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Chapter 1264 ?

Chapter 1264 Darkness

The jade finger came out first, the wooden sword was broken, Zhao Xuanyang vomited blood and retreated, Jiang Wang was safe and sound. A beautiful figure jumped out from the jet black vortex.

The turbulent demon energy, the terrifying power, the powerful aura that almost filled the entire dark cave... all showed the terrifying power of a true demon.

As strong as Zhao Xuanyang is, he has no power to resist in front of this existence that suddenly appeared!

Of course she can only be Song Wanxi.

Or to be more precise, Zhuang Chengqian combined Song Wanxi's demon body and Song Hengjiang's soul to form the true blood puppet demon.

At that time, in the ancient demon cave at the bottom of the Qingjiang River, Jiang Wang, who absorbed the source of Zhuang Chengqian's new soul, captured the misguided supernatural powers, and at the same time inherited the blood puppet brand, and took over the control of this blood puppet true demon.

It's a pity that when he inherited the blood puppet brand, it was also the time for Song Wanxi to respond to the call of the Tomb of Myriad Worlds and break the world and leave.

At that time, Jiang Wang didn't have time to stop him, and his soul power couldn't complete the response at all, so he could only leave a thought in a hurry.

That idea is——

come back!

At that time, he was simply reluctant to part with such a powerful combat force, thinking that he might be able to call for rescue when he went to the wilderness to practice hunting demons in the future.

At that time, he never thought that he would enter the ancient magic cave again.

The Ancient Demon Nest is a product of the time when the Demon Tide destroyed the world, and most of them have been destroyed. The remaining part has already been wiped out. They are very rare in number, and their location is extremely secret, the one at the bottom of the Qingjiang River, Zhuang Junzhuang Gaoxian doesn't even know it exists.

With the size of the present world, Jiang Wang really doesn't know where the ancient magic cave is hidden.

Only Zhao Xuanyang, who has an ancient heritage and has a terrifying accumulation of knowledge, can be ingenious and think of the ancient magic cave to avoid the pursuit of suffering.

This brought Jiang Wang a brand new choice.

He was brought to the bottom of the magma by Zhao Xuanyang, and the first time he recognized the ancient magic cave, he called out. In this abandoned magic cave whose rules are very different from those of the present world, call out the ideas he once entrusted.

It's just a little moving, and there is no risk of being noticed. After that, he tried to explore the inner palace, but it was just to cover up in front of Zhao Xuanyang.

But Jiang Wang himself had no idea at all. He didn't know what state Song Wanxi was in after entering the Tomb of Ten Thousand Realms, and whether any accidents would happen. He also didn't know if he could summon the blood puppet true demon with his current cultivation base and spirit power. He even didn't know if his idea still existed.

The Ancient Devil's Nest is already the closest place to the Tomb of Myriad Worlds in this world. If the call cannot be completed here, this blood puppet true devil can basically be declared abandoned.

Jiang Wang just tried his best to struggle with the possibility that he didn't know if it was possible, just like all the previous moments of choice.

During the long, unresponsive time, he, like Zhao Xuanyang, was waiting anxiously.

The only difference is that he also has to hide his anxiety. He tried his best not to let Zhao Xuanyang see the clue.

And Zhao Xuanyang did not doubt it.

The route was carefully planned by himself, and this ancient magic cave was found by accident in his early years. Jiang Wang Daoyuan was imprisoned, the illusory realm was isolated, and his supernatural powers were blocked. No matter how he thought about it, there was no possibility of a comeback.

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if Jiang Wang can unblock himself. so what? It's nothing more than a replay of the crushing battle, which is really lackluster.

What Zhao Xuanyang was concerned about was the general situation in Jingguo, and what happened after Jiang Wang was sent to Yujing Mountain.

As for Jiang Wang, he was caught up after exhausting all means, and was captured after a hard fight. After being captured, he also tried to communicate with the Illusory Realm, and tried to guide Zhao Xuanyang to the Snow Country... He did everything he could.

Everything before, all failed, defeated by Zhao Xuanyang's crushing combat power.

Only the call of the blood puppet true devil finally got a response after three days!

I don't know what Song Wanxi experienced during this period of time in the Tomb of Ten Thousand Realms, or if she just really adapted to the body of a real demon. She who responded to Jiang Wang today was obviously stronger than when she fought against the Bone Cthulhu that day!

The blood puppet true demon of that day, and the strongest body of the bone evil god who descended into the world, could not lose the wind.

Today's Song Wanxi, just showing up there, made Jiang Wang feel the surging power as deep as the sea.

This time, Jiang Wang just provided a beacon and issued a call. After she responded, she directly locked the path, opened the ancient passage, and descended into this ancient magic cave for a short time.

