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Chapter 256 I Have a Sword! (seeking subscription)

Three hours later, He Pingan had stepped into the hinterland of the Demon Realm.

Countless demons saw He Pingan's figure, even though they sensed the terrifying power on him, these demons were not afraid at all, their eyes were bloodied, and they waved their weapons to kill He Pingan frantically, as if they had no fear of life and death at all. , without fear of pain.

He Pingan came all the way, and at least killed nearly ten thousand demons who were not afraid of death, but there were more demon monks flocking to him.

Seeing this scene, He Pingan couldn't help but give up the killing, and just kept his head on his way. Even if a demon race happened to rush a hundred feet in front of him, he would be swept away by the terrifying dark golden light.

But he couldn't help but secretly wondered in his heart, these demon monks were not afraid of life and death, they were simply born war machines.

The only shortcoming is that he doesn't seem to have any intelligence and only knows the simplest killing.

If you encounter a well-equipped army that knows how to coordinate and cooperate, you will fall into the predicament of fighting on your own.

At this moment, He Pingan flew over a bloody plain thousands of miles away.

I saw two groups of demons with different skin colors dividing into two camps and fighting together.

Just as he was about to flash by, one of the blood-red demons saw He Ping'an's flash of light, not only did not charge over, but hid far away, his eyes full of fear.

"what"

He Pingan showed a look of surprise, waved his hand and took the demon monk with a blood-red body into the air, and found that his cultivation base had reached the second-rank demon cultivator realm.

"let me go!"

The blood-red demons kept struggling, shouting incessantly.

"Can actually talk!"

Along the way, He Ping'an, most of the demon monks he saw would only make some "ho ho" sounds similar to wild animals.

It is rare to see demons who can speak complete words.

"Soul search!"

He Pingan gave a soft drink, and his consciousness was swept out immediately, pouring into the sea of ​​consciousness of this demon monk.

After a while, He Pingan waved the blood-body demon to the bottom and continued to fly forward.

It turned out that among the demons, neither the middle third rank nor the lower third rank demon monks had spiritual wisdom.

Since the day of birth, it has been spent in endless killings, and only after continuously improving its cultivation in the killings, until it reaches the upper third rank, will it produce superficial spiritual wisdom.

Later, with the improvement of cultivation base, spiritual intelligence will become higher and higher.

In addition to the local demons in the Demon Realm, humans can also practice demonic skills, and some people with extraordinary talents can improve their cultivation at an extremely fast speed.

Jiang Yuyan is an example. She is a human race, but she has practiced the magic art, and in just a hundred years, she has already achieved a half-step transcendence.

You know, there are countless monks who spend their whole lives, and it is difficult to reach the third rank.

Just after flying less than a thousand miles away, He Pingan noticed the breath of the blood demon Taoist master, who appeared not far ahead, paused, and stopped in mid-air.

After ten breaths, a bloody figure appeared in He Pingan's sight.

"Should I call you He Xiaoyou, or Three Crazy Fellow Daoists?"

The aura of the blood demon Taoist master was like an abyss like a sea, and his devilish energy was like a tide. He looked at He Pingan from a distance with a pair of eyes shining with blood.

"It's all right!"

He Pingan sealed the broken small cauldron to prevent Princess Yifang from peeping, and changed the subject: "Master Blood Demon, the poor Taoist came here today, and it's not just to play tricks on you."

"Hand over Jiang Yuyan, and the poor may spare your death!"

"Hehe, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you are so entrusted with it?"

The blood demon Taoist looked at He Pingan in surprise, and had never noticed before that he was so rampant.

"Of course, because today is different from the past!"

He Pingan's mana gushed out for thousands of years, and an astonishing momentum swept out of his body.

Suddenly, the sky above the Demon Realm was filled with wind and clouds, and the blood-colored ground trembled slightly.

The demons below wanted to rush forward, but they were overwhelmed by this powerful momentum.

Those who jumped close were directly crushed into blood and flesh.

"Golden Wonderland?"

The blood demon Taoist looked at He Pingan, and couldn't help being slightly surprised.

Since the last fight, it has only been more than a month, and He Ping'an's cultivation has soared from the real fairyland to the golden fairyland.

I secretly regretted in my heart, I should have done it earlier, now that He Ping'an has full wings, it is even more difficult to win.

