Chapter 4971: Rule Breaking Magic Knife
The original recognition means that Qin Chen is a person recognized by this universe.
Normally, the supreme-level powerhouse will be suppressed by the origin of the universe, but once approved by the origin, the origin of the universe will not suppress Qin Chen.
Not only would it not suppress Qin Chen, but it would even give Qin Chen convenience.
"Huh, the origin of the universe, you are also living and going back. Do you think this kid can keep you?"
The ancestor of Yuanmo raised his head to look at the sky, with disdain in his eyes. As he said, he suddenly rushed forward, pressing his palm against Qin Chen!
boom!
The infinite power between the sky and the earth gathered together, and directly enveloped Qin Chen not far away. The power of the entire Demon Realm seemed to gather together and turned into a huge palm.
In the distance, Qin Chen's eyes suddenly shrank, his mind moved, and the mysterious rust sword directly turned into a sword light and violently slashed out. At this moment, a dark fist print directly blasted in front of him, blasting against the mysterious. Above the rust sword!
Bang!
A terrifying force suddenly erupted from Qin Chen, Qin Chen retreated repeatedly, unable to stabilize his figure under this force, but suddenly, a horrible burst of horror erupted from the mysterious Rust Sword. breath.
This breath was extremely cold, and it collided with the breath erupting from that pitch black fist imprint.
With a bang, Qin Chen's figure stopped abruptly, and the dark fist imprints displayed by the ancestor of Yuanmo were actually blocked by Qin Chen.
Seeing this scene, the look of the ancestor of the abyssal demon suddenly became difficult to look!
The ancestor of the deep demon stared at the mysterious rust sword in Qin Chen's hand, "What kind of treasure is this sword? Why do you feel a very familiar aura? No, that's... the power of the sword demon?"
The ancestor of Yuanmo showed a look of consternation.
The Sword Demon was an extremely terrifying powerhouse in ancient times. He had great power to challenge the swordsmen of ten thousand races. He had few opponents. Later, he directly challenged the original rules of the universe, and was finally suppressed and arranged by the original rules of the universe.
However, why did the breath of the sword demon appear in the mysterious rust sword in front of him.
boom!
At this time, from the mysterious rust sword, a cold breath rose up, turned into a terrifying sword intent and soared into the sky, and a dark phantom appeared between the sky and the earth.
As soon as this phantom appeared, the sharp swords in the hands of all the swordsmen within hundreds of millions of miles of the Demon Realm shook crazily, as if they were about to fly out of the air.
Everyone looked shocked, and they urged the origin one after another, controlled the sharp sword in their hands, and looked at the dark shadow one by one in shock.
This dark phantom is not majestic, but the aura that bursts out, like a **** and demon, exudes endless violence.
"The ancestor of the deep demon, don't be unharmed."
This dark phantom took a step forward, looking at the ancestor of the deep demon coldly and said.
"You are... Sword Demon?!"
Looking at the dark phantom in front of him, the eyes of the ancestor of the Yuanmog gradually became gloomy.
Sword Demon, in the ancient times, was a true half-step transcendence powerhouse. Although there is only one spirit left now, it is no small matter.
The ancestor of Yuanmo frowned, and said coldly: "Remember that you were not afraid of the sky in those days. Even the sword ancestor of the Human Race Tongtian sword pavilion dared to challenge the rules of the origin of the universe. How can you now become this kid's subordinate? Up?"
The sword demon said indifferently: "The ancestor of the abyss demon, no matter how talented you are, you will not be able to become the most powerful person in the universe in this life. Do you know why?"
The ancestor of Yuanmo frowned and said: "Why?"
The Sword Demon glanced at Qin Chen and said, "How high a person's accomplishments in his life are, sometimes it's not how hard he works, but how he chooses. If you are on the wrong path, how can you reach the end? Woolen cloth?"
The ancestor of the Yuanmo: "..." The ancestor of the Yuanmo glanced at Qin Chen and sneered: "Hahaha, interesting, do you mean that this kid is your kid? It's ridiculous, the original ancestor still said it. You are a person, ready to draw you together, but the way is different.
Conspiracy, since you are looking for death, the ancestor will learn about the strength of the ancient sword demon in the legend. "
As he said, the ancestor of Yuanmo spread his right hand, and a black magic knife appeared in his hand!
At this moment, the sword demon's eyes became serious, "Broken Magic Knife?!"
Qin Chen looked at the black magic sword in the hands of the ancestor of the deep demon. As soon as this magic sword appeared, the origin of the universe directly oscillated, as if being suppressed by this magic sword.
"Broken the rules magic knife?"
"Yes, this kind of treasure is made with the materials of the universe and sea, and it has a great suppression on the origin of the universe."
Before the sword demon's words fell, the ancestor of the Yuanmo had already cut towards Qin Chen.
boom!
A terrifying knife light burst directly.
"I'm here to stop this person, you go and save that Xiaoyao Supreme."
The dark phantom screamed, hum, the mysterious rust sword appeared directly in the hands of the sword demon, and instantly collided with the ancestor of the deep demon.
boom!
The two immediately fought together, and the sky was dark for a moment.
"What? This person can actually block the ancestor's attack?"
At this time, in the Demon Realm, Huanggu Zhizun and others were all stunned.
In their imagination, the ancestor is already the top powerhouse in the demon world today. Almost no one in this universe will be his opponent, but this phantom has resisted the ancestor of the abyss demon, so he is not shocked.
Boom boom boom!
The sword demon and the ancestors of the abyss demon fought wildly, and the two people exploded and collided like an ocean.
It can be seen to the naked eye that the Sword Demon is being firmly suppressed by the ancestors of the Abyss Demon.
But he was extremely crazy, the whole person was extremely crazy, offering a mysterious rust sword, every sword fell, the power of the ancestor of the deep demon was resisted to death.
Boom boom boom!
The power of the breaking magic knife kept blasting on his body, the sword demon kept retreating, and the aura on his body was constantly weakened.
"Sword Demon, do you still want to be obsessed with it?"
The ancestor of the deep demon shouted angrily, and he kept making moves, trying to kill the sword demon directly, but the opponent was extremely tenacious and resisted hard.
The Sword Demon's eyes were indifferent. If he were in his heyday, he would still be able to fight against the ancestors of the Abyssal Demon, but now he has only one spirit left, and his ability to hold on to the present is already the limit.
At this time, Qin Chen hurried to the place of Xiaoyao Supreme.
"Senior Xiaoyao." Qin Chen yelled and boomed. In his body, the blood of the Dark King burst out directly. Behind him, the aura of the Demon Tree of Ten Thousand Realms surged, and branches quickly spread out, covering the sky. Shield the sun, resist the detached power of the dark race
Big hands.
Xiaoyao Zhizun's face changed slightly, and he shouted, "Don't come here!"
"The kid from the trivial human race actually dare to come and die."
The detached power of the dark clan snorted coldly, his big hand instantly shifted direction, and slammed Qin Chen down with a palm.
boom!
The huge detached hand, as if traveling through the endless world, came to Qin Chen in an instant.
For an instant, Qin Chen felt like he had fallen into an abyss of ten thousand feet, with an illusion that he wanted to die.
"Kill!" Qin Chen yelled, and the blood of thunder in his body burst out, and the whole person turned into a thunder light, covered in blood, directly soaring into the sky.
