Peerless Sword God

"die!"

The Yanrong demon spirit seemed to be hit by Lin Chen's words. Its murderous intent surged in its eyes. It stepped on the demonic fire and stepped towards Lin Chen. It raised its hand to press down with a palm. The demonic patterns flew into the air and turned into a flaming magic wheel. It was suppressed.

Under his control, the hell karma fires lined up left and right, the flame magic wheel was suppressed, and with a clang, the sword of the Brahma Demon fell down.

The Yanrong demon spirit didn't give up yet, and controlled the flame magic wheel to smash down, hitting the Brahma Demon Sword again.

Lin Chen stood unsteadily and seemed to be separated from the sword, but he remained calm and composed. Feeling the tempered divine body, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he shouted to Yanrong Demon Spirit:

"It's my turn to take action."

With one word, he devoted all his life to the blood of the gods, and activated the Brahma Demon Sword to sweep out. The purple sword energy soared into the sky, splitting the flame magic wheel in half.

"kill!"

His blood was surging, his energy was boiling, Lin Chen's eyes were full of fighting spirit, and he fought against the sword of Brahma and the Demon, unstoppable, breaking through the fire of hell.

He sensed the weakness of the Yan Rong demon spirit, and swept his sword across. Purple energy danced angrily, and the sword energy surged, hitting the palm struck by the Yan Rong demon spirit.

Poof!

Half of the palm flew out.

The Yanrong demon spirit retreated angrily. As Lin Chen said, his strength was indeed terrifying, but what he took away was the divine body of the ancestor Chi Tian. This was his weakness.

Lin Chen flew into the sky and laughed loudly: "In terms of divine body, you are not as good as me."

Before he finished speaking, he had already struck down with his sword.

Click!

The void was like a flash of purple lightning, extending downward like a bullfight and falling on Yanrong Demon Spirit.

As if he was struck by lightning, he retreated continuously, sparks flying out from his feet. He looked down at the sword mark on his chest and suddenly became furious.

With one hand he stirs up the karma of hell, and with the other he leads the earthly demons

Fire, the Yanrong Demon Spirit was like the incarnation of the God of Fire, attacking Lin Chen furiously and fiercely.

There was neither sadness nor joy in Lin Chen's eyes, and he was separated from the Brahma Demon Sword. He held the sword in his hand, flapped the wings of life, and faced him with fighting intent, and fought with him.

If the Yan Rong demon spirit is a fire god, then Lin Chen is the sword god who came to the world and used the emperor's god-killing sword energy smoothly and smoothly.

The eight swords are combined into one, clean and neat, one sword breaks through all kinds of magic, constantly splitting the karma fire of hell and the demonic fire of earth, and defeating the demonic spirits of Yan Rong.

The use of two kinds of magic fire put too much load on him. Not only his divine body, but also his energy, blood and strength were greatly reduced, and his combat power was greatly reduced.

boom!

Another slash of the sword hit Yanrong Zhenling's chest.

Lin Chen took advantage of the situation and merged with the Brahma Demon Sword, and slammed it in, penetrating his entire body.

His clothes exploded, his energy and blood surged, and a majestic purple sword power shook out from Yanrong Demon Spirit's body. His chest and back exploded, spreading to his limbs and bones.

In the blink of an eye, the divine body that Yan Rong Zhenling had just seized was reduced to ashes, revealing its original appearance, an energy body burning with demonic fire.

Compared with when he seized the body of the Divine Ancestor Chitian, his energy body was weakened by nearly one-third, and he went from being one of the strongest demon spirits to the weakest.

"What? That boy chopped off Yan Rong's divine body?"

Those demon spirits couldn't believe it, and Jialuo and the other three looked gloomy, because Lin Chen was able to kill the Yanrong demon spirit's body, which meant that he could also kill theirs.

"good!"

All the true spirits cheered for Lin Chen. The Elephant God True Spirit smiled kindly and said in his heart: "I believe the ancestor of life has also seen it. He will feel very pleased, right?"

"This, how is this possible?"

Wu Maqi's eyes were full of gloom.

, he was slapped in the face again, and for the first time he looked at Lin Chen with fear in his eyes. His original plan to kill Lin Chen after he went out began to waver.

Tai Tanmu, Huntian Sword Demon and others all gasped, their eyes in awe.

