Kowloon pull coffin

Chapter 210
After the black sword shot into the entrance, it quickly killed me.

People have three souls and seven souls, and the three souls are condensed into one to know God.For most practitioners, the primordial spirit is more powerful than the conscious spirit.

But when the cultivation base reaches my level, after the sanctification of the physical body, the consciousness of the mind has also been tempered. It is very tenacious, and the quick response has surpassed the primordial spirit.

However, despite such a detached existence, he still couldn't escape the black sword's lock.

The black sword is transformed from the spiritual consciousness produced after I turned into a sword demon, and it is easy for it to capture my spiritual consciousness with a single sword.

This is destined to be a shocking escape...

At this moment, the army of walking corpses has been completely wiped out by the Demonic Dao. I stand on the battlefield full of corpses and the smell of blood, seemingly unharmed, but the murderous intent in the entrance is unprecedentedly severe.

Although I have experienced death calamity before, I can successfully resolve it every time.

There are still two Heavenly Venerates in the Demonic Way, even though they usually don't show any signs of leakage, but I know that as long as I am in trouble, they will definitely sacrifice their lives for me, just because I bear the fate of seven kills, and I am the founder of the Demonic Way.

They appeared when Nuwa and I were distracted in the big temple, and they also appeared when I conferred the gods in Tianchi.

But this time, they will not appear in the life-and-death crisis I am facing.

Because this crisis comes from my porch, they can't detect it, and even if they are aware of it, they can't intervene.

The porch is the gate of life for practitioners, and all intruders are invaded by external evils.

Facing the hunt of the black sword, my sense of consciousness fled in fear, and I was powerless to fight back.

The entrance is vast and endless, like the ends of the world.Zhishen fled desperately, and Hei Jian pursued him closely.

Competing for speed, knowing the spirit is not as good as the black sword.

For a spiritual body like Divine Sense, speed is related to realm.It is also killing people with one thought, but Tianzun's one thought is a hundred times faster than half-step Tianzun.

The black sword is the spiritual consciousness of the sword demon. The sword demon has not really formed yet, but his divine sense is much stronger than mine.

In just a moment, my consciousness was stabbed several times by his sword, and my body was covered with cuts and bruises.

If it weren't for the wind of recovery and the brilliance of the moon god in the entrance, my consciousness would have been torn apart and turned into ashes.

But even so, judging from the current situation, it will be a matter of time before Consciousness God dies.

I'm going to die, and it's a way of death that I never thought of. The God of Consciousness was destroyed by the sword demon, and killed in the entrance.

The situation was getting more and more critical, and Zhishen went around more than half of the entrance but still could not get rid of the pursuit of the black sword, and dragged his broken body back to the summoning banner.

The consciousness is seriously injured, most of the spiritual thoughts have been lost, and it cannot be repaired by the power of wind and moon.

I also know it well, so I returned to Summoning Soul Banner.

The soul-calling flag is thick and indifferent, and it is a symbol of my magic way. All the spirits of the magic way disciples who died in battle will be included in it.

From the reappearance of the magic way to the present, it is unknown how many wills of heroes have been absorbed in the soul-calling banner.

Now that I am about to die under the banner of the soul, I don't know if my heroic will will be included in it.

The last moment came, and as the black sword passed through the body, the consciousness of the gods turned into fragments of divine thoughts with a bang, and ceased to exist...

This time, I didn't even have the chance to listen to the death announcement from the spirit banner.

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In front of Langshan, the war is still going on.

After the army of walking corpses was annihilated, the Evil Lord wanted to escape, but was entangled by Jiang Xueyang manipulating two wind dragons, and then the killer Lin Qingshui and Zhou Shihao also participated in the siege.

In order to escape from being murdered, the soul-hunting Zhenjun turned himself into a flying corpse and fled to Langshan.

At the last moment, Jiang Xueyang rose up on the wind, condensed the power of two wind dragons, and used the Zhaizhan Master Sword to slay the True Monarch of Seductive Soul.

The death of True Monarch Hooking the Soul brought a perfect end to the battlefield on the right side of the Mo Dao, although the casualties were extremely heavy.

Of the 500 fighters of the Qingqiu Fox Clan, only [-] survived.The most beautiful scenery of the magic path has become a cloud of smoke in the past.

Immediately afterward, the Demonic Right Army joined forces with the Left Army, and joined hands to kill the disciples of the Ghost King Sect of the Yinshan Dharma Lineage.Jiang Xueyang didn't let the last [-] fighters of the Qingqiu Fox Clan join the battle again, but let Liu Fengyu lead them to protect me.

After the black sword entered the entrance, my person remained rigid and stood in place, with no life or consciousness.

The disciples of the Ghost King Sect do not distinguish between humans and ghosts. Under the effect of soul connection, everyone has two lives, one human life and one ghost life, so the battle situation on the left is even more tragic than the army of walking corpses.

The silver fox Bai Wuya's whole body was blood red from the killing, and the ferocity of the killing was fully aroused.She kept killing people, and every time she killed one, the murderous aura on her body became stronger. Now Bai Wuya's whole body has turned into a scarlet cloud, cruelly harvesting the souls of the ghost king's disciples.

Even though Bai Wuya is so eye-catching, it is not she who kills the most, but Jian Jia who has the blood of phantom demon.

Jian Jia's Taoism was passed down by the ancestor of the Demonic Dao at the time, and she practiced in the Magic Demon Entrance for 3000 years. Later, I taught her the practice method of the Demonic Sword.

The phantom demon bloodline is ever-changing, not only can imitate all the supernatural powers in sight, but its own supernatural powers are also enough to defy the sky.

