The shattering of the statue made the two people present except Chu Yi stunned.

Especially the Sword Spirit, this is no ordinary statue. The material of this statue is not ordinary stone, but the iron of the gods.

This kind of divine iron, even the power of destruction cannot destroy it in the slightest.

This is what the sword spirit is looking for, in order to make this sculpture not decay and not weathered over the years.

It is precisely because of the extremely difficult damage of the Heavenless Divine Iron that the sword spirit can be molded into its shape, but it cannot carve the heroic posture of the demon lord.

How can such a sculpture be damaged?

This collapsed and shattered, and it seemed that this statue could not withstand the worship of the demonic clone.

"Oh my God! this is heaven-damned! My lord! Little Sword is sorry for you!" the sword spirit said in a trembling voice, almost crying.

If it weren't for the sword's inability to shed tears, it would have been full of water at this moment.

“.......”

The demonic clone didn't expect this demon lord statue to be damaged.

"I think... It can also be salvaged. The demonic clone coughed, stood up, and crouched down in front of the fragments of the statue that had fallen to the ground.

He picked up a piece of debris, and a sudden weight hit him, causing his hand to smack.

"It's so heavy, this piece is at least a million tons!"

Among the four great realms, under the destiny of heaven, only hope that the two of them can compete with the demon lord, but they can't let our lord bow his head, even if it's a taboo, he can't let my lord bend down. There are only two people. ”

"That's the Emperor, and the one... , could it be that you are the emperor reborn?"

The boy's voice was slightly trilled, with anger and horror.

"You're saying that my worship is because the demon lord can't bear it, so it collapsed?" I was also stunned when I heard this sentence.

"Nonsense! Otherwise, how could the statue of the Demon Lord made of godless iron be easily damaged?"

As the words fell, the sword spirit exclaimed again.

"Damn! This is a puppet of hopelessness! How can you expect a puppet of heartlessness! You can't be wrong, you are the emperor! Otherwise, how can you expect a puppet of heartlessness. ”

Sword Spirit said three times in a row about the unintentional puppet, obviously surprised to see this puppet.

“......”

The demonic clone shook his head. Said: "I'm not an emperor, as for this puppet, it's because I got the Yanshi Lu of Wangwuxin." ”

"Impossible, if you just get the inheritance of Wang Wuxin, how can you let the statue of my lord be shattered?

The demonic clone groaned slightly, as if he understood something.

"Sword Spirit Senior, can you let me go somewhere? When you get there, you may understand. ”

"Where are you going? You don't want to kill the sword, do you? The sword master can... I'm not afraid of you!" the sword spirit's tone had betrayed him, obviously terrified.

“......”

The demonic clone was speechless, this sword spirit had obviously suffered a big loss at the hands of the emperor, otherwise he would not be so frightened.

"Don't resist. When the demonic clone spoke, he stretched out his hand and waved.

The sword spirit was stunned when he heard this, and then he scolded and said, "Are you stupid to be a sword master?

"My lord, I'm sorry for you, your inheritance... Xiaojian didn't protect it, he was still rejoicing just now, thinking that your Dao system and wishes were finally continued!"

"Xiaojian deserves death! Rather than let the emperor reincarnate and catch him, he would rather break it to pieces! When Xiaojian breaks out of the encirclement, he will find a piece of divine iron that is harder than Xiaojian and die head-on!"

The night sky is full of the sky, and the heart is all over the curtain. On the lower level, again the white clouds are frivolous. The earth below is a red fire.

In the midst of the fire, there is verdant greenery.

Before the sword spirit could react, it had already arrived in another world, and it was flying out.

Its speed is so fast that even the demonic clone is hard to detect.

"Don't disturb the meditation wall of the deity viewing the sea. ”

In the bamboo forest below, a white-haired man dressed in white sat cross-legged. In front of him, a scroll of painting hung open.

The deity closed his eyes, but in his eyes was a thick firework, and his color could compete with the bright moon in the sky.

"It seems that the deity is already almost done. The demonic clone withdrew his gaze and looked at the southern sky.

The great sword had disappeared from the south, and was now nowhere to be seen.

The demonic clone shook his head and reached out and pressed forward.

Chu Cheng is in charge of the Primordial Stone, and in this primordial space, with a movement of his mind, he can fight and change the stars. He's in control.

Under this press, there was no fluctuation around the week. But a black light flew past him.

"Here, how is it not like the Immortal Court?" As soon as the sword spirit noticed the difference in the four places, the next moment he saw a black cloth in front of him, and he immediately exclaimed.

"Damn!

The sword spirit screamed loudly, and in an instant, an invisible force surged towards it from all directions.

The big sword wanted to break through this invisible force, but found that he couldn't break free and was imprisoned by death.

", Sword Master, am I dying soon?"

The Sword Spirit shouted again, and then a warm hand picked it up.

"Take you to meet someone. "In order to clear up the misunderstanding, the demonic clone had to take it to meet that one.

Otherwise, this magic sword will not be used by him.

This is the Demon Lord's natal sword, and the power of a sword is naturally terrifying. If it weren't for the fact that this sword spirit mistook him for the emperor and was frightened, he would have been killed with just one sword.

This kind of divine sword must be used by him, so that his strength can increase several times.

"The Emperor... I'm just a spirit, and my lord hated you back then, but it has nothing to do with me!"

The sword spirit was already frightened, crying and shouting.

“........”

The demonic clone was even more speechless.

The obsession of the demon lord was inherited by it, creating a big dream and refusing to wake up. Its appearance is undoubtedly amazing. Let the demonic clone touch the scene.

But he didn't expect that when faced with a crisis, he would sell his owner.

Fortunately, the demon lord has already fallen for a long time, otherwise I am afraid that I will be angry and break this magic sword, and then erase the spirit of the ten million swords, before I can untie the weapon.

"What I'm going to take you to see is the obsession of the demon lord in this life, and the eternal beauty for him. ”

The demonic clone spoke softly, and the figure had landed on the ground, walking towards a bamboo house.

"Obsession, beautiful?" Sword Spirit was stunned for a moment, and his crying suddenly stopped. Suddenly, I felt the hand that was holding it and it began to tremble.

It was a finger wrapped around a strand of hair, ranging from light to violent.

"No......" Sword Spirit exclaimed.

The demonic clone walked into the room and came to the jade bed.

There lies the peerless elegance of the world.

"Damn!

If there were a pair of eyes on this great sword, it would be very big at this time. If you have a mouth, you can swallow a star with it open.

"She can be said to be my master. The demonic clone looked at the sleeping man and spoke softly.

The words fell, and a bright moon shone on the sky.