The Invincible Spirit

Chapter 640: Doomed to fail

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Demon Cliff Mountain, the enchanting witch, lay lazily at the foot of the mountain, like a hibernating beautiful snake. There are two small snakes entwined in her body.

Ten thousand miles away, she knew better than anyone else about the huge movement.

She was shocked and surprised, and murmured: "In the world, it turns out that there is this kind of power. Isn't the Mozu a domineering evil star? Is anyone able to uproot this evil star? Three hundred thousand years, Who can do it?"

It's a pity that no one can answer her words, only herself, who appreciates herself alone.

In the beginning, the Netherworld was first set foot by the demons, occupying one-third of the area.

No one can tell the origin of the magic sword.

However, the demons who walked out from here could pose a huge threat to the human race in the future.

The battlefield of sacred devil, the most mysterious place, the true god's purpose is to cover here, the demon sword, no one can crack, at least so far, it is still the case.

On the mountain wall behind this enchanting witch, there are lines of blood-red text, looming and connecting into one piece.

-Use regularity to correct, use evil to cause evil! The devil blood is tempered, the world is full of calamities, and the source of one world, only one sword can cut it off!

"My name is the Phantom, this is my birthplace? Who can take off the magic sword, who is my future husband-in-law."

The enchantress muttered to herself, she was a little confused, and she didn't know who would be able to remove the magic sword.

A man came before, called Qin Yang, but it was a pity that he did not belong to the sword!

Then there was another person named Xiao Yun, who still didn't belong to the sword!

Next time, I'm afraid she will never find it again. Perhaps this magic knife can only be destroyed.

One month later...

That lonely figure, as firm as iron, has gone through a lot of scars, killed 10,000 demons and evildoers, and finally stepped into this place.

The sword in his hand was still dripping blood, and his body was scarred and panting.

The young man, with some numbers in his mouth, murmured: "Nineteen duels, killing 13,28 people, 140,000 merit points! I used Heavenly Desolation Sword Intent, Five Elements Sword Intent, Great Annihilation, the Five Sacred Demon Slaying Array, the Shura Sword Array, the vicissitudes of life, and... the Ten Sage Soul Breaking Array!"

Having said this, he couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, with a hint of arrogance.

The Ten Saints Soul Breaking Array, the brand-new formation he just condensed himself, the same formation attainments, when used, is ten times stronger than the Five Saints Slaughter Demon Array.

This is because he understood in his mind that 80 of the two hundred ancient formations that were inscribed in his heart on the first floor of the Sky Formation Tower had been deduced repeatedly before he figured it out.

There is no rank in every ancient formation. The essence of these high-rank ancient formations is condensed together, and it seems that they have reached the attainment of the gods.

Using the Ten Saint Soul Breaking Array, every time, his mental power will be exhausted in just half an hour.

He used this set of formations, the strongest battle, strangling a total of 72 strong masters of the Earth Origin Realm Demon Race.

The Ten Saints Broken Soul Array can't be used much. With his current array knowledge, he can't afford it. It seems that it can also cause trauma to his own body.

Now, instead of thinking about these issues, he raised his head and saw the huge mountain of 30,000 feet, the magic knife standing majestically.

In the sky, there are thunderclouds constantly moving closer to this place.

Every day, there is thunder power pouring into this magic knife.

Among the magic knives, there are demons!

Luo Xingchen glanced at the endless giant knife, and a trace of tremor appeared in his heart.

"Is this an imperial weapon? A holy weapon?"

Luo Xingchen stared at the magic sword, unable to speak.

He always felt weird, why the coercion of this knife, in the first-level war zone shrouded by the decree of the true god, is still the coercion of ancient times, so strong.

Could it be that there is another thing that is the decree of the true god, which can't be shaken

I am afraid that there is no such qualification.

Luo Xingchen didn't know that above the sacred artifacts, there were two levels of spiritual artifacts, which were not made by humans, but the heaven and the earth were furnaces, and the whole world was fire. They were refined after many years of refining.

One is the divine tool, hidden in every corner of the deep and endless spiritual world, in the true divine realm, constantly searching, it may not be possible to obtain it.

