Chapter 182

The descendant of the lineage of the emerging demon monk in the West.

Its scope of activities is not only in the snow-covered plateau, but also in the Western Regions.

The Snowy Plateau is part of the Demon Realm, and the Western Region is the inherent sphere of influence of the alien races in Mobei.

When Chen Luoyang and other high-ranking members of the Demon Sect learned of the strange news on the snowy plateau, the foreign race apparently also received news from the Western Regions.

So Chen Luoyang was not surprised that the Sword Emperor knew about it.

He was more surprised by the strength of the opponent's second shot.

The meaning of this "letter" was clearly that the decisive battle with Chen Luoyang continued as scheduled.

The winners of the two sides after the war will enter China, lead the group, and meet the new uninvited guests from the West.

Chen Luoyang was a little speechless.

From the bottom of his heart, he hopes to find out the details of the successor of the Demon Buddha first, and then make a decision.

It's just that you don't lose if you lose, and you can't easily say things like delaying the duel.

This involves a question of self-confidence.

Chen Luoyang became more and more familiar with his current body, and his martial arts became more and more familiar, as if he could use his arms and fingers.

At the same time, he felt more and more profound.

Whether a person can fully display what he has learned has a lot to do with his mentality.

Ability is not a quantitative value. Under the influence of mentality, there are great ups and downs in on-the-spot performance.

This aspect is actually his shortcoming.

After all, he didn't practice martial arts from a young age like others, and he practiced it consistently.

Fortunately, some experiences in his previous life made him quite resolute.

All along, he has been secretly adjusting and training himself silently.

Behind the scenery in front of people is to seize every minute and every second, adapt to oneself, delve into martial arts, and hone one's character.

This is the reason why some aspects of his mentality are becoming more and more like the former leader.

So although he complained about this world of martial arts from time to time in his heart, when he really fought with others, his will became more and more determined and his mentality became more and more stable.

Although there were many obstacles along the way, it was precisely this journey of continuous victories, people blocking and killing people, and invincibility that cultivated his aura and killing intent in the shortest possible time.

From a certain point of view, he would like to thank the days of danger.

But this did not affect Chen Luoyang's complaints about Yu Wenfeng, the patriarch of the alien race.

Let's all be more rational, first tacitly agree that no one will mention the duel, and understand the situation in the west before we talk about it, wouldn't it be okay?

Chen Luoyang sighed.

Well, if I have always been in this kind of mentality of looking forward and backward, then Yu Wenfeng's decision is probably right in terms of results.

Two people with similar card conditions, one of them is determined and imposing, while the other is full of hesitation and worries. The result may already be out before this battle is fought.

What's more, his injury has not completely healed.

If you don't do it, it's enough. If you really want to do it, you have to be reckless to make a miracle.

To a certain extent, a certain leader and a certain patriarch are quite similar...

Chen Luoyang thought happily.

Then, he restrained himself.

Since you want to fight, you must win!

The mood was different, and the long stone with handwriting in Chen Luoyang's hand suddenly looked different in his eyes.

The eleven characters engraved on the stone seemed to turn into a blade that dominates the world, slashing at him head-on!

Chen Luoyang's heart was awe-inspiring, and the black light in his pupils turned to dark gold.

There seemed to be a vision in front of him.

Endless catastrophes descended upon the heaven and the earth.

Winds, floods, fires, droughts...

It seems simple to say, but the scale of each kind of disaster is large enough to overturn the entire land of China!

Chen Luoyang realized something in his heart.

Yanhuang Ten Tribulations!

The number one unique skill outside the Great Wall, the miraculous skill of foreign tribes.

On this vast land of China, the strongest sword technique in history has threatened China for nearly a thousand years.

Under every catastrophe vision, it seems to be accompanied by continuous thunder.

It was like the sound of iron cavalry from outside the Great Wall charging southward, and thousands of iron hooves trampling the ground together.

Chen Luoyang frowned slightly.

eleven words......

Sure enough, after the Yanhuang ten kalpas, there will be an eleventh kalpa.

The fierce tsunami raged across the world, with a momentum more terrifying than the mountain flood, as if it wanted to swallow the world.

Chen Luoyang recalled the experience when he first saw the Sword Emperor Yuwen Peak outside the Ancient God Peak.

This patriarch of the alien race really surpassed his predecessors in the past, surpassed the original Yanhuang ten kalpas, carried on the past and opened up the future, brought forth the new, and created a stronger eleventh kalpa.

In Chen Luoyang's shining dark golden pupils, fire flashed.

Zhu Rong's figure seemed to be reflected in his eyes.

Water and fire meet again and recede together.

Chen Luoyang's heart skipped a beat.

Vision disappeared.

In his hand is still the long stone with words engraved on it.

But he seemed to have a vague feeling that there was no need to reply, Yu Wenfeng on the opposite side had already obtained the answer that he was willing to fight through the sword intent on the stone.

Sure enough, looking at the handwriting on the stone at this time, it returned to normal. No matter how much Ren Chen Luoyang looked at it, he couldn't see the sword intent just now.

I gave Yu Wenfeng the answer to my fighting spirit, and the mission of this gauntlet was accomplished.

