Lin Zhizhi definitely couldn't beat Canglun.
Even though his strength has soared after double cultivation with Lord Daoist, he is enough to dignify the world and become a top cultivator, but it is still much worse than the legend of the immortal and immortal reincarnation of Demon Lord.
Even Lin Zhizhi has no doubt that he may not even be able to pass ten moves, and he will be defeated by the opponent, or even die—
However, as he walked towards the other party, Lin Zhizhi felt some excitement in his heart.
That's the Demon Venerable—
Aside from everything else, what is the fear of being able to fight against the ruler of this demon world so happily
Compared with the fighting spirit of the black-haired boy, Cang Lun just stood there unpredictably, the emotions in his eyes had suddenly disappeared, replaced by a relieved smile, and then an astonishing sword qi broke through the year-round barrier qi of the demon world. , and also opened the sleeves of Lord Mozun.
Lin Zhizhi naturally wanted to do it first—because Cang Lun just stood there with such a half-smile, without any will to do anything, he just looked at him.
He took the lead, and the fierce sword energy turned into a sword formation of Gangfeng, arousing the blood that was about to move in the demon world, propped up a mysterious wind, the sky and the earth changed color, and attacked Canglun at an astonishing speed.
Lord Mozun didn't know why he didn't hold up the protective barrier, and he didn't even mean to avoid it. He was closer to stretching out his fingertips in a leisurely manner, and a small blood-colored meniscus flew out from his fingertips, corresponding to each sword energy, spiritual energy. They collided, forming small explosions in the air.
"boom-"
However, behind the sword qi, there is still the body of Wen Xianjian, which flashes through the crescent moon like a streamer, and the sound of thunder and thunder is wrapped around the body of the sword, humming and stabbing towards Canglun's heart!
Facing the approaching Wen Xianjian, Cang Lun's cuff drew a long spear, the gun body was dark, and there were little sparks on it. It collided with Wen Xianjian in front of him. The huge sound set off a huge wave at the bottom of the cliff, and the clouds and mist dispersed. Open, abruptly bounced back the immortal sword that had no return!
Wen Xianjian naturally refused to give up, turned back in the air, and approached Canglun with a faster speed and vigor, and even there were traces of blossoming lotus blossoms on the sword body, forming a phantom of a sword - that is the great way Success, the imprint of the law of the supreme swordsmanship.
This law of phantoms is more terrifying than the locality of the sword. It does not interfere with the body, but the spiritual sense that is more important to the monks. Anyone who touches it will be cut off by the law.
However, in this "everyone who touches", the Demon Venerable is definitely not included.
Cang Lun let the sword of order sink into his forehead and into his spiritual sense.
A layer of invisible flame was wrapped around his spiritual sense. When the sword shadow of the order entered, it was like the ice and snow under the scorching sun, which was quickly melted away.
The immortal sword has a spirit and is conscious of danger. The whole body is full of sword light, and it pauses in front of Cang Lun. Once again, under the cover of the lightning formation, it strikes again.
- If Lord Mozun wants, he can continue to fight with Lin Zhizhi like this.
With the level of spiritual energy of the monks in the spiritual transformation stage, even if they fought for more than a month, it would not be a problem.
But he ran out of time.
The corners of Lord Mozun's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a smile that was not a smile. The next time he asked the Immortal Sword, he completely removed all protection.
His expression and posture were more like a hug, facing the tip of the sword, as if he was going to hug its owner across the sword—
Embrace love and death.
The point of the sword passed through the man's heart without hindrance, smashing it to pieces.
In normal times, this little physical injury is actually nothing - Cang Lun has more than a dozen ways to keep him from dying. But now, he doesn't want to use any of them.
He will face death.
He must die here.
Blood flowed down the wound, staining his black clothes, and the smell of blood in the air became stronger.
Without the restraint of the thunder light, the black fog that covered the sky and the sun gradually thickened, covering the blood of the moonlight, more like a silent mourning.
Lin Zhizhi was stunned, obviously not thinking that the person in front of him would really die.
Outside the arena, the other four who were watching them intently were also quite surprised—
Although Xuanhua deduced some signs through the law, he did not think about Cang Lun's letting Lin Zhizhi kill him with his own hands—
With the character of Demon Venerable, he is not a person who is so vulnerable to seek death and find life.
Little Phoenix didn't think as much as other people thought. He didn't like Demon Venerable very much. He just thought that it would be fine if he knew it.
As for Jiashu, in addition to being shocked, he was also the same as Xuanhua, and he was more suspicious of Canglun's intention behind this move.
And Su Yu is the one who has the deepest knowledge of the devil world - what he learned at the underground altar is the history of the devil world. The race that is approaching extinction can speculate that several dangerous places in the devil world are just connected to form a magic circle. Maybe... the Demon World itself is a kind of seal? But who is it, what virtue and what ability, can it be sealed by a big world
Su Yu remembered this sentence in his heart at the time, and he also had the heart to speculate, but after all, he didn't understand much. Now that he watched Demon Venerable's every move, he suddenly thought of this, and an ominous premonition suddenly rose in his heart.
Let the thoughts of the people outside the arena run wild, but the people inside are still the same.
Cang Lun's face was pale, and the color of his lips was also a touch of white. He suppressed the momentum from his body and looked like a sickly beauty. He separated the tip of the sword and gave its owner a real hug: "Baby, remember me."
He might want to steal a kiss, but he doesn't have enough strength left to do it.
At that moment, the favorability degree that had been unable to be displayed on the top of Lord Mozun’s head suddenly became [a favorability degree index of 100, the attitude is sacrifice]—
After Cang Lun's favorability level reached 100, the favorability levels of the five people present were all extremely high.
The system's response was fast, and the signal was instantly received, as if waking up from a deep sleep, and said in Lin Zhizhi's ear after a long absence: "The pole is full, the seal can be broken."
Along with its sound, an abundant spiritual energy was injected into Lin Zhizhi's body, and his cultivation level soared again. At the same time, the entire Demon World—including the Human World, all creatures and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth underwent a huge reorganization. A violent vibration came from the ground, and the situation between heaven and earth changed, as if something was breaking out of the cocoon—
On Lin Zhizhi's side, the entire Demon Realm turned into an astonishing array. When Demon Venerable died, a dark light broke through the sky, and an invisible formation spanning the entire Demon Realm split from the middle.
The black mist dissipated, and a long ladder descended from the upper realm and landed in front of Lin Zhizhi—
A huge force of attraction between heaven and earth enveloped him, and along the ladder, he was unstoppable and brought him into the fairyland.
- Or, to return to the fairyland.