"There is only a sword, but no one holding it."
Xuanying smiled coldly.
Silvery scales suddenly covered its face and turned into natural armor that wrapped its body.
The natural magic armor that she could retract and deploy at will suddenly appeared, and she instantly recovered her combat power to its full strength.
She dared to reveal her true form and stop hiding it because she had received the guarantee from a great demon god.
—No more powerful demon sect members will enter the Demon Abyss, and people in the outside world will have no way of knowing about any events that happen in the Demon Abyss.
The great demon also told her that there was no immortal being in the Demon Abyss at the moment, and that a few practitioners in the Nirvana Realm would also leave the Demon Abyss one after another.
Xuanying, whose combat power was increased in the Demon Abyss, had no worries anymore, so he controlled his serrated long sword and slashed towards the Source Demon Sword.
"call!"
A rich and deep blue-black demonic light moved as she swung the sword.
The image of a demon god transformed from magic light instantly appeared behind the dazzling shadow.
This demon has a slender figure, with huge bone wings on his back. He uses the serrated magic knife to grab the Source Demon Sword and take it for himself.
A demon's will, from the outer space of the galaxy, with the help of the huge purple magic stone, was quietly injected into the body of this demon shadow.
"Green Thorn!"
The black gold long sword's inner story originates from the devil's roar.
He was very familiar with the image of the demon god with huge bone wings on its back. He immediately revealed the other party's origin and roared angrily: "Qing Ji, you have also become a demon god, and you dare to attack me!"
"clang!"
A flash of sword light fell on the black-gold sword. This magic sword without a sword holder spun in the void and flew away into the distance.
The demon god, called Qingji by the source demon, chased after him silently, as if he wanted to escape into the small world in the sword and compete with the soul of the source demon.
"This magic stone can actually bring down the will of the demon god."
A look of surprise suddenly appeared in Xuanying's cold and dark eyes.
When new magic patterns grew on the blade, and when the demons kept urging her to quickly chase after the Source Demon Sword and cooperate with the demon Qingji to kill the soul in the sword.
She thought about it calmly and actually threw the serrated long knife casually on the ground.
She floated down and sat quietly in the magic light that was as thick as the deep blue-black sea. She tried to communicate with the magic stone with her own magic soul, and wanted to figure out the mystery within the magic stone.
As soon as she entered into a state of meditation, her mind and consciousness were absorbed by the magic stone and she was immersed in an unknown and strange world.
The magic patterns on the magic knife beside her were surging wildly, and the great demon gods from outer space were calling out for messages, but she could no longer hear them.
The other end.
A demon shadow formed by the condensed demonic power of the demon god Qingji chased after the Source Demon Sword.
The image transformed by the green thorns became fainter and fainter the farther he chased, until it became illusory and powerless.
"Green Thorn!"
The black-gold sword suddenly stopped, and then slashed at the demon shadow with bone wings on its back with another sword, shattering this demon shadow that was only in appearance into pieces.
"Qing Ji! You were originally my general, but you dared to attack me after being promoted to Demon God?"
The source demon roared angrily.
A divine consciousness suddenly disappeared when the demon shadow shattered. The demon god screamed angrily: "Xuanying, where are you? You should cooperate with me to deal with Him!"
Qing Ji suffered a loss when Xuan Ying stopped, and did not control the magic sword to charge with Him.
The demon shadow he constructed with the demon consciousness and the demonic power was, after all, just an illusion. Only if Xuanying could defeat the sword itself would he have the possibility to take advantage of the opportunity and kill the source demon.
Xuanying did not follow the Demon God's orders and pursue him, so He had no chance and had to flee the same way.
When he fled, the source demon chased him with his sword.
When the black-gold sword reached the huge purple magic stone, Yuanmo noticed Xuanying sitting under the magic stone and began to comprehend the mysteries within the magic stone.
"A genius of the Purgatory Demon Scale Clan, a fool who obeyed the orders of the Outer Devil God just like I did in the past, thinking that he would get everything in the end."
"Perhaps letting her comprehend the secrets of the magic stone and knowing my experience will shake her indestructible heart."
He observed quietly, looking at the clusters of magic patterns emerging on the blade. He knew which demon god or great demon god from outer space each cluster of magic patterns corresponded to at a glance.
One of the clusters of blue-black magic patterns was more evil and terrifying than all the other magic patterns. It gradually transformed into a lotus platform with hideous bone spurs.
"Hemotian!"
The source demon roared in the small world within the sword.
…
external.
The leader of the Demon Sect, Xiang Shengwei, stepped out of the secret room and used magic talismans to deliver several messages in succession, informing the heads of all the branches of the Demon Sect that no disciples of the sect were allowed to enter the Demon Abyss in the near future.
In a hall where he issued orders and summoned the elders of the sect.
The ground suddenly cracked open, revealing a dark blue lotus platform.
Xiang Shengwei had a cold and inhumane smile on his face. He waved his sleeves towards the dark blue lotus platform and made all kinds of complex and profound hand seals with his hands.
The magical power existing within the Demonic Abyss that distorts people's minds and persuades them to do evil began to quietly dissipate outwards.
The evil waves that were difficult to detect with the naked eye, fueled by some force, spread to the entire Demon Abyss Continent in a short time and covered the entire land.
then.
The children of various sects and aristocratic families who migrated from the fourth and third realms would fight each other over trivial matters.
For those who already had grudges, the seeds of evil thoughts that had existed in their hearts for many years slowly grew stronger, leading to a bloody incident.
Within the Demon Sect, in the Black Valley, and in various areas where human beings are active, conflicts grew from small to large, and then intensified.
Until it's out of control.
All practitioners in the Demon Abyss Continent, including mortals, fell into a state of uncontrollable chaos.
Killing and death spread rapidly across the Demon Abyss Continent.
…
In the ruins, Pang Jian had already completely melted the dragon heart of the eighth-level fire dragon.
Suddenly, he stopped practicing the "Origin Fusion Demonic Art" and looked forward with a frown.
A familiar figure flew over.
The person who came was wearing a moon-white robe. As he walked, his curves were graceful and swaying, giving people a feeling of infinite beauty in his demeanor.
"Yingyue..."
Muttering something in his heart, Pang Jian, who showed his true appearance, pretended not to know her, his eyes full of confusion.
Not far away, Li Jie was leaning against the Qilin Bell, drinking green juice, waiting for him to wake up boredly.
Seeing Yingyue coming over, Li Jie immediately became alert and asked, "Who is this? Pang Jian, do you two know each other?"
Pang Jian shook his head: "I don't know him."
"I don't know her. Why does she look like she wants to kill someone?" Li Jie scratched his head and shrank into the Qilin Bell out of habit. He said, "She and I really don't know each other. It's better for me to hide first."
He could sense that the other party was out for revenge, and he was afraid that he would become a burden again.
"Sword Tower, Pang Jian!"
The moon goddess Yingyue gritted her teeth, completely ignoring the mystery of the magic stone.
His cold and gloomy eyes shot towards Pang Jian like icy arrows, and he said sternly: "It turned out to be you!"
Pang Jian quickly rejected the question: "It's not me."
“It’s you!”
…
(End of this chapter)