Chapter 297 The strongest sword!

The sunlight shone on Gu An, and You Yingying felt as if he was covered with a layer of rosy clouds, and his whole body was emitting brilliant light.

She actually felt that Gu An was speaking the truth.

Gu An's eyes fell on her, and he raised his eyebrows and asked, "What? Are you intimidated by my aura of justice?"

You Yingying came back to her senses and glared, "Who wouldn't say something like that? If your sword is really that powerful, why would you stay here?"

"Hey, what do you know? Go away now, don't disturb my health!"

Gu An smiled, then sheathed the sword with smooth movements. He thought he was very handsome, but unfortunately You Yingying was blind.

You Yingying snorted and turned away.

As she turned around, a smile appeared on her face.

Talking to this silly boy did help, and she felt much better.

At the same time, Shen Xinzi under the tree opened his eyes. His eyes were deep, and his hands holding the Buddhist beads clenched faster, and he was obviously nervous.

Thief Wuxing and Nine-Finger God, who were playing chess nearby, stood up.

"This one is a draw," Nine-Fingered God said without question.

Thief Wuxing's eyes widened in disbelief, and he said, "I've killed you so badly that not a single piece of armor remains, and you still dare to say it's a draw?"

The Nine-Fingered Divine Lord said without blushing or beating his heart, "Until the end, the outcome is unpredictable!"

Thief Wuxing shook his head and laughed, but didn't say anything more. He disappeared out of thin air on the spot.

The Nine-Fingered God glanced across the Medicine Valley and his gaze fell on Gu An in the distance.

"Unfortunately, I haven't been able to beat you in a game yet."

The Nine-Fingered God muttered something, and then he disappeared on the spot.

Gu An, who was stretching his muscles, felt that many cultivators and monsters on the continent were taking off and heading towards the edge of the continent.

Before the catastrophe, some people wanted to escape, while others wanted to fight.

Those who want to fight may do so because they are brave, just, or have no choice, but at this moment, they have all made up their minds.

I just wonder if they can still maintain this courage after seeing the Great Cold Demon Sect clearly? Gu An turned around and walked towards the teleportation array. Along the way, fewer disciples greeted him, and everyone was worried.

After arriving at Xuan Valley, Gu An walked towards the outside of Medicine Valley.

After entering the woods, he took out the Tiansu Sword, holding it in one hand, and pulled out the Qinghong Sword from his waist with the other hand.

The Qinghong Sword trembled slightly, and Gu An used his own magic power to cut off the connection between the Qinghong Sword and the Bailing Sword.

He could sense that his junior sister was feeling uneasy.

"Junior sister, don't be afraid, it will be over soon." Gu An muttered to himself. As soon as he finished speaking, dark purple demonic energy emerged from his body, quickly covering his body and burning fiercely.

His figure disappeared into the depths of the woods without a trace.

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At the edge of the continent, the waves crash against the shore.

Above the mountains, great monks were suspended in the air, with the earth and mountains behind them and the boundless ocean in front of them.

They came from different sects, including Taixuan Sect, Sanqing Mountain, Cangtian Sect, Daotian Sect, Jian Sect, Zhutian Peak, Yan Sect, Juhua Sect and so on.

Various religions in the world continuously dispatched monks to the edges of the continent in different directions. They were just one of the groups. When they gathered together, their number quickly exceeded a hundred, and more monks were on the way.

As more and more people gathered around them, they began to feel more confident.

Qiao Dai from Taixuan Sect became the leader with his ninth level of Mahayana cultivation. He was comforting the monks around him and began to instruct them how to fight.

At this moment, an extremely terrifying pressure descended, shocking them so much that they all turned their heads to look. The next second, their faces changed drastically. The always confident Qiao Dai could not help but open his mouth wide with a look of despair on his face.

I saw a vast black fog sweeping in from the end of the sea level, like a black wave, unstoppable and swallowing up the world.

In the face of the black fog, the islands and monsters along the way seemed as small as dust. Even some monster birds flapped their wings and flew, but were submerged by the black fog from behind, and their lives or deaths were unknown.

Looking up, there were figures floating above the black fog. They were dressed differently and held different magic weapons. Some had glowing magic weapons floating behind them, some rode ferocious mounts, and some stood proudly on the sword energy with their hands behind their waists. Behind each of them was a thousand-foot-tall phantom, like a demon god, with the same shape as them.

