It's just that the sword has a violent aura. Warriors below the realm of King Wu will slowly turn into murderous monsters if they hold this sword. Finally, they will be controlled by the "magic sword" and completely lose themselves.
"Nothing from demons is normal, why are they all harmful to people?"
Zhong Ling is very disgusted with these evil things, and he hates this race that robs and plunders in the west to the extreme.
"Every item has its function, the key is to see how to use them. For example, this magic knife is very helpful for tempering the will."
Zhong Ling had always been well-behaved, and Chu Ming's words did make sense, so she stood aside obediently and stopped talking.
The corpses of the demons will naturally be burned on the spot.
Chu Ming could not give the Demon Commander a chance to control them again.
There were about 60,000 corpses in total, and most of them were killed by Xiao Hong.
Who would have thought that the Chongming Bird, which only had the realm of Emperor Wu, could be so powerful.
Sure enough, one thing descends from another. This is the essential law of "the way of heaven", right?
Demons' bodies are far stronger than humans, and the time and materials required to refine them are almost three times that of humans.
Even so, the horns on their heads remained unscathed and became even sharper despite the high burning point of the Fire Cloud Wood.
Chu Ming casually took a horn in his hand and used about 30%25 of his true energy to break it off, which showed its high hardness.
You must know that his own "Wild Desolate Art" has also been cultivated to the fifth level. The strength of his body is not comparable to that of ordinary warriors. Even so, he still needs to use his true energy to damage the horn. Its hardness itself has exceeded that of most people. Most materials.
"nice one!"
"Yeah, and it's the perfect sharpness and weight, too."
Li Xunhuan, who was usually taciturn, had a rare change in his expression. It seemed that he was also thinking about Chu Ming.
Initially limited by the conditions, their flying knives were all made of fine steel. As their level increased, they could no longer meet the demand.
Later it became Hantie, which temporarily solved their problem.
However, due to the preciousness of cold iron, they became somewhat constrained when using flying knives.
Well now, more than 60,000 natural flying knives are placed in front of you, how can it not be exciting.
"How about half for each person?"
"Okay, thank you, sir!"
Li Xunhuan showed no pretense and politeness, and began to collect the horns for the first time.
He can't compare to Chu Ming. There are too many methods that the young master can use, and now he mainly uses swordsmanship to fight the enemy, and the flying knife is just an auxiliary.
It's different for him. Flying knives are the foundation of his life. Now that he has so many weapons at his disposal, he naturally won't give in.
Li Xunhuan instantly put more than 30,000 unicorns into the storage ring. With these guarantees, he firmly believed that his flying knife would soon enter a new realm.
Chu Ming also happily put the remaining unicorn into the system space. You must know that this is a treasure that even Fire Cloud Wood cannot refine.
Although the fire cloud wood failed to destroy the horn, it refined the evil energy completely and forged it to be sharper.
Become a perfect innate flying knife embryo.
Although the demons had retreated, Chu Ming did not dare to be careless and decided to station on the spot. Not only did he set up the Seven-Star Big Dipper Formation, he also set up warning formations around it.
Huang Yaoshi also arranged the illusion array in the middle of the two formations.
Having seen the fighting power of the Demons, everyone has increased their emphasis on the Demons.
"Xiaohong, similar to today's attack, how many more times can you use it?"
"I ate too much today, and it hasn't been fully refined yet. I can't swallow too much energy in the short term, otherwise I will be burst."
As expected, Xiaohong was young and at a low level after all. It was impossible for him to use a big move like today continuously.
"How long will it take you to completely refine today's energy?"
Xiaohong lowered her head and thought for a while before saying, "It will take about a week."
This means that Xiaohong’s ultimate move can be used once every other week.
"But I can't pose a threat to the realm of the God of War yet."
Xiaohong was very unwilling to do this.
Chu Ming didn't care, as long as he could cause large-scale damage to the opponent in the melee.
After all, there are too many demons. As for high-end combat power, he is not worried. Once the characters in the system enter the realm of the God of War, their combat power will be among the best.
He now has a lot of Martial Gods under his command, and there is no problem in meeting the existing challenges.
What's more, the demons are just puppets after all and can only exert the strength of Sanxi Cheng during his lifetime, so there is no need to worry.
After the battle during the day, the heavenly soldiers also changed their previous complacency and began to sit together to exchange combat experiences.
Just when everyone in the Heavenly Palace was enjoying a brief moment of peace, the emotions of the disciples of the three major sects in the Seven-Colored Treasure Mountain were completely ignited.
Thanks to Chu Ming's guidance, everyone soon gathered on the seventh floor, and some talented direct disciples began to break through to the Martial Saint realm.
At this time, Wu Shenghao stopped observing the evolution of the world, and instead walked to the master, knelt down respectfully, and kowtowed three times devoutly.
