Chapter 231

In the blink of an eye, the demon God had rushed to Lu Xing's side. The huge palm was suddenly sent to the two. Lu Xing waved his sword to resist, but he seemed unable to resist.

The demon God passed through the gravity sword and slapped Lu Xing on the chest. The impact of energy vibrated in the meridians at Lu Xing's chest. The spiritual power in his body rolled, forcing Lu Xing to spray out an old blood.

Because there is no entity, the mass of the demon God is infinitely close to zero. Under the shock of energy, he disappeared from the enclave in an instant. With this gap, Lu Xing quickly stabilized his injury and continued to flee.

Yu Youlan said, "younger martial brother, are you okay?"

Lu Xing said: "I can't die yet. His attack method is so strange that I've never heard of it. Elder martial sister, be careful!"

"Well, I know... Be careful!" Yu Youlan suddenly found that the shocked demon god suddenly appeared on the way forward.

"What?" Lu Xing's attention was behind him. Before he noticed it, he clanged into the demon God and hit him with Venus on his face.

Yu Youlan shouted, "get out of the way, younger martial brother!" thirty-six flow lightsabers came out of their scabbard and all shot at the demon God. It's a pity that the lucky streamer sword can't even touch the demon God.

At this moment, the demon God spread out from the figure, stretched into a net, and wrapped them face-to-face. If they are surrounded by the grid, they will end up lingchi.

Suddenly someone shouted behind him, "old man, I'm not dead yet. You hit Lu Xing again?" it was Youxing who caught up.

The three turned back at the same time, but they couldn't believe it. what the fuck? You've lost your head. You're not dead yet?

The demon God saw the most unforgettable thing in his life. He saw a head on his empty neck, just like before.

The demon God was shocked and said, "are you a man or a ghost?" the coquettish operation of Youxing frightened the demon and God at the same time.

Youxing said, "it's just a head loss. There's a big scar on the bowl. What's the fuss? Old man, I have to tear your hand this time!"

The demon God turned to anger and said, "no matter what you are, you must die today!"

Youxing provocatively said, "come and have a try."

While the demon God was distracted, Lu Xing hurriedly ran out of the grid, hid behind Youxing and asked, "what's the matter with you? Why do I look so mysterious?"

Youxing said, "don't worry, it's just my head. I have more."

Lu Xing: "..." it turns out that your head is just an ornament. I finally understand what your IQ is.

The grid rushed up and hanged, breaking the fun into squares one by one. But in the twinkling of an eye, the broken amusement was as compound as before, and there was no change at all.

Not only the demon God, but also Lu Xing and Yu Youlan were more and more surprised. I didn't expect a man picked up casually in the street to be so fierce?

But at this critical moment, Lu Xing didn't have much time to think about anything else. He hurried out of his storage bag to see if there was anything else he could use.

The hilt picked up in Chongguang came into sight. Without saying a word, Lu Xing took it out immediately. The dead horse was treated as a living horse doctor. The hilt of the sword saved him several times. I hope I can save him this time.

Lu Xing said, "elder martial sister, hold on!"

"Yes!"

Lu Xing raised the hilt of the sword, and the spirit power was used. A sword shadow spewed out. Holding the virtual shadow sword, Lu Xing flew to the stranger and shouted, "I'll come too!"

Although the demon God restrained by Youxing noticed Lu Xing coming from behind, he didn't pay attention to it. In his present form, nothing can help him.

Even if the God who sealed him 10000 years ago was reborn, there was no way to take him. After all, he is not who he was.

When Lu Xing's sword hilt stabbed him, the demon God still sneered: "don't waste your strength. I'd better kill you early." but the next second, the demon God's face began to twist: "what's the matter, what's this?"

The demon God spread out into a net broke inch by inch, starting from the atomic level. In the twinkling of an eye, the demon God had broken into countless small pieces.

The demon God said, "don't kill me, don't kill me! Kill me, you'll never get out!"

Lu Xing said, "do you know how to get out?"

The demon God said, "I know! As long as you let me go, I'll send you out right away and never break my promise!"

Lu Xing said, "OK! You dare to break your promise!"

After withdrawing Lingli, Lu Xing found that the shadow of the sword did not disappear, but developed towards an increasingly powerful situation. The sword shadow, which was as thin as a hairspring and looming, now seems to be real.

The broken pieces of the demon God were absorbed by the hilt one by one.

The demon God was stunned: "don't kill me! You go back! Save..." the last small piece of the demon God, together with his voice, was sucked into the hilt of the sword.

The nihilistic sword shadow already has a three-point sense of substance. Even when Lu Xing played with his fingers, he could make a clear sword sound.

The hilt of the sword seemed to be born in Lu Xing's palm. No matter how hard Lu Xing tried, he couldn't get rid of it. After absorbing the demon God, the sword shadow still didn't seem to enjoy it enough, and even began to absorb the endless void around.

The three can clearly feel that the space is getting smaller and smaller.

Youxing panicked and said, "what are you doing? I'm not ready to accept the magic power!"

Lu Xing said, "if I can accept it, I'll wait until now... It's bad! Come and hold me quickly!"

Yu Youlan held Lu Xing, but stretched out her hand harder. Youxing also rushed forward and hugged Lu Xing with one hand. He almost didn't cut Lu Xing in two.

The endless void, like a river and a sea, flows thousands of miles and rushes into the hilt through the shadow of the sword. At this time, the hilt of the sword was completely out of Lu Xing's control.

As the void was swallowed up, the distant starlight also flew close and integrated into the hilt of the sword. The absorption speed of the hilt is faster and faster, and the hilt is shaking violently.

Lu Xing, holding the hilt of the sword, felt as if his wrists were about to break.

When the hilt absorbs enough energy, the sword body recovers, which has become the essence, and there is no sense of nothingness. Lu Xing looked carefully and found that the sword was engraved with two words - judgment.

"Judgment? The sword of judgment?" Lu Xing wondered, "is it left by an elder of the temple? No wonder he found it in Chongguang."

Suddenly, Lu Xing remembered the illusion he saw in the floating island of the son of the demon God. A huge sword fell down from the sky, cut through the void, and cut off the floating island with one sword.

This sword, is it really that sword?

To return, the absorption of the sword of judgment did not stop, and there was a more and more fierce trend. After the hilt is formed, the speed of the sword body absorbing space is too fast to be seen by the naked eye.

The vast void is like a meteor waterfall, with the sword body as the center, like a waterfall hanging at the mouth, crazy pouring into the sword body. The more space absorbed, the more dazzling the reflection of the sword.

Finally, Lu Xing was too dazzled to open his eyes. Suddenly, the space was broken, countless cracks appeared in the void, and wisps of sunshine gushed out of the cracks.

The figure of Lu Xing was spit out from the broken hole in the space