As the soul wood in Nanke's hand shone brighten again, the slightly quiet beast tide that had been shocked by the birth of ten thousand swords before it became violent again.

The huge figure in the depths of the beast tide is still as steady as a mountain.

It was a Qian, the legendary Qianmao.

The reason why the word legend is used is because in the records of Daozang, this kind of demon beast was killed by humans and demons at a great cost as early as countless thousands of years ago, and because this demon beast is extremely powerful, it has become some kind of legend.

The Qianbeast has the powerful combat power of the upper level of the Gathering Stars, although the spiritual sense is not opened, there is no real wisdom, and it cannot be completely equated with the human powerhouses in the Upper Realm of the Gathering Stars, but in the mountains and forests and wastelands where they live, they definitely have the same or even stronger lethality than the human powerhouses of the same realm, because this is an extremely rare demon beast that is good at long-range attacks.

The body of the beast is as large as a mountain, and its body is naturally covered with an extremely hard layer of armor, and the edge of a single horn can break through solid stones.

Its most distinctive feature and most frightening to its enemies is its long, slender, hairy black tail behind it, which hovers in a heap on the ground when it squats, and when it encounters an enemy or prey, the slender tail stands up, wraps around the horn on the top of its head, and becomes a string, and its body becomes a giant bow.

It's a miraculous thing, but what's even more incomprehensible is that the arrows used in this huge mountain-like bow are the tiny hairs on its tail. I don't know what kind of material those black hairs are made of, when they are soft as cotton on the body of the beast, once they are shot out by the tail bow, they become hard as iron, and their speed is like electricity, and there is no way to avoid it!

The realm combat power of the upper level of the Gathering Stars, coupled with such a mysterious and difficult to defend attack means, in the process of conquering the continent by humans and demons, I don't know how many strong people were killed by this terrifying demon beast, and the prestige of the Qianbeast is growing day by day, so that some people begin to wonder if it has the blood of a unicorn in its body. Of course, this conjecture has not been recognized much, I don't know how many demon beasts with only one horn live in the abyss of Yunshan on the mainland, how can a unicorn be such a holy divine object, how can it leave such a murderous descendant?

Looking at the beast beasts in the beast tide that slowly straightened up their huge bodies, as if the mountain peaks were showing on the ground, Chen Changsheng's hand holding the Demon Shuai Banner Sword was a little cold. Dozens of miles away, he seemed to be able to see the eyes of this demon beast, which were a pair of eyes as small as a grain of rice, and there was a faint glow in them, which looked particularly terrifying.

It was just a feeling, but he was sure that this demon beast could see his eyes, otherwise how could he threaten himself from such a distance?

Chen Changsheng knew that this terrifying demon beast would then launch a steady stream of long-range attacks against him, but before dealing with those arrows with infinite power, he had to solve many other problems, such as the faint chirping sound in front of the Divine Dao, and the thunderous sound of ground cracking in the beast tide.

The voice is very weak, and if you don't know how terrible the owner of this voice is, you might think it's a little cute.

Chen Changsheng remembered very well that there was once a powerful demon beast recorded in the Daozang Four Seas Scroll, and it was called like this.

That kind of demon beast is called the earth beast, the body is thin, the fur color is yellow, the fangs and the neck are extremely long, can stand like a human, when running on all fours, extremely fast, and its claws are extremely sharp, it can be said to be indestructible, the temperament is extremely bloodthirsty and cruel, the most like to eat humans, the most terrifying thing is that this kind of monster beast is very good at sneaking and walking, almost like the earth is magical, the whereabouts are extremely difficult to capture, even if it is a much stronger opponent than it, often in an unsuspecting situation, it sneak attack, and then eat alive and die, the picture is extremely tragic。

What made him most wary and uneasy was the thunder in the sea of beast tides.

The thunder was that the ground of the grassland was cracking, not being torn apart by the sword intent, but that there was an infinitely powerful demon beast that was turning over the ground, roaring angrily.

He looked at the terrifying figure like a mountain in the beast tide, and knew that the demon beast was not completely standing up, but was bending down to look for a weapon. The weapon can be a mountain, or it can be a hard rock underneath the squishy dirt, and the bigger and heavier the rock, the easier it is to use.

This demon beast is called the inverted mountain fang, twenty-eight zhang tall, with a long snout and horns, with unimaginable brute strength, when angry, it can even knock down the mountain, and then the hill is a soldier, with gravel as the star, spraying wind like a knife, extremely brave, the third place on the list of Tianji Pavilion Earth Beasts!

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The Qianbeast, the Earth Beast, and the Inverted Mountain Fang, all of which are names that are qualified to enter the Daozang, are all extremely powerful and terrifying demon beasts, which have become legends, or have been forgotten, but who would have thought that when the continent has long been ruled by humans and demons today, there are still their figures in the grassland of Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan's world rules have mandatory requirements for the cultivation realm of human beings, but it doesn't seem to affect these demon beasts, no wonder for hundreds of years, all human cultivators or demons who have entered the sunset grassland have no way to go out, but they have become food for these terrifying demon beasts.

A black hair, coming from the sky, made the Demon Shuai Banner Sword in Chen Changsheng's hand almost get out of his hand, and the chirping sound near the mausoleum and the thunder in the distant grassland entered his ears, making his face extremely pale, but in an instant, he had the feeling of death coming.

