Chapter six hundred and eighty first: the first minister of the dynasty
The majestic blood energy was mixed with the demonic energy, and the blood-red lines clung to the demonic sword. In a trance, it seemed that the only thing left in the world was killing.
Chen Changsheng's expression was solemn, and he suddenly felt something was not good.
After twisting the magic formula, hundreds of hairs turned into golden light and were sacrificed.
"Spiritual thoughts, come out!"
As soon as I thought about it, it seemed like a bell was ringing.
A huge spiritual shadow blocked Chen Changsheng.
Those hundreds of hairs turned into golden swords and fell into the hands of Shen Nian.
Chen Changsheng did not believe that there would be no flaws in that figure. If the figure was really alive, then the spiritual attack would definitely be effective.
Just looking at this sword, if he loses, he can't stay any longer.
"Buzz."
The long sword transformed by mana was tightly held in the hand of the hundred-foot-tall spiritual shadow.
All the majestic blood energy was drawn by the magic sword.
As the sword energy trembled, the surrounding rubble hung up, and the red moon in the sky flickered.
"Just look at this sword."
The demonic sword was swung out, accompanied by endless killing and demonic energy, and the convoluted rubble came down like raindrops.
Baizhang Divine Mind swung the sword in his hand. This sword seemed like it could not even be carried by the wind, but in fact it was able to kill the soul alone.
Two sword energies passed by each other.
In that moment, the roaring sound in my ears disappeared.
The world seemed to have become quiet.
turned into silence.
In a blink of an eye, when he opened his eyes again, the surroundings had changed drastically, and everything turned into nothingness with the ripples of two sword energies.
The smoke and dust obscured the red moon, and the surrounding mountains were flattened. At a glance, it seemed that the end of this world could be clearly seen.
In the mid-air, I saw a man in blue shirt raising his hand and waving his sleeves as he passed by.
The gentle breeze blew slowly, blowing away the smoke and dust.
A magic sword fell into Chen Changsheng's gaze.
Vaguely, a group of human-shaped demonic energy slowly dissipated, just like the white bones seen before, and ended with the wind.
And the magic sword seemed to have lost its luster at this moment, as the figure dispersed, it also fell to the ground.
Chen Changsheng tapped his toes and jumped away.
A strand of hair floated away, holding up the magic sword.
'It is indeed a living person...'
Chen Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the demonic energy dissipating in the air, feeling a little lonely in his heart.
Maybe it was because of the joyful moment just now, but it passed too quickly, which made people feel regretful.
The magic sword slowly floated over and hung in front of Chen Changsheng's eyes, supported by his hair.
"So, that shadow just now, could it be the remnant soul of the Summoning Demon God left in the sword?"
That shadow has dispersed, and now there is nowhere to prove it.
And this guess is probably the most reasonable.
Chen Changsheng put away his thoughts and immediately raised his hand to hold the magic sword.
But the palm was suspended in mid-air for just a moment, but only for a moment.
Chen Changsheng immediately grabbed the magic sword.
The magic sword trembled.
At that moment, Chen Changsheng's eyes also changed.
The dark side of my heart was awakened at this moment, and all selfishness and evil were exposed to the surface under the influence of the magic sword.
Chen Changsheng's arms also started to tremble.
His face was solemn, and he immediately raised his hand, pinched the magic formula, and recited it in his mouth.
'A pure heart is like water, pure water is the heart, there is no breeze, no waves, no waves...'
But the Purifying Mantra didn't have much effect.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng quickly let go, and his affected emotions and mind also calmed down.
"Hoo, ho..."
Chen Changsheng took a breath and calmed down the emotions aroused by the magic sword.
Yes.
He, Chen Changsheng, is a person with an unclean mind.
He calls himself a layman and has too many demons in his heart, so the moment he holds the sword, the unwillingness and evil side of his heart are infinitely expanded, making it impossible for him to hold such a sword.
Only those who have demons in their hearts, or those who have an innocent heart, can hold this sword.
But Chen Changsheng does not belong to any of them.
He also felt troubled for a while. The masterless magic sword still could not stop his former glory, and it was not an easy task to pick it up.
Chen Changsheng sighed softly and thought in his mind: "Is it possible that we can only seal it..."
Or use the Black Tower to wear down the sword bit by bit?
Although the Demon Sword at this moment was defeated by Chen Changsheng, he still had no intention of surrendering.
He will not surrender to anyone except his original master.
Chen Changsheng thought for a long time, thinking that since he couldn't control this sword, it would be best to seal or destroy it...
Otherwise, if such a magic sword fell into the hands of anyone, it would probably cause a catastrophe.
It's just a pity to have such a sword.
Chen Changsheng looked around at the sword.
Destroy?
Chen Changsheng shook his head. With his skills, he probably wouldn't be able to do such a thing. With the sword's demonic energy protecting him, he probably didn't have much of a chance.
Finally, it has to be sealed.
Chen Changsheng looked around. The battle just now had flattened the entire demonic realm to the ground, and now it even looked like it was broken.
"Yes."
On the contrary, we can use this magic sword to temporarily suppress the world and seal it here, and then use the black tower to dissipate the magic energy in this magic sword.
However, the matter of setting up the formation was a bit difficult for Chen Changsheng.
After all, I still learned too little.
Without the art of edicts, he would have some difficulties with such a deeper formation.
"You still have to shake people..."
Chen Changsheng raised his hand and pointed it in front of him.
"The eight immortals cross the sea, each showing his magical powers."
"Xuan, the Eight Immortals of the Eight Trigrams."
As the words fell, golden light suddenly appeared.
I saw silhouettes falling one after another.
"Lv has met Mr.
"Sir, has that magic sword been killed?"
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng cupped his hands and said, "Chen has met the Eight Immortals, and they have been fighting for a long time. The magic sword has been subdued now. I invite the Eight Immortals again because I want to ask you to help Chen seal this sword."
After hearing this, Lu Dongbin nodded and said: "Such a trivial matter is not worth mentioning. We will do our best to help."
"Good work."
"In addition, Chen also wants to use this sword to stabilize this world. Can he do it?"
"It's not difficult."
"That's good."
Chen Changsheng nodded, and then formed a formation with the Eight Immortals.
The Eight Immortals and Chen Changsheng each took their positions and set up formations.
But in an instant, nine rays of mana were released and concentrated on the top of the magic sword.
When the formation first appeared, the demon sword used a majestic demonic energy to resist, but the demon sword was greatly weakened without a figure, and could only be suppressed by the formation.
"I have the magic circle Qiankun to suppress demons and ghosts, Ning!"
As the words fell, a rune came down, nailing the magic sword firmly between the heaven and the earth.
But seeing that the formation was completed, the broken side of this world gradually began to consolidate.
The Eight Immortals cupped their hands and heard Lu Zu say: "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."
Chen Changsheng smiled warmly, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your help."
As the Eight Immortals dispersed, Chen Changsheng also breathed a sigh of relief.
However, he was still a little worried when he looked at the magic sword.
He always felt that this sword would cause big trouble in the future.