Hell Emperor

Chapter 256 Ren Changhong-Sword

Everyone raised their heads tremblingly, only to see that spiderweb-like cracks were spreading on the airtight ghost cover above their heads, and the entire protective magic weapon became shaky.

The huge Chi Demon King saw that his breath was blocked, so he rushed down from the top of the sky and hit the ghost shield with his powerful dragon body, causing the light on the surface of the ghost shield to become increasingly dim. It could happen at any time. rupture.

"Oops..." Li Feimo couldn't hide his panic. Once the ghost shield was broken, everyone would be immediately submerged in the poisonous cloud, and they were afraid of death.

Shen Qingge also looked ugly: "This Chi is really a monster. Even if he transforms into a dragon, what he breathes out is not auspicious energy, but a poisonous cloud that kills people. Are we going to risk our lives like this..."

Just as he was talking, he heard a roar above his head. Under the fierce attack of the Chi Demon King, the ghost shield finally failed to hold up and burst into pieces.

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

The green poisonous cloud contained a chill that could swallow up all life. Everyone had no doubt that when the poisonous cloud completely enveloped everyone, there was only death waiting for them.

Just when Shen Qingge was despairing, she suddenly remembered a cold whisper in her ears.

"The fourth sword: Soul-Chasing and Soul-Seizing Sword!"

Shen Qingge felt a chill in her heart. Ren Changhong, who had come to claim her life, was still beside her. He would not miss any opportunity to kill her. Now, the front was a wolf and the back was a tiger, under the siege of two powerful enemies. , It can be said that it is impossible to escape with wings.

Shen Qingge bit her thin lips lightly, feeling a touch of sadness in her heart. It was inevitable that she would have some regrets. She had not seen Mo'er ascend to the immortal throne, and had not seen Xia Wei get back on track, so the journey would end here.

However, the expected pain did not come yet. Shen Qingge looked intently and saw Ren Changhong raising his sharp sword. The sword edge with hidden cold light was not pointing at himself, but at the dragon demon on the top of the sky.

As Ren Changhong used his sword skills, countless gusts of wind whizzed past in front of the sword. The gusts of wind were mixed with countless tiny sword auras. If there was an enemy blocking the front, they would be instantly struck by the sword aura. Completely torn to shreds.

Sweeping by the strong wind, the poisonous clouds all over the sky were dispersed, and the deadly poisonous clouds could not get close to anyone at all.

Seeing this situation, Shen Qingge froze on the spot, with a somewhat complicated look deep in his eyes: "Master, you..."

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

Seeing that his master finally changed his mind, Shen Qingge nodded vigorously and turned his attention to the dragon demon above his head who was about to move.

The ghost shield was broken, and Li Feimo held his sword hard, ready to attack the enemy at any time. The Chi Demon King was afraid of the divine sword in Li Fei'e's hand, and hesitated to step forward. Suddenly, the dragon's eyes turned, not inferior to human wisdom, and soon Then he thought of an idea and said:

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

Li Feimo said angrily: "You are dreaming! If you want to hurt her, you must first ask for the divine sword in my hand!"

Seeing Li Feimo's resolute attitude and leaving no room for maneuver in his words, Ren Changhong also felt a little embarrassed. He lowered his tone and said to Shen Qingge:

"With your strength, we are no match for the dragon demon at all. If you continue to drag it on, the backlash of the Nether Spirit Divine Art is no joke. In my opinion, it is better to agree to the dragon demon's conditions and hand over the water dragon to keep it safe. For your own good, you don’t want to die here in vain, right?”

Shen Qingge sighed and spoke slowly: "There are always some things 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 have never taught you this before. What I taught you is that you will die if you hear the Tao in the morning. Where did you learn this? I still like those who were inhumane in the past. you."

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

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

Having said that, the Chi Demon King ignored the threat of the divine sword. It opened its bloody mouth and rushed down from the top of the sky, intending to devour everyone alive.

"Well done!" Li Feimo had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.

