Vol 3000 Chapter 3833: Sword Demon bowed its head

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The broken space was originally caused by the terrifying war of death before the endless years. The people living here are basically descendants of the ethnic groups who participated in the war.
Among them, primitive ethnic groups and devouring demons are the most. These two groups are also natural enemies in the original source world. However, because the primitive world is created by the chief swallowing demons, even the powerful primitive groups dare not act lightly.
Over the years, the primitive ethnic group has been dormant, and now it has finally taken action. Princess Huang is a branch of them, but it has just separated from Fang Chen.
As for the descendants of the primitive ethnic groups in the broken space, Fang Chen did not kill them. After all, how thin the blood is in their bodies, and they are also flowing with primitive blood. In a strict sense, they are descendants of the primitive ethnic groups.
No matter what the original ethnic group thinks, at least Fang Chen is unwilling to make enemies.
He vaguely felt that Fu Jian Supreme and others were most likely to have a complicated relationship with the primitive ethnic group, so he killed the Devils, but left Lao Lin and others.
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It wasn't until a long time before Lao Lin and others eased their breath. They gasped, their internal strength oscillated, their bodies tremble, and they sat directly on the ground.
The mountain peak was flattened with a sword, and the rooftop of Zhu has long been turned into ruins. At a glance, the blood flowed into a river. The bones of the swallowing demons piled up like a mountain. The terrible power filled the entire broken space.
Lao Lin and others were very throbbing in their hearts. If Fang Chen was afraid of the prestige of the primitive ethnic group, they might have died under Zhu Tianjian, just like the young master of dense fog.
"Is that Zhutianjian?"
Lao Lin asked hoarsely. Others focused on their heads, and their eyes were full of unbelievable expressions.
According to rumors in the world, Zhu Tianjian was a kendo who fell down and stayed in Jiantian. Although he was very powerful, everyone did not expect it to be so powerful.
With just a sword, all the masters such as Dense Fog Master were killed.
"It's too strong to be incredible."
Everyone felt as if they were dreaming. If the smoke on the battlefield had not yet dissipated, they even suspected that they had hallucinations.
After Fang Chen killed the Tiger King and the Bear King, Bai Qingxuan and the Giant Wolf first left the Burial Sword Heaven. After all, the Tiger King was dead, but there are still many of his ethnic groups in his territory.
"Relax, leave it to us." The giant wolf's huge paws patted his chest and promised.
Fang Chen nodded, then moved his mind, Zhu Tianjian radiated a bright light, his body gradually faded until it completely disappeared.
The next moment.
Fang Chen came to the place where Zhu Tianjian was located, but the dark cave mansion had already changed shape. Fang Chen looked around and found himself in the middle of the desert.
The yellow sand in the sky is constantly flying, but he can't get close to Fang Chen's body. He holds Zhu Tianjian in his hand and feels a scorching force in the body of the sword. His heart moves, and he will suddenly Zhu Zhu The sword stuck in the dirt.
Suddenly.
The earth exploded, the terrible power spewed out, the sword gas crisscrossed, and the whole desert was cold.
It was at this time that the dense sword and demon tribes came rushing. When they came to Fang Chen, they stopped instantly and then bowed down, "Waiting to the master."
The recalcitrant sword demon actually bowed down to a human warrior. If anyone in the outside world knew it, he might be shocked, but Fang Chen was not surprised.
Because, after he evolved the ultimate kendo and took control of Zhutianjian, there was a lot of kendo inheritance information in his mind, including the information of the sword demon group.
Zhu Tianjian's master is a Supreme Realm Sword Cultivator. His sword accomplishments have reached an unbelievable level. Even in his inheritance memory, Fang Chen also found that Zhu Tianjian's master had once fought with Fu Jian Supreme.
As for the result, he could not know.
Blood Zhu supreme.
Fang Chen chanted these four words lightly. They represented an era of splendid swordsmanship, but unfortunately they eventually died in the war of death.
Zhu Tianjian was conceived by his whole life, and its power has been far more than the ordinary holy weapon. During the peak period, it is comparable to the legendary supreme weapon.
These sword demons are the sword qi in the body of the Blood Zhu, and they are born with the Zhu Tianjian. They control the Zhu Tianjian, and naturally control the sword demon ethnic group.
"Get up." Fang Chen's expression was calm, but there was a trace of waves in his heart.
The dense sword and demon ethnic groups, each of which possesses the combat power of the sage realm, is definitely a killer skill of his. Once used, it can definitely destroy many mansions in the source world.
"I'll wait to swear to be loyal to my master, go to the battle, I will say nothing." Sword Demon headed, Shen said.
Fang Chen nodded and asked, "How many tribes are there in your sword demon tribe?"
"Back to the master, our sword demon tribe, originally had 100,000 tribes, but from the endless years, from time to time, outsiders broke into the burial sword sky, hunted our tribe, and the blood of the old master has completely dried up, causing us The Sword and Devil Race ca n’t be regenerated, one dead and one less. Nowadays, there are only more than 10,000 people left in our race. "
Fang Chen was stunned. I couldn't imagine how 100,000 swords and demons would work together to create an earth-shattering scene.
However, I have to sigh that the environment in the broken space is really very bad. Since the endless years, so many sword demons have actually died. It is conceivable that there are more estimates of the death of outsiders.
"Fortunately."
Fang Chen whispered that although there are only more than 10,000 heads left, it is also a powerful combat force that cannot be ignored. It is no exaggeration to say that if they are fighting in an orderly manner, the combat power that erupts in an instant is enough to spike the limit. saint.
Even the strong man who encounters the half-step Chaos Supreme Realm can deal with it.
At this time, Fang Chen thought of the Lord of the Ghost Mansion. If it hadn't been for him, he wouldn't fall from the realm, so he went to this step.
There are four holy places under the swallowing demon clan of the origin, and there are countless palaces. The master of each palace has the strength of a near-limit saint.
In the past, I couldn't compete with them, but now it's different. With this tens of thousands of swords and demons, let alone the ghost house, even other houses, Fang Chen is not afraid.
His eyes flashed with an astonishing killing intent.
"Master, this heavy day is the base camp of my sword demon group. Since a long time, no outsiders have come in." Said the leader of the sword demon group.
Fang Chen nodded, Zhu Tianjian seemed to be under the Zhu Tian roof of the Double Heaven, but it was already within the scope of the First Heaven.
And he is now in a heavy day, and no outsiders have come in here, because this is the real home base of the sword demon group, and the corpse of the Supreme Blood Scorpion is scattered in a heavy day.