Chapter 1702 The First Five Spells

"Heitian Demon God, don't get angry, I still have one last resort."

The Heitian Demon God shouted loudly, with unmatched power, Lu Chen looked as usual, smiling again and again, his body was full of swords, and the void sneered, as if it had been shattered.

"Oh, kid, what else do you have, just use it."

The Heitian Demon God frowned secretly, but on the surface he was calm, the dark sky pestle clanged in his hands, the power of darkness lingered, and the jet-black runes intertwined together, turning into a cloud of black clouds.

"Heitian Demon God, be careful."

Lu Chen cheered up, gave a loud shout, exerted all his strength, and uttered obscure spells. Blood-red characters appeared out of thin air, exuding strong blood, and flew towards Heitian Demon God.

"A mere secret technique, you also want to deal with me?"

The Heitian Demon God laughed, but suddenly felt the gurgling of Qi and blood in his body, like boiling water, and the vibration made his meridians tingle, and this tingling sensation hit his whole body.

"Blood curse, how do you know blood curse?"

Heitian Demon God's expression changed suddenly, and he hurriedly used the law of the ancestors to resist the power of the blood spell and forcibly suppress the blood in his body, but the blood overflowed from the pores.

"Gu Chen, tell me, where did you learn this blood spell?"

The Heitian Demon God frowned, his eyes were gloomy and terrifying, and he stared at Lu Chen firmly, like a savage wild beast, wanting to choose someone to devour.

"Do you know the blood spell?"

Lu Chen was taken aback, his brows frowned slightly, seeing that Heitian Demon God faintly wanted to get rid of the blood curse, his energy sank to his dantian, and his spirit became one, arousing the power of the blood curse.

"Hmph, although the blood curse is powerful, you should have practiced it not long ago. It's okay, as long as you don't fully understand the true meaning of the blood curse, I will have a way to subdue you."

Heitian Demon God bled from the pores of his body, and his pitch-black robe was stained with blood. Bursts of tingling pain spread throughout his mind, but his consciousness was very clear.

He took a step forward, aggressively, the power of darkness boiled, the dark sky pestle was raised, and hit Lu Chen fiercely, with the potential of landslides and ground cracks.

"Shua!"

Chase Lu hurriedly dodged, the ground where he was standing on immediately cracked, thousands of feet of cracks appeared, and a violent aura raged.

"Child Gu Chen, you can hide for a while, but you can't hide forever."

The Heitian Demon God roared and stepped up, the void under his feet burst, leaving blood marks one by one, and the blood dripped from his feet non-stop.

"Bone spell!"

Lu Chen looked serious. He didn't expect Heitian Demon God to forcibly suppress the power of the blood spell, and hurriedly cast the bone spell.

Bai Sensen's characters flew out, like an illusory scene, unable to break through, and imprinted on Heitian Demon God's body, he was taken aback: "This is a bone spell. Could it be that you have practiced the complete five spells?"

At the same time, the bones of Heitian Demon God's body rubbed against each other, and there was a loud bang, as if thousands of ants were biting his limbs, excruciating pain.

His footsteps became heavier and heavier, as if pouring lead. With each step, the void collapsed, leaving blood-red footprints, which was shocking.

Heitian Demon God's face became more and more ugly, because he never expected that Lu Chen had practiced such an ancient technique.

"Child Guchen, you have been to the Fallen Cave, right?"

Heitian Demon God's eyes were deep and gloomy. He moved the dark sky pestle with both hands, but the bones in his arm made a cracking sound, as if it was about to break.

"Force Spell!"

Lu Chen still didn't answer. Seeing the current situation of Heitian Demon God, his eyes lit up, and he cast the power spell again.

Among the five spells, the power spell was the first to remove the monk's power, but Lu Chen was worried that he would not be able to completely suppress the Black Sky Demon God, so he cast the blood spell first, and then the bone spell.

Now it seems that the effect is not bad. The Black Sky Demon God has been affected by three kinds of spells, and it is not low.

