Chapter Fifty-Six: The Ancient Shura King
The soul dragon soared into the air, its body meandered to repel the void, the dragon's mouth opened, and suddenly spit out a faint green light, and the edge of the light rendered a layer of strange forest green, and the cold was boundless, which was condensed by the terrifying evil qi.
It was a hybrid attack of soul-piercing evil qi and soul power, blasting through the sky like an aurora.
Chen Zong's expression was solemn, and he didn't dodge immediately, but slashed out with a sword, and the purple shadow sword light tore through the sky to kill that blow, and under the instant collision, both of them collapsed, stirring in all directions, turning into a storm raging.
The soul dragon roared, and its tail waved suddenly, as if rolling up a thousand waves, bursting out at an incomparable speed and rushing towards Chen Zong, as fast and fierce as thunder.
The purple light in his eyes burned like a raging fire, running through everything.
Chen Zong's figure jumped up, and the long sword broke through the air, showing his superb swordsmanship.
A sword crosses the air, like a stab, a slash, a collapse, all kinds of power is contained in it, rigid and soft, it looks ordinary, but it is mysterious to the extreme.
A slight humming sound sounded, and the purple faint sword light seemed to seep into the void, killing the soul dragon.
This soul dragon was indeed very powerful, bringing a great threat to Chen Zong, which made Chen Zong's heart frightened, and he had to fight with all his strength.
The dragon's tail swept away, bursting out with terrifying power, as if it could shatter the mountains and shoot down, Chen Zong's body was fluctuating, avoiding the dragon's tail blow, and the long sword broke through the air and slashed away, seemingly light and slow, but extremely fast, and the power was uncast.
The battle was extremely fierce, and for a while, the soul dragon couldn't help Chen Zong, and Chen Zong couldn't kill it, after all, the strength of this soul dragon was very strong.
Chen Zong is getting stronger and stronger the more he fights, with a sword in his hand, he plays to the extreme.
Chen Zong also discovered one point, that is, using the soul body to perform swordsmanship, it was more smooth and free, pointing directly to the mystery, and the power of each sword was even more amazing.
All this fell into the eyes of the illusory figure at the end of the soul path, and the more I looked, the more satisfied I became.
This swordsmanship is really exquisite.
The battle between Chen Zong and the Soul Jiaolong lasted for a full two quarters of an hour before the situation gradually became clear.
Chen Zong slashed out with a sword, the sword light was mediocre, but there was a mysterious abnormality, there was no way to dodge, as if he ignored time and space, and he killed through the soul, leaving a long sword mark on the soul dragon.
The soul dragon was furious and attacked violently, but it couldn't help Chen Zong at all, but kept hitting the sword.
The more swords there are, the more sword marks on the body, the more soul power is lost, and the strength further decreases.
Chop!
Chen Zong's figure flashed, appeared on the side of the soul dragon, and slashed down with a sword, directly cutting off the head.
The body shattered and turned into countless rays of light, which surrounded Chen Zong's body one after another, and finally built into the shape of a helmet, and in an instant, the purple and faint light flowed down and permeated the whole body.
As if the armor had been melted into one, it suddenly changed its appearance.
This was a pair of armor forged by soul power, and Chen Zong only felt that his soul power seemed to have multiplied and become more powerful.
"Next, what are the other tests?" Chen Zong stared ahead, and all he saw was darkness.
According to the increase in the previous three tests, if the test of the fourth level is increased tenfold, then with his current ability, he is probably not an opponent.
But the matter has come to this, there is no way back, and there is no way forward.
With a firm mind, the sword blade proved that Chen Zong's eyes flashed sharply, and his body was filled with an incomparable momentum, as if he could tear everything and cut everything.
Even if the bone mountain is in front of me, I will also flatten it with a sword.
Even though there is a sea of blood in front of me, I will split it with a sword.
Unstoppable, overcoming obstacles, and moving forward.
For a moment, it was as if a sharp sword was opening to tear the heavens and the earth.
Step by step, moving forward, Chen Zong's speed became faster and faster, and the edge on his body became stronger and stronger.
About 50,000 meters later, Chen Zong saw a figure sitting on the throne, the figure was a little ethereal, as if the smoke was shrouded in the wind and swaying.
Just by taking a look, Chen Zong's heart was shocked, as if the sea of blood in the corpse mountain fluctuated, rushing towards him.
Terror!
It's terrifying!
Taking a deep breath, Chen Zong's eyes became sharper and sharper, and he took another step forward.
"You're here. The accent sounded continuously, as if it came from outside the void, and as if it sounded from the deepest part of the heart.
"Senior, but the ancient Shura King?" Chen Zong asked rhetorically.
"It's the king. The illusory figure was still sitting on the throne and standing still, although there was a feeling of a broken candle in the wind, as if it would dissipate as soon as the wind blew, but it was filled with a terrifying might, suppressing the heavens and the earth.
"Dare to ask my seniors, have I passed the assessment?" asked Chen Zong, undaunted.
"You have indeed passed my assessment and are eligible for my supreme inheritance. King Gu Shura smiled slightly: "But before that, this king still has to test your ability in person, if you make this king more satisfied, this king will give you another chance." ”
"I don't know how the seniors are going to try?" Chen Zong asked rhetorically again.
