Chapter 67 Call Me the Great Demon King

(The little zongzi has turned black, it is no longer the pure little zongzi back then)

The strong wind blows, and the weeds are like waves.

Chen Zong stood suspended in the air, his torn robes squeaked in the wind, his black hair fluttered like a banner, and at some point, the tip of his hair was covered with a layer of red light, like the color of blood.

Although the clothes are torn, there is a bit of evil on that face, which is completely different from Chen Zong's usual expression. There is a kind of arrogance in the evil, and those dark eyes are as deep as a black abyss. It shows contempt for the common people, overlooking all things like ants, aloof.

"The little cub of the Evil God Clan, a weird species born with deformities, who looks so ugly, dares to come out and make trouble." Chen Zong opened his mouth with thick sarcasm, and his voice was not as sharp as when he was in Shenhai before, but There is an indescribable magnetism in the sharpness. If you exclude the content of the words, just listening to the voice is very attractive, as if it will catch your mind, and you can't help but listen to it.

The Heretic God King's forehead twitched slightly, and a surge of anger was drawn unconsciously, breeding from the deepest part of his heart.

"Weak chicken, take the sword from my uncle." When the voice full of thick sarcasm sounded, I saw a flash of light in front of my eyes, and a sharp and extremely sharp sword light seemed to tear through the void and kill it.

Very fast!

It was so fast that the Heretic God King's eyes trembled in an instant, and the sword light was already in front of him, and even in an instant, the evil god king felt a sense of danger in his heart.

Punch!

dodge!

The reaction of the evil god king was also extremely quick.

But as he punched out, it was empty. The sword light was like a fantasy like a mirror, and the next moment, the evil king was hit hard in the stomach. The blow was extremely powerful and carried a wave of Penetrating strength, rushing directly into the body through the abdomen, directly attacking the viscera.

Even though the Heretic God King's body is tyrannical, but being restricted by such a heavy blow, he couldn't help but fly backwards, his internal organs seemed to be twisted into a ball, and the pain was endless.

Compared with physical pain, it is more difficult to accept in the heart.

why?

Why did an ant that was nearly disabled by him just now be able to attack him now?

"Ugly, you don't have a nose, how can you not suffocate?" The extremely disgusting voice full of strong sarcasm came to the ear again, and the disgust and anger burst out uncontrollably like a mind.

"Weak chicken, take another leg from my uncle.

"

The blow to the stomach of the Heretic God King just now was exactly a leg blow, and now Chen Zong repeated his old trick, carrying a thunderous and terrifying power with one leg, and bombarded out with incomparable ferocity.

The defensive power of the God Body of the Second Transformation World is astonishing, but its strength is also not weak, even a mountain will be kicked to pieces under its feet.

Such a kick, kicking directly on the body, not being kicked on the spot already shows that the evil king's body is astonishingly tyrannical.

Of course, the evil god's real body is very tyrannical, but that's just incidental, so it's very uncomfortable to be kicked by Chen Zong directly. More aggressive.

The evil god king raised his leg without hesitation, and suddenly pushed his knees up, hitting the sky, as if it could smash the sky.

However, Chen Zong's kick, which seemed to be done with all his strength by the wind and thunder, was another feint, but the real move was a sword in his hand.

When the sword light arrived, the Evil God King reacted extremely quickly, but he was still unavoidably hit by the sword, and was directly slashed, leaving a deep bone wound on his body.

The Jixin Wuxiang Sword is Chen Zong's divine weapon. In terms of level, it should belong to the level of a mortal artifact, but it can be regarded as a top mortal artifact. Its sharpness is astonishingly sharp.

Especially because it is a divine weapon of destiny, the power exerted in Chen Zong's hands is not inferior to that of a pseudo-spiritual artifact.

"You are really stupid." Chen Zong mocked again.

The evil god king felt that his anger was almost full.

It was originally just an ant, but now it can hurt itself twice, and without knowing what happened, it kept making sarcasm, and its style changed suddenly.

Back off!

The evil god king stared at Chen Zong solemnly.

"You're not that ant just now, who are you?" The evil god king realized that something was wrong no matter how slow he was.

The body is still the same body, the person is still the same person, but the soul should not be.

Could it be that without knowing it, someone snatched it right under my nose?

If so, this method is too clever.

The evil god king became more and more afraid of this human race, and began to think about the feasibility of the saint race's plan.

It's very unfortunate that this evil god king met Chen Zong as soon as he came, and he couldn't be beaten to death, and this strange change happened, and he began to doubt his life.

"Of course I'm not that kind of weakling. Please call me the Great Demon King." Chen Zong responded with a wicked smile on his face, his figure suddenly flashed, and he approached the evil king again: "Take another sword from me."

This time, the evil god king avoided the sword and blocked the leg blow, but was hit on the head by Chen Zong's left fist, which deformed his face.

angry!

fury!

Extremely angry!

Once, twice, three times, three times, five times, hitting yourself again and again, it is unforgivable, absolutely unforgivable.

