"What...... Is it? ”

Li Muchen, who was still in a state of confusion, unconsciously felt that his ankles were numb by this strange tremor.

"What kind of Taoism is this? That person isn't going to stop yet? Wrong... He doesn't look like he's the type to do such a troublesome thing, and if he wanted to, he would have killed me. ”

Li Muchen was a little surprised, but he really couldn't stand the successive changes, so he had to temporarily climb from the rocky ground to a higher part of the mountain to weaken the tremor, and soon found a high reef in the distance, and crouched above and quietly looked down.

The sound and vibration just now seemed to be coming from below, and if you go down, you will definitely hit it, and the top of the cliff should be the only place where you can hide.

What will happen this time?

……

At the moment, in this area below.

A blood-stained sword, covered in immense mana, dragged across the rocky ground.

Every time it dragged out an inch of distance, the long sword poured the long-accumulated mana contained in it into the tip of the sword, and the mana was like a dragon in the nine heavens reversing and rushing straight down, like a divine thunder falling and driving straight in, suddenly rushing into the center of the earth, and then overflowing mana turned over the river and the sea underground, causing the soil of Sihe to be stirred like a dragon and the clouds next to the thunder.

With each step, the dragon roared with rage, the thunder erupted, and the cloud-like rocky ground shook violently, causing all living things within a radius of miles to scatter and await the coming of the heavens.

However, there is no heavenly punishment, only man-made.

Because on the blade of the sword, there are clearly engraved two gilt characters———

Royalty.

Holding the sword of royal power in his hand, the king's hegemony is disheveled, the unguarded beard grows sloppily, and his face is stained with a little dust and mud but he seems to care.

He looked up slightly at the road in front of him, but he didn't seem to look closely, his bloodshot eyes seemed to stare into a void and nothingness.

He couldn't count how many days he hadn't slept for, he didn't know what he had eaten recently, he just felt that everything was convenient, and the corners of his mouth even had a fishy smell.

He had forgotten how many demons he had slain these days, many of them nameless souls, but he tried to keep his sanity and not to do anything to humans.

Even if he treats an unarmed little demon, he will treat the other party as a demon emperor-level powerhouse without reservation, and every time he raises his hand, he will think of a sword move that is at least five steps back in advance, although any one of those moves can instantly kill the powerhouses who are ten million times stronger than those demon clans.

It's all about reuniting with that man one day.

Where is that man now? The kingship does not know.

He didn't care about his state and life, he only knew that when his sword skills were cultivated to the point where he could not be repeated, he would enter the realm of selflessness, and devote himself to the way of the sword, so that he could perfectly integrate the power given to him by the mysterious man wearing the mask and the sword moves that he had cultivated for many years.

Reaching this state is what the hegemony of the king is now pursuing.

And now, in the midst of these hellish asceticisms, the hegemony of the kingship has finally reached this important state.

He often forgets that he is a member of the royal clan, and often forgets that his sword move is called the royal power sword intent, and when the name is shouted by him with the surge of mana, this name has become something like instinct and intuition, and has lost any original meaning.

At the same time, it was only in this state of forgetting himself that he was truly satisfied with the slash he swung, and he really felt that his strength was approaching the peak state.

If he could, how much would he like to see that man now, and see if he was at the limit of everything he gambled on, would his eyelids twitch twice?

Suddenly, the eyes of the royal power and hegemony looked slightly towards the bottom of the mountains not far away.

"Who is it..."

With only the intuition trained in kendo, the royal power and hegemony had already judged the strange atmosphere nearby.

There were people nearby, and there were Taoists who didn't stumble and run away even if they were affected by his mana fluctuations.

One step, two steps, three steps, ten steps.

In front of the king's hegemony, a Taoist appeared, a Taoist who he could never forget in his life.

The mood at the moment can hardly be described as excited or excited, but it is surprisingly quite calm, and the calm is simply terrifying.

When the value of life is all bet on something, and when you face the outcome of this matter, no matter what the outcome is, you will also have a sense of calmness in the face of death.

"Lin Ye, don't come unharmed."

Lin Ye's pupils dilated slightly, and after a while, they contracted back to their original state, and only said lightly:

"What a coincidence."

"yes, fate always does."

"You're not the same as you used to be."

"It's nice to hear you say that."

Although he was completely devoid of oil and salt, the tiger in the heart of the king's hegemony was already grinding his claws.

At this moment, the twelve meridians and the fifty meridians outside the body of the royal power and hegemony have been opened widely, greedily absorbing the extremely deep mana in his body into his body.

Perhaps in the next second, the tiger will leap up from the grass in front of it, crush the arms of its prey with its claws that fall from the sky, and pierce its neck with its canine teeth.

Staring at the royal sword of royal power, Lin Ye always maintained a state of demonic searching, and a ripple appeared in his heart.

Because this is clearly not part of the development in the original.

The strength of the king's hegemony, after using the king's sword, can only barely rank among the little demon emperors at most, even if his eldest son is stronger than him, the king's power is rich and noble, and the demon emperor-level powerhouse can't take any advantage.

But now the mana revealed in his sword blade is not only the little demon emperor?

Even if Shi Kuan and Huandu Qingtian join forces to help, they may not be able to suppress the mana of this sword blade, Rao is the mana of Tu Shanhong's insulating claw, while capturing the world's first magic weapon and abolishing the magic sharpness, it will definitely be severely injured because of pure mana.

This is not the royal sword in Lin Ye's impression, let alone the royal hegemony in Lin Ye's impression - his current strength has long surpassed the realm of the Demon Emperor and has reached the extremely high level of the Great Demon Emperor.

"Don't you draw your sword?"

The king's hegemony simply left behind a sentence full of murderous intent.

"It's so lively as soon as it comes up, don't you talk about the old anymore."

"Let the sword tell us the story."

Looking at the royal power hegemony with red eyes, Lin Ye seemed to feel that the knife behind his back was trembling with excitement, as if he had found an incomparably delicious feast since Shi Kuan, and he couldn't wait to leave Lin Ye's side and overeat.

Gently untie the rope, and the moment the mana on it falls off from Lin Ye's control————

The hegemony of the king is gone.

(End of chapter)