Chapter 1597

With the strength of the demon lord Gula's body, this sword didn't smash his body. It was just that the edge of the sword penetrated into the place, and cracks spread out.

Hiss!

It's not the plasma that breaks out, it's the black demon's spiritual power. It's the defense demons that cover Gula's body. It's the blood that bursts out, but it's the coagulation that doesn't disperse. It's absorbed by the sword body directly and flows into Wang Xu's body as a pure soul power.

"Well?"

In an instant, Wang Xu's eyes narrowed and he was surprised.

Although the fluctuation of soul power is only about a few hundred compared with the total amount of his terrible soul power, it's just a sword!

At this time, Wang Xu suddenly reacts that he seems to have misunderstood the mysterious burial. I'm afraid the other party didn't ask him to go there to protect him from the battlefield, but to give him this set of Xuanlong armor.

It turns out that this set of armor is not as simple as it appears. It can devour the flesh and blood of demons in battle and directly transform it into pure soul power.

For Wu Zun, this is a set of artifact!

"You, you... Damn it! Damn human At the same second, the guru seemed to feel the loss of his soul power, and his eyes widened, full of blood.

He is the only one who eats people and swallows souls. No human has ever dared to plunder soul power from him!

It's like

court death!

He's angry, he's furious.

But the next second, an extremely cold and terrible emotion suddenly rose from the depth of his soul. Before he could reflect what this emotion was, his consciousness had suddenly fallen into darkness.

Wang Xu didn't say a word. He pulled out Xuanlong's sword with a cold face. The sun fire on the Yang spirit sword armor rolled back to the Yang spirit sword armor from the original position of the Gula demon king. Only a handful of black ash was flying in the air.

At the same time, it is an objective pure soul force, into his body.

"Only 20000 values..." Wang Xu stood in the void, holding Xuanlong general's sword in his right hand, standing at will, and a trace of thoughtfulness flashed in his eyes.

If the strength of the guru is compared with that of the martial arts, it should be in the middle level of the martial arts, but its combat effectiveness is no worse than that of the high level martial arts because of the more powerful physical body of the demon talent.

However, in his high position, the top martial arts master doesn't have to waste too much energy to kill each other.

In particular, the special effect of Xuanlong general's sword seems to restrain the opponent's strength to some extent. This weapon seems to be specially designed and made for demons.

"Maybe I can't contribute too much to the battlefield beyond the sky, but my current strength, in the battlefield below, is a powerful sea god needle that can easily make one side win!"

Wang Xu's heart is excited. He looks at countless demons around him, and his eyes light up. If he kills them all, how much soul power will he absorb?

Excited Wang Xu didn't notice that when he thought about it, there was a faint shaking in the Shenfu opened up in the emperor's body, which seemed to be excited.

"The devil!"

All around, more than a dozen demon generals under the command of the Lord Gula rushed over at the same time, and the murderous spirit was overwhelming.

Wang Xu was silent, but there was a trace of cruelty in his eyes.

Demons, such as pigs and dogs!

Don't be soft when you kill it!

When the more than ten demons approached him for less than 100 meters, Wang Xu suddenly moved and swept the sword out of Xuanlong's right hand.

Hiss! Hiss!!

Like the sound of breaking silk, the cold and bright sword edge instantly cut off the space, crossed the distance of 100 meters, and cut off the demons, such as pork.

Their attack, at the same time, hit Wang Xu's Yangling sword armor, making a sonorous sound, but it didn't even leave a white mark. On the contrary, it stimulates the sun spirit fire on the Yang spirit sword armor to rush out and spread, submerge them and burn them to ashes.

The soul power of different strength, along the Xuanlong general sword body, constantly poured into Wang Xu's body. Unfortunately, the soul power of so many demon generals is not as good as that of a hundred one, only a thousand.

"Sure enough, the stronger the demons are, the purer their soul power is, and the more they absorb. These demon generals can also absorb soul power. If the following thousands of weaker demon soldiers want 1000 soul power, they may have to kill hundreds of thousands or millions of them? "

Standing in the void, the golden cape with the sun and fire behind him is hunting. Wang Xu's eyes pass the demons and warriors entangled below, fighting all over the mountains, killing and death everywhere.

Few people noticed that the battle over the sky had ended so quickly.

After sweeping around, the battle situation of the sword tower has stabilized. Wang Xu's eyes are far away. In the left and right directions, there is an army of demons, gathering together like a black wave.

Demons like the tide!

Trance like a Kuroshio!

The world, at this moment, in Wang Xu's eyes, abruptly divided into two poles. Black on one side and white on the other.

Black and white entangle and collide with each other. It seems that they have become a huge yin-yang fish stone mill. The two sides crush each other. Heaven and earth are like stone plates, and all living beings are like ants.

At this moment, a trance of emotion rises from the depth of Wang Xu's spirit. It seems that he represents himself for the first time and really sees some rules of the world.

Click, click, Bang

Such as cocoon into a butterfly, as if there is an invisible shell, suddenly broken at this moment.

Wang Xu suddenly stops.

The next second, he bowed his head, glanced across the earth and stopped in a dense battlefield area.

There is a dividing line.

In front of us are the demons who have collided with the swordsmen.

Behind them, there are more demons with more quantity, stronger flavor, and more formal. Like the warriors, they have standard armor and weapons, and complete rigorous and shocking formation.

"I feel an impulse in my body..."

Wang Xu murmured to himself. He raised the sword to the highest point, then suddenly threw it out.

Whew!

The sword of Xuanlong, with its dazzling golden light, shot through the air like a meteor, cut through the space and fell heavily on the dividing line.

Boom!!

An earth shaking sound came from afar. Centered on the ground where Xuanlong's sword fell, the light of the sword spread all around. Wherever it passed, whether it was the miscellaneous demon army in front or the more formal demon army in the back.

Within a radius of 1000 meters, all the demons turned into flying ash, flying all over the sky, and the sun's spirit fire swept the earth crazily, devouring all the life in the range.

Click!

Huge cracks tear the earth slowly and quickly, running through all directions. The center of everything is the place where Xuanlong's sword fell.

The sound of fighting on the huge battlefield disappeared at this moment.

All the two sides in the battle, the demons and the warriors, all retreated for a certain distance, and looked suspiciously in the direction of the loud noise and the terror.

When I saw the handle alone on the earth, the ground around cracked, countless golden sun fire rolled back, only the blank ground with flying ash.

Whether it's the demon side or the warrior side.

Everybody, they're all dead!