Chapter 891 The Strongest Sword

Beside the Supreme of Warcraft, suddenly dozens of swords of gods and demons stabbed out!

After the Tianchi Lingmai has strengthened his physical body twice, as a second-order divine beast, Lu Chen knew that ordinary weapons could not penetrate his flesh and blood. Fortunately, he had the divine and demonic sword!

In the area in front of Lu Chen, a large number of God-Devil Promise Swords are constantly being differentiated. These Promise Swords appear anywhere, anytime, without warning and are difficult to defend!

The Supreme Being of Warcraft widened his eyes and activated the "Shape Shuttle" several times. However, no matter how he changed his position, there would always be a large number of Gods and Demons Promise Swords beside him.

Lu Chen's "creation" has not reached the level of creating a world. After all, he has only practiced for half a year. What he can do now is to use the chaotic spiritual energy as raw material in the target area, and cooperate with certain items he has to create. Lots of avatars.

But this is already a very scary effect.

The infinite avatars of the infinite swords of the gods and demons, even if they are as strong as Yinglong, they are finally tired of dealing with them.

"With this trick, you can never kill me!!" Yinglong was furious, but he didn't have time to clone himself, so he could only change positions crazily, and now he couldn't allow him to stay for a while.

Gradually, there were more and more clones of the Promise Sword around, and the offensive became more and more fierce.

Several of these attacks almost swiped against Ying Long's body!

"Could it be that your creation can be endless? I don't believe it! Your spiritual power should not be able to hold up!" Ying Long was still trying his best to dodge.

Lu Chen stood on the spot.

It is still pouring spiritual energy into this area.

500,000 spiritual power, 800,000 spiritual power, 1 million, 2 million!

With the infusion of spiritual energy, this area finally formed a self-sufficient system!

After the avatar of the Promise Sword is avoided, it will be disassembled again, and a new avatar will be created quickly and quickly!

If it is avoided again, it will be disintegrated again, and a new clone will be recreated... Yin and yang will be transformed into each other, and they can be divided and combined!

"Damn it! It's not over!" Yinglong shouted violently, pulled out a steel claw, and slashed at a clone of the Promise Sword, and after the Promise Sword was hit, it actually... split into two!

Wuji gives birth to Tai Chi, and Tai Chi gives birth to Liang Yi. Here, "one" can become "two"!

And Lu Chen continued to pour in his spiritual energy!

3 million spiritual energy, corresponding to the massive spiritual energy value, all poured into this area.

Divine Demon Promise Sword clones, from dozens to hundreds, then to thousands, tens of thousands!

These swords can only dodge, not defend, otherwise they will be divided into two!

At this time, the power of creation is truly manifested. In this small world, as long as you are trapped in it, you will die!

"Dragon Blood Resurrection!" Yinglong's body erupted violently, and there was an afterimage of the giant dragon behind him. Although he blocked a large number of Wuji sword attacks, the Wuji sword quickly re-formed. He ignored it and continued to attack.

That afterimage is getting weaker and weaker, assimilated by the surrounding chaotic aura, absorbed...

"Impossible! Heavenly Dragon Roars!"

"Stardust Resonance!"

"Nine Realms You Long!"

"Kowloon clone!"

Ying Long has a lot of trump cards, and he constantly uses a lot of terrifying skills.

However, as far as the Avatar of the Divine Demon Promise Sword is concerned, it doesn't make any difference whether he uses skills or not!

Dare to block, they will be divided into two, if you want to dodge, you will quickly rebuild...

Some skills will also be assimilated and absorbed by the surrounding chaotic aura. Although it is not effective for all skills, as long as it absorbs a little, it can make Yinglong more passive.

Ten minutes later, Ying Long had used all his skills, and he was already covered in scars!

To say, if "creation" is a formation, Yinglong would have broken it long ago, but in the field of creation, there is no formation, and it is self-contained.

This world seems to be attached to him, no matter how he dodges, he can't escape this small world.

At this moment, Ying Long seemed to feel a sense of deja vu.

For three thousand years, he was trapped in the spiritual veins of Tianchi, even if his physical body continued to grow stronger, but he was still unable to escape from there.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the Tianchi Spirit Vessel. Resistance would only make the attack more violent. He had to keep moving and dodge desperately.

At this time, it suddenly heard a voice.

"Warcraft Supreme, give it up, this place is already self-contained, and their attacks will stop until death."

"No, I don't believe it! I can escape from the Tianchi Spirit Vessel, and I can escape from your damned barrier!"

"This is not an enchantment."

"I don't care! Whether it's an enchantment, a formation, a field, or a space you created! Nothing can trap me!"

Puff puff, several gods and demon swords stabbed the body of Warcraft Supreme, but its recovery ability is extremely amazing, and the wound heals quickly.

It is worthy of being the flesh of a second-order divine beast, even if it is a clone of the divine and demonic sword, it seems that under the current strength, it cannot be completely injured.

Perhaps, only a sword can kill it...

"I don't believe in fate, and I don't believe in you!" Yinglong's face was hideous, his eyes were splitting, and he frantically avoided a large number of Wuji swords.

Lu Chen was stunned for a moment, not believing in fate... Speaking of which, he was somewhat similar to himself.

Ten minutes later, Ying Long was already exhausted, but he was still trying his best to dodge the attack.

The endless swords cut through his body again and again.

Finally, after a lot of attacks, Yinglong's physical recovery slowed down!

His human skin was quickly cut, revealing a larger body of Yinglong.

At this time, its body was riddled with holes and blood flowed non-stop.

The more this is the case, the more difficult it is for him to avoid all attacks, and gradually, his wounds become more and more numerous.

Suddenly, with a loud bang, Yinglong knelt on his front legs and fell down.

Countless gods, demons and Promise Sword clones swarmed towards Yinglong.

Yinglong was no longer able to resist, and he didn't care about the clones of the Promise Sword, he just turned his head and looked at Lu Chen with tired eyes.

"You said that this space is self-contained now, so you can't come in!"

"I can hurt me with these swords, but it's impossible to kill me!"

"Since I can escape from the Tianchi Spirit Vessel, sooner or later, I will also escape from here!"

Lu Chen lightly looked at Ying Long, who was bloody, narrowed his eyes slightly, and sighed.

They are indeed enemies. Either you die or I die, and they cannot be changed.

Yet they are so similar in some ways. The same strength, the same unyielding...

With a sigh, Lu Chen raised his head and looked at Yinglong, "Since this space was created by me, I can naturally withdraw it... well, I'll send you the last paragraph."

After all, Lu Chen put away "Creation", and at the same time, he opened the unity of soul and body!

He finally opened the soul and body into one, Luo Yao was about to cry...

This is still under the circumstance that Yinglong has been subdued! Completely superfluous behavior!

The sword is raised, the wind is surging, the lightning is thundering!

"Didn't you say that it's a pity that you didn't almost take my sword to break the sky? My strongest sword is to make up for your regret."

Lu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, grabbed the Wuji Sword with one hand, and shouted angrily, "One sword...breaks the sky!"