The God of Infinity is invincible

"How about this, if I help you deal with these two demons, how about you give me the magic sword in your hand?!"

Jing Tian's pupils shrank slightly, and his hands tightened subconsciously.

The charm of the sword is natural, the sword body is full of antiquity, the magic sword is still the same, it seems to know that this is the time to decide its own destiny, at this time it has reversed its evil spirit just now, and the sword edge is cold, quietly Quietly stayed in Sedum's hand, motionless.

A trace of complexity flashed in his eyes, and Sedum, who had awakened all the memories of his previous life, now naturally understood the origin between himself and the magic sword, and also understood that the sword might be lodged in his former sister Solanum nigrum, not the so-called magic sword Sword spirit, the bond between the two made them meet again in this life.

But the life of being the prince of Jiang Guo was too short. Compared with the memory of the god Feipeng, it was almost the difference between a drop of ink and a pool of water. The water in the pool was black.

In normal times, Sedum would not give up the magic sword. After all, they are destined to each other. Solanum nigrum is her sister after all, but the situation is different now. She has the experience and vision of a god, and Sedum naturally discovered It was his own fault, the hostility in his body was too strong during the battle just now, to the point where he could hardly control it, he didn't know if it was the aftereffect of the spell cast by Chonglou, or the result of the evil spirit infested by the magic sword, but no matter what kind It is not appropriate for him to continue to keep the magic sword, because as Chonglou said before, it is a magic sword, even if the evil spirit is restrained and the sword spirit recognizes the master, it will erode people's hearts.

Originally, Sedum planned to seal the magic sword in a hidden place after this battle, but now it seems that exchanging it for a master's cooperation seems to be good.

"Okay! As long as Your Excellency can help me eliminate these two demons, I will hand over this magic sword to Your Excellency!"

Compared with Long Yang, Prince Jiang, Fei Peng's side had the upper hand, Sedum only hesitated for a moment, and agreed without hesitation.

Hearing his words, the Demon Sword let out a mournful cry, and then fell completely silent. The brilliance was all restrained, just like an ordinary ancient sword. Obviously, Sedum's choice made Solanum nigrum completely give up on it. used by the former.

Losing the suppression of Solanum nigrum, an astonishing evil spirit began to permeate from the blade of the magic sword. Sedum frowned, but she was more convinced of the choice she made just now. It is the most beneficial choice to stay away from it.

Mo Wen smiled lightly, but he couldn't be more satisfied with this scene. He didn't have too many thoughts about Solanum nigrum himself, but was only interested in some strangeness about it that was similar to destiny. Afterwards, he was able to create the magic sword, which is not inferior to the demon-suppressing sword and Xihe sword, and after turning into a ghost, this ability has not weakened. After the demon-suppressing sword and demon sword are damaged, they can be restored again It is so rare.

I have collected the two precious swords Xihe and Wangshu in my hand now, together with the Demonic Sword and Demon Suppressing Sword below, if I smelt these four top-notch swords together, and then use the blue and red nightshade as the two swords. The sword spirit may be able to obtain a unparalleled sharp sword that is easy to handle. With the continuous improvement of strength, except for the parts on Asura, ordinary treasures can no longer keep up with his pace.

It's just that Solanum nigrum, who is preparing for the sword spirit, is a bit difficult to deal with. He has a deep obsession with his elder brother Long Yang. Knowing that he was personally dealt a fatal blow by the latter's reincarnation, this can be regarded as an understanding and a complete return of heart.

It wasn't in vain that he personally took out the memory of Fei Peng from Longtan and incorporated it into the elixir, and then let Mo Zunlou deliberately go. Mo Wen was satisfied with the status quo that everything was going according to his plan, and he was in a good mood.

When he was in a good mood, he could talk naturally, showing two rows of white teeth, and Mo Wen just smiled at the Heavenly Demon Emperor and Xie Jianxian who had been secretly on guard.

"Are you two ready, please go on the road when you are ready!"

The tone was soft and polite, as if greeting someone for the first time, but the content of the words was a bit unpleasant. The already rebellious Sky Demon Emperor frowned and shouted sharply: "Pretending to be a ghost, brat, who do you think you are?"

