At a glance, the wasteland was filled with corpses, and the demon blood gathered together, seeming to flow into a thin stream toward the lower place.
The soul ascends to the sky like a star.
"Dong, dong, dong..."
The sound of drums sounded, shocking people's hearts.
Looking up, between the mountains in the distance, the demon army had already arrived.
Mazi frowned and murmured: "Here we come..."
Mucang pulled out the blood-stained spear and looked into the distance. The dense black area gave people an indescribable sense of oppression at a glance.
"The human race is bullying our demon realm. Today we will break through this barrier, trample through the human world, and kill all the human race!!"
"Kill all the human race!!"
Roaring sounds came and went, and there were monsters in the sky and on the ground. This was not something that the little monster in the second or third realm could compare to.
The leader is even a seven-level demon.
"kill!!!"
Disaster has begun.
The light of swords and shadows of swords, the aura of evil splattering.
On that wasteland, with blood spilling everywhere, it seemed like a bloody scene was spilled.
Chen Changsheng stood on the green mountain in the distance, looking at the scene of constant killing.
The green eagle was standing on Chen Changsheng's shoulders, and his eyes reflected the blood-stained sword. He couldn't help but ask: "Which side will win?"
Chen Changsheng asked: "What do you think?"
Qingtianyou said: "Ten thousand demons in the thirty-six caves will arrive in a few hours. To fight a hundred against ten thousand is like throwing an egg against a stone. Jiang Shouyi is dead, Song Gudao is also dead, and the Divine Realm will be defeated this time."
"What about you, what do you think?"
Chen Changsheng thought for a moment and said, "Chen is on the side of God's Realm this time."
After hearing this, Qingtian You said: "If you take action, the outcome is doomed."
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said: "Chen has no such plan. This is a gambling game. How can he end it personally?"
"A gambling game?" Qingtianyou was puzzled.
Chen Changsheng nodded and said: "Chen's bet with this world."
Qing Tianyou's pupils shrank slightly and he opened his mouth, unable to speak for a long while.
He calmed down and said, "If this is the case, your chances of winning may not be good."
Chen Changsheng took a sip of wine and said, "Keep reading."
In an instant, the sky became dark and the earth became dark.
Boundless blood covered the sky, fire rose over that wasteland, and fighting could be seen everywhere.
Mucang was completely stained with demon blood, and his body was already wounded. It was all mixed together, and he couldn't tell which was his own blood.
But in front of it, there is a steady stream of monsters that cannot be killed.
Mucang suddenly felt a little scared. He thought in his heart that if there were such a group of crows, they would really be killed...
Are they really all killed?
"drink!!"
Mucang suddenly felt a cold feeling behind him, and then realized that there was no way to escape.
But at this moment, a long sword came and cut the monster beast that sneaked up behind him in half.
"Come on, mother, don't be distracted. Didn't you tell me, if you're afraid, just close your eyes and chop!" Mazi didn't care so much. After saying this, he continued to attack the demon group.
Mucang suddenly came to his senses. He tightened his grip on the gun and recalled what he had said on the tower.
Never been afraid!!
"kill!"
Hundreds of monks had all their blood drained from their bodies and their eyes were bloodshot. They seemed to be fighting with the long-cherished wish of millions of people.
I never thought that these hundreds of people would be in a stalemate with the thousands of monsters in front of them.
"Zhengzhengzheng..."
Chen Changsheng suddenly felt something strange.
He frowned and looked sideways.
Qing Tianyou also looked at Chen Changsheng's side.
A fairy sword was revealed.
This sword was left by Song Gu Dao!
Seeing this situation, Taiqing Sword exerted pressure on the sword to stop the sword from moving.
Chen Changsheng raised his hand to calm down Taiqingjian.
The fairy sword turned into a golden light and escaped Chen Changsheng's control.
"Whose sword?" Qingtianyou asked.
Chen Changsheng said: "Song Gudao."
Vaguely, Chen Changsheng saw a hint of sword energy in the sword.
Chen Changsheng said: "There is still a sword energy left in this sword."
Qingtianyou also saw the sword energy and said, "This sword energy looks very familiar."
Chen Changsheng said: "It's not Song Gudao's. If I'm not mistaken, it should have been left to him by his master."
"Jiang Shouyi!"
Qingtianyou said three words and looked sharply at the fairy sword.
Unexpectedly, the sword did not attack the wilderness, but headed south, as if it was about to fly out of the divine realm.
"Walk."
Chen Changsheng said something, and then he and Qing Tianyou chased after the sword.
The fairy sword passed through the divine realm and flew out of the gap.
Heading south, it suddenly stopped in front of those snow-capped mountains.
One person and one demon witnessed this scene.
Qingtianyou felt strange and asked: "Song Gudao is dead, what happened to this sword?"
Chen Changsheng's eyes were fixed on the fairy sword. He also felt strange about this. He had seen this sword before, but he never saw anything strange about it.
Why does it seem to be conscious now?
Chen Changsheng didn't think that there would be a sword that gave birth to a sword spirit in this world.
Spirit sword and fairy sword are two different concepts.
While they were thinking.
But he saw the sword suddenly move.
Golden light gushed out from the sword and attached to the sword body.
A majestic sword intent surged out, and the sword pointed at the continuous snow-capped mountains.
Suddenly a shadow appeared from the sword and held the sword.
The man was simply dressed in a short linen shirt. His face was old and the corners of his mouth were full of white beard, but his eyes were extremely determined, as if he had the aura of a sword reaching the sky.
Suddenly there was an old voice between heaven and earth.
"I have a sword."
"You can move mountains and seas, and swallow mountains and rivers with anger!"
Following the phantom's whisper, the sky-reaching sword energy slashed towards the towering snow-capped mountains in front of him.
Wherever the sword moved, the mountains shook.
The heavy snow in the sky seemed to have stopped at this moment.
"Rumble..."
The world is shaken.
In the far north, the thousands-mile snowfield began to tremble.
With one strike of the sword, dozens of snow-capped mountains in front of him collapsed. With one strike of the sword, they turned into plains and cut a path.
The sword energy swept away all the flying snow.
Chen Changsheng looked around and saw a road leading through the human world.
Chen Changsheng murmured: 'Is this your back-up plan...'
In the dark, a Taoist rhyme suddenly came over me.
Chen Changsheng frowned, and then looked around, only to see that the collapsed snow mountain seemed to be returning to its original appearance against the passage of time.
"Restore the original?"
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng stepped forward and slashed with his sword.
The mysterious Tao Yun was cut down by Chen Changsheng's sword energy.
The snow-capped mountains that seemed to be recovering suddenly collapsed again.
Chen Changsheng stared at the sky and said, "This chess game has been decided. Such behavior is out of order."
After Chen Changsheng's sword strike, Dao Yun was silent for a moment, and then retreated.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng put away his sword and turned to look at the old man holding the sword.
The old man seemed a little tired between his brows and said, "Thank you, little friend."
After saying this, his figure returned to the sword again.
The sword stood on top of the wind and snow, and the sword intent surged out, blocking thousands of flying snow.