"The five spells are really powerful, but it's a pity that I didn't comprehend the following Qi spells and soul spells."

Seeing that the Heitian Demon God still had more power, Lu Chen sighed in his heart, it was a pity that the practice of the fifth spell was extremely difficult, better than those of the sixth and even the seventh rank of the Heavenly Demon Art.

He thought to himself that among all the immortal arts and magic skills he practiced, this one should be the most difficult to practice.

However, Lu Chen also secretly rejoiced that it was a blessing to be able to practice power spells, blood spells, and bone spells in just half a year.

Just casting the five spells consumes a lot of energy, and Chase Lu feels that he must kill Heitian Demon God as soon as possible.

Of course, it would be best to be able to kill Heitian Demon God.

"Strength spell, is this a force spell?"

At the same time, Heitian Demon God felt that his power was suppressed, as if he couldn't stimulate it from his body, his power was greatly reduced, and he finally showed a look of surprise.

"Child Guchen, you really have practiced the complete five spells. Well, I originally wanted to keep you alive to serve me, but now it seems that I can't keep you."

Heitian Demon God was affected by the power spell, bone spell, and blood spell, and his strength dropped a lot, but he was still extremely fierce, and even more fierce than before.

"Die!"

He waved the dark sky pestle and hit Lu Chen in the air. The thousand-foot dark sky pestle was as big as the table of the Eight Immortals. From a distance, it looked like a pillar of heaven collapsing, shaking the world.

In the sky above Chase Lu, the air of darkness raged, and a destructive force poured down like a river. He was so frightened that he hurriedly distorted the space, creating a space storm and a time storm.

A silver storm and a golden storm formed, and swept towards the dark sky pestle, but it was destroyed with a bang.

"Ahem, Gu Chen, you can't survive."

Heitian Demon God's old face turned pale, he coughed a few times, and bleeding came from the corner of his mouth. Strength spells, bone spells, and blood spells affected his strength, blood, and bones, and he had to spend half of his strength to suppress it.

However, Heitian Demon God knew very well that the longer the time, the greater the impact, so he wanted to kill Lu Chen at all costs.

"Haha, Heitian Demon God, you couldn't kill me before, let alone try to kill me now."

Lu Chen laughed loudly, but his heart was extremely heavy. After casting the power spell, blood spell and bone spell, he felt his whole body was hot, like being in a furnace, and his whole body was sweating profusely.

"Hahaha, Guchen boy, the five spells were created by the Wumiao Tianzun of the ancient demon race. They are the real ancient methods. Your cultivation base is too low, and the burden of casting the five spells is extremely heavy. I see How long can you last?"

The Heitian Demon God laughed loudly, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't care, he just stared at Lu Chen fiercely, using the dark sky pestle to kill Lu Chen.

"Ethereal Demon Sword, go!"

Lu Chen frowned, feeling that his own strength was being consumed violently, he gritted his teeth, and shot out the ethereal magic sword from the storage ring, and cast Time Slash.

The Void Demon Sword is a ninth-rank Heavenly Demon Weapon, a sharp weapon second only to the Ancestral Divine Weapon. It is a space attribute and suitable for time.

"Ninth rank Heavenly Demon Soldier?"

Seeing this, Heitian Demon God frowned, his deep eyes became darker, he opened his mouth suddenly, and the dark rune rushed out, forming a huge dark mouth, and swallowed towards the Ethereal Demon Sword.

At the same time, the Ethereal Demon Sword slashed Time and Time, and when it was struck down, it spread the brilliance of time, sank into the huge mouth of darkness, and oscillated endlessly.

"Child Guchen, this seat is the ancestor god. Even if the cultivation base has not been fully restored now, it is not within the reach of ordinary immortals. You want to kill this seat, it is just a daydream."

Heitian Demon God yelled sharply, uttering magic sounds, and the dark characters flew out continuously and merged into the huge mouth of darkness. The light of time overflowed and was immediately swallowed by the darkness.

