Breaking the Void and Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 440 Fifth Demon Sword Might

At the beginning of the fight between the Demon Sword and the Demon King that day, Yin Xiuxuan retreated far away early in fear of being caught in a catastrophe.Now looking at the various phantom images in the mouth of the demon god phantom, I can't help but be surprised.Although those virtual images are virtual, they also exude different pressures.Either the light of the sword, or the aura of the sword, or the roar of a beast, or the hiss of a bird.What's more, monsters, demons and gods with horns on their heads and fangs sticking out of their mouths appeared one after another in the back.

Yin Xiuxuan didn't see what it was, but Ye Piaoling was different, and exclaimed: "Wan Mo Chao Zong, good guy, this is one of the highest level of the magic sect, you have to have a Nascent Soul to practice, and there is no such thing as a thousand years ago. I heard that someone has succeeded in cultivation, and the Demon King of the third day can be regarded as an astonishingly talented person."

Yin Xiuxuan heard the words but did not ask. For him, what Ye Piaoling said is enough. Whether it is the Heavenly Demon King or the Ten Thousand Demons Chaozong, it is enough for Yin Xiuxuan to know its strength. There will be bad influences in the heart, hindering the firmness of one's Dao heart.

Let's look at the countless swords, beasts, and demon gods flying out of the Ten Thousand Demons' sect, their power is unparalleled for a moment. In terms of momentum alone, even the demonic swords have been suppressed.

However, aura belongs to aura, and strength belongs to strength. The magic sword flies into the myriad demons, and the first to hand over is the infinite sword.The magic sword is the devil in the sword, and it has the ability to defy the sky. How can I let those Xibei who have transformed into magic energy steal my limelight.As soon as the sword chanted, I saw infinite sword energy flying out from the magic sword. As soon as the layers of words were stirred up, I heard the sound of countless gold and iron intersecting. It was absorbed by the magic sword like a long whale absorbing water.

Proudly hanging among the many broken swords and knives, the lonely and lingering image of the Demon Sword seems to say: "Don't care about the sky and the earth, I have a sword in my hand!"

Infected by this momentum, Yin Xiuxuan's dantian trembled, and he couldn't help but praise: "What a magic sword, what a sword demon, if one day, there is such a momentum, life is enough!"

After hearing Yin Xiuxuan's words, Ye Piaoling's heart became hot as well, and she sighed, "It's extreme, it's extreme!"

However, it said that the magic sword absorbed all the demonic energy of the transformed sword and flew towards the second batch of demonic energy transformed into beasts without stopping. The magic air flowed into the magic sword.

In just ten breaths, the seemingly endless monsters were all wiped out, submerged in the magic sword and never born again.

The magic sword devoured two batches of incoming enemies one after another. Not only did it not weaken at all under the battle, but it seemed to be full of strength. The black sword body was shining brightly, and a trace of blood spewed out from the sword tip.

Seeing that the two barriers were damaged in a row, the demon king of the third day screamed angrily, but he was just distracted, and he couldn't turn his back on the source of the golden core of Jue Mingzi again and again, so he had to wait for the third demon Life can make a difference.

But the magic sword is a magic sword after all, and the appearance of the third group of demons must have disappointed him.This time the magic sword only took ten more breaths of time, and when the sword light was swung, it turned many phantoms of gods and demons into nourishment for itself, like chopping melons and vegetables.The black energy on the magic sword is full of thick blood energy, but this blood energy is different from those magic techniques, there is no trace of evil spirit, on the contrary, it is extremely righteous, and the power of destroying evil is even stronger than before.

Seeing this, Yin Xiuxuan was filled with novelty, and quickly asked: "Old Ye, what's going on here, isn't the Blood Dao Kung Fu a branch of the Demon Sect?"

Ye Piaoling curled her lips in disdain, "The body of a living being is the most yang thing, especially the blood, essence and blood are the most yang harmony among yang harmony, and some people in the common world use chicken blood and dog blood to destroy evil. However, compared with chicken blood and dog blood, human beings are the spirit of all spirits, and the power of blood is the pure yang of pure yang.

However, the extremes of things will be reversed, and the anode will turn to yin. The so-called magic way is to use the power of blood to yang to transform yin, evil and devil energy for cultivation, but it is not a bright way.

On the other hand, the kung fu practiced by the Sword Demon sees the power of pure yang in the killing process, grasping the most hidden pure yang in the blood, so the kung fu that restrains the magic way is even better than those so-called pure yang kung fu. "

Hearing Ye Piaoling's words, Yin Xiuxuan was faintly touched. It seems that the human body is the most mysterious existence. Cultivating immortals is a ray of true energy in the dantian, which then transforms into true essence and mana, and then advances to Yuanying. Even above Nascent Soul.But all this and so on are just the use of the dantian and tendons, but the fundamental part of the human body has not been opened much.

But to Yin Xiuxuan, these thoughts were just a hazy feeling. If he wanted to know how to proceed, Yin Xiuxuan didn't know how to do it. After all, he was just a Qi training monk.

All these thoughts and conversations were completed in a flash. Yin Xiuxuan kept his thoughts in his heart, but looked at the duel between the magic sword and the demon king again.

With just a few strikes of the magic sword, all the thoughts of the Heavenly Demon King were cut off, and it fell straight into the throat of the Demon God Phantom.Even though the demon god phantom was only a phantom, he was also afraid of the power of the demon sword, his already ferocious face twisted for a moment, his mouth grew bigger and he roared.

After a while, the roaring sound stopped abruptly, and the phantom of the demon god suddenly changed from reality to reality, and the demon god's body shook again and again, showing the appearance of almost dissipating.Suddenly, the chest of the Demon God Phantom seemed to be distorted in space. As the distortion increased, the Demon God Phantom gradually shrank, ten feet, nine feet, eight feet, seven feet, and finally turned into a size of one foot, and then inhaled instantly with a swish. In that distortion.There was a sword groan in the twisting, and then the twisting dissipated, and the half of the magic sword appeared in the center.

At this moment, the demonic sword has swallowed up all the demonic energy stored in the phantom of the demon god, and its power is ten times stronger.Not even the howl of the third day demon king could be heard.With a flash of sword light, the magic sword disappeared into the air.When it reappeared, it stuck straight into the black ball.

There was a crackling sound, and several cracks appeared on the top of the black ball, and then the cracks became larger and deeper, dividing a black ball several feet in size into dozens of pieces. With a sound of "pa", the black spherical shells scattered into dots of black air and dissipated away.

The black ball dissipated, revealing a golden core the size of an egg, and the magic sword was inserted into the golden core impartially.

The cry of the Demon King of the third day echoed in the cave: "The magic sword is worthy of being a magic sword, but this king will not let you go so easily. This is the reason why this king took over with you. There will be fruit in the future, Lingxiao Sword Sect, disciple Sun Yun, this king will remember, this king will remember..." After speaking, the Demon King laughed wildly, but the laughter became smaller and smaller, gradually gone.

In a mysterious area of ​​the Yunmeng region, a magnificent but dark palace stands in it. Sitting high in the hall is a man in white robe who looks like a scholar.

"Magic Sword, Lingxiao Sword School, Sun Yun, interesting!"