Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1481 What is the holy sword
The Holy Sword of Xuanyuan, according to legend, was forged by the immortals from the copper of Mount Caishou. It contains infinite power and has a strong deterrent effect on demons and ghosts.

At this moment in Wuwu City, the demonic clouds have completely receded, the darkness has completely disappeared, and the terrifying sword mighty mighty rushing straight to the abyss, all the demons feel their livers and gallbladders are torn apart, and the golden light from the top of their heads scorches them all over the ground Rolling over, excruciating pain.

Even though he is a demon god, he also belongs to the category of monsters. Looking at the giant sword in the sky, how can he not feel palpitations!

Youzhi's face twitched violently twice: Looking at the shocking momentum of that sword, it seems to be urged to unleash its real power, but the opponent is only a mere Mahayana cultivation base, how did it do it? !

The golden light was so dazzling that he couldn't find Liu Qinghuan for a while, and he didn't bother to look for it carefully at this time. He saw that his whole body's clothes were swollen by the instant burst of devilish energy, and the greedy sword in his hand was red. The blood was all stained, and the trembling continued.

The blood-colored meridians meandered out one by one, and spread to the entire Wuwu City in the blink of an eye. The ground seemed to be covered by countless thick tree roots, and the blood mist rose.

The two colors of red and gold separated the sky and the earth into two halves. The sea of ​​blood below was churning, while the top was shining with golden light.

At that time, the giant sword in the sky suddenly slashed down with overwhelming might; another sword whistle sounded like the most mournful cry in the deep demon realm, and the killing intent full of rage burst out suddenly!
Taiji and Zichen had already flown back to the edge of the battlefield, their faces were full of horror, but they couldn't help but look at the sky.

"Fellow Daoist Qinglin will be okay?" Zichen was worried, paused and said: "The sword in his hand looks familiar..."

Daoist Taiji looked awe-inspiring: "That should be the legendary holy sword of the human race, Xuanyuan Sword!"

Zichen was so startled that his eyes widened: "Holy, holy sword!"

Taiji Daoist said: "Every race has its own holy weapon, the Pangu ax of the demon race, the Jiuli pot of the demon race, the sky-suppressing coffin of the ghost race, and the Xuanyuan sword of our human race. These are the four most special magic weapons in the world. , They will not recognize their masters, and only in the hands of their own people and their approval can they exert real power, even beyond their ranks."

"You mean, Fellow Daoist Qinglin has been approved by the Holy Sword of Xuanyuan?" Zichen asked.

A complex look flashed in Tai Chi's eyes, he nodded and said, "Yes, we may be able to..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by an earth-shattering impact sound. The golden sun and the sea of ​​blood suddenly met, and the sky and the earth were shaken violently.

"Boom!" A huge mushroom cloud appeared in the sky, the space shattered with a bang, and the fierce sword wind swept across the entire Wuwu City. Instantly razed to the ground!
Taiji and Zichen put up their protective shields, but they were still shocked by the aftermath. As for the other low-level demons in the city, there were no bones left.

After a while, there was a mournful cry, followed by the sound of the sword breaking.

He only looked at the sword in his hand in disbelief. The cracks on the sword body showed that the Supreme Demon Sword's greed had been destroyed.

"how is this possible……"

The golden light scattered slightly, but the sword on the opposite side was still dazzling without any damage.Liu Qinghuan's sharp eyebrows and eyes appeared from behind the sword, raised his eyebrows and curled his lips and said: "Why is it impossible, I have the Xuanyuan Sword in my hand!"

After finishing speaking, he flashed his figure and immediately fled away. As a result, he heard an extremely furious roar from behind, and a terrifying phantom came rushing towards him!

At this moment, Liu Qinghuan felt very strange, as if infinite power was continuously pouring into her body from Xuanyuan Sword.

What's even more amazing is that activating the full power of the Chaos Supreme Treasure should have drained most of his mana in the first place, but in the attack just now, he only used about one-third of his mana, and he can do it a few more times.

Liu Qinghuan had three magic weapons of chaos, and the most handy one to use was the Heaven's Punishment Whip, which could almost move the whip at will, hitting wherever she pointed.The complete opposite is the Hunting Mirror, which feels very strenuous every time it is used. It is clearly lower than the Heaven's Punishment Whip, but it consumes far more mana than the Heaven's Punishment Whip.

Liu Qinghuan understood that the Hunting Mirror was a dark weapon after all, and even though he had practiced the way of life and death so that he could manipulate it, he still couldn't use it freely.

Now, holding the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, it is as if the sword in his hand has merged with himself, he is the sword, and the sword is him.

Liu Qinghuan's figure was indistinct, like light smoke blowing willows, suddenly turned around, his whole body glowed with golden light, and he slashed out with a sword!
I saw the golden brocade flying down, brilliant and majestic, the vast sword energy swept across half of the sky effortlessly, and rolled towards it again.

He only hesitated for a moment, but he didn't dare to take it hard, and the nasty Renxiu also took the opportunity to escape and rushed down!
Below is a towering cliff, and an octagonal glazed lamp emitting gleaming light hangs on the tallest tower. Liu Qinghuan leaned over to fish it, and collected it into the ring.

"You ruined my Chaos Demon Sword, use this lamp to pay for it!"

Hearing these words again, the pursuers were so angry that they wanted to vomit blood: You clearly destroyed that sword yourself!
As a demon god, he was so humiliated by Xiaoxiu of the human race, and he couldn't bear it anymore. He was so angry that he forgot the restraint of the law of heaven at this moment, and a black light appeared in his right hand, and he punched out violently!
Not to mention [-]% of the strength in this punch, [-]% to [-]% is always there, once it is released, it roars like a giant dragon, booming and rumbling.

But he didn't expect that cunning person's figure to fade away suddenly, as if melting into the clear sky, and disappeared between his fingers just before the fist approached.

"It's this trick again!"

The scene of the previous few days reappeared, every time this guy used this move to stand upright without a trace, turning Wuwu City upside down, and slipping away from under his nose, every time!
He suddenly understood why Shang Xiao had been refusing to give up on arresting this person. Anyone who encountered such a slippery and unsqueezable bug would feel very uncomfortable, wishing to catch him and kill him [-] times to calm down!

Looking down at Wuwu City, which was almost in ruins, the veins on his forehead were twitching, and he could hardly maintain the expression on his face.

What made him even more angry was that the other two worms had also escaped from Wuwu City, and their backs almost disappeared into the sky.

"Ah, damn it, Renxiu!" The furious roar spread throughout the entire abyss, and the few demon ancestors who had finally survived the aftermath of the great battle heard it, and they all lay down on the ground full of ruins and walls, pretending to be dead.

Zichen glanced back and said anxiously: "The demon god is chasing you! How about we split up?"

Master Taiji looked at Liu Qinghuan, and the latter agreed: "It's fine, you all stay away from me, he should come to chase me... Wait, what's the sound!"

Liu Qinghuan looked forward, and saw black smoke billowing in the distance, the earth trembling, and an army of demons appearing among the poor mountains and rivers.

(End of this chapter)