Legend of the Dragon King: The Holy Sword Maker

Chapter 111 Is it a demon?

"Devil? Devil?" Zhao Mingyu held the holy sword tightly, his body tensed, ready to react at any time.

"Roar!"

A ferocious breath came over, and the rotten stench also came to the nostrils.

Zhao Mingyu was surrounded by stars, chanting magic spells, and a magic circle appeared at the devil's feet.

Five different elemental crystals lined the corners of the pentagram magic circle, and with the help of external force, Zhao Mingyu chanted at a faster speed.

The vitality of heaven and earth gathered, and the demon released huge black mud inside. Countless evil spirits and twisted arms attacked the sealing formation, making creepy screams and the sound of the formation being swallowed.

"Fu!" The little white beast controlled the demon at a critical moment.

"Five Elements Seal..." Zhao Mingyu let out a foul breath. It could be regarded as a combination of divine Taoism and magic. Mei Lin had seen it before, and Zhao Mingyu used it with reluctance.

Zhao Mingyu drank the potion and said, "Evil Soul Master, the capture was successful! You did a good job Fufu."

The little beast nodded on Zhao Mingyu's shoulder in response.

A drop of sweat dripped from Zhao Mingyu's head: "The next thing will be easy, ah, it's finally over, it's really exciting."

With the help of this magic circle, Zhao Mingyu was about to use illusion to end all this completely, and the truth surfaced.

Right now!

"Roar!" The demon really got out of the bondage, and countless black burning black mud engulfed the seal!

"what?!"

Zhao Mingyu's face changed, "Could it be sensed by Abyss? How is it possible!"

"Damn it, it was close." Zhao Mingyu patted his thigh angrily, and went all out.

The multicolored rays of light gathered on the holy sword, like the substance, and the blood of the dragon factor was boiling.

Zhao Mingyu's body couldn't bear this power, and the Doukai absorbed the soul power like a whale.

"I never thought that a Soul Sage who just broke through, without a battle armor, would be so powerful! What the hell did he do?"

The bright yellow beams of light crossed and rushed towards the holy sword.

"Holy Sword! Please lend me your strength." Zhao Mingyu said silently in his heart.

Zhao Mingyu looked ahead sharply, took a step forward, raised his hands high and slashed at the demon. The surrounding forest was also helping Zhao Mingyu, and countless lights shone in the forest.

The golden blade has cut through the space, rushing towards the demon who almost ran out of the seal, touching the dirty and evil black mud, as if he could hear the curse of the evil spirit.

"It must be resolved now, once he runs out, it will cause a catastrophe!" Zhao Mingyu gritted his teeth, the situation got out of control, and too much soul power was consumed from the very beginning.

The shining brilliance continued to output demons.

The light emitted by the Holy Sword of the Star, which exorcises evil and shows righteousness, sweeps away all evil, and the torrent of shining light rushes forward indomitably.

One second!
Two seconds!

Three seconds!

……

Six seconds!

"Ah!" In the short few seconds, the demon kept howling and struggling, but the light was still judging him, burning his soul power.

Zhao Mingyu let go of his hands, the holy sword fell to the ground, and he knelt on the ground. The powerful energy output and the terrifying consumption made his body almost skinny.

The demon, lingering on his last breath, was lying in the huge hole, and the next step was to compare the recovery speed of both sides.

"Is it not possible? Sure enough, the real name has not been liberated, and the power of the holy sword cannot be displayed at all." Zhao Mingyu lay on the ground and sighed.

"Ha! If he recovers first, I'll detonate the soul missile and die together. I'm sorry, Fufu..." Zhao Mingyu reluctantly opened his eyes and looked at the sky, stretching out his withered arms.

The little beast seemed to sense something, and lay curled up next to Zhao Mingyu's head.

"Fu!" The little beast pushed and exposed his red tongue and licked Zhao Mingyu's cheek.

"Thank you, Fufu! I can stop here like this!" Zhao Mingyu felt a force, and barely got up, but when he looked over, he found that the demon (evil soul master) was dead, and he was still alive just now. Just breath.

