Peerless Sword God

"Qi Feng, you just got a divine body, and you have such strength. It seems that you have made some progress over the years."

The Night Demon looked cold, raised his right hand, and a magic tripod appeared, and flew up.

The palm-sized magic tripod, facing the magic flag, was soaring, and it was as big as ten thousand feet. The magic pattern was engraved on the tripod, and the magic shadows were heavy, and the dark air was gloomy, forming a scene of forests.

The next moment, the magic tripod suppressed and came out with infinite power, and it actually extinguished the power of the six magic weapons' self-explosion on the spot, and then enveloped the ancient demon Qi Feng.

"Nether Demon Cauldron?"

The ancient demon Qi Feng recognized this magic tripod, which was the natal magic weapon of the Night Demon. Like the Brahma Demon Sword and the magic weapon Demon Sin, they were all lower-grade supreme treasures.

This kind of supreme treasure, when used by the Night Demon's half-step holy god realm, can be called terrifying.

At this moment, whether it was the three Kusen Demon Ancestors or the Red Snake Demon Girl and others, seeing this tripod, they all felt pressured and retreated again.

Guangmu Daozu, who was standing behind Yeming Daomo, was also terrified, with a worried look in his eyes. He looked into the depths of the Light Demon Clan, but could not see Lin Chen's trace. He just hoped that he could leave quickly.

Lin Chen, who was refining the Divine Weapon Demon Sin in the Buddhist Temple, realized that a great enemy was coming as early as when Yeming Daomo took action.

But he was a little confused, who would come to trouble him at this time?

If it were normal, he could use his mental power to check, but now that his spirit, energy and spirit were united, he was relying on the Divine Weapon Demon Sin, and he had no spare power at all.

Once the mental power was freed up, the refining would be affected and the work would fail.

Therefore, Lin Chen did not dare to do so, and could only try to refine the Divine Weapon Demon Sin as soon as possible.

But now he encountered trouble. He put all his will and faith into it, and blessed the seventh level of swordsmanship and the origin of swordsmanship, but he still could not succeed in the refining.

The load on his will and faith was getting bigger and bigger, even exceeding his limit.

Lin Chen felt that he could not hold on any longer, his whole body was shaking, his face was as white as rice paper, bloodless, his brows were furrowed, and he was in great pain.

What to do?

If this continued, his will and faith might be in danger of collapse.

The sense of crisis was so strong, just like facing the God Devouring Clan's Mojia and Zhuyou God, Lin Chen really wanted to give up.

But he was unwilling.

Once he gave up, his previous efforts would be in vain.

"Damn it!"

Lin Chen was a little furious, and his state of mind was a little disturbed.

"Not good!"

With a sinking heart, Lin Chen hurriedly cut off the idea of ​​giving up, otherwise not only would he fail, but his state of mind would also suffer a devastating blow.

He clearly realized that if he advanced, he would succeed, but if he retreated, he would fall into a slump, and his future practice would also be seriously affected.

For now, there was only one way to succeed in the sacrifice.

We must find a way to break the deadlock!

Lin Chen activated the Buddha's bone relic, guarded his spirit, and calmed his mind.

"Calm down."

"I must calm down and find a solution."

"I will definitely find it."

Lin Chen took a deep breath and kept thinking about methods.

One method after another came to his mind, but he rejected them one by one.

No!

No!

...

Lin Chen continued to think.

"I got it."

A light suddenly flashed in his mind, and Lin Chen thought of a practical method.

Buddha rhyme!

Lin Chen's spirit was shocked, and he immediately ran the Buddha rhyme in his body and integrated it into the magic weapon and devil.

The magic weapon and devil, which was originally covered by blood and qi, was covered by the Buddha rhyme again, and the Buddha light was shining with brilliant golden light.

"It works."

A gleam of light flashed in Lin Chen's eyes, and he felt that the load on his will and belief had decreased a little. It was the Buddha rhyme that suppressed the resistance of the magic weapon and devil.

Although it was only a little, it still made Lin Chen overjoyed.

Finally found a way.

As the Buddha's rhyme was completely integrated into the magic weapon, the load on will and belief decreased a little, and the resistance of the magic weapon was also the same.