Qing Feng Ying and the others all breathed a sigh of relief. Ancient Demon Qi Feng clicked his tongue and said, "This kid's divine body is stronger than before."

"I am so angry that I am a man who can kill a thousand swords. How dare you destroy my divine body?"

The Yanrong demon spirit was so angry that it roared at Lin Chen. The hatred in its eyes was so overwhelming that it could not be washed away even if it was poured into all the water from the three rivers and five lakes.

He worked hard to seize the body, but in the end it was chopped off by Lin Chen with a sword. Even if he could continue to seize the body, there was no one here who met his requirements.

Lin Chen walked out of the Brahma Demon Sword, his shawl black hair shining with crystal luster, his eyes like swords, he said calmly: "I will not only cut off your divine body, but also kill you completely."

Wings of life appeared behind his back. Lin Chen flew towards him with his sword and slashed in the air. The sword energy traveled across the void like a piece of steel, drawing out thousands of purple energy.

Above the head, the Buddha's bone relics are suspended. The Buddha crosses his legs and recites sutras. The Buddhist rhyme then spreads out, destroying the demonic energy around the Yanrong demon spirit.

"Just you?"

The Yanrong Demon Spirit's furious flames surged into the sky. He clapped his palms and flew out of the hell karma fire and the earthly demon fire. They were like two demonic dragons, one on the left and one on the right, burning the purple air in the sky.

But the Brahma Demon Sword had already been chopped down, and Huangtian's God-killing Sword was as powerful as breaking bamboo, splitting the two demonic fires in half, and then swept across the waist and abdomen of the Yanrong demon spirit.

As the sound of popping was heard, Yanrong Demon Spirit was cut into two pieces at the waist, and he hurriedly retreated, frantically widening the distance between him and Lin Chen.

At this time, he was no longer as arrogant as before.

Kuang, without his divine body, the power of the two demonic fires is greatly reduced, and part of his energy body has been cut off, making him unable to fight anymore.

"What are you running from?"

Lin Chen stepped forward with his sword, his energy penetrated the sky, drew two divine lights of purple and white, and quickly approached the Yanrong Demon Spirit.

Yanrong Demon Spirit was completely panicked and asked other demon spirits for help: "Please help me."

"snort."

Seeing this, Jia Luo, Hetian Sword Demon and Mad Blood Demon Ancestor forced back their opponents, came through the air, stood in front of the Yanrong Demon Spirit, and intercepted Lin Chen.

After a while, other demon spirits also came over one after another, and the real spirits such as the Elephant God and the injured turtle quickly came to Lin Chen's side. The two sides faced off, one good and one evil, and the Jinghe River was clear.

The atmosphere was tense, and the war seemed about to break out again.

Suddenly, four divine lights flashed in the sky, which were the four true spirits Feng Yue, Long Gui, Xue Ming and Yan Rong.

They seemed to know what was happening outside. They looked down at the demon spirits and landed calmly next to the elephant god and other true spirits.

Lin Chen was relieved when he saw this. It seemed that Feng Yue True Spirit had passed on their respective inheritances to Qing Feng Ling and the four others, otherwise they would not have appeared.

In this way, if they fight another group of demon spirits, they will not be at a disadvantage, but will have an advantage.

Feng Yue Zhenling's pair of flying phoenix wings were colorful, noble and pleasant, and said to the demon spirits: "The ancestor of life has something to say, and I have asked this palace to convey it to you. If you have had enough trouble, go back."

As soon as these words came out, many demon spirits' eyes moved slightly, as if they wanted to retreat, but the expressions of Jia Luo and the other three did not change, and Yan Rong demon spirit even pointed angrily at Lin Chen and said:

"This son cuts off my divine body. I will not give up until I kill him."

Fengyue Zhenling’s phoenix eyes were shining brightly and she shouted majestically.

: "The Ancestor of Life said that if you attack Little Friend Tianjian again, he will kill you with his own hands."

Yanrong Demon Spirit was dumbfounded when he heard this, muttering in his mouth, as if he was aggrieved: "Why, why?"

Fengyue True Spirit did not answer him, but glanced at Jialuo and the others with phoenix eyes, and said without any doubt: "The ancestor of life also has something to say to you, put down your divine body and go back on your own."