Chapter 890 The Title Battle Is Over

Jiang Chen discovered that in his divine sea, a seed of darkness was taking root and sprouting, and countless tentacle-like tree roots were spreading.

"A demon?"

Just now when one hand penetrated into the body, Jiang Chen immediately thought of the record about the other party's magic skills.

Leaving a seed-like power in the enemy's body, it will absorb all the energy when the enemy shows the strongest power.

In the end, the seed will return to itself with all the strength of the enemy.

It is a very evil and domineering method of seizing the house.

Soon, Jiang Chen's Dao mental state disappeared, and his body's strength was rapidly passing away.

Jiang Chen circulated the lightning method, and thunder and lightning rang from the inside to the outside of his whole body, but unfortunately he couldn't stop the spread of the demon.

"It's useless, it's too late."

Zhun Linghuang crossed his arms and tapped his arms with his slender five fingers, as if he was sure of victory.

"Very good!"

The spirit clans present were all excited, if the quasi-spirit emperor was also beheaded, it would be quite a catastrophe for the spirit clan.

Fortunately, Zhun Linghuang turned the tide at the last moment.

"With your power, you don't have to worry about the gate of the underworld if you go back to retreat and become a great venerable," Zhun Linghuang said.

Jiang Chen didn't care about responding, the demon was more stubborn than the most difficult poison, and couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

The thunder and fire state no longer exists, and the combat power continues to weaken.

"It can't be done."

Jiang Chen gritted his teeth, made a decision, and took out a long sword that flickered with lightning.

"Electric sword?"

Yao Tianshi and Yao Yuntong of Xuanleimen were very surprised.

At this time, it is not appropriate to think about fighting back, but how to prevent the loss of one's own strength is the most important thing.

"Come on, let me see what you are capable of." Zhun Linghuang was very disdainful, confident that there would be no problem with cultivating demons.

"God Thunder Transforming Sword!"

Regardless of his physical condition, Jiang Chen forcibly displayed the strength of the sword.

Countless thunderbolts erupted from the electric sword, like thousands of dragons flying across the sky.

"The power of thunder?"

Zhun Linghuang put away his contemptuous smile and took it seriously.

The strength of Jiang Chen's own thunder and lightning is still just thunder, there are heavenly thunders above, and the last is divine thunder.

The divine thunder of Dianjian was obtained by Master Yao Yun as a reward for perfecting the lightning technique.

The electric sword is not a Taoist tool, but the power of the sword at this time is not weaker than the Tianque sword.

Zhun Linghuang opened his hands, and an expanding black ball appeared in front of him.

With a whoosh, the electric sword rushed out.

But what no one expected was that the target of the electric sword was not Zhun Linghuang, but Jiang Chen himself.

Amidst the exclamation, the electric sword pierced his chest, the power of divine thunder bloomed, his whole body twitched non-stop, and blue smoke came out of his hair.

"not good!"

Realizing what he was about to do, Zhun Linghuang was amazed and stared wide-eyed.

Under the divine thunder, the demons in Jiang Chen's body were finally eliminated.

But correspondingly, he was also severely injured and weak.

He held the hilt of the electric sword, gritted his teeth and pulled the sword out.

"It's not dead."

"This body can withstand tossing."

"Is he still human?"

Pulling out the sharp blade that runs through the body by himself, especially because he caused it himself, many people's scalps are numb.

Being able to be so cruel to himself, many people present seemed to have guessed why Jiang Chen could be so strong.

"Thunder and lightning are the nemesis of evil spirits." Jiang Chen said.

"This is the first time I have seen such a method of breaking the demon."

Zhun Linghuang shook his head lightly, this way was beyond his expectation.

He was not disappointed either, and sneered: "Your status has been lifted."

Compared with Jiang Chen's situation before the demon's power, it is simply a world of difference.

"You are only left alone." Jiang Chen said.

"You seem to have a good understanding of my spiritual skills. If that's the case, you should know that there is no hope."

"Unless I die, hope is immortal."

Jiang Chen put away the electric sword and held two Dao swords respectively. Even though he was weak now, his firm eyes remained unchanged.

"I'll destroy your hope!"

For the first time, Zhun Linghuang showed a fierce look, flicked his fingers, and the black ball turned into an arrow and shot out.

This kind of strange spiritual power seems harmless, but everyone knows that it should not be careless.

Jiang Chen knew that he couldn't stop it. With his current state, if he wanted to win this battle, he had to fight to the last.

"Let's end with one sword!"

Dao heart is close to load and cannot be used freely, otherwise the consequences will be serious.

However, Jiang Chen can no longer control so much.

Dao Xin urged the first level of Wind and Fire Sword Realm, and the two swords in his hands sang again.

The quasi-ling emperor's attack was only half a meter away from him, and he couldn't resist it.

Jiang Chen still can't understand this kind of spiritual power.

He didn't want to figure it out either, he just needed to win.

"One sword breaks all spells!"

"Shana swordsmanship: the fourth form!"

Almost when the black arrow was about to penetrate into his body, Jiang Chen instantly disappeared in place.

"No……"

Zhun Linghuang thought of something, and he had no time to react, he just felt that there were countless brilliance attacking in front of his eyes.

Those brilliance were extremely fast, but he couldn't move, and was in a mysterious state.

He opened his mouth and before he could finish speaking, the brilliance had already struck.

"……good!"

One sentence, two words were finally uttered, Jiang Chen also came to the other end and stood not far away.

For a split second, no one could see what happened.

Everyone looked at Zhun Linghuang nervously, and found that he was frozen there motionless.

Suddenly, sword glows appeared all over his body.

People were surprised to find that these sword lights flowed backwards, and Zhun Linghuang also made corresponding movements.

Every time a sword glow appeared, it would show pain.

So when thousands of sword glows appeared, his whole body began to disappear like quicksand.

"It's over."

Countless spirit races seemed to be drained of power, and they sat down on the ground, lost their souls.

The outcome has been decided, Jiang Chen's quick sword is even more astonishing, reversing time.

"The fourth form is indeed the ultimate form, and it has only exerted one-tenth of its power."

Jiang Chen murmured, but luckily no one heard what he was saying.

In fact, he is also fighting hard, and he doesn't know if he will succeed.

But it turns out that master-level sword power comes with too much of a boost.

Under the influence of Dao Xin, kill Zhun Linghuang.

He still didn't know the nature of the opponent's spiritual power and how to resist it.

What he pursues is not to understand these things, but also to make the enemy unable to block his own sword.

One sword breaks ten thousand dharma, ten thousand dharma does not touch the body.

Boom!

A long title battle finally came to an end. After the restrictions on the battlefield were lifted, the four characters on that stone tablet shone brightly, forming a beam of light, hitting Jiang Chen.

Before people could react, the door of the Hall of Titles opened, the stele turned around, and Jiang Chen was sent in through the beam of light!

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and all the spirit clans who wanted revenge could only stare blankly.

"Could it be that the Hall of Titles is really spiritual, knowing that Jiang Chen will be retaliated against if he kills so much?"

None of the six masked men survived, and the Ice Spirit Clan did not dare to say that they could keep him.

No one can do anything about sending it to the Hall of Titles now.