His move quickly attracted everyone's attention.
"Hao'er, what are you doing?"
"Master, please forgive me for my unfilial piety. I can no longer serve you."
No one thought that Wu Shenghao would say such words.
You must know that although he is called "Crazy Sword", he is extremely filial to his master.
Because when he was still an infant, he was picked up by his master from the small town at the foot of the Holy Sword Sect Mountain. Without his master, Wu Shenghao would have died on that winter night, and he would not have become what he is today. Prestige.
Therefore, the two of them were called master and apprentice, but they were actually father and son. He also took the master's surname. Everyone in the Holy Sword Sect knew this. Could Wu Shenghao be possessed by evil spirits today? Could he also be controlled by the Demon Commander? Various questions could not help but arise in everyone's minds.
Only the master who understood him couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart when he saw his disciple's expression.
"You're going to the core area."
Seeing the look in his master's eyes, although Wu Shenghao said nothing, he acquiesced in the other party's judgment.
"Did you know that there is a forbidden area for humans? No one has ever been able to come out alive since ancient times."
"I know."
"Then do you know that the demons suppressed among them are still at a level higher than that of the God of War. Even the powerful ancient sects could not kill them. Now they are very likely to wake up. Do you still want to go?"
"Disciple is going!"
"Then do you know that even if they are as powerful as the Heavenly Palace, they are just a group of mortals. If they want to kill the gods now, they will probably die. Knowing that there is death and no life, do you still want to go?"
"Disciple is going!"
When the master and disciple said this, their voices and tone became higher and higher, just like a drum, striking everyone's heart for the first time.
"Tiangong is a part of the mainland, aren't we? If the Demon Commander is really resurrected, it will be a disaster for the entire continent."
"Initially, my disciple did not choose to go with Tiangong because his strength was too low. Not only would he be unable to help, but he would also become a drag on the other party."
"Now that Hao'er has finally broken through to the realm of the Martial Saint, he can finally contribute to the mainland. Even if I can only knock down one demon soldier, I can clear some obstacles for the advancement of the Heavenly Palace."
"You have taught me since I was a child that a warrior can have nothing, but he can't lose his blood! As a human being, you can not care about anything, but you can't lack awe."
"Tiangong is a hero! Those seniors who sacrificed their lives to protect the mainland are heroes! I want to be with the heroes."
Wu Shenghao's words from the bottom of his heart were truly shocking. Because they were true, they resonated with everyone. In fact, many disciples in the audience had the same thoughts as him.
At this time, Elder Wu burst into laughter, and Wu Shenghao looked at his master with some worry.
After the laughter stopped, Elder Wang patted his shoulder happily and said, "We, master and disciple, go together."
Although there were no words of praise, he expressed his support for Wu Shenghao with actions.
Wu Shenghao looked at his master gratefully, and the two of them prepared to leave together in a tacit understanding.
"Li Wei of the Holy Sword Sect is willing to go with him."
"Guanghan Palace Jingyue is willing to go with us."
"Guo Tian, the Holy Sword Sect, is willing to go with us."
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Suddenly, the voices of "willing to go together" echoed throughout the seventh floor of the Seven-Colored Treasure Mountain.
In less than a cup of tea, almost all the warriors from the three major sects stood up and expressed their willingness to go to the core area and fight side by side with Tiangong.
"The fire of civilization will never end, and the inheritance of the human race will never end!"
"The fire of civilization will never end, and the inheritance of the human race will never end!"
"The fire of civilization will never end, and the inheritance of the human race will never end!"
I don’t know when this slogan began to resound throughout Qisebaoshan. Chu Ming and everyone in Tiangong just shouted it that day and embarked on the road to the core area without hesitation.
After consultation, the leaders of the three sects decided that "the warriors above the Martial Saint realm will go to the core area, while the remaining disciples will stay here to continue to improve their strength. Each sect will leave a Martial God warrior to look after the remaining disciples."
Soon the three joint teams rushed towards the core area of the ancient battlefield.
Although their move was for "righteousness" and their inner yearning, in the eyes of other sects, it was tantamount to stating their position.
The people in Tiangong who were in the core area cautiously continued to search in depth.
They can feel the brutality of the battle from the completely changed topography.
After so many years, there still seems to be residual sword energy in the air.
There are many sword masters in the Heavenly Palace, and they all feel this keenly.
"Many swordsmen should have died here, or it could be the site of a famous sword sect back then."
Ye Gucheng has already felt the resonance of the sword energy.
"This should be a battlefield. I can feel that there are seniors from the Holy Sword Sect here."
Since he joined the Holy Sword Sect, Ximen Chuixue has naturally practiced the Holy Sword Sect's techniques, and his perception of the sword energy from the same source is naturally more advantageous than others.