Then he pointed at the intercepting front to save Jiang Wang from being injured, and easily shattered Zhao Xuanyang's famous sword, causing him to vomit blood and retreat.

There seems to be a will in the dark, but if Jiang Wang hadn't never given up and always tried his best, how could he have waited for Song Wanxi to come across the border?

Among the broken wooden sword fragments, Zhao Xuanyang vomited blood and retreated. Looking at Jiang Wang, his eyes were full of disbelief: "You actually have magic powers!?"

Jiang Wang sighed: "Actually not..."

In a sense, the Blood Puppet True Demon is the real Demon Race. Cultivating magic skills, cultivating devil energy, practicing devil ways, and even having a part of his own intelligence, which is probably limited to the instinctive part, and can live in the barren tombs of ten thousand realms.

But after all, she is just a blood puppet. Unconscious and selfless, controlled by the blood puppet brand.

Being able to refine such a puppet body with real combat power, Zhuang Chengqian's genius and ruthlessness are rare in the world.

Jiang Wang just inherited this blood puppet.

He has never really raised demons, and indeed he has never connected with demons.

To be honest, Song Wanxi is more like the human spy that Jiang Wang placed in the tomb of the Ten Thousand Realms.

However, Jiang Wang obviously didn't explain much to Zhao Xuanyang.

It has to be said that Zhao Xuanyang is not an annoying person.

Getting along these few days was an unforgettable experience for both of them.

The two people who are obviously very speculative and can be friends, but because of their different positions, they have come to a hostile position. Human beings are born in the net of dust, everyone is more or less bound by something, and it is difficult to have real freedom.

Even the more experienced, the harder it is to be free.

So facing Zhao Xuanyang's stunned and even painful eyes, Jiang Wang also subconsciously explained.

But only this sentence.

After he sighed, he only said: "Kill him."

There are no violent emotions, only cold decisions.

Zhao Xuanyang who stood in a hostile position, Zhao Xuanyang who met the blood puppet true demon, Zhao Xuanyang who had experienced the misguided supernatural powers and speculated... must die.

Song Wanxi's long hair fluttered, and she took a step closer, her bloody eyes were cold and emotionless.

And Zhao Xuanyang's eyes were bright, so bright that the lightless ancient magic cave was filled with brilliance!

"The remaining rules of the ancient devil's lair cannot support the existence of the real devil for too long. Even if you invite the real devil to descend, you may not be able to kill me, Zhao Xuanyang!"

With his right hand and sword finger, the sword finger circles the golden light, points to the sky and draws the earth, and the roaring sword energy immediately turns into a dragon shape. There are nine dragons with sword energy, each showing power and power, evolving different sword tactics, dancing around Song Wanxi, Lock it down firmly.

Just like nine kendo masters attacking Song Wanxi at the same time.

And Zhao Xuanyang only pressed it with his left hand.

Between the heaven and the earth, a golden gossip gate suddenly appeared.

This gate is majestic, majestic and majestic.

When it appeared, it seemed to suppress the whole place.

It seems to come with a huge world, communicating with an unpredictable place.

The entire lightless ancient magic cave changed its breath for a short time.

As a result, the earth is feng shui fire, and the energy is surging.

Any magical powers that respond to spells will be disturbed by it.

Zhao Xuanyang spoke so majesticly that he was still ready to escape immediately. Launching the ultimate move only seeks a resistance, and then immediately calls out the treasure of escape, wanting to leave this place.

A set of movements can be described as extremely familiar and smooth.

But Song Wanxi has arrived.

Facing the nine sword qi dragons with terrifying killing power, she just made a mistake with both hands, and pinched the nine sword qi dragons in her hands, making them into the shape of earthworms, crushing them easily!

When she stretched out her hand, she was already taking steps.

When he stepped out, he was still in front of Jiang Wang, and when his footsteps fell, he was already stuck in front of the golden gossip door.

At this time, the sword spirit dragon has just been crushed.

Her left hand hangs down casually, and only her right hand is raised.

The palm, which was as beautiful as a jade carving, became a palm knife. It looks as white as snow, as delicate as jade.

Just a little poke...

Boom!

Like fireworks exploding in mid-air, the flames spread all over the sky.

This golden gossip door with ancient aura was directly pierced!

This is a treasure handed down from Yujing Mountain, yet it shatters so easily.

Just like the insurmountable gap between Zhao Xuanyang's God's Landing and Jiang Wang's Neifu, from God's Landing to Dongzhen, there is a natural barrier in between!

