Ancient God Evolver

Chapter 70 The Man in Black Robe!Ancient apotheosis!
"I'm nothing more than a lingering soul in this immortal stele."

"However, you can call me Sword Demon. All the enemies of my era called me that."

"Trials are extremely dangerous. So, are you ready?"

The man in black robe gently held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, lifted it up, gently wiped the shimmering blade with the corner of his clothes, and said leisurely.

The Great Sun Furnace at the heart is like a volcano erupting, erupting with surging power. Every beat is like ancient thunder, thundering in this area of ​​the world.

The hot blood surged like a river, making a gurgling sound.

Gu Ning raised his blood-colored vertical pupils, and fine blood-colored dragon scales spread from his neck along the body surface. A noble, majestic, ancient, and profound blood-colored mask condensed on his face, and a strange horn condensed a bloody light, as if To pierce the sky.

A ferocious dragon tail composed purely of blood-colored scales swayed randomly in the void, and a sharp sound of breaking through the air roared in the void.

The blood-colored scales are attached to the body surface, just like scale armor cast from blood-colored steel. When the dragon scales open and close, they spit out hot and rising blood mist, and the endless evil energy condenses into substance and presses across the void.

The dragon blade in his hand gently turned back, and a casual and careless frivolous voice came from under the blood-colored mask, "I think there is no other choice other than this!"

The pair of narrow eyes under the bronze mask shrank, and then he reacted and said with interest: "Ancient deification? Interesting, I didn't expect that you, a small body-refining realm monk, could master such a perfect ancient deification!"

After finishing speaking, he paused and said in an extremely low voice: "What a pity, I have to make it more difficult for myself!"

The sword ghost grabbed the collar and raised the black robe into the sky, revealing a face as charming as blood. A stern smile hung on his face. He looked at Gu Ning in the distance and said softly: "A person like you must not be Just an unknown person! I'm afraid I'll hit you too hard later and accidentally beat you to death. Can you leave me a name?"

An indifferent voice came out from under the bloody mask, "Gu Ning!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Ning's figure flashed like a ghost, and in the blink of an eye, the sword ghost appeared in front of him. The dragon blade cut through the void, and a sharp roar sounded in his ears. The majestic evil aura intertwined with the mist, turning into an ancient head. The bloody dragon opened its bloody mouth and swallowed it.

"Ha! The little thing is so anxious."

The sword ghost chuckled lightly, and the tip of the long sword touched Gu Ning's blade. There was a roar, and the terrible blow followed his body, deviated from the planned direction, and struck the blood-colored floor. The strong wind stirred up brought with it the rising blood flames. Rolling in the void.

Gu Ning was surprised that the terrifying power could not leave even a single trace on the blood-colored floor.

The sword ghost jumped up and distanced himself from Gu Ning.

Gu Ning stood up and sneered, "I thought that Old Antiques were decisive, and they would fight if they disagreed!"

"Why are you so verbose, like a Tang monk reciting sutras?"

The smile on Sword Demon's face disappeared and turned into ice. His voice was extremely cold, "In that case, let me see how strong you are. Don't worry, I will suppress my realm to be the same as yours."

Fine blue scales appeared from the sword ghost's face and spread all over his body in an instant. The ferocious horn on his forehead opened up the flesh and curved and extended.

There are jagged bony protrusions all over the chest, forming a bone armor that wraps the whole body tightly.

The palm holding the long sword was covered with green scales, and the fingertips were as sharp as claws, shining with a terrifying cold light. The majestic, vast, domineering and coercive aura was fully displayed, pressing hard against Gu Ning like real substance.

The sword ghost pounced like an eagle, his long sword cut through the void, and a long river appeared behind him. The waves were one after another, and it took only a moment to complete the nine stacks, turning into a world-destroying wave and sweeping over.

"Ninth level of Dielang?"

Gu Ning's pupils shrank, and he immediately recognized the technique used by the sword ghost. It was the ninth level of the waves used by the undead skeleton he encountered when he first entered the Zhongtian Divine Realm.

It's just that the sword ghost's usage skills are much better than that of the undead skeleton. In just an instant, the nine waves were superimposed to form a huge sea wave that shook the world.

Gu Ning did not dare to be careless, and scorching flames ignited on his body. The majestic flame dragon surged out of his body, winding and hovering in the void. A pair of blood-colored vertical pupils opened, and the boundless murderous intention and evil spirit condensed into substance. .

