Lord of Eternal Darkness

Li Xiaoming looked at this savior from heaven with a soothing expression on his face.

No matter how powerful the opponent is, as long as this man stands in front, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Yan Beitang picked up the long sword again this time. In the past, he often said that he was not qualified to practice swordsmanship. If he could not defeat the best swordsman in the world, no matter how strong he was in swordsmanship, no one would remember him.

This time, for the safety of everyone and to challenge the legendary gods, he picked up his sword again and became Yan Beitang in his strongest form.

"Teacher Yan, are you here alone?" Li Xiaoming asked slightly puzzled.

Yan Beitang took the wine gourd, raised his head and took a sip, and said casually: "Yes, we felt the energy fluctuations at the top of the tree. Everyone helped me contain a large number of opponents, so I was the first to rush over. Fortunately, I was in time. Get here and you'll be fine. Now stay back and protect yourselves. If a fight breaks out later, I won't be able to take care of you."

Then Yan Beitang's eyes became brighter. He looked at the group of corpses and pulled out the long sword in his hand.

In an instant, a green sword energy passed across the tree and cut off the huge branches of the tree.

He floated slowly, and an unparalleled powerful aura erupted from his body. At this moment, he was as bright as the stars at night, attracting the attention of all the corpses.

Those who had long since died roared unwillingly, and their remaining energy gathered into a cloud. There was a huge energy explosion hidden in it, returning the will of their dead to the grief of the living, and turning this terrible world into a mess. Bury yourself together

"The third form of the Five Spirit Sword Manual, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

Yan Beitang muttered an unknown spell in his mouth, and a powerful hurricane blew around him, making it difficult to open his eyes.

Then the sharp sword in his hand flew up, and then transformed from one to two, from two to three... and continued to multiply. After a while, the entire sky was densely packed with long swords, revealing a sharp cold light and a chilling feeling. The murderous intention!

Li Xiaoming was stunned. Is this the ability of a third-level "immortal cultivator"?

He is worthy of being a top-level master of the Dongxu Realm. One person can stop thousands of troops!

Then the corpse group launched a large-scale charge. At that moment, the mighty corpse group came from all directions, the whole tree was shaking, and the air was filled with violent murderous intent, making it almost impossible to breathe.

"drop!"

Following Yan Beitang's order, swords from the sky fell like raindrops, stabbing the charging monsters continuously. Chaotic roars and wind-sounding explosions formed by the energy of the swords were heard all around.

The rumbling sound was so deafening that people couldn't help but cover their ears.

Yan Beitang was only one person, fighting against a group of nearly 7,000 corpses. There was no fear on his face, only a kingly state of crushing the enemy.

Finally, after a burst of smoke, sword marks and broken weapons remained on the ground. Those corpses finally died again. The mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood probably describe the wall of corpses piled up to more than three meters high here.

No matter how powerful these enemies were, they never got within thirty meters of Yan Beitang.

But there are still too many enemies, and these dead people are not just a bunch of soldiers. Each of them is a transcendent person who has experienced hundreds of battles, or a strange beast with powerful abilities. Even if they die, they still have hidden secrets. Half of his strength in life cannot be underestimated.

If this zombie army is placed outside, it can easily break through any small city.

Of course, if they had tactics, they would definitely not gather together and let humans use high-tech weapons to destroy everything within a thirty-kilometer radius. These lost things lacked wisdom and only relied on instinct to fight. Now they have just returned to the dead. Where you should be.

Yan Beitang ignored the enemies, but his body was trembling, and he could no longer hold the wine bottle in his hand. His clothes were soaked with sweat, and his long hair stuck tightly to the surface of his skin.

It seems that he has reached the point where he has run out of fuel.

After all, there are still too many enemies, and they have already died once. They don't care about pain and wounds at all, and they still have to move forward bravely despite countless sword rains and storms.

On average, it takes twelve swords to kill a monster corpse again. His strongest ability only activated the sword formation eighteen times.

In order to kill all the corpses this time, a total of twenty times must be pushed for division and doubling. Each time it is divided, the body has to bear twice the pressure as before.

In order to come to the rescue as quickly as possible, I also used a secret technique to turn myself into a flowing shadow and teleport a thousand meters away in an instant.

