"die!"

The Yanrong Demon Spirit seemed to have been hit by Lin Chen's words, and the murderous intent in its fire eyes surged. It stepped on the demonic fire and stepped towards Lin Chen. It raised its hand to press down with a palm, and the demonic patterns flew into the air, turning into a flaming magic wheel, and suppressed it.

Under his control, the hell karma fires lined up left and right, the flame magic wheel suppressed it, and with a clang, the sword of the Brahma Demon fell down.

The Yanrong demon spirit didn't give up yet, and controlled the flame magic wheel to smash down, hitting the Brahma Demon Sword again.

Lin Chen stood unsteadily and seemed to be separated from the sword, but he was calm and composed. Feeling the tempered divine body, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he shouted to the Yanrong Demon Spirit:

"It's my turn to take action."

With one word, he devoted all his life to the blood of the gods, and activated the Brahma Demon Sword to sweep out. The purple sword energy soared into the sky, splitting the flame demon wheel in half.

"kill!"

His blood was surging, his energy was boiling, Lin Chen's eyes were full of fighting intent, and he fought against the sword of the Brahma and the Demon, unstoppable, breaking through the fire of hell.

He sensed the weakness of the Yanrong demon spirit, and swept his sword across. Purple energy danced angrily, and the sword energy surged wildly, hitting the palm struck by the Yanrong demon spirit.

Poof!

Half of the palm flew out.

The Yanrong demon spirit retreated angrily. As Lin Chen said, his strength was indeed terrifying, but what he took away was the divine body of the ancestor Chitian. This was his weakness.

Lin Chen flew into the sky and laughed loudly: "In terms of divine body, you are not as good as me."

Before he could finish his words, he had already struck down with his sword.

Click!

The void was like a flash of purple lightning, extending downward like a bullfight and falling on the Yanrong Demon Spirit.

As if he was struck by lightning, he stepped back repeatedly, sparks flying out from his feet. He looked down at the sword mark on his chest and suddenly became furious.

With one hand triggering the karma fire of hell and the other hand pulling the earthly demonic fire, the Yanrong demonic spirit was like the incarnation of the God of Fire, attacking Lin Chen with fury and ferocity.

There was no sadness or joy in Lin Chen's eyes, and he was separated from the Brahma Demon Sword. He held the sword in his hand, flapped the wings of life, and faced him with fighting intent, and fought with him.

If the Yan Rong demon spirit is a fire god, then Lin Chen is the sword god who came to the world and used the emperor's god-killing sword energy in a smooth and flowing manner.

The eight swords are combined into one, clean and neat, one sword breaks all laws, constantly splits the karma fire of hell and the demonic fire of earth, and defeats the demonic spirits of Yanrong.

The use of two kinds of demonic fire put too much load on him. Not only his divine body, but also his vitality, blood and strength were greatly reduced, and his combat power was greatly reduced.

boom!

Another slash of the sword hit Yanrong Zhenling's chest.

Lin Chen took advantage of the situation and merged with the Brahma Demon Sword, and slammed it in, penetrating his entire body.

His clothes exploded, his energy and blood surged, and a majestic purple sword power shook out from Yanrong Demon Spirit's body. His chest and back exploded, spreading to his limbs and bones.

In the blink of an eye, the divine body that Yan Rong Zhenling had just seized was reduced to ashes, revealing its original appearance, an energy body burning with demonic fire.

Compared with when he seized the body of the Divine Ancestor Chitian, his energy body was weakened by nearly one-third, and he went from being one of the strongest demon spirits to the weakest.

"What? That kid chopped off Yan Rong's divine body?"

Those demon spirits couldn't believe it, and Jialuo and the other three looked gloomy, because Lin Chen was able to kill the demon spirit Yanrong's body, which meant that he could also kill theirs.

"good!"

All the true spirits cheered for Lin Chen. The Elephant God True Spirit smiled kindly and said in his heart: "I believe the ancestor of life has also seen it. He will feel very pleased, right?"

"This, how is this possible?"

Wu Maqi's eyes were full of gloom. He was slapped in the face again. When he looked at Lin Chen, he showed fear for the first time. His original plan to kill Lin Chen after he went out began to waver.

Tai Tanmu, Huntian Sword Demon and others all took a breath and looked in awe.

