Sword God

The fog is endless, and the glare is heavy. A black sword light passes through and flickers, and then the second black sword light also passes by, followed by a figure.

Chen Zong is still moving forward.

With the gadgets created by Tiangong Elder on his body, Chen Zong knew that he had left the island where Tiangong Elder is located for half a month.

In this half-month period, Chen Zong has gone through seven battles, and his opponents are all fog monsters. The most frequent encounter is the three-headed fog monster attack. Just did not find a suitable foothold can try the effect of fog crystal.

After flying for half a month, Chen Zong didn't know where he was. The only certainty was that he had already left the island where Tiangong old man was far away, and he couldn't find any way even if he wanted to return.

However, Chen Zong did not have any idea of ​​returning.

The heart is like a sword, and it is like a front.

Even if the road ahead is far away, even if the road ahead is endless and dangerous, it will not dispel one's faith and determination.

Amidst the mist, a swift and violent rush like a chaotic streamer flashed, and flew by in the blink of an eye, its speed was amazingly fast, and the terrible grievance and murderous opportunity remained, as if it came from The Nine Nether Hells are in general, terrified, and everything is extinct.

In the distance, Chen Zong suddenly felt a strong heart palpitation wave, and there seemed to be some dangers similar.

fast!

Faster!

In an instant, Chen Zong accelerated his speed. His perception was always precise and keen. Since he felt the danger was approaching, there must be some danger coming. He could only break out at a faster speed.

However, as the speed increased, the sense of danger did not alleviate; on the contrary, it suddenly increased.

Immediately, a flash of gray light flashed to the ground like lightning, killing Chen Zong's scalp and feeling that he was about to be torn into nothingness.

Creepy!

I dare not reserve the slightest speed and burst out with all my strength.

In an instant, Chen Zong's body turned into a slight wind, but it was as fast as the aurora.

Avoid!

The gray light with endless grief and murderous opportunity passed by, the terrible extreme fluctuation of the breath made Chen Zong's heart beat faster and his scalp numb.

Almost, but almost he will be hit. From the breath, Chen Zong feels that if he is hit, he is afraid that the end will be very bad, and he will be hit hard without dying.

Who came from such a terrible attack?

Are they other cultivators who entered the sea of ​​glamour?

Is it something else?

Fog demon can be ruled out, because Chen Zong's method is clear.

Well, if it is not the mist demon and the cultivator... there is only one possibility.

Mist!

According to the characteristics described by the elderly Tiangong, it seems very likely.

According to the elder Tiangong, Wumo is a murderous existence that is many times more terrible than the mist demon. Even if the elder Tiangong has such strength, he can be listed on the upper and upper levels of the Shangyuan Great Holy List. Fog magic is terrified.

Mist is very strong and fierce, and it is difficult to deal with.

Over the past decades, Tiangong Senior Man has encountered three times before and after, one was killing the Mist, and the other was a tie. He couldn’t help each other and could only give up leaving, and once he made it with his own strength and peacetime Some secret treasures escaped.

It can be seen that the fog is terrible.

Chen Zong's strength is indeed much stronger than when he first entered the Miguang Sea. Even if the ordinary half-step big Saint-level strong shot, it may not be possible to leave Chen Zong, but the mist demon is a terrible existence. According to the elder Tiangong, Fog’s weakest strength will also be stronger than the ordinary half-step Great Saint level.

A gray figure with endless grievances and murderous opportunities, remotely locked Chen Zong, the breath of invasion came, so that Chen Zong has a feeling of sinking into the Nine Nether Hell.

Chen Zong can be sure that if he is targeted, the consequences will be very bad.

escape!

Chen Zong erupted at full speed, no matter where he would eventually go, just escaped in this way.

But the gray figure chasing behind him was fast approaching, and the astonishing grief and murderous forces continued to invade and rolled up a horrifying storm of killing.

The mist and glare seemed to be shaken at this moment, almost breaking apart.

Rampage!

Unscrupulous!

Ignore everything and kill everything.

Seeing it, Chen Zong saw a gray light approaching with endless grief.

Mist!

The chaotic gray of the whole body seems to be flowing with endless thick fog, and it must be turned into a real slurry flow. The mortar fluctuates like a flood on the body. The whole body looks like an evil ghost coming out of the Nine Nether Hell .

A glance alone is enough to make many cultivators terrified.

Chen Zong was not deterred by his appearance, but that tremendous astonishment made him extremely fearful.

Dachengwan's flow field burst out instantly, and the strength of the Lingwu erupted in an instant. Shen Yejian held up high, and the endless sword energy, sword light and sword awn diffused out, and the surroundings seemed to be dusk, and became dark.A sword slashed in the sky, countless sword qi Jianguang and sword awns merged into one in a moment, turned into a hair-like sword awn broken out of the sky, directly slashed on the fog demon.

The sword gas was broken in an instant, but the body of the mist demon was only a slight uncheckable meal. The gray light surged on the body, and a sword mark disappeared in an instant.