Halfway through the speech, the voice of the Sky Demon Emperor stopped abruptly, replaced by incomparable horror.

"Dream snake!"

Seeing that he was suspended in mid-air, Mo Wen let out a low shout, and the spiritual power in his body exploded like a whirlwind, sweeping all directions, and his figure changed accordingly, turning into a demon god with the head of a man and the body of a snake.

With a strong body covered in blue scales, extremely vast spiritual power, and a majesty as thick as substance, the moment the demon god appeared, the air above Shushan froze.

"Descendants of Nuwa!"

Jing Tian exclaimed, staring fixedly at the demon god transformed by Mo Wen, his eyes were full of disbelief.

The Heavenly Demon Emperor trembled all over, curled up as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

Xie Jianxian turned around and ran, riding the black cloud, and rushed straight towards the sky, without any intention of confronting the enemy.

"Want to run? It's too late!"

There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and Mo Wen, who deliberately exposed Nuwa's demon body, raised his head and let out a roar, resounding across the wilderness like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests.

Accompanied by this roar, the entire sky changed color, it was pitch black, and then five huge arrays of different colors began to emerge, covering hundreds of miles around them.

Blizzard!

The wind blows the clouds!

Lava sea of ​​fire!

Thunder for nine days!

The stars are sinking and the earth is shaking!

Just like the Milky Way hangs upside down, the next moment the endless five-element fairy art poured down from the five huge magic circles, completely submerging the world.

Boom boom boom boom!

With continuous explosions and continuous loud noises, Wan Lai lost his voice at this moment, and only the dazzling aura of Xianshu came into view.

The mountains crumbled, the vegetation flew to ashes, and everything in this world was completely destroyed under the impact of the fairy art. The Heavenly Demon Emperor had no power to resist, and his body was destroyed in an instant. He was submerged in the torrent of immortality.

Being deliberately let go, Jingtian stood on the top of Shushan Mountain, looked at the Shushan Mountain under his feet being hit by the aftermath, like a flat boat in the sea, he smiled wryly, and for the first time personally felt the despair and love of Chonglou when he mentioned the emperor Fuxi and the demon ancestor Shennong. awe.

Unreasonable and powerful spiritual power, the sharpest absolute power, let you have thousands of wonderful methods, all kinds of mystical skills, it is useless, people just rely on power to kill you alive!

Chapter 61 Individual Calculations

In Shushan, Sedum stood on a lone peak, looking at the surrounding scenery with a wry smile.

The originally dotted suspended flying mountains all disappeared, and within a hundred miles, they were completely clean, leaving only a dark and sunken scorching mark. The terrain of the entire Shu Mountain was also changed, and the rolling mountains seemed to be cut by a knife. , turning a smooth gap at the edge, revealing the Shu Mountain abruptly.

In fact, it is more than just the surrounding terrain. Even if it is not directly hit by the bombardment, even if it is suspended in the air and is not affected by the vibration of the surface, the mountain of Shushan is a whole circle smaller. One piece after another, it looks spotted and ugly.

Simply put, Mount Shu was originally formed by the gathering of rocks from the heart of Pan Gu, and it was connected to the roots of the sacred tree. It had its own mystery, so it was not directly shattered. How to explain to the emperor Fuxi.

It's just that if a good hole in the sky is turned into such a virtue, it may be difficult for the Shushan Immortal Sword Sect to re-establish a sect, so I need to report this to the Emperor of Heaven.

Taking a long breath, Sedum made a series of handprints according to Fei Peng's memory, and a wave of spiritual power gushed out from his hands, but finally turned into a cloud of mirror-like spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy was blurred at first, but after a while it was exhausted, reflecting a large hall with carved beams and painted buildings, a figure wearing a dragon robe with a very solemn appearance was sitting in it.

"Subordinate Fei Peng, I have seen the Emperor of Heaven!"

Half-kneeling on the ground, Jing Tian bowed respectfully to the figure displayed in the mirror, his head was lowered low, and no one could see his expression clearly.

"Get up!" Seemingly not surprised by Sedum's situation, Fuxi said casually in the mirror, and then went straight to the topic, "What's the situation in Shushan, has the evil spirit been punished?"

Sedum lowered her head even lower, and replied in a low voice: "The demon has already been punished, but it was not done by the little god, before..."

