The figure transformed by the demonic energy was passed by the sword energy. Just as the head was about to be scattered by the golden light, he suddenly saw a gap opening.
The golden light failed.
Chen Changsheng was shocked when he saw this and sheathed his sword in time.
"retreat!"
The momentary flaw was caught by the magic sword, and he used it to press forward. The tip of the sword was directly at Chen Changsheng's neck, pressing forward.
Chen Changsheng's figure stepped back.
As we retreated all the way, we were about to collide with the mountain in a blink of an eye.
Chen Changsheng turned around and stabbed the mountain with his magic sword.
"Boom..."
Rubbles flew everywhere, and a hole was opened in a deserted building, as if its heart had been dug out.
After that brief stagnation, the entire mountain was overwhelmed and collapsed. That sword seemed to level the mountain to the ground.
Although the magic sword is just a simple provocation and stabbing, with such power, as long as it is hit even a little bit, it is probably inevitable.
Chen Changsheng moved his sword to take this opportunity.
The last golden talisman came out.
"The formation is complete, seal the demon!"
The tip of the sword pointed.
But he saw dozens of runes surrounding the magic sword.
A formation then unfolded, surrounding the magic sword, and the runes of the formation rotated, approaching with coercion.
The Demonic Sword did not panic. He swung the sword out for a moment to test, but it failed to damage the formation at all.
"receive!"
As the formation shrinks little by little.
The demonic energy was gradually forced back into the sword.
Chen Changsheng was holding the sword and running the formation, but suddenly he felt something bad.
"Buzz buzz..."
A roaring sound sounded.
But suddenly I saw the formation shaking, and heard a shattering sound in my ears.
"Click."
One of the runes cracked at this moment.
"Boom!"
A sword light shot up into the sky from the formation, mixed with demonic energy and pushed the formation away.
The formation shattered, affecting dozens of surrounding mountains.
The rising smoke covered the place, just like dark clouds covering the sun, trying to cover up the blood moon, and the surrounding area became dim.
Chen Changsheng's figure stagnated, and then he raised his sword.
The tip of the sword is high above the head.
The hair turned into streaks of golden light.
"The law is about to come out, please come and see me!"
"Xuan!"
Chen Changsheng's eyes glowed with golden light.
"God in heaven!"
As Chen Changsheng finished speaking, streaks of golden light flashed across like stars and fell in front of him.
The golden light turned into a human figure, holding various weapons and magic weapons, bathed in golden light and descending with divine luck.
But in an instant, dozens of gods were in front of him.
Demon Sword paused for a moment when he saw this, but he never showed any fear.
"Bang."
The demonic energy suddenly swayed away.
Under Chen Changsheng's gaze, the demonic energy imitated the figures of the gods in front of him.
Seeing this, all the gods frowned and secretly sighed that this magic sword was extraordinary.
"Destroy this demonic sword!"
A fire-tipped spear shot out of the air, and Nezha stepped on the spear and walked away.
The gods followed closely behind, entangled with them transformed into demonic energy.
Chen Changsheng frowned slightly, "A magic sword can actually have such power." '
Demon Sword and Chen Changsheng each take sides.
In that scene, Nezha and others were already fighting with their demonic avatars.
Moreover, the demonic figure imitated by the demonic energy did not fall behind at all, and gradually it had a suppressive effect.
'That's how powerful...'
Chen Changsheng raised his eyebrows. After all, he had underestimated this magic sword.
He couldn't help but wonder, if a sword was like this, how great would the Demon Summoning Lord be?
The battle situation in front of him suddenly became chaotic.
After lasting for several quarters of an hour, both the demonic energy and the golden light dissipated.
Dozens of sword lights returned to Chen Changsheng's sword.
And all the demonic energy dispersed and was taken back by the demonic sword.
No one benefited.
Chen Changsheng stepped forward with his sword in hand and faced off against the demonic sword.
The swords collided with each other, and their fluctuations affected the entire demonic realm.
Between the collision of the two swords, countless mountains were affected. They collapsed, were flattened, or were split into two with just one sword blow.
At the beginning, Chen Changsheng was able to suppress the magic sword to some extent.
But the further back he went, the more frightened Chen Changsheng became.
"He's learning from me!"
Chen Changsheng realized this, and the way the magic sword came out became more and more similar to his. In many places, he even learned the essence.
As he fought, Chen Changsheng would have the illusion that he was fighting another self.
This feeling really made Chen Changsheng a little ridiculous.
This magic sword is really evil!
Chen Changsheng swung out his sword and immediately retreated several hundred steps.
"Chen, I want to see how capable you are of learning!"
He raised his sword, and in an instant, his sword intent swayed out.
A sense of loneliness spread out.
The sword intent rises up, as if it wants to encompass the whole world.
The figure holding the magic sword looked up, then stepped forward with the sword in hand.
But this move shocked Chen Changsheng.
Why is he looking up?
A figure, why do you need to raise your head?
But now, he didn't have time to think too much.
"Ru Meng Ling."
The sword is like a yellow beam, a dream, like a dream.
The sword energy seemed to turn into a heavy rain and poured down, cutting through the demonic energy and wiping it out.
But in that moment.
A majestic sword intent suddenly rose.
It was a kind of killing that seemed to be solidified in the sea of blood, with endless death cries, and countless bones and flesh appeared in front of the eyes.
Chen Changsheng was startled.
Sword intent...
A magic sword, where does it come from?
When Chen Changsheng looked at the figure again, his eyes completely changed.
Is that really just a figure transformed by demonic energy?
The figure held the magic sword and swung it out.
The sword energy mixed with the demonic energy faced the sword rain.
What I saw in front of me was like a hazy drizzle suddenly falling on the lake.
Circles of water rippled out from the mid-air, non-stop for a long time.
"Boom!"
The sword energy collided.
The fluctuations caused by the two sword energies started.
Under that fluctuation, Chen Changsheng took hundreds of steps backward.
The figure transformed by the demonic energy was also affected by this, the demonic energy around him was lifted, and the demonic sword almost came off.
When the fluctuation slowly calmed down.
Chen Changsheng steadied his body and looked around, only to see the smoke and dust rising up covering the red moon. Seeing this, the sky was dark and the earth was dark.
He took a deep breath and looked through the smoke at the figure holding the magic sword.
"You are a living person." Chen Changsheng said.
The shadow holding the magic sword did not respond. After a slight adjustment, it looked into the distance.
Chen Changsheng raised his eyebrows, suddenly feeling something bad.
"Pattering..."
Suddenly, the sound of running water sounded in Chen Changsheng's ears.
He looked around, and when the smoke and dust fell, he saw a sea of blood rising up, being attracted by the magic sword.
Chen Changsheng's expression became serious.
All the resentment and evil spirits in the sea of blood were summoned by the magic sword at this moment.
In just a moment, the momentum of the demonic sword suddenly surged, and a wave of coercion swept away, approaching Chen Changsheng.
After all, this is his territory!
