heard of the name of the divine weapon. In order to control the divine weapon, sufficient immortal energy is needed to support it. Even if an ordinary person gets the divine weapon, he can't exert even one tenth of its power.

The Chi Demon King did not know what kind of martial arts Li Fei'e used to be able to borrow the power of the divine weapon. However, there was a price to pay for using power that did not belong to one. The more powerful the martial arts, the more severe the backlash would be in the end.

Relying on the advantage of the dragon body, the group of people below could not escape the clutches of the Chi Demon King at all. It was determined to drag it on like this. Once a few people ran out of spiritual power, it would launch a fierce attack.

Seeing that the Chi Monster King hadn't made any move for a long time, Li Fei'e also realized its intention and said angrily, "You monster, are you going to fight me or not? Come down to me now!"

The Chi Demon King remained unmoved and sneered: "I wonder how long you can hold on. When you run out of energy, you will all become my meal." On the side, the experienced Shen Qingge and Ren Changhong also saw what the Chi Demon King was planning.

Shen Qingge's heart trembled, and he said anxiously: "This is bad...E'er's Nether Spirit Divine Art can only last for an incense stick of time at most, and then the souls of the people who have transformed into Nether Spirit Magical Treasures will collapse. If this continues, we will all be in danger..."

Ren Changhong glanced at her, turned his head, and spoke after a while: "It seems that her Nether Spirit Divine Art has reached its limit, what about yours?"

"I?"

Shen Qingge stood there in a daze, unable to understand what Ren Changhong meant.

"Yes, you." Ren Changhong narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at his disciple whom he had not seen for many years. "I taught you the Dark Spirit Divine Art. What other Dark Spirit magic weapons do you have? Where is your sword?"

Shen Qingge shook his head: "I have never used the Dark Spirit Divine Art to turn others into swords. To be honest, so far, I have only used the Dark Spirit Divine Art on one person, and that person was not transformed into a sword, but an umbrella."

"Really..." Ren Changhong took a deep breath and made a decision in his heart, "In that case, let me transform into a sword."

"What..." Shen Qingge trembled all over, and heard the sound of something collapsing beside his ears.

Seeing that Shen Qingge didn't move, Ren Changhong felt a little embarrassed and pretended to be angry and said, "Didn't you hear what I said? Now, my soul has long returned to the underworld, and only a remnant soul is left, which just happens to meet the premise of using the Underworld Divine Art. If it were me, maybe I could turn it into your sword, Xiao Qingge."

Shen Qingge calmed down and said in disbelief: "Master...are you really willing to do this?"

Ren Changhong sighed: "Originally, I came here to seek revenge on you. I was determined to return all the pain I had suffered to you. No matter what you said, I would not let you go. But your behavior towards your apprentice touched me deeply. To be honest, your previous words even deceived me. Thanks to Shura Jie's reminder, I discovered the problem..."

After a pause, Ren Changhong glanced into the distance, but he couldn't find Shura Jie at all. He didn't know where he was hiding. He really ran away faster than a mouse. He couldn't help but snorted contemptuously and said:

"Ever since my soul entered the underworld, I have been holding a grudge against you. Thinking carefully, perhaps I have no right to hate you at all. As your master, I am not thinking about how to train you to be an outstanding descendant of Xuannv. Instead, I have been plotting against you from the beginning. You have suffered such a tragedy, but you still treat your disciple wholeheartedly and without reservation. You are more suitable to be a master than me... What about you? If you hate me and don't want to turn me into a sword because of the way I treat you, it is understandable."

Shen Qingge was stunned and speechless. Her once pretty face, which was as cold as ice, was now covered with traces of tears.

The trauma she suffered from being betrayed by her master during her teenage years shaped Shen Qingge's personality, making her strong and cold, and treating everything around her with an unkind and cold attitude.

She did not forget everything she had experienced in the past, but she buried it all deep in her heart and never mentioned it to anyone.

