Woohoo...!
The world of Ghost Mountain has become dark again, and the whining sounds are full of magic, disturbing people's minds. The touch of green that was there not long ago, accompanied by the whining sounds, is covered up again, and the entire Ghost Mountain is shrouded in mist again. , there were fierce ghosts and evil spirits crawling out, laughing ferociously.
"Find out... what exactly is it." Everyone in the valley looked in the direction of the Ghost Prison City, their bodies trembling, their eyes full of fear, and even their tone of voice was trembling.
Under the gaze of everyone, the billowing demonic mist surged out from the Ghost Prison City and shot straight into the sky, like a layer of black curtain, covering the last trace of light in the world into darkness.
Looking carefully, there is a prototype of a person in the raging demonic mist. It is the resurrected demon. His face cannot be seen clearly. All he can see is a pair of huge eyes, bloodshot and extremely scarlet, flashing with a violent light and fierce. Terrifying.
And as the demon walked out of the billowing demonic mist, the world could see his true face clearly. He was majestic, three feet tall, licking a scarlet tongue, with all his fangs exposed, and a sinister and scary smile. Perhaps his body was too heavy, and the soles of his feet were shaking every time. Every time it fell, the ground made a loud thud.
He... is too strong, the terrifying pressure, even the sword master and the sword madman, will definitely not be able to resist it. His legs are bending, and he cannot help but kneel down.
Ye Chen was the only one present who could still stand steadily and could barely withstand the pressure of the demon.
"Evil... devil." The martial arts people were frightened and retreated collectively, their eyes glaring, full of fear.
The demon ignored others and only looked at Ye Chen. He smiled ferociously and wished he could tear Ye Chen into pieces, drink his blood, and gnaw his bones to satisfy the hatred in his heart.
Ye Chen was calm and speechless, but he was calling out in his heart, calling out to the evil demon, because the demon in front of him was no longer a half-immortal, and had exceeded the limit that he could contend with. If he really wanted to fight hard, he would definitely die, and the people in this ghost mountain, Yan The people on the earth, and even all the creatures in the ancient star, will be slaughtered. A heavenly demon in the Qi Condensation Realm will be the supreme king in the mortal world.
However, there was still no response from the evil demon to his call.
"Lao Yang, Xuan Lei Sword." Ye Chen stretched out his hand, his expression extremely heavy. If the evil devil didn't come to save him, he would have to do it.
The demon is resurrected, and it will be stealing the spiritual power of the source crystal again, and it will be more ferocious than before. It won't be long before the source crystal's spiritual power is exhausted, and by then, it will affect the sealed Qin Xiong.
He could escape, but Qin Xiong could no longer save him.
Elder Yang Ge did not dare to delay and hurriedly handed over the Xuan Lei Sword.
"Get out of here." Ye Chen said calmly, holding the Xuan Lei Sword in hand, and went straight to the demon.
Without him having to say anything, those martial arts people had already turned around and ran away, rolling and crawling without daring to look back. The demons were so terrifying. Just a gust of wind could blow them into the sky. They had nothing to fight with.
Ling Feng and others hesitated for a moment and then turned around. They were just burdens here.
On the other side, Ye Chen had already arrived with a sword and struck directly at the forehead of the demon with a sword called Fengshen.
"Ant." The demon smiled sinisterly, raised his hand and grasped the tip of the sword, his magic power surging.
Ye Chen was shocked and stepped back. Every step he took would leave a dented footprint on the ground. The Xuan Lei Sword in his hand buzzed violently, making him unable to hold it. They were all shaken by the demon. If it were not made of black black iron, it would have shattered on the spot.
Before he could settle down, the demon came like a ghost and poked a bloody hole in his chest with a finger of divine light.
Ye Chen dodged away and sealed the acupuncture points to stop the gushing blood.
"Are you able to leave?" The demon sneered. He moved faster and pointed another finger at Ye Chen's eyebrows. This time, it was a decisive blow. If Ye Chen was pierced through the head with one finger, he would die on the spot.
In the flash of lightning, Ye Chen used Taixu Movement to move the vital point.
At the same time, he waved the Xuan Lei Sword and cut out a bloody gully on the demon's body.
"Very good." The devil smiled ferociously, not angry at all, but more excited. He killed Ye Chen with one blow, but it was boring. It would be interesting to torture an enemy like Ye Chen to death.
Ye Chen's heart was as calm as water. He held the Xuan Lei Sword in his hand and stepped on the Taixu Steps. He used mysterious body skills to maneuver around. When the demon pointed at him, he would return the sword with his sword.
The battle was extremely bloody.
It can be seen that it was Ye Chen who was the loser this time. He was almost suppressed and beaten. After only a dozen rounds, he was already covered in blood, with scars and gouges all over his body, which was shocking.
On the other hand, although Tianmo had injuries, they were all superficial injuries.
He is a monk, and his recovery power is far beyond that of ordinary people. He is also constantly absorbing the spiritual power of source crystals and the spiritual power of flowers, plants and trees. From the beginning of this battle, he has completely crushed Ye Chen, regardless of speed, strength and Resilience.
"Evil." Ye Chen was still calling in his heart. He couldn't hold on for long, and neither could the source crystal of Laofeng.
"Ant, are you desperate?" The devil's smile was full of magic power. Before the laughter fell, it was like a ghost again, approaching Ye Chen, and pushed out a dark palm print with his hand.
"Wind God of Ten Thousand Swords." Ye Chen gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and pierced the palm mark with an unparalleled sword, but was shocked to the point of vomiting blood.
