Chapter 2029 God Prayer

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"Shut up!"

Bo Yuqing's face became more and more ugly, Gu Chen's great sword flashed, and a sharp sword light shot towards him.

Li Yunxiao's injury has only partially recovered, and he didn't dare to take it hard, he sneered: "You are far inferior to Lu Congzi, he has done bad things with peace of mind, but you still have a conscience, just blindly evading, I advise you to turn your back on it."

"Turn back? If you have the ability to make me turn back, I would be willing, but do you have it?"

Bo Yuqing sneered, and the sword shadow on Gu Chen's sword rose up, transforming into a dragon, falling down like scattered flowers.

"Sorrowful Sword Yufeng!"

The powerful Stegosaurus turned into a wind and rain of swords, smashing the space and devouring everything.

Li Yunxiao retreated in response, not wanting to fight him head-on.

Bo Yuqing's eyes were cold, and he said: "I know that you are injured, and the victory is useless. But this is a desperate fight, and it is not a fair competition. Don't blame me for being merciless!"

As soon as his sword turned, he chased after Li Yunxiao and slashed over.

The sword contains the free and easy wind and rain, and Qi Shengfeng's fierce and domineering, which is also mixed with the strange and magical energy of Ni Shi.

Li Yunxiao was slightly startled. Bo Yuqing was indeed a talent of the sky. Not only did his sword intent change countless times, but he also refined neon stones, cultivated into a body of extreme yin, and tempered his body with magic elements.

That sword has a myriad of meanings, no matter how he dodges, it is impossible to escape the ever-changing.

As a last resort, he took out the Dharma Tree Golden Wheel and spun it in his palm.

Immediately, ten thousand golden lights bloomed, turning into shadows of whirling trees, swaying in the light. The luxuriant branches and leaves are connected into one piece, condensing into a world light curtain, opening up the entire realm of eternal life!

"That is……"

Bo Yuqing was taken aback. Although the scene in front of him was astonishing, it was not powerful enough. Li Yunxiao has been cultivating this mysterious weapon for a long time, and with his injuries, his true energy is insufficient.

"Sorrowing Sword Yufeng---Sword Realm!"

The ever-changing sword intent condensed into a sword, which suddenly pierced into the light curtain of the world, and the sword turned into weather and rain, and suddenly tore the light curtain apart.

The infinite sword intent swayed down, hit the tree shadow, and immediately shattered into countless golden spots.

With a flip of his right hand, Li Yunxiao put away the golden wheel, his figure faded and disappeared in place.

In an instant, the afterimage left behind was shattered by countless sword glows.

Bo Yuqing swept his consciousness, and his gaze fell several hundred feet ahead, Li Yunxiao's body gradually manifested.

"Dharma tree golden wheel! That is a long-lost sacred weapon in the devil world!"

Mo Qiang, who was fighting with Haofeng, caught sight of the two fighting from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Bo Yuqing, kill him quickly!"

Hao Feng scolded angrily: "Is it contempt for me if you can still be distracted in a battle with this king?!"

The originally weakened saber energy suddenly increased, and Mo Qiang only felt that the white light flickered more intensely, and a huge saber glow several feet wide appeared in the sky, and cut down like a mountain top!

Mo Qiang snorted coldly, his face was covered by a large number of magic patterns, and he raised his knife to meet him.

The blade also turned dark all of a sudden, echoing the symbols on his body.

"boom!"

The two knives collided, sparking boundless sparks.

Mo Qiang was repelled more than ten feet away, and there was a gap in the knife. He couldn't help frowning, with anger looming between his brows, "You destroyed the precious knife that Lu Congzi tailored for me."

Haofeng sneered and said: "A bad man with a bad knife, isn't it very suitable? Later, a dead man will be matched with a dead knife!"

The aura on his body suddenly changed shockingly, and it increased several times in an instant, and his eyes turned blue in an instant, as deep as the ocean.

Mo Qiang suddenly exclaimed, "Not good!" A great danger spread in his heart, and he turned into a magic light to escape.

Hao Feng said coldly: "Sorrow of the Sword World!"

The Nirvana Knife flashed, and the boundless knives were as bright as the sea, a world of azure blue.

"boom!"

Mo Qiang hurriedly raised his saber to meet him, and the precious saber was shattered into light immediately, and then his body was hit by the sea of ​​sabers, and exploded with a "bang".

"Quack quack!"

Numerous demons squeezed out of the space where Qiang exploded, and the sky was filled with demons for a while, screaming and biting everyone.

"What?! Hit him?!"

The faces of Lu Congzi, Bo Yuqing and Moji all changed drastically, and the three of them finally showed surprise.

Once Mo Qiang died, the balance of evenly matched forces was instantly broken, and they were bound to lose.

"Don't panic, Haofeng is already at the end of his battle!"

Lu Congzi shouted in a deep voice, and from the corner of his eye, he saw that Haofeng was completely drained after he used all his strength to unleash the sword world, and the speed of raising the knife was very slow, even killing Mo Sha The figure faltered.

The fact is also as Lu Congzi said, Haofeng cast a blow that surpassed his own power, now he is backlashed by the secret technique, his power is gradually weakening, and it is difficult to kill even these ordinary demons.

"What a difficult thing to deal with!"

Haofeng's eyes returned to normal, and a seal was pierced into the knife, while he sat cross-legged.

Seven imprints flashed across the knife in a row, and there was a trembling sound, and a golden glow rose from within, slowly gathering into a big man in human form.

The big man stood by Haofeng's side, waving his fists, every time a demon was blown up, it turned into the most common magic element.

