Raising the Demon

Chapter 841

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At the foot of Tianzhu Mountain, Luo Qianshan came out with a sword, and countless purple fairy spirits turned into fly ash.

But the knife in his back had already stabbed down, and no one could save him within close range.

The sharp long sword, carrying aura and unknown strange black energy, pierced Luo Qianshan's back!

"Die!" The Yinglongzong cultivator looked ferocious, like a ghost.

As long as he stabs out with a sword, he can kill Luo Qianshan, the biggest obstacle between the fairy world and the mortal world!

"Long live the Immortal Emperor!" He yelled frantically, welcoming his supreme glory.

But at that moment, a stream of light flashed.

The sword light was light and strange, it crossed his Adam's apple, pierced his throat, and twisted lightly, a big head flew up along with the blood, before the black shadow had time to dodge, it was caught by a gust of sword energy blow off.

At some point, a young man appeared behind Luo Qianshan.

The boy's expression was grim, but he was dressed like a non-mainstream middle school boy.

He held a sword in his hand, but he had a displeased expression on his face, as if he had done something very annoying.

This is Luo Qianshan, the sword demon who is always lazy and rarely has a chance to make a phone call.

"Hey, idiot, don't you know how to be on guard against some enemies?" Er Leng helped Luo Qianshan block a sword, but turned around and kicked out, kicking Luo Qianshan to the ground.

"You wait for me!" Luo Qianshan was panting all over his face, and wanted to trouble Er Leng, but he really had no strength, so he could only talk in vain.

"Useless trash, that's not enough?" Er Leng laughed loudly, "If you beg me, I can help you regardless of the past."

Luo Qianshan got up and kicked over, kicking Er Leng on a big horse, then grabbed his leg, picked it up backwards, and then threw himself on himself, and the "God's Submission" was performed, The sword energy erupted from Er Leng's body, and merged with the soaring murderous aura on Luo Qianshan's body.

"Crack, click" several times, Luo Qianshan put on a suit of sword armor, and the sharp blades stretched out from his shoulders, elbows, knees, and fists. With the addition of "God's Descending Art", it has also become three, like three big banners, erected behind the back.

But behind Luo Qianshan, Er Leng put on a blood-red battle robe, which was like a banner, fluttering in the wind. In his hand, the slender and light long sword had turned into a simple and elegant sword. The thick sword with no front has scarlet blood streaks on it. It is unknown how many people's blood has been sucked on it.

With the "God's Descending Art" taking effect, the power of one person and one demon is equally shared, increased, mutually strengthened and changed, surpassing their respective limits.

Surging power poured into Luo Qianshan's body, making him full of strength again, and even the heart that was about to burst, with the help of Er Leng, no longer swelled like it used to.

Although Er Leng and Er Leng held each other back all day long, this couldn't change the fact that Er Leng was with him for life.

Luo Qianshan's "Blood Knife" was transformed by his Dao Heart and spiritual power. At this time, it has changed from one to three. Not only the power has increased, but the sustaining power has also increased by more than three times.

"Come on!" Luo Qianshan stretched out his hand, and a blood knife jumped into his hand automatically, and then the human knife merged into one, and swung it out again.

"As long as I'm still standing here, I won't allow any Purple Fairy to take a step further!"

The second stunned turned into a stream of light, dragging the huge blood-colored giant sword, bending and flying in the air like a stream of red streamer, every time it caught up with the purple fairy, it was cut out with a single sword, not a single purple fairy Can escape his sword.

And as he killed more and more purple fairy spirits, the sword in his hand was also covered with a layer of purple, gradually flickering, as if it was also impregnated with the power of purple fairy spirits.

This power comes from Luo Qianshan's "Use killing to stop killing and protect the common people". Although Xiaopan has not researched the demon heart, he has perfected the "God's Descending Art" to the extent that he can use the other party's Dao heart.

But those purple fairies, after all, are too many.

Luo Qianshan can last for an hour or two, but can he last for one or two days?
"Xiao Pan, hurry up!" Luo Qianshan approached his limit time and time again, relying on himself alone, no matter how powerful he was, how could he defend against the purple fairy spirits in the entire fairy world?

In the stone room, in front of Xiao Pan was a half-illusion and half-real figure floating. This was a true fairy from the fairy world who had previously captured the guard through secret techniques, but was separated by Xiao Pan.

And the parasitic rattan, at the heart of the phantom, was burrowing into the black shadow's body.

After Xiao Pan's investigation, among the survivors of the fairy world, there are about a dozen of these stubborn, obsessed, and loyal to the immortal emperor's true immortals, and these people have spread.

After Xiao Pan found out about these people, his first order was to make everyone be vigilant and guard against their partners.

And most importantly, no one is allowed to easily approach Zi Baifeng who is in a head-on confrontation with the Immortal Emperor!

After doing this, Xiao Pan continued to study the strange parasitic vine, and he was now sure that this strange object that looked like a tentacle was indeed a part of a "plant".

It is said to be a plant because it basically has no consciousness, but it is a plant in the four-dimensional world. On the evolutionary tree, it has gone further than humans.

But in fact, after removing the vine, the true monster of the real demon world just has a formed demon heart compared to ordinary monsters.

This trick is just an expedient measure. After understanding this, the True Demon Realm immediately dropped several notches in Xiaopan's heart.

That's all.

In the fairy world, above the Purple Fairy Mountain, the Immortal Emperor gradually lost his patience.

The world of Tianzhu couldn't attack for a long time, and the few chess pieces it sent out didn't take effect, which made the Immortal Emperor very impatient.

He raised his hand, and beads emerged in his hand.

Zhenyuan Orb.

After searching from the mortal world for countless years, there are hundreds of Zhenyuan orbs in the hands of the Immortal Emperor. These hundreds of Zhenyuan orbs can not only allow him to repair the loopholes in the laws of the fairy world, but also allow him to force him to write about the mortal world. rules.

"If you can't attack, then don't do it!" The Immortal Emperor sneered, he raised his hand, Zhenyuan orbs flew out of his hand, and merged into the huge pillar of air crossing in front of him.

The air column became thicker and thicker, it didn't look like an air column, but more like a human tendon.

These pillars of air are composed of strange clouds that once lingered around the fairy world. These clouds are very magical in themselves, they can hold up the fairy city and let people stand on it.

At this time, it became more solid, as if it had turned into flesh and blood.

With the solidification of the air column, the entire fairyland is collapsing and shrinking towards the center, becoming smaller at an extremely fast speed.

Centering on the place where Zixian Mountain is located, the entire space collapsed inward, and many purple fairy spirits were even squeezed by the collapsed space and swallowed silently.

Finally, these pillars of air completely turned into purple-red muscles, and then... a crack gradually appeared.

It was as if a clam opened its shell, and the edge of the fairyland was forcibly torn apart.

In that cracked gap, there is a lush green, which is the color of the earth in the mortal world.

In the mortal world, above the nine heavens, the sky cracked.

(End of this chapter)