It's truly silent!

The Ziying Sword pierced through the Demon King's shield, penetrated Zhang Yang's heart, emerged from behind him, circled in an arc, and flew towards Song Ziyang.

And Zhang Yang, whose heart was pierced, had his huge body stiffened there, his mouth wide open, and his face was full of disbelief.

They have already used the secret defense method taught by the gods, why can't they still resist this purple short sword?

This Demon King Shield can even block the attack of the monks at the peak of the Three Realms with all their strength, but it is easily penetrated by this purple short sword.

It's hard for him to accept!

What's even more terrifying is that his heart is pierced, and he clearly feels his life force, which is passing wildly.

After falling into the demon path and feeding the demon with his body, the god transformed his body into a demon body, the heart is no longer the key point, even if there is no heart, he can still survive.

The demon core is immortal, and the demon soul is immortal!

But now......

The vitality is clearly passing away rapidly, and it is an irreversible and irreversible process.

It's like a stream running to the sea.

He immediately thought of the purple short sword, the breath of death released, and all the trees, spirit grasses, and vines within dozens of zhang around him had been cut off.

What grade of magic weapon is this purple short sword? Could it be that it is an immortal soldier?

Or, is it the Grim Reaper's artifact?

In his mind, when this thought flashed, he even lost consciousness.

He was shocked and angry, unwilling to perish, and struggled to find the elixir and stuff it into his mouth.

But to his horror, he found that his hands could not move.

Inability to lift.

Immediately afterward, he only felt that the world was spinning.

Fall to the sky.

Rumble!

The demon body of more than ten feet collapsed violently, smashing the hard ground into a pit.

His eyes were wide open, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and despair.

It's just one step away......

You can kill this son and get those treasures in your hands!

Subsequently, his vitality was completely cut off.

The huge demonic energy flew up with his divine soul, floating high into the air, getting higher and higher, disappearing into the sky, and finally did not know where it flew.

Immediately afterward, his body of essence and blood flowed cleanly, turning into a dried corpse, just like the surrounding trees, vines, and spirit grass.

Song Ziyang was about to fall into a coma in pain, but fortunately, the yin-yang mirror was suspended above his head, and the word "yin and yang" in the yin-yang holy pass flew out, one after the other, sticking to his forehead and the back of his head, and a mysterious power was released from it, integrated into the sea of knowledge, and calmed and guarded the soul.

The trident mixed with the explosion of demonic energy, the energy generated in the sea of his consciousness was quickly cleansed.

He was sweating profusely, panting profusely, and his body collapsed to the ground weakly.

But his head was always looking in Zhang Yang's direction, his eyes were burning and full of hope.

He wanted to see how powerful this Ziying Sword was and whether it could hurt Zhang Yang.

After all, it was his final blow.

The spiritual lake in the sea of knowledge is not a trickle, and all the power of yin and yang has been emptied.

If you can't hurt Zhang Yang, then you can only wait for death to come.

But in this moment, he froze.

I watched in disbelief as Zhang Yang was pierced through his heart by the Ziying Sword and cut off his life!

"This ...... Is it so strong?!"

He stared blankly at the Ziying Sword that flew back and landed in front of him, his face was shocked, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

At the same time, he was also afraid.

If Gao Yangli had activated this Ziying Sword at the beginning, he would definitely die, and he would have been powerless to dodge at all, and he would have been completely unable to defend against it.

Fortunately......

He used his own desperate stab to interrupt his spell casting.

Although the power of this Ziying Sword is huge, it has a drawback, that is, the casting time is too long.

Thanks to the assistance of the Yin-Yang Mirror, he can silently recite the spell divine pattern in his heart, and complete the recitation as quickly as possible, and this Ziying Sword can take the initiative to absorb the power of Yin and Yang in his own spiritual lake under the intervention of the Yin-Yang Mirror, eliminating the process of self-injection, so that it can be used within five breaths.

Even, even so, it was almost interrupted by the Yuan Shen Halberd that Zhang Yang cast.

I have to say that the strength of this Zhang Yang is too terrifying.

Especially after incarnating into a demon body, the first-grade cultivator who surpassed the Three Realms was completely crushing himself and could not resist it.

But the battle between the monks was like that.

In many cases, the realm cannot represent everything, and the difference in strength may not necessarily determine life and death.

A magic weapon, a talisman, a secret art, a magic circle, or even a vial of erysipelas can change the fate of both sides of the battle.

After recovering some strength, Song Ziyang cautiously reached out and picked up the Ziying Sword and observed it carefully.

After this cast, the Ziying Sword was very different from before.

The dazzling purple light that bloomed all the time began to be restrained, and countless divine patterns were revealed, covering the sword body, and two strange lines also appeared on the hilt, replacing the previous word "Ziying".

And the aura of death that emanates all the time suddenly disappeared for some reason.

In short, this short sword, as if it had changed from the previous publicity, suddenly turned into a deep state, and the entire sword exuded a quiet and clumsy aura outward.

He carefully distinguished it for a long time, but he couldn't understand the true meaning of this flowing divine pattern, so he had to give up and wanted to be included in the Void Ring.

But at this moment, the Yin-Yang Mirror suddenly bloomed with golden light, enveloping the sword body.

In an instant, the Ziying Sword disappeared from his hand.

As soon as his mind moved, his mind sank into the sea of knowledge, and he saw the Ziying Sword suspended above the dry Spirit Lake, standing side by side with the "Lin" token.

"Huh?"

"Incorporated into the body?"

He was stunned for a moment before muttering to himself.

The yin-yang mirror also flew into the body through the cracked eyebrows.

He still doesn't know what the token of "Lin" is for, and he doesn't use the power of yin and yang to nourish it, but just quietly levitates over the sea of knowledge.

Now, there is another Ziying sword.

Okay, let's get a pair.

Thinking of the battle on the top of the mountain, he didn't dare to delay too much here, so he took out the elixir that restored the power of yin and yang, poured it out randomly, stuffed it into his mouth, and began to meditate and recover.

The power of yin and yang is consumed, and for yin and yang warlocks, they are basically wasted.

Because all spells, secret arts, and spirit runes can basically be completed by relying on the urging of the power of yin and yang, unlike a martial artist of the military sect, who is exhausted of blood and qi, and can also be chopped with his physical body.

It only took a quarter of an hour to restore the power of yin and yang to its peak.

In fact, after Xiuwei crossed the shackles of the Tibetan Sea and entered the mountain, the exercises were running all the time, stealing the power of heaven and earth for their own use, which could make the power of yin and yang endless.

But he consumed too much, there was no trickle left, and the speed of natural recovery was too slow.

He got up and stood up, came to Zhang Yang's shriveled corpse, took off the Naxu ring from his finger, and ran towards the mountain before he had time to probe the contents.

It's been so long, and I don't know if Chu Yidao and Li Shaobai can hold it.