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The golden-scaled python widened its eyes.
It is because Chen Huaian is suppressed by the rules of heaven because Chen Huaian comes from another world.
Since they come from another world, when their strength becomes strong enough to threaten Tian, they will naturally be rejected.
But it was never thought about.
The swordsman in front of him would be so nonchalant as to crush the force of repulsion from the sky so casually.
Buzz——!!!
The moment the last chain broke.
The golden light that poured into Chen Huaian was completely and totally swallowed up.
Immediately afterwards, a violent and terrifying aura burst out from Chen Huaian.
The space around him collapsed bit by bit, forming a realm of absolute nothingness.
That was an unrivaled pressure that surpassed the limits of this world and truly belonged to a Mahayana cultivator.
This pressure was too strong for the stars, and even the laws of nature could not take shape around Chen Huaian.
At this moment, it seemed to have turned into a rhombus-shaped black hole!
"Feathering, you are also feathering?! This, this is impossible!!!"
The arrogance on the Golden Scaled Sky-Broadening Python's face froze instantly.
Instead, I was filled with shock and confusion.
No! It's not metamorphosis.
It could feel that even its own strength at the level of Yuhua Realm still seemed so small and ridiculous in front of that aura.
"What is metamorphosis? Chicken, tile and dog."
Chen Huaian snorted coldly: "You bastard from the lower world, have you ever heard of a realm called Mahayana?"
His fingers were like a sword, and the black-scale sword appeared out of thin air in his mind, with a sharp sword intent flowing on the sword body.
"Evil creature, come and take my sword!"
Chen Huaian raised his wrist slightly, pointed the tip of his sword at the terrified Golden Scale Sky-reaching Python, and chanted in a voice as loud as gold and jade, resounding throughout the universe:
"It must be that the celestial being is drunk—"
As the poem came to his mouth, Chen Huaian twirled the long sword in his hand seemingly casually.
"Crush the white clouds!"
Boom——!
The turbid dark clouds above the entire Demon Kingdom were instantly stirred wildly by an invisible force.
It was as if there really was a fairy who was drunk and spending all her money recklessly!
Endless clouds were crushed and reorganized, transforming into billions of extremely sharp, chaotic and invisible sword energies.
These sword energies did not pierce straight down, but gathered together, spinning, hissing, and strangling - like a huge millstone, with a terrifying murderous intent to crush everything and tear apart everything, it came down on the head of the Golden Scaled Python.
I can't catch this sword.
If you don't do something...
Die!
Die!!
I am going to die!!!
The fear of death spread in the heart of the Golden Scaled Python.
It howled in despair, frantically mobilizing the power of the Feathered Realm, spewing out devilish breath, and waving its giant tail in an attempt to resist.
All the magic weapons and trump cards that he was reluctant to part with were thrown out at this moment.
However, in front of the "Drunken Heavenly Immortal" Chaos Sword Domain, its resistance was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
Chichichichi——!!!
The cutting sounds that made my scalp tingle rang out frequently!
The golden scales of the Golden Scaled Sky-reaching Python were so hard that they were enough to resist the bombardment of magic weapons.
Under the invincible sword energy, it was easily cut and shredded like paper.
The huge snake's body instantly became a bloody mess, with countless deep wounds all over its body.
Its golden blood gushed out like a waterfall, and its miserable screams resounded through the sky!
Just one sword!
The demon fairy incarnation of Yuhua realm has suffered severe damage!
This was the result of the Golden Scaled Python fighting desperately to defend itself and using all its trump cards.
"He's not dead yet?" Chen Huaian's eyes were indifferent, "Come again, come again!"
The long sword rose again, the blade swirled, pointing to the sky, and the second line of the poem was chanted:
"The waterfall plunges three thousand feet!"
Before he finished speaking, Chen Huaian suddenly pulled the long sword downwards.
boom--!
This time, it was no longer the clouds above the Demon Country, but the entire sky seemed to be torn apart.
A long river of sword energy, so vast and majestic that it is impossible to describe, seems to be hanging from the sky.
The starlight condensed from the sword energy was vast and mighty, with a terrifying power that could crush the stars and wash away the ages. It was really like the Milky Way pouring back into the room, pouring down towards the severely injured Golden Scaled Sky-reaching Python that was trying to escape below.
In the sky, the sound of immortals is like thunder——"It seems like the Milky Way, falling from the sky!"
The power of this sword was more concentrated than the previous one, and it was also more unstoppable.
If the previous sword was intended to make the enemy lose the ability to resist.
Then this sword will be a fatal blow!
Wherever the sword light passed, space was annihilated.
"No! Why?! I won't accept it!!!"
The Golden Scaled Sky-reaching Python looked at the long river of sword energy falling from the sky with bloodshot eyes.
It knew that under this sword, its incarnation would have no chance of survival.
At the moment when the shadow of death completely enveloped it, a final flash of madness flashed in its vertical pupils.
It used up the last bit of its strength and fiercely threw the soul ball that belonged to Gu Changsheng and was on the verge of breaking in its claws towards the upper realm crack that had not yet completely closed and only a thin crack was left.
He even burned his soul and blood to protect the ball of light, rushing into the upper realm at a speed that no one could react to.
"Haha! Ants!"
All the essence, blood, and soul in the body were burned out, the golden-scaled python was exhausted, and its body was broken into pieces.
It was crumbling, laughing wildly in its decay: "So what if you beat this immortal's incarnation?! This immortal accepts your soul!
When this immortal's true form arrives, I will make sure you are doomed forever! You will never be able to be reborn!"
Amidst the laughter, the sword energy fell.
The entire sky gradually turned pale in the starlight, and all sounds disappeared at that moment.
The body of the Golden Scaled Sky-reaching Python was like ice and snow under the scorching sun. It melted and vaporized in an instant, leaving no trace of residue.
There is its malicious and crazy laughter, as if it still remains in the fragments of the crumbling sky.
The world is peaceful.
Chen Huaian stood with a sword in his hand, looking at the completely closed crack in the upper realm and was silent for a moment.
Then he took out an item that he had drawn from the Supreme Blind Box before - the Holy Item - Soul-Calling Talisman.
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