I’ll Slaughter My Way to Immortality on the Bones of Betrayers

In his past life, to save all living beings, Lu Hengge burned away his divine soul, shattered his body, and with his own strength alone, stopped the protagonist of destiny from activating the Heaven a...

Chapter 46: Following the Pervert

Deep in the Sword Prison.

There is no sword energy here.

There is no sword wind either.

Countless mountains and rivers were torn into bottomless ravines by the terrifying sword intent, and the sky was covered by thick black clouds, not allowing a single ray of light to shine through.

Suddenly.

The evil spirit is everywhere!

Demonic energy surged up from the ravine like magma erupting, with such a mighty force that there was no end in sight.

When the demonic energy gathered to a certain level, a pale hand gently waved its hand, and endless demonic energy began to riot, completely crushing the sword intent here.

This world!

Controlled by evil spirit!

"The sword is bright."

"Look at you now, why do you look like a dog?"

The pale palm clenched gently.

Under the demonic energy.

A handsome and resolute face appeared. At first glance, this man seemed to be about the same age as Lu Hen Ge, but in fact, he had lived for more than ten thousand years, which was longer than the founding time of the Three Thousand Dao Sect.

now.

This "young man" is standing on an old body.

The old man's grey Taoist robe was in tatters, and the sword intent in his body was suppressed by the demonic energy, unable to exert any power at all.

"I regret not killing you."

The old man spat out a mouthful of blood.

The blood was not the normal bright red color, but revealed a hint of black mist.

Demonic energy enters the body!

Obviously.

In the previous battle, his sword intent was defeated by the demonic energy of this "young man".

The "young man" laughed out loud.

The entire depths of the Sword Prison trembled with his laughter, as if he was the true master of the Sword Prison.

"Jian Tongming, do you really think you could have defeated me back then?"

"I was just teasing you."

The "young man" shook his head in disdain.

Hearing this.

Jian Tongming's pupils suddenly shrank as he kept muttering, "Impossible! Back then, you were just barely entering the Mahayana stage, while I've already reached the Great Perfection stage. Furthermore, I'm a sword cultivator, capable of fighting above my level."

Monk, cultivate the mind of Taoism.

If one's mind is not stable, it will be difficult to make progress in cultivation.

Next second.

Jian Tongming sneered: "Do you think you can destroy my Dao heart by saying this?! You underestimate me!"

"Although I, Demon Emperor Tian, ​​don't believe in those hypocritical Buddhists, there's one thing I quite like about them: they never lie. Since I was born into the demon clan, the only thing I've ever done to deceive the world was to deliberately lose to you."

"I have the royal blood of the ancient demon clan flowing in my body, and I practice the skills of the ancient great powers."

"Jian Tongming, in this world, sword cultivators are not the only ones who can fight above their level. Your vision is too narrow."

Demon Emperor Tian suddenly felt bored.

His goal is to leave this world.

If it weren't for the legendary Immortal Cauldron, he would have destroyed the Three Thousand Dao Sects long ago.

Jian Tongming was shocked and speechless for a long time.

This moment.

He finally remembered the identity of Demon Emperor Tian.

The only orthodox descendant of the ancient demon clan, it is rumored that Demon Emperor Tian is not from this world, he was thrown down from the fairyland, and Demon Emperor Tian has been doing one thing for tens of thousands of years, that is, finding the way back to the fairyland.

The two were silent for a moment.

Jian Tongming smiled sadly: "You win."

Demon Emperor Tian is right!

His vision is still too narrow.

He thought that with his cultivation at the peak of the Mahayana stage, and the fact that he was the only cultivator in this world who had realized the true meaning of the sword, he could make history and become the first person in the world to become an immortal.

in the end.

He's still going to die.

Even at the peak of Mahayana stage, one will still die.

On the contrary, Demon Emperor Tian has lived much longer than Jian Tongming, but looking at his condition, he doesn't look like he is nearing the end of his life.

This moment.

Jian Tongming was relieved.

Sometimes acquired efforts are indeed no match for innate blood.

Demon Emperor Tian lowered his eyes slightly, looking down at Jian Tongming at his feet, feeling quite regretful. "I thought after all these years, you would at least be able to reach the Half-Step Immortal Realm, but I didn't expect you to be stuck at the peak of the Mahayana Stage. I was originally very interested in today's battle, but you ruined my interest."

For some reason, Demon Emperor Tian was able to defeat Jian Tongming, but he chose to show weakness and was stepped on by Jian Tongming.

now.

The two exchanged roles.

I thought it would feel great to step on Jian Tongming, but when I really did it, Mo Di Tian actually found it a bit boring.

"The peak of the Mahayana stage is the end of me."

“This is my life!”

The sword intent in Jian Tongming's body suddenly became violent, but these sword intents were not a counterattack before death, but cut his body one by one, not even sparing his bones and soul.

Seeing this.

Demon Emperor Tian withdrew his foot.

Jian Tongming is about to die.

Even if he didn't take action, Jian Tongming would not survive for more than an hour.

"Poor creature."

The Demon Emperor Tian looked up at the sky.

What prevented him from returning to the fairyland was the Heavenly Dao of this world. He killed Jian Tongming just to avenge what he had trampled upon in the past. His real opponent was the Heavenly Dao.

but.

The way of heaven is very mysterious.

It is not an easy task to capture any trace of Tiandao or even kill him.

Jian Tongming's body became more and more broken.

Demon Emperor Tian took one last look at the old body at his feet, his eyes devoid of any sympathy, and turned to leave.

Immortal Cauldron!

He wants to find the Immortal Cauldron!

Ten thousand years ago.

He learned that the Immortal Cauldron was in this area. At that time, the Three Thousand Dao Sect had not yet been established. After searching for a while, he found nothing.

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