In a few words, he recounted what happened before. Sedum did not mix any personal feelings. In order to prove that what he said was true, he adjusted the mirror to show the scene of Mount Shu after being bombarded by Mo Wen. Fuxi looked at it.

Seeing the devastated scene like a natural disaster, Fuxi in the mirror frowned.

"A male descendant of Nuwa?"

He gently tapped the dragon chair he was sitting on, with confusion and relief in his eyes. Ever since the Qionghua faction ascended and the Nine Heavens Xuannv died in battle, Fuxi has always had a black hand behind the scenes manipulating everything. Being an enemy of the God Realm, now that Mo Wen has shown the demon body of Nu Wa with a human head and a snake body, all doubts are immediately placed on him.

Although it is strange that there are male descendants of Nuwa, if this is the backhand left by Nuwa, then it is another matter. As one of the three emperors, it is not difficult for Nuwa to do this kind of thing. This is an alternative way to avoid one's own curse. Men will not conceive offspring by themselves, so it is no big deal even if they fall into the catastrophe of love, but they can always accumulate divine power.

Judging from the current situation in Shushan, this descendant of Nuwa may have practiced for a while, and his strength is a bit stronger than that of Shennong's descendant Zhonglou, and his strongest general Feipeng. No wonder Xuannv will die in his hands hand.

It's just why he chose to be exposed at this time. According to what Fei Peng said, the opponent jumped out to defeat the powerful enemy by himself. If he was the man behind the scenes, he shouldn't be exposed like that!

"Fei Peng, besides eradicating the evil demons, do the descendants of Nuwa have other actions?"

Unable to figure out the key point, Fu Xi simply asked Qi Sedum for his opinion.

Jingtian thought for a while, and then said bluntly: "The other party also took away the old sword Zhaodan from his subordinates, and also took away a magic sword that is not inferior to Zhaodan, because the strength has not recovered, the little god dare not stop it !"

Take courage? !Could it be—?

Fuxi pondered for a moment, but there was a ray of divine light in his eyes. Zhaodan was made by taking the soul of Zhaodan Shenquan Spring and fused with meteor iron. The other party took Zhaodan, probably it was Shennong Jiuquan's idea , Judging from this, the Nuwa behind him also wants to follow the same path as himself?

With a soft snort, Fuxi sneered disdainfully at the thought of this. In the past, he tried his best to track down Jiuquan's whereabouts, but Shennong hid Jiuquan so tightly that he cut off the connection between the two. A flash of gallbladder spring soul is not painful or itchy at all, and has no effect, let alone let the other party find Jiuquan so what?My own sacred tree is rooted in the heart of Pangu, absorbing the power of the latter, and has gradually replaced the position of the spiritual hub of Jiuquan heaven and earth, plus now——

Rubbing the golden hollow ball next to the armrest of his seat with his hand, the sneer on Fuxi's face became stronger, and he just waved his hand at the mirror.

"Forget it, you don't have to ask about Fei Peng. I will give you two tasks now. One is to rebuild the Shushan Fairy Sword Sect, and then send me the descendants of Nuwa to the lowest level of the Demon Locking Tower. A fruit of the divine tree has been lost to the mortal world, you have to find it and not let it fall into the hands of others, as a reward, I allow you to use it to reshape your divine body!"

Fruit of the Divine Tree! !

The first task was fine, but Jing Tian was shocked when he heard about the second task, because the sacred tree has always been taken care of by his companion, the goddess Xi Yao. Judging from Fuxi's ruthlessness, she will definitely be severely punished.

Xi Yao is a rare partner besides Chong Lou, Jing Tian wanted to ask, but he swallowed the words again.

"Yes, the little god understands!"

The palms were tightly clenched, but Sedum's tone became more and more submissive.

However, Fu Xi frowned slightly when he saw this scene, because in his impression Fei Peng was always rebellious, although he would not disobey his orders, it was quite rare for him to be so obedient.

But after thinking about it, Fuxi was a little relieved. After all, he was punished by himself to be reincarnated for several generations. He experienced birth, old age, sickness and death, and experienced all kinds of suffering in the world. Creatures, he can't escape his control, and it doesn't matter if there are some small problems.

