Peerless Sword God

Although Leng Yun had just entered the ninth floor, he immediately understood the current situation.

There were only Lin Chen and the Phantom Demon King on the ninth floor, and the Phantom Demon King was beaten so badly, obviously because of Lin Chen.

At the same time as he suddenly realized it, Leng Yun was also surprised. Even the Phantom Demon King was not Lin Chen's opponent? But soon, he found the difference in the sculpture of the God of the True Spirit.

Leng Yun had been to the ninth floor of the True Spirit Tower before, and the sculpture of the God of the True Spirit was standing. The current sculpture of the God of the True Spirit has a hand stretched out, as if to grab something. The most important thing is that he found that the aura of the sculpture of the God of the True Spirit has obviously changed a lot, as if something is missing, but Leng Yun can't remember what it is for a while.

"Leng Yun!?"

In a flash, the Phantom Demon King saw Leng Yun at first sight. His face changed, and his heart moved. He turned into a residual image and disappeared on the spot. When he appeared again, he was already in front of Leng Yun, and his speed was extremely fast.

At this time, Leng Yun was still shocked by the changes in the sculpture of the God of the True Spirit, and did not notice the action of the Phantom Demon King for a while. When he reacted, the Phantom Demon King had already grabbed him with one claw.

"Be careful!" Lin Chen's face sank. The Phantom Demon King obviously wanted to catch Leng Yun and use Leng Yun as a shield to leave here. After all, during the battle just now, Lin Chen's strength had been reflected. If the battle continued, the Phantom Demon King was not sure that he could win.

As for the Crimson Purple Eight Desolations, it would be great if he could get the true copy of the Crimson Purple Eight Desolations. If he really couldn't get it, the Phantom Demon King had no choice. Compared with the Crimson Purple Eight Desolations, he valued his life more. Besides, as long as he left the True Spirit Tower, would Tianmo Xuanzun let Lin Chen go? In the eyes of the Phantom Demon King, he could still get the Crimson Purple Eight Desolations at that time.

"Come here!" The Phantom Demon King shouted, and his big hand reached deep.

"Hmm? What's wrong with the True Spirit Tower?!" Leng Yun suddenly realized, his face was angry, and he stared at the Phantom Demon King without any fear. He obviously thought that the True Spirit Tower was like this because of the Phantom Demon King.

"When you die, you will know what happened." The Phantom Demon King sneered, and in a flash, the big hand he stretched out was instantly above Leng Yun's head.

Leng Yun's face was furious. The God of the True Spirit was the inheritance of the True Spirit Clan, but the Phantom Demon King entered the ninth floor with the intention of attacking the purple eight wastelands.

"Demon Clan, all deserve to die!"

Leng Yun uttered a cold word, and as the words fell, the temperature of the ninth floor space dropped a lot in an instant. At the same time, a sword appeared in Leng Yun's hand, and then he raised it and stood horizontally in front of him.

With a bang, the Phantom Demon King's palm directly clawed at the sword, like metal intersecting, and even sparks flashed in it.

Leng Yun only felt a huge force hitting his sword, and then passed through his arms to his body. Suddenly, Leng Yun's face changed, and his body retreated violently. His face was extremely pale, like a piece of white paper.

Although this time, he actually resisted the attack of the Phantom Demon King.

After fighting with Leng Yun once, the Phantom Demon King also shook his body, but what surprised him was that his claws could not catch Leng Yun.

"How is it possible, you..."

The Phantom Demon King's face changed for a while. It was okay that he couldn't do anything to Lin Chen, but Leng Yun could actually block his attack?

The most important thing was that according to his original plan, he was to catch Leng Yun, and then find the exit to leave the True Spirit Tower through Leng Yun, but now he couldn't find and catch Leng Yun, so this method could only be shelved.

How could the Phantom Demon King know how much training Leng Yun had received from passing the eighth floor of the True Spirit Tower alone? At this moment, Leng Yun's will and soul had been greatly improved under the stimulation of the huge power of the eighth floor. In addition to the breakthrough in cultivation and the fact that the Phantom Demon King did not take Leng Yun seriously, the situation just now was caused.

Leng Yun was knocked away, but he also successfully blocked the attack of the Phantom Demon King.

"Phantom Demon King."

It's a long story, but in fact it only took a moment. Just when Leng Yun had just blocked the Phantom Demon King's move, Lin Chen also flew over with the Dragon Sword in his hand.

The Phantom Demon King's face changed, and he didn't plan to deal with Leng Yun anymore. He dodged and moved as far away from Lin Chen as possible, as if he would die if he got a little closer to Lin Chen.

Regarding the situation of the Phantom Demon King, Lin Chen just smiled faintly. He looked at Leng Yun. Although the Phantom Demon King did not attack Leng Yun with all his strength just now, the power of that claw was extraordinary, and it was difficult for ordinary kings of the Nine Revolutions of Life and Death to resist it.

However, Leng Yun was able to become the king of the Nine-turn Life and Death Realm in just a hundred years, so his strength was naturally extraordinary. Although he was repelled by the claw of the Phantom Demon King, it was not a big deal.

Leng Yun stabilized his body and said with a pale face: "Lin Chen, be careful, the Phantom Demon King is very special."

As soon as he entered the ninth floor, Leng Yun discovered the difference between Lin Chen and the Phantom Demon King, but the difference in strength between Lin Chen and the Phantom Demon King was too great, and Leng Yun couldn't help but remind Lin Chen.

"Don't worry, I understand." Lin Chen nodded and looked at the Phantom Demon King not far away.

