Chapter 147: Demon Ancestor

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Originally, Pang Sigong thought that a human had returned to the city. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info However, when the divine sense swept over the city, he was silent, and then he became angry.

He saw dozens of human corpses, naked~ hanging naked at the head of the city!

In the past, there was a suffocating silence everywhere in the Sword Spirit Continent. Everything was deserted, the city became a hill, and for two days it became a wasteland. Even if there are a few who survive, they are still surviving and do not know where to hide.

And what I came to see this time was no longer a barren scene, but a ......

Slaughter!

This only means one thing, and that is that the demon clan has entered the Sword Spirit Continent in a big way. That's why all the humans who were hiding were found and killed.

Pang Sigong only had a slight turn of his mind, and immediately understood why this was. It must have been the ice phoenix that he captured the seal last time! Presumably, that ice phoenix had already entered the Feng clan's sight, so he would send an army to search and retaliate.

But so what?

Pang Siji's divine sense spread majestically, and almost instantly, he could see all the movements within a thousand miles.

At this time, behind Pang Sigong, teams of sword cultivators appeared. They looked blankly at this dead and silent world, without a trace of human ......

This is their hometown!

Without saying a word, or even speaking, the monks dispersed in a tacit understanding. Yao Hai took the lead and flew towards the sea of the abyss with a hundred monks, including two Jindan sword cultivators. Their mission is to exterminate the demon clan in the teleportation array, occupy it, and set up a defense line. It's been so long, God knows if the demon pawn has communicated with this teleportation array, and he has to guard against it.

Xu Yiyang only followed Pang Si's side. All he had to do here was to watch, which was also what Pang Si Gong meant. Although this disciple fought all the way out of the corpse mountain and sea of blood, after all, the fighting methods of the cultivation world were completely different from those in the small world.

Those previous mindsets must be discarded.

In the distance, I saw a group of monks walking with swords. One ray after another, lined up in a horizontal line in the air, rushed forward.

The blood was surging, Xu Yiyang roared, and the light dust sword flew out, rushing forward all the way and entering the array.

Beside him was a sword cultivator who looked to be in his thirties. He glanced at Xu Yiyang, a smile appeared on his face, and nodded lightly: "Pay attention to vigilance!"

Xu Yiyang nodded, and his divine thoughts immediately spread.

The sword cultivator frowned: "That's how you went to the battlefield?"

Xu Yiyang was dumbfounded: "What?"

The sword cultivator sighed, shook his hand, and suddenly, a stack of colorful talismans appeared in his hand. Then, Xu Yiyang saw his hand move, and suddenly, a force of color shrouded himself in it.

Suddenly, a colorful light shrouded Xu Yiyang. Xu Yiyang curiously reached out and poked his finger, but found that the mask was unusually tough. Before he could react, the light mask shrank sharply, instantly blending into his body and dissipating.

Xu Yiyang was a little inexplicable, but he also knew that that person would not harm himself. Sure enough, almost instantly, Xu Yiyang felt the changes in his body.

It seems that there is a force swimming in the skin, and his defense seems to be greatly improved. In addition, the sea of knowledge is cool, the operation of divine thoughts seems to be much smoother, and the circulation of true yuan is also more rapid.

Those talismans have comprehensively improved their abilities!

Xu Yiyang's heart moved, and for the first time, he fully realized the role of the talisman. He realized that his strength was at least half as good as before!

"It's a fight. The man didn't even look at Xu Yiyang, "So, remember, the lion fights the rabbit, do your best!"

Xu Yiyang was awe-inspiringly taught.

As he was moving forward, suddenly, an order sounded: "Out of the sword!"

With just one order, almost instantly, Xu Yiyang heard a crisp but deafening sword roar!

Thousands of monks, all out of the sword!

That momentum shocked the heavens and the earth!

Xu Yiyang was also in a hurry, his mind moved, and two light dust swords appeared in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, in front of the row of monks, a group of lights stood out together, murderous and cold!

There was some confusion about why, Xu Yiyang was puzzled, and when he saw it, he suddenly saw several flying swords in front of him, and suddenly he was full of brilliance. Immediately, it turned into several rainbow shadows and slashed towards the trees below.

A sharp and poignant trombone suddenly sounded!

Xu Yiyang was stunned for a moment, and before he could make a move, he saw a sudden glow in the air in front of him, and thousands of flying swords fell together, intertwined into a net, and suddenly covered it.

Pang Sijun was behind, looking at everything with his divine sense, and couldn't help but nod approvingly.

In order to change the situation that the sword cultivation attack power is the first in the world, but it is more in their own battles, Pang Sigong gathered the sword cultivators from the Sword Spirit Continent and trained them in a unified manner, in order to be able to form a stronger combat power.

In the large-scale battle of the Ten Thousand Mines Mountain Range, the lineup of thousands of sword cultivators really couldn't see anything. Now, in the Sword Spirit South Road, such a stroke immediately showed great power.

I saw the flying sword turn into a rainbow shadow, intertwined and shuttled, forming a huge net and enveloping it. Then, there were several black smokes, which rose rapidly into the sky and hit the net.

In an instant, the rainbow light condensed, revealing the shadow of the sword, gathering and twisting.

Suddenly, everything dissipated, and the next few black shadows, as soon as they showed their shape, were crushed into a sky of blood mist.