Seeing the complexion of the blood demon Taoist master changed several times, He Pingan smiled triumphantly: "Blood demon Taoist master, seeing that you are a senior, I will save you a little face, and quickly hand over Jiang Yuyan, and then hand over a hundred drops of heavenly demon marrow. Then kneel down and kowtow, Pindao spare your death!"

"Straight up!"

Hearing He Ping'an's arrogant remarks, no matter how good the blood demon master is, he can't suppress it.

The blood all over his body was solidified, and the blood mist filled the air and continued to spread around. In the blink of an eye, the surrounding area was covered in it within a hundred miles.

If it wasn't for the dark golden light shining all over He Ping'an's body to disperse the blood mist, even He Pingan's body would be occupied by the blood mist.

"Demon God Realm?"

He Pingan suddenly understood, no wonder the Blood Demon Taoist was able to defeat the Heart Demon Taoist. It turned out that his strength had reached the Demon God Realm, the second level of the Demon Cultivator Transcendence Realm.

It is equivalent to my current ten thousand years of Taoism.

And as a veteran transcendent powerhouse, there must be some hidden background in him.

Of course, He Pingan's breakthrough time was too short, and he hadn't had time to comprehend the mystery of the seventh revolution of the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kung Fu.

As far as he knew, the seventh turn of the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kungfu could achieve rebirth from a drop of blood, and grow hair into a body, such a great supernatural power that he had never heard of.

As long as a drop of blood survives, he can be reborn from the blood, and he is almost immortal.

The golden light protecting the body is exceptionally tough, and ordinary cultivators in the real fairyland would not be able to break through their defenses if they did not have magic weapons in their hands.

The physical body is even more powerful, it can be transformed into three heads and six arms, and the strength of the physical body will be increased by more than three times.

It's all to blame for that old loach relentlessly chasing after him.

Thinking of the old loach, He Pingan silently calculated the time, the Dragon King of the East China Sea should be here soon.

Immediately shouted: "Old blood demon thief, today I will let you taste the strongest supernatural power cultivated by Pindao after breaking through the golden fairyland."

Speaking of the crazily running mana in his body, his astonishing momentum rose steadily, and he quickly avoided all the blood mist within ten miles in front of him.

The blood demon daoist frowned slightly. Although he looked relaxed, he was actually vigilant.

This He Pingan said so powerfully, when he made the move, he would definitely be shocked.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed that behind He Pingan, there seemed to be an aura of a strong man of the same level, approaching crazily.

"Hehe, I found a helper!"

The blood demon Taoist sneered, and he was not afraid. The backhand he arranged was a sharp weapon against many monks. The more powerful people of the same level came, the more he would benefit if he was trapped by him.

"Accept!"

He Pingan also felt that the Dragon King of the East China Sea was approaching, and the Jinlin Sword appeared in his hand.

"I, He Pingan, have a sword that can move mountains, break rivers, overturn seas, subdue demons, suppress demons, order gods, pick stars, destroy cities, and open the sky!"

While speaking, ten thousand years of mana poured into the Jinlin sword, and an astonishing sword light overflowed from the Jinlin sword.

As He Pingan slashed down with a sword, the dark golden light covered the sky and the earth, and a terrifying power swept out, and there was a faint breath of soul in the sword light.

The blood demon daoist focused on investigating carefully, and his expression suddenly became serious. This sword light is not only powerful, but also has a hidden soul attack, which is really difficult to deal with.

"Thousands of swords in the blood field!"

With a loud roar, his whole body was filled with blood. With a vigorous wave of his hand, endless blood drops emerged from the blood mist. Every drop of blood immediately turned into a series of blood-colored flying knives, cutting towards the dark golden sword light at the same time.

Unexpectedly, the seemingly tough surface of the dark golden light lasted only three breaths before it shattered.

After countless bloody flying knives pierced through the dark gold sword light, they quickly slashed at the ray of divine soul wrapped in the dark gold sword light.

"what!"

In the breath of the soul, there was a shrill scream, and then the breath became weak, and the soul was completely wiped out.

"This is?"

There was a hint of doubt on the face of the Blood Demon Dao Master. This sword seemed to be nothing more than that, not as powerful as imagined.

There is no attack power either.

"Jia'er, my son!"

The blood demon Taoist master was in doubt, and in the bloody river below, a giant green dragon that stretched for hundreds of miles jumped out of the water, and the sound was extremely sad.

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