"Xiwei, you...you became the Demon Emperor?" Cheng Ling took a deep breath and asked.
"Yes, after you left the Black Demon Abyss, it didn't take long for me to activate the bloodline of the Great Heavenly Demon. Coupled with the unique environment in the Black Demon Abyss, my cultivation progressed rapidly, and I was promoted to the Demon Emperor in less than three hundred years. " Xiwei replied.
Cheng Ling felt a little sad in her heart. The little girl back then had grown up, exuding a faint pressure in her movements. Not only the golden-horned demon, but also herself felt a hint of pressure.
"In all these years, you have never left the Black Demon Abyss?"
"Yes, even if I advance to the Demon Emperor, I will still not be the opponent of the Dark Lord and the Blood Demon. Once they sense my breath, they will devour me. Besides, in the Black Demon Abyss, my cultivation It can be improved again.”
"Oh?" Cheng Ling was surprised and asked: "You mean the Dark Lord and the Blood Demon have both reached the level of the Demon Emperor? Wasn't the Blood Demon seriously injured?"
Xiwei explained: "The blood demon's self-healing ability can be said to be the strongest. His injuries in the island group have been fully recovered. After the island group, although you destroyed the five-pointed star blood array, with your His ability can still be restored again, I can sense this."
"Then what should I do? Are you unable to leave the Black Demon Abyss for the rest of your life? And what about the demons on Zhongyuan Continent? Why can they leave?" Cheng Ling asked anxiously.
"The Black Demon Abyss is both a prison and an opportunity. At least the demons here are much easier to control than the demons. In fact, after I was promoted to Demon Emperor, the seal of the Black Demon Abyss lost its effect. As long as I want, the demons can be free. In and out.”
"So, I thought about it and deliberately caused violent shocks in the Black Demon Abyss. On the one hand, I was preparing for these monsters to leave the Black Demon Abyss. On the other hand, I also had to rely on them to get news about the Zhongyuan Continent."
"Brother Cheng, I know all about your deeds such as joining the Wuji Sect, participating in the Mountain and River Ranking, and breaking into the Buddhist sect. Only knowing that you are safe and sound can I practice with peace of mind. But later, the news came that you died in the ancient sword cultivator's tomb. Really angry."
"Although I don't believe it, what Jiang Haoyang did touched my inner instinct. Even if he is the leader of Zhongyuan Continent, even if there are three super powers behind him, I will make him pay the price!"
The tone was sonorous, but the indescribable coldness sent chills down people's spines.
Cheng Ling was moved. No matter what, the little girl's affection for him was sincere.
He then said: "Xiwei, thank you! But you have also seen that I am not dead now. I will solve Jiang Haoyang's hatred by myself. The most important thing at present is the stability of the Zhongyuan Continent. The races from outside the territory are watching with eager eyes. We must gather on the mainland. All the power in the world will drive them away completely.”
"So, could you please stop targeting Wuji Sect disciples and let those monsters come back?"
Xiwei smiled and said: "Brother Cheng has this request, and I will comply with it. It's just that I stayed in this Black Demon Abyss for too long. This time, you have to take me to the Zhongyuan Continent with you."
Cheng Ling was startled and asked, "What? Are you not afraid of the Dark Lord and the Blood Lord anymore?"
"Don't be afraid. Even if they are not their opponents yet, they can no longer devour me."
Cheng Ling breathed a sigh of relief and said, "In that case, just leave with me! By the way, could this pyramid-like building be your residence? There are also golden-horned monsters like him, and how many more are there?" indivual?"
Xiwei said: "This is just a safe place I randomly found. As for the golden-horned demons, there are more than ten, and the remaining ones are slightly inferior to Jin Zhan's combat power."
Cheng Ling turned to look at the golden-horned demon and asked, "His name is Jin Zhan, was it you who named him?"
"Yes, he was the first person I met when I entered the ninth floor. Originally, he wanted to attack me, but the suppression of his bloodline prevented him from doing anything rashly. I took the opportunity to activate the demon's forbidden technique and make him a slave. ”
Cheng Ling opened his mouth, a little speechless, joking, this is a demon at the level of the Eight-Star Immortal Emperor, and he has become the slave of a little girl. Is the bloodline of the Great Heavenly Demon really so defiant?
But when he asked Xiwei, he didn't just want to know Jin Zhan's name. He immediately asked: "Then can you let him fight with me? Although the previous battle was embarrassing, he seemed to have touched a trace of inspiration and gained insights into my swordsmanship. It helps tremendously.”
Xiwei smiled, turned to the golden-horned demon and said, "Jin Zhan, do you hear that? Just accompany Brother Cheng to fight again!"
Jin Zhan roared, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes. Xiwei's Great Heavenly Demon bloodline couldn't resist it, but what the hell is going on with this kid? Do you really think you can't do anything to him?
Without saying a word, he waved his claws again and grabbed Cheng Ling.
This time, it was different from the previous battles. Although Jin Zhan looked down on Cheng Ling, Xiwei was still on the side after all, and his full strength was not fully utilized.
Cheng Ling also felt it. He didn't want the other party to hold back. Only strong pressure could push him to improve and regain his previous understanding of swordsmanship.
Therefore, he kept provoking, and all kinds of sword moves were aimed at Jin Zhan's weaknesses. Under the influence of one and the other, Jin Zhan was suddenly injured one after another, and his anger level soared. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, and he roared and exploded completely.
Cheng Ling did not use secret techniques. He had withstood a wave of attacks before and had somewhat figured out Jin Zhan's shooting habits. Moreover, facing stronger pressure, he had a greater chance of catching the aura.
