Fantasy: I Let the Underworld Come to Nine Heavens

This human boy has a faint aura of the rules of killing, especially the black heavy sword. The killing aura on the sword is already considered a small success. Just now, it hit his body. It was as powerful as his body, and blood came out when he saw it.

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"You are the descendant of the sword cultivator on that mountain!"

The demon general's blood-red eyes were full of hatred. It was a warrior from Tianjian Mountain who almost hacked him to death. This was the reason why he did not go to Lingxuan Heavenly Realm and was left behind.

He had just recovered after recovering from his injuries for a hundred thousand years. He had always kept this grudge in his heart. Now that he saw the descendant of Tianjian Mountain, he could be said to be an enemy, and he was extremely jealous.

"That mountain?" Mo Chen was puzzled, "Which mountain? Why does it feel so awesome? Is it Tianjian Mountain?"

"That mountain suddenly disappeared a hundred thousand years ago. It must have been out of fear that our demon clan ran away. Now that the time is right, are we going to come back with our tail between our legs?"

Although the Heavenly Demon General cursed loudly, he knew in his heart that if the mountain had not suddenly disappeared, his Heavenly Demon clan would have been even more miserable.

Millions of demons have been besieging that building for more than ten years, but they have not been able to kill those terrifying guys. From this, we can see how terrifying those guys who are simply not human are.

The Demon General watched Mo Chen use swordsmanship, and the weapon in his hand still carried the rules of killing, so he naturally regarded him as the descendant of Tianjian Mountain. The appearance of the descendant of Tianjian Mountain, is this a sign that Tianjian Mountain will be born again?

The Heavenly Demon will not dare to think about it anymore. If that mountain is born again, it will be difficult for the Heavenly Demon clan to rule the Nine Heavens again.

"Kill!" No matter what, this descendant of Tianjian Mountain must be killed today!

Mo Chen was in a confused state. He was thinking about this mountain and that mountain. Although he had the inheritance of Tianjian Mountain, he didn’t have the time to inherit it. Is this guy sick? He kept mentioning this mountain.

That mountain.

The devil was about to attack, and Mo Chen's giant sword met him. The dull sound kept ringing in the air. The fists and swords clashed dozens of times, and Mo Chen's palms only felt numb.

The demon general wasn't much better at this time. His fists were bloody and his black bones were exposed. But this guy was already crazy. He didn't care about his own injuries. His fighting style was deadly, which made Mo Chen secretly feel sad.

shock.

Buzz!

A black sword energy forced the Demon General back. Mo Chen was panting. He took out a Holy Spirit Pill and ate it, then stood up and attacked the Demon General again.

The Heavenly Demon General is in the same realm as Mo Chen. Although he has a physical advantage, Mo Chen's laws are also much stronger than the Heavenly Demon General. It can be said that each has its own strengths.

Mo Chen has never practiced orthodox sword techniques. At this time, he can only use the demon-slaying giant sword as a weapon. Don't think about sword techniques. Even the sword energy he wields is somewhat useless.

Its table.

After a battle, the demon general had doubts in his mind. As a descendant of that mountain, he must know some heaven-defying sword techniques. He thought he would not be able to master many moves under Mo Chen, but this has already happened.

After dozens of rounds, the boy was dancing wildly with the spirit weapon and had no sword skills at all. Could it be that he felt that he was not worthy of letting him use the sword technique?

That must be it!

Arrogant boy!

The Demon General became more and more angry the more he thought about it. The mountain sword cultivator in the past, let alone the same realm as himself, even if he was ten realms or eight realms higher, he could easily cross the level and kill people. Of course, it was a small realm, a big realm.

I dare not think so in the realm.

It is said that the heaven-defying sword cultivator has a precedent of killing enemies beyond a big realm. The bigger realm here is, of course, the peerless realm like the realm of Shenxuan, but also the elementary realms such as the spiritual sea, the divine platform, and the divine wheel.

Although he is a Heavenly Demon General, equal to the Yuanshen Realm among human warriors, there is only two realms between the Spiritual Sea Realm and the Yuanshen Realm. It stands to reason that this guy will definitely be able to completely torture him easily.

How could he be like this now? Was he still being suppressed and beaten by himself?

The Demon General howled and struck at Mo Chen again. Mo Chen cursed secretly, spat out the blood in his mouth, and raised his sword to slash at the Demon General again.

Although the Demon General at this time was rough-skinned and thick-bodied, his attacks had gradually weakened since the beginning. Mo Chen rarely took the opportunity to use him as a moving target. While observing the Demon's attack methods, Mo Chen

Hone your sword skills and body skills.

Not to mention, with the pressure from the Demon General, his footwork and swordsmanship became more and more sophisticated.

boom!

After a violent impact, Mo Chen took three steps back before stopping, while the Demon General took five or six steps back before stopping.

Mo Chen chuckled and took out a Holy Spirit Pill to restore the consumed spiritual power again, and the Demon General directly took several Demons and wolfed them down to restore the empty magic power in his body.

"The Heavenly Demon Clan is really a race that deserves to be exterminated. They even devour their own clansmen!" Mo Chen looked at the Heavenly Demon General's cruel methods with an extremely gloomy expression.

Many people have told Mo Chen about the cruelty of the demons, and that wherever they go, the spiritual energy is extinguished. Mo Chen still thinks that they are exaggerating. But now it seems that it is true. Without the spiritual energy to replenish himself, he even spared his own clan.

In fact, the Heavenly Demon General doesn't want to devour his own clan. This is not because he can't bear it. In fact, the Heavenly Demon's whole body smells extremely fishy. Even the Heavenly Demon can't stand the smell. Unless he is in a desperate situation, will a high-level Heavenly Demon choose to devour them in order to survive?

Low-level demons have very limited effects and cannot keep up with warriors who practice the spiritual energy system.

With the supplement of spiritual power, Mo Chen's sword was filled with pale flames this time.

The war resumed, Weng's reputation continued to spread, one person and one demon were getting faster and faster, millions of demons below, their eyes were completely focused on one person and one demon, it was not that they did not make any moves, even if the residual power suddenly descended beside them,

They will just avoid it.

Once, Mo Chen fell directly into a group of thousands of heavenly demons. They didn't react. Even though Mo Chen walked out in a big way, Mo Chen kicked five or six heavenly demons to death one after another. This group of guys

He didn't even take action.

This is the suppressive power of the high-level demons on the bloodline of the low-level demons. Without the orders of the high-level demons, these low-level demons would not dare to act on their own.

The attributes of the demon-slaying giant sword in Mo Chen's hand are changing. This time, the sword is surrounded by crackling multi-colored arcs of electricity. It is obvious that this is the power of thunder-attribute rules refined during the catastrophe.

At this time, Mo Chen's whole body was in tatters. Not only his clothes, but also the flesh and blood all over his body were bruised and bruised. These were of course the masterpieces of the Demon General.

As for the demon general, his majesty was gone at this time, his ugly face was covered with black blood, his fist suffered countless blows from the demon slaying, and it was fractured, and his intact left fist was also full of cracks.

The decay of the aura made the Heavenly Demon General smell the danger. His original idea of ​​​​devouring Mo Chen alone was defeated by death. He retreated into the group of millions of Heavenly Demons and began to command tens of thousands of Heavenly Demons to gather towards Mo Chen.

Mo Chen was besieged by countless demons, and the situation became one-sided.

"Hahahaha, if you want to fight with my entire tribe of demons, you should be smarter!" The demon general sneered in the dark,

Mo Chen kept retreating and finally came out of the original deep pit, staring at the countless demons with a calm expression and a faint smile.

"The timing is just right!"