Because it was a message from across the border, Fuxi didn't notice the demon blood in Sedum's body, and after a few more instructions, he took the initiative to cut off the contact.

"—Fu—xi!"

Half-kneeling on the top of Mount Shu, after confirming that Fuxi was not monitoring him, Sedum gave a low shout, the voice was full of hatred and unwillingness, when he suddenly raised his head, his eyes were already red.

After cutting off the connection with Feipeng in Tiangong of God Realm, Fuxi sat alone on the dragon chair and pondered for a while, but finally smiled lightly.

"Nuwa, you are one step too late!"

Touching the golden ball beside the seat with his hand, a look of color flashed in Fuxi's eyes, his mana flowed, and then he patted down, and the golden ball made a crisp sound, and the hollowed-out gold thread slowly unfolded, revealing the s things.

It was a huge head shaped like a bull's head. It seemed that he was extremely unwilling to die. At this time, his eyes were wide open, and his teeth were bared in a roar, as if he wanted to kill the enemy in front of him. After cutting a head, those eyes are not dark at all, but contain infinite anger and grief, they look like living things

If there are gods from the gods or demons from the demon world, they will definitely be shocked when they see this scene, because it is clearly the head of the demon ancestor Shennong. It was extremely cruel to put it by my side.

However, looking at this head, Fuxi didn't feel cruel at all. Instead, it was as if he saw a rare treasure, his eyes were shining, and then he saw him carefully holding Shennong's head, with spiritual power flowing between his hands, a trace of The golden streamer was slowly drawn out from his head by him, floating in the air.

This process was obviously extremely difficult, because beads of sweat oozed from Fuxi's forehead, and only a tiny strand of light was extracted from his hair.

However, looking at this streamer, Fu Xi's face was overjoyed, and he took it into his body with a strong inhalation, and then showed an extremely contented expression on his face.

"Shen Nong, have you seen it, have you seen it, I finally got it, and it's me who won in the end!!"

As if going insane, Fuxi laughed loudly, holding Shennong's head high and raised his hands up, like a mortal pilgrimage.

It's no wonder that he is like this. Once the wish he has been looking forward to for countless years is fulfilled, the joy is no longer enough to describe Fuxi's inner mood.

Originally, when he was in the Demon Realm, he was just planning to deal with Chi You, divide Shennong into five horses, and then seal his body everywhere, but he didn't expect that when he was dealing with the last, most important and most difficult head, he was surprised to find that Shennong's body was broken. The source of Qi that he possessed was actually missing a part. Although it was not much, it was like a crack had been punched in the screen wall. It was enough for him to absorb a trace of the source of energy from it. He tried it in Fengshenling in the past He couldn't achieve it countless times, and in the end he could only rely on time to pass it by slowly. All this in front of him was simply a miracle for Fuxi.

So after confirming that he could extract the source of qi, Fuxi let go of some, went back to the God Realm to practice stealthily, gave up personally chasing and killing Nuwa's descendants, gave up investigating the deaths of Xuannv, Houtu and other gods In his opinion, as long as he can integrate Shennong's Qi essence, no one in the world will be his opponent. At that time, one or two jumping clowns will be wiped out at the flick of a finger?

Sitting upright on the dragon chair, Fuxi has been completely immersed in beautiful fantasies.

Coincidentally, in the human world, flying in the sky with the Demon Suppressing Sword, Mo Wen stretched comfortably while admiring the scenery under his feet, and said to himself: "This time I deliberately exposed myself, Fuxi You should be able to feel relieved, now you should be impatient to refine Shennong's Qi source, but he doesn't understand that what you eat may not be your own, some things are not so easy to take!"

With a chuckle, Mo Wen shook his head and drove the flying sword towards a distant direction. js3v3

Chapter 62 Gods and Demons Water and Fire Front

Sword Tomb, Jiang Guo Jianjian Hall, thousands of years have left the glorious buildings of the past with only a pile of ruins, moss everywhere, deep vegetation, and it looks extremely dilapidated. The pile of dark red carbon stones is still relatively well preserved, still telling the story of the past.

