Chapter 1992 Borrowing a Sword

Outside the Lingyin Cave Mountains, more and more masters from various sects gathered. Originally, there were only top sects such as one palace, one realm, three sects and sixteen sects. Gradually, some middle-level forces also heard about it.

The human race and the demon race have been natural enemies since hundreds of thousands of years ago. The demonic intention in the mountains is so powerful that even with Zheng Dingfeng's magic power to isolate it, top masters can still feel the fluctuations.

But now the entire mountain range is isolated, and no one can see clearly what's going on inside.

And when everyone gathered here, no one noticed that somewhere in the mountain range, a point of light quickly broke through the sky and disappeared in the distance instantly.

This ray of light was extremely obscure, and even the two combined-level monks Taixuan Zhenren and Wuhuazi did not notice it.

But just as the light flashed past, Fairy Jingchen raised her head and glanced in that direction, her eyes seemed a little confused.

However, she quickly retracted her gaze, her expression returned to calm, and she continued to look at the barrier of light in front of her.

"Everyone, the resurrection of the Great Saint Demon is no small matter. This demon's cultivation reached the Mahayana stage 60,000 years ago. Although its cultivation has plummeted after being sealed, it is also a major disaster for our human race. Although Zheng Dingfeng has isolated this place, but There is no guarantee that he will not be able to fight against him on his own. For the sake of our human race’s plan, I suggest that we defend here to prevent this demon from breaking out of the restriction.”

Wuhuazi, the leader of the Lingxiao Realm, said to the person he was looking at.

His voice was not loud, but it carried the powerful spiritual pressure of the Fusion Stage and was clearly heard in the ears of everyone present.

Upon hearing the words "Great Holy Demon", many people's expressions suddenly changed.

The Dacheng Holy Demon once brought heavy damage to the human race, and countless human sects were destroyed in its hands. Most people are aware of that history.

However, before they came here, they did not know that it was this demon that had awakened in the demonic cloud. When they heard what Wuhuazi said, their hearts trembled violently.

Not to mention that this demon once had the cultivation level of the Mahayana period, even if his cultivation level plummeted after being sealed, it was definitely not something that ordinary people could contend with.

Some of the factions suddenly felt regretful, and so did the other demons. The reputation of the Great Saint Demon really made them fearful.

But now that the matter has come to this, it is clear that they have no way out. If they leave at this time, they will definitely be regarded as abandoning the human race, and neither they nor their sect will be able to gain a foothold.

"You don't have to worry. Although this demon is powerful, the cultivation level of our senior brother Zheng is comparable to it. We only need to guard the barrier here." Taixuan Zhenren said: "Of course, if at this time, If any fellow Taoist wants to leave, no one will stop him."

When the monks from various sects heard this, their expressions suddenly shone.

Compared with what Wuhuazi said just now, Taixuan Zhenren's words seemed much softer.

But now, who can be alone?

Everyone finally looked at each other and smiled bitterly, and had no choice but to wait in place.

Zheng Dingfeng's reputation as the number one cultivator in the Human Emperor Realm was there. With him around, everyone felt more at ease.

And just when everyone was waiting solemnly, in a plain hundreds of miles away, a ray of light tore through the void, and Ye Chunyang suddenly appeared there.

After he stabilized his body, he raised his head and looked in the direction of Lingyin Cave. Even from a distance, he could vaguely see the barrier shrouding the mountains and the demonic clouds within.

Ye Chunyang pondered for a moment, drove the escape light to flash into the air, and watched there from a distance.

Although Zheng Dingfeng sent him out, he couldn't really leave. After all, it was because of him that the Great Saint Demon escaped from the seal. If he could help within his ability, he would naturally do nothing. He took action without hesitation.

When he looked up, there was a sudden roar in the sky, the sky shook violently, and then a monstrous evil force spread out.

Ye Chunyang's eyes narrowed, and he saw the magic clouds in the barrier rising wildly, and a tall demon statue faintly appeared, standing in the clouds and overlooking the nine realms of the world.

"This is the Great Saint Demon!"

Ye Chunyang took a breath. The spiritual pressure emanating from the demon statue was actually more terrifying than when he felt the will of the combined sculpture in the Abyss Realm, even approaching the power of the Mahayana in the Immortal Spirit Palace.

"Is this demon's cultivation really reaching the Mahayana stage?" Ye Chunyang's pupils shrank sharply, showing great shock.

In the Mahayana stage, there are existences close to true immortals. The monks at the combined level are already at the peak of the spiritual world. If this demon still retains the cultivation level before the seal, not to mention the three realms of the human race, the entire spiritual world may not be able to resist him. Count with five fingers.

"boom!"

A violent impact sound came, and countless dark magic symbols appeared in the direction of Lingyin Cave, rushing towards the barrier in mid-air, trying to break the barrier.

And the moment the magic talisman appeared, a majestic sword intent soared into the sky, and thirteen golden flying swords pierced the sky and clanked!

It was Zheng Dingfeng’s peak thirteen swords!

Each of these thirteen swords exudes brilliant brilliance, possessing the power of heaven and earth, mobilizing a party's vitality. As soon as it strikes, the magic talisman instantly collapses.

Feeling the huge coercion emanating from the sword formation, Ye Chunyang was shocked in his heart.

This is the true high-level sword cultivator!