Previously, these high-level demon beasts had been silent because of that shadow, but now ten thousand swords were in the air, and Nanke was dancing in the residual rain, they were no longer silent, so three unimaginably powerful auras began to emanate in front of the mausoleum, and then became more and more violent.

Chen Changsheng only had access to the upper realm, and even if the Ten Thousand Dao Remnant Sword was beside him, he couldn't change this. These three demon beasts of the upper level of the stars, regardless of their realm or strength, have a crushing worry, and he is even a little difficult to resist the coercion of the three demon beasts, what should he do?

At this time, in retrospect, they came all the way to Zhouling from the edge of the grassland, if it wasn't for Nanke to follow them, he used soul wood to order those demon beasts not to attack, or they would have died on the road a long time ago, as for why Nanke didn't let those demon beasts lead the way? They have some kind of conjecture.

"These monsters don't necessarily listen to you. ”

Chen Changsheng looked at the huge shadow in the sky, imagining the legendary demon beast behind the shadow that had already stepped into the divine realm in half a step, and after a moment of silence, he looked at Nanke and said.

The remnant rain fell from the broken clouds in the sky, ticking, Nanke's eyes closed, black hair dancing wildly behind her petite body, and the soul wood hovering in front of her, brighter and brighter, as if to become transparent, ignoring his words, or not hearing at all.

The beast tide continued to sweep towards the mausoleum, and the nearby grassland, which had just been dyed blood-red, was soon covered by a black sea again.

The eerie chirp grew fainter and weaker, not that the terrifying earth creature was far away, but rather that it was preparing to attack.

In the grassland water, he finally found a stone ridge several feet long, stood up straight, and a hill appeared in the beast tide.

Behind the black sea, the beast watched the mausoleum in silence, the rice-grain-like beast's eyes emitted a ghostly light, falling on Chen Changsheng's body, its thin tail curled up with a single horn on the top of its head, extremely tight, at least thousands of black hairs, densely arranged on it.

Chen Changsheng couldn't defeat these three high-level demon beasts, but he had no fear, his eyes were still bright, like the brightest point of light in the ten thousand remnant swords in the air around the mausoleum.

Around the mausoleum, the cold wind is slight, and ten thousand swords are swaying.

In the distance, the tide of beasts is like the sea, and the big beasts are like mountains.

The Shanhai Sword flew back in front of him, shaking slightly.

The movement and stillness are not suitable, and the sword beast will eventually fight.

If these remnant swords go their own way, compete with the tide of beasts, and scatter bravely, they will probably fall one after another and be wiped out soon.

But now, here he is.

All swords are armies, or soldiers, or forwards, or middle battles, he is a general.

How should he lead Ten Thousand Swords to fight this battle?

He didn't know. Even though he had read through the Daozang since he was a child and memorized all the countless cultivation secrets treasured in the National Education Academy, it was still impossible for him to learn ten thousand swordsmanship. No one has been able to do that. So, how should he harness these ten thousand swords and let these swords exert their maximum power?

He held the yellow paper umbrella and felt the message from the sword intent.

Entering the grassland, coming to Zhou Ling, the sword pool was born, and all the qiē were related to that sword intent.

Or, that's the answer.

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He sensed the arrogance and composure of that sword intent.

Pride and composure are two completely different feelings, and even faintly resistant, and it is basically impossible to appear on the body of a sword or a person at the same time.

What was a little strange was that Chen Changsheng felt that he was very familiar with the arrogant and calm mixed situation in this sword intent. It's not the kind of familiarity that I memorize like Ichizo, but the real familiarity, the familiarity that I have seen with my eyes, felt with my heart, and even fought with it.

Very simply, he figured it out, this was the sword intent of Lishan, and he had felt it in the bodies of those young geniuses who left the mountain - Guan Feibai was arrogant and conceited to the point of indifference, Gou Han's food was calm and gentle and amiable, Liang Banhu was silent and credible, and all three of the seven rooms were possessed.

It turned out that this sword intent came from Lishan, and he looked at the yellow paper umbrella in his hand and was silent.

Up to this point, he still didn't know that this sword intent belonged to the legendary Heaven Covering Famous Sword, but he knew what he should do.

Even if Zhou Dufu is resurrected, it is impossible to use ten thousand sword intents to control the ten thousand sword remnants to cast ten thousand sword techniques, and he can't, but he can use this sword intent from the mountain to control the ten thousand sword remnants sword to use the ten thousand sword techniques from the mountain, the only problem that needs to be solved is how he can control the ten thousand dao divine consciousness at the same time.

Only one problem needs to be solved, and that problem is often the most difficult problem to solve. Even the most whimsical palace metaphysician would not think that anyone would be able to divide the divine consciousness into ten thousand realms, and there was no need to try, but Chen Changsheng wanted to give it a try.

He held the handle of the yellow paper umbrella in his left hand, his divine sense was swift, and he used the sword intent in the umbrella to disperse into the sky around the mausoleum, and instantly came into contact with those remnant swords, and clearly felt the residual sword intent in those remnant swords, those sword intent was already tired or weak, and some sword intent was even faint and difficult to find.

He respectfully and firmly asked those sword intents to give way for the time being, and to hand over the control power.

The domineering sword agreed.

Reserved as a sword, he agreed.

The ten thousand sword swords in the sky around the mausoleum all agreed.

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(There's another chapter.) ）