Until today, she had a heart-to-heart talk with her master and untied the knots in her heart. The injuries she had suffered in the past had been completely repaired invisibly, sweeping away the cold haze in her heart, and replaced by waves of warmth and relief:

"Master, you used to treat me like my mother. I have always blamed myself and thought I had done something wrong, which led to the situation where the master and the disciple killed each other. How could I hate you? I love you."

Hearing this, Ren Changhong laughed. His expression was no longer as weird as before, but rather calm. "In that case, Xiao Qingge, what are you waiting for? Use the Nether Spirit Divine Art now!"

Shen Qingge no longer hesitated. She wiped the tears from her face. Her expression showed a bit of confidence that only a descendant of Xuannv could have. She stretched out her hand and spoke loudly: "Netherworld Divine Art!"

Ren Changhong moved in response, and suddenly turned into countless points of light and dissipated. The points of light quickly gathered in front of Shen Qingge's white hands, and in a blink of an eye, they turned into a small sword that was completely white, as if forged from white jade. The seemingly fragile sword body concealed unimaginable power, and the ancient patterns on the hilt concealed the mystery of Taoism.

The white sword was about two feet long. With such a short blade, it was not a close-range weapon at all, but a very delicate flying sword. The sword hovered above Shen Qingge's palm, and was constantly moving around her body according to Shen Qingge's wishes.

Feeling the aura of the master on the small sword, Shen Qingge's eyes were fixed, and he spoke loudly: "Fourth-grade magic weapon, the White Rainbow Piercing Sun Sword!"

Above the zenith, the pupils of the Chi Demon King shrank. He did not expect that the aura of the divine weapon was still there. Not far away, there was an aura of a fourth-grade magic weapon, which frightened him greatly.

At this moment, the Chi Demon King even doubted whether he had chosen the wrong target. How come this group of people had so many precious magic weapons that ordinary people could hardly find? Could it be that he had run into some hidden immortal?
Just as the Chi Demon King was in doubt, he saw a blazing white light piercing through the sky and shooting straight towards it.

In front of the light, the White Rainbow Piercing the Sun Sword was as fast as lightning, with an extremely fierce momentum. It was so fast that even the Chi Demon King could not react at all. He only felt a pain in his body and looked down, only to see that a fist-sized hole had been pierced on the dragon's body by the flying sword.

"What……"

The Chi Demon King was both shocked and angry. The pain from his body made him extremely uneasy. Even the protective immortal essence of the third-level great demon could not withstand the power of the fourth-grade magic weapon!

"And me! Die!"

At this moment, the angry shout heard by his ear made the Chi Demon King terrified. The aura of the third-grade artifact was approaching him rapidly. Once hit by the artifact, he would have to shed a layer of skin even if he did not die.

Looking in the direction where the voice came from, I saw Li Fei'e holding a magic sword in her hand, wearing a bamboo hat, and rushing straight into the sky. Under her seat was a silver-white young dragon. The flying speed of the young dragon was not very fast, but its movements were so firm that it did not retreat even when facing the Chi Demon King whose body was hundreds of times larger than its own.

The young dragon was none other than Meng Junyao. Seeing that everyone was trying to protect themselves, Meng Junyao couldn't bear to see them get hurt, so she took the initiative to let Li Fei'e ride on her to the top of the sky to fight to the death with the Chi Demon King!

Li Fei'e rode a dragon into the sky, soaring into the sky with Meng Junyao. She felt extremely happy, and the Purple Lightning and Green Frost Sword in her hand became even more powerful. While her master had tied up all the attention of the Chi Demon King, she swung the sword with all her might, and was about to kill the Chi Demon King once and for all!

The Chi Demon King was unable to dodge, and only heard a heart-pounding hissing sound. A shocking line of blood emerged from the back of the dragon's body, and the entire dragon's tail was cut off by Li Fei'e's sword.

The dragon's tail, as big as a hill, fell from the sky with a loud bang. The power of the third-grade divine weapon was so extraordinary!
Dragon blood fell from the sky like raindrops. Severely hurt, the Chi Demon King didn't dare to say a single harsh word and fled in a hurry without caring about the crowd.

(End of this chapter)