The three of them, Qing Feng Ying, breathed a sigh of relief. Ancient Demon Qi Feng clicked his tongue and said, "This kid's divine body is stronger than before."

"I am so angry that I am a man who can kill a thousand swords. How dare you destroy my divine body?"

The Yanrong demon spirit was so angry that it roared at Lin Chen. The hatred in its eyes was so overwhelming that it could not be washed away even if it was poured into all the water from the three rivers and five lakes.

He tried his best to seize the divine body, but in the end it was chopped off by Lin Chen with a sword. Even if he could continue to seize the body, there was no one here who met his requirements.

Lin Chen walked out of the Brahma Demon Sword, his shawl black hair shining with crystal luster, his eyes like swords, he said calmly: "I not only want to cut off your divine body, but I also want to kill you completely."

Wings of life appeared behind his back. Lin Chen flew towards him with his sword and slashed in the air. The sword energy traveled across the void like a sword, drawing out thousands of purple energy.

Above the head, the Buddha's bone relics are suspended, and the Buddha crosses his legs, reciting sutras, and the Buddhist rhyme spreads out, destroying the demonic energy around the Yanrong demon spirit.

"Just you?"

The Yanrong Demon Spirit's furious flames surged into the sky. He clapped his palms and flew out of the karma fire of Hell. The Demonic Fire of Earth and Yin, like two demonic dragons, one on the left and one on the right, burned the purple air in the sky.

But the sword of the Brahma Demon has already been chopped down, and Huangtian's God-killing Sword is as powerful as breaking bamboo, splitting the two kinds of demonic fire in half, and then sweeping across the waist and abdomen of the Yanrong demon spirit.

As the sound of popping was heard, the Yanrong Demon Spirit was cut into two pieces at the waist, and he hurriedly retreated, frantically widening the distance between him and Lin Chen.

At this time, he was no longer as arrogant as before. Without his divine body, the power of the two demonic fires was greatly reduced, and part of his energy body was cut off again, making him unable to fight anymore.

"What are you running from?"

Lin Chen stepped forward with his sword, his energy penetrated the sky, and drew two divine lights of purple and white, quickly approaching the Yanrong Demon Spirit.

The Yanrong demon spirit was completely panicked and asked other demon spirits for help: "Please help me."

"snort."

Seeing this, Jia Luo, the Hetian Sword Demon and the Mad Blood Demon Ancestor forced their opponents back, came through the air, stood in front of the Yanrong Demon Spirit, and intercepted Lin Chen.

After a while, other demon spirits also came over one after another, and the real spirits such as the Elephant God and the injured turtle quickly came to Lin Chen's side. The two sides faced off, one good and one evil, and the Jinghe River was clear.

The atmosphere was tense, and the war seemed to be about to break out again.

Suddenly, four divine lights flashed in the sky, which were the four true spirits of Fengyue, Dragon Turtle, Xue Ming and Yan Rong.

They seemed to know what was happening outside. They looked down at the demon spirits and landed calmly next to the elephant god and other true spirits.

Lin Chen felt relieved when he saw this. It seemed that Feng Yue True Spirit had passed on their respective inheritances to Qing Feng Ling and the four others, otherwise they would not have appeared.

In this way, if they fight another group of demon spirits, they will not be at a disadvantage, but will have an advantage.

Fengyue Zhenling's pair of phoenix wings were flying, colorful, noble and pleasant, and said to all the demon spirits: "The ancestor of life has something to say, and I have asked this palace to convey it to you. If you have had enough trouble, go back."

As soon as these words came out, many demon spirits' eyes moved slightly, as if they wanted to retreat, but the expressions of Jia Luo and the other three did not change, and the Yanrong demon spirit even pointed angrily at Lin Chen and said:

"This son has cut off my divine body. I will not give up until I kill him."

Fengyue True Spirit's phoenix eyes flashed with brilliant light, and he shouted majestically: "The Ancestor of Life said that if you attack little friend Tianjian again, he will kill you with his own hands."

Yanrong Demon Spirit was dumbfounded when he heard this, muttering in his mouth, as if he was aggrieved: "Why, why?"

Fengyue True Spirit did not answer him, but glanced at Jialuo and the others with phoenix eyes, and said without any doubt: "The ancestor of life also has something to say to you, put down your divine body and go back on your own."

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