sweep the heavens

Chapter 369 Stele Sword
Chu Ping lay on his back in the empty space, he was so sleepy that he was dying, every part of his body was sore and sore, he was so weak that he couldn't even bend a single finger, but his heart was unexpectedly peaceful.

The Buddha sect was defeated and failed to get back the guiding god.Huan Xiaodie was not lightly injured, even the Twelve Saint Kings fell in this battle.But anyway, it has nothing to do with him.

It was just an experience in the Chaotic Starfield, but I didn't expect it to be so thrilling and treacherous. It coincided with this upheaval, and how many lives were lost!But in the end, the dust settled and it was all over.

Although he was sore and tired due to overdrawn physical strength, his heart was filled with unprecedented ease.

The Netherworld Demon Sword floated seven feet above his body, as if he was endlessly curious about this strange world, vibrating slightly, as if he was looking around.

Although this magic sword originated from Huangquan Heavenly Prison, it was not completely controlled by Chu Ping.When the threat from Shenzhu disappeared with the departure of Shenzhu, Demon Sword also seemed to become restless, faintly resisting Chu Ping.

Although he failed to cultivate the domineering arrogance enough to intimidate his opponents, his personality is as arrogant as a king, and it is not easy to subdue him.

Fortunately, there is a connection between Chu Ping and the Demon Sword, and the law chain that the Demon Sword devours is owned by the God Building, which contains compassion and Buddha nature, at least it will not devour its owner.

Although there was a magic sword outside, Chu Ping still felt that the sword was not very reliable, so he lifted up the desolate seal, sprinkled a soft yellow halo, faintly visible countless fine sands flying like elves, and then fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long this sleep lasted. When I woke up, I still felt a little sore all over my body, but I didn't feel numb.The spirit is quite good, the power of the star field projected from all directions is still slowly soaking into the body, and [-] to [-]% of his true energy has recovered.

Qing knew that he had slept for a long time this time, and the magic sword was still flying around lazily, and everything that Huang Yin fed back showed the tranquility during this period of time.

The emptiness was as silent as a deep night, but there was not even the sound of insects, so it seemed a bit dead silent. At this time, Chu Ping especially liked this kind of silence, and also liked the loneliness under this silence.

He stretched out his hand to make a move, and although Huangquan Demon Sword was a little unhappy, it flew over unsteadily.

Fingers slid across the blade, not as sharp as imagined.The body of the sword is engraved with fine patterns. If you study it carefully, it is quite similar to the breath of Huangquan Heavenly Prison.

Spiritual consciousness floated into the sword body. This magic sword that absorbed the essence of Huangquan Heavenly Hell did not have a similar space of Heavenly Hell, but it also had a very similar function to Heavenly Hell.The suppression and transformation of Heavenly Hell is to derive the water from the Yellow Spring and transform it into its jailers.However, the magic sword transforms the true energy of the person it kills into the evil energy and domineering energy of the sword body!

The body of the sword can reach the position of Chu Ping's chest, it is really huge.It is this kind of figure, when wielding it, it naturally carries a domineering force of suppression, once the sword is released, it will subdue all directions!

"This sword is not perfect yet, by the way..."

Suddenly, Chu Ping released the stele of sacrificial soldiers, and the mysterious light flickered. The body of the stele absorbed a lot of divine light and became somewhat transparent. After careful identification, one can see that there is an incomplete sword embryo inside, which looks like a living thing.

As soon as the stele came out, the magic sword seemed to sense something, and made a clang, ready to move.That kind of spirituality came, like the eagerness of a hungry child when he sees food.

"Is it really possible?"

Chu Ping loosened his grip on the sword, and the Demonic Sword of Huangquan turned into a ray of light, and flew straight towards the stele of sacrificial soldiers.

"Hey!"

After letting go of his hand, Chu Ping felt a little regretful, for fear that the magic sword would damage the stele or the body of the stele would break the blade of the sword.But he was a little surprised by the scene in front of him. The stele of sacrificial soldiers was like soft glue, and the magic sword was inserted straight in, and most of it was submerged!
The fourteen ancient seals were like the tentacles of an octopus, climbing and spreading along the sword body, wrapping the whole sword in an instant.

Both fetishes had Chu Ping's brand on them, and he could feel that when the dense patterns transformed by the ancient seals covered the entire sword, the wriggling sword embryo followed the dense runes, Like riding on a slide, you can enter the magic sword with a swipe!

Now Chu Ping put his worries aside instead, and just watched quietly, because after the sword embryo submerged into the magic sword, the fourteen ancient seals on the stele began to squirm crazily, and countless wonderful runes It was shattered into thousands of tiny brilliance, rearranged and combined, and the sword embryo was also constantly changing and adjusting in the squirming.

