God King of Myriad Realms

Chapter 43 [The first form of the Heavenly Emperor's Sword Art, the Heavenly Emperor's sword drawing technique! 】

The bloody light broke through the sky.

Nearly thirty ferocious beasts of various shapes flashed an uncontrollable panic and panic in their eyes.

"The first form of the Heavenly Emperor's Sword Art, the Heavenly Emperor's sword drawing technique!"

More than five feet long and as wide as a palm, the "Demon Slaying Weeping Blood" that spewed out blazing bloody light suddenly waved in Ling Changsheng's hand. "Unparalleled in the world, the eternal spirit of the Heavenly Emperor rises in a flash, and is perfectly integrated into the sword."

This sword is as fast as lightning, imposing like a rainbow, and its power is unstoppable!

The strange and bright blood-colored sword light swept out, and for a moment, dozens of peak beasts wailed and screamed, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

"Roar! Ooooh!"

With sharp fangs and sharp teeth, the majestic "Golden Lion" jumped up, opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed the young man.

"Heavenly Emperor's sword drawing technique!"

The aura is rolling, and the power of 75 ancient dragon elephants is condensed into a shape, arranged above the head.

Ling Changsheng didn't turn his head back, relying on his intuition, he turned around and slashed out with a sword.

Glittering, the blood is like the moon.

The mysterious and peerless bright red sword light struck the head of the "Golden Lion" with a bang.

The entire head of the "Golden Lion", which was comparable to the seventh heavenly powerhouse in the Martial Master Realm, was smashed to pieces.

Slashing Demons and Weeping Blood is a demon sword forged by the ancient craftsman "Ou Yezi".

Even if Ling Changsheng doesn't have enough power to arouse the true power of "Slaying Demons and Weeping Blood", the terrifying aura of the demon sword should not be underestimated.

Besides, Ling Changsheng now has a suitable magical weapon called "Slaying Demons and Weeping Blood", and he can use the supreme sword move "Heavenly Emperor Sword Art" created in his previous life. look down on

Witnessing the youth unilaterally slaughtering dozens of ferocious beasts with a single sword, Lin Xian'er's eyes widened beautifully on the towering tree: "Pervert...monster."

Xian'er, please keep your voice down.

Lu Linlang pushed Lin Xian'er: "Don't let that pervert hear it again, if he gets angry, he'll knock us out too."

"Ah." Lin Xian'er's pretty face was pale: "No...it won't be."

Haha.

"From now on, I think you will be afraid of the Young Lord Changsheng like a mouse seeing a cat." Lu Linlang smiled. An open-minded person, if we say a few words to him, he will kill us, so what's the matter?"

Miss Lin Lang!
Lin Xian'er clenched her fists delicately: "If you're teasing me...I, I won't play with you anymore!"

"Stop teasing you, okay?" Lu Linlang nodded.

"Aww..." Among the corpses of ferocious beasts on the ground, only the flame rat remained.

This beast is also the strongest among all the beasts, comparable to the peak of the Martial Lord Yachongtian.

Ling Changsheng deliberately left it at the end, with a playful and cold arc on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Run, you can't escape, you might as well fight to the death!"

As if understanding the reminder from the young man in front, the fierce beast Flame Rat let out a long roar, and the flames outside him rose and swelled, turning into a scorching fireball that burned the sky and boiled the sea, and flew across the void, heading straight for the young man.

If it were a strong man in the Ninth Layer of the Martial Master Realm who was hit by this blow, he would either die or be disabled.

"Good time!" The aura of the Emperor of Heaven shrouded his body, vague and illusory, setting off the supreme and supreme glory of the young man!
At the critical moment, Ling Changsheng raised the "Monster Slayer and Weeping Blood" with a wave, and the blood moon cut marks reappeared.

Beautiful and coquettish, breathtaking.

The flames wrapped around the body of the Flame Rat were torn apart, and then, the flesh and blood of the Flame Rat collapsed inch by inch, bloody and bloody, shocking...