One is the Taoist artifact. There is only one Taoist artifact that has appeared in the spirit world in the world, and that is the Heavenly Formation Tower, the Xuanling Tower, the Tower of Taoism, and the Tower of Prophecy!

Just a tower, but it can predict the future!

Dao devices are equivalent to the rules of the heavens, refining the rules. Throughout the ages, the only person who has this ability in the spiritual world is the person who was born at the beginning of the chaos, and the spiritual master, who pointed to Yue Wushuang's half master.

The level of this magic sword is unverifiable, after all, its secret has never been cracked.

There is just a secret. In the Netherworld, no matter how strong the enemy is, the demons will eventually retreat to this space, and then make a comeback and kill the Quartet.

Half of the Nether Realm can be said to be the territory of the Demon Race, the Nether Race, the Yin Ghost Race, and the Duo Shou Race. These races often come, and in the end they are just the vassal of the Demon Race.

And the human race, and the giant race, the god beast race, the spirit beast race, the ice spirit race, the fire spirit race, form an alliance together, and it is not easy to lay down half of the world in this holy demons battlefield.

They often fight inwardly.

Today, Luo Xingchen came to this Demon Cliff Mountain and saw the Demon Knife that stretched across the sky. He had a kind of tremor from his soul.

Amidst the darkness, a voice came, only saying a few words: "God refining, heaven refining..."

This voice entered Luo Xingchen's mind, and he could actually hear it clearly.

He frowned, lowered his head, carefully contemplated, and muttered: "What is God's refinement, and what is Heaven's refinement?"

I saw a figure and suddenly came around him with a jade hand on his shoulder.

"Do you know about refining tools?"

A sound, like soft music, makes people intoxicated, and loses oneself if one is not paying attention.

Luo Xingchen's heart is bright, he just indulged for a moment, then returned to normal, and then stared blankly at the half-** witch, the arc outlined by the red lips, obviously not a smile, but it made him feel a kind of numbness. feel.

His heart, subconsciously converged, strengthened his vigilance.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

Luo Xingchen glanced at the witch, unaffected, said solemnly.

"Can't tell, am I a demon?"

She rubbed her soft breasts against Luo Xingchen's clothes, the fragrance, that kind of sex, caused an evil fire to rise in Luo Xingchen's lower abdomen.

He pushed the person away with a palm, and said coldly: "Get away!"

The witch trembles subconsciously, a little dazed.

She looked at Luo Xingchen curiously, very surprised at Luo Xingchen's willpower.

At least others, very few people can resist her sex.

That Xiao Yun, asking for his deep love and righteousness, also almost got into a madness, that Qin Yang, with a cold personality, was almost captured by her.

It seems that someone who is as calm and comfortable as Luo Xingchen is still the first.

She opened her mouth, smiled softly, and then asked, "Do you know how to refining tools? Do you know where this magic sword comes from?"

Luo Xingchen was dumbfounded and confused. He was now in a state of confusion.

Wanting to take out the magic sword, it seems that it is really not that simple.

At least for now, he doesn't even have the courage to try.

"The little girl's phantom, born with devil blood, wants to tell you that the demon race checks and balances the human race and should not be destroyed. No one has noticed what should be destroyed."

Luo Xingchen was shocked. He stared at the Phantom and said in a concentrated voice, "Huh, the demons shouldn't be destroyed? What qualifications do you have to say? In my eyes, they are all brutal and unkind. The so-called predation of the weak, and the human race also has it. This concept is just not so bad.

As long as I am still alive, the demons are also my goal of extinction. "

Phantom Mei smiled, dazzled, and deliberately stretched out her two thighs. Those thin shirts couldn't hide the spring colors at all. The jade-like skin was a natural charm that came from the bones and had never been practiced.

That's how she was born.

"My son, take a look, the little girl is also a demon, should I destroy it too?"

Luo Xingchen gritted his teeth, slashed out with a sword, and shouted violently: "One sword is a barrenness, and two overlaps! Great barrenness!"

boom-

A piece of land, being lifted off, flying sand and rocks, the wind is trembling, and the clouds are trembling!

With this sword Luo Xingchen, the speed is so fast that he cuts out the huge mouth of the abyss, looking endless.

No matter how many enemies there are in front of him, as long as they are in this level of theater, they all seem to be killed.