Fang Cai’s sword, but he is the first line of the world where the ten successful forces are exhibited. So far, it is the second-most trick after Xiao Yu Shenbing’s full blow, but it just left a sword mark for the other side, or is it because the sword was too The power characteristics of Yuan Gong, even the Wanliu force field of Dacheng Realm, seem to have failed.

This undoubtedly made Chen Zong even more afraid.

Not an opponent.

Not an opponent at all.

If it is a different place, Chen Zong may try his best, and even let Chen Xiu appear in a battle to verify his own strength and use the pressure of the other party to stimulate his potential and go further.

But here is a sea of ​​confusion, which is not good for yourself.

Practicing swords is unbreakable, but it does not mean that you must put yourself to death. Only when you have no choice, you need to put it to death.

All the speed broke out, and Chen Zong quickly flew forward, but the mist demon was chasing after him.

Once they are spotted by the Mist Devil, they will never give up, and will continue to hunt down to the end, unless they are killed, or their speed is much faster than the other.

But Chen Zong found that his own speed was very fast, and the speed of the fog demon was faster, not only approaching.

"Yu Shen!" The dark road said suddenly. Nine black sword blades appeared suddenly, and they combined into a small Yu Shenbing, which turned into a slap-width sword blade with a length of Mi Xu, which appeared under Chen Zong's feet.

The speed has more than doubled, and Chen Zong flew forward at a faster speed, suddenly pulling away the ever-shortening distance from Fog Demon.

The mist demon seemed to be irritated, and made a very roaring roar, just like the roaring from the fierce ghost of the Nine Nether Hell Demon. The sound was amazing and fierce.

It was angry.

Relative to the mist demon, the mist demon seems to have more obvious spirituality, but also has more animal nature, and it is easy to be irritated, just like an extremely grumpy person.

What is called Fengchi electric switch!

Chen Zong realized that under the control of the Little Imperial Divine Soldier, his speed was twice that of the original one. The original Chen Zong's speed was almost close to the level of the Holy Land, and it can be compared with the ordinary half-step Great Holy Level.

Now under the power of Xiaoyu Divine Soldier, his speed has doubled, which is no less than that of those ordinary half-step big holy levels.

The fiery and angry eyes of the mist and devil sprayed a thick red light, and there seemed to be a gray flame burning around the body. The flame seemed to show a trace of blood red, and its speed also surged in a flash, once again surpassing Chen Zong, constantly approaching.

Power of Lingwu... broke out!

In an instant, Chen Zong's strength reached the level of the ninth stage of entering the Holy Realm, and the speed increased again.

It's just that the accumulation of Lingwu's strength takes time, so Chen Zong generally doesn't use it easily. After all, in this sea of ​​gloom, it is difficult to find a safe place to rest for himself.

Therefore, as much as the power of Lingwu is, once consumed, it is difficult to replenish it.

However, the power of Lingwu can increase its strength in a short time, and it is only used at critical moments.

Under the eruption of Lingwu's power, Chen Zong's speed surged again, doubled again, and once again cast off the fog.

The gray flame on Mist Demon became more and more intense, and its speed also surged again, constantly chasing after.

"You can only use this secret treasure." Chen Zong was helpless, with his own ability, it was difficult to get rid of this mist demon.

The secret treasure, which was used by the elder Tiangong to give Chen Zong an escape, can explode in an instant, doubling Chen Zong's speed.

Even the half-step Great Saint-level strongmen will also be doubled in speed instantly.

The power contained in each secret treasure is enough for half-step big holy level strong to use sixty breaths.

At full speed at the speed of a half-step saint-level strongman, it can multiply within sixty breaths, enough to fly far and far.

Chen Zong is only in the late eighth stage of entering the Holy Realm, and there is a clear gap between the strength and the half-step Great Saint level, so the power of this secret power can last longer.

Breath, breath, breath, breath...

Chen Zong continued to fly forward at such a speed, so amazing, Chen Zong was addicted.

Wumo was furious, but he could no longer catch up with Chen Zong, but was thrown away by Chen Zong.

When the power of the secret treasure was exhausted, Chen Zong's speed also fell again. At this moment, the mist demon had already been thrown away by himself, and he did not know where the trail was.

But Chen Zong's heart always haunted a feeling that it seemed that the mist demon might chase up at any time.

Under the extreme speed of Fang Cai, Chen Zong felt that he had a deeper understanding of speed. If he could retreat, he might be able to comprehend the Tianfeng Wuxiang body method to a perfect state.

It's a pity that I couldn't find a suitable place for enlightenment for a while, and if there is a sense of crisis, I'm afraid I can't stop when I'm on my back.

After taking the Elixir to restore the consumed power, Chen Zong kept flying at a high speed.

Where is ahead?

I don’t know, I don’t know, but in any case, I can’t stop at the same place, go forward, go forward, and go forward.