Although his Daqian Sword Formation possesses the power of heavenly thunder, after all, his cultivation has not reached the state of integration, and it is far from being able to mobilize the power of heaven and earth like Zheng Dingfeng.

It was a rare opportunity for him to observe with his own eyes how such a combined monk wields a sword!

Ye Chunyang stayed where he was. While watching the battle, he also carefully understood the sword intent permeating the thirteen flying swords. He unconsciously felt a mysterious feeling, as if the confusion that had been accumulated in his heart had been solved.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

The terrible roar continued to come, and the world was shaking wildly. By watching the battle from a distance, Ye Chunyang could also feel the gathering of the monks from various sects. Those people were guarding outside at this time, working together to help Zheng Dianfeng stabilize the barrier seal.

Ye Chunyang scanned his mind and found that Zheng Dianfeng's barrier seemed to be casually arranged, but it was actually very powerful. No matter how many magic symbols the demon statue released, it still could not shake it at all.

But the Great Saint Demon seemed to be aroused by this. He roared to the sky, a ball of magic mist rushed out of his mouth, and a huge hand covering the sky slapped it down.

The thirteen golden flying swords hovering in the air were as small as needles under the huge demon hand. They were caught in the hands of the Great Saint Demon in an instant, and the light became dim.

Then, the demon suddenly raised his hand and threw it. The thirteen flying swords were entangled by the magic symbols and were suspended in the air and could not play a role.

Seeing this scene, Ye Chunyang's pupils shrank slightly. This peak thirteen swords are definitely the best swords in the current human emperor realm. They were easily suppressed by the great saint demon. How terrifying is this demon's cultivation?

"Boy, borrow your sword!"

Just as Ye Chunyang was shocked, a voice suddenly came to his mind. The voice was very familiar. It was Zheng Dianfeng.

Without waiting for Ye Chunyang to respond, the eighty-one swords in his body suddenly made a buzzing sound, and then broke out of his body uncontrollably.

Ye Chunyang was very angry!

These eighty-one flying swords are his natal sword essence cultivated from the demon god realm until now. They form the great sword formation magic power. No one has ever been able to forcibly summon them from his body. Zheng Dianfeng was hundreds of miles away, but he was able to borrow the flying sword from him with a divine thought. What a magical power!

"Boy, your flying sword has the power of heavenly thunder, which is the nemesis of the evil spirits. When I seal this demon, I will return the sword array to you!"

As the sword array flew away, Zheng Dianfeng's voice came again, and he laughed loudly, as if he was not under much pressure.

Ye Chunyang frowned, and was naturally extremely angry when his life-defining sword essence was forcibly borrowed from him, but the difference in realm between the two sides was too great, and he could not stop Zheng Dianfeng, but the other party did not have any malicious intentions, and borrowed the flying sword to use the power of heavenly thunder on his sword to fight against the great saint demon.

Outside the Lingyin Cave barrier, the monks of various sects saw silver-white rainbow light flashing across the sky, followed by an astonishing thunder that filled the sky, and then, dense thunder swords appeared above the demon cloud.

"What a pure power of heavenly thunder, where did Senior Brother Zheng summon these flying swords from?"

Taixuan Zhenren looked at these flying swords with surprise in his eyes.

"These flying swords seem to be made of natural thunder wood. Isn't this spiritual material extinct? How can someone get it?" Wu Huazi sensed the mystery of the eighty-one flying swords at once and was also shocked.

While the two looked different, the eighty-one flying swords filled with thunder light rushed into the barrier in an instant under the influence of a huge magic power, and headed straight for the magic cloud in the sky.

Zheng Dianfeng had white hair and a long body, but his figure was straight. He saw him holding his hands to drive the sword, and waves of magic power surged into the sword formation. Under his powerful cultivation, Ye Chunyang's eighty-one flying swords burst out with unprecedented brilliance.

On the sword body, thunder continued to roar, and the whole world seemed to be left with only that one lightning light, which was extremely dazzling. At the same time, the eighty-one flying swords naturally exuded a supreme and magical meaning, majestic and vast.

"Huh?"

Zheng Dianfeng's magic power paused.

Then, he looked at the eighty thunder swords with disbelief, and said in surprise: "This is the will of Mahayana... This kid's sword formation actually integrates the will of Mahayana, how is this possible?"

Zheng Dianfeng was extremely surprised and shocked to the extreme.

He couldn't imagine that Ye Chunyang, a cultivator in the early stage of returning to the void, could get such an opportunity as the will of Mahayana, and could also integrate it into his sword formation, making the sword will reach an extremely pure state.

"This kid is indeed not an ordinary person!" Zheng Dianfeng smacked his lips and admired in his heart.

At the same time, he looked at the Great Saint Demon with a sarcastic smile in his eyes, "Tiancheng Thunder Wood can originally restrain the true demon energy, and this kid's sword formation has integrated the will of Mahayana, the old demon of Great Success, I am afraid that this record will send you to the west."

Zheng Dianfeng laughed loudly, and the sword formula fell suddenly.

Suddenly, a torrential rain of swords fell from the sky, and the surging Mahayana sword intent filled the thunder. Wherever it went, the magic talismans quickly disintegrated, and the magic clouds in the sky also exploded.

"Mahayana intent! This is impossible!"

A wild roar came from the magic cloud, and the demon statue transformed by the Great Saint Demon also showed a look of horror in its eyes.