But soon Lin Chen found that the power of the Buddha's rhyme had reached its limit, and the load and resistance no longer decreased, and began to increase little by little.

"My Buddha's rhyme is too weak."

Lin Chen frowned secretly, feeling worried.

What should I do?

I finally found an effective method, but I couldn't complete it.

"I got it."

Suddenly, Lin Chen noticed the Buddha's rhyme in the hall, and his eyes lit up.

"Why don't I borrow the Buddha's rhyme in this hall?"

He didn't know if he could borrow it successfully, but there was only this method at the moment, and he had to try it.

This was the only hope.

Immediately, Lin Chen drew out the power of the God Ancestor and pulled the Buddha's rhyme lingering in the hall.

But who would have thought that the Buddha's rhyme was motionless and repelled the power of the God Ancestor.

"No?"

Lin Chen's heart sank.

How could this be?

The Buddha's rhyme in this hall was ownerless, so why couldn't he borrow it?

Lin Chen felt that God had played a big joke on him, giving him a hope, and now extinguished this hope.

Is he doomed to fail?

No!

No!

...

Lin Chen stared at the Buddhist rhythms that permeated the hall, guessing that there must be some way to borrow them, otherwise how could Yun Chan Demon Ancestor practice here?

For Buddhist practitioners, Buddhist rhythms are a powerful force for practice.

There must be a way.

"By the way, why don't I try to use my own Buddhist rhythms to attract the Buddhist rhythms in this hall?"

Lin Chen's heart moved, and he immediately took back the Buddha's rhyme from the Divine Weapon Demon Sin, and spread it out from in front of him to all directions, attracting the Buddha's rhyme that permeated the hall.

The Buddha's rhyme in the hall, when it met Lin Chen's Buddha's rhyme, was like meeting an old friend, and took the initiative to approach and merge with each other.

"Does it really work?"

Lin Chen was ecstatic, and excitement flashed in his eyes. He immediately attracted the Buddha's rhyme in the hall and merged it into the Divine Weapon Demon Sin.

This time, there was no rejection, only the lightness of being like a fish in water.

The Buddha's rhyme that permeated the hall was attracted by Lin Chen's Buddha's rhyme, like a golden stream, and all merged into the Divine Weapon Demon Sin.

As the Buddha's rhyme in the Divine Weapon Demon Sin became more and more, Lin Chen immediately felt that the resistance of this sword decreased, and the load on his will and belief was greatly reduced.

"Good, great."

Lin Chen made a concerted effort, adhering to his will and belief, and took advantage of the situation to mobilize his blood and qi, and sacrificed the Divine Weapon Demon Sin, and there was no longer any obstruction.

At this moment, success was in sight.

Bang!

Suddenly, a shocking explosion sounded outside the hall.

The ancient demon Qi Feng, who was fighting with the Night Demon, was actually shaken away by the Dark Demon Cauldron, and directly crashed a pagoda behind him.

The ancient demon Qi Feng fell into the rubble with a gloomy face, and the magic armor transformed by his body showed cracks, and his three heads and six arms were broken in half.

The Night Demon glanced at him and said, "Qi Feng, it seems that losing the ancient demon body has a great impact on your strength."

He had fought with the other party before, and knew that the other party's strength was definitely stronger than today.

"Nonsense! I am an ancient demon. Without the ancient demon body, how can I fully exert my strength."

The ancient demon Qi Feng stood up gloomily, looked at the broken body, and cursed in his heart that the divine body of this Yunchan Demon Ancestor was far worse than his previous divine body.

After stretching his six arms, the ancient demon Qi Feng twisted his neck and flew into the air. He stood shakily and took a breath and said, "Brother Ye Ming, how about waiting for me to recover my ancient demon body, and then we can fight for another three hundred rounds."

"Okay, go ahead."

The eyes of the Taoist Ye Ming flickered. He was not afraid of the ancient demon Qi Feng, but he was afraid of the other party's identity as an ancient demon.

Killing an ancient demon in public would most likely lead to revenge from other ancient demons. Even if he was a half-step saint, he didn't want to get into such trouble.