The Mad Cultivator

A sneer appeared on Yan Shaofeng's face. He suddenly turned his right palm outward, and the huge Rubik's Cube spun and flew out like a top. Suddenly, the six elemental air currents exploded violently, rolling up the hurricane and the giant water sword. At the same time, the power exerted by the Rubik's Cube is actually not much worse than that in the hands of Demon Concubine Duya. It is simply unbelievable that a golden weapon in the hands of an eighth-level warrior can exert almost the same power as a top-level demon king.

Of course, this is all because Yan Shaofeng's mental power is too pure and powerful. In the Tianxuan Continent, whether in the East or the West, monks' command of magic weapons all depends on the strength of their mental power. Although Yan Shaofeng's mental power is not as strong as Du Ya's, its density and purity are faintly close to Du Ya's. level, so he was actually able to exert the power of the magic weapon to the point where only the top demon king could exert it.

The water sword was hit unexpectedly by the Rubik's Cube, and it immediately lost its balance. The brilliance of the sword's body suddenly weakened. Those bursts of sword light were entangled by the boundless magic spells emitted from the Rubik's Cube, and actually stopped in mid-air. A second or so. But Sislan's body then moved, and he took advantage of this second to find an opportunity to fight back.

Although Yan Shaofeng used the Rubik's Cube to block Du Ya's water sword attack, after all, there was a gap in strength between him and the top demon king. Even with the help of powerful magic weapons, it could not make up for this difference. The moment the Rubik's Cube was attacked, he suddenly felt a shock all over his body, his chest felt tight, his energy and blood surged up, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and he fell from the air. It was also a loss for the double protection of the heaven-defying magic bracelet and the fire armor. Otherwise, Yan Shaofeng would have been blown away by the remaining power of the killing aura.

But Sith Lan's body flew up like a divine dragon, and a purple light radiated from the middle part of his chest, as if it spread purple wings for his body, but then shrank back in an instant, releasing and then closing. Suddenly, a clang sound burst out in the air, and Sith Lan's body had turned into a giant sword that was a hundred feet long, violently slashing at the oncoming water sword.

Boom! The sword and water sword transformed into the Berserker's body collided with each other and made an earth-shattering sound. The water sword collapsed immediately, and part of the power rebounded back towards the Throne of Darkness. Du Ya suddenly felt a surge of energy and blood, and a sharp pain in his chest, as if it was about to explode. Blood spurted out wildly. The damage he suffered was much more serious than that of Yan Shaofeng.

Her strength was similar to that of Sith Lan, but when Sith Lan transformed into a sword just now, she put all her mental power and fighting spirit into one blow, making her at least ten times more powerful than usual. This is a very dangerous move, just like a gambler who is blinded by losses. After getting a good hand, he puts all his money on it, wins a life of wealth, loses everything, and even loses everything. Lives are lost.

A few days ago, Yan Shaofeng just realized the changes in Xuan Qi. King Ming said that Eastern monks in the innate realm can understand the changes in themselves, while monks in the enlightenment realm can understand the changes in objects at a higher level. But just now Sith Lan With one move, the mental power, the energy wave of fighting, and even the physical body are all integrated into the sword. However, it is a kind of understanding that combines the change of oneself and the change of objects. It is more profound and more incredible than the changes of objects in the enlightenment state. .

Yan Shaofeng's body kept falling, but it did not fall to the ground, because when he used the Rubik's Cube just now, he was above the river, so he was falling into the river at this moment.

Du Ya's body was severely injured and she has lost the strength to continue fighting against Sith Lan. At present, she has only two ways to go. One is to block the river with a water sword, stand on the other side of the 'Devil River' and watch the success or failure, becoming a demon. The warriors of the tribe provide moral support, and the other option is to turn around and enter the time and space gate to escape.

But at this moment, Du Ya really hated Yan Shaofeng. Before she made a decision, she thought she had to kill this nosy boy first, otherwise she would probably be depressed from now on.

This is what you get for meddling in your own business, go to hell! Gently wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, enduring the earth-shaking pain in his body, Du Ya clenched her teeth, closed her eyes, and gathered a killing power. Qi, the delicate little hand waved outward at the same time like pushing open two doors. Thousands of sword lights as small as loaches flew out from the surface of the river. The lights turned into shadows, thrust upwards, and flew all over the sky. No one could completely Lock their position.

However, these sword lights looked fierce, but their power was not very strong, because after Duya was seriously injured, he could not even exert 10% of his skill.

