The Demon Lord Has Too Many Aliases

Chapter 274

Just as the two were about to leave smoothly, an illusory dragon roar suddenly sounded in the imperial city below, and the Great You Emperor, who had not appeared, stood on the top of the inner city.

A trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

"...It seems that the only way is to let the magic sword come out in advance."

The dragon vein energy rose up, and in a trance, it seemed that an illusory black dragon was hovering in the sky above his head. The ground rumbled, the city walls collapsed, the houses shook in the earthquake, and the soil as deep as a foot rolled up, and the whole city was full of wailing.

The Great You Dragon Vein deep underground was shaking like a real living dragon.

The ground cracked one crack after another.

The entire Great You Imperial City almost collapsed in half.

Zheng-a clear sword roar sounded leisurely.

In the depths of the dragon vein, accompanied by the gushing golden light, a magic sword suddenly flew out.

Thousands of cold rays swept in all directions.

Above the sky, Su Xinghan suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, and his face instantly lost its color.

"Hmm..." With a muffled groan, he shook and fell uncontrollably.

Chapter 154 Ring of Time (4) The earth dragon turned over, the roaring dragon vein shadow bared its fangs and claws, in the brilliant golden light, the magic sword crossed the sky, the sword light flickered, exuding an indomitable awe-inspiring power.

Su Xinghan's body almost flew back to the place where the magic sword was.

He vaguely felt that the stabbing heart was like being pierced by an invisible thread, and the other end of the thread was connected to the shining magic sword.

Su Xinghan's mind was infinitely close to it, and he could even sense the excitement of the magic sword just born, eager to try and try to show its power.

It was as if the magic sword had become a part of his body, or to be more precise, he had become a part of the magic sword.

"What's wrong with me?" Su Xinghan was puzzled, and his face was intertwined with pain and confusion.

The excited voice of the Great You Emperor came from above: "Sacrificing a person to the sword to shape its spirit... It really works! Priest, thank you for all this!" As we all know, the biggest difference between a divine weapon and a spiritual weapon is that a divine weapon has a spirit.

But the spirit of a divine object cannot be created out of thin air by humans. It requires great opportunity and great luck. The birth of many divine weapons is often a coincidence. The spirituality is born at the moment of successful casting.

Or the weapon that carries the will of the master gradually gives birth to spirituality over a long period of time.

And this time may sometimes take thousands of years to calculate.

Therefore, Chaomu, which has always been called the "divine sword" by the Great You Imperial Family, is actually just a "pseudo-divine sword" in essence, because it has not given birth to spirituality itself.

It's just that the Great You Imperial Family took advantage of the situation and used the dragon veins to nourish it during the casting process, so that it had a slight relationship with the dragon veins. With the help of the power of the dragon veins, it was given a power similar to spirituality. If it wants to truly transform into a divine sword, it needs to give birth to real spirituality, that is, the sword spirit.

Su Xinghan vaguely heard the meaning of his words, but he didn't have time to respond.

Clang! The magic sword made a clear sword chant.

Thousands of invisible sword qi suddenly burst out in his heart, as if to cut his heart into thousands of pieces.

In the severe pain, his snow-white robe was stained with large patches of scarlet, like a blooming blood plum.

Above the sky, the figure of the man in white fell rapidly, and countless sword beams burst out from his body, accompanied by gushing blood, cutting the surrounding air.

It was as if he had turned into a human-shaped magic weapon.

Such a change happened within three or five breaths.

Yan Weilou witnessed this shocking change with his own eyes. Suddenly, a strong suffocation came from his heart, and the blood in his body seemed to flow back. Indescribable emotions dominated his entire brain at this moment, dispersing all rationality into nothingness.

By the time he reacted, he had swallowed a whole bottle of Shengsheng Zaohua Pill. The injuries inside his body healed quickly under the impact of a terrifying vitality. There were more indigestible medicinal forces running rampant in his body, causing a cloud of blood mist to burst out from his body.

His young body also grew taller and taller, returning to the size of an adult.

The black robe of the spiritual weapon level changed with his body shape, fitting on his slender and strong body, and the deep ink-like color seemed to cover the entire night sky.

Regardless of the consequences, he forcibly restored his strength. Looking at the rapidly falling figure, Yan Weilou didn't think about it, and stepped on his toes repeatedly in the air, and the whole person shot out like an arrow from a string.

A violent sound of breaking through the air sounded, and a black shadow fell from the sky, catching up with the white-clothed man falling in the air.

A cloud of blood mist exploded on Yan Weilou's body and sprinkled all the way in the air.

His brows were cold and his expression was indifferent. He did not react at all. He just stared at the snow-white figure with his eyes and jumped to grab it.

The thousands of sword rays bursting out from the white-clothed man instantly cut his body, just like holding a sharp sword in his arms, and he would definitely be injured by the sword's sharp edge.

In an instant, countless wounds were added to his body.

Yan Weilou hugged him more gently.

Su Xinghan, who was originally immersed in severe pain, suddenly felt like he had fallen into a warm and familiar embrace, and even the pain was not so intense.

He couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief and satisfaction.

For a moment, Yan Weilou didn't know what to do.

He didn't know what the connection was between Su Xinghan and the magic sword. If he acted rashly, would Su Xinghan be implicated, leading to more serious consequences? What should he do to be the most appropriate? ... This was the first time he was so at a loss.

With his mind in a mess, Yan Weilou turned around and looked coldly at the magic sword hanging in the air, and then looked at the Great You Emperor standing on the top of the city.

In his deep pupils, there was a chilling murderous intent.

In an instant, a terrifying aura that seemed to have slaughtered tens of millions of people flashed from the young man.

Everyone had a momentary illusion in front of their eyes.

It was as if endless darkness suddenly descended, swallowing up the sun and covering the entire world.

Their hearts seemed to be swallowed by this endless darkness, and all the light in front of their eyes was gone, and no sound could be heard in their ears. Only emptiness, dead silence, and deep terror remained.

In the royal city, large groups of ordinary people fainted on the ground. Even the accomplished practitioners could not bear this horrible mental oppression. In just a moment, their minds were completely swallowed by darkness, as if they were trapped in an endless nightmare.

Even if the illusion disappeared in the next moment, the extremely real feeling before still made it difficult for them to get rid of it. Their eyes were dull and their faces were left with a sleepwalking expression.

Perhaps after today, many people will have a permanent shadow in their hearts, and from then on, their hearts will be covered with dust, their great ways will be cut off, and they will never make any progress.

But if someone can overcome fear and strengthen their will, they may be able to use this to cleanse their hearts and clarify their own great ways. In the future, it will not be said whether they can achieve heavenly man, but there will be no problem in breaking through to the great master of the way.

This is the influence of the martial arts will that is so powerful that it can almost affect the changes of the four seasons of heaven and earth on the weak.

Moreover, this is not a deliberate active attack made by Yan Weilou, but a large-scale impact caused unintentionally by the accidental release of his murder.

How terrifying is the power of heavenly man! Above the imperial city, the Great You Emperor, who had endured most of the murderous intent, suddenly shook, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer on his soul, and his face turned extremely pale in an instant.

If the old Taoist in green had not appeared beside him in time and supported his body, I'm afraid he would have made a fool of himself.

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