Cut off Jianhen's head with one sword.
The sword mark's eyes widened with a look of disbelief on its face. The look in its eyes quickly dimmed, and its head followed the body as it fell toward the ground.
Qin Changsheng snorted coldly, seeing that the opponent's soul was still hiding in the immortal platform. With a move of his left hand, the top-quality magic sword he had sacrificed earlier immediately stabbed towards Jianhen's head, intending to crush his immortal platform and soul.
Upon seeing this, Jian Hen's dim eyes suddenly burst out with blazing light, and there was a hint of shock and anger in his eyes.
His soul immediately rushed out from between his eyebrows, avoiding the top-grade magic sword, and rushed towards Qin Changsheng.
"Hmph, do you think I don't know that the monk's physical body dies, but his soul will not disappear immediately?"
Qin Changsheng snorted coldly, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
This is not the first time that he has dealt with monks. He has already killed two monks, and his head was decapitated by the sword marks. He actually wants to pretend to be dead and escape from the gods. This is simply a wishful thinking.
Seeing that the sword mark was forced by the top-quality magic sword, it rushed out from the Immortal Platform between the eyebrows and rushed towards him. Qin Changsheng calmly opened his left hand and pressed it forward. A black swallowing vortex emerged from it. The palm emerged, which was the manifestation of the Devouring Martial Spirit.
"Die!"
The sword mark roared angrily and rushed towards him like a fierce ghost.
However, as soon as he approached the vortex that the Devouring Martial Spirit transformed into, he was suddenly sucked in by a strong suction force and was forcibly sucked into the vortex by the Devouring Martial Spirit.
"No--"
Jianhen suddenly screamed, with a look of horror in his eyes.
At this moment, he truly felt the threat of death.
He never thought that his own monk in the secret realm of supernatural powers would fall into the hands of a mortal warrior, and he was also a new disciple.
"Spare your life!"
Jianhen was horrified and begged Qin Changsheng for mercy at the moment he was swallowed by the Devouring Martial Soul.
At this moment, no matter how unwilling he was to accept this fact in his heart, he had to accept it at this moment, he had failed!
He doesn't want to die.
After finally cultivating to the secret realm of supernatural powers and having a bright future, how could he die in such humiliation?
"I have said before, don't mess with me, everyone is in peace, but you have repeatedly targeted me, and even wanted to kill me. Since you have planted the cause, you should be aware of the consequences!"
Qin Changsheng said in a cold tone, swallowing the martial soul without hesitation, and completely sucked it into the swallowing vortex.
In just a few breaths, the soul aura of the sword mark completely disappeared. A pure soul power was fed back from the swallowed martial soul to Qin Changsheng's sea of consciousness, causing Qin Changsheng's soul to After being further strengthened, the soul became more powerful and stable, the strength of the consciousness was doubled, and the coverage range exceeded 400 meters!
"Okay, as expected, the monk's soul is extremely powerful. After swallowing it, the improvement of my soul is even more obvious!"
"With the strength of my current soul, it is much stronger than the ordinary monks in the Mystic Realm of Divine Powers, and can be at least twice as powerful!"
Qin Changsheng felt the power of the soul and was pleasantly surprised.
He clearly felt that his consciousness had also grown, the coverage area had greatly increased, and his perception had become sharper.
"Huh? There are demons coming! And there are a lot of demons! They were attracted by the noise of the battle!"
Just when Qin Changsheng spread out his spiritual consciousness, he immediately noticed that there were demons gathering in the distance.
And there are a lot of demons here.
His expression changed. This was already the inner area close to the demon battlefield, and high-level demons occasionally appeared.
As for the low-level Heavenly Demons and the Intermediate-level Heavenly Demons, they were in groups.
With Qin Changsheng's current strength, he doesn't care about low-level demons and mid-level demons. They can only be the nourishment for him to strengthen his soul and strengthen his soul.
But he did not dare to underestimate the high-level demons and had to treat them with caution.
High-level demons are comparable to monks in the Heavenly Realm of the Mystic Realm of Mystical Powers. Moreover, if they are high-level demons with royal bloodline, their strength is even comparable to that of monks in the Returning Realm, the second level of the Mystic Mystical Realm of Mystical Powers. Once encountered, they will almost certainly die. .
Fortunately, Qin Changsheng sensed that among the demons gathered from all directions, there was no aura that made his heart palpitate. There should be no high-level demons.
He felt relieved.
Then with a "swish" sound, he fell to the ground, rolled up the storage ring on Jian Heng's finger, and put away his top-quality magic sword.
"Huh? It's a human! A disciple of the Shaoqing Sword Sect!"
"Gah, gah, gah, my cultivation in the early stage of Wanxiang Realm actually dares to go deep into the middle area of the Demonic Battlefield. I really don't know whether to live or die!"
"kill him!"
A total of twenty-one heavenly demons gathered together to form a black storm, raging from a distance.
Through their keen sense of blood, they immediately saw Qin Changsheng. Recognizing his identity from his clothes, their eyes suddenly glowed with bloodthirsty eyes, and they all howled excitedly and charged towards Qin Changsheng. .
"I want his arm..."
"I want his legs..."
"I'm going to suck his brains out..."
These demons let out a scary and strange laugh, and they came close in an instant, and immediately pounced on Qin Changsheng.
Qin Changsheng didn't have time to look at what was in the sword mark storage ring, so he put it away, and then directed his cold eyes at the demons who came up to kill him: "A group of low-level and mid-level demons also dare to come looking for death! "
He snorted coldly and slashed hard with the Nine Yin Demonic Snake Sword in his right hand!
"Tsk!"
A crescent-shaped sword light suddenly poured out, containing the power of pure yang, the power of yin evil and the power of thunder. The yin and yang thunder sword swept away with one sword. The sword light had not even come close, but the sword energy was already overwhelming.
That powerful aura immediately made those demons scream in alarm.
"Ah! No, it's so powerful. How could it be possible? Isn't he only at the early stage of the Wanxiang Realm? How could he be so powerful!"
"We are no match for him. Let's go. Let's go and invite the Demon General!"
These demons were all dying. They originally gathered together, but now they felt the danger, they immediately scattered and fled in all directions.
"If you want to leave, don't leave once you're here!"
Qin Changsheng snorted coldly. The power of the Yin Yang Thunder Sword was extremely terrifying. At the moment when the demons were completely dispersed, it suddenly cut into the black storm.
"puff!"
"ah......"
In the black storm, shrill screams immediately came out, and then the black storm completely collapsed. Most of the twenty-one heavenly demons were killed, leaving only five mid-level heavenly demons, who screamed and escaped with injuries.
These five mid-level demons actually had royal blood, and were much more powerful than the other ordinary mid-level demons. They were not killed immediately, but suffered serious injuries.
"Go!" How could Qin Changsheng let them escape? He pointed with his left hand and shot out the best magic sword, chasing the mid-level demons who had fled.