"Heitian Demon God, I don't believe you can persevere forever."

Lu Chen drank loudly, lifted his spirits, operated the source of time, withdrew his left palm, and the long river of time rolled towards Heitian Demon God.

"Hmph, you use the source of time, the source of space, and cast five spells, how long can you last?"

The Heitian Demon God snorted coldly, staring at Lu Chen with an unfriendly expression, while suppressing the power of pressure spells, bone spells, and blood spells, he used the dark sky pestle to severely suppress Lu Chen.

Thousands of miles of sky fell into darkness, without any light, giving people a feeling of oppression. Lu Chen was in it, like being in a magic cave.

"This Heitian Demon God is really difficult to deal with. If I hadn't practiced the five spells, I'm afraid I would have been defeated by him already."

Lu Chen's face was gloomy, and he used weak water beads and Tianjin chariots to resist the dark heavenly pestle, but these two heavenly demon soldiers could not compete with the dark heavenly pestle at all.

Lu Chen's body shook violently, and his complexion became paler and paler. Fighting Heitian Demon God for such a long time and casting five spells brought him a huge load.

Up to now, he feels that his own strength has been consumed by as much as 60%. If this continues, the situation will be really bad.

"Hmph, I've used up most of my strength, and Heitian Demon God is no exception. Let's see who of us can persevere?"

Lu Chen snorted coldly, seeing that Heitian Demon God was bleeding all over his body, and his old face was ashen. If he had a serious illness, he was unwilling to give up, and continued to control power spells, bone spells and blood spells.

"Damn it, it seems that I can't kill this kid if I don't move."

Heitian Demon God's eyes were dark, his whole body was gurgling, his strength was declining, his bones were rubbing, and the pain was unbearable, which made him dare not fight Lu Chen like this again.

One must know that he has just recovered to the Ancestral Immortal Realm, such intense consumption can easily cause his cultivation to drop to the Primordial Immortal Realm, which is something Hei Tian Demon God does not want to see.

"Magic Black Sky!"

The Heitian Demon God roared up to the sky, his eyes opened angrily, his whole body burst out with energy and blood, countless dark runes flew out, and the powerful ancestral law swept out.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The body of Heitian Demon God suddenly became illusory, and 10,000 phantoms appeared, each of which was no different from him, as if a real existence, and hit Lu Chen with unparalleled strength.

"My child, Gu Chen, try this method of summoning the ancestor gods."

Ten thousand phantoms of the Heitian Demon God spoke at the same time, with a huge momentum, like thousands of troops, covering tens of thousands of miles of void, covering Lu Chen from all directions.

"The law of the ancestor gods? Not good!"

Lu Chen's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly urged power spells, bone spells, and blood spells to completely suppress the power, bones, and blood of Heitian Demon God, so as to weaken Heitian Demon God's power.

In this way, the power of Wanhuan Heitian will inevitably decrease.

"Guchen kid, you should die!"

Sure enough, the 10,000 phantoms of the Black Sky Demon God trembled at this moment, their power was losing, but they still went forward bravely, wanting to kill Lu Chen alive.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Lu Chen was in the shadow of 10,000 black sky demon gods, his body shook violently, blood burst out from his body surface, his chest and back exploded, blood and flesh splattered, causing him to scream in pain and fly backwards.

"Damn it, am I going to die here? I'm not reconciled!"

Lu Chen roared fiercely, his eyes were so red that his eyes were about to burst, he stared at the ten thousand phantoms of Heitian Demon God, he fell abruptly from the sky, and hit the ground, his bones slammed, as if they were about to fall apart.

But fortunately, the ten thousand phantoms of Heitian Demon God dissipated one by one at this time, one black cloud after another appeared in the sky, and bursts of loud noises came out.

Lu Chen's ears were tingling and blood was overflowing, but he had a smile on his face, because he knew that after the Heitian Demon God cast Myriad Illusion Heitian, his strength was almost exhausted.