What exactly is Chen Changsheng's strongest method? Logically speaking, it is of course the Tianshu stele. Whether it is the black stone he got from the portrait of Wang Zhice in Lingyan Pavilion, or the stone beads from Zhou Garden that have been tied around his wrist for several years, they are the most precious stones in the world. The most important thing, the most irreplaceable supreme existence.
It's just that the Tianshu tablet is too sublime, and he can't fully understand it at his current state. Usually, it can only be used to nourish his spiritual consciousness and cannot be used in battle. But tonight he still hid the Tianshu tablet behind the three thousand swords, and threw it at the demon king. , because he knows very well that the Demon Lord is the person who understands the Tianshu Stele best in the world, so he is likely to be shaken.
Shaking the mind is a relatively elegant way of saying it. If it is more crude, it is actually trying to scare the devil.
Let the demon king be startled, so that he can hide the last sword and cut out an unexpected one.
It now appears that his idea has succeeded.
The landscape and the night on the devil's face were sliced open by a sword, and a clear and thin sword wound appeared between the eyebrows and eyes, and blood flowed out from it.
Of course, the blood of the Demon Lord is not red, but unexpectedly, it is not green, but golden.
Looking at the face of the devil smeared with golden blood, Chen Changsheng suddenly remembered a certain face on the stone wall of the main hall of light.
That is a god, but also a demon god.
An extremely cold voice resounded, echoing between the snowy ridges, gradually resounding between the heaven and the earth.
The cold wind howled among the mountains, and the snow that was still falling among the isolated peaks in the distance became even more terrifying. After crossing the gap in the mountains, countless lights in Gaoyang Town dozens of miles away were shattered.
The Demon Lord looked into Chen Changsheng's eyes and said, "Even if Su Li came personally, he would not be able to kill me with a single strike, not to mention, this is just a sword intent left behind by him."
When he was speaking, there was no emotion on his face, he was extremely indifferent, solemn and unparalleled, absolutely divine.
Then, he suddenly laughed, showing a full mouthful of neat and white teeth.
With that smile, that sacred face was filled with emotions of life, it was not peaceful, it was just primitive, brutal and terrifying.
Chen Changsheng looked at the devil's white teeth, his body was cold, and he left Xining Town for the capital, and tonight, his greatest anxiety was the temptation of true blood, but in fact, he really expressed his heart all these years and wanted to suck him away. blood, eating his flesh... Only the Demon Lord, and he is already trying for the second time.
An unimaginably powerful force directly crushed Su Li's last sword intent left in this world.
The power with the primal prehistoric aura didn't just disappear, but rushed towards Chen Changsheng along the passage where the sword intent disappeared in the night.
Countless tiny voices rang out densely, like in the midsummer forest that suddenly ushered in a frost, countless insects landed on the slightly hard ground.
Chen Changsheng's arm bone broke into hundreds of pieces in an instant, and then cracks began to appear on the shoulder blade and sternum, just like the dry lake bottom under his feet at this moment.
A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth and hit the Demon Lord on the face.
The golden blood was diluted by the blood-red color, and the broken mountains and rivers seemed to have come to twilight, and the setting sun shone on countless blood-covered dead.
Contrary to the direction of the blood, Chen Changsheng left the ground and swept backwards.
A strange look flashed in Mojun's eyes.
In order to break Su Li's sword intent, he paid a high price, and the injury that had been suppressed for two years broke out again.
However, Chen Changsheng did not die, and could even move, which obviously exceeded the limit that his current state could bear.
It seems that his body is even stronger than that of the strong demons, why is that
The cold night wind howled, and during the sweep, Chen Changsheng's figure appeared and disappeared from time to time, which was extremely difficult to catch, and even seemed to appear in several places at the same time.
There are countless stars in the night, his foot stepped on the night, and stepped on the position of the stars. From the beginning of the reverse sweep, he used the step of consciousness.
His body has been soaked in the true blood of the black dragon, and has unimaginable strength. This is the second unexpected thing he brought to the Demon Lord.
This is his last chance to escape.
He only needs to take one last step, and he will be able to break through the night and go to somewhere in the ruins of the lake garden.
There is a prepared formation there, and a very secret passage leading to the depths of the mountains.
Of course, even if he went there, he might not be able to escape, after all, his opponent tonight is the Demon Lord.
No amount of means, no amount of preparation, no amount of surprises, could give him more confidence. Or it was precisely because he did not have complete confidence that before he took the last step, Chen Changsheng grabbed the black stone in the night sky, and at the same time, his consciousness fell to the ground.
There is a stretcher in front of Mojun, and the young formation master is lying on the stretcher.
Chen Changsheng was confident that he could send this young formation master into the Zhou Garden, so that even if he couldn't survive, the young formation master should still have hope.
However, just as his consciousness fell on the stretcher, a very strange thing happened.
An extremely weak but strange aura followed his consciousness and entered his body, attacking his Youfu.
This attack was very stealthy and not powerful, but it subtly affected the movement of his true energy.
The most important thing is that he is using Yezhibu at this time.
The slightest difference is lost.
Contrary to each other, wrong.
In his next step, he should have stepped on an old plum tree dozens of meters away.
Now, it's gone.
His feet landed in the night sky.
It is colder here, and the wind is faster, because it is tens of feet above the ground.
The cold wind howled, a shadow covered the starlight, and at the same time there was a violent and cold howling.
Severe pain came from his shoulder and neck.
Nan Ke appeared behind him, grabbing his shoulders with his sharp green fingertips, and flew towards the higher night sky. What's even more frightening is that there seemed to be an invisible thin thread between her wings, cutting his throat continuously, and in just an instant, it had penetrated into the flesh, and blood began to flow.
Looking at the picture in the night sky, Mo Jun licked the blood from his lips, looking forward to it calmly.
With the fastest daughter in the world, he didn't have to worry about Chen Changsheng being able to escape.
Chen Changsheng was restrained by Nanke, he seemed to have no strength to resist, and could only wait to be killed or eaten.
It was like he was in the cold and high night sky at this time, without any leverage.
But he won't surrender just because fate can't make him surrender, let alone a real enemy or predicament
Back then in the wasteland, he learned the three swords from Su Li.
At this time, he did not hesitate to use the most powerful burning sword among them.
There are three moves in this sword.
The real sword of the state religion is also known as the sword of killing and poking. He used this sword to force Gou Hanshi back in the final battle of the Great Court Examination.
The last move of the Li Shanfa sword, Liang Xiaoxiao used this sword to commit suicide in Zhouyuan back then, which made him quite embarrassed, and he used it before.
Tonight, he used the two most decisive swords at the same time.
He doesn't believe that Nam Ke has the ability to stop himself... from dying.
As for the last sword...of course it must be Li Shan's Golden Crow Secret Sword.
Burn the world and everyone, what else can you do
Nanke didn't understand his sword intent, but he felt his intention, and even she felt a tingle of indifference.
These three swords are too decisive, too absolute.
The devil's cold voice sounded again: "Want to die? It's not that easy."
Chen Changsheng's flesh and blood was his last hope, and he would not allow anyone to take it away, including Chen Changsheng himself.
He stretched out his hand towards the sky, and a piece of night fell towards Chen Changsheng!
He wanted to forcibly devour Chen Changsheng's last three swords with his incomparably domineering and strongest magic power!
His expression was so dignified and so focused that he didn't notice...
right in front of him.
right at his feet.
Right there on that stretcher.
The young formation master suddenly opened his eyes.
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