Mortals cultivate immortality, and their IQ is playing with their heartbeats

#474 - Sauron draws his sword and kills the evil dragon

At this moment, everyone was shocked by Li Chengfeng's strength. They finally realized that this cultivator, who had always been known for his wisdom and strategy, actually possessed terrifying power that could shake the cultivation world.

The unity of all laws was not just a slogan, but a true reflection of Li Chengfeng's strength.

However, just as everyone was marveling at Li Chengfeng's strength, a powerful evil aura suddenly surged from the horizon, breaking the original tranquility.

Ten hundred-zhang-long evil dragons broke through the air, emitting a chillingly evil aura, clearly not ordinary creatures.

The leading evil dragon, Nie Yuan, had already reached the realm of a half-step Demon Emperor, and the rest were all great cultivators and demon kings in the late Yuanying stage.

These evil dragons had obviously rushed to support through teleportation techniques. Their arrival undoubtedly made the battle situation more complex and dangerous.

On the Profound Light Continent, the battle between the Demon Race and the Human Race had also entered a white-hot stage, with both sides fighting desperately for their own survival and interests.

Being able to mobilize such a powerful evil dragon force here was enough to show the importance the Demon Race attached to this plan and the price they had paid.

They had obviously gone all in, pinning all their hopes on this operation.

The Horned Demon Race's half-step Demon Emperor Zhou Hu was entangled by the two divine monks of Dizang Temple. The fusion of Buddha and Demon forced him to retreat steadily.

If it were a one-on-one fight, he might barely win, but facing the combined efforts of two people and Li Chengfeng's improved fusion of Buddha and Demon, it was as if he was facing three divine monks. Wu Ming and the Demon Monk Wu Mo could separate and combine, making them unpredictable. He appeared even more overwhelmed, using all kinds of methods, but still unable to stop the momentum of retreat.

In despair, he actually activated his natal armor. The horns on his head suddenly cracked open, turning into battle armor that enveloped his entire body. Only then did he barely avoid being seriously injured to the point of coughing blood.

At this moment, the Evil Dragon Race finally appeared. He angrily rebuked, "These damned fellows, they're only here now, but it's not too late!"

The leading Evil Dragon, the half-step Demon Emperor Nie Yuan, laughed loudly, "The protagonist always appears last. I'm here to finish things off. The gate between worlds will surely open, and today will be the doomsday for these people. They will sacrifice themselves to contribute power to the gate between worlds."

Wu Ming, the current abbot of Dizang Temple, calmly chanted the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, Master, you entangle this demon first, and I will deal with him."

The old monk Kongxian smiled and shook his head, "Let me go, there are ten evil dragons over there?"

It would be suicide for either of them to go.

Faced with the choice of life and death, both of them chose to go to their deaths generously.

Seeing this, Li Chengfeng roared, "Solon, if you don't attack now, you'll miss the opportunity!"

Following his roar, a huge vortex suddenly surged from the bottom of the sea, and a handsome man carrying a huge, door-like long knife slowly rose.

His eyes were bright, and he looked at Li Chengfeng with a meaningful smile, "It turns out that my enemy understands me best, little fellow.

How did you know that I killed many demons underwater?"

After speaking, the water surface was once again stained red with blood, and more than a dozen demon corpses floated out, all great cultivators in the late Yuanying stage, all killed by Solon's blade.

Although there was a hideous scar on Solon's face, it added to his handsomeness and domineering aura.

At this time, his strength had reached the realm of a half-step Demon Emperor, and the blood on the corner of his mouth had not yet dried, obviously caused by swallowing the demon infants of these demons.

Li Chengfeng said with a smile, "Of course I know. This time, you also fueled the flames.

Although you have made many calculations, you have generally contributed to the Human Race.

Therefore, we might as well put aside our prejudices and work together to achieve a great victory."

He recalled the words of Senior Longgui, "Senior once said that the last person he enlightened was you, Solon.

Since you once received the help of Senior Longgui, this time he will definitely invite you to join the war. Although he didn't say it explicitly, I already know it in my heart."

