In the dark night, after a busy day, Lin Chongyang returned to the house and began to meditate.
After spending a year together, he and Lin Tianxing worked together to completely clear Yin Xiaoshen's ideological work.
The other party has truly taken himself seriously and wants to use the sword to protect the world, instead of worrying about boring victory or defeat. Under this premise, the probability of the other party being found by the Demon Sword should be greatly reduced.
The problem now is his own. At this period, the cultivation of the three realms is still not enough.
If he were stronger, could he save more people?
If he were stronger, wouldn't he be so passive without doing anything?
If he had been stronger, could he have avoided the tragic events that happened in front of him?
Although force is not enough to maintain control, it is difficult to move forward without force. This is a river and lake, a river and lake that cannibalize people.
Just as Lin Chongyang was reflecting on himself, a black and purple sword quietly appeared in the room.
Huge, evil, cold, and containing endless resentment and hatred, the demonic energy rises above its sword body.
"Submit to me"
"You will gain unrivaled power."
"Look at those fragile lives"
"As long as you pull me up"
"You can save them"
The invisible and qualityless sound of magic sounded, touching people's heartstrings.
Dark, evil, yet alluring thoughts began to invade Lin Chongyang's mind.
Sadness, loss, pain, guilt, self-blame, anger, confusion, regret, unwillingness, and many other negative emotions are evoked by evil thoughts.
As long as he is stronger, stronger...
No, no, force is not everything. The sages have words to convince people with reason.
Force is only the basis for others to calmly listen to your reasoning. If you only rely on force to make trouble, what is the difference between you and beasts?
The instinctive disgust reawakened Lin Chongyang's reason. It was understandable that the person the Demon Sword came to was replaced by him instead of Yin Xiaoshen.
After all, he has been a bit negative during this period, but he is not the kind of person who is immersed in negativity. So, it should be that the Demon-Destroying Sword has already begun to influence him in a subtle way.
If he hadn't been from a special background, he might have fallen into the trap.
However, he knows how much he weighs, and the gap between the two sides is an insurmountable gap.
The magic sound that reached directly into the soul reached his ears and continued to strike Lin Chongyang's heartstrings.
"Surrender! Surrender! Hold the sword! Hold the sword!"
One move, he only had one chance, one move with all his concentration.
After one move, no matter what the result was, he could only wait for his master to come to save his life. He had already recognized the reality. This broken sword was far more difficult to deal with than in his memory.
"It's so noisy!"
With a cold shout, Lin Chongyang's eyes suddenly opened, his golden eyes emitting bright light, like the sun reflected in them.
The holy energy of Peiran combined with the power of the Yang, led the Yang fire to roll out, and enveloped the Demon-Destroying Sword.
"How dare you refuse me!"
The demonic thoughts rose again, but they were even more powerful. Just like the gap in the abyss, the Yanghuo was on the verge of collapse.
At this moment, Lin Chongyang stood up from the couch, and a red Qixing sword hilt emerged from his heart. He held the sword hilt with his right hand and pulled out, and a red sword was pulled out from his heart.
boom!
Hard, masculine, domineering, and indestructible, as the true energy is poured into it, the power of the Godly Soldier and God Emperor is stimulated, the skill is pushed to the limit, and the counterattacking Qi machine shatters the top of the hair crown.
The Burning Sky Yang Fire swept out, alarming everyone in Tianzong Villa.
"What a sinner, how dare you touch my boy right in front of me!"
Such a strong demonic atmosphere made Lin Tianxing, who had just returned from the outside, feel angry. The broken sword that caused trouble outside was actually hidden in front of his eyes, and he dared to seduce his apprentice. He really went to the latrine with a lantern.
"Boss, calm down, you praised Chongyang earlier, now you have to believe him even more."
Yin Xiaoshen hurriedly stopped Lin Tianxing, who was about to rush into the house. If he was interrupted hastily during the tug of war with his inner demon, the consequences would be disastrous.
"Huh~ Broken Sword, I'll crush you into scrap metal later!"
After taking a deep breath, Lin Tianxing also knew that he was confused if he cared a little. How could a master not be worried when the child he raised by himself was in trouble? But all he could do now was to believe in the other person.
His eyes widened angrily, locked onto the room, and he began to charge up the ultimate move in his hand. Lin Tianxing promised that as long as the broken sword dared to come out, it would be scrapped on the spot.
At the same time, Lin Chongyang in the room relaxed his mind. The blade of the God Emperor's sword was raised high, acupuncture points all over the body were circulating, Qi and blood were rushing in the body, the Burning Sky Yang Fire continued to accumulate, and the surrounding temperature was continuously drawn away, all of which converged on the God Emperor. .
It is the harmony of heaven and man, and all heaven and earth work together.
"kill!"
With a killing sound, his body moved instantly. The God Emperor was entangled with the cold and scorching Extreme Sun Fire, which had the power to burn all things and collided with the Demon-Destroying Sword suspended in the air.
clang!
The Yang fire and the demonic energy destroyed each other, annihilating everything around them. In the next moment, the divine soldiers who inspired the divine power were slightly better and knocked the demonic sword away.
The moment the Demon-Destroying Sword flew backwards, a mouthful of blood mist spurted out from Lin Chongyang's mouth, turning into billowing flames and dissipating.
Outside the house, seeing the purple-black sword flying backwards, Lin Tianxingji made a move. Peiran Moyu used a move to hit the Demon-Destroying Sword with the Holy Spirit. He only heard a crisp sound and cracks appeared in it. The sword did not break it into pieces.
The Demon-Destroying Sword took advantage of its strength and retreated, while Lin Tianxing pursued him, crossing a thousand miles in an instant.
In the continuous tug of chase and escape, the two crossed endless mountains and rivers.
Suddenly, the flight path of the Demon-Destroying Sword deviated, throwing Lin Tianxing away for hundreds of miles. Just when Lin Tianxing was about to use his power to pursue again, a silver-white dragon's energy swept in and snatched the Demon-Destroying Sword away in one gulp, losing its trace.
In Tianzong Villa, Yin Xiaoshen began to help Lin Chongyang exercise his martial arts to heal his injuries. If he hadn't had a special physique, that limit-breaking move would have wiped him out.
"Brother Yin, has Master gone after the broken sword?"
Forcibly stimulating part of the power of the heavenly soldiers, the impact on him was smaller than he expected, and the injury was not particularly serious.
Of course, this "not particularly serious" means that for him, it only requires one or two armors to cultivate, which is considered a minor injury in a difficult situation.
After all, he is not human.
This time he did test something out. Taixi Shenzhao was not as strong as he thought. Although he underestimated the impact of disaster on the plight, he overestimated the strength of these "gods".
Of course, with his current strength, he could be killed with just one finger.
"You'd better think about how to explain it to the boss later."
After probably assisting Lin Chongyang to restore his body to 50%, Yin Xiaoshen spoke up.
The opponent's skill is too special, and he can't do anything else. If it were a normal person, he would be able to recover to at least 70%.
"Is there anything to explain? Slight injuries, nothing serious."
He took out a brand new jade crown and tied up his long hair again with his keen sense of martial arts. Lin Chongyang didn't care about it. As long as he fished the person out intact, it would be a bloody gain for him.
Even if the First Saint is here, he is still slightly injured today, he said.
"I'm going to say hello to the owner of the village first. You can use your energy to heal your injuries while you still have time."
In this regard, Yin Xiaoshen just wanted to say that he was worthy of being a master and disciple. This harsh talk cannot be said to have nothing to do with it, it can only be said to be exactly the same.
