Chapter 804: Seven Kills

'It's now! '

Fang Yuan took the initiative to meet the dragon's attack, and it seemed as if he couldn't dodge it in time, and was drawn into the Panwang Palace just right.

Boom!

Intense blood glowed from his body, like a huge blood man who was thrown directly into the hall.

Guiyanzi: "..."

Ba Dao: "..."

"Hehe... What a cunning boy!"

The Heavenly Demon Taoist sneered, and also rushed towards the Panwang Palace.

"Ho Ho!"

At this moment, the demon dragon curled up like a long coiled snake array, directly hiding the Panwang Palace and the vital points just now.

Seeing this scene, even Guiyanzi was a little out of breath.

"This magic dragon protects the Panwang Palace in its body, making it clear that it only defends and does not attack. It's troublesome!"

Gui Yanzi quickly said: "How about we just break through and leave? As long as the entrance is blocked, this Nangong Hopeless is a dead end!"

There is a time limit for the opening of the Tianshen Palace, and if you fail to escape after the time limit, you will end up dead!

"Just a magic dragon!"

Ba Dao roared angrily, and swung the sword again.

"Ho Ho!"

Above the Spring and Autumn Dragon Saber, a golden light flashed, and a golden dragon suddenly rose up: "Die to me! Kanglong has remorse!"

The light of the sword is extremely condensed, like an ancient dragon reborn into the world.

Even the magic dragon had to bow his head under this majesty.

puff!

Blood splashed, and scars appeared on the dragon's body, but it seemed to have made up its mind, circling its body tightly, and never stretched out.

'Ba Dao goes all out, and it has such destructive power...'

Gui Yanzi looked at this scene and couldn't help being very surprised: "And...why do you insist on going your own way? Could it be that Zhengdao has some information, and is there something in this palace that they can't let go of?" '

Thinking of this, his questioning eyes immediately looked at the Heavenly Demon Daoist.

"Since Ba Dao has such a passion for you, how can I not fulfill it?"

The Heavenly Demon Daoist smiled, and the Heavenly Demon Claw in his hand was shining brightly, as if centering on him, a terrifying phantom of a monster condensed.

"Okay! The Heavenly Demon Daoist is the Heavenly Demon Taoist!"

Ba Dao laughed loudly: "If we work together, we may not be able to kill this beast!"

...

It was at the time when the masters of the two great magic soldiers and demon soldiers were fighting the dragon in blood.

Fang Yuan was holding a blood-drinking knife and walking through the Panwang Palace.

Although the hall is large, there is only one core, which is extremely empty. There are various murals on the four walls made of bronze.

"Open the world and create everything..."

Fang Yuan saw the bronze picture at the very beginning, and accurately grasped what the other party wanted to express: "This description should be Pan's achievements, and the supreme sentiment of protecting the world by transforming into the Heavenly Emperor Sword at the end... "

At the back, the bronze map changed, with a vague aura. Fang Yuan was shocked when he saw it: "This is... the way of King Pan! It can actually directly express its own path in the form of a catalog!"

Road to Road, very Avenue.

But in fact, the so-called Dao Xuanming can only be understood, but cannot be explained in words, etc. It is a complete joke!

It cannot be expressed in the correct form, just because the understanding of Tao is not deep enough.

Otherwise, any road to its peak can be expressed from martial arts, supernatural powers, pictures, and even strange symbols.

But at this time, King Pan, as the god of creation, poured his own "Tao" here without reservation, and cherished it very much!

Even the blood demon primordial spirit was stunned and silent when he saw it.

'With these, and with the help of the Heavenly Eye Watching Qi Art, after I go back, I can try to condense my own path! '

Fang Yuan felt extremely satisfied.

Even at this time, his distraction has benefited a lot.

At least, the bottleneck that plagued the Demon Lord of Nine Origins was broken through silently and without hindrance, making his entire aura suddenly enter a mysterious and unpredictable state.

"I see!"

At this time, the blood demon primordial spirit suddenly shouted: "Although there is no Heavenly Emperor Sword here, there is a Heavenly Emperor Sword Art..."

The Dao of Jiang Pan, expressed in the form of swordsmanship, is the Heavenly Emperor Sword Art!

Although that set of magical skills that may surpass the heavenly grade must be sealed in the Heavenly Emperor Sword, its source is still the Dao of Pan, the Dao recorded here!

Therefore, this place can be said to be the real inheritance place of Pan.

"Furthermore...the Heavenly Emperor Sword is not impossible to hide here."

As Fang Yuan looked at the pictures one by one, the aura on his body became more and more ethereal, and his tone of voice was a little unpredictable, which made the blood demon's soul fall into silence.

"It turns out that this is the Warrior God and Demon Realm!"

When he saw the last picture, Fang Yuan heaved a sigh of relief and smiled lightly.

He was only a step away from the realm of gods and demons. When he saw this disk of gods, he broke through immediately, and the attribute bar changed drastically:

"Name: Fang Yuan (Nangong Wuwang)

Essence: 300

Gas: 300

God: 300

Cultivation: God and Demon Realm

Skills: Liuji Yubingjue (Third Realm), Great Blood Demon Art

Specialties: Planting [Level 6] (full level), Eyes of the Sky Watching Qi (false), Body of Source Power, Magic Armor—Blood-drinking Knife"

"God and Demon Realm?"

Fang Yuan smiled, not paying attention at all.

To him, being the top of the world has already been experienced countless times, and he has long been flattered or humiliated.

What really caught his interest was the last copy of Panshen Atlas.

It was a picture of the body offering sacrifices to the sword and turning into the Heavenly Emperor Sword. With just one glance, one could feel a sharp sword aura rushing towards his face.