Whoosh~

Lin Chen flashed and flew towards the Phantom Demon King again.

The Phantom Demon King was shocked and wanted to retreat, but the ninth floor was so big that there was no way to retreat. He gritted his teeth and slapped Lin Chen with a palm.

"The essence of space, Lin Chen, die!"

The Phantom Demon King roared, and tried his best to activate the essence of space in his body. His eyes were red, and he was obviously trying his best.

As long as this palm hits Lin Chen, he is confident that Lin Chen will not be able to resist.

Unfortunately, his plan is good, but the premise is that this palm hits Lin Chen.

"Crimson Purple Eight Desolations, Soul Sword."

Lin Chen silently operated the Crimson Purple Eight Desolations mental method in his mind, and immediately saw the soul power in his brain merge at an extremely fast speed to form a sharp golden small sword, which went straight to the head of the Phantom Demon King.

The golden small sword is composed of soul power, which cannot be seen by the naked eye, and the Phantom Demon King cannot detect it.

When the golden small sword attacked, Lin Chen's Youlong Sword was also quickly raised, and the sword domain and the essence of all things were mixed and poured into the Youlong Sword.

A terrifying pressure burst out from Lin Chen, covering the entire ninth floor!

Buzz!

The Phantom Demon King's head buzzed, and his body, which was originally flying forward quickly, suddenly stopped, his eyes were dull, as if he had lost his soul.

"Go to heaven!"

Just at this moment, Lin Chen slashed with a sword with all his strength. This attack was different from the previous ones. Previously, Lin Chen used the Soul Sword to attack the Phantom Demon King before performing the Return to Heaven. This time, Lin Chen performed the Return to Heaven immediately while performing the Soul Attack. It seemed that there was not much difference, but the difference of a breath of time was enough to change the situation drastically.

"Huh?"

While Lin Chen was attacking, Leng Yun noticed the change in the expression of the Phantom Demon King on the other side. His eyes shrank sharply and his face changed slightly. "Soul attack, Lin Chen, you...how can you perform soul attack."

Leng Yun was a genius of the True Spirit Clan. Although he also did not obtain the complete Crimson Purple Eight Desolate Cultivation Method, he had already reached the point where he could perform soul attack. He was very clear about the reaction of the warriors after the soul attack, so when he saw the Phantom Demon King was awake now, he saw it.

This made Leng Yun feel incredible. How could Lin Chen, a genius of the human race, perform soul attack? Soul attack is a special method of the True Spirit Clan. I have never heard of any great man in the human race who is good at soul attack.

Lin Chen ignored Leng Yun's surprise. The most urgent task was to kill the Phantom Demon King first. Of course, Lin Chen would not just take the Eight Desolations of Crimson Purple without returning it to the True Spirit Clan. It's not that Lin Chen has no interest in the Eight Desolations of Crimson Purple. On the contrary, he is very interested in practicing the Eight Desolations of Crimson Purple. If it weren't for the urgent time, he would definitely practice the Eight Desolations of Crimson Purple as soon as possible.

However, Lin Chen had already recorded the mental method of the Eight Desolations of Crimson Purple. The golden paper that recorded the Eight Desolations of Crimson Purple was not very useful for Lin Chen to hold.

Hula~

The Wandering Dragon Sword fell from the sky with endless power, and in an instant it came to the front of the Phantom Demon King, only a few meters away from the Phantom Demon King.

"Hmm?" At this time, the Phantom Demon King also suddenly resisted Lin Chen's soul sword attack, felt the momentum of the Wandering Dragon Sword, and saw that the Wandering Dragon Sword was only a few meters away from him. His expression suddenly changed, "Lin Chen, stop!"

A distance of several meters, for such a strong man with the cultivation level of the Nine Transformations of Life and Death, is not even a step. Even if the Phantom Demon King reacted faster, it was impossible for him to block Lin Chen's attack.

Hearing the voice of the Phantom Demon King, Lin Chen's face did not change at all, and he continued to cut with the Dragon Sword in his hand.

The Phantom Demon King's eyes widened, and he felt that the blade of the Dragon Sword in front of him was rapidly increasing. Especially the momentum of the Dragon Sword made the Phantom Demon King feel suffocated, and a palpitation and despair arose spontaneously.

Puff!

Before the Phantom Demon King had such a feeling for too long, Lin Chen's Dragon Sword was like cutting a piece of paper, and it was easy to cut down, splitting the magic energy and true essence protective shield on the Phantom Demon King's body, and then directly hitting the Phantom Demon King's body.

With a puff, the Dragon Sword directly split half of the Phantom Demon King's body, and a large amount of blood immediately gushed out from the wound, and in the blink of an eye, a large area was dyed red.

"No! Ah~"

The Phantom Demon King's eyes instantly turned red, he roared, and grabbed the Youlong Sword that had pierced his body with both hands, pulled it out with force, and then flew backwards like crazy, with a ferocious face, fear and despair.

If it was someone else's attack, even if the Phantom Demon King's defense was broken and injured, it would not be able to kill the Phantom Demon King directly. But Lin Chen's sword contained the essence of time and the essence of destruction. The essence of time was enough to affect the speed of recovery of the Phantom Demon King's injuries, and the essence of destruction could directly expand the Phantom Demon King's injuries.

With the help of Youlongzi, the power of this sword was so strong that even the Phantom Demon King, who was the ultimate king, could not resist it.

"Ah~~"

"Ah~!!"

On the entire ninth floor, only the Phantom Demon King's roaring and roaring was left, and it became weaker and weaker in the end, and his vitality quickly withered.