In this world that has been deeply eroded by Dark Power, the space seems to be shrouded in an invisible evil film, showing a strange and twisted state.
The air seemed to be held together by thick dark glue, making it so oppressive that one could hardly breathe.
Human Emperor Reincarnated Body The whole body is filled with a dark aura as thick as ink, and every trace of darkness is like an evil spirit with independent consciousness.
They bared their teeth and claws in the air, twisting wantonly. Wherever they passed, layers of strange ripples appeared in the space, as if being gnawed by dark teeth, making a subtle but creepy "sizzling" sound.
He is like Demonic God who broke free from the deepest and most terrifying core of Nine Nether Hell, and descends into the world with endless malice, Power of Destruction and hatred for the world.
With the terrifying power that could turn everything upside down and rewrite World Laws after his breakthrough, Human Emperor Reincarnated Body embarked on a long and crazy pursuit.
He crossed the undulating majestic mountains and rivers. Those towering peaks that had experienced countless vicissitudes of time collapsed like fragile building blocks under the crushing force of his power.
The loud noise of the mountain collapsing was deafening, and the roar of rolling boulders was intertwined, as if the earth was roaring in pain.
The aroused smoke and dust that covered the sky and the sun were like ancient giant beasts struggling in pain and wailing in despair.
The birds fled in panic, their shrill cries piercing the sky, but they were instantly swallowed up by this terrifying power and disappeared without a trace.
The endless rivers, lakes and seas were stirred up by his breath, and the huge waves emptied out, raising water walls dozens of feet high.
The water wall was like an angry water monster, slapping wildly around, hitting the rocks on the shore, splashing huge water splashes, and making a deafening sound.
The creatures in the water were panicked by this sudden disaster. The fish jumped out of the water desperately, but were mercilessly beaten back by the huge waves, letting out desperate whines. Their bodies were twisted and deformed under the impact of the huge waves, and their lives were in danger under the raging Dark Power.
In the boundless desert desert, the sand and gravel were dyed strangely black by his Dark Power. The strong winds carried the black sand, forming a sandstorm that blocked the sky and the sun.
The sandstorm swept through with overwhelming force, leaving a dead silence wherever it went. The former oases disappeared in an instant, leaving only devastated and ruined walls buried by the wind and sand, witnessing this terrible disaster.
Among the ruins of the town buried by the wind and sand, half of the remaining walls are occasionally exposed, which seems to still tell the story of the prosperity of the past, but now only a desolation remains.
In this way, he pursued all the way, leaving destruction and fear behind him until he reached this ancient and desolate battlefield.
In the desolate Ancient Battlefield, the strong wind is like a mad beast, wrapping up the yellow sand in the sky, forming a raging yellow tide, shrouding the entire world in Primordial Chaos and darkness.
The ruins are looming in the wind and sand, like the silent skeletons of ancient giants, and like witnesses of history that have experienced vicissitudes of life, silently telling the cruelty and vicissitudes of past wars.
On those broken walls, the traces of years of erosion are clearly visible, and the mottled stones seem to whisper the smoke of the past wars. Some broken walls are engraved with vague runes. These runes have been polished to pieces by wind and sand over the long years, but they still exude a mysterious atmosphere.
They seem to be recording a forgotten heroic deed, or warning future generations of the terrible disaster that happened here.
Some of the lines of the runes have been broken by the erosion of the wind and sand, and some have become blurred, but it seems that the powerful power they once contained can still be vaguely felt.
Some were twisted and deformed by unknown forces, taking on strange and horrifying shapes, as if they were painfully struggling souls, faintly crying in the wind about the sufferings of the past.
On this desolate battlefield, time seems to have stood still, with only endless wind and sand and dead silence. The occasional sound of wind is like the whimpering of an innocent soul.
The wind shuttled between the ruins, making a whistling sound, like the shouts of those who died in the war, which made people shudder.
Human Emperor Reincarnated Body is like a black lightning that cuts through the night sky, carrying black clouds like ink coming down.
His blood-red eyes were burning with vengeance Karmic Fire. The flame seemed to be able to burn everything in the world, locking on Ren Xiaoyao, and then let out a burst of crazy laughter. The sound was like cannonballs exploding in the air, causing the surrounding gravel to fall, and even the sand dunes in the distance were shaken to collapse.
"Ren Xiaoyao, today is the day of your death, and I will make you pay the heaviest price for your obstruction!"
His voice was full of resentment and madness, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, echoing on this desolate battlefield for a long time.
The sound waves hit the surrounding air, forming ripples visible to the naked eye, spreading into the distance. Wherever they went, Dark Power also surged. The sand and stones that were Dark Corruption seemed to be awakened and began to beat restlessly, making a "swirling" sound, as if they were agitated for the upcoming fierce battle.
