The Spirit World

Chapter 1000 Shadow Pendant (Thirty-Six)
[We learned the spells of spiritual power...isn't it for punishing evil and promoting good? ]

"Is this the so-called... true appearance of the Lord of White Spirit..."

Wan Zhang swung his hand, and the dagger flashed with a white edge: "It's so ugly..."

"Ah--"

Chang Yufeng lifted Artes to his waist, held out his magic sword, stepped down with his left hand, and pushed forward with his right hand into a bow, pressing his body down. With this attack, he gritted his teeth and snorted: "See for yourself what I look like when I come back from hell——"

He no longer breathed evenly, but inhaled slowly, squeezing his entire chest, and his whole body was ready to launch a fatal attack.

At this moment, everything about him was clearly displayed in Neferi's crystal ball.

The black aura spread everywhere! The black flames became more and more intense!

"General!" Neferi cheered excitedly. Her whole body began to tremble as she watched Chang Yufeng activate the [First Level of Heavenly Demon] to enhance his own power.

She looked back at the general, and the look of him wanting to share it immediately drove her crazy: "Look at this perfect body - look at this powerful sword - everything about him - is so fascinating - it's the breath of a god... sweet and delicious..."

"Adjutant Nefrey!! Adjutant Nefrey! Adjutant Nefrey—Death is whispering! Death is whispering! In front of it! It's in my ears! It's! In front of my eyes!"

General Bonnapo shouted in despair, totally ignoring Adjutant Neferi's praise.

"Wan Zhang will tell me everything about him... Soon, I will be able to find his weakness..." Adjutant Neferi waved her magic wand, and a blood-colored medicine bottle was instantly unscrewed and slid into General Bonnapo's mouth in the air: "It will be soon... It will be soon... Don't worry... Don't worry... Become..."

"Hell..." Wanzhang laughed contemptuously, and he quickly raised his Hell Fang again, preparing to launch a second attack, or to meet Chang Yufeng's attack.

A more intense battle was about to come. He laughed softly, facing the so-called "devil" with an extremely terrifying smile.

The first level of the Heavenly Demon changed Chang Yufeng's appearance, greatly enhancing Chang Yufeng's physical body, to adapt to the [Divine Power] that Chang Yufeng's Golden Level was not enough to use.

However, this change has a tendency of "demonization among the secular world". Short and pointed horns grow on both sides of his forehead, his face becomes more ferocious, the corners of his mouth no longer droop, he is surrounded by burning black flames, and the black air covering the sky permeates silently. The hatred of the man called the devil burns in his heart, and there is no turning back!
“I have seen the real hell… In the human world… You have simply turned into a… monster… the monster in the prophecy…” Wanzhang chuckled again, put his hands on his face with disdain, tilted his head back and laughed strangely: “Hahahaha… Hahahaha…”

He was almost insane and laughed wildly as if he had become a completely different person.

"The monster... in the prophecy..."

Chang Yufeng was a little surprised. Did the so-called [prophecy] even record clearly that he would become a "celestial demon"?

He released his anger in anger.

Grit your teeth!

"Now then... please taste... the monster that was predicted..."

In an instant, Chang Yufeng appeared behind Wanzhang and chopped Artes down viciously!

"Swallow it!"

He shouted loudly, wanting to chop off Wanzhang's head immediately. Wanzhang was startled at first, then he raised the dagger in his left hand to his shoulder to block. This action, which is not something ordinary people can do, made his bones make surprisingly loud noises, and it was obvious that he really had the ability to do what ordinary people could not do.

But despite this surprise, he still underestimated Chang Yufeng's strength below the first level of the Heavenly Demon. With the sound of a huge dagger colliding with Artes, the smell of blood began to permeate the desolate land of the city wall.

The dripping blood was viscous and squirming, and a few worms with needle tails swung out of the blood and turned into a nitric purple mist.

The dagger and the sword were in a stalemate. The blunt edge of the dagger rubbed against Wanzhang's neck. The worms that came out of the neck screamed and broke away from Wanzhang's body, dripping with sticky blood to the ground. The dagger's blade was facing the black magic sword. A broken blade flew across Wanzhang's left face and pierced deeply into it. The worms that rushed out angrily screamed. In the stalemate, the black air flashed illusorily, shining Chang Yufeng.