Xu Yiyang was a little in a hurry. However, these sword cultivators have been training together for I don't know how long, how can he keep up with him when he first arrives?

Therefore, Xu Yiyang sadly found that he could only be a bystander.

While he was thinking wildly, he suddenly noticed that a brilliant light suddenly shot up from the woods below. The large net formed by the condensation of those flying swords was defeated and dissipated with just one contact.

"Slash!" Xu Yiyang did not hesitate, and immediately shot out with the sword trick in his heart, and the two light dust swords shot out at once.

The brilliance was gloomy green, dazzling with an eerie chill. Soaring into the sky, the moment he defeated the sword net, he encountered Xu Yiyang's two flying swords.

Xu Yiyang slowed down, but in terms of timing, it was just right!

A roar of rage erupted again in the brilliance, and a brilliant ice pick suddenly burst out from it, meeting two light dust swords at once.

With a soft sound, the flying sword that Xu Yiyang bombarded out was suddenly thrown far away.

It was only a momentary delay, but the brilliance dissipated suddenly, revealing a figure that let out a cry of rage and despair.

Xu Yiyang didn't have the heart to pay attention to the figure, because at this moment, in the sea of his knowledge, a cold snort suddenly sounded: "You idiot!"

This voice belonged to Pang Sigong, and the sword box that was about to speak was scared.

Xu Yiyang was a little puzzled, and then he heard Pang Si Gong say angrily: "You are a monk, not a swordsman from the Sword Spirit Continent!

Directly becoming a foundation building monk, and then advancing to the Mingguang Realm, and then officially entering the cultivation realm, there are still many drawbacks! One of them is that the monks of the Mingguang Realm are still mortals with a fighting mentality.

"Divine thoughts, divine thoughts!" Pang Sizhi's voice, like Hong Zhong Dalu, echoed endlessly in Xu Yiyang's sea of knowledge.

Xu Yiyang suddenly realized.

Before, he released two flying swords, but he just tried to infuse the true yuan into them, and he didn't integrate the divine thoughts into them at all......

Xu Yiyang was reviewing his measures, but the queue was sluggish and launched an attack. I saw a flash of brilliance in the team, and suddenly, two rays of brilliance flew out quickly: "Find a demon ancestor, kill it!"

It was Liding who attacked, as well as Chihai!

A Yuanying Sword Cultivator was the main attacker, while Chihai was on the sidelines. Although it is said that a demon ancestor wants to kill a mere Jindan monk, it is like playing, but ...... When faced with a Yuanying monk, Brother Jindan's strategy to sneak attack was so vicious.

Li Ding's blow, the demon ancestor did not hesitate to raise his hand and released a cloud of pitch-black light, which resisted Li Ding's flying sword slash in one fell swoop. Then, he saw that he was covered in mist, opened his mouth, spit out an emerald green light, and bombarded the red sea.

It's just that, at this moment, the rest of the sword cultivators have already attacked again!

I saw a few Jindan sword cultivators, shouted, and the flying sword slashed out. The rest of the sword cultivators' flying swords followed, and suddenly, a brilliant flying sword dragon appeared in the air, roaring towards the demon ancestor.

Chihai's flying sword was suddenly bombarded by the emerald green light, and then flew upside down. And Chihai also opened his mouth in response, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. His flying sword was hit hard, and under the mental connection, he was instantly injured. However, such an injury was not very serious—under the attack of the Yuanying Cultivator, how could the Demon Ancestor be able to deal with him with all his strength?

If there is no Liding attack, then Chihai's trip is to find death. That Demon Ancestor's blow would definitely be able to shatter its flying sword, so ...... Chihai is a sword cultivator, the flying sword is destroyed, and half of his life is gone.

Now, this demon ancestor is the tiger who fell into Pingyang and was bullied by dogs. Chihai's flying sword had just been thrown, and the monks' attack had arrived.

Xu Yiyang was dumbfounded.

I saw that the demon ancestor was covered in mist, and a pillar of light was connected to the emerald green light. That ray of light immediately condensed very, knocking the dragon head of the flying sword and dragon into the air.

However, one after another flying swords bombarded down......

Under the continuous blows, the emerald green light gradually dimmed, and finally collapsed and dissipated. Then, the flying sword bombarded its body......

The mist that shrouded his body was slashed by the flying sword, but in an instant, it became weaker, revealing his body.

In particular, Chihai forcibly suppressed the injury and urged the flying sword again......

Several Jindan sword cultivators, in turns, impacted, coupled with the constant bombardment of other monks, even if it was a demon ancestor, they had no choice but to hate on the spot.

The thick light shield around the demon ancestor was cut off little by little, and the spiritual treasures, magic weapons, and even magic weapons that were released were bombarded by the hard turns until the spiritual light was lost, and the last scream fell to the ground.

Those flying swords gradually shattered the armor on the demon ancestor's body, and then broke through the skin...... Blood began to pour out, then to splatter, and finally to a wellspring.

A demon ancestor was torn apart alive in front of everyone's eyes like this!

Xu Yiyang even saw a beast shadow like green smoke flying out of the broken corpse in a panic, but before it could make any moves, several flying swords had already turned into rainbow shadows, only twisted, and a terrible scream came out, and everything fell into a dead silence.

It's a long story, but in reality, it's just a flash of light. The monks cooperated with each other tacitly, and the blows were so dense that even the demon ancestors couldn't free their hands.

After that, the front moved forward again.