Before he finished speaking, he quickly formed seals with his hands in front of his chest. His movements were as fast as phantoms, making people dizzy.
In an instant, countless black threads shot out from his fingertips.
These threads were sharper than the sharpest blades. When they cut through the sky, they emitted a blood-curdling scream, as if thousands of evil spirits were wailing at the same time. The sound seemed to penetrate the soul, filling people's hearts with fear. Even the surrounding Dark Power seemed to be frightened by the scream and trembled slightly.
The silk thread shot towards Ren Xiaoyao like a rainstorm of black sharp arrows. Wherever it passed, the air was cut with a "sizzling" sound, leaving streaks of Black Cracks visible to the naked eye.
These cracks are like wounds in space, with strange black mist constantly overflowing. There are faint groans of pain in the mist. It is the struggle of the souls swallowed by Dark Power. Their pain and despair permeate the mist, forming a suffocating sense of oppression.
In the mist, you can occasionally see the outlines of some blurry faces. Their distorted expressions are full of pain and pleading, making people feel numb.
Ren Xiaoyao looked solemn, his brows furrowed, but his eyes were filled with perseverance. He knew that the Human Emperor Reincarnated Body in front of him was no longer what it used to be, and its terrifying strength was beyond imagination.
He tapped his toes on the ground, his figure erratic like a ghost, tossing and turning among the dense black silk threads. Every dodge was more and more dangerous. The corners of his clothes were scratched by the threads, instantly tearing out a series of cuts. The power of the threads even left light blood stains on his skin.
His heartbeat accelerated rapidly, but his eyes remained firm and showed no sign of flinching.
At the same time, he swung the long sword in his hand, and in an instant, a layer of bright golden light surged from the sword. This light was like the rising sun, exuding a sacred and warm atmosphere. It instantly shook the raging yellow sand around and scattered it in all directions. The shaken gravel looked like golden stars under the reflection of the golden light.
"Do you think you can do whatever you want with this Dark Power? Today I will stop you again!" Ren Xiaoyao shouted loudly, sounding like a bell, resounding throughout the battlefield, and the firm belief contained in the voice made the surrounding air vibrate.
There seemed to be a kind of Invisible Power in his voice, which caused the violent wind on the battlefield to pause briefly. It seemed that he was also shaken by the will of the people. Even the Dark Power around him appeared in this violent shout. There was a momentary fluctuation, and the attack rhythm of those black threads also stagnated slightly, as if disturbed by this force of justice. During this brief stagnation, Ren Xiaoyao keenly captured the opportunity to counterattack, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, he performed the Ancient Sword Technique he had learned in Mysterious Ruins. His body was dancing, his sword moved with his heart, and every movement was smooth and powerful, full of rhythm.
His steps were light and steady, as if he were dancing an ancient war dance. Each step stepped on a node of power, causing the surrounding air to vibrate and making a slight "buzzing" sound. The sword was fierce and fierce, and each sword swing carried powerful spiritual power fluctuations. There was a "buzzing" sound in the air, as if the heaven and earth were resonating with his Swordsmanship.
Golden Sword Qi is like one Golden Lightning after another, tearing through the darkness and piercing Human Emperor Reincarnated Body. Wherever Sword Qi passes, golden cracks are drawn in the space, briefly illuminating the battlefield shrouded in darkness.
These golden cracks are like lightning in the night sky, illuminating every corner of the battlefield, making Human Emperor Reincarnated Body's figure invisible in this light. The cracks also shine with the light of mysterious runes, which is the embodiment of Ancient Sword Technique's power. Each rune contains powerful energy, and they are intertwined with each other to form an indestructible network of power.
The runes shine brightly, seeming to tell ancient stories and the eternal battle between justice and evil.
These runes are the accumulation of time. Each Dao Patterns road carries the wisdom and strength of the predecessors. Now it is reawakened under the sword of Ren Xiaoyao, blooming Dazzling Light.
Human Emperor Reincarnated Body Seeing this, a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth, and he snorted coldly, not evading or evading.
He danced his hands quickly, and endless Dark Power poured out of his palms, condensing into an indestructible Black Shield in front of him. Strange Black Runes flowed on the surface of the shield. These runes were like living creatures, constantly twisting and changing shapes, exuding a frightening aura.
The runes shone with dark red light, as if soaked in blood, and they intertwined with each other to form a dark defensive barrier.
Ren Xiaoyao's Sword Qi landed heavily on the shield, making a dull noise, like thousands of war drums roaring at the same time, stirring up circles of black ripples. The powerful impact force caused spiderweb-like cracks to appear on the surrounding ground. The cracks spread rapidly and extended into the distance.
