The Art of the Great Sword

Every thunderbolt is full of destructive power, and contains the soul-stunning effect.

If an ordinary monk in the peak reincarnation realm faced this blow, he would probably be led directly to the desperate situation of death.

But for Fang Qingyang, these are not big problems.

He roared, completely mobilizing the dragon power in his body.

The dragon's power was like ripples, quickly spreading around. When the dragon's power on his body collided with the thunder rushing out of the Thunder Suppressing Evil Monument, the dragon's power he had mobilized were rising steadily. Defeated.

However, while retreating, Fang Qingyang was also given time.

He mobilized the power of space reincarnation to form a protection on the body surface, and at the same time, the power of the void also attached to it, so that his protective barrier could be made stronger.

After he took defensive measures, the Thunder Suppressing Evil Monument also fell heavily towards him.

The powerful and heavy Thunder Evil Suppressing Monument, with the thunder surrounding it, even distorted the surrounding space.

The moment the stone tablet fell on Fang Qingyang, the protection intertwined with the power of the void and the power of space reincarnation transferred this power to other places.

Fang Qingyang took this opportunity to lift his Dragon Emperor Sword and slash straight at the Thunder-Suppressing Evil Monument.

chant……

Relying on the sharpness of the Dragon Emperor Sword itself, it landed heavily on the Thunder Suppressing Evil Monument.

There are stone chips flying, and every stone chip splashed out can distort the space. The power is enough to make an ordinary monk of the Three Tribulations Reincarnation Realm imprint on the spot.

Fang Qingyang didn't care about this at all. The protective means formed by his power of void and power of space reincarnation could always intercept these two powers accurately.

Judging from the sharpness of the Dragon Emperor Sword, Fang Qingyang felt that the Thunder-Suppressing Evil Monument should be directly chopped into pieces by him.

But the result was that the Thunder Suppression Evil Monument continued to drop stone chips, and then turned into a golden monument.

The golden monument is one-third smaller than its original size.

But the appearance of this golden monument gave Fang Qingyang a strong sense of crisis.

At this time, he didn't care about attacking the golden monument.

He quickly retreated and used his delusion-breaking eyes to observe the golden monument.

The surface of the golden tablet was engraved with spiritual patterns, and those spiritual patterns were something he had never seen before.

Even if one observes this golden stele with the eyes of Delirium, it is difficult to see what kind of material this golden stele is made of.

It was as if the spirit pattern blocked his prying eyes, preventing him from detecting a result.

After the Thunder Demon Lord saw that his Thunder Evil Suppressing Monument turned golden, he was also stunned.

It has been a thousand years since he obtained this Thunder and Evil-Suppressing Monument. Over the course of a thousand years, he even learned a set of methods to control thunder from this Thunder and Evil-Suppressing Monument.

Moreover, when he used the Thunder to Suppress Evil Monument in the past, he could always have a crushing effect on monks of the same realm. This also made him feel that the Thunder to Suppress Evil Monument was a peak reincarnation spiritual weapon.

But now, after seeing the stone chips falling off the surface of the Thunder Suppressing Evil Monument and revealing the golden body of the monument, he had no idea what was going on!

The Thunder Suppression Evil Monument turned golden. Although its size had shrunk, the golden monument gave him a more powerful feeling.

"Could it be that this is a quasi-imperial weapon?"

Thunder Demon Lord's body was trembling.

Quasi-imperial soldiers!

In the past, only the Lord of Heaven and the Lord of the Nine Palaces controlled it. Unexpectedly, he, the Thunder Demon Lord, could also control a quasi-imperial weapon now!

"Ha ha……"

At this moment, Thunder Demon Lord laughed loudly.

"I didn't expect it! My Thunder Evil Suppressing Monument would actually be a quasi-imperial weapon!"

He stared at Fang Qingyang and said, "Without your help, I wouldn't even be able to figure out the true ability of my Thunder Evil Suppressing Monument."

"Today my Thunder Evil Suppressing Monument has shown its true colors, I must thank you very much!"

After a pause, he added: "As a thank you, I will give you a pleasure!"

After saying this, he immediately used his thoughts to control the golden monument to directly obliterate Fang Qingyang.

However, just as Thunder Demon Lord's thoughts were acting on the golden monument, a magnificent aura suddenly erupted from the golden monument, heading straight towards Thunder Demon Lord.

Pfft...

A mouthful of blood spurted out from Thunder Demon Lord's mouth, and his body flew straight back.

The moment he was knocked out, his body was cracking, and so was his soul!

"This is impossible!"

Thunder Demon Lord, who was extremely excited just a moment ago, is now suddenly plunged into endless panic.

The Thunder and Evil Suppressing Monument was his weapon. Now that Fang Qingyang chopped off the stone fragments, the Thunder and Evil Suppressing Monument revealed its true colors. Logically speaking, it should still be under his control.

As a result, he just used his own thoughts to control the golden monument, but it was counterattacked by the golden monument!

The power coming from the golden monument was completely beyond his imagination.

It was just a simple impact of momentum, but it brought him a death threat.

He quickly circulated the spiritual energy in his body to repair his injuries.

But he found that the vitality in his body was being cut off. No matter how much he used his spiritual energy to repair his injuries, it was still to no avail!

Realizing what he had encountered, Thunder Demon Lord was completely in despair.

"Why?"

"The Thunder Suppressing Evil Monument is obviously my natal weapon that I have refined, so why did it come back to bite me!"

He was unwilling to do so.

The Thunder Suppresses Evil Monument is his weapon. Fang Qingyang used the Dragon Emperor Sword to break the disguise of the Thunder Suppression Evil Monument, allowing the Thunder Suppression Evil Monument to reveal its true colors.

As the owner of the Thunder Suppression Evil Monument, it stands to reason that he can continue to control this Thunder Suppression Evil Monument.

But now, just because of his own thoughts, touching the Thunder Suppressing Evil Monument actually puts him in a state of death!

"Where did you get this tablet?"

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared next to Thunder Demon Lord.

That was not Fang Qingyang, but the weapon spirit of Shen Lubei!

The weapon spirit of Shen Lu's Monument had a burning gaze, and those eyes were extremely intimidating.

Seeing the Thunder Demon Lord's current state, he felt that his questions were in vain, so he simply searched for his soul.

But when he saw Thunder Demon Lord's disintegrated soul, he fell into silence.

The soul is broken, what soul should I search for?

"Ha ha……"

Seeing the artifact spirit of Shen Lu's stele appearing in front of his eyes, Demon Lord Thunder laughed loudly and said, "Want to know the origin of this stele?"

"Kneel down and beg me. If you beg me, I will tell you!"

He already knows his end.

With his body cracked, his soul cracked, and with the power of the golden tablet acting on him, there was no chance of him surviving!