What exactly is Chen Changsheng's strongest method? Logically speaking, of course, it is the Heavenly Book Monument. Whether it is the black stone he got in the portrait of King Lingyan Pavilion, or the stone beads from Zhouyuan that had been tied on his wrist for several years, they are the most important things in the world and the most irreplaceable supreme existence.

However, the Heavenly Book Monument is too brilliant, and he cannot fully understand it at his current state. He can only use it to nourish his spiritual consciousness and cannot be used for combat. But tonight he still hid the Heavenly Book Monument behind three thousand swords and threw it towards the Demon Lord, because he knew very well that the Demon Lord was the person who knew the Heavenly Book Monument best in the world, so he might be shaken.

It is relatively elegant to shake the mind. If it is a bit crude, it is actually just to scare the Demon Lord.

Let the Demon Lord be shocked, so that he can hide the last sword and cut out an unexpected situation.

Now it seems that his idea succeeds.

The mountains and rivers on the Demon Lord's face and night were cut open by a sword, and a clear and straight sword wound appeared between his eyebrows and eyes, and blood flowed out from it.

Of course, the blood of the Demon Lord will not be red, but unexpectedly, it is not green, but golden.

Looking at the face of the Demon Lord covered in golden blood, Chen Changsheng suddenly remembered a certain face on the stone wall of the Guangming Palace.

That is a god of heaven and a demon.

A very cold voice sounded, echoing between the snowy ridges, gradually resounding between the heaven and earth.

The cold wind whistled among the mountains, and the snow that was still falling between the lonely peaks in the distance became even more terrifying. After crossing the gaps in the mountains, countless lights in Gaoyang Town, dozens of miles away were broken.

The Demon Lord looked at Chen Changsheng's eyes and said, "Even if Su Li comes, he can't kill me with one sword, let alone, this is just a sword intent left by him."

When he spoke, there was no emotion on his face, he was extremely indifferent, unparalleled and absolutely sacred.

Then, he suddenly laughed, revealing his neat and white teeth.

With this smile, the sacred face had the emotion of life, which was not peaceful, but was primitive, barbaric and terrifying.

Chen Changsheng looked at the white teeth of the Demon Lord, his body was cold, and he left Xining Town to Kyoto. Tonight, his greatest anxiety came from the temptation of true blood, but in fact, over the years, he really expressed his heart, and wanted to suck off his blood and eat his flesh... Only Demon Lord, and this is his second attempt.

An unimaginable grand force directly crushed the last sword intent that Su Li left in this world.

The power with the primitive and prehistoric aura did not disappear, but rushed towards Chen Changsheng along the passage where the sword intent disappeared in the night.

Countless subtle sounds sounded densely, just like midsummer suddenly ushering in a frost-falling forest, and countless insects fell on the slightly hard ground.

Chen Changsheng's arm bones instantly broke into hundreds of pieces, and then cracks began to appear on his shoulder blades and sternum, just like the dry lake bottom under his feet at this time.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth and hit the Demon Lord's face.

The golden blood was diluted by the blood-red color, and the broken mountains and rivers seemed to be coming to dusk, and the sunset shone on countless dead people covered in blood.

In contrast to the direction of the blood, Chen Changsheng left the ground and swept backwards.

A strange color flashed in the Demon Lord's eyes.

In order to break Su Li's sword intent, he paid a considerable price and his injuries that had been suppressed for two years broke out again.

However, Chen Changsheng was not dead and could even move, which was obviously beyond the limit that he could bear in his current realm.

It seems that his body is even stronger than the body of a powerful demon clan. Why is that?

The cold night wind was howling. On the way down, Chen Changsheng's figure appeared and disappeared from time to time, which was extremely difficult to capture, and even seemed to appear in several locations at the same time.

There were countless stars in the night. His feet broke through the night and were stepping on the star position. From the beginning of the siege, he used the Yashishi step.

His body was soaked in the true blood of the Black Dragon, and had an unimaginable intensity. This was the second unexpected thing he brought to the Demon Lord.

This is his last chance to escape.

He only needs to take the last step to break through the night and go somewhere in the ruins of the lake garden.

There is a prepared formation and a very secret passage to the depths of the mountains.

Of course, even if he goes there, he may not be able to escape from heaven. After all, his opponent tonight is the Demon Lord.

No matter how many means, how many preparations, or how many unexpected things, they would not be able to provide him with more confidence. Or because he did not have complete confidence, before taking the last step, Chen Changsheng grabbed the black stone in the night sky from the air, and at the same time, his spiritual sense fell on the ground.

There was a pair of stretchers in front of the Demon Lord, and the young formation master lay on the stretcher.

Chen Changsheng is confident that he can send this young formation master into Zhouyuan, so that even if he cannot survive, the young formation master should still have hope.

However, just as his spiritual sense fell on the stretcher, something strange happened.

An extremely weak but strange aura followed his spiritual sense and entered his body and attacked his secluded palace.

This attack was very secretive and not powerful, but it affected his true energy operation very exquisitely.

The most important thing is that he is using the Yazhi step at this time.

A slight difference will lead to a loss.

It's completely different, and it's wrong.

The next step should have been to step beside an old plum tree dozens of feet away.

Now, I missed the opportunity.

His feet fell into the night sky.

It's colder and the wind is faster, because it's altitude dozens of feet above the ground.

The cold wind roared, a shadow obscured the starlight, and a violent and cold roar came at the same time.

Severe pain came from his shoulders and neck.

Nanke appeared behind him, and his sharp and green fingertips grabbed his shoulders and flew into the higher night sky. What's even more terrifying was that there seemed to be an invisible thin line between her wings, constantly cutting his throat. In just an instant, flesh had already entered and blood began to flow.

The Demon Lord looked at the scene in the night sky, licked the blood on his lips, and was looking forward to it in his calmness.

With the fastest daughter in the world, he doesn't have to worry about Chen Changsheng being able to escape.

Chen Changsheng was restrained by Nanke. He seemed to have no power to resist and could only wait to be killed or eaten.

Just like he was in the cold and high night sky at this time, without any leverage

But he would not surrender, and his fate would not make him surrender, let alone a real enemy or dilemma?

In the wasteland, he learned three swords from Su Li.

At this time, he used the most powerful sword among them without hesitation.

There are three sword techniques in this sword.

The real sword of the National Sect is also known as the Sword of Killing and Punching. During the last battle of the Great Court, he used this sword to force Gou Hanshi to retreat.

The last move of Lishan Sword was in Zhouyuan, when Liang Xiaoxiao used this sword to commit suicide, which made him feel embarrassed, and he had used it.

Tonight he used these two most resolute swords at the same time.

He didn't believe that Nanke had the ability to stop him... and die.

As for the last sword... of course, it must be the Golden Crow Secret Sword of Leshan.

What else can you do if you burn all the world and people?

Nanke did not understand his sword intent, but felt his intention, and she felt a hint of indifference as she felt.

These three swords are too decisive and amazing.

The Demon Lord's cold voice rang again: "I want to die? It's not that easy."

Chen Changsheng's flesh and blood are his last hope, and he will not allow him to be taken away by anyone, including Chen Changsheng himself.

He reached out to the sky, and there was a night falling to Chen Changsheng!

He wanted to use his extremely domineering and strongest magic skills to forcibly swallow Chen Changsheng's last three swords!

His expression was so solemn and so focused that he didn't notice...

Right in front of him.

Just under his feet.

It's on that stretcher.

The young formation master suddenly opened his eyes.

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