No matter how powerful the magic weapon is, in the hands of Zhao Xuanyang, who is in the presence of God, it cannot resist Song Wanxi, who has the power of a true demon.

The technique was broken, the magic weapon was destroyed, and Zhao Xuanyang spat out a mouthful of blood again!

But this time, it was golden blood that spewed out.

The golden rain fell on this ancient magic cave.

Song Wanxi in the golden rain became more and more charming. It's hard to believe that she actually belongs to the same family as those dirty and evil Yin Demons.

Zhao Xuanyang spewed out rain of blood from his injury, and the golden raindrops were absolutely indistinguishable, each drop was well-defined, almost perfect oval shape, and did not interfere with each other.

Like pumpkin seeds. Jiang Wang thought silently.

"This is the blood of my heart, the blood of my god." Zhao Xuanyang pointed at him in the shape of a sword, and said boldly and bravely, "The devil will die with me!"

Drops of golden blood changed suddenly in mid-air, forming an extremely complex and majestic pattern.

It's like an ancient star map, but unfortunately Jiang Wang can't recognize it, and doesn't know where it should be in the sky.

Zhao Xuanyang fought hard and vomited blood. It really lived up to the name of Tianjiao.

The golden blood droplets formed a large formation, immediately stirring up the power, and the gathering momentum was manifested. On this complex and majestic Golden Rain Star Map, a phantom of a golden-armored general appeared in a trance, and it solidified in an instant!

This battle will be tall, with shining golden armor and remarkable divine power.

As soon as he was solidified, he looked at Song Wanxi with a fighting spirit!

But almost at the moment when he just solidified, Song Wanxi had already come in front of him.

A pair of white and tender palms, which could even be called weak, gently touched the two arms of the golden armored warrior, pointing to the left and right!

The golden-armored warrior let out a life-like cry of pain, as if he really had spirituality.

But no matter how mysterious his manifestation was, it cost Zhao Xuanyang a huge price.

At this moment, his arms have been torn off by Song Wanxi!

The two golden armor arms began to collapse in the air.

And Song Wanxi took advantage of the trend, only a head hammer!

A beautiful woman used her unprotected beautiful head to hit a general wearing a golden helmet. Use her forehead as smooth as snow to bump the golden battle helmet that looks very hard.

What kind of scene is this?

What kind of brutal fighting style is this?

Zhao Xuanyang couldn't be surprised anymore.

Because Song Wanxi's head hammer just fell and the collision happened, the guardian warrior he summoned with "blood from the heart" and "blood from the gods" has already collapsed into a streamer!

Can't take a full blow at all!

But Song Wanxi's beautiful forehead is still smooth, not even a single red mark. There is no possibility of injury.

The gap in strength is so obvious.

She is close!

A round jade pendant carved with phoenix hanging from Zhao Xuanyang's waist immediately gave out a phoenix cry.

This is the treasure of body protection passed down by the teacher, which is enough to withstand a blow from a real person.

Its voice is clear and clear, as if moving in the nine heavens, it sounds noble, powerful and inviolable.

But it stopped abruptly.

Like an old hen whose neck is suddenly strangled.

A slender jade hand just happened to pinch this round phoenix engraved jade pendant, and with a gentle pinch, the jade pendant shattered into crumbs and fluttered down.

The sound of Fengming stopped immediately.

Real people in this world can see the truth, and so can real demons.

The first time Song Wanxi got close was to run towards this protective object.

After crushing the jade pendant, he probed again with both hands.

Zhao Xuanyang's hands, which were making the tactic, had already been grasped. It is impossible to dodge at all, and it is impossible to resist!

Song Wanxi's bloody eyes were emotionless, her frosty face was expressionless, she simply pulled her hands——

While the blood was spraying, Zhao Xuanyang's arms were already ripped off!

Amid Zhao Xuanyang's uncontrollable painful expression, Song Wanxi repeated the old trick, and the head hammer fell straight down again.

It's not that she can only do this, but that she is too powerful to do this!

Simple, efficient and cool!

Seeing that beautiful face getting closer and closer, seeing that flamboyant black hair fluttering, Zhao Xuanyang only seemed to see the endless abyss.

Time seemed to freeze.

No.

Zhao Xuanyang soon discovered that what was frozen was not time, nor were these moments of trance before dying.

It was the head of that stunning beauty demon that really stopped.

Saved...?

Only then did he hear Jiang Wang's voice——

"Zhao Xuanyang is a man of good looks, don't hurt his face."

What should I say? he thinks.

The little brat finally has a conscience?

Would you let me go?

Hey! Why are you being hypocritical here, you demonic dog thief?

But in the end he struggled and said: "Zhao Xuanyang is also a person who cherishes his life! No..."