Cultivation Of Coders

Chapter 654: The Sword Bearer Comes Out! [Additional Update On 91St]

Chapter 654: The Sword Bearer Comes Out! [Additional update on 91st]

As he spoke, it directly flicked its tail and attacked.

Zhang Deming raised his sword with his backhand and made a blocking movement.

"boom······"

"boom······"

The three of them were not far apart, and with a flick of the demonic dragon's lightning tail, the three of them were whipped out. Even if the main target was Zhang Deming, the remaining power was not something that the other two could resist given the huge gap in cultivation.

Li Shifan directly smashed a big hole in the distance and made no sound.

The same was true for Jian Wuxin. He was lying in the big pit and didn't get up for a while. He had already finished his explosion and was completely drained of blood at this moment.

Zhang Deming blocked and rowed a long distance backwards. As he vomited blood, he stopped and the spiritual power in his body began to run out.

"Hmph, I thought you were very familiar before, but now it seems that you are the bad guy!" Yaolong looked at Zhang Deming and said tentatively.

Zhang Deming smiled with blood on the corners of his mouth. His smile was a bit cruel. He looked at the demon dragon and said, "It seems you really want to lay another round of eggs. It is said that dragons are inherently obscene, but male dragons are addicted to laying eggs. This is too..."

"court death!"

Before Zhang Deming could finish speaking, the demonic dragon became even more furious. With parasites swimming all over its body, it flicked its tail towards Zhang Deming again.

Zhang Deming, who had been prepared for a long time, disappeared in a flash. The dragon's tail immediately turned and twitched towards the void. Zhang Deming fell out in a bit of embarrassment.

‘The personality has changed and his temper has become more irritable, but his cultivation has become stronger. Given the huge gap, stimulating his emotions seems to be counterproductive? '

Zhang Deming spat out a mouthful of blood again, stretched out his hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and thoughts flashed in his mind. Looking at Li Shifan who was struggling next to him and Jian Wuxin who had just gotten up, he felt a little hesitant in his heart.

‘That’s all, there’s only one last card that’s useless anyway, so why not give it a try if you keep it? I hope you don’t die! '

In his thoughts, Zhang Deming felt the little spiritual power left in his body. He no longer hesitated, spread his hands, and the album Spiritual Treasure appeared again.

“Chirp·······”

The picture album was opened to the second page, and a golden-red Golden Crow emerged.

As a strange cry sounded, the demon dragon, which was about to attack again, paused and said in surprise: "Monster Emperor clan?"

Under his gaze, a ball of spiritual light emerged from the album in Zhang Deming's hand, and the wings behind him appeared automatically and turned into a golden-red color.

The wings, which clearly didn't look big, shone brightly and occupied everyone's entire field of vision, as if they were blocking the sky and the sun.

Zhang Deming's aura also returned to Liuhe, but it was only the first time he entered Liuhe, and his spiritual power was not much, only the power of a few blows. Because I was accumulating the first painting spirit before, the second painting spirit was not stored much.

When Zhang Deming changed, the demon dragon was surprised at first, and then said with great joy: "A thing of the blood of the Monster Emperor clan? Hahaha, what a blessing!"

Looking at the overjoyed Demon Dragon, Zhang Deming said with a cold expression: "I hope you can still laugh next time."

As he spoke, Zhang Deming raised his hand, countless rays of light gathered in front of him, and a golden sword appeared in his hand.

"Is this your level of cultivation? What a strong tone!"

The demon dragon was scornful but looked very serious. Aura surged all over his body, and the long hairs on his body that looked like parasites began to sway, and they squirmed and fell off one by one.

They squirmed in the void and rushed towards Zhang Deming, just like the time when the demon dragon appeared before.

Zhang Deming certainly knows that with his current level of cultivation, ordinary spells have no effect on the demon dragon, but his main method is not at all the Golden Crow blessed by the power of these few strikes!

Looking at the long sword with golden light in front of him, Zhang Deming's face turned cold and he took a deep breath. In the editing panel, the karma light ball in the warehouse began to dissipate.

As the karma light balls dissipated, the golden sword in front of Zhang Deming turned into a golden-red color, and exuded a strong ominous power, and a powerful killing aura emanated from it.

"Um?"

The demon dragon frowned and looked at Zhang Deming's condensed lightsaber. With the surge of spiritual power, the parasites on his body fell off even faster. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a scaleless Lailong with bite marks all over his body, like a loach.

And those parasitic worms were overwhelmingly swarming towards Zhang Deming, as if they were going to bury him.

With a serious look on his face, Zhang Deming pointed at the hilt of the long sword in front of him and said, "Go!"

As Zhang Deming tapped lightly, the long sword emitted a dazzling light, and countless sword shadows shot out from the sword body, like a river of swords, rushing toward the demonic dragon.

