Chapter 476: Return to Nothingness and the Devil King is Destroyed
After dozens of rounds, there was no winner, and the Demon King's palace was covered with dark clouds and strong winds.
The two people stood facing each other in the clouds, and seemed to be wary of each other.
Looking at the Demon Lord whose chest was bleeding but whose skills were not affected at all, Long Qi's thoughts relaxed.
Whenever he was about to succeed, the Demon Lord would be like a slippery loach and always dodge in time.
Now that he is about to break through, the chance only comes at this moment, but Long Qi has no way to win.
Although his cultivation level increased dramatically, he was still a little short of defeating the injured Demon Lord even though he could fight back and forth.
Looking at Long Yuan in his hand, Long Qi thought of what Xin Yi had said to him when he was still an outer disciple of Yuan Qing.
At that time, the sect gave everyone a soft sword. When Long Qi received it, his face was full of doubts:
What can you do with an unsharpened sword?
Long Qi flicked the sword. He really wanted to find a whetstone to sharpen it...
"Brother, can this little broken sword really be used?"
Xinyi, who was standing by, didn't even raise her head as she concentrated on wiping the sword.
"Of course I can."
Long Qi did not comment, curled his lips, and reluctantly followed suit to wipe the sword. Xinyi now held up the sword, squinting one eye to look at the tip of the sword.
"If you believe in it, it can split mountains and cut rocks. But if you don't even believe in it, how can it kill your enemies on the battlefield?"
Long Qi never thought about believing or not believing the words. Ever since he got Long Yuan, he just regarded it as a weapon.
But after going through so much along the way, now facing the Demon Lord, I have different emotions towards the sword in my hand.
Lingxiang once told Long Qi that it is not so much that people choose swords, but rather that the swords choose people.
When a sword chooses you, it becomes your arm, but when the sword recognizes you, you and the sword become one.
You are the sword and the sword is you.
Long Qi rested his forehead against the sword, silently recounting every detail of his time with Long Yuan Sword. After a while, his mind became ethereal.
A red light suddenly emanated from the Longyuan sword, slowly extending from the hilt to the tip, as if it was gathering strength.
Bo Yan knew that he could not give Long Qi a chance, so he flew up and pointed the long spear in his hand directly at Long Qi.
At this moment, red light filled the entire sword blade, and Long Qi also raised his eyes and leaned towards the Demon Lord.
There were dark clouds and chaos, with flashes of fire and lightning. Suddenly, there was deathly silence. No one knew what was going on.
There is always a calm before a storm.
Two Dharma images suddenly appeared at both ends of the dark clouds, a fire dragon wrapped around a sword, and a thunderbird transformed into a blade, one red and the other purple, one howling and the other crying, meeting and entangled with each other.
The sound resounded throughout the underworld, as if telling the story of a fateful struggle, but after a cup of tea, everything returned to silence, as if it was just a bluff of a thunderstorm.
Suddenly, a strong light flashed and disappeared, and the gathered thick clouds dissipated. Two figures gradually appeared, falling like meteors, with no sign of stopping.
Just as they were about to land, one figure somersaulted in mid-air and then half-knelt on the ground, while the other fell heavily to the ground.
A cloud of smoke and dust rolled up, obscuring the eyes and making it difficult to see what was going on inside.
this……
Who won in the end?
The smoke and dust have not yet cleared, but the answer is about to emerge.
The Eclipse Yin Xiao left Lu Ying behind and rushed towards the smoke and dust, but Lu Ying used some unknown means, a cage rose from the ground and trapped the Eclipse Yin Xiao inside. Even though there were gaps in the cage, the Eclipse Yin Xiao could not escape no matter what means he used.
This time, the Rust Ghost left the skull directly, but Chi Yanzi had already seen through him. He used a whisk wrapped in talismans to trap the skull. Even though the remaining bones wanted to take the opportunity to escape, they were tightly entangled by Chi Yanzi's wooden magic.
