Apocalypse of a Hundred Demons: I Became the Strongest Demon Tamer

The search was on the way to the destination.

But Kunlun is so big that without a detailed address, it would be no better than looking for a needle in a haystack.

But after searching for so long, I finally got some news about the Asura God.

Chen Qing did not hesitate, brought Bian Que and Xiao Zhuge, called the general, and came to the stone chamber.

Straight to the point: "Asura God, may be in Kunlun!"

The general was stunned. He naturally didn't know about Asura God.

Chen Qing briefly talked about the power of the Blood Asura God.

Even the general took a few breaths: "In other words, if this thing comes out, it will kill dozens of dirty lands!"

"Yes!"

Looking at his three think tanks, Chen Qing also felt a little painful.

The general is busy with all kinds of affairs.

Naked...oh, now he is wearing suspenders, a one-year-old child.

A poor little man the size of a fist without limbs.

Little Zhuge said: "Do you want to strangle the Asura God in the cradle?"

"Yes!"

Little Zhuge was really surprised this time and looked at Chen Qing deeply.

Chen Qing said directly: "I have two helpers, at least at the level of Zhushe."

"But your coordinate range is too wide!" Han Yuan frowned: "Brother Kunlun, do you know how big it is?"

"That's why I asked you to come together to discuss it!"

The general thought for a while: "My lord, which one is bigger, this 'Kunlun' or the dirty land?"

"The area is about the same, but Kunlun is full of thousands of feet high mountains, and the terrain is very complicated."

"For such a large area, we can only send a large number of people to search a lot." The general shook his head, "For such a large area, we can only rely on the flying troops. I will work with Kuiguan to refine a batch of cold-resistant flying insects."

"Very good!"

Han Yuan also said: "The military satellite map in the command center should still be useful. We can find a time to go and have a look."

Little Zhuge looked at the general and Han Yuan with a complicated look.

Chen Qing saw it and smiled secretly in his heart.

Both of them came up with a solution, but he didn't, which was obviously a blow.

Isn't the so-called PUA just a repeated, all-round attack?

I finally got the news about Asura God, so I can't let him go so easily.

I have to get it out quickly. With Zhong Kui and Chen Kuan, I should be able to deal with it, right?

Now I am crushing the same level, but I can only run away when facing Asura King.

After thinking about it, I still have to take down the Sword Ghost!

This guy has extremely explosive destructive power, which may be comparable to the Yin God level.

There is no time to lose, while Zhong Kui is there, go and take him down!

It's also a coincidence.

Just as I was about to go to Jianshan, Liu'er's voice came over:

"Master! Master! Feng Qingyang... uh, why don't you come and take a look."

Arrived at Jianshan, but didn't see the Sword Ghost.

Liu'er and Wanren Di stood aside.

Feng Qingyang's clothes fluttered slowly, and in front of him, there was a... hilt.

The coffin-like big sword box of the Sword Ghost was casually thrown behind the three people.

Chen Qing was stunned and said, "Where is the Sword Ghost?"

Liu Er pointed at the hilt of the sword floating in front of Feng Qingyang, "It's here..."

Chen Qing was slightly stunned: "Ah?"

"The Sword Ghost has been competing with Feng Qingyang in swordsmanship. The two fought fiercely, but Feng Qingyang's understanding of swordsmanship was extremely high, and he became more and more powerful as the fight went on."

"Originally, the Sword Ghost only lost to him by one or two moves, but the later it got, the Sword Ghost became worse and worse."

"Every time he only used one move, Feng Qingyang's sword was already pointing at his throat. The Sword Ghost cried and laughed, saying that Feng Qingyang was the reincarnation of the Sword Immortal, and he would never be able to surpass him in this life, so he would be his sword..."

"It became this hilt."

I...

Chen Qing was speechless!

No!

How come this idiot and crazy ghost are all the same!

He always proves his truth with his body, is he crazy?

I was just planning to take him in and keep him as a trump card!

He's gone just like that? !

Chen Qing stared blankly.

After a while, he asked: "Does Feng Qingyang want to refine the sword ghost now?"

"Is that right..." Liu Er scratched his head: "The sword ghost said that he would use all his knowledge to help Feng Qingyang reach the next level."

Reach the next level?

Damn!

Isn't it the promotion to the Dao Corpse level?

I don't even know what the Dao Corpse level of the crazy ghost is called, it can't be so outrageous!

Feng Qingyang really has the style of a master at this moment.

His shoulder-length hair moved without wind, and a pure aura enveloped his body.

How to describe this aura...

It is different from Chen Kuan's domineering and extremely powerful aura that can crush everything.

It is different from Bai Di's keen imitation of

Buddha's sword energy that can pierce the sky is also different.

This kind of aura is bright and upright. Just feeling it is like seeing an upright hero.

It is the right way, the kingly way, and the way of the sword.

On the bare hilt, a stream of energy slowly condensed.

Feng Qingyang opened his eyes, stretched out his hand, and the hilt fell into his hand.

Feng Qingyang's momentum changed.

In an instant, his eyes were white.

His hair was also white.

"Get up..."

A finger gently lifted...

Buzz!

Buzz!

Buzz!

All the swords on the entire sword mountain began to buzz, and the sword bodies trembled rapidly, and the metal buzzing became one.

The crashing sound was like a tsunami, wave after wave, shaking the earth.

Buzz buzz buzz...

Swoosh--

Suddenly there was a metallic sound.

Not far away, a sword soared into the sky, flying up, like a flying bird, like a swimming fish, swimming freely in the air.

Swoosh——

Another metallic sound.

The second sword soared into the sky.

Swoosh——

The third sword also soared into the sky...

Then, it was the fourth sword, the fifth sword...

More and more swords soared into the sky.

On the sword mountain, sword lights swept up, and the lights connected into one.

At this time, a snow-white sword also burst into the sky with a buzzing sound, and there was a phantom on it, which was actually the white rabbit sword spirit that Chen Qing had seen that day.

Buzz——

A thick black python also soared into the sky!

This is also the sword spirit that Chen Qing has seen!

Then, there was an ancient woman playing the piano.

Her breasts were very big.

So big that even this surging scene was eye-catching.

At this time, a red silk also soared into the sky, flying into the air like a dragon, wandering back and forth at a high speed.

Sword spirit!

Sword spirit!

Another sword spirit!

Chen Qing was stunned.

He never expected that there would be so many swords with sword spirits on Jianshan!

Countless swords with sword spirits flew into the sky.

Like flying birds gathered in groups, the whiteness connected into a piece, forming a group of swords that was a few points larger than Jianshan...

After a long time,

the group of swords slowly stopped.

As if waiting for their emperor.

Feng Qingyang slowly stood up and took a step forward. The black python sword spirit suddenly came to Feng Qingyang's feet.

Feng Qingyang took another step, and another sword with sword spirit crawled at his feet.

In this way, Feng Qingyang stepped on the Cambridge composed of famous swords and slowly walked towards the sky.

"Go!"

One word.

Hundreds of thousands of swords surrounded Feng Qingyang, and rushed into the distance in the sword sound that shook the world.

On this day, the legend of the Sword Immortal spread throughout the vast filthy land.

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(I dropped to 15th place… I’m rolling on the ground begging for gifts from the gentlemen and ladies~~Please, please~~~)