The aura of the sword shadow is obviously not strong, comparable to Liuhe's strength, and it can barely be considered a classic-level spell. It should be vulnerable to parasites derived from alien spells.

However, the sword shadow easily wiped out the sea of ​​parasites. In an instant, a demon dragon emerged and submerged it in the sea of ​​swords.

The killing power of karma is clearly revealed.

After a long time, Zhang Deming consumed a full twenty karma light balls, and the spiritual power of the blessed Golden Crow Painting Spirit was also consumed for most of it, before Zhang Deming stopped moving.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, all the insects in the sea were wiped out, and the demonic dragon also disappeared. Only a piece of flesh and blood was left on the place, but before Zhang Deming could relax, a sound rang out from the flesh and blood.

"The karma of sin? It is a power that even the Seven Stars may not be able to control, but this level of cultivation can be used calmly. It seems that my previous guess was correct. You are really the reincarnation of some old guy who is not dead!

It's a pity that I switched to the Blood Sea Path many years ago, otherwise I might have been in trouble this time!

Although the karma of sin is strong, it is not invincible. The way of the blood sea is in line with the karma, so... this thing is not as effective against this king as you think!

But this is better. After eating you, I can completely Dragon Transformation, condense Dao Fruit, and achieve Seven Stars! "

As the demon dragon spoke, flesh and blood quickly squirmed and gathered together, and a demon dragon covered in blood regrouped. Although it was seriously injured, it was definitely still far from death.

Zhang Deming's expression changed slightly. This was the first time since he had the Karma trump card that the Karma damage did not explode.

‘It seems that Li Shifan and Jian Wuxin’s lives cannot be saved. '

Feeling that there was still half of the blessing power of the Golden Crow and more than a dozen karma, Zhang Deming's heart sank and he did not try again.

However, just when Zhang Deming was about to give up the struggle, Li Shifan, who was knocked away, had already gotten up.

At this time, the entire space seemed to be blocked by half of time and space.

"Da da!"

As he staggered around, the entire space seemed to become quiet, and only the sound of his footsteps could be heard.

As he swayed forward, he raised his head covered in blood, looked at Zhang Deming, suddenly smiled and said:

"Senior brother, we promised to go forward all the way, but it turns out that you will protect me every time! Let me do it this time. I owe you enough debts in this life, and I can't keep owing you!"

Feeling the strange silence and strange inexplicable fluctuations, Zhang Deming watched Li Shifan's pupils shrink.

What does it feel like?

Zhang Deming was in a state of panic, and his entire body was on alert, but he was speechless.

Following Li Shifan's words, he flipped his hand and a short stick appeared in front of him. He looked at the stick with a complicated expression and showed a sad smile.

"Meteor God Sword is completed, and the sword holder Yao Hongmeng comes out, hehe, then what am I?" He was obviously smiling, but it gave the feeling of crying silently, tilting his head and looking at Jian Wuxin with a little reluctance. .

Jian Wuxin looked at the strange short stick at the moment, and seemed to have noticed something in his eyes. He looked at Li Shifan, his lips twitched, and with complicated emotions, he said: "You... you can think about it!"

"We can't keep owing this debt!" Li Shifan tilted his head, looked at Zhang Deming and said, "By the way, I forgot to mention it, senior brother, I'm very happy to be your junior brother in this life!"

As he spoke, he reached out and grasped the short stick.

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and the wind and clouds surged.

Li Shifan's natal weapon sword appeared automatically, and then quickly disintegrated. Then Li Shifan's whole body also disappeared, but the short stick he was holding started to beat. In front of the short stick, there were the sword pavilion, the sword body, and the blade. Converge quickly.

That strange short stick turned out to be the hilt of a sword!

"Fight!"

A sword sound resounded throughout the world, and a long sword that looked like a snake bone slowly came out.

"well!"

As Jian Wuxin sighed, he stretched out his hand, grabbed the sword, and said as if instinctively: "I am willing to hold the sword to shine in Hongmeng, break the old grudges of reincarnation, and destroy the cause and effect of the past and present lives!"

"Fight!"

Following his words, Jian Wuxin's whole person changed. His temperament was like an abyss and his aura was like the sea. He turned his head and looked at Zhang Deming and the demon dragon who could not move, and casually waved his sword at the demon dragon.

In an instant, the monster dragon melted like ice and snow, disappearing into nothingness.

After doing all this, Jian Wuxin looked at Zhang Deming indifferently, as if looking at him, or looking at something else through Zhang Deming.

At this moment, the editing panel in the body jumped for a moment, and Jian Wuxin said with a complicated expression: "It has chosen someone again...!"

