120 Relic Hell

Cheng Jun sat cross-legged in the cave, his forehead covered with drops of cold sweat. In front of him, he seems to be a flat river, but in fact, he is going through the period of life and death - because his divine soul is fighting with the possessed sword spirit and the demon bank in the array.

In the Xiaozhu Immortal Sword Array, it was not Cheng Jun who was fighting with the Demon Shore knife to knife and gun to gun, and it was also Cheng Jun.

If Cheng Jun himself faced the Demon Shore, no matter how experienced he was and how changeable his methods were, that is, a few faces, he would inevitably be beaten up, and no armor would be left, because the gap in strength was too big. There is also a saying among the people that the difference in strength and ability between the monks is like mud, and it is not a horizontal battle at all, and it is useless to take tricks.

And Cheng Jun in the formation can collide head-on with the demon bank, which is a sword spirit synthesized by Cheng Jun as the leader of the formation, with his own divine soul as the traction, and the strength of the formation itself.

The power of this sword spirit comes from the magic circle, as long as the magic circle is not extinguished, the power should theoretically be infinite, but it can only use the caste and attack method of the formation itself. It's just because the power of the formation is consumed by the spirit stone, if the spirit stone is exhausted, even the formation will be destroyed, let alone a sword spirit.

However, this is no longer a problem for Cheng Jun, his body is outside, his soul is inside, the situation inside is clear, and the demon bank is not exerting force all the time, he is now fighting against Cheng Jun, Cheng Jun will pull out the space when it is right to create time for the old devil to change spirit stones.

For Cheng Jun, the most important consumption is the consumption of the soul. The Little Zhuxian Sword Formation is certainly a simplified version of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, but the most suitable formation mage to cooperate with should be the foundation building period. Cheng Jun's divine soul is certainly powerful, but it is nothing compared to the foundation building period, that is, it is barely up to the standard. And while controlling the sword spirit, it is really tiring to have to control the operation of the large array, and at the same time to balance the relationship between the sword spirit and the formation.

However, Cheng Jun felt very cool.

I've never had such a good fight since I was reborn.

Because using the formation to cooperate with his own actions was originally Cheng Jun's favorite combat method in his previous life, stepping on his own formation, and holding a special power in his hands, that is the unique tactics of the formation master!

In the past few quarters of an hour, Cheng Jun vaguely touched the feeling of looking at the world in his previous life.

If he could, Cheng Jun would be willing to fight like this forever. But this is impossible, Cheng Jun clearly knows this.

As soon as he came, the patience of the demon shore was coming to an end, and the fish was dead and the net was broken. Second, it's almost time, get ready to get out.

Mo'an was panting for breath, he was really tired.

In his opinion, this chaotic and inexplicable battle has been going on for several hours. God knows how hard it has been for him for such a long time.

This was the first time he had fought head-to-head with someone after he gained supreme power, and he found that it was completely different from what he thought. The guy on the other side, if you talk about strength, it must be inferior to your own, but it seems that there is no crushing gap. The most terrifying thing is the way this man fights.

This guy, he's completely a dominant character here, and he can appear wherever he wants. Look ahead, ignore behind. And the sword in his hand is endless, and he grabs a sword from anywhere. And a sword is another sword, if he is not willing to fight with himself, then with a finger, a group of swords flew over, blocking himself behind the sword wall, and after he knocked down the sword wall, he appeared in front of him again, holding the sword and slashing indiscriminately, forcing himself to be at a loss, almost injured under his sword.

This combination of guerrilla and strong warfare gave him the feeling that a mouse was pulling a turtle and had nowhere to start, so his physical exertion was particularly huge, and he even felt a little out of breath. He even felt that if he continued like this, he would be dragged down.

Faced with such a predicament, Mo'an, who had long been carried away by power, had to start thinking - of course he knew where his advantages were. Although that kid has the energy to fight him head-on, judging from the fact that he avoids a long-term confrontation with himself, his strength must be inferior to his own. But his power is distributed throughout the space, fused with this damn sword array, and his means are endless, and he has no advantage.

He naturally didn't know that Cheng Jun himself didn't have such a big strength at all, all he relied on was the power of the sword array, and the ultimate strength of the sword array, that is, the power of all the spirit stones to draw out the power of the combined force, should be stronger than him, but after one blow, the sword array was abolished. Therefore, Cheng Jun estimated that he adopted a method of consuming less power.

Mo'an believes that if he persists, he should be able to achieve victory, but it will cost a lot. After all, this kid is just one person, and he is chasing two people. He remembered that the cultivation of the other person was even higher than the one in front of him. If you exhaust all your strength to solve one, and the other takes advantage of the situation, can you win again?

"Demon Shore—" Seeing the sword light swaying, "you're going to die." The guy on the other side smiled a mocking smile - mean meaning filled the tip of his tongue, "If there is no other means, you will slowly rot and die here." I won't touch your corpse after death, just let him decompose it fully and leave it in the ground to make fertilizer. I believe this step must be faster than others. ”

Damn it!

The Devil's Shore, the Devil's Shore - now, it's time to show the last hole card.

Mo'an called his name and made up his mind. This time the hole cards, that's the real hole cards, if you can't win this time, then with your invincible dream of martyrdom!