Jian Jia is a Taoist demon body and does not cultivate the dharma body, but she can summon a phantom mirror image with the phantom demon blood, imitating the magic sword cast by the deity.

The magic sword is surging, and there are many mirror images.

Jian Jia manifests twelve phantom mirror images in the posture of a ghost, and the main body hides in them.

Although the combat power of the phantom mirror image is not as good as that of the deity, it does not require a high combat power to kill the disciples of the Ghost King Sect.The twelve phantom mirror images are paired with the deity, and the epee airflow released by the epee is no less destructive to the disciples of the Ghost King Sect than me.

Killer, a well-deserved killer of war.

It's no wonder that Daozang left such a sentence when commenting on the rise of the Demon Dao, the woman of Xie Lan, the founder of the Demon Dao, has the courage to conquer the three armies and destroy the country.

Jian Jia is a low-key person, and what is most praised in the Battle of the Wild Immortals is not her combat power, but her spirit of sacrifice.

But after this battle, Mo Dao Jian Jia overwhelmed the two great killing gods Bai Wuya and Lin Qingshui, and became the top three in the Mo Dao combat power list, only behind me and Yanhua.

After Guixu was born, the Dao of Heaven no longer supervises all living beings, but sticks to the laws of Dao of Heaven left in the past and hides in the void.

It is also because of this that Jian Jia was able to escape any punishment after the power of the phantom demon bloodline erupted, and even revealed the identity of the phantom demon directly after this battle.

Since then, the name of Jian Jia, the phantom demon, has been spread all over the world.

With the support of Jiang Xueyang, Lin Qingshui and other demonic forces, the disciples of the Ghost King Sect immediately collapsed.

At this moment, the blood-clothed ghost king is already insane, devouring the ghost energy desperately, turning himself into a ten-foot-long evil ghost, holding a ghost king soul-splitting gun, and fighting against the joint siege from Marquis Helian Feng and Liu Hechou with all his strength.

At this time, Liu Hechou's shocking cloud formation had already ended, and Liu Hechou himself joined the battle.

In fact, Liu Hechou's combat power has always been underestimated, which is strikingly similar to the history 3000 years ago.

3000 years ago, Liu Hechou was the Sixth Heavenly Venerable who was ignored by the Taoist ancestors. Today, he still does not make a statement in the Demonic Dao, and he is not even as good as Liu Fengyu and Jian Jia later.

But this battle not only fulfilled Jian Jia's phantom demon prestige, but also let the world understand what it means to be an old man with a strong heart.

Liu Hechou's Master Zhaizhan lifts the sword as if it is light, and every move affects the natural appearance. Sometimes it is wild and carries the wind and rain, and sometimes it is delicate and gentle like pruning branches among flowers.

Lifting weight lightly, but also wild and sophisticated.

In the beginning, he and Marquis Helian fought together against the body of the blood-clothed ghost, but later, with Liu Hechou showing great power, Marquis Helian had to avoid his edge, leaving him to fight the blood-clothed ghost to the death.

Liu Hechou belongs to the reincarnation of the soul, unlike Jiang Xueyang and Yuhua, who belong to the new life. His soul life has reached the limit, and it is impossible to prove that Tianzun is impossible. The battle with the blood-clothed ghost king is the most colorful thing he left for the devil in this life. a sum.

With one's own strength, he killed the blood-clothed ghost king and witnessed the sixth celestial being of the demonic way!
Mo Dao won the left and right battles, and now only the midfield battle remains undecided.

No one can intervene in the middle of the battle, and the outcome can only be determined by themselves.

In the previous life, Huang Xiao's body was destroyed by Li Chunfeng's descendants, and in this life, he is also a shadowy soul just like Yanhua.

The two-handed giant sword in his hand is called the Tianzi Yehuo Sword, which kills people without cause and effect.

Yanhua has the coercion of death, and he has the way of an emperor. In terms of cultivation alone, he is even better than Yanhua.

Up to now, the blessing of the north wind on Yuhua's body has lost its effect, but Huang Xiao's fighting spirit has not diminished at all.Wearing a golden battle armor and holding the Tianzi Yehuo Sword, it shows the power of a generation of humans and demons to kill the emperor.

Although Mo Dao defeated Yinshan's 20 army, it also paid a heavy price.If Huang Xiao didn't die, this battle would be unspeakably victorious.

The knives and swords clashed again and again, each time bursting out more intense destructive shock waves.

The disciples of the Palace of Demon Desire behind Huang Xiao had retreated to Langshan with the destruction of the left and right armies, and the ten thousand dead souls under Xie Hua's command had also been reintroduced into the Dragon Soul Banner after she absorbed the will of the dead souls.

Yu Hua and Huang Xiao are fighting alone now, and the battlefield is the mountain of corpses under their feet.

There was a loud bang.

The Zhenyao Sword and the Tianzi Yehuo Sword clashed again in the air, and this time both of them used their full strength.

The aftermath of destruction fell from the sky to the ground, the ground sank several feet, and dense sonic booms were heard in the air.The aftermath of the destruction even spread to the Langshan mountain, the rocks collapsed and the peak tilted.

The demonic disciple had no choice but to retreat quickly, retreating a hundred feet away to avoid the aftermath of destruction.

The sky fell apart, this confrontation directly shattered the void, the light distorted and the light and shadow changed...

When the dust settled, there was no one on the battlefield, only Huang Xiao, who was spraying blood from his mouth and nose, was left standing with his sword, showing a ferocious smile.

"Death? My sword has the power to kill a god!"

(End of this chapter)