Like violent winds and rain, thunder and lightning, layers of heavy pressure came crashing down. Cheng Ling was like a leaf, drifting in the wind, but he held on tenaciously, and even Xiwei's palms had a layer of fine beads of sweat.
With her inheritance as the Great Heavenly Demon, she naturally knew what Cheng Ling wanted to do. She could not interrupt this moment easily. She could only accumulate power in her palms. Once he was unable to handle it, she would immediately take action to stop him.
After insisting on drinking tea for a while, Cheng Ling finally caught the spiritual light again under the heavy pressure. His soul was empty, as if he was wandering in the void of the sky, and he had entered a state of enlightenment.
The subconscious that had been tempered for thousands of times came into play. The imperial sword defended itself, combined with the ninth-level spiritual body, to resist Jin Zhan's attacks again and again.
In many cases, for many people, epiphany is rare, or even rare in a lifetime.
An epiphany can often make it clear in a short time the mysteries that took them decades, even hundreds, or even thousands of years to master.
Thoughts were flying, and the sword shadow in his mind also emitted a ray of light. More and more insights emerged, flying, integrating, and absorbing like a spiral.
Once again, Jin Zhan struck out with his claws left and right, and finally flicked his tail to complete a three-hit combo. Three consecutive bombardments broke through Cheng Ling's defense and hit his chest.
With a bang, Cheng Ling flew backwards, and his chest collapsed directly. Under the huge force impact, several sternums were broken. The terrible energy reverberated in the body, impacting the internal organs, and a mouthful of blood surged up. He couldn't help it. Spit out.
Such a blow also interrupted Cheng Ling's epiphany, and at the same time, he also realized it.
"Wherever the heart goes, so goes the sword." Cheng Ling murmured as a mouthful of blood spurted out, as if the pressure was gone.
There is a saying that as big as the heart is, so is the stage. It can also be understood as, as fast as the heart is, so is the sword.
The unity of man and sword is the unity of man and sword. The focus is on man and sword. When a man controls the sword, the man and sword become one.
Having a sword in the heart is a higher level of the unity of man and sword, which is superior to the unity of man and sword. But if analyzed, the key point is the heart and the sword. Only when there is a sword in the heart can the sword be controlled with the heart, just like using the spirit to control the sword. sword.
The heart, that is, the soul, is a mysterious and unpredictable force.
Only when you have a sword in your heart can you control the sword with your heart, and only if you use your heart to control the sword can you unite your mind and sword.
Even though the enlightenment was interrupted, Cheng Ling still caught the light. He understood the essence of the sword realm in his heart, and his sword realm improved again, reaching the critical point of the fifth level.
"Use your heart to control the sword. The heart and the sword are the same. My heart is the heart of the sword. The heart of the sword is my heart. Wherever the heart goes, the sword goes. As fast as the heart is, the sword is as fast. No matter how far the heart is, the sword is. How far can it go..."
In an instant, Cheng Ling felt the raging red energy in his body, his destroyed internal organs, and his broken bones. Immediately, the immortal essence moved, carrying the fierce sword intent, shattering the raging energy in the body.
The powerful self-healing ability of the ninth-level spiritual body combined with the vitality in the heart began to repair the injured body.
The outside world, everything within ten feet around him, is all clearly perceived by himself. This kind of perception is not the perception with the power of the soul, nor is it the sixth sense, but a very magical way of perception.
That is the power of the Heart Sword, the magic of the Heart Sword, and the mystery of the Heart Sword.
Jin Zhan came to kill again, Cheng Ling's eyes became calm, and his aura gradually calmed down, as if the stormy sea suddenly turned calm, but there was an unfathomable feeling.
Draw your sword!
The speed of the long sword was not very fast, and it seemed that it was just thrusting out directly, which was not mysterious at all. However, Jin Zhan felt that his claws were cut off with a blow.
Yes, it was as if his attack trajectory had been grasped and then cut off. Immediately afterwards, a flash of sword light magnified in front of his eyes. He quickly dodged and was stabbed in the chest.
This was the first time that he was actively hit by Cheng Ling's sword since he unleashed all his strength.
Although this sword only left a trace on his scales and did not cause him any harm, a chill could not be suppressed from his heart.
"A coincidence, it must be a coincidence."
Jin Zhan said this. His claws, his legs, his tail, and even his mouth have all become sharp weapons for fighting. They all contain terrible power. When connected, it seems to become a shocking martial arts. Great master, perfect connection.
In the past, Cheng Ling would have been unable to resist Jin Zhan's combos, but now... Jin Zhan's speed is still as fast as red lightning, but Cheng Ling is no longer unable to fight back. .
The heart and sword are as one, and the sword is controlled by the heart. Within ten feet, it seems to have become a unique realm. You can control everything where the heart goes and the sword goes. After integrating with the sword domain of the ninth level, it transcends the limitations of time and space. , beyond distance.
With the combination of various techniques, the attack trajectory of his claws, tail, etc. began to appear more clearly in Cheng Ling's perception, and he could grasp it.
The Dragon Ling Sword seemed to be everywhere. No matter how fast and fierce Jin Zhan attacked, Cheng Ling's long sword could be cut off in advance. That feeling is like holding it in for a long time and planning to urinate freely, but the urination has just started but was interrupted. It is very uncomfortable and aggrieved.
Cheng Ling's expression was indifferent and his eyes were calm, as calm and leisurely as if he were taking a leisurely stroll in the courtyard. He changed his previous passive and embarrassed appearance.
The performance before and after understanding are completely different!
After fighting like this for half an hour, Cheng Ling finally caught Jin Zhan's flaw. Long Ling's sword went straight into the palace, breaking through both claws and physical defense in one fell swoop, and stopped firmly between his eyebrows.