Before he finished speaking, Jian Wuxin rolled his eyes and passed out. In an instant, the still space was restored, and all the abnormalities around it disappeared.

If it weren't for the fainted Jian Wuxin, the disappearing demon dragon, and the sword-marked canyon on the earth not far away, which seemed to have cut through the world, everything would have been like a dream.

After being stunned for a moment, Zhang Deming came back to his senses, looking at Jian Wuxin and the snake-bone monster sword transformed by Li Shifan beside him. At this moment, the strange sword is silent, except for a miniature picture scroll on it that is still flickering slightly.

'So the reason why Li Shifan's luck is shocking is because he is the reincarnation of the sword spirit? Not a twin soul? '

‘So the sword bearer refers not to one person, but two people, or one person with one sword? '

‘Who is the one with two souls? '

'...'

At this moment, Zhang Deming's mind was spinning. Many things suddenly became clear, but many new questions also emerged.

In the warehouse, energy is also surging rapidly at this moment, and the three energy light groups are all condensing.

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At the moment when Li Shifan transformed into a sword, throughout Hongmeng and many secret realms, strong sword energy rose into the sky, alarming countless monks.

At this moment, the sword shines Hongmeng!

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In the Feiquan Waterfall Tower, Pei Xiaoxiao suddenly froze on the spot, with many fragmented memories appearing in his mind for no apparent reason.

There are Immortal Platform pavilions; there are Qionglou Yuyu; there are countless rare and exotic animals.

In all memories, the one that appears the most is a sickly girl, squatting in front of a huge crystal, talking alone, as if telling a story to the crystal, or talking to herself.

These memories are very vague and far away, but there are a few fragments that are very clear. They seem to be some places, and there seems to be something calling her to go.

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Tianji Grotto-Heaven, on the top floor of the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion, on the observatory, the three elders still stand there all year round.

At this moment, the observatory in front of them suddenly lit up, and a shining illusory long sword emerged from the gathering of countless spiritual lights.

Looking at the sword, the expressions of the three elders changed.

"The sword shines on Hongmeng, the divine sword is revived, and the sword bearer is born!" said the old man at the front

Behind the old man, the old man on the right said: "Among those who should be robbed, shouldn't the one who was born first be the one with three lives? How did you become the one who holds the sword?"

"Isn't Jian Wuxin still walking around the world to test his sword? There are at least ten years left, how did he come into the world?" The old man on the left also frowned.

The old man at the front paused for a moment and said hesitantly: "Let's go, I haven't seen Holy Lord Jian Chen face to face for three thousand years. It's time to meet for a while. This Hongmeng catastrophe... is coming!"

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Hongmeng Sacred Land, the peak of the Sacred Mountain, on the bare mountain top, a handsome young man is dancing with a sword, and an elegant young man is lying on the side reading a book.

The sound of Lang Lang's reading mixed with the Dao Yun of the sword dance stirred the entire mountain top and caused the Dao Yun to flow on the top of the mountain. The two of them seemed to form an eternal picture on the top of the mountain.

"Fight!"

"Wow!"

At this time, the handsome young man chanted his sword softly, and a book automatically appeared in front of the elegant young man. As he continued to flip through it, a paragraph of text quickly appeared on a blank page.

"When a great calamity arises, the one with the sword appears..."

Immediately afterwards, the two of them quickly looked at each other, their expressions changed, and Jian Chen said: "Oh no, Wu Xin was born early!"

"Is it affected by the abnormality?" The elegant young man replied with a questioning voice and an affirmative tone.

As Jian Chen's expression kept changing, he frowned and said, "We can't wait any longer. Let's issue an order to look for anomalies. If this continues, the layout will be completely messed up! It will be all for nothing!"

The elegant young man shook his head, looked at the book in front of him and said: "It's useless, the influence of this anomaly is too strong. My volume "Hongmeng Benji" has been written for more than eight thousand years, and now there is no trace of it. He is completely different from the anomalies of other periods.”

"You have to look for it even if you can't find it. If this continues, by the time all the victims are born, the layout will be completely useless, and the reappearance of the 'dark night' will become inevitable!" said the handsome young man.

The elegant young man paused, looked at the handsome young man and said, "First locate Wu Xin, and then bring him back. Since Wu Xin has been born in advance, you can no longer try this sword. Let's bring him back to improve his cultivation!"

The handsome young man nodded and said, "Yes!"

After saying that, he sat down cross-legged and put the sword in his hand on his knees. As he closed his eyes, the sword in front of him floated, as if he was sensing something.

After a long time, the long sword moved and slashed forward. A faint sword light, swept by the mountains and rivers, directly cut a crack in the front.

Through the crack, you can see that there is also a secret realm on the other side. At this moment, it is connected to the secret realm of Sacred Land.

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