She stepped forward, holding the divine sword high, and the blazing electric light surrounded the sword's edge, exuding the magical purple and green energy. She swung the sword vigorously, slashing out an arc-shaped silver sword light, and went straight towards the Chi Demon King. If you listen carefully, you can still hear the crackling sound from the sword light, like the arc of lightning.

The sword light collided with the Chi Demon King, electrocuting it until it was charred black, its body was numb, and it screamed fiercely.

Since it transformed into a real dragon, it has never suffered such a big loss. Li Feimo's actions made its dragon eyes sink, and there was a bit of resentment in it. It deeply hated Li Feimo, regardless of Li Feimo's actions. Wherever the moth goes, it will chase it and never stop.

After all, the Chi Demon King has reached the third level, and his strength is astonishing. Even though he suffered the sword light of the Purple Lightning Blue Frost Sword head-on, he swung around and recovered. Apart from looking a bit embarrassed, he seemed to be fine.

Seeing this, Li Feimo secretly gritted his teeth: "Sure enough, the power of the sword light alone is not enough. We must use the edge of the sword to cut off its body..."

Next to Li Feimo, Meng Junyao also raised his head and saw that the Chi Demon King was being forced to retreat. Li Feimo was trying his best to protect himself. A bit of human gratitude also appeared in the depths of his clear and sincere dragon eyes.

When the Chi Demon King's plan failed, he tried another one. Judging from Li Feimo's level, although she could control the divine sword, this power obviously could not last for a long time.

Even the Chi Demon King has heard of the name of the artifact. If you want to control the artifact, you need sufficient immortal energy as support. Even if ordinary people get the artifact, they will not be able to exert 10% of the power of the artifact.

The Chi Demon King didn't know what kind of skills Li Feimo used to be able to borrow the power of the artifact. However, there was a price to pay for using power that did not belong to him. The more powerful the skills, the more severe the backlash would be in the end. Hair violently.

Relying on the dragon's body, the group of people below could not escape from the palm of the Chi Demon King. It was determined to drag them on like this. Once a few people were exhausted, it would launch a fierce attack.

Seeing that the Chi Demon King had not made any move for a long time, Li Feimo also noticed its intention and said angrily: "You monster, do you want to fight or not? Get down here, Auntie!"

The Chi Demon King was unmoved and sneered coldly: "I'll see how long you can last. When you run out of spiritual power, 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... Mo'er's Nether Spirit Magic can only last for a stick of incense at most. After that, the souls of several people who have transformed into Nether Spirit Magic Artifacts will disintegrate. If it continues, If this continues, we will all be in danger..."

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

"I?"

Shen Qingge froze on the spot, unable to understand what Ren Changhong meant.

"Yes, you." Ren Changhong squinted his eyes and carefully looked at his disciple whom he had not seen for many years, "Your Nether Spirit Art was taught by me. What other Nether Spirit magic weapons do you have? Where is your sword? ?”

Shen Qingge shook his head: "I have never used the Nether Spirit Divine Art to turn others into swords. Speaking of which, so far, I have only used the Nether Spirit Divine Art on one person, and what he turned into was not a sword. But an umbrella.”

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

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

Seeing that Shen Qingge didn't move, Ren Changhong felt a little embarrassed, and said in a feint of anger: "Didn't you hear what I said? Now, my soul has already returned to the underworld, and there is only a wisp of residual soul left, which is exactly in line with the requirements of the Underworld Divine Art. Prerequisite. If it were me, I might be able to turn it into your sword, Xiao Qingge.”

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

Ren Changhong sighed: "Originally, I came to you for revenge. I made up my mind to return all the pain I have suffered to you. No matter what you say, I will not let you go. But the way you treat your apprentice I was deeply touched by your actions. Speaking of which, what you said before also deceived me. Thanks to Shura Jie’s reminder, I discovered the problem..."

