Youming knew that his discovery was amazing, and thought to himself: "In order to revive the sword soul of the Demon Zhuxian Sword, the Demon Lord has been searching for rare treasures everywhere for hundreds of years to sacrifice them to the Demon Sword, but the Demon Sword has never shown any sign of recovery."

"For this reason, the Demon Lord has even set his sights on the legendary sword of the Dagan Kingdom, and sent the Supreme Elder and the Great Elder to lead many powerful demons to the Dagan Kingdom to seize the sword. Unfortunately, the Supreme Elder and the Great Elder failed and their lives and deaths are still unknown."

"I didn't expect that I could do something that the Demon Lord and the others could not do. I really couldn't believe it... Maybe this Demon Sword should belong to me!"

Youming was extremely excited. He originally planned to fight a bloody path and escape from the sky, but now he has changed his mind. He decided to kill the spirit beast to the best of his ability and feed the demon sword to help it recover as soon as possible.

"The spiritual beast transformed by chance also dares to come to this demon to be rude and eat my sword!"

Youming shouted fiercely and slashed a sword at the endless waves of spirit beasts in front of him. The terrifying phantom of the demon god behind him fell down with the fist commanded by his sword tip.

"Bang!"

The power of the Demon God Phantom's punch is comparable to the full blown attack by a powerful man in the Tribulation Period. The destructive power caused by the earth is earth-shaking, directly breaking through the wave of spirit beasts, the earth is broken and floating, and thousands of opportunities are suspended in the air, shining densely, like the stars in the sky.

Without the Netherworld's instructions, the Demon God Phantom reached out and grabbed all the opportunities, stuffed them into his mouth and chewed them down.

"Give it to me...I want it even..."

A faint wave of thought came from the Heavenly Demon Zhuxian Sword. Then, the Demon Sword seemed to reward Youming, injecting a wave of evil and evil black energy into Youming's body through the hilt. Youming suddenly swept away the decline and returned to its peak state. There was so much spiritual power in his body that seemed to be used up.

"Please don't worry, I'll take more opportunities for you now and let you recover today, hahaha!"

Wei Ming couldn't suppress his inner excitement, and laughed at the sky twice, then jumped towards the denser trend of spiritual beasts in the distance, like a butcher entering the sheep pen, ruthlessly swaying his sword to slash.

"boom!"

With the black energy injection of the magic sword, the power of the Netherworld sword was directly higher than the level of a powerful man in the Mahayana stage. This time, there was no need for the phantom of the demon god behind him to take action. A black beam of light ejected from the tip of the sword, and the attack directly flattened the radius of a thousand meters. The forests burst and the mountain collapsed. Looking around, there was a chance to levitate everywhere.

The demon god phantom took all the opportunities without hesitation, and swallowed them in three mouthfuls. After consuming so many opportunities, its originally illusory body, which was as illusory as black fog, gradually condensed into substance, looking like a living demon god.

“Give me more… far from enough…”

The devil sword once again emitted the fluctuation of thoughts, urging the Netherworld.

With the Demon Sword as his strong backing, Youming completely let go of his hands and feet to kill, and flew wherever there were many spiritual beasts. Killing spirit beasts was like killing chickens and sheep. Even the powerful spirit beasts in the Tribulation Period were only killed in seconds by one sword in front of him, and he was killed all the way through. In less than half a stick of incense, there were already tens of thousands of spirit beasts dead in his hands.

If those spirit beasts were living living organisms, Youming would have been covered with corpses all over the land along the way.

After half a stick of incense, Netherworld killed a part of the most concentrated area of ​​spiritual beasts. I saw that there were spiritual beasts everywhere in the world, and roughly estimated that there were at least millions.

"There are people over there, it's Master Lu and the others!"

Youming noticed that thousands of monks were besieged by the wave of spirit beasts not far away. He saw Lu Changhe, who was surrounded by monks as the core of the team, who was protected by the monks. Lu Changhe looked so handsome. Standing in the crowd, it seemed as if he stood out in the crowd. It was difficult not to attract attention.

Youming carefully observed Lu Changhe and saw that the enemy he cared about the most stood in the crowd without moving. His peerless and handsome face was extremely calm and calm. He looked at the spirit beasts that were constantly attacking and surging from all directions. It seemed that these spirit beasts were just ants in his eyes.

On the other hand, all the monks standing around him were fighting for their lives to block the spirit beasts, especially his three disciples. One of them fought a surging silver sea of ​​fire and burned the spirit beasts into ashes. The other arranged a killing formation to kill batches of spirit beasts. Another was even in a distance in a fierce battle with a tribulation-transferring spirit beast. Their terrifying offensive with their Golden Pill-stage cultivation level shocked Youming and couldn't help but secretly think in their hearts that if they lost the Heavenly Demon Zhuxian Sword, would it be the opponent of any of these three?

The more Youming thought about it, the more frightened he felt that Lu Changhe was indeed extremely mysterious. He had originally wanted to take advantage of the danger and bombard them with a sword light that destroyed the world, but now he has dispelled this idea.

"Obviously, it is not the time to provoke Master Lu. My current urgent task is to awaken the soul of the Demon Sword as soon as possible, and wait for the Demon Sword to recover its heyday. That is the best time to attack Master Lu." Youming thought silently.

“Buzz!”

At this time, the bright red Demon Zhuxian Sword in Youming's hand suddenly shook violently. After sensing the millions of opportunities below, the demon sword could no longer suppress its desire to swallow, and with a "swoosh" sound, he left Youming's palm and shot into the sky.

Youming was startled and looked up quickly. He saw that the demon god phantom was also floating in the sky with the demon sword. The demon sword was embedded in the chest of the demon god phantom emitting a demon red light. A unique force of the immortal weapon fell down. The countless spirit beasts below suddenly seemed to be suppressed by blood, and all of them crawled on the ground and shivered. Even the tribulation-transfering spirit beast that was fighting with Li Mobei stopped the offensive and knelt down at this moment, worshiping the demon god phantom in the sky.

"What's going on?"

"Why did the spirit beast suddenly become like this?"

"Look at the sky, what is that!"

Lu Changhe and others were stunned by the abnormal reaction of the spirit beast. Not knowing what happened, a monk looked up at the sky and found the terrifying demon god who was a hundred feet tall and pointed at it and screamed in surprise.

Lu Changhe looked in the direction pointed by the monk. When he saw the phantom of the demon god, he was shocked at the first time and murmured: "Is it the ultimate boss in the secret realm that appeared? After a long time of the ultimate opportunity, he did not come out, but the ultimate boss came?"

At this time, the phantom of the demon god in the sky seemed to be satisfied with the reactions of countless opportunities below, nodded, then opened its bloody mouth and sucked it suddenly. The wind suddenly became strong in the world and flew sand and stones!
Chapter completed!