The battle between the two people eventually became one-sided. The trend has been set, and it is almost impossible to reverse it. With a fierce sword, Long Aotian cut off the sharp claws of the Demon Lord's soul. The broken claw, which was formed by the gathering of demonic energy, instantly dispersed the demonic energy. "How dare you!" Long Aotian ignored his roar, just looked at his eyes that were gradually turning red, and gripped the hilt of the sword in his hand tighter. Has he been pissed off to the extreme? Your eyes are red. Are you going to fight him to the death? Long Aotian suppressed the excitement in his heart and curled the corners of his mouth. "The most masculine and powerful lightning can hurt you, and the power of the volcanic red sun can trap you. So... if they are combined and entangled with you and don't retreat, what effect can they achieve?" Long Aotian slowed down his tone, seemingly telling the secret of his victory, but in fact, he was attracting the attention of the Demon Lord's soul.
"Oh, together they are so powerful that they can't be separated. How dare this young boy to speak so arrogantly!" That’s right, in the eyes of the Demon Lord who has lived for tens of thousands of years, Long Aotian, who has lived for only a few thousand years, is just like a child. "We'll know if he's just talking nonsense after a try." Long Aotian didn't argue with him as he had delayed enough time. It took him a long time to come up with this idea and put it into practice. When he first came into contact with cultivation, it had been more than two thousand years since the great war that destroyed the world. He no longer wanted to talk about the tragic conditions that the various sects had experienced in the past. In short, ever since he knew about the existence of the Demon Lord, he had been studying various techniques or methods to target him. No matter how he came to this world, he has now become a flesh-and-blood person in this world, no longer a character in a book. The teachers and fellow students around him are no longer paper people whose names have not been mentioned a few times in the book. Now that he lives here, he is a part of this world. No matter for whom, even for all the lives in this world, he has to shoulder the responsibility of fighting against contradictions together. Since he is the hero in the book, and since the system gave him a golden finger from the beginning, why can't he use his own convenience to research the thing that can restrain the demon clan's eternal scourge? However, doing so is going against the will of heaven. Even if he is the male protagonist, even if he has great luck, once he wants to do something that goes against his destiny, there will be layers of obstacles. So much so that I thought of this thing when I first came into contact with cultivating immortals, but it is only now that I have gradually come to some conclusion. For no other reason than that he learned to take advantage of loopholes. There are blind spots in surveillance, and the operating rules of this world are definitely not constant. He can't do this alone. Can't he save the country in a roundabout way? So it took him so long and a lot of effort to research this thing. The lightning and fire merged and did not disperse throughout the body, it kept burning and electrifying. Even if these are just ordinary mortal objects and cannot cause much damage to the Demon Lord's soul, they are ultimately naturally incompatible objects. Small damage does not mean no damage. If these things stick to your body and you can't get rid of them or get rid of them, it would be a big trouble, right? At least until the other party can come up with a solution, he will be tortured and troubled by these things.
Even if he cannot be killed, at least he will not be able to divert his mind and do things that are harmful to the world of immortal cultivation. To this day, everyone has been aware of the arrival of this demon king and the inevitability of world destruction. But many people were hoping that after the number and strength of their immortal cultivation world gradually recovered, they would still be able to fight against it like last time. After all, the Demon Lord had not yet appeared, and many people were willing to sacrifice themselves to the heavens and temporarily strengthen the seal, just to delay the deadline for the destruction of this world as much as possible, until the Hengyue Sword found a new owner, so that there would be a possibility of strengthening the seal permanently again. Everyone has the responsibility to protect this world, so when Long Aotian asked them to do this, they didn't even ask about its purpose, just because Long Aotian mentioned that if this thing is researched, it can be used against the demons. It is useless to say anything else, just this last sentence is enough to make them all cooperate. After Long Ertian said this, the Rubik's Cube Soul was actually very alert, thinking that he would really make some big move next. But in the end, after a while, I found that the other party seemed to be in a daze. His hands didn't move for a long time, and his eyes were calm. He was alert and vigilant, and suddenly he laughed. "Don't tell me you know you're going to lose, so you're just talking nonsense here?" It's really ridiculous that he fell for this. The Demon Lord's soul laughed and shook his head, thinking that Long Aotian was bluffing. He was about to fight back, but in the end... a burning sensation suddenly rose on the back of his hand that was exposed outside his sleeve. "what have you done!?" Suddenly, alarm bells rang in his heart. The severe pain in his arm was not fake. When he felt the severe pain, he immediately wanted to find the source, but found that there seemed to be no source, the source was only in his hand! "Didn't I tell you early in the morning?" Seeing that it was working, Long Aotian was happy and patiently answered his question, which shouldn't have arisen. "Impossible, how can there be such a magic in this world!" "Go ask your true self." Now that things were done, Long Aotian did not continue to waste time, but instead acted decisively and efficiently with his sword. The physical body of the Demon Lord's split soul was remade by him in the later period. Even if his head was cut off and his heart was dug out, it would only be because of this physical body that he died. Therefore, Long Aotian’s sword was not an ordinary sword move, but he gathered clouds and condensed thunder again to increase the power of thunder. As long as the power of thunder is strong enough, it can shatter his soul. Therefore, Long Aotian consumed a lot of energy in this battle. Without any thunder spiritual root, he was able to condense enough thunder power to wipe out the split soul. One can imagine what a huge price Long Aotian paid. "I'll pick him up." Before Zhou Ling could speak, Sheng Yuan took the initiative to take responsibility for the matter. Although they had been clearing the way and moving forward, they did not forget that Long Aotian was still behind them, buying time for them and restraining their biggest threat. So even though they were moving forward, their spiritual awareness and mental power were always keeping an eye on Long Aotian behind them.
Seeing that he actually took action to destroy that soul, I was happy but also a little worried. His lips were pale and his face was bloodless, as if someone had drained half a pound of blood from him in an instant. He was so weak that he could hardly control his body. He staggered and fell into the sea, without any control, letting the current carry him. (End of this chapter)