The roaring dragon's roar penetrated the heaven and earth, and waves of sound were set off in the void. The Sword Demon's galloping figure was sluggish for a moment, as if he was shocked by the appearance of the dragon's roar.

Gu Ning seized the opportunity, and a pair of blazing wings appeared on his back. With a sudden shock, his figure exploded and turned into a stream of light, colliding with the sword ghost.

"clang!"

The clash of knives and swords made a clanging sound, and the trembling sound echoed in the void, creating lines like water ripples.

The big waves behind Sword Demon covered the sky and covered the earth, like a wave of destroying the world, slapping down.The Yanlong coiled in the void spewed out scorching flames, the void twisted where it passed, and ruthlessly bumped into the waves.

The interweaving of water and fire caused a large mist to rise up, shining colorful streamers under the radiance of the light, and the entire bloody barrier was like a fairyland, colorful and cloud-shrouded.

Gu Ning only felt the vast power coming from his hands. His advancing body paused, and he flew backwards at an extremely fast speed. He hit the blood-colored barrier hard, and a mouthful of hot blood sprayed from his mouth. out.

The Yanlong was destroyed by the wave, making a "sizzling" sound, and a large area of ​​mist filled the air and turned into clouds.

Without the Yanlong's obstruction, the wave suddenly shot down and hit Gu Ning hard.

"Humph!"

Gu Ning groaned, and the bones in his body seemed to be falling apart, making a crunching sound.

"Boom!"

A thunderous sound exploded in this space, setting off a strong wind. The diffuse fog dissipated in an instant, and a brilliant rainbow appeared in the air, which was dazzling.

Gu Ning pushed himself up and stood up, a little embarrassed, but the eyes under the blood-red mask were extremely calm, as if he had expected it.

"Oh? He's quite experienced. He took one of my moves, Jiu Dilang, and he was still able to stand up!"

The sword ghost stepped forward slowly, and with every step on the ground, there was a rumbling sound in the void, like an ancient thunder coming into the world.

As the blue scales on his body opened and closed, crackling blue arcs of electricity escaped, exploding in the void.

"You are indeed different from the crooked melons and split dates I have encountered before. You are too strong." Gu Ning swallowed the blood in his throat, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and continued: "But this is interesting, isn't it? ?”

When the blood-colored dragon scales opened and closed, they spit out hot blood inflammation, and the moisture on the body turned into steam and rose and dissipated.

"In that case, I will do my best."

The sword ghost took one step forward and turned into a bolt of lightning, rushing straight towards him like artillery fire.

"Boy, be careful. The source of this guy's swastika is Yazhen, and he controls the power of thunder and lightning." The ancient blood spirit dragon's voice echoed in Gu Ning's ears, reminding him.

Seeing the dazzling lightning turning into lightning, Gu Ning said unhurriedly: "Master Long, I will definitely become the strongest. No matter how difficult and dangerous the front is, I will kill them all with the dragon blade in my hand." open."

The berserk blood suddenly gushed out, the messy long hair fluttered in the strong wind, and a bright golden flame rendered the bloody vertical pupils golden.

The blood flames burning on the scale armor suddenly extinguished, and wisps of golden flames rose out of the air. The blood-colored scale armor flashed with colorful colors under the color of gold and blood.

With a bang, his figure exploded, and golden flames flew across the sky, intertwining with the lightning transformed by the sword ghost.

The collision of thunder and fire caused a thunderstorm and golden flames shining across the world. The horrific aftermath of the explosion spread outward like a small sun, setting off a strong hot wind.

"Get stronger?"

The sword ghost's long sword flashed with arcs of electricity, and he pressed hard against the dragon blade in Gu Ning's hand. Feeling the huge force coming from the long sword, his face changed slightly.

The young man in front of him was covered in golden flames, and the violent power was clearly visible. The terrifying high temperature made it difficult for him to look directly, and his eyes would dry and crack if he was not careful.

Unfortunately, battles are not won by brute force.

The horned thunder and lightning on the forehead gathered together, and a flash of lightning flashed out. The terrifying power was mixed with the riot of lightning and thunder, and the void trembled and screamed.

The vertical pupils in Gu Ning's eyes shrank slightly, and she pushed the sword away with all her strength. The dragon blade turned into a scale shield amid the lightning and thunder.

The rumbling electric light all exploded on the scale shield, making a violent explosion sound.

Gu Ning held the scale shield tightly in his hands, his figure retreated from the explosion, and his expression was dignified under the bloody mask.

(End of this chapter)