hey demon

Chapter 617
Under the night, the pungent smell of blood filled the air, and two headless corpses stood in the void.

Hum, the sword light dissipated, and the figure re-condensed. Looking at the corpses of Sang Luo and the dumb woman, Zhang Chunyi frowned slightly. As he expected before, although Sang Luo possessed extremely powerful power in a short period of time, but for this The control of a force is obviously not enough.

Having clarified this point and seized the opportunity, Zhang Chunyi directly slashed a sure-kill sword, cutting both the body and the soul. Although his cultivation level is only the Six Tribulations Yang God, it can be completely compared with his full strength. Those Yang Gods of the Seven Tribulations.

And the result was just as he expected, caught off guard, Sang Luo, who had great power but could not be mastered delicately, was beheaded by him directly.

"Beheaded her body but failed to kill her soul. The White Lotus Demon has extremely strong soul defense power, and her body is also different, not an ordinary body of flesh and blood."

Looking at Sang Luo's headless corpse, Zhang Chunyi looked solemn. He was sure that Sang Luo was not dead, but he didn't make a second sword, because it was meaningless and would put himself in danger. Law won't give him a second chance.

And at the next moment, an invisible coercion pervaded, like a sleeping giant awakened, bathed in golden flames, flesh and blood regenerated, and a new head grew out of Sang Luo's headless corpse.

"Zhang Chunyi."

Opening her eyes and looking at Zhang Chunyi, Sang Luo's seemingly calm eyes concealed raging anger. Although she did not die, the fact that Zhang Chunyi beheaded her made her feel extremely humiliated, and the dumb woman died , died cleanly, body and soul perished, leaving no life left.

"It actually left an indelible scar on my divine body. It's really a sharp sword, but that's okay, it's a warning to me."

Whispering softly, touching his neck with his fingertips, there was an indelible sword mark there, and a terrifying power was slowly released from Sang Luo's body.

Huh, the golden flame rises up, illuminating the darkness, and an illusory, red-faced fangs, dark golden eyes, and four-armed shadow of a god and demon manifests behind Sang Luo, and gradually merges with her The figures overlap.

Seeing such a scene, a feeling of deja vu emerged, and his expression was solemn. Zhang Chunyi finally knew where the strangeness of the other party's physical body came from.

"Is it similar to the fairy body of a pseudo-immortal? Or is it a divine body? No wonder Wusheng still survived after his head was cut off. If it wasn't for Wusheng's sword that used the power of Yuantu's Dao Seed just now, there might even be a scar left No more."

Although the false immortals are not immortals, they already have part of the essence of immortals, which is qualitatively different from ordinary people. It is impossible to hurt them with ordinary means, let alone kill them. At most, they will consume their strength, because Dao marks exist on their bodies.

For this, Zhang Chunyi has a clear understanding, because his second soul, Wu Mian, also has similar characteristics, but Wu Mian's body is engraved with the soul and water element dao marks, while Sang Luo's body is engraved with fire element dao mark.

It was at this time, as if a roar from ancient times sounded, the sky was ignited and turned into a scarlet red, and a shadow of a god and demon stood between the sky and the earth, holding a millstone in his hand, and the sacred breath flowed from his whole body. For a moment, the whole world seemed to be moving according to her will, and this movement attracted the attention of the entire southeast Kyushu.

"The body of a false fairy, and a complete fairy fire, is this your reliance?"

Standing in the void, Zhang Chunyi's eyes moved slightly as he looked at the millstone in Sang Luotuo's hand.

It looks like a big mill, its whole body is pitch black, engraved with ancient scriptures one by one, surrounded by wisps of turbid air, exuding an indescribable thickness, although it has not been intentionally stimulated, its weight has already suppressed the void There was a distortion, like a real fairy.

However, Zhang Chunyi knew that its essence was actually a fairy fire, but it was only condensed into the shape of a utensil by the power of supernatural power, which fully demonstrated Sang Luo's control over the flame at this time.

"Zhang Chunyi, die with peace of mind, no one can save you this time, not even that cultivator Chunyang."

Manifesting the body of a god and demon, his dark golden eyes seemed to be burning with a sea of ​​flames. Looking at Zhang Chunyi, Sang Luo made no secret of his killing intent.

Although her current strength has not been raised to the peak because of Hu Keyou's introduction of wolves into the house, with the help of the power of faith and divine enlightenment, she still raised her own strength to a level comparable to that of a monk in the Pure Yang Realm.

The most important thing is that she has the divine favor bestowed by the God of Rongyan. She has initially cultivated a divine body, which is unmatched by other pure yang monks or the supreme demon king, not to mention that she also has a real fairy fire.

In the current Middle-earth, and even the Taixuan Realm, she still has some scruples about those pseudo-immortals who are hidden from the world, because only these people can really hurt her.

Seeing such a scene, Zhang Chunyi retreated decisively without the slightest hesitation.

"Your current opponent is not me."

Sudden acquisition of powerful power, although Sang Luo lacks in control, but power is power, when this power is strong enough, Zhang Chunyi can only avoid the edge temporarily, and he has already tried all the information he can test.

Seeing Zhang Chunyi who was about to run away in the form of sword light, Sang Luo showed a hint of sarcasm on his face.

"You know nothing about the power of the gods."

The power in his body boiled, and the sinking plate evolved from the earth's turbid fairy fire sprouted in his hand, and each Daowen was lit up. Sang Luo was ready to shoot with all his strength, and completely buried Zhang Chunyi without giving him any vitality. Shrouded by her aura, the other party had nowhere to escape, but at this moment, a sense of crisis descended, forcing her to stop her movements.

In the next moment, the roar sounded like the roar of ten thousand thunders, and there was a rolling wave, sweeping from an extremely far away place, and collided with the power manifested by Sang Luo. In an instant, water and fire clashed, and the two waves were equally terrifying The power of the two collided, the sky cracked, half of it turned into blue, and half into crimson.

Feeling that her control over the outer world was being divided, Sang Luo's expression darkened, but she was still fearless. She was actually prepared for this. It was true that she wanted to kill Zhang Chunyi, but it was true to force Longhushan to kill Zhang Chunyi. It is also true that a Yangshen cultivator appeared.

"Have you come? But what can it do? If it hinders the great cause of the divine religion, even the pure Yang cultivator will perish."

Holding the plate of sinking in his hand, a figure was reflected in his eyes, and the murderous intent in Sang Luo's heart was burning.

(End of this chapter)