"It's very simple, fight with this king. The voice fell, and the illusory figure suddenly stood up, as if the heavens and the earth were shaking, as if an invisible void storm swept in all directions, making Chen Zong's face more and more solemn.
Standing up and stepping, the illusory figure also seemed to become solidified, and the face could be faintly seen.
Reaching out and grabbing the void, a flame suddenly burned out, condensing into a long knife.
With the long knife in his hand, the astonishing and incomparably evil qi exploded like a vast ocean, impacting him, making Chen Zong tremble all over, and instantly numb and stiff.
Terrible!
It's really terrifying, the strength of this kind of evil qi is far better than the previous soul dragon.
If the evil qi of the Dark Fire Green Wolf is compared to a pond, then the evil qi of the Dark Fire Green Tiger is like a small lake, and the evil qi of the Dark Fire Green Jiao is like a big lake, then the evil qi of the ancient Shura King is the vast ocean.
It's amazing.
This kind of evil aura shocked Chen Zongdu.
The ancient Shura King ignored Chen Zong's shock, and swung out a knife, and suddenly, the terrifying and incomparably terrifying evil qi turned into a shocking sword light and slashed through the void and bombarded him, making Chen Zong terrified, and he had a feeling that his soul was about to be destroyed and shattered.
Without hesitation, a sword was swung out, but in an instant, the sword light was shattered.
The strength of the ancient Shura King was too strong, many times stronger than that soul dragon, and it was unfathomable.
As a king-level powerhouse, even if it is not in its heyday, it is still very terrifying.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Zong erupted with all his might.
Kill!
The sword light tore through the sky, with incomparable sharpness and sharpness to the ancient Shura King, a sword seems simple, but in fact there are infinite mysteries contained in it.
The Ancient Shura King nodded secretly, and through the soul breath, he could tell that Chen Zong was very young, so young, but he could have such a powerful soul, it was already extremely rare and extremely rare, and he had such a clever sword technique, which was even more amazing.
But the ancient Shura King was even more clever, and with a swing of his sword, as if he had wiped out a world, he directly shattered Chen Zong's sword light, killing like a bamboo, making Chen Zong feel like an undodgable feeling.
Under the knife, Chen Zong could only retreat.
It seemed to be the knife that filled the world.
There is no dodge, and it is useless to even retreat.
Chen Zong was shocked, this feeling was the first time he had encountered it.
It's useless to be able to dodge and retreat, and there is even a feeling that you can't resist it, so let's fight.
Leave it to death and then live, regardless of everything, and explode with all your might.
Under this kind of absoluteness, Chen Zong suddenly triggered the potential of his soul and triggered the hidden astonishing evil qi.
Bang!
As if the heavens and the earth were falling apart, an incomparable terrifying power erupted in an instant, wanting to destroy everything and kill everything.
The intensity of Chen Zong's instantaneous eruption of evil qi was only a little worse than that of the ancient Shura King.
A sword!
All power is integrated into this sword, as if the world is annihilated.
The sword light and the sword light collided in an instant, bursting out with terrifying power, as if shattering this space, and the cracks spread like lightning, forming a terrifying huge net enveloping all directions.
Chen Zong kept retreating, that power was too strong, so strong that it was difficult to resist, and the soul body almost showed signs of crumbling, if it weren't for the fact that there was a battle armor on his body, which improved the defense and strength of the soul body, it was estimated that he would not be able to resist.
The ancient Shura king was also uncomfortable, and he retreated again and again under the impact of this terrible force, he was not in his heyday, not even a tenth of his heyday.
"Good. With a loud shout, the ancient Shura King seemed to be stimulated with a fighting spirit, and jumped like a streamer of light, and the terrifying evil aura was overwhelming, and behind him was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
This knife is like a knife of killing, born only for slaughter, only for killing.
This knife made Chen Zong's face extremely solemn.
This knife is a pure knife, only a knife of evil spirit and killing, and nothing else, because it is pure, it is terrifying.
Chen Zong was terrified, he only felt that his soul body seemed to have no resistance in front of this knife, and before the sword light arrived, the terrifying knife pressure and breath made his soul body feel like it was disintegrating.
This knife has exceeded the limit of what he can bear.
But at this moment, Chen Zong burst out with unprecedented absolute determination and will, and he couldn't stop it, and he used all his strength, regardless of anything else.
Out of the sword!
Only the sword!
Only the sword can be drawn!
In an instant, Chen Zong's eyes had an astonishing light burst out, the soul armor on his body burned in an instant, and the soul body seemed to burn up, bursting out with incomparable terrifying power, this power was earth-shattering, and all of them poured into the sword in his hand.
In an instant, Chen Zong's soul body became illusory, but the long sword in his hand burst out with an incomparable purple brilliance, shining in all directions like a round of purple sun.
The strongest blow!
Final Blow!
Don't ask for anything else, just swing the sword for a thought, don't retreat or dodge, only a sharp and sky-killing blow.
The sword light and the sword light collided in an instant, and in an instant, everything froze, even time and space were completely still, and the entire dim void was completely silent, silent and weird.
It seemed to last forever, as if it had originated from eternity, but for a moment a terrible force burst out, destroying everything and destroying everything, and everything in front of it, without the slightest power to resist it.