It is the guardian of the sword spirit!

Even though it was difficult for Haofeng to fight again, Mo Qiang's death still had a great impact on Lu Congzi and the three of them, especially Mo Ji, who had an extremely gloomy face, and was besieged by Zhuo and Can, who had no power to fight back. anxiety.

Lu Congzi himself was also forced to leave the dangerous situation at every step, and suddenly shouted: "Master Moji, quickly cast the magic power!"

"Praying to the gods?!"

Everyone was shocked. Everyone knew that this was a forbidden technique to pray for a strong man to come to their body. Once it was cast, it might cause irreparable consequences to themselves.

But the structure of the people in the demon world is different from that of ordinary people, and the impact they receive is much smaller.

Li Yunxiao became even more worried. The lowest-level Demon Lord is equivalent to a strong Void Realm, and even stronger than ordinary Void Realm without boundary force suppression.

So what level of existence would come if he used the praying spell?

good fortune? Realm king?

Either way, it's nightmarish news for them!

Zhuo and Can fought against the Demon Lord a hundred thousand years ago, and they have some experience. After hearing the words, their faces changed slightly, and the attacks in their hands became more urgent, which left him no time to cast spells.

Moji suddenly raised the corner of his mouth, and said with a sneer: "Do you think that only I can perform the magic of praying to the gods?"

"What?"

The two were stunned for a moment, then Can suddenly looked at Lu Congzi in the distance, and said in surprise: "That's..."

The mask on Lu Congzi's face suddenly became scarlet, vivid.

Feng Yaoli shrank his pupils suddenly, and said, "Pierce into the brain with a neon stone?"

"hey-hey."

Behind the mask, a long needle was born and pierced directly from Lu Congzi's Yintang point, and the neon force was continuously injected into Lu Congzi's body.

Not only did his strength increase rapidly, but magic lines began to emerge from his body, and his whole body became completely demonized.

"Do you think that the old man refined the neon stone just to wear it on his face to perform a weak spiritual attack?"

Lu Congzi sneered, the devilish energy on his body was like scorching heat, surging out in circles, which made Feng Yaoli's face change, and he didn't dare to step forward recklessly.

After Lu Congzi used the mask to increase his strength, he was not in a hurry to attack, but made a tactic with one hand, and slapped his right palm to the side of his body.

The magic light of a fist emerged and turned into the size of a human figure, and a figure gradually appeared inside it, it was Yin Yu. The orange-yellow scales on his body shone brightly, but his face was a little dull, and he hadn't recovered from the trauma of that blow from the God of Art.

"Master, what do you think the old man took Yin Yu's body for?"

Lu Congzi said slowly, but his hands kept making tricks, and they penetrated into Yin Yu's body one by one.

The devilish energy surrounding Yinyu became stronger and stronger, turning from inside to outside continuously, and the magic talisman also flickered out, hitting into the void and disappearing.

A terrifying power erupted from Yin Yu's body, shaking the space "buzzing", but it was not Long Wei!

Feng Yaoli's face changed, and he said in surprise, "Praying to the gods!"

Lu Congzi nodded and said: "Exactly. Lord Yinyu is an ancient real dragon, which is condensed by the force of the world itself, and it is most suitable for the body to bear the power of the devil. In this way, the Lord Demon Lord who descends will not be affected by it." Boundary force is suppressed, hehe."

"madman!"

Feng Yaoli's complexion changed drastically, and he scolded: "It seems that you are completely possessed, and you will not die!" He made a tactic with his left hand, and pointed towards the sky, it turned into a Taiji diagram that spread continuously, sealing a piece of heaven and earth, and pressed it down suddenly.

Lu Congzi's eyes burst out with brilliance, and he seemed to be a little afraid. The two maces in his hands turned into streamers and sacrificed, rushing up to the sky.

When the Taiji diagram fell, the maces were sealed in one go, as if they were frozen in the air.

"What?!"

Lu Congzi's eyes widened. Under the stimulation of the mask, his own strength even surpassed Feng Yaoli's, but was still sealed by the Tai Chi diagram. He was so frightened that he didn't even bother to perform the praying spell, and turned around and ran away.

"boom!"

As soon as he escaped more than ten feet away, he felt the huge pressure of the space, and the surrounding walls became iron walls. Not only did he move extremely slowly, but even the magic power running in his body was restrained.

"Damn it!"

Lu Congzi gritted his teeth and cursed angrily, with anger and murderous look in his eyes, he still underestimated the innate magical powers of the Fudou clan.

"Damn you!"

Feng Yaoli sneered mockingly, and Leng Jian Bingshuang chopped down. The mighty power of the world, with a single sword!

Thousands of miles were frozen under this sword. Before the sword arrived, a thick layer of ice formed on Lu Congzi's body, standing there like a snowman.

But through the ice and snow, his magic pupils, which were as clear as stars, could still be seen shining with a strange light.

The snowflakes all over the sky seemed to freeze under the gaze of that light, and the whole space was greatly distorted, spinning like a twist!

"Boom!"

The alluring sword rolled across the distorted space, cutting out circles of spiral tracks, and struck Lu Congzi's side without hurting him at all.

Feng Yaoli was taken aback, the other party used mental power to reverse the space and dodged the sword!

Lu Congzi's pupils suddenly became dim, cloudy and dull. The twisting of the space just now almost emptied his mental strength, and now he is a little dazed in his mind.

"Can you hide one sword, can you hide the second sword, and the third sword?"

Feng Yaoli's face turned cold, and in one step, he appeared in front of Lu Congzi, and raised his sword to chop directly at his neck!