Qian Chen whispered: "It is hard to come without freedom, and it is difficult to stop the dragon and phoenix."
The black smoke and blood mist around it rolled like a huge wave, suddenly surged hundreds of feet high, and then slapped towards the Little Goose Pagoda, with white bones and shadows, and nearly a hundred gods and demons were shuttled through it, as well as phosphorus fire poisonous insects, unjust souls and evil spirits, and these things manifested into various gods and magical phenomena.
Either wrapped in golden sword flames, or tying the evil spirit of Yin thunder, wielding magic weapons and magic weapons from the magic way, and coming towards Qian Chen.
The endless light of magic fire and blood mist flooded Qian Chen. Through the gods and demons who were constantly biting at Qian Chen, a trace of spiritual light faintly emerged in the tumbling of the black smoke and blood mist.
Qian Chen held the Huntian Qingluo umbrella in one hand, and the Gantian Qi was clear and hanged down, and even protected the little goose pagoda under his feet.
The sentient sword in his hand pulled a trace of the power of the primordial magnetic force, and a tangled purple hall thunder light appeared on the sword body. At this time, his long sword suddenly escaped. Around the demons, Qian Chen actually waved his hand and threw it into the clouds. A sword light flew up from the Little Goose Pagoda and instantly pierced the night sky, hundreds of feet high, and sank into the clouds.
Shi Buddha frowned, wondering what kind of trick was this?
Although the Gantian Yi Qi Qinggang is tough and amazing in defense, it is only a matter of time before it is broken by many demons.
At this time, Qian Chen took off the only long sword in his hand that could kill gods and demons.
"Is it because of the sword light that pierced the black fog that was shrouded, alarmed his companions, and waited for Sima Chengzhen to come and help?" Garulo said in confusion.
"That happens to attract Sima Chengzhen to come and kill him together!" The god and demon who turned into the Yasha King said with a grin.
The stone Buddha stared solemnly, piercing through the black fog and was about to sink into the clouds. Suddenly, Qian Chen's loud shout came from the top of the Little Goose Pagoda!
"Three thousand guests are drunk in the hall, and one sword frost is cold in the fourteen states!"
The Yuanmagnetic power entangled in the sentient sword suddenly burst out with a strong sword light. In the night sky above the head of Dacien Temple, a moving light bloomed...
It's like a three thousand feet long horse-long horse illuminating the night sky of Chang'an!
The Liangyi Yuan Magnetic Divine Light blessed the Love Sword. The black smoke and blood mist below, the strange magic of countless gods and demons, and the black tide formed by magical powers suddenly surged again. The black fog at the top followed the sword light's tail and was attracted by the Yuan Magnetic Divine Light. The countless gods and demons, the evil spirits and evil ghosts in the black fog rolled up, and the gods and demons on the outermost sides flew towards the sword light involuntarily...
At this time, the blood mist, black smoke and white bone shadows on the ground were all firmly attracted by the powerful swallowing power burst out from the sword light.
He was swallowed by the Yuan Magnetic Light...
The blood mist and black smoke surged into the sky, like black lotus with petals closed layer by layer.
The three thousand-foot sword-training light was like a straw, instantly evacuating the black smoke and blood mist below. All the gods and demons around Qian Chen couldn't help but rush towards the sky, just like a tornado sucking a huge water dragon on the sea.
Countless evil demons and demons were spinning in the Yuanmagnetic divine light, constantly squatting together. A group of demons seemed to squeeze into a small straw, being pulled away by the sword light, and rushed into the sky along a sword light path that was only one foot wide.
The dense magical magic spells and evil spirits around Qian Chen were all out of control and were pulled away by the sword light. The Yin thunder of the Demon Fire and Yin thunder were constantly condensed in the Yuanmagnetic Divine Light and rolled together. The shadows were entangled with white bones. The Demon Fire attached to Yin thunder. All kinds of vicious spells, the poisonous insects and dragons, collided in the Yuanmagnetic Divine Light.
The Yin thunder of the Demon Fire burned the white bones of poisonous insects, countless shadows entangled together, and were wiped out by the Yin Evil. The demon was refined by the purple electric power in the magneto-light. The trace of dark and dark vital energy was then refined by the endless dry heavenly yang energy pulled by the Yuanmagnetic divine light.
The countless demons, magical powers, magical weapons were swallowed by the sword light and rushed in uncontrollable.
When they collide with each other, they will be wiped out by 80% of them.
The rest was gradually wiped out half of the magnetism of the Liangyi Yuan.
In the end, the huge black tide of gods and demons was left with only a ray of black gas, entangled in the Yuanmagnetic divine light...
At this time, the sword light that had entered the sky three thousand feet began to turn around. If lightning shot, the sword light would return from the original path, and the sword edge was facing the black mist condensed into a line of demons, like a thunderbolt, completely splitting it open.
The remaining demon, facing the unparalleled sharpness of the sword light, could not even be hindered slightly, was split in half by the sharp sword light, and then completely wiped out by the Yuanmagnetic divine light.
Qian Chen put down the Tianluo umbrella and turned around again. He held the white shark skin sheath in his hand. The last moment the sword light fell, Man Yin held the sheath and inherited it. The sword light penetrated into the air. The lovely sword "choked" and sank into the sword sheath.
The second sword - Liangyi Yuan Magnetic!
Standing on the Little Wild Goose Pagoda, Qian Chen moved a little, avoiding a white bone rattle that fell from above his head.