"Hehe——" His thousand-foot-long fangs were revealed, and he smiled evilly. An indescribable sense of excitement made him tremble, and he let the back of the dagger repeatedly cut the flesh of his neck during the confrontation with Artes.

However, Chang Yufeng's arm did not move at all. The bloody worms fell in front of his eyes. Artes was blocked, but it did not affect his ruthless slashing at all.

The black energy in his left hand was so domineering that it looked like a blooming wing. It hooked onto his right hand from below and pulled it horizontally with force. Artes broke through the dagger's barrier in an instant, and the sharp blade shattered the knife together.

It happened in a flash. Wanzhang lowered his head fiercely, and his body suddenly became extremely soft. The Hell-fang Blade made a crackling sound like the wind, and a sword was ejected from a bow that was ready to be fired, heading straight for Chang Yufeng's arms.

Chang Yufeng was shocked and thought to himself that Wanzhang was definitely not an ordinary person. This kind of flexible and adaptable moves was something that only ordinary people could do.

His fighting skills are much better than his own, and it seems that he will not be able to overcome the hurdle of ten thousand feet just by relying on the "brute force" given by the first level of Heavenly Demon.

Wanzhang was obviously an expert at making the enemy "throw away their weapons and blades". The "mouth" of the Hell-fang blade was very scary, and it shot out in a bow shape. Chang Yufeng's heart tightened, and he immediately let go of Artes and hit him, using Artes's reaction force to jump out.

His eyes were fixed on Artes who was flying out. He jumped back and landed on the ground, with Hell Fang hitting the ground, dust and dirt flying everywhere. He supported himself on the sandy ground with his hands, knowing that his arms were still there. He just wanted to be thankful for a second, but he had to face Hell Fang's pursuit again.

The Yuya that had hit the ground went straight back into Wanzhang's hand amid the rumbling sound of chains. This terrifying weapon was extremely ferocious when wielded. Unlike the "stable" nature of ordinary swords, the effect of Yuya's "strange blade" could be imagined. Countless souls had already been killed by Yuya's mouth.

Although it is a dead weapon, it has the power of a living blade.

"Die!"

Wanzhang shouted out, and the veins on his hand bulged as he retracted his Prison Fang. Blood spurted out from his wrist. The chain was still trembling, but in an instant he turned around and swung, smashing down again.

Chang Yufeng looked up in shock again. The Hell Fang was above his head. He pushed himself up against the ground and jumped out again, running quickly.

He turned his head and glanced at Wanzhang, only to see that his whole body was emitting a bloody red light. The worms that had been parasitic in his body for some unknown period of time became increasingly obvious. The worms that fell to the ground from the blood began to die in smoke, leaving behind black blood marks.

Artes landed on the ground with a clang, Chang Yufeng's angry black flames burning fiercely. He leaped up, jumped onto the city wall and ran.

Wanzhang laughed again with contempt, and it was cold to the bone.

"Where are you going to escape to?!"

"Lord of the White Spirit——"

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【The black energy in his left hand was so domineering that it looked like a blooming wing. It hooked onto his right hand from below and pulled it horizontally with force. Artes broke through the dagger's barrier in an instant, and the sharp blade shattered the knife together.

For a moment, Chang Yufeng felt the slight sound of Artes tearing flesh and blood. From the tender skin to the bones of the neck, everything was cut by Artes and broken by Chang Yufeng's fierce push of the sword.

What shocked Chang Yufeng was that countless tiny worms jumped out from the blade of the magic sword Artes in front of his eyes, opened their big mouths filled with blood, bit the separated head and pulled it down!

The head that seemed to be broken but not broken healed quickly and roared out with a cruel sound! 】

This part is very scary and violent, so I'll forget it. But I thought about this part for a long time... First, the setting of [Heavenly Devil Level 1] is not just "brute force", and second, it is because Wanzhang simply cannot resist successfully. This leads to a sense of frustration that [Heavenly Devil Level 1] "suffered".

Actually, not.

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