How terrifying this kind of dust is, Yang Chen didn't know, the only thing he did was to let the two fire dragons of Yin and Yang Burning Fire form an airtight fire hood to cover himself.
The dust is boundless, and it is countless times more than the black mist of Jiuyou Feijian. Amidst the rolling black mist, a condensed demonic energy as if it was a substance suddenly rushed away from Yang Chen's fire cover, and like a whip, it slapped Yang Chen heavily.
It looked like it was drawn on Yang Chen's body, but it was actually an attack against the consciousness. In Yang Chen's Sea of Consciousness, there was suddenly a huge black whip with a length of several hundred meters and a thickness of several meters.
In an instant, countless complicated thoughts flooded into Yang Chen's heart. Various emotions poured in, and for a moment, Yang Chen didn't even know whether he wanted to cry or laugh, whether he was happy or sad.
The tragic memory of the previous life, the hatred for Taitianmen, suddenly magnified countless times, and the monstrous anger even triggered the blood river below the white dragon. The originally calm blood-colored river boiled frantically, bubbled indiscriminately, exuding bursts of murderous aura.
Under the oppression of Yang Chen's only sense of reason, Bai Long pressed Xuehe extremely heavily, preventing Xuehe from rebelling. But the long whip seemed to have found an opportunity and found Yang Chen's weakness, and with a few heavy blows, it was directly drawn into the river of blood.
The violent killing intent was not even able to resist the long whip condensed by demonic energy, and the black long whip was drawn to the part of the blood river. It quickly turned into a dark red blood color. The blood color did not stop and began to spread upward.
This time, the long whip seemed to be restrained by the blood river, and the end that went deep into the blood river could no longer move, as if it was bitten by the blood river.
Jiuyou Feichen in the sea of knowledge finally found an opportunity to fight back. The flying dust that permeated all around, the magic energy escaping from the frantic absorber whip, the entire sea of consciousness. Full of hissing sounds.
Although the blood river quelled part of the magic qi whip, the magic qi whip also caused more impact on the blood river. The entire river of blood was bubbling with blood everywhere, and at the same time as it was making noises, something seemed to be surging out from the river of blood, and it even caused the sea of knowledge to vibrate.
Yang Chen suddenly realized that at this juncture, he had tempered the Flying Sword Sword of Immortal Sword, which he had tempered since the foundation of the foundation. Finally, after being tempered for hundreds of years, under the stimulation of this demonic long whip. The final quenching process is completed. Coming soon.
Holding back the excitement mixed with all kinds of emotions, Yang Chen knew the sea and Feichen firmly trapped the magic whip. return to peace.
Just when Yang Chen thought he had suppressed the demonic whip, and his mind relaxed a little, the demonic whip suddenly rioted. Want to be suddenly tense after relaxing. But it wasn't that easy. Seeing that Yang Chen was about to be aroused by deep hatred, he couldn't help himself.
A bloody light flashed in the blood river. The light and shadow directly cut through the magic whip, and then flickered a few times. The long whip of demonic energy that had just returned to the high level of demonic flames. Suddenly, it stopped in the sea of consciousness, and did not move, it was extremely strange.
In the center of the black whip, there was a flash of blood red, and then the blood red became more and more, and the black whip was directly divided into two halves.
Next, there were traces of blood red everywhere in the black magic whip, and the blood red became more and more, gradually dividing the entire whip into countless small grids.
In the end, the large and small red grids flashed, and the black magic long whip completely turned into pieces and fell down. Consciousness Sea Feichen quickly wrapped these fragments, spread them evenly, and then quickly began to absorb them.
The red light that flashed in the river of blood began to slowly rise, and finally floated to the center of the sea of knowledge, showing the lineup.
Familiar appearance, familiar atmosphere, except for the different colors, other parts are exactly the same as the Immortal Slaying Sabre of the year. As soon as the Immortal Slaying Saber appeared, it quickly became larger, occupying most of the range of the sea of knowledge. Under the shock of the murderous aura carried on the knife, those black magic energy fragments were even more shattered by the shock.
As soon as the Immortal Slaying Saber left the Blood River, the Blood River seemed to have been emptied of its spirit and no longer gave off any aura. On the contrary, the body of the Immortal Slaying Sabre exudes a terrifying killing intent.
Compared with the Blood River of the past, the killing intent exuded by the Immortal Slaying Sabre today is restrained and deep, but concentrated on the Immortal Slaying Sabre, but not a trace of it escaped.
The blood-red blade makes people involuntarily have a creepy sense of fear, which brings huge psychological pressure. Just looking at this knife, I have this feeling, not to mention how utterly dissipated after being slashed.
As soon as the Immortal Slaying Sword came out, all emotions were instantly suppressed, leaving only this cold and restrained killing intent. But then, a pure excitement came from the bottom of Yang Chen's heart, and quickly permeated Yang Chen's body.
With a piece of his right hand, the Immortal Slaying Saber suddenly appeared in Yang Chen's hand. The feeling that was so familiar to him made Yang Chen indescribably happy.
After hundreds of years of tempering, the Immortal Slaying Sabre and Yang Chen have a tacit understanding of flesh and blood, as if this is a part of their body, they feel like they can breathe.
Ling Lie's killing intent immediately caught Xiaotian's attention. This kind of murderous knife was Xiaotian's favorite, and without waiting for Yang Chen's orders, he quickly showed up, took a big bite, and slashed it with one bite. The hilt of the fairy sword will never let go. The huge body has shrunk countless times, and is directly wrapped around Yang Chen's hand, connecting Yang Chen and the Immortal Slaying Sword into one.
This is the first time Roaring Tian has voluntarily dedicated himself since he arrived in the Demon Continent. Even the purified Demon Beads have not allowed Roaring Tian to perform like this before.
With the Immortal Slaying Saber in his mouth, Roaring Tian's mouth also uttered a series of low dragon roars, which sounded like the sound of a blade swiping across. The excitement that came from the bottom of his heart could not be concealed from Yang Chen as the master no matter what.
At this time, Yang Chen was even more excited than Xiaotian. Holding the Sword of Immortal Slaying, it felt like an extension of his arm, and he could do whatever he wanted, and suddenly a feeling of pride rose in his heart that he would slash down with one knife and split one into two sections.
In fact, Yang Chen did just that. The Immortal Slaying Saber was raised high, without even the process of accumulating power, and no matter what was in front of it, just cut it down with one slash.
The huge space in front seemed to be suddenly separated by this knife, and the knife air that permeated the ground drew a long thin line that continued for dozens of miles away. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)