Peerless Sword God

"What did you say? My son was killed?"

On a majestic and majestic mountain, there is a towering demon palace, with the three characters "Tongyou Palace" flashing above it.

Its owner is Tongyou Demon Saint, one of the five holy gods.

I saw him sitting casually on the throne, with his hands on both sides, his eyes deep and half-smiling as he looked at a Nine-Path Divine Ancestor kneeling on the ground.

The Nine Paths Divine Ancestor nodded tremblingly and stammered: "Yes, it was a human race named Heavenly Sword Divine Ancestor who killed Ming Lord."

"I understand, you can go down." Demon Saint Tongyou said with a smile.

"Yes Yes."

As if he had been granted amnesty, the ancestor of the Nine Paths crawled out of the Tongyou Palace, but he was confused in his heart. Everyone knew that Tongyou Demon Saint Protector, Chiyuan Mingjun, was his only son. Why was he now dead? Not showing any anger? It's really puzzling.

The Tongyou Demon Saint in the hall waved his hand, and the door of the hall closed silently, and then his voice sounded in the hall: "You three, the boy you mentioned has appeared."

Before he finished speaking, three demonic figures appeared out of thin air in the palace. One woman and two men turned out to be Jia Luo, the Mad Blood Demon Ancestor and the Burning Sky Sword Demon.

No, to be precise, it was the Phoenix Demon Spirit, the Bloody Demon Spirit, the Jufu Demon Spirit and the Daolong Demon Spirit that took away their bodies.

Fengyue Demon Spirit said with a smile: "That boy is not simple. He is highly valued by Xiang Shen and the others. He has extremely high swordsmanship talent and is far stronger than the average half-step saint. He is barely a monster. Your son goes to provoke him. , it’s not surprising that he died.”

The three Blood Demon Spirits did not speak, but they nodded. Apparently they had the same views as Fengyue Demon Spirit, and they did not care about Chi Yuan Ming.

Your life and death.

Hearing this, Demon Saint Tongyou smiled and said: "Then Chiyuan is dead as well. Anyway, he is not my biological son, but I still bear this person's name. By doing this, that boy is beating me." ”

"Then what are you going to do?" Feng Yue Demon Spirit asked.

"Well, just give him some trouble, what do you think?" Demon Saint Tongyou thought briefly.

"what ever."

Fengyue Demon Spirit pursed his lips and smiled, and the three Blood Ming Demon Spirits had no objection.

Demon Saint Tongyou looked at the closed palace door, which opened silently again, and a majestic demonic voice came out: "Blood Sword, Phantom Demon, and Thunder Sword, you three come quickly to see me."

Less than three breaths later, three half-step holy gods from the demon race came in, namely Blood Sword Thunder Lord, Phantom Demon Eye Lord, and Thunder Sword Demon Lord.

They are all the famous half-step saints of the demon clan. They have served Demon Saint Tongyou for many years. They came to the hall, knelt down on one knee respectfully, and said in unison: "Please give me your orders, Lord Tongyou."

"My son Chi Yuan was killed by a human genius called the Heavenly Sword God Ancestor in the God-Eating Realm. You go and pick up his body for burial, and by the way avenge Chi Yuan."

Demon Saint Tongyou showed a hint of pain and said: "I will issue another order. Whoever can avenge this murder of my son, I will accept him as my personal disciple and teach him the method of breaking through the realm of the Holy God. You It’s okay if you can do three.”

"What? Lord Ming is dead?"

Blood Knife Lei Jun and the others were shocked, but after hearing the words behind Demon Saint Tongyou, their hearts surged and they immediately obeyed their leader's order: "Lord Tongyou, please rest assured, the three subordinates will sacrifice the head of the ancestor of the sword god of that day to Ming Ming." Jun."

"Look at

Bar. "Tongyou Demon Saint waved his hand and said.

"As commanded."