"This is the true meaning of Vientiane!"

Chu Ping had already understood it, and was also surprised by the mystery of the stele for offering sacrifices to soldiers.

With the blood of soldiers and demons as a sacrifice, the immortal energy is guided and turned into a weapon suitable for the user.But right now, the Sacred Soldiers Stele is reconciling itself, turning the semi-condensed sword embryo into the most suitable sword embryo for the Underworld Demon Sword to perfect this incomplete magic sword!

Do whatever you want, change in thousands, and contain everything.

The Huangquan Demon Sword kept trembling, and let out a pleasant whisper, and a trace of domineering energy was slowly exuding.It's as if the king is in the world, and all barbarians are served.

On the stele of offering sacrifices to soldiers, mysterious light surged and made waves, the fourteen ancient seal characters wandered erratically, and the sword tires changed and flickered.

The Netherworld Demon Sword is a weapon of immortality, and at this moment, borrowing the power of divine blood is also using it positively and negatively.

Because of this, Chu Ping's understanding of the sacred stele of sacrificial soldiers and his control over the Netherworld Demon Sword are slowly increasing.

Boom!

In the end, the sword fetus turned into a phantom of a square tripod, and accompanied by a thunderous roar, it collapsed into thousands of streams of light and flooded the sword body.At the same time, thousands of fine silk-like dense patterns slowly faded from the Underworld Demon Sword, and returned to the body of the stele, still the ancient and simple seal script.

The gods are meant to overlook all living beings from above, and the magic sword of Huangquan derives an incomparable kingly aura with the indifference of the divine way.

Noble, domineering, chilling, indifferent!
The sword fetus was completely integrated into the sword body, and at the same time, a wave of divine light spiraled around, turning into a layer of soft armor like cloth, covering the magic sword like a scabbard.

Zang Feng restrained his breath.

The brilliance on the stele of sacrificial soldiers disappeared, as if he was a little tired, and fell into the center of Chu Ping's eyebrows again.

Holding the hilt of the sword with the backhand, a sense of arrogance burst into his chest, as if a god was overlooking all living beings from the clouds, and like a king, he could decide the life and death of all people with a single word.

Chu Ping rose up, his pride was enthusiastic, and he slashed out with a sword, shining brilliantly, and a void suddenly collapsed completely, turning into chaotic chaos.

"Fantastic, powerful," Chu Ping praised again and again, "The flying sword is sharp. A single swing of the sword can only cut through the void cracks. It is far less majestic than this sword. It is overwhelming and irresistible!"

Compared with the flexible and unparalleled flying sword, Chu Ping obviously prefers the grandeur and dominance of suppressing all enemies with one sword.Just like referring to the Holy Law of the Void, Yin Shuangfei was able to adapt to the ever-changing changes, and what he got was the power like a tower.

It's all due to personality, there are three thousand ways, and only choose the one that suits you best.

Putting the Netherworld Demon Sword behind his back, Chu Ping's joy was beyond words, but soon he frowned again.

The void is silent, and the light of the stars is faintly visible. This last spiritual land of the chaotic star field is rapidly disappearing.It was as if there was a black hole devouring the only spiritual energy.

The light of the stars is dimming, but the speed is so slow that outsiders can't notice it at all, and it would be difficult to notice it if Chu Ping hadn't become an immortal through this.

"is her!"

Huan Xiaodie controls this star field with the god building, so it can be said that she is the god of this star field.With the disappearance of the aura, with Chu Ping's keen perception, it was soon determined that she was doing it.

"Is she going to leave here? If you leave the Chaos Demon Starfield, you won't be able to accommodate new ancient demons. But that's right, this place is not very good, it's better to leave early."

This star field is an extremely important past for him.At this moment, Star Territory is dominated by outsiders. Although there is no harm to him, it is inevitable that there will be nostalgia and unhappiness.

Just like the growth of a person, all the past and experiences make him who he is today, temperament, talent, ability, vision... and even if a person suddenly cuts off a certain memory, it will not affect what he already has today. But still feel awkward.

Stretching his arms, the frown returned to calm, "It's time to say goodbye."

Glancing at the starry sky, Chu Ping smiled. He can still perceive the changes in this star field beyond the scope of the ability of the celestial realm, although he can only experience this feeling here.

Just like the son of this star field, here he has privileges that he cannot have elsewhere.

Everything is peaceful, except for Huan Xiaodie who is absorbing the last bit of aura from this star field somewhere.

In another place, the void suddenly distorted, and several people walked out.

Chu Ping was a little surprised, slowed down his pace, and felt carefully, the void was constantly enlarged in his sea of ​​consciousness as if being zoomed in on the lens.

A group of three people, or in other words, has a human-like structure, but the body is as tall as four or five people combined.

giant!

(End of this chapter)