Black smoke poured out from every crack. The smoke was mixed with a putrid smell, as if it was emanating from the abyss of hell. The smoke continued to rise, making the surrounding air more turbid, making it difficult to breathe.
The black ripples spread, and wherever they went, the sand and stones on the ground were corroded, making a "sizzling" sound, as if they were suffering from great pain.
The Black Runes on the shield flickered under the impact of Sword Qi, seeming to be trying to resist this powerful force. Their twisting and struggling seemed to be a silent resistance.
"That's all you can do?" Human Emperor Reincarnated Body mocked, his voice full of disdain. As soon as he finished speaking, he stamped his foot violently. This foot contained World-Destroying Power. The entire battlefield suddenly trembled violently. The ground seemed to be torn apart by an invisible giant hand, creating huge cracks. A pungent putrid smell gushed out from the cracks, as if the door to hell had been opened.
Immediately afterwards, countless black tentacles emerged from the cracks. The surface of these tentacles was covered with mucus and glowed strangely in the sun. They squirmed and twisted crazily towards Ren Xiaoyao. Wherever they went, the ground was corroded with deep marks, and even hard rocks were turned into powder.
These tentacles were like living monsters, constantly twisting their bodies, trying to wrap Ren Xiaoyao tightly. Their speed was extremely fast, and all of Ren Xiaoyao's escape routes were blocked in the blink of an eye. The mucus on the tentacles dripped on the ground, making a "sizzling" corrosive sound, and bursts of black smoke emitted. The surrounding land was corroded into pits, exuding a disgusting smell.
The tentacles intertwined with each other, forming a huge cage, trapping Ren Xiaoyao in it, constantly shrinking, trying to crush him.
Each tentacle is full of power, and their twisting and entwining has a strange rhythm, like a dark dance, and Ren Xiaoyao is the prey in this dance.
Ren Xiaoyao glanced sharply, tapped the ground with his toes, and rose into the air like an arrow, flipping several times in the air. Each flip accurately avoided the attack of the tentacles, and his movements were light and vigorous.
He turned around in the air, like a bird circling, the sword in his hand shone brightly, and displayed the essence of Swordsmanship.
In an instant, golden Sword Qi criss-crossed, like a golden scorching sun, shining brightly, illuminating the entire battlefield shrouded in darkness. Wherever Sword Qi went, Black Tentacles were cut off one after another, making a "sizzling" sound, turning into black smoke and dissipating in the air, exuding a burnt smell that permeated every corner of the battlefield.
The moment Golden Sword Qi collided with Black Tentacles, a strong light erupted. In the light, gold and black intertwined and confronted each other, as if it was an eternal contest between light and darkness. The energy fluctuations generated by the collision spread to all directions, causing ripples on the surrounding ground. The sand and stones on the ground were lifted up by this force, forming a sand storm.
In the sandstorm, the sand and stones collided with each other, making a crisp sound, intertwined with the roar of battle, forming a unique battle movement.
In this intertwining of light and energy, Golden Sword Qi can be seen like a smart swimming dragon, shuttling and biting Black Tentacles, while Black Tentacles is like a tenacious python, constantly twisting and struggling, trying to block Sword Qi's attack.
When Human Emperor Reincarnated Body saw this, a strong anger surged in his heart, and he raised his head to the sky and let out a deafening roar. Amid the roar, Dark Power gathered crazily behind him, condensing into a huge black Demonic Phantom.
This demon is a hundred feet tall, and its body is as towering as a mountain. It opens its fangs and claws, and every time it swings its claws, it can set off a storm of darkness. Wherever the storm passes, the space is distorted out of shape, and black holes appear. These holes seem to be able to swallow everything, and even light cannot escape.
The demon roared and rushed towards Ren Xiaoyao. The roar seemed to penetrate the soul and break the mind. The surrounding air was distorted by the sound wave.
The demon's eyes flashed with blood-red light, and the light was filled with endless malice and desire for destruction. It sprayed out Black Flames from its mouth. Wherever the flames went, everything was burned. Black Flames spread on the ground, leaving a black mark. The land was scorched and gave off a pungent smell.
Every attack of the demon carries a strong sense of oppression, making the surrounding space tremble.
The demon's body was covered with strange black scales, each scale shimmering with cold light, as if it were the crystallization of Dark Power. Its tail was like a thick black stone pillar, sweeping across, leaving huge holes in the ground wherever it went.
Ren Xiaoyao felt unprecedented pressure. The air around his body seemed to be compressed into substance, pressing heavily on him, but there was no hint of flinching in his eyes.
He took a deep breath and maximized the spiritual power in his body. Golden light burst out from his body like a raging tide, covering his whole body and forming an indestructible golden protective barrier.
Mysterious runes are flowing on the surface of the barrier. The runes are shining with light, resisting the erosion of Dark Power. These runes are like Ancient Incantations, exuding mysterious and powerful power fluctuations.