Looking at the dead flame rat, Ling Changsheng exhaled, and muttered to himself: "It's smoother than expected, "The First Form of the Heavenly Emperor's Sword Art: The Heavenly Emperor's Sword Drawing Technique", the mysterious essence is concentrated in the moment when the sword is drawn , the domineering aura and the burst of strength in the body instantly create a blowing sword that can often instantly kill a strong man whose cultivation base is far superior to his own."

"Ling Changsheng—are you okay?" Lin Xian'er, Lu Linlang, and the two girls sneaked up behind the boy.

"What? Do I seem to be in trouble?" Ling Changsheng turned around.

Me, I think you are strong enough to deal with the Black Moon Horse Thieves.

Lin Xian'er wondered about the young man in front of him in awe and curiosity, and said, "By the way, the sharp sword light that you just killed so many beasts, isn't it the martial arts swordsmanship you practiced?"

Righteous.

Ling Changsheng nodded with a smile: "The Black Moon Bandits can't escape, so let's just ignore them. You two go back to the cave. I want to hunt the beasts alone and sharpen my sword moves."

……it is good.Lu Linlang nodded obediently: "You must come back before dark, otherwise we two weak girls...."

Ha ha.

"Understood." Ling Changsheng kicked his foot, and his figure disappeared from the sight of the two girls.

A bloody storm officially broke out in the winding mountains.

The young man in white, with his demon sword in hand, roams in all directions, and wherever he passes, there are bound to be fierce beasts howling and screaming.

"The Heavenly Emperor's sword-drawing technique has also become more and more proficient and mastered."

In the blink of an eye, the first day is over.

At dawn, Ling Changsheng left the two girls behind and embarked on a solitary killing journey again.

The branch trembled, and a young man in white fell down. The violent and bloody aura exuding from his body scared the two warrior masters in front of him to tremble, wishing to run away.

"Not coming yet?"

Ling Changsheng shouted teasingly.

"Roar!" The two ferocious beasts, one on the left and the other on the right, rushed towards the young man at a remarkable speed.

"Heavenly Emperor's sword drawing technique!"

Draw out the sword, swing it, and in a blink of an eye, two fierce beasts at the eighth level of the martial master, their vitality annihilated, lay motionless at Ling Changsheng's feet: "Weak... I'd better find some powerful beasts to play with."

The seventh heaven of Wu Zongjing!

Suddenly, the cultivation base broke through a small stage without warning.

There was a hint of joy in the corner of Ling Changsheng's eyes: "It's not bad, the energy deposited in my body by Amber Dan has evaporated again."

Half a day passed.

In front of a waterfall, Ling Changsheng found a fierce beast, "It's a giant python with a length of more than 20 meters and a rhinoceros horn on its head."

Comparable to "Wu Wang Yi Chong Tian"!
"The Immemorial Dragon Elephant Art." Without any haste, Ling Changsheng first showed the power of martial arts, "The power of eighty ancient dragon elephants swept across the sky, and the roar of the dragons and elephants was deafening."

hiss.

The scarlet eyes looked down at the boy, and the giant rhinoceros snake cautiously entangled its body, its head raised high, and the sharp rhino horns gleamed coldly in the sun, like an invincible spear.

"Go." Ling Changsheng gave an order, "The power of eighty ancient dragon elephants smashed down is comparable to the power of 160 dragons of ordinary people! The power of 160 dragons is at least the fourth level of a warrior!" Heaven can shape it."

"Ow!"

The muscles knotted and bulged, the giant python shook its head, and the rhinoceros horns on its forehead smashed and tore apart "the power of eighty ancient dragon elephants."

However, this was just Ling Changsheng's tentative move. His energy and spirit climbed to the peak, and his spiritual energy was injected into the monster's weeping blood.

With a strong sense of death crisis, the overwhelming momentum rushed into the soul, the eyes of the rhinoceros horn python were shocked, and the body quickly shrank into a ball and put on a defensive posture.

(End of this chapter)