Chapter 1570: Spectral shadow

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Ye Chen frowned slightly. Almost all of his family was used to build Shenbao and refining the Divine Pill. At this time, it was the fairy fairy flying sword that was taken from Gu Changsheng.
If it is to clean up the enemies of ordinary True Immortal Confucianism or even the Holy Land, this Xianbao Flying Sword is also enough. However, when facing the demon king of the Wanxian Xinghe, it seems that it is not enough to look at. The other party can instantly hit their own fairy sword, except In addition to being powerful, the sword in his hand is at least a quasi-shenbao class thing.
"The Ten Thousand Monsters River is indeed rich and rich, and a demon king has a quasi-divine treasure in hand. If you know that the entire Ziyun Holy Land has accumulated hundreds of thousands of years, there is only one Brahma seal."
But thinking about it this way, Ye Chen was not afraid, but instead squeezed the sword tactics: "Can you pick me a sword, don't you know I can pick my ten swords?"
After that, Ye Chen's law changed, and the sky swayed.
Xianbao Flying Sword differentiated out of thin air, and turned out ten sword shadows. Although each sword mana was not as powerful as Xianbao Flying Sword itself, it also had a strong breath and possessed the invincible power of the body.
Spectral shadowing!
This is the strongest sword way recorded in the Jiu Xuan Wan Jian Jue. Qingchuan Sakura, even with Ye Chen’s experience, failed to comprehend this method, and Ye Chen is now one of ten points. How many times more than Qingchuan Sakura!
"Swoosh swoosh--!"
With Ye Chen's finger, ten golden swords traversing the sky, like a whole, tearing the sky and fish coming through. Between heaven and earth, all these ten swordsmans were congested. The surging sword gas separated the rain curtain.
"not good!"
The face of the Demon King changed.
Although he is known as the first swordmanship of Wanxianxinghe, he held it in his hand, and was once a true quasi-shenbao, and it is a quasi-shenbao that has some of the qualities of the gods like the ghost sword, but at the same time facing the ten flying swords, he also feels Overwhelmed.
"Dang Dang Dang--!"
I saw a sword awn explode, like a sword rain, protecting the famine demon king in it. However, there are too many swords and swords, and the famine demon king and the swords and swords are facing each other in succession.
The third sword, Jian Yu began to shrink.
Fifth sword, the famine demon king retreated, his body swayed.
The seventh sword, Jianmang split the Scarlet Sword Rain directly, and cut it on the Demon King.
The next three swordsmanship passed through the body of the famine demon king one after another, and put his flesh, wearing holes and holes, like a broken doll.
"Boom--!"
The flesh demon king's flesh is planted on the ground, and he has four blood holes with large bowl openings, each of which penetrates through the body of the famine demon king and is located in the heart and other vital places. If it is an ordinary monk, it would have been killed on the spot.
But the weird thing is that the wounds in the blood holes actually grew granulation and began to quickly heal, and soon the famine demon king stood up again, the wounds were white and traceless, and only the broken clothes proved the previous injuries.
This is the supremacy of the demon clan-the blood boy is not dead!
This skill can be said to exert the powerful resilience of the demon clan to the extreme. Even if it once suffered enough fatal damage, it can quickly heal. As long as the demon power in their body is not exhausted, they will never die.
And as a soaring monster king, how surging is the demon power in the catastrophe monster king? Almost the real undead!
It's just that although the hole of the Demon King is healed, his face is very ugly. Under Ye Chen's sword, he could not support it with just the seven swords, which represented him alone, and was never Ye Chen's opponent.
"It's a pure blood demon clan."
Ye Chen slightly admired that the demon and demon are all famous aliens in the universe. They not only have a long life span, far exceeding the human race, but also have terrifying resilience. The demon clan even claimed that even if you drained his blood, you could not kill him. You can be instantly regenerated by cutting off the head. Unless you deplete the opponent's demon power, you will have the opportunity to kill.
"I don't know how much of your demon power is enough. Can you withstand thousands of fatal injuries?"
Ye Chen's face seemed to be a smile, but he waved his sleeve suddenly.
"Boom--!"
The golden sword awns of each monk, Xu Chang, were once again differentiated into nine avenues. Although each one was only three feet long, there were hundreds more sword awns in the air at once.
One sword into ten thousand swords!
This is the highest mystery of the Jiu Xuan Wan Jian Jue. If you practise to the highest level, you can even borrow a sword of 90,000 handles from the sky to cut a galaxy into fragments.
"This!"
The Famine Demon King couldn't help but see the discoloration.
"Okay, the famine demon king can't stop it, let's go together."
Ruin Demon King frowned.
"Several decades later, several of us were finally able to join forces to kill the enemy. The last time, the five of us gathered together, or the time when the Holy Cloud was destroyed and the Holy Lady was taken away."
The plague demon king sneered.
"Boom--!"
The Death Demon King took the lead.
A cloud of black mist rushed out from behind him and turned into a black dragon with open teeth and claws.
That was the gas of death that he killed countless creatures. This breath of death not only possesses immense power, but also contains the injustice of hundreds of millions of people. It is the ascending powerhouse. Once contaminated, it will also contaminate the soul and fall forever.
"cut!"
With Ye Chen's order.
Hundreds of swords fell like rain, each sword was cut with gold and iron, extremely sharp. The golden sword marks were pulled in the air, and from a distance, it looked like hundreds of golden lines running across the sky.
Flying sword like rain! Overwhelming! Just like the Sword Sage Sovereign of the Sword Sword Sect!
Many spectators who saw this scene took a breath.
"This is the true strength of Frost Leaf True Immortals? It's terrifying! No wonder even the masters of the Five Great Immortal Sects can't help him. It is said that even the True Immortal Feathers are defeated."
Said one tongue.
He was wearing a black armor and was tall and burly. He was a notorious solo traveler in the universe, and he was a warrior of Black Rock.
"Frost Leaf True Immortal, Famine Demon King, and Death Demon King, they all belong to mythological characters. Every birth is enough to dominate an era."
The blond man next to him sighed.
His name and cultivation base are not under the general Black Rock, and he is known as the son of the sun.
"Don't talk, they have to fight to destroy the demon king.
The others quickly interrupted.
Those who dare to come to watch the battle under the Red Maple Mountain are all famous and true fairy. Each has a huge name, and each person represents a huge force. Those who are cultivated as inadequate are not even qualified to watch the game.
"Oh, uh--!"
The golden sword rain shoots into the aura of terror, and directly stirs the aura of terror into a cloud of mist. This horrible aura looks vulnerable, but every flying sword contaminated with horror aura has a golden layer of dimness, shrinking from three feet to about two feet.
Is it possible for the Death Demon King to condense the spirit for hundreds of years?
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