The three of them, Blood Sword Leijun, bowed and retreated, came out of Tongyou Hall, and looked at each other. They all saw disbelief in each other's eyes.

Lord Huan Mo Tong, who had a pair of gray-black pupils, turned around and saw that Tongyou Hall had been closed, and said in a shocked tone: "Do you two know who the Sword God Ancestor was that day, and how dare you attack Lord Ming?"

"No matter who he is, you can be sure of one thing. He is a fool. No, he is a madman, because only a madman who is desperate for his life dares to kill Lord Ming." The Thunder Sword Demon Lord wearing a thunder-patterned magic robe sneered.

"Brother Lei Jian, Brother Huan Mo, no matter he is a fool or a madman, we must not be careless. How strong is Ming Lord? We know that he can kill Ming Lord, which shows that his strength is not weaker than any of us. ”

The Blood Sword Demon Lord has bloody hair, his eyes are as cold as swords, and his voice has an edge: "I think this is why Lord Tongyou sent me and three other people to go, so before we take action, we must first kill Lord Ming." Let’s investigate the killing thoroughly and make sure nothing goes wrong.”

"Brother Blood Knife makes sense."

Thunder Sword Demon Lord and Huan Mo Tong Lord did not refute, but nodded cautiously. If they failed, their fate would be tragic. No one could withstand the anger of Demon Saint Tongyou.

"Let's go to the God-Slaying Realm first to investigate clearly the cause of Ming Jun's death and the details of the Sword God Ancestor of that day." Blood Sword Lei Jun said with finality.

Demon Lord Thunder Sword and Lord Huan Mo Tong nodded, never mentioning the promise of Demon Saint Tongyou from beginning to end, and seemed not to want to become his personal disciples.

In fact, it is completely opposite, three

The reason why people didn't mention it was because they knew it very well. Whoever could kill the Heavenly Sword God Ancestor would naturally become the direct disciple of the Tongyou Demon Saint.

In a palace in a certain world city, there sat a beautiful young man in a purple shirt, who was none other than the God of Zhuoyou. He was wearing a purple-gold sky-reaching crown, and his body was full of divine light and majestic appearance.

"Ancestor of the Heavenly Sword God? Is he that boy? How many years has passed and he has such strength?"

Zhuo Youshen was shocked and doubtful, and immediately summoned several demons. After repeated questioning, he finally confirmed that the Heavenly Sword God Ancestor who killed Chiyuan Mingjun was the kid who had ruined his good deeds in Qitian Sect.

"How is it possible? How did that kid practice? He became the ancestor of the Nine Paths of God so quickly, and even killed a half-step Holy God genius."

Zhuo Youshen felt unbelievable and said with a solemn expression: "This kid is indeed a serious problem for me. It seems that I need to take action personally."

With this in mind, he summoned the subordinates he had conquered over the years, including three half-step saints and more than twenty nine-path divine ancestors, to go to the God-Eating Realm.

At this time, the news of Lin Chen's killing of Chiyuan Mingjun was gradually spread to all parts of the Senluo Realm. I believe that it won't be long before his reputation will be heard throughout the Senluo Realm.

After this incident, the God-Eating Realm became more peaceful than ever before.

But all this is just an appearance, but in reality there is an undercurrent.

All forces are secretly watching Lin Chen to see when he will go to the path of saint again.

Lin Chen didn't care about this. Killing Chiyuan Mingjun was a big deal for all forces, but for him, it just solved a problem.

Although Chiyuan Mingjun is a half-step Holy God genius, he is nothing compared to the God-eating clan Mojia. This is the real enemy.

from the killing field

After coming out, he went to celebrate with Tianle and others. In the evening, he returned to the ninth level, discussed with Ancient Demon Qifeng and others, and decided to go to the Path of Saints in half a year.

After they left, Lin Chen came to the room through the living room, sat down cross-legged, took out Chiyuan Mingjun's storage ring, and counted the harvest.