Driving the flying sword into the sword casting hall, Mo Wen looked at the dilapidated halls around him, but shrugged his shoulders indifferently. To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that this is the place where nightshade nightshade blood sacrifices forge magic swords, it would be the most suitable place to use its power. Destiny, he can find a lot of places that are much better than this environment, but there is no way, the sky is big, the destiny is the biggest, and other environments can be easily shaped by himself, but it is extremely laborious for him to change this mysterious and mysterious thing.

Gently flicking the blade of the magic sword, Mo Wen didn't talk nonsense, and said bluntly: "Got it? According to what I said before, a new sword is to be forged here, and you have to integrate into it as a new sword spirit. Among them, can you be willing?"

The magic sword trembled for a moment, and then two bright lights, one red and one blue, suddenly flew out of it, turning into two identical girls standing in front of Mo Wen, with delicate features and slender figure, they were actually rare beauties.

"Solanum nigrum is willing!"*2

Without any hesitation, the two bowed to Mo Wen almost at the same time.

Trapped in the magic sword for thousands of years, neither the red sunflower nor the blue sunflower is the kind of person who has a lot of sex. After being hit hard by Sedum, it is basically obedient to Mo Wen, the benefactor. Anyway, they themselves Even the sword spirit of Demon Sword is just changing to a new residence now.

After getting the answer, Mo Wen nodded, and then started the smelting work.

"Eight Desolation Profound Fire Formation!"

He let out a low shout, turned his palms over, and eight fiery dragons flew out of his sleeves. These fire dragons circled and flew into the bottom of the sword casting pool, and the iron pool that had been silent for thousands of years suddenly burst into flames again. The fiery snake that rose was several feet high, and the flames were red and dazzling, making people cry.

With the re-ignition of the Sword Forging Pool, the entire Sword Forging Hall seemed to be in a sea of ​​flames. The temperature was terribly high. If Mo Wen and Solanum nigrum were not for their cultivation, they would have been burnt to ashes on the spot. up.

However, this is just the beginning. Put Wangshu, Xihe, Zhenyao, and Demon swords against each other and insert them into the sword casting pool. It was so red and white that it was impossible to look directly at it.

Corroded by such a high temperature, even magic soldiers like Zhen Yao and Xi He couldn't bear it anymore. They let out a sword cry, and red, blue, white, and black rays of light rose from the sword body, and they began to resist spontaneously. The forging of Xuanhuo came.

Mo Wen didn't care about this, Wangshu belonged to him from the beginning, Xihe stole it back from Shennong and Fuxi's first battle with Wangshu, and he had already completed the transformation of the treasure, the magic sword I left a mark before handing it over to Sedum. Although the remaining Zhenyao just took over, they were also taken back by me on the way to Jiangguo. Now the four swords are all my treasures, so I won’t resist myself. Any behaviors they do are now just out of self-preservation instinct, as long as I give them the benefits of promotion, they will naturally stop.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Mo Wen shook vigorously, and a bloodstain immediately appeared on his wrist, and the blood flowed continuously from it to the Sword Forging Pond.

Mo Wen has many bloodlines in his body, and his blood is even more powerful than the three emperors. As soon as Pu touches it, the four divine swords in the sword casting pool tremble together, and then greedily suck the blood, and fight with him. At the same time, the sword glows on the surface of their sword bodies gradually merged into one piece, and there was a faint tendency to merge.

Mo Wen's face turned pale, but he smiled gratifiedly when he saw this scene, but then he felt something, and his brows frowned again.

Like a whirlwind, a stream of purple light rushed into the Sword Forging Hall from the outside. Hong Kui just wanted to make a move, but was blocked by Mo Wen.

Looking at the beautiful figure that appeared, he smiled softly.

"Zixuan, why are you here? Could it be that you miss me?"

The person who came here was Zixuan who had been parted from Mo Wen for a long time. Compared with the last time we met, there was a trace of holiness and nobility unique to the Nuwa tribe in her brows, but she was a little more charming. More mature and moving.

It's just that Zixuan's complexion was a bit ugly at this time, her breasts heaved violently, and she stared at Mo Wen fiercely, as if she wanted to bite the latter to death.

"Why did I come here? Mo Wen, don't you know what you did?"

Her apricot eyes were wide open, her beautiful pupils sparkled with fire, Zi Xuan almost gritted her teeth and asked every single word.