The evil god king who was extremely angry suddenly burst into bloody flames.

This was burning his own life, a method he was unwilling to use before.

Once it is burned, the human body it occupies will be destroyed. It will be very bad if it cannot find another body to reincarnate in a short time.

But now, for the sake of the dignity of the Evil God King, he can no longer control so much.

There was always an evil smile on Chen Zong's face, but there was a trace of solemnity in the depths of his deep eyes.

The strength of this evil god king is very strong. As for calling the other party a weak chicken, hmph, in front of my uncle, everything is a weak chicken.

This is enigmatic confidence.

"The weak chicken's predecessor used power like this." With a mutter, Chen Zong held the sword and charged out again.

Kendo field!

In an instant, the field of kendo directly expanded from a hundred meters to a thousand meters.

It is ten times that used by Chen Zong.

As for the current Chen Zong, of course it is not the previous Chen Zong, but is occupied by that ghostly shadow. It is because of this that he calls the previous Chen Zong his predecessor.

Repression!

The power possessed by the field of swordsmanship within a kilometer range has also obviously increased a lot, falling directly on the body of the evil god king, suppressing it like a mountain of swords.

Immediately, the bloody flame on the evil god king's body was suppressed, as if it was about to be extinguished.

This is the suppression of the field of kendo, and it also shows that in the application of kendo, Chen Zong is still a novice, at the same level as a rookie, but this strange black shadow is even more clever.

It was as if he understood all his powers better than Chen Zong.

Wan Jian returns to the sect!

With one sword strike, 10,000 sword lights condense in an instant, turning into one, not so majestic, nor so vast, there is only a feeling of condensed to the extreme, as if it has been tempered thousands of times, incomparably compressed and condensed to the extreme , its penetrating ability is astonishing.

In comparison, the Ten Thousand Swords Guizong used by Chen Zong seemed so rough.

The instant suppression in the field of kendo, the ultimate sword kill.

The evil god king was hit before he had time to dodge, and his body was also pierced in an instant. The terrifying sword energy invaded his body and raged.

In terms of strength, the Evil God King is the pinnacle of the Dao Controlling Realm. Although he has not yet reached the level of the Yuanming Realm, he is almost invincible in the Dao Controlling Realm.

Such a tyrannical strength was also suppressed by Chen Zong at this moment.

After the field of kendo expanded tenfold, its power was fully excavated and released, which was extremely astonishing, and Wan Jian Guizong was also deduced to the extreme, and with the cooperation of the field of kendo, it became more and more amazing.

On the contrary, the evil god king, although very strong, only less than 1% of his soul consciousness descended after all. In addition, in order to defeat Chen Zong's soul, he forcibly performed a soul attack, which affected his own soul, which was originally limited. The strength of being suppressed is lower again, and the reaction is slower.

It was because of this that he was instantly suppressed by the field of kendo, and the moment he was about to break free, he was immediately hit by the sword.

A sword pierced through the evil god king, Chen Zong did not stop, and immediately swung the second sword.

Bloody, bloody light swept across, and once the blood prison descended.

The secret sword of killing life and blood prison!

One of the several supernatural powers and secret swords of Dongting Sword Mountain Slaughtering Daoist Academy, it focuses on killing and is extremely powerful. It was cultivated by Chen Zong to the second level, which is the level of heavenly supernatural powers.

But at this moment, when it is displayed, the blood light shines in all directions, like a blood-colored red sun shining ten thousand zhang of light, and the astonishing murderous intent sweeps through it, like volcanic magma rolling, ready to spurt out.

As if he had obtained some invisible boost, it seemed to be much stronger than the power displayed by Chen Zong's own sword.

Because such a sword is a negative and evil sword, a sword of killing, as if it has been infinitely amplified.

cut!

The blood-colored sword light slashed down, turning into a blood prison, as if it merged with the domain of swordsmanship in an instant, and fell directly on the wounded evil god king.

The endless and terrifying blood prison sword energy raged crazily, crazily cutting on the body of the evil god king.

The Heretic God King was even more shocked.

how come!

How could a mere ant be so powerful.

Damn it!

Without hesitation, the evil god king was ready to explode the evil god's real body, even if it would damage his own soul, he would not hesitate at all.

"You have no chance in front of my uncle." A malicious voice suddenly penetrated the endless sword energy, passed into the ear, and seemed to penetrate the depths of the heart.

For no reason, a sense of dryness emerged from the depths of my heart, turning into a little flame and burning, and then, the negative emotions such as dryness, anger, killing intent, etc., all turned into nutrients, making that little flame burn in the air. It became vigorous in an instant, and the flames continued to burn.

destroy!

destroy!

kill!

Countless evil thoughts grew, and under the burning fire in his heart, they seemed to be constantly amplified and amplified, so that they completely interfered with the evil king's thoughts and calmness, making him even more shocked.

Even if my soul consciousness is less than 1% and it is damaged, it is not so easy to influence myself, and now, it is actually affected.