Chapter 1640: God King Resurrection

The Blood Weeping Demon Saint was completely frightened. He couldn't even believe that the azure sword that he was holding on his left hand at this moment was actually Xu Yang's hallucinations.化.
Of course, the so-called phantom is nothing more than Xu Yang’s spiritual power, a substantive concrete representation, but even so, being able to get help in this form will make the Blood-Crying Demon Saint be flattered for a while, like that deep in his heart. Unspeakable gratitude suddenly surged.
The Blood Crying Demon Saint secretly vowed in his heart that as long as he can win this battle, then from today onwards, his life will belong to Xu Yang.
In the future, Xu Yang will definitely look forward to his horse. He admires Xu Yang from the bottom of his heart. He can have such a big pattern of inclusiveness. After all, with Xu Yang's strength and status, how can he not hesitate for a monster under his command Lower one's identity.
Little did Xu Yang do so, but also wanted to give this Blood Weeping Demon Saint an unprecedented transcendence experience through her own means. After all, holding this soul sword with jasper blue light flashing in his hand can also make Blood Weeping Demon Saint an unprecedented experience. Is approaching the most powerful kendo attainments in the world.
Xu Yang also hopes to be able to influence the Blood Crying Demon Saint through his own breath during the battle, and to give him a true experience of the peak battle, so as to help him open up his own road of future cultivation as soon as possible.
Originally he used only one sword, but now the two-handed sword is officially established. After possessing such incomparable basic conditions, the blood weeping demon saint, the vitality flowing in his body is released in a purer blood, and it also allows He looked like a real demon, terrifying and killing intent.
And the appearance of this scene really made the chief elder of the Shura line in front of him, completely dumbfounded, so that even if he did not make a move, when facing the state of the blood crying demon in front of him, he already felt the trembling. The feeling of trembling.
He didn't have the slightest desire for victory in his heart, because the state of the blood crying demon saint was really terrible, with the blessing of Xu Yang, a spiritual sword. The breath radiating from him can even swallow everything around him, so that the indomitable warlord in front of him has no intention of having any hope of victory in this battle.
He just hoped that he could leave his name in front of such a terrifying opponent.
"Damn, what is the purpose of that human race powerhouse? It's really incredible to be able to help you in this way."
At this time, the Blood Crying Demon Saint had already lost all the desire to talk to this guy. The only thing he wanted to do now was to give full play to all his power in this battle, and to understand the Xu Yang belt with his heart. The positive influence given to him is eager to experience his own practice again and again from combat, trying to figure out his own way. /
Sure enough, the next moment the blood crying demon saint's whole body burst into unparalleled, super explosive power, and in an instant, his body speed once again increased to the extreme, refreshing the state of the fastest speed he had ever achieved.
There was only a countless one left in the void, and another afterimage, and it slammed down in front of the chief elder of the Shura line, War King Wuxin.
The two swords combined with a blue sword light. A line of sword light and two-color sword light, a cross light pattern in the void, broke through all the power seal obstacles brought by external space, and directly locked on the body of Zhan Wang Wuxin.
Rumble! Two sword lights were swung at the same time, and after the sword light in the form of a cross seal broke out, the chief elder of the Shura line had no heart, and all the surrounding power protection completely shattered.
That kind of feeling is like standing alone in front of a huge tide of thousands of weights, just the burst of the first wave is enough to make him broken.
That kind of mountain-like pressure has exceeded the limit of strength that Zhan Wang Wuxin can resist. His heart has begun to collapse, but he still gritted his teeth, has not completely given up, and still persists stubbornly.
Because he knew very well that he was carrying the dignity of Shura's line on his shoulders, if he were defeated by the Blood Weeping Demon Saint so easily, then all the glory that belonged to him would come to an abrupt end after today's battle.
The name of his unintentional war king will also be reduced to a laughing stock in the inheritance of the entire human spirit. He will not allow all the glory and achievements he has accumulated in this life to be destroyed in this battle.
Therefore, the next opportunity for Wuxin Warlord to resist is running out. He must grasp the opportunity to counterattack every minute and every second, so as to fundamentally reverse the situation.
"Do you think you can do whatever you want with two swords?"
"The Shura Shinto God King recovers."
As soon as the words fell, the extremely huge light of God descended from above the void, and surrounded by this light of God, a totem of a huge ancient image slowly emerged.
However, what made Xu Yang dream of was that the totem of this so-called idol summoned by this Asura sacred method actually looked like the friend who used to fight alongside him hundreds of thousands of years ago.
Speaking of the so-called protagonist with the image of the king, when Xu Yang first started the school hundreds of thousands of years ago, he was once a disciple of his school, but later this disciple was because of Xuyang Xuantian Sword Sect. The lintel left the sect, created a new line, and then went all the way to the peak of the mainland practice world.
But at that time Xu Yang had already ascended to a god, broke the ceiling of the main continent's cultivation order hundreds of thousands of years ago, and left the main continent plane.
And after Xu Yang's level of flying immortals outside the sky, the strongest among the remaining cultivators on the main continent is the so-called king totem, the existence of this person.
Unexpectedly, hundreds of thousands of years later, the handed down exercises he left behind have evolved into the asura-lined exercises in the Kunlun Divine Dao today.
I have to say that it is really causal reincarnation, the impermanence of heaven.
"Hahaha, I really can’t imagine that after hundreds of thousands of years, you will meet your old friends in this way. Unfortunately, you have long been covered up in the long river of history, and now your descendants still have The chance of being able to fight against my people, if this is the case, then I personally suppressed your younger generations, which can be considered as convincing for you to lose."
This time Xu Yang's voice came out directly from the blue sword light on the left hand wall of the Blood Crying Demon Saint. At the same moment, the so-called Totem of God, who was summoned by this guy at the same moment, seemed to have heard Xu Yang's voice, sending out extremely restless soul fluctuations.
Of course, what was sealed in this totem was no longer the soul of the person back then, but his thoughts that he integrated into his inheritance and passed on to future generations, and he could not really communicate with Xu Yang, but he could clearly feel this. It was the voice of the god-like existence that I had looked up to in my heart.
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