However, the footsteps of the Phantom moved lightly, and then disappeared in place, but there was a smell of scent that permeated Luo Xingchen's nose.

A pair of jade hands encircled Luo Xingchen's neck. The Phantom Shadow had appeared behind him at some unknown time, hugged him tightly, and was unwilling to let go.

Luo Xingchen's eyes widened, like an electric shock, stiff body, unable to move, he only felt that his bones were soft and he couldn't control the lust in his heart, and his eyes were a little blurred.

With a sound of "Bang Dang", the blood sword fell to the ground.

Luo Xingchen was dumbfounded, allowing the Phantom to hug him, actually forgetting the struggle.

A squishy tongue licked his cheek, this is a destructive monster, from top to bottom, extremely sexy.

"Oh... Young Master, it seems that you are only slightly stronger than those men. Are you willing to kill the little girl now?"

Phantom’s hand was actually stretched towards Luo Xingchen’s body, slowly groping.

Luo Xingchen tried hard to condense consciousness, and immediately his eyes were about to split, roaring wildly, and a huge force shocked the Phantom Shadow.

He recalled the blood sword with his mind, murderously, and his eyes were as red as blood.

"I don't care who you are, I don't care what means you use, don't force me!"

Luo Xingchen gritted his teeth, his bones made a bean-like sound, and the Great Zhou Tian Divine Body had completely exploded, becoming his current strongest state. In the late stage of the Earth Element Realm, he could easily be cut.

The Phantom was in that corner, slowly getting up from the ground, calmly, smiling, while walking towards Luo Xingchen, with both hands on his lower abdomen, he was slim and calm.

"Why the son is angry, the slave family just wants to tease you, since you are so firm, I will talk about business."

The Phantom said: "The Netherworld was born 600,000 years ago. At that time, it was a prehistoric period and there was no demons. In fact, the ancient demons all evolved from a different style of human race. We It is the same root.

I was born with complicated memories. These memories remind me that the demons should not be destroyed. Our future enemies are still dormant.

The Demon Knife was born in the initial state of the Nether Realm. It was made by non-human beings.

The highest realm of the refining tool so far is only the sacred tool that refines the perfect form.

However, no one knows the above two levels of refining realm, and the powerhouses that can be achieved in millions of years can be counted with one hand.

Divine tools are made for the gods, Dao tools are made for the heavens.

I know that you are here because you want the magic sword, but you can't shake it with the current you!

The Netherworld should be the battlefield of the ten sacred demons, the most important part, the war here will not end.

Don't be fooled by people anymore. When you can take out the Demon Sword, the Demon Race, I'm afraid it will disappear completely!

At that time, we will refining into emptiness, the demon source will all dissolve, the heaven and the earth will disappear, and the human race will also know that the demon race has perished, and the strongest enemy has not disappeared. "

Luo Xingchen said coldly: "You said yes? Why should I believe you?"

The Phantom shook his head and sighed helplessly: "It was God's will, I was born, as if I was about to prove the extinction of the demons."

Luo Xingchen said indifferently: "You speak, the gods are talking, so I don't understand! Since you said that you witnessed the extinction of the demons, you said that the demons shouldn't be extinct, what do you want to say?"

The Phantom said indifferently: "The little girl is powerless and can only resign to fate, but in this world, there may be someone who can resist the disaster of the era.

I just want to help a person, understand the Supreme Way, and complete the transformation. When I complete the task, it doesn't matter whether the demons exist or not. "

Luo Xingchen had already heard it, and he felt like he would collapse if he continued to listen.

"Enough! You said I can't succeed? I want to try! I can't help it!"

Luo Xingchen roared angrily, he stepped on the golden ring of the sky, swept toward the clouds, 30,000 feet high in the sky, and he was coming in a flash.

He held the handle of the magic sword with both hands, and just touched it, he was blown out by a huge force, accompanied by a scream, Luo Xingchen was extremely miserable, his skin was broken, his bones fell apart, and he fell into the abyss without a shadow. trace…

The Phantom sighed, "My son, why is it so much?"

With a trace of sadness, she sighed softly, the magic sword that Xiao Yun did not dare to move, the magic sword that Qin Yang did not dare to move, but Luo Xingchen moved, I am afraid that a demon will fall...