"I underestimated you." The demon licked his tongue, waved his hand and a blood dragon roared at Ye Chen. It was much stronger than the blood dragon in Ghost Prison City before.
Ye Chenhuo steadied himself, instilled his inner strength into the Xuan Lei Sword, and pointed at the blood dragon from a distance.
Immediately, the ferocious sound of the sword sounded, and countless sword energy suddenly appeared, which was his self-created secret method... Wanjian Chaozong.
puff! puff! puff!
The blood dragon was injured, and the huge dragon body was cut with blood marks. But even so, Wanjian Chaozong could not stop it. The blood dragon rushed towards him, and a divine dragon swung its tail, throwing Ye Chen away, and his bones were broken. A few.
The blood dragon was in hot pursuit and had already opened its bloody mouth, trying to swallow Ye Chen.
"With you, you're going to swallow me?" Ye Chen snorted coldly. He suddenly steadied himself and used the Wind God Technique again. The sword penetrated from the blood dragon's mouth all the way to its tail.
The blood dragon howled and was buried on the spot.
Ye Chen, on the other hand, also staggered and was knocked over by the demon's palm, falling to the ground in a pool of blood.
This time, Ye Chen didn't even try to get up. After a series of bloody battles, he was exhausted. He was far from able to defeat the devil in terms of exhaustion. In terms of recovery power, he was even worse than ten blocks. In terms of fighting ability, the two of them were on the same level. There is no comparison between a monk and a mortal.
"Boring." The devil walked over with a playful smile. There was a bone spur protruding from the palm of his hand. He wanted to use it to touch Ye Chen's head. The moment the bone spur was pulled out, the bloody fountain would be wonderful.
However, before he could reach them, he heard the whistling sound of the wind, and hundreds of figures came to kill them in no particular order. It was Ling Feng, Yang Xuan and others, as well as many martial arts masters, who came back to kill them.
"Take my sword." Shangguan Jiu was the most domineering, leaping forward and slashing down with the purple gold sword.
"You don't know what you can do." The demon's steps disappeared and he didn't even look at him. With a flick of his hand, he flew Shangguan Jiu away and hit a rock, causing it to burst into pieces.
Yang Xuan snorted coldly, took a shot from the air with his Qi in his palm.
The devil was too lazy to speak, and just snorted coldly, shaking Yang Xuan to his knees.
Ling Feng's sword was quite powerful and pierced the air. The tip of the sword hit the demon's chest. However, although his sword was strong, it could not break through the demon's defense. It only wiped out a handful of sparks on the demon's body.
The demon smiled faintly, and the demonic evil surged. Dugu Sword Master, who ranked first in the martial arts world, was also knocked over by the evil evil that rolled back.
"Kill." The martial arts masters shouted, and arrows and flying knives came from all over the sky.
But the embarrassing thing is that those long arrows and flying knives are too fragile. Even the sword master can't break through the defense. Even Ye Chen was completely defeated, let alone them. Thousands of people rushed up and were swept away. Those who came to the rescue fell to their knees when they met.
"It's boring, it's really boring." The demon twisted his neck contentedly, his eyes flashing with evil light. From the beginning to the end, he only looked at Ye Chen.
Ye Chen coughed up blood, used the Xuan Lei Sword as a support, and staggered up. Blood was flowing all over his body, and he looked like a bloody man.
He was still so calm, and his anger towards the demon was hidden in his soul. Once it broke out, the world would be shocked and the ghosts and gods would weep. The body of two emperors and one emperor, the demon and the demon, was slaughtered, which is the best proof.
The demon finally settled down and stood three feet away. He raised his hand slightly and pinched Ye Chen's neck in the air. He lifted it up and stuck it in the air. The bone spur protruding from his palm also shone with a faint light. Always be prepared to kill Ye Chen's head.
Ye Chen was unable to struggle, and his hands were hanging down helplessly, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. After all, he was a mortal and could not stand up to the monks. This time, it would be difficult for him to defy the odds.
Ling Feng and others wanted to rescue, but they were powerless. They couldn't even stand up. Despair... overwhelmed everyone's hearts. The myth of martial arts was defeated. After Ye Chen died, it was them. There was no one else in this world. If he can stop this demon, he will turn this ancient star into a dead hell.
Suddenly, at this moment, a sudden thunder resounded through the sky.
The sky is covered with dark clouds and thunder and lightning are the signs before it rains.
At this moment, Ye Chen's dim eyes suddenly flashed with shock, and his scattered eyes were extremely focused. The starlight seemed to have power again, and that power was like thunder and lightning that filled the void. Although he is a mortal, he can draw thunder into his body and use the power of thunder and lightning. The outcome of this battle is still uncertain.
With a thunder, he mobilized the last of his inner strength, forcibly breaking through the shackles of the demon, falling from mid-air, swaying on the ground.
After he stabilized his body, he raised the Xuan Lei Sword high and pointed it straight at the sky in accordance with his mental skills.
Immediately, the raging thunder and lightning in the void seemed to be pulled by some kind of divine power. It fell straight down and connected with the tip of the Xuan Lei Sword. Using the Xuan Lei Sword as a medium, it poured into Ye Chen's body. The extinguished thunder turned into a trace of lightning. Threads of thunder and lightning were integrated into his limbs, bones, internal organs, meridians, and even every acupuncture point and every tiny pore. Thunder and lightning lingered around him, causing him to be instantly enveloped by thunder, like a thunder god.
"If mortal means can't kill you, then try the power of thunder."
Ye Chen's words were sonorous and powerful, cold and majestic.