Although Yan Shaofeng fell, he did not faint. He listened to Du Ya's words truly. With a thought, the Exploding Dragon Sword carried him and flew up again. He raised his right hand, and a line of magic twisted, weaved, and spun into a line. The snake-like fire whip swung from side to side and whipped out a thousand or hundreds of times in an instant, turning all the water swords into water droplets and scattering them on the river. But he himself was injured more and more, and he almost fell into coma. His mental strength could not control even the Exploding Heavenly Dragon Sword, and he fell straight into the river.

Come here, kid, you can't die now! Sislan stretched out his hand and grabbed Yan Shaofeng, and then he grabbed Yan Shaofeng by the collar and threw him onto the Sun Chariot, like throwing a little chicken.

Duya still didn't escape. She really couldn't bear to give up so many demon warriors. She would not choose to run away until the last moment. A green ball of light suddenly appeared on the throne of extreme darkness, protecting Duya. Duya sat cross-legged on the throne and loudly sang the demon's healing war song. The ball of light grew bigger and bigger, showing that she His body is recovering step by step. However, a mist rose from the surface of the Demonic River, and the sky was full of smoke and clouds, covering the long river. There seemed to be countless transparent walls standing in the smoke and clouds, and arrows carrying magic rolled in in large numbers, crisscrossing through the walls. Like hundreds of thousands of patrolling yakshas, ​​it seems like this is a defensive barrier.

Hmph, of course the Demon King's magic power is powerful, and it is several realms higher than mine. I can't compete with him, but you, the Demon Princess, will never cross the river. As long as you dare to come over, I will crush you to death immediately. If you don't believe me, Just give it a try! Sislan raised his middle finger at Duya, raised his eyebrows, and said with a wild smile.

At this time, the battle between the Demon Army and the Flying Dragon Army also entered a fever pitch.

After the decisive battle between Sith Lan and the Demon Concubine began, Ratke, the commander of the first group of the Flying Dragon Legion, immediately took over from Sith Lan and began to command the battle. The originally frustrating battle situation soon took a shocking turn, and the Flying Dragon Legion Victory after victory, the demon army retreated in succession. From this, it can be seen that Sith Slan is not the material to command the war at all. Let him command, just to have fun with the lives of the soldiers.

Yan Shaofeng saw that in the western sky, tens of thousands of flying dragon troops flew over the heads of the demon army and dropped football-sized 'flame balls' on the second echelon of the demon army's infantry. Those 'flame balls' Yan Shaofeng I don’t know what it is, but I am sure that its size, weight, and power are more than ten times that of ordinary magic bullets. Soon, the tens of thousands of demon archers in the second echelon were blown into several strands by the flame ball and could not be closed together. In the middle of several groups, there is a wide fire belt formed after the explosion of the 'flame ball'. As long as the demon touches a trace of flame, it will immediately be like a dynamite pack that lit the fuse and explode into ashes. For some reason, it is about The power of magic.

The flying dragon army circled and danced in the sky above the demon army, roaring ferociously, howling and screaming, and threw down the countless flame balls they carried. The demon clan's position exploded into a sea of ​​​​fire, and countless demons died. In the Feilong Army camp, the battle flags were waving, drums were thundering, and all the dragon knights raised their arms and shouted, cheering.

However, the good times did not last long. After all, the demon army was not all stupid. For example, Du Ya’s first demon general, Sigrit, not only knew the demon spells, but he was also an eighth-level Western magician. At this moment, he was making an earth-shattering roar, riding a war horse and leaping into the sky, swinging his sword wildly, and the aura of killing was everywhere. The dragon knights around him were swept down from the clouds like an avalanche, and five to six hundred people died on the spot. , this is just the power of a sword!

The flying dragon army immediately launched a charge at this man. Countless dragon wings swooped down with the strong wind, and the huge dragon claws clawed downwards. However, when Siegrit waved his sword, the flowing water around him immediately formed an upward vortex, like a blender. , stirred in all the flying dragon knights who jumped in the air, and instantly turned them into powder and scattered in the wind. The few flying dragons that had a chance to escape also lost the knights on their backs, were seriously injured, and became dizzy. They actually lost their way. After hitting the top of the mountain with a loud bang, they were all buried by rocks.

Eighth level magic, turbine rotation. And it's instant. This is an eighth level magician with water attributes. Get out of the way and let me meet him! A purple flying dragon went up through the team and hovered in the air. This is a four-winged flying dragon, much more powerful than an ordinary flying dragon in terms of size and power. Sitting on the back of the flying dragon is a white-bearded priest wearing a linen robe, who is the stargazing priest Pikas of Blue Moon City.

When the dragon knight heard Pikas's voice, he immediately stopped attacking Siegrit and obediently pushed to both sides to give Pikas a piece of airspace.

Pikas raised his staff high, held the Secret of Light in his hand, and chanted loudly. The light that spread across the sky and the earth instantly gathered towards him.