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

"Ever since my soul entered the underworld, I have always hated you. If you think about it carefully, maybe I don't have the right to hate you at all. As a master, what I want to think about is not how to teach you to become an outstanding descendant of Xuannv, but They have been plotting against you from the beginning. Even though you have suffered such a tragedy, 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 for treating you like this? It’s understandable that I don’t want to turn myself into a sword.”

Shen Qingge was stunned and speechless. The once cold and pretty face was now covered with tears.

The trauma of being betrayed by her master as a girl shaped Shen Qingge's personality in the future, making her strong and cold, treating everything around her with an inhumane cold look.

She has not forgotten everything she has experienced in the past, but she has buried it deep in her heart and never mentioned it to anyone.

To this day, she has had a heart-to-heart talk with her master and has untied the knots in her past. The wounds she suffered in the past have been completely repaired invisibly, and the cold haze in her heart has been swept away, replaced by bursts of warmth. and relief:

"Master, you used to treat me like your mother. I have always blamed myself, thinking that I had done something wrong, and then I fell into the situation of master and disciple fighting each other. How could I hate you? What? I love you."

Hearing this, Ren Changhong laughed. His expression was no longer as arrogant as before, but showed a bit of peace: "In this case, Xiao Qingge, what are you waiting for? Quickly use the Nether Spirit Art!"

Shen Qingge no longer hesitated, she wiped away the tears on her face, and her expression showed a bit more confidence that was unique to the descendant of Xuannv. She stretched out her hand and said loudly: "Underworld Divine Art!"

Ren Changhong moved in response, suddenly turning into countless light points and dissipating. The light points quickly gathered in front of Shen Qingge's hand, and in a blink of an eye, they turned into a small sword that was completely white and seemed to be forged from white jade. It looked fragile. There is unimaginable power hidden in the sword body, and the simple patterns on the hilt hide the mysteries of Tao.

The white sword is about two feet long. With such a short blade, it is not a weapon for close combat, but a very delicate flying sword. The sword hovered on Shen Qingge's palm, and it was constantly moving around her body as Shen Qingge wanted.

Feeling the breath of the master on the sword, Shen Qingge's eyes were fixed, and she spoke loudly: "Fourth-grade magic weapon, Baihong Piercing the Sun Sword!"

Above the sky, the dragon pupil of the Chi Yao King shrank. He didn't expect that the breath of the artifact was still there, and there was another breath of the fourth-grade magic weapon not far away, which scared him.

At this moment, the Chi Yao 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 have bumped into some hidden immortal?

Just as the Chi Yao King was doubting, he saw a blazing white light piercing through the sky and shooting straight at it.

In front of the light, the White Rainbow Piercing Sun Sword was as fast as lightning, with an extremely fierce momentum. Even the Chi Demon King couldn't react at all. He only felt a pain in his body. He looked down and saw that the flying sword had pierced a fist-sized hole on the dragon's body.

"What..."

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

"And me! Die for me!"

At this moment, the angry shout from his ear made the Chi Demon King terrified. The aura of the third-grade artifact was approaching him rapidly. Once he was hit by the artifact, he would have to shed a layer of skin if he didn't 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, there was a silver-white young dragon. The young dragon's flying speed was not fast, but its movements were so firm that it did not flinch even when facing the Chi Demon King, whose body was hundreds of times larger.

That young dragon was Meng Junyao. Seeing that everyone was trying to protect themselves, Meng Junyao could not 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 the Chi Demon King to the death!

Li Fei'e rode the dragon to the sky and soared into the sky with Meng Junyao. She was very happy in her heart. The Purple Lightning Blue Frost Sword in her hand was even more powerful. While her master had tied up all the attention of the Chi Demon King, she tried her best to swing the sword and kill the Chi Demon King completely!

The Chi Demon King was unable to dodge, and only heard a heart-pounding hissing sound. A startling blood line appeared on 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 bang. The power of the third-grade artifact is so extraordinary!

The dragon's blood fell from the sky like raindrops. After being severely injured, the Chi Demon King did not dare to leave even a harsh word, and fled away in a hurry without caring about the crowd.