Now that such a large-scale sword formation spell is being used, the spiritual energy in the body cannot support it at all.

In the end, he was exhausted and fell from the air. He supported the sword with one hand and tried to stand up.

In fact, he can recover the supernatural energy quickly, but there is too much demonic energy mixed in here, which interferes with the normal operation of spiritual power. Otherwise, he should be able to kill all the opponents with all his strength, instead of being unable to withstand it halfway. .

"Teacher Yan, are you okay?" Beorandi asked with concern.

"You can't die for the time being, but the evil god's egg has absorbed so much undead energy. It is estimated that it will be reborn soon. I will use my last strength to forcefully split this egg. You guys kill him quickly. I I will help you resist the enemy for the last time."

Yan Beitang stood up again, his back straight like a javelin.

"Draw the sword, there is no self and no god, the secret is to kill everything!"

He drank the last sip of medicinal wine, recovered part of his spiritual power, and blessed it all on the long sword. In an instant, the entire sword was trembling, cheering, and glowing, and strong killing intent burst out from it.

This murderous intention is everywhere, sneaking into every part of the body along the pores and breathing.

Even the Egg of the Evil God felt something strange, and began to protect the red egg with vines, wrapping it three layers inside and three outside, making it look airtight and invulnerable.

However, it was useless. Yan Beitang just waved it casually, and the violent force that shot into the sky instantly lifted the entire tree trunk away. Even the red eggs were not spared. The powerful sword energy destroyed everything it encountered. The hard shell was cut open as easily as paper.

Although everyone expected to be able to kill the evil god with one sword, they actually understood that this was just breaking the opponent's protection and releasing him in advance.

With everyone's current weak state, it might be difficult to kill this evil god quickly.

Finally, the smoke dissipated, revealing a humanoid object, its whole body wrapped in vines, like a mummy, which looked strange and ominous from a distance.

At that moment, all the corpses were trembling and trembling. She knelt down to worship them. She looked extremely pious. Could this be the pressure of the gods?

Holding two swords in hand, Chu Moyue quickly exploded with all her strength, turning her body into a meteor and quickly stabbing her opponent. A huge black shadow trailed behind her body like the god of death.

However, the moment the blade came into contact with the opponent, it was instantly bounced away. The mummy actually had a protective cover within a one-meter radius.

Yan Beitang no longer had the strength to swing the sword again.

Seeing that Li Xiaoming had reached this step, he could not give up halfway and forcibly merged with the power of the nightmare beast again. At that moment, crazy consciousness rushed into his brain, and the boundless sense of emptiness was about to engulf him. He used mental reinforcement to maintain his consciousness, but Will be fused with your own summoned beast.

A familiar voice sounded in his ears again, it was Ming Wuyan's murmur.

"Give up. No matter what you do, the Evil God's egg will eventually hatch. Run as far as you can now."

Li Xiaoming said excitedly: "No, I can't give up on those compatriots. I gave up the gift from the gods just to save mankind. How can I give up halfway now?"

Ming Wu An said helplessly: "Oh, okay, then let me help you again."

Suddenly, a huge halo of light appeared behind him. The halo was engraved with strange patterns. One glance would make people fall into eternal thinking. The itching on the place where Du Heng's scales grew stopped, and the strength of his whole body was rising. recover.

His move shocked other companions, and he actually broke through another level within a month.

Saint Assad was busy treating the injured companions in front.

At this moment, she looked at Du Heng with surprised eyes, and there was vigilance in her eyes, as if she was ready to take action at any time.

Fortunately, she chose to give up.

After all, Li Xiaoming has not mutated or gone berserk. Someone actually broke through the first level in front of the evil god without relying on any materials. It is simply unbelievable. However, if you think about it carefully, in a crisis battle, breaking through the boundary between life and death, There are not many things that break through the first level.

At this moment, Li Xiaoming actually broke through another level and became a fifth-level "dream interpreter".

Ming Wuyan actually gave up the soul part and chose spiritual fusion on his own, carrying the godhead engraved in his soul, once again raising his overall strength to a higher level.

And it won't be long before the light and darkness that scare the gods will truly disappear, leaving only Li Xiaoming living in this world again, but he doesn't care. They are one body and have the same goal. Just two personalities.