The remains of various magic weapons that survived under the destruction of the Liangyi Yuan Magnetic Light fell down at this time. The remains of gods and demons, made of bones, made of copper and iron, and even the strange materials condensed from the energy and refined by evil spirits, were all sprinkled all over the ground.
The poor ear canal god jumped down from Qian Chen's shoulders, picking and picking up the scattered garbage.
It looked at Qian Chen vigilantly, putting the thing he picked up secretly into his bellyband, but it was a mustard seed space that was refined at some point. From then on, Qian Chen didn't need to keep the money for it. Qian Chen glanced slightly and ignored it? Was he helping to keep it because the ear canal god has no Qiankun bag?
Not...
He was afraid that it would use it to waste all the good things!
In the distance, Yan Shu, who was rushing to see the sword light that turned around and split countless gods and demons, suddenly smiled and said, "I'm just underestimating my junior brother! How can I move my junior brother?"
He raised his eyes and shook his head and sighed: "I don't know how many people in Chang'an have alarmed this sword. Tomorrow, I'm afraid it will be more lively!"
Ning Qingchen also caught a glimpse of the sword light from afar. Behind her, countless evil demons were frozen into statues.
Zixia was surrounded by the light of ice soul, holding up the flying sword and floating.
"Senior Brother Qian's sword magic power has become even stronger!" She said a little discouraged: "Now, we are just dragging our senior brother down! Such a demon cave that has not been lent to me by the outer pill, and even difficult to sweep is probably just a sword for the senior brother. I can never help my senior brother anymore!"
The ghost king Zhong Kui also stared at the sword light from afar. When he saw his sister walking in, he turned his head and asked, "Who is here to urge him?"
Zhong Hua smiled and said, "The prince sent someone to ask about the inside story!" She smiled with a sly smile and said, "I've been scattered. I asked him to go back and ask Li Mi!"
"The princes and nobles in Chang'an are so deeply involved with those demons." Zhong Kui shook his head and sighed: "That's right..."
"Sister, how do you see the person who emits this sword light?" Zhong Kui raised his hand and spread out a portrait. It was Li Taibai, a swordsman disguised by Qian Chen. He had three long whiskers, and he became more mature and steady. He looked at his fairy-style sword bones and had a clear and free manner. Zhong Kui smiled and said, "I sent someone to ask Sima Ziwei. He said that this person has the fairy-style and Taoist bones, and he can travel to the eight extremes with the gods!"
"After making such a big noise, jumping so high, I'm afraid I'll die sooner or later in the past few days!"
"When he dies! I will call him here, how about being your husband?"
Zhong Hua smiled and shook Zhong Kui's arm and said, "Brother, how can these righteous men who took risks to protect Chang'an let them die in a bad life? With you protecting and Sima Tianshi, they should be safe and sound."
"Sister!" Zhong Kui sighed and said, "You don't know the danger of Chang'an. Even I can only protect you sometimes. Which of the prince, Yang Xiang, Your Majesty, Taizhen Concubine, and even An Lushan and Gao Xianzhi are ordinary people? Although this city is a god capital that protects millions of people, it is also a demon cave that eats people and does not spit bones!"
"Tonight, I can withstand it for a while. Tomorrow, Chang'an will not be my city!"
"They can only ask for blessings on their own and see if Sima Ziwei can save them!"
"A person who can have such sword skills..." Zhong Hua stared at the sword light that had not dissipated for a long time and said, "It is definitely not that easy to die!"
Under the Little Wild Goose Pagoda, the aura of the stone Buddha was condensed and heavy; the gods and demons of Garuda opened their mouths several times, but they couldn't speak; the Yasha King was trembling all over, not knowing whether he was afraid or angry.
Although these gods and demons are not as strong as the strongest among the gods and demons, they are also half of the strength of the demons lurking in temples and temples since the Empress.
The sword light had not dissipated for a long time. Under the illumination of the remaining sword light, the figure who pressed his hand on the sword and stared at them as if he was about to slowly draw the sword, giving the demons an extremely strong sense of shock. However, his eyes were swept over, as if they were being targeted by an unparalleled magic sword. The sharp aura made their hair stand up and their hearts thrilled.
In addition to them, the remaining gods and demons looked at Qian Chen with fear and their eyes were filled with fear.
Under the gaze of the demons, Qian Chen seemed to have three different faces, with six arms stretched out from behind. He was obviously just a poet and swordsman holding a sword, but in the eyes of the demon, he looked like a demon with three heads and eight arms. One of Qian Chen's heads looked up at the moon, chanting a poem romantically, and one head stared at the long sword in his hand, with an extremely focused expression. The last head was indifferent and ruthless, just like the way of heaven.
This is a change in Qian Chen's expression after he appeared in the eyes of gods and demons.
The person who recites the poem is the romantic and elegant poet standing above the Yan Pagoda.
The one who stares at the long sword is the swordsman who kills the sword and kills all the gods and demons...
But who was the ruthless one? The demons didn't know that this was the demonic nature they saw from Qian Chen.
The demonic natures will also respond to each other. The reason why these gods and demons are so afraid and Qian Chen kills them like slaughtering chickens is because they are hidden deep in Qian Chen's essence, which is enough to dominate them and make them unable to help but fear, and even dare not resist - infinite demonic nature.
The six arms stretched out from behind Qian Chen, one of them held a long sword made of ice, and the other held the Yuan magnetic convergence, just like a divine light, which could only vaguely see the sword-shaped light sword, and the sword shadows in the four hands were blurred, but it made the gods and demons sincerely feared.
This man had just used two swords and was about to kill them.
Chapter completed!