Solon laughed upon hearing this, "Li Chengfeng, you are indeed smart. Having an enemy like you gives me a headache, but things are unpredictable."

Li Chengfeng pointed to the group of evil dragons and said briefly, "Stop talking nonsense, I'll leave them to you."

The corner of Solon's mouth twitched, and he smiled bitterly, "Are you taking revenge on me and sending me to my death? How can I defeat these ten evil dragons?"

Li Chengfeng smiled and said, "You are the famous Blade Demon, how can you be so unconfident?"

Solon raised the corner of his mouth and proposed a condition, "I will fight, but you have to give me some benefits.

You gave Longxing the Wings of Space, so I should also have a share, after all, you have two in your hands."

He looked confident, as if he had Li Chengfeng figured out.

Li Chengfeng did not hesitate. With a wave of his hand, the Wings of Space fell into Solon's hands.

Solon immediately refined them. The Wings of Space behind him suddenly unfolded, and lightning shuttled across the sea, greatly increasing his aura.

He laughed wildly and said, "You took my eye, and I got the Wings of Space. Let's put aside our grievances for now."

After speaking, he reached out his hand, and Li Chengfeng also reached out his hand. The two slapped each other to make an oath.

"Hahaha!" Solon let out a burst of wild laughter, and then his figure flashed, accompanied by a thunderous explosion, and traveled through space.

In that flash of lightning, Solon seemed to step out of the void, and his figure solidified in front of the Evil Dragon Race. His appearance was without any warning, only the sharp blade tightly held in his hand.

As if bearing the weight of the world, he swung it out violently, and his energy and blood surged like a river, surging endlessly in his body.

Behind him, a huge blade shadow suddenly appeared, merging with Solon, like a god of war descending into the world. That blade not only slashed at the enemy, but also cut off the shackles of space, full of vitality and unstoppable.

Solon's arm trembled slightly due to the excessive concentration of power, and blood splattered from his tiger's mouth, with glimpses of white bones. This was proof that he was going all out, and every drop of blood contained unyielding and determination.

This blade was his ultimate interpretation of the way of the blade. Wherever the blade light passed, the space seemed to be torn apart. The half-step Demon Emperor Nie Yuan of the Evil Dragon Race, facing this thunderous blow.

A hint of shock flashed in his dragon eyes. His dragon claws waved urgently, his dragon tail swept across, and his dragon horns flickered with a faint light, trying to resist this devastating blow.

However, Solon's blade energy was too domineering, like a bright red river of blood, penetrating the Flood Dragon's head to its tail, instantly dividing it into two. Before its primordial spirit could escape, it was completely swallowed by the blade energy, leaving only unwilling roars, echoing in the void, gradually dissipating.

Solon laughed loudly, his laughter containing both the joy of victory and a deeper understanding of the way of the blade. He stood with his blade, his eyes like torches, looking at the remaining ten evil dragons in the late Yuanying stage, his fighting spirit even stronger.

The battle was far from over, and Solon knew that every minute and every second that followed would be a life-and-death contest.

With a movement of his body, the strange Wings of Space unfolded, shuttling through the battlefield like a ghost. Every time he swung his blade, an evil dragon would fall, blood splattering, staining the sky red.

At this moment, the entire space seemed to be shrouded in blood, and the air was filled with a heavy bloody and unyielding aura.

Seeing this, Fire Yao, the patriarch of the Fire Demon Race, roared to the sky, and an ominous premonition enveloped his heart like dark clouds.

He knew that if he didn't fight back, today would be the time when the plan would be destroyed.

Therefore, he abandoned all defenses and turned into a blazing flame, rushing straight towards Anti-Demon Commander Longxing, vowing to fight to the death.

Faced with this sudden attack, Longxing not only was not afraid, but instead a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The spiritual treasure long blade in his hand, nourished by the spewing essence blood, the blade glow soared, dazzling and radiant.

A crisp blade sound cut through the sky, directly targeting Fire Yao, the half-step Demon Emperor of the Fire Demon, and hitting him firmly in the heart, nailing him firmly in the void. The blade glow that locked the primordial spirit finally turned into a sky full of flames, taking away the last trace of life from the Demon Emperor.