Let the system try to save the world

On the devastated battlefield, flames were burning and black smoke was everywhere.

This new peach wood sword seemed to contain endless power, and Qin Xu couldn't help but feel a little more fearful.

Shen Anzhi stood in the center of the battlefield, his eyes were cold and sharp, revealing an endless murderous intent.

He raised his hand and drew a rune out of thin air.

"A thousand evils and filth will be purified by water."

"The Demon King restrains his hands and guards me."

"The divine soldiers are as urgent as the law!"

“Demon Ancestor of Silent Destruction… come!”

"Damn it, it's another ghost!" The white dragon swooped down quickly, its body flashing like lightning, waving its dragon claws, creating a strong airflow.

Shen Anzhi's body seemed to gradually merge with the darkness. His strength continued to grow, and every time he swung his sword, a black energy wave was created.

"I want to see!" Qin Xu's fighting spirit was also aroused, "Xitong dared to ask the Heart-Shaping Demon to possess him because the Heart-Eating Demon has no entity."

"You are so brave, you dare to invite the Devil Ancestor of Silence who has been sealed for ten thousand years!"

"I don't need to do anything. The body of the Silence Demon Ancestor has already been annihilated. He will devour your consciousness in a few breaths."

"Really?" Shen Anzhi said softly, "Isn't this a good opportunity to tell him...I have never been his property."

Shen Anzhi's movements were agile and swift. He leaped into the air and followed Bai Long like a shadow.

Every time the peach wood sword was swung, it brought up a sharp sword energy, leaving a deeper crack on the dragon scales.

Shen Anzhi is different from Xitong. This body contains only the soul of an ordinary human.

A001's soul had already tempered that body to be immune to all poisons, and a heart-eating demon was not enough to make him feel pressured.

Shen Anzhi was different. This body could not withstand a glance from the Demon Ancestor of Annihilation at all. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his organs showed signs of failure.

He had to fight quickly.

Shen Anzhi, or Shen Fuguang's swordsmanship is as agile as a ghost, sometimes as swift as thunder, sometimes as gentle as breeze.

His attacks were accurate, and every strike was like a thundering blow.

The light of the Qinxu scales gradually dimmed. The dragon's body was covered with wounds, and the blood gradually dyed its scales red.

The dragon head drooped, his eyes revealed pain and helplessness. Qin Xu clenched his teeth, trying to hold on to the last glimmer of hope in his life. He wanted to pull out the invitation and run away several times.

He felt the increasingly powerful dark energy emanating from Shen Anzhi and secretly made up his mind.

This boy must not be allowed to stay for long, or he will become a serious threat to the master in the future!

Seeing that Qin Xu's movements gradually turned into defense without attack, Shen Anzhi flipped his palm and summoned out black demonic energy, which condensed into chains in an attempt to bind the white dragon in the darkness.

The chains continued to tighten, and Shen Anzhi's attacks became more and more fierce. Every slash could tear through the air and bring up a dark whirlwind.

The hot blood from the wound on Shen Anzhi's forehead soaked his eyes, making his vision bloody red. The orchid mark between his eyebrows became even more dazzling red. The whole person was like a bloodthirsty demon, and his fighting posture was even more terrifying.

His robes rustled in the war wind, and the peach wood sword in his hand was completely black, with blood-red runes flashing on the sword.

Qin Xu gradually realized what kind of existence the Demon Ancestor of Extinction, who was known together with the Goddess Yaoguang, was.

His fighting style is legendary, his name is synonymous with fear. On the battlefield, he is invincible.

He is the king among the demons and the ancestor of all demons.

But the dragon's majesty...still cannot be violated.

Amid the flames of battle, a huge white dragon hovered majestically in the sky.

The white dragon swooped down from the sky at an incredible speed.

A dragon roar resounded throughout the battlefield, and the white dragon opened its huge mouth and spewed out a powerful breath of frost.

The frost condensed into ice cones and poured down like raindrops, freezing the scattered demonic energy into dark abstract ice sculptures.

The white dragon was agile and dodged Shen Anzhi's attacks nimbly. It landed on the ground and slammed the ground with its tail, causing an earthquake-like shock wave and repelling the incoming energy.

There was a flash of fanaticism and ferocity in Shen Anzhi's eyes, which was exactly the same as that of the Demon Ancestor.

Shen Anzhi was surprised to find that he was also enjoying the thrill of battle. The enemy's fear and despair filled his heart with satisfaction.

He couldn't help but burst into laughter, and the anger and anxiety that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time finally found a way to vent.

How I hate having your blood flowing in my veins, father!

Only when I became you, did I feel your power!

Shen Anzhi spat out a mouthful of blood. The feeling of suffocation from the brink of death and the adrenaline rush during the battle made him feel alive like never before.

"So this is the feeling of standing at the top, so cool!" Swordsmanship, or maybe it's a dance on the brink of life and death.

The sword dance drew magical arcs on the battlefield, and every slash was a duel of life and death. His fighting power was unmatched, and his presence made people feel the shadow of death.

Shen Anzhi's battle will not end today. He will continue to wreak havoc on the battlefield, and his sword dance will continue to bring about a dark storm that will cover the heads of the Xuanmen people.

I will learn from you, imitate you, replace you, and then...

Kill you!

Shen Anzhi will not be the second Demon Ancestor of Nirvana, nor will he be the second Shen Fuguang.

The two faced each other with as much momentum as a mountain.

Shen Anzhi wielded the sword and slashed at the white dragon's body. The sword light streaked across the night sky like a meteor.

The figures of the demon cultivators and the dragons intertwined in the air, and the sword light and dragon breath intertwined into a spectacular picture. Every collision brought a huge impact, causing the entire ground to tremble.

Shen Anzhi let out an angry roar, and his skin began to crack. Powerful dark energy gathered on the peach wood sword. He used all his strength and swung the peach wood sword hard, piercing straight into the white dragon's heart, like a black lightning streaking across the sky.

The white dragon opened its huge mouth and blew out a breath of blazing fire. The flame was like a flaming giant sword, instantly burning away all the evil spirits in the peach wood sword. The sword had only a little strength left, and it hit the scales on Qin Xu's chest with a clang.

This time, Shen Anzhi could no longer withstand Qin Xu's attack. The light in his eyes gradually dissipated, and he suddenly fell from the sky like a bird with a broken wing.

Qin Xu breathed a sigh of relief, and his aura gradually returned to calm. He turned into a human form, and there was not much relief after the victory in his eyes.

A young human under the age of twenty, although using external objects, was able to fight him on equal terms in the end.

This is not something to brag about.

Qin Xu confirmed the direction where Shen Anzhi fell and moved his feet. He had to see Shen Anzhi's body with his own eyes.