Nine, I have already eaten nine white bone relics, so the last trick can be used.

Come on!

Mo'an stopped suddenly, and with his hands braced, a black shield appeared beside him. He let out a low roar, and his whole body spasmed, and his whole body curled up, his head buried deeply, and his face looked pained.

Cheng Jun frowned, he couldn't judge what happened for a short time, but he knew that it was finally time for the final decisive battle, and his rich experience made him have the best fighting instinct, almost without hesitation, the lightsaber in his hand shot brightly, and slashed towards the demon bank fiercely.

"When-" The sword was in the middle of the shield. It was as if the hood shook and barely shattered at the first time.

Cheng Jun didn't hesitate to slash out a sword again, and the sword body dissolved in the air, leaving only a comet-like sword light, silent and unusually bright!

In an instant, the protective shield disappeared, and the sword blade was pointing at the top of the head of the Demon Shore!

Seeing that the long sword light wrapped around the blade of the sword was about to slash at the top of the Demon Bank, the Demon Bank suddenly raised his head, and on his face, all the remaining muscles were gone, leaving only a complete skeleton. In the place of the two eyes, there were two dark and dark holes, and black flames burned inside.

Cheng Jun suddenly flashed a flash of spiritual light for a moment, and remembered a spell - or a magical power...... "Relic Hell!"

From the mouth of the demon bank, the name was called out word by word, and then a whole cloud of black-red flames was released from the seven orifices of the skeleton.

Cheng Jun made a decision in an instant and yelled: "Open!"

He extracted all the power of the Xiao Xuan Immortal Sword Array—all the power, including the power that maintained the space of the Sword Array, and the space that was originally isolated from the outside world shattered in an instant, revealing the original heavenly light.

The shattering of space represents the end of Cheng Jun's fighting style, he can no longer obtain endless swords from the sword array, or shuttle through the space at will, and even the sword spirit itself has died out in an instant, and only that sword is left between heaven and earth!

The one who controlled the sword was the wisp of divine soul that Cheng Jun originally created the sword spirit.

Split it for me - the golden lightsaber and the hellfire of the relics hell slammed together!

Boom - this is the collision of the real destruction surname, the collision of the flames of hell and the full power of the Xiaozhu Immortal Sword Formation condensed into the extreme!

The huge energy turned the collision into a disaster in an instant, and the huge force erupted in all directions, and the entire space was almost shattered by the vibration, and the heavens and the earth were shaking.

Cheng Jun's body, who was standing directly below, was lucky to leave the center of the explosion for a distance, and in the moment before the explosion, he added the strongest armor technique that he could use now, but unfortunately all this could not prevent him from being caught up in it and being thrown out like an arrow from the string.

At the same time, a huge pain slammed into his head like a sledgehammer, and the pain made his head go blank for a moment. This is a sign of the destruction of his detached soul. Thanks to Cheng Jun, in short, he was cautious, and the separated divine soul was always below the danger line. Otherwise, the destruction of this wisp of divine soul would be enough for him to drink a pot.

Falling heavily on the ground, Cheng Jun closed his eyes and didn't look at the results at all. Because it's useless to look.

The relics hell is the last resort for the carrion corpse that eats the white bone relics, and if the relics hell is destroyed, the rotting corpse will die. But that demonic fire is not easily destroyed, it will only be destroyed when it runs out of power, otherwise it will never be extinguished.

Can all the power of the Xiao Xuan Immortal Array be consumed by collecting his strength?

Yes or no, Cheng Jun couldn't answer. If he can't, he can't help it.

You can't use that much power from the Dao Stage to continue to expend it now.

Now all he can do is, wait.

"Hey, hey, hey......"

There was a burst of laughter, the smoke cleared, and a figure slowly emerged.

This is the Magic Shore, which is different from the Magic Shore just now. Formerly the Devil's Shore was a disgusting rotting corpse, but now, he's a pure skeleton. In a sense, he became pretty.

However, to say that it was a pure skeleton was not true, and on the top of his head, there was a halo of light, about the size of a leather ball, that was pulsing slightly.

"Stupid, self-defeating ants. The skeleton smiled coldly, with a hint of pity in his laughter, although his face was not enough for him to make such a high-end expression of pity, "That sword just now exhausted all your strength, right? ”

Cheng Jun laughed and laughed, he was originally in the Dao Initiation Period, but he borrowed the power of the sword array to look like the foundation building period, the Demon Shore thought that he had fallen back into the Dao Initiation Period after doing his best, if he knew that he, an invincible guy, had been fighting with a junior in the Dao Initiation Period for so long, and even so many embarrassments were due to him, I don't know how he would feel.

Mo'an didn't know what had happened, and after turning into a skeleton, his mind seemed to be clearer, at least he was articulate, and said with a smile: "Are you very proud? Do you think that the sword just now is good and can compete with me? Let me tell you, you are too far behind." See? The relics hell is the essence of the white bone relics, and it is not exhausted even by two percent. Now that you have fallen into the Dao stage again, it will be my shame for me to fight you again. ”

Cheng Jun nodded and said, "That's right, I won't fight you." I'm asking for a substitution. ”

Mo'an was stunned, and then heard someone behind him: "You can really do it, this time it's a big game." ”

(To be continued)