The smoke and dust cleared, and everyone's vision finally became clear.
The Demon Lord Boyan was lying on the ground, and it was impossible to tell whether he was dead or alive, while Long Qi was kneeling on the ground with a sword in his hand, his body covered in wounds of all sizes and bleeding, which was heartbreaking.
Even so, Long Qi still endured the pain and did not fall down. He knew that the Demon Lord was not dead, because...
Because the moment the weapons clashed, Long Qi broke through to the second level of the Golden Core Realm and reached the Han Dan Realm, and was no longer considered an ordinary person!
A low laugh followed, revealing three parts gloom and seven parts madness.
"It seems that my luck is not over yet! My life should not end!"
Bo Yan struggled, but he was seriously injured and his limbs were difficult to coordinate. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stand up.
Long Qi wiped a streak of blood from the corner of his mouth and laughed: "That's right, I can't kill you, but you will definitely die today!"
After hearing this, Bo Yan laughed even more wildly, with a fearless look, as if he had heard a huge joke.
"Now that you are no longer a mortal, what can you use to kill me?"
Long Qi ignored her, gathered his strength, stood up with his sword, and walked towards Lingxiang. Although he felt heartbroken, he still hugged her.
"Hold on a little longer, it will be over in a moment..." Long Qi leaned over to whisper in Lingxiang's ear, holding her as he walked towards the Demon Lord.
Oh no, I forgot about that girl!
Bo Yan noticed Long Qi's intention, and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes, but his face remained calm.
The royal pride did not allow Bo Yan to show the slightest sign of timidity.
Long Qi gently put Lingxiang down, helped her sit up, and handed Long Yuan to Lingxiang.
Lingxiang understood, but how could she lift the sword? She didn't even have the strength to hold it.
Long Qi took Lingxiang's hand, and together with her, they held Long Yuan and placed the sword across the Demon Lord's throat.
But the sword did not strike, and Long Qi was unable to move at all. He looked down at Lingxiang in surprise. The latter had a firm look in her eyes, staring at the Demon Lord.
"Have you ever regretted it?"
Although Lingxiang was very weak, her tone was very firm.
When his mother saved him, she probably wanted to change his fate, just like she changed Chi Yanzi's fate.
But……
"Regret? What is regret? I never regret anything I do!"
Looking at the Demon Lord's sarcastic eyes, Lingxiang turned her head and closed her eyes.
She never easily decided the life and death of others. In her opinion, everyone's life and death had their own meaning, but this time...
Lingxiang naturally wouldn't let the Demon Lord go, but she wanted to gain some regret, a "sorry", but...
A tear slid down from the corner of her eye, and the sword in Lingxiang's hand began to move until she had no more strength left.
Feeling the sharp blade cutting through his skin and then severing his throat, until his head and body were separated, Bo Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The smile froze, the eyes were empty, and the dark sky reflected in it was also gradually covered by the fog, which gathered and diffused layer by layer.
In a trance, Bo Yan felt that he had returned to that small courtyard, where the thatched cottage was simple, with curling smoke from cooking fires, and it was always full of vitality.
A woman walked out of the house, placed the plate in the sun, casually spread out the herbs on the plate, raised her eyes and smiled, and everything else instantly paled in comparison.
Bo Yan remembered that this was the place where he was redeemed, and this woman was the one he had been thinking about day and night.
"Tumi..."
Ah! Yes! Wasn't this kind of peace what I had been seeking in the first place?
Bo Yan stretched out his hand and touched the woman's cheek, but just as he was about to touch it, everything left him in an instant, quickly moving away, gradually turning into a small dot, and finally disappearing.
"No! No!"
Bo Yan roared and chased after him, but his voice disappeared in the darkness. In the end, even he himself was swallowed up by nothingness, leaving no trace of his existence.
Demon Lord...
Dead...
Completely dead...
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