Ren Xiaoyao concentrated and poured all his will into this barrier. His eyes were firm and focused, as if he was in a battle of willpower with Dark Power. Sweat fell from his forehead, but his eyes never wavered.
He mobilized every ounce of spiritual power in his body to contend with this Dark Power, silently reciting the ancient practice Mnemonic in his heart, and constantly strengthening his own strength.
As the spiritual power circulated, a golden halo appeared around his body, and the halo flashed continuously, resisting the invasion of Dark Power.
This layer of golden halo was like a protective shield, protecting him tightly within it. The runes continued to flow on the halo, emitting a faint light, as if telling the oath of protection.
When the black demon rushed towards him, Ren Xiaoyao waved his sword and took the initiative to attack.
For a moment, light flashed on the battlefield, gold and black intertwined and collided, and explosions were heard continuously.
Every confrontation triggered a powerful storm of power. The storm turned the surrounding ruins into powder, and the dust raised covered the sky and the sun, forming a huge dust cloud.
The battle between the two made the sky and the earth eclipse. The original dark clouds in the sky were impacted by the force and fled in all directions, revealing strange rays of light. These rays of light intertwined in the sky to form a strange and terrifying picture.
The golden Sword Qi collided with the black devil's claw, making a deafening sound. The aftermath of the power spread in all directions, plowing the surrounding ground into deep grooves. Black mist and golden light continued to overflow from the deep grooves, as if the forces of the two worlds were competing against each other.
The surrounding space was torn into pieces by this force, and countless small Space Cracks appeared. Strange lights shone in these cracks, constantly devouring everything around them.
Strange sounds come from the cracks from time to time, as if they are calls from another world, which makes people shudder.
In this chaotic intertwining of forces, the figures of Ren Xiaoyao and Human Emperor Reincarnated Body are looming. They are like two lonely warriors, engaged in a duel concerning the fate of the world on this desolate battlefield.
As the battle continued, Human Emperor Reincarnated Body gradually felt powerless, his breathing became rapid, his forehead was covered with sweat beads, and his body was shaking slightly.
Although his attacks are still powerful, Ren Xiaoyao's defense and counterattacks have gradually revealed his flaws, and the black aura on his body has become somewhat disordered.
On the other hand, Ren Xiaoyao continued to realize the higher realm of Swordsmanship in the fierce battle. Each attack was sharper and more powerful than the last. His eyes became more determined, and the long sword in his hand seemed to be integrated with him and became a part of his body.
Ren Xiaoyao constantly adjusted his rhythm during the battle. He observed every move of Human Emperor Reincarnated Body, looking for his weaknesses. Every time he drew his sword, he was full of wisdom and strength. His Swordsmanship became more and more skilled, and the connection between sword moves became smoother, as if he was playing a gorgeous battle movement.
He constantly changes his sword moves, sometimes like a gust of wind and rain, sometimes like a Mount Tai Crushing Down, making Human Emperor Reincarnated Body hard to guard against. His Swordsmanship incorporates his understanding of nature, and each sword carries the momentum of mountains and rivers, and the brilliance of the sun and moon, making his power even more powerful.
Ren Xiaoyao continued to break through his limits in the battle. His body and soul were sublimated in this battle. He felt an unprecedented power surging in his body, which was the power of justice and belief.
"How is it possible... how can you be so strong!" Human Emperor Reincarnated Body shouted in horror, his voice full of disbelief. His voice echoed over the battlefield, with a hint of trembling and despair.
His black Demonic Phantom gradually became illusory under the attack of Ren Xiaoyao, and his body began to tremble slightly, and his original arrogance was completely suppressed.
Human Emperor Reincarnated Body's heart was full of doubts and unwillingness. He didn't understand why Ren Xiaoyao could become so powerful in such a short period of time. There was a hint of panic in his eyes, and he looked around, trying to find a turning point.
He desperately mobilized the Dark Power in his body, trying to gather a powerful attack again, but his power was like a dry spring, getting weaker and weaker.
His heart was filled with fear, realizing that he might not be able to defeat the opponent in front of him.
In this desperate moment, countless images flashed through his mind, including his past glory and his current downfall, but nothing could be changed.
There was a trace of confusion in his eyes, as if he had lost his way in the darkness.
Ren Xiaoyao didn't give him a chance to breathe, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he shouted, "Suffer death!" and then used Swordsmanship's ultimate move.
I saw him holding the sword tightly with both hands, and the spiritual power in his body surged out like a volcano erupting, pouring into the sword. The golden light on the sword surged, soaring into the sky, and a golden Sword Qi rose into the sky, carrying World-Destroying Power, as if it was going to split this dark world into two.