At a glance, there were demonic shadows thousands of feet high. There was no end in sight, no number of them, and it was filled with an oppressive feeling.

At this moment, all the cultivators on the continent fell into deathly silence. No matter how high their cultivation level was, they all stood still in the air as if struck by lightning.

Qiao Dai saw that there was an even more terrifying existence behind those thousand-foot demonic shadows. He saw a pair of feet moving forward. The thousand-foot demonic shadows could not even touch the ankles of the mysterious existence. It was impossible to imagine how big its real body was.

Some people tried to look to both sides. The wider the ocean was, the farther away the demon shadow was.

Not to mention their cultivation level, the huge disparity in numbers between the enemy and us alone was enough to make them despair!

"How can we win this..." someone laughed miserably.

No one responded and they all lost their courage.

Above the clouds, Nine-Fingered God and Thief of the Five Elements stood side by side. They saw that the entire continent was surrounded, and there were cultivators from the Great Cold Demon Sect in all directions.

"How many are there? The gods and otherworldly beings are here too..."

Thief Wuxing clicked his tongue. He felt that the number of cultivators in the Great Cold Demon Sect was no less than that of the supernatural ghosts. The most important thing was that the aura of these demon cultivators gathered together was too astonishing. Many of their auras alone were enough to make him fearful.

The Nine-Fingered God took a deep breath and scanned the continent, as if he was looking for something.

"If Saint King Zhushi was really reincarnated on this continent, this commotion is a bit exaggerated. Is it necessary to treat the reincarnated body like this?" Thief Wuxing couldn't help but ask.

The Nine-Fingered Divine Lord looked into the distance and replied, "If the Holy Heart awakens, the Holy King will be able to rise quickly with his ability. The most important thing is that the Great Cold Demon Sect is afraid that the Holy Court will sense the aura of the Holy King Zhushi."

After hearing this, Qian Wuxing thought it made sense, so he stepped forward.

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"What do you want to do?" Nine-Fingered God asked hurriedly.

Without even turning his head, Thief of Five Elements stepped forward in mid-air. He raised his hand and said with a smile, "I forgot to tell you that I am the Mysterious Ghost King Thief of Five Elements. Wu Xing is just my pseudonym!"

The Nine-Finger God frowned, but he was not angry. He just stared at Thief of Five Elements as he moved forward.

"Thief of the Five Elements, why don't you return to your position quickly!"

The voice of the Lord of the Divine Realm sounded, loud and clear.

Thief Wuxing immediately accelerated, and suddenly, his face darkened. He looked up and saw an extremely huge hand coming from behind the army of demons, covering the sky and the sun, and trying to grab him.

The size of this hand cannot be described in words.

Thief Wuxing was horrified to find that he couldn't move!

not good!

There was a look of despair in Thief Wuxing's eyes.

At this moment, a flash of sword light forcefully squeezed into his field of vision, and then the terrifying giant hand in front of him disappeared into thin air.

He glanced over subconsciously and his eyes widened.

He saw a figure, a figure that he would never forget.

Back in the magical world, he was frightened to death by this figure.

It was Gu An who was using the Nine Extreme Yin and Yang Body!

Gu An, holding two swords, passed by Thief Wuxing. At this moment, the two swords in his hands were also covered by dark purple demonic energy.

"You...Senior..."

Thief Wuxing looked at Gu An's back and couldn't help but speak.

But before he could finish his words, Gu An turned into a residual shadow. In a trance, he saw a sword light suddenly appear, forcefully piercing through the black fog in the distance.

Before he could react, a terrifying gust of air hit him.

He opened his mouth wide, a look of disbelief on his face.

Under his gaze, a sword energy burst out from the army of demon shadows, cutting the thousand-foot-tall demon shadows in half. The sword light emitted by the sword energy made the entire world quickly lose its color.

The monks on the mainland were so dazzled that they closed their eyes, and ordinary spirits were unable to detect the sword light.

Above the clouds, Nine-Fingered God’s face also changed drastically and his mind was shocked.

In his pupils, the devil shadow was disappearing, the devil mist was surging, and a sword light was rapidly stretching, as if to split the entire world into two.

At this moment, the 170,000-year-old Nine-Fingered Divine Lord saw the strongest sword he had ever seen in his life! "Who... are you?"

A shout of shock and anger was heard, and the tone could not hide the fear.

Third update!

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