But in the sword aura, there is a trace of saber aura mixed in, which is a spectacle.

Fang Yuan looked around, and saw that at the end of the catalog, someone used a knife as a pen to engrave seven characters for 'kill'! Each killing character is different, with the Zen flavor of mass extinction and great silence, and there is a taste that the end of the devil is righteousness, put down the butcher knife, and become a Buddha immediately.

"The material of this palace is very mysterious, it can be endlessly alive, and it can be repaired continuously if it is damaged. It is naturally difficult for the master of ordinary magic soldiers to leave engravings, unless it is... a warrior in the realm of gods and demons! "

Fang Yuan stepped forward, and immediately under the large characters of Seven Kills, he saw another line of small characters: "I am Nie Kuang. At the age of twenty, I wielded the Seven Kills Tiger Soul Knife of the Demon Army and slaughtered the world. After entering the Heavenly God Palace, I saw the original handicraft of King Pan. With great enlightenment, seal the Seven Kills Tiger Soul Knife here..."

"The previous master of the Seven Kills Tiger Soul Knife, Nie Kuang?!"

"It is rumored that this person is a peerless demon who once killed the entire martial arts world in fear. Several holy places were wiped out, and the inheritance was almost broken..."

"Unexpectedly...he finally disappeared and sealed himself here? He was supposed to be coveting the secrets of the Panwang Palace. With the strength of the magic dragon, he couldn't stop him at all, but when he saw the Panshen Tulu, he was enlightened? Instead? Seal the Seven Kills Tiger Soul Knife here to avoid causing disaster to the world?"

Fang Yuan almost deduced what happened.

Pan Nai is the real demon god! Its Tao, for any power that makes a final step, has an indescribable allure.

In fact, Fang Yuan and the Blood Demon Primordial Spirit, one has his own path, the other has long been experienced, is slowly condensing the path, not being moved by the outside world, so as not to be affected much, otherwise, it will be replaced by other people who don't know If the demon lord came in, it would probably end up being completely overwhelmed by the way of the pan god.

For the Demon Lord, this is entering heresy! If one's own foundation is polluted, there is no hope of further advancement!

"Poor Nie Kuang is considered a generation of outstanding people, but he still can't be found in the end!"

Fang Yuan sighed lightly.

"Wait a minute... Where's the Seven Kills Tiger Soul Knife?"

According to the blood demon Yuan Shendao, the entire hall is extremely empty, and there is no trace of Seven Kills Tiger Soul Knife or Nie Kuang's corpse at all.

"It's very simple. He is self-proclaimed here, and he certainly doesn't want to be discovered by outsiders! Even... there is a mystery in the Seven Kills copybook. I suspect that it is not because of his intention to keep it, but because of the influence of the Seven Kills Tiger Soul Sword. After all, this The Hand Demon Soldier has the ability to steal souls, and Nie Kuang slaughtered the world at that time had a lot to do with it... I don't want to be sealed and silence like this!"

Fang Yuan took a step forward: "Blood Demon... Don't you boast that after repairing the Blood Drinking Knife, its power is not inferior to the Seven Kills Tiger Soul Knife? Now is the time, I hope you don't let me down!"

"Wait a minute, my primordial spirit hasn't been repaired completely, and the pieces haven't been collected yet..."

The blood demon primordial spirit immediately protested.

It knows how much it weighs, so the blood-drinking knife at this time will not be afraid to fight against the fourth or fifth ranked magic soldiers, but the magic soldiers are number one, second only to the Seven Kills Tiger Soul of the Heavenly Emperor Sword? It felt that it was better to take it easy.

But Fang Yuan ignored it at all, stuck out his fingers, and clicked on the first word "killing" on the Qisha copybook.

Boom!

An astonishing saber qi and evil thought immediately spread to his sea of ​​consciousness along the fingertips.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"The sky is unfair! Kill! The earth is not fair! Kill! Mortals have no way, kill! There is nothing in the world that cannot be killed!"

"Warrior should kill, and kill without mercy. Immortality for thousands of years is all in killing!"

...

The terrifying killing intent hit Fang Yuan's mind like stormy waves.

"With such a violent killing intent, it's no wonder that the masters of the Seven Killing Tiger Soul Sword in the past are all murderers..."

Fang Yuan sneered secretly, but his spiritual thoughts were like a ten thousand-year-old rock, despite the bombardment of these murderous thoughts, they collapsed and scattered sporadic sword moves.

"Heavenly Demon Seven Killing Saber Technique?"

Fang Yuan savored it carefully, "Although the theory of Dao is inferior to Panshen's, but in terms of pure means of killing, it can be said to be shocking and weeping ghosts and gods!"

He didn't stop fingering, and gestured the seven "killing" characters in succession.

Sure enough, after receiving the impact of countless killing intents, he has completely mastered the complete Heavenly Demon Seven Killing Style.

Crash!

Not only that, when the last stroke was completed, the bronze wall was shaken and cracked inch by inch, revealing a space behind.

Buzz!

The saber light flickered, and with Fang Yuan's eyesight, he could immediately see a thirty-year-old martial artist sitting cross-legged in the space behind the wall, holding a long black saber!

Nie Kuang! Seven Kills Tiger Soul Knife!

"This is, Death and King Kong?!"

Fang Yuan looked at the lifelike Nie Kuang, and had to say that this former Seven Kills Tiger Soul Sword Master was still a handsome man.

Moreover, after many years of death, the body is still not rotten, and it is stronger than King Kong, which is very mysterious.

Ho ho!

At this moment, outside the Panwang Palace, the demon dragon screamed, the huge dragon head rolled to the ground, and the blood was surging like a waterfall!