Finally, when the demon wanted to stand up and end Zhao Mingyu's life, the last light remaining in his body exploded.

"Hahahahaha!" Zhao Mingyu laughed wildly until he was almost out of breath, and then passed out.

Zhao Mingyu really opened his eyes, but found the girl in front of him.

"Is that little boy still alive?" Zhao Mingyu thought first.

"You, you are caring about others even though you have suffered such a serious injury..." the girl said softly.

"Give him the medicine." Zhao Mingyu summoned the medicine, and he recovered a lot.

"How long have you been here?" Zhao Mingyu asked.

"Half an hour, your body recovered so quickly." The girl said in surprise, she kept looking at Zhao Mingyu seriously, and was surprised to find that the wound healed quickly.

"Yeah, I didn't expect so many things to happen in two or three hours, but my efforts were not in vain, at least I prevented the disaster from happening." Zhao Mingyu smiled.

"What's your name?" Zhao Mingyu watched as the girl was feeding the little boy with medicine.

"My name is Jiang Chacha, and this is my younger brother Jiang Ziwu..." Jiang Chacha replied.

"My name is Zhao Mingyu." After Zhao Mingyu finished speaking, he walked towards the evil soul master.

"If you're dead, do you want to show this mocking expression?" Zhao Mingyu looked at the corpse in disgust.

The golden starlight is shining, and the existence of wronged souls can no longer be sensed. Are they free?

Zhao Mingyu used magic to make him a coffin. There was something wrong with this evil soul master, so he kept it. People who don't know Shrek know what's wrong.

Zhao Mingyu drank another bottle of potion: "The body has entered a weak state again, but it's good to win."

"I see that you are also a soul master, what is your level?" Zhao Mingyu asked.

"Level 25 great soul master, 14 years old this year, what's wrong?" Jiang Chacha said weakly.

"Where's your brother?" Zhao Mingyu asked again.

"He's just seven years old, a sixth-level soul warrior." Jiang Chacha said again.

"It seems that the evil soul master and the people he arrested were not too strong." Zhao Mingyu thought while rubbing his chin.

"Your brother's breathing has also stabilized, and his life should not be in danger. Now the world always feels a bit uneasy, so we must pay attention to safety." Zhao Mingyu reminded.

"Benefactor, can I know your age?" Jiang Cha said.

"I'm about a year older than you, not as old as you think, haha." Zhao Mingyu explained.

"Your talent is not bad. If you work hard, you might be able to become a soul sect at the age of 20! That's pretty good." Zhao Mingyu encouraged.

"..." Ginger Chacha, people are more popular than others, completely incomparable.

"Well, I used to practice hard..." Jiang Chacha lowered her head and summoned the Wuhun cat. The animal ears appeared on her head, and two white spirit rings emerged from the bottom of her feet.

"... "

Zhao Mingyu wanted to shake his head when he saw it, the two white soul rings, if they are still white after cultivation to the third ring, then it's basically the end of it.

"Money is also a part of cultivation." Zhao Mingyu sighed.

"Being a soul master is already very good, may I know your cultivation level?" Jiang Chacha said in satisfaction.

"Yes." Zhao Mingyu did not refuse.

Five black spirit rings emerged from the soles of his feet.

"Soul rings, five thousand-year soul rings, how is it possible?" Jiang Chacha said in shock.

Zhao Mingyu ignored it, walked to his brother's side, took a look, he was still too weak.

"We'll stay here for a while before leaving."

I have to explain to Shrek about the evil soul master, Zhao Mingyu has a lot of things to do.

Now the group of them should still be on the high-speed rail, going to various cities to challenge soul masters.

"I didn't feel wrong with the breath just now, but it disappeared after death. I can't feel it anymore. Maybe I need to check it more carefully." Zhao Mingyu thought.

Jiang Chacha leaned against the tree, unable to open her eyes, perhaps because she was safe, she finally fell asleep peacefully.

Zhao Mingyu began to meditate here, and it would take some time for his body to recover.

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