Chapter 180 The Dragon Sword Recognizes the Lord

"Hehe, it's just a use of external force." Jing Youming sneered hoarsely and pinched several magic tricks, but the demon god could not condense again. So he simply turned the demon energy into black smoke, cut off the demon energy entangled by the golden silk thread, and all the other parts were taken back into the Demon-Changing God Sword.

"You puppet is not very good either. It's really a big difference compared to back then. With this little ability, you dare to come out to cause trouble?" Changkong sneered.

"Hmph, aren't you the same? Let's see if you have more strength left or if I have more strength left left. Look at the knife." The Demon-Changing God Sword under Jing Youming's feet suddenly floated up and turned into a black light, shooting towards Zheng Zifeng. The sword light was still in the air, and it turned into a black dragon, spreading its teeth and claws, biting at Zheng Zifeng. And he himself stood in the void without any support.

Zheng Zifeng pointed at the flying black dragon, and the nine-curved Yang ring under his feet turned into a millstone-sized red sun, facing the black dragon.

The black dragon opened its mouth and bit it. The red sun flashed slightly, avoided the dragon's mouth and hit the dragon's body. The black dragon twisted its body a few times and avoided the red sun. The two of them fought in the air as if they had life.

Lu Tianying and the other two were stunned and looked at the two people in the air. Flying the weapon was a ability that could only be possessed in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and flying in the air without relying on external objects was at least possible to do so in the Golden Pill stage.

Have these two people reached the Golden Pill stage?

Qingyun hid behind the wall, shivering, and said, "Zishan, let's retreat. This kind of thing is not something we can participate in. Magical weapons transform, flying in the air, and the cultivation of golden elixirs. Isn't it like playing to kill us?"

Zishan was also extremely nervous, but he gritted his teeth and whispered: "Wait a little longer, wait a little longer, I think they are overdrawing their strength now and will never last long.

Zheng Zifeng must be arrested. Think about it, if we can get the recognition of the powerful existence in his body, the Kunlun Sect will inevitably increase its strength."

Qingyun was still very frustrated: "How do you know that you will definitely get the recognition of that powerful existence? What should we do if he gets angry?"

"Believe me, I will have a solution." Zishan comforted Qingyun while cheering himself up.

The black dragon and the red sun were fighting in the air, and the black and red lights splashed everywhere, and two colors kept flashing in the air, with a very amazing momentum.

At this time, many fasting monks running out of the yard also discovered the battle ahead. Although they were more than ten miles away, they could still see the red and black lights that were constantly entangled in the air.

"God, who is fighting? Why is the momentum so amazing?"

"It must be that the foundation-building ancestors are back and are arresting Jing Youming. Haha, he can't escape this time." Someone became excited.

"I don't look like I seem to have very few people?"

"Get closer, you can see clearly when you get closer."

Everyone felt that it was still very far away and there would be no danger. Just get closer and you could see the battle scene clearly. So they teamed up in groups of three or five people to speed up to get closer to where Zheng Zifeng and others were.

The voice of Changkong kept coming through Zheng Zifeng's mouth: "Is there only a little power left in the Demon-Changing Sword of Destruction and Immortality? If you only have this ability, don't blame me for sealing you again."

"Hmph, since you think the power is too small, I will add some more for you." Jing Youming pinched the magic trick, and the black dragon that was fighting with Hong Ri in the air trembled slightly, and another black dragon separated from his body.

One of the two black dragons entangled the red sun, and the other pounced on Zheng Zifeng.

"Good come." Changkong shouted loudly, and the golden relics above his head carried a golden light and hit the black dragon that was shooting.

Bang~ The black dragon was hit by the golden relics, and after a few fights, he stabilized again and pounced on him, but the color on his body was slightly diluted.

"I see how many magic weapons do you have to resist my ten thousand dragons' destruction." Jing Youming pointed his hand and another black dragon separated from the black dragon transformed by the Demon-Transforming God Sword, and still rushed towards Zheng Zifeng.

"Zifeng, hurry up, what magic weapon do you have? Take it out quickly. Mo Tian went crazy and overdraw his power, which will definitely intensify the seal in the end. But now his strength is much better than me. I am now facing the enemy with empty hands, which is very troublesome." Changkong shouted in Zheng Zifeng's consciousness.

Zheng Zifeng hesitated for a moment and made up his mind. No matter what, he could not lose this battle, otherwise he would not even be able to save his life. His consciousness moved slightly, and the Dragon Sword took it out of the gourd space for the first time.

"Huh? This magic weapon has such a strong murderous aura, but it still doesn't recognize the master. Ha, I think you can't fight against this murderous aura. Well, I'll take advantage of the opportunity now to help you."

After Changkong finished speaking, he controlled Zheng Zifeng to raise his hand, and a short sword about foot long appeared, emitting a shocking murderous aura. The sword body trembled slightly, and he wanted to fly away out of thin air.

Lu Tianying and others were rushed by the murderous aura and felt like they were almost frozen, and they all showed fear on their faces. What exactly is this?

Zishan and the others also froze. They were sweating profusely, their spiritual power was gushing out, and they tried their best to strengthen their defense.

Zheng Zifeng stroked his finger and drew a long hole in his arm. Blood spurted out and condensed into a ball in the air. Then, he sprayed three breaths of essence on the blood, pinched a magic trick, and said: "Destiny."

The Youlong Sword swayed slightly and was fixed on the spot. The blood ball immediately fell on the sword and all of it leaked in almost instantly.

"Huh? These bloods are not enough?" Changkong waved his hand and shot out a few thunder in his palm, temporarily blocking the third black dragon that was rushing towards him. He opened his mouth and another ball of blood was spewing out, but this time, he used his spiritual power and what he squirted out was not ordinary blood, but essence and blood.

Poor Zheng Zifeng has only accumulated more than ten drops of essence and blood after practicing for so long, and this time it was sprayed out by the sky.

He pointed his hand at the Dragon Sword again, and the blood group fell on the sword and penetrated into it again.

With a long and stern sound, a silver light burst out from the body of the Youlong Sword, and the sword body suddenly increased to one meter in length. On both sides of the sword body, a blood-colored dragon body appeared.

"No, good, good, a sword of killing." Changkong said, and pointed at the black dragon that was rushing in front of him: "Slay"

Then the Youlong Sword made another clanging sound, and a sword slashed on the black dragon's head. The black dragon's huge head was immediately cut off, and the dragon's head turned into black demonic energy again and flew around.

"Don't be proud, take my move again." Mo Tian's hoarse voice sounded. He took several steps in the air. After pinching the magic tricks, he pointed at the Demon-Changing God Sword.

Then he saw the blackening of the Demon-Transformed God's Sword shake five times in a row, and five black dragons shot out and rushed towards Zheng Zifeng.

The black dragon whose head was cut off had a twist, and his head grew again after a while, but his body shrank a lot and he still rushed towards Zheng Zifeng.

"Haha, are you the only one who has this trick?" Changkong laughed and also pinched a magic trick. Then he saw the silver light of the Youlong Sword flashing and turning into a silver dragon. His mouth opened and a silver light spurted out. The black dragon that had just recovered his head was immediately stopped by the silver light. The silver light quickly spread into the dragon's body and continued to invade...
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