The saber intent on this stone actually reflects another confidence and arrogance of the opponent.

It was a response to witnessing Chen Luoyang's attack before, and let Chen Luoyang also understand part of his strength, so as to show that he would not take advantage of it.

However, it is certainly not the whole story.

Just like Chen Luoyang had reservations in front of him.

Everyone waited until the day of the decisive battle, and then really saw each other.

After Chen Luoyang figured it out, he looked at the long stone in his hand and couldn't help being speechless.

He was thinking with some evil humor, if he didn't go there by then and left Yu Wenfeng there, what would the other party's expression be?

Well, it doesn't make sense.

At the same time as his prestige was being wiped out, Yu Wenfeng, who was bullied, probably swept the Demon Realm and searched for him.

It is certain to irritate the other party, but it is impossible to destroy the other party's mentality. At that time, what will be faced will only be calm to cold anger.

A war at sea is better than a land where there are people.

I haven't practiced the basic skills of gathering corpse energy to kill people.

Yuwenfeng's eleventh catastrophe may be able to rely on the favorable sea environment, but his own "Zhu Rong" is not afraid of sea water.

Moreover, Chen Luoyang felt that the opponent's real top move might not be the eleventh calamity.

It doesn't make much sense to seize the location and set up an ambush by yourself, the fire under the ancient god peak will be wiped out.

Unless it was the empress Yan Mingkong who joined forces with him to ambush him secretly.

Not to mention whether the Empress's pride allows her to do this, or whether she is willing to help under the bad relationship between the two parties, even if she is willing to do everything, people don't know where it is right now.

Chen Luoyang shook his head and laughed.

After all, you have to rely on yourself to be positive.

After laughing, his expression became serious.

The opponents are extraordinary, if you want to win, you need to prepare well.

To destroy the Long Live Xuanling Formation of the Xia Dynasty, a move of "Zhu Rong" at the fourteenth level was used.

Although the second formation under the city broke out, using fire against fire, I used "Zhu Rong" to calm down and absorb the fire, but it was not enough to replenish the consumption.

Facing the sword emperor Yu Wenfeng, I am afraid that I am not prepared enough.

This wasted move must be replenished.

It's just that I am currently away from home, in Yuzhou, and I have to go back to the Ancient God Peak in the main altar without directly leaving for the final battle location.

The result of this battle with the Emperor of Swords is unknown, so it is better to be careful.

It would be better if there was an excuse as a cover.

Sitting in the chair, Chen Luoyang casually placed the long stone on the table beside him.

In the other hand, which was tucked in the sleeve, there was a gravel at the fingertips, and he played with it lightly.

After thinking for a while, he got up and returned to his quiet room.

After ordering his subordinates not to disturb him, he sat down alone in the quiet room and took out the rusty bronze sword and the black mirror.

Under Chen Luoyang's stimulation, the surface of the bronze rusty sword reappeared with brilliance, intertwined into a series of talisman characters.

This time, the rune did not disappear in a flash, but lasted for a long time.

Chen Luoyang carefully looked at the bronze rusty sword.

This seems to be a little bit more progress than before.

The change started from the moment the empress took out the sword.

Affected by this, the sword intent contained in the bronze rusted sword seems to be more obvious than before.

Chen Luoyang savored the artistic conception of power with his heart.

A sense of extreme destruction came from it, as if the world had come to an end, the great destruction was coming, and everything collapsed and destroyed together.

After pondering for a moment, Chen Luoyang put away the bronze rusty sword.

Then, he looked at the black ancient mirror.

Chen Luoyang's own face was reflected on the mirror.

The ancient mirror still looks ordinary, completely inconspicuous.

But before, like the bronze rusted sword, this mirror also changed.

He felt that the mirror should also be different from the original.

The fact that the mirror can hold the remains of Fei Chen, the founder of the Demon Cult, the "Nine-armed Heavenly Demon", already shows its extraordinary features.

It's just that I am outside the treasure house right now, and I have no way to enter.

Chen Luoyang had thought about it, how did Fei Chen integrate his remains into the mirror?

He tried every method he could think of, but nothing came of it.

The only method I haven't tried is to fall into a half-dead state like Fei Chen.

The result of asking about the black pot in his mind was that there was not enough blood red wine in the pot.

It is rare for the mirror to change this time, maybe my chance has come.

The focus should be on the soul, not the flesh and blood... Chen Luoyang looked at the mirror and pondered.

He didn't inject his own energy and blood into it, but calmed down and tried to communicate with the mirror like a black pot.

After a long time, it seems to have no effect.

Chen Luoyang insisted that Qingshan would not relax, and if he continued to insist, he would exhaust the opponent to the end.

He controlled the flow of his qi and blood, and gradually fell into a state similar to the dry Zen of Buddhism.

And the soul is more agile and concentrated.

Under his intentional control, he vaguely felt his consciousness split into two.

A part seems to be rising, gradually detaching from the body, looking down on itself in mid-air.

The other part stays in the shell, looking up at the other half of itself.

At this moment, a glimmer of light finally appeared on the seemingly ordinary pitch-black mirror.

Chen Luoyang seemed to be the half of the soul in mid-air, and couldn't help but throw himself into the mirror!