The demons and the fallen angels all had wings, and their wings flashed and they all soared into the air; the vampire warrior instantly turned into huge black crows, accompanied by the gushing black fog, flying to the top of the peak; the skeleton warrior quickly jumped onto the skeleton warriors, and the skeleton horses ran out with shouts, and rushed to the top of the mountain along the path that was hovering upwards.

The territory was filled with people, and the left-behind soldiers whispered and guessed the possibility of celestial phenomena. Could it be that the legendary demon artifact was really unearthed?

Good and Cas woke up, got up, ran out of the door, trying to ask what happened, but no one paid attention to them. In the eyes of the fallen people, the beast slaves were humble existences and were not worthy of talking to the noble angels. The two looked at each other and stood loyally at the door of the master's VIP room, strictly preventing anyone from disturbing the master's rest.

The dark mist over the sky covered the peak of death, blocking the blood light that blocked the bright blood-colored light from further spread. Zhao Hu's eyes lit up. An exquisite ancient sword with blood shining light jumped out of thin air from the deep crevices of the rock, floating in front of him like a spirituality, and circles of blood-like sword light spread out from the sword body.

A powerful aura filled every inch of space on the peak.

It was a precious and simple long sword, three feet long and about one palm wide. The swallowing carving at the hilt of the sword was engraved with the vivid skull of the dark demon god. Especially the two blood-dropping teeth were impressive. The hilt of the sword was like the length of the hilt of the Japanese samurai knife, which was enough to hold hands together and chop out more powerful power.

A faint white frost, hidden among the blood light shot out from the sword's edge, was like the bits of ice and snow in the maple forest, giving people a kind of life that is no longer a cold sword blade, but a fresh sword weapon!

The whole long sword was filled with blood, and the white frost was spreading, and the light spreaded, showing the charm of the artifact!

"Master..." Changjian whispered: "Your strength... is so low that I imagine..."

“…”

Zhao Hu was dumbfounded and could not speak. He felt from the violent and powerful dark aura emitted by the long sword that it was a state beyond his imagination. He could not have imagined that a sword spirit could cultivate to such an unfathomable state, which was far from him.

"Luckily, I feel that your breath is very powerful..." Zhao Hu reluctantly made an excuse.

Before he finished speaking, Changjian sighed: "Your idea is wrong. My power can only be stimulated step by step as your power rises step by step. Before you become truly powerful, my true face will not be exposed, otherwise it will bring endless disasters to you and me.

Whether it is the powerful angels in heaven or the dark demons in the demon realm, they are all eyeing me and want to occupy my power. Haven’t you seen me use my huge spiritual power to gather the huge black fog to block the light I emit? What I am afraid of is to arouse the covetousness of some terrible existences!”

"What should I do? Your appearance has alarmed the surrounding territorial forces!" Zhao Hu's eyes turned to the peak, and four directions could be seen vaguely. Four teams rushed to the peak with all their might and had already reached the bottom of the mountain. The fastest ones were the three flying races of the fallen angels, vampires, and demons, and the skeleton races landed at a distance later.

"I need to be integrated with the master. In the future, I will also have to change the shape and color. Before your strength reaches the rampant level, I dare not reveal my true face. Once it is revealed, it will bring you a disaster." The long sword said heavily. The master's demon-level strength is so low that it feels that an unprecedented huge crisis is imminent. You must be low-key, be careful, and be careful.

"Come on, I agree to merge with you!" Zhao Hu blurted out when he saw the urgent matter. At this moment, the slightest hesitation would be the four lords who rushed over. They were considered to be embezzling artifacts and inspire a fierce killing. He was not afraid of killing, but his strength was not enough to support him to defeat the masters of the four territories at the same time.

"Thank you, Master!" The sword said softly, and suddenly the entire sword with blood shining brightly turned into wisps of blood-colored smoke, and penetrated into his eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and mercury. This sudden strange scene made him stunned, and he hurriedly opened his heart and used his spiritual sense to observe where it was hiding.

As expected, the blood-colored sword energy of the long sword poured into his dantian and condensed. Before he could cry out in his heart, the long sword exclaimed with spiritual sense: "Master, your Dou Qi source is so powerful. I underestimate your power. With this round of Dou Wei's pure Dou Qi source, my integration with you will be flawless, which will maximize the power of each realm of my life and stimulate the master's greatest combat potential. Please allow me to combine the two with your Dou Qi source into one?"

The so-called Dou Qi source is actually the name of the Star Continent for the Dantian of Dou Qi practitioners. As we all know, the Dantian is a familiar name for the Qi refiners in the East. The Star Continent in the West calls the Dantian of Dou Qi practitioners the Dou Qi source, which means the source of Dou Qi. Different names actually refer to a place.

What the sword was in awe was the slowly rotating in Zhao Hu's body, and the holy fire refining qi wheel surrounded by the flames, like a small bright sun, emitting powerful aura, which contained both dark demonic energy and the angel's light aura, which made the sword feel quite comfortable and couldn't wait to make a request for further integration.

Zhao Hu said majesticly: "Solve it, my sword servant, I will agree to you without hesitation if you have any requests!"

"Thank you for your generosity!" The sword thanked with a low voice. Thousands of blood-colored sword energy rushed towards the slowly rotating holy fire blood-refining qi wheel. With a loud bang, Zhao Hu's body flames burst for dozens of meters. The speed of the holy fire blood-refining in the dantian suddenly accelerated. The long whale sucked water and refined the blood-refining sword energy. The sword did not resist and seamlessly merged into the sun-like air wheel.

Although the above statement is long, it is actually only a few minutes.

"Who is bold enough to covet the demonic artifacts of our clan?" Several shouts were heard, and the sudden rise of the fire flames made the demons, the fallen angels, vampires and skeletons thousands of meters below the peak see clearly. They rushed all the way, but unexpectedly, someone took the lead, and they all shouted loudly.

Amid the deafening shouting, the last wisp of the blood-colored sword energy of the long sword had dissolved into the qi wheel of the holy fire's blood-refining. A thunderstorm sounded, and the sound of the black air column that often drooped from the sky was blown into billions of fog by the fierce thunderstorm, spraying like a violent rain.

The strong wind that stopped for a while, with a sharp roar, blew up quickly, and the magic soldiers in the four major territories were at a loss.

“Boom…”

The long sword controls the cracked deep slits with huge mental power, and is worthy of being the best-quality famous sword at the artifact level. The powerful sword spirit can actually be effective from this, which is beyond Zhao Hu's expectations. The majestic wave of mental power spread out of his body. In just a few seconds, the cracked slits in front of the temple healed as before, and was integrated with the nearby mountains.

Although the few seconds were short, the leakage of the huge divine-level mental power wave of the long sword immediately caused the black clouds to roll in the night sky, as if some powerful existence was beyond imagination. In the distance, there were even powerful demonic consciousnesses flying over like millions of searchlights.

"Go away!" Changjian's voice roared in his mind.

Without it urging, Zhao Hu had already noticed something was wrong, especially the soldiers of the four major territories, who were approaching the peak less than 500 meters. As the word "travel" of the long sword exited, a surging force of the demon general level burst out from the tide of the dantian. He roared, his legs bent slightly, and his feet suddenly burst out with force, and he jumped into the dark night sky with a loud sound.

"Crack" a fork-shaped lightning flashed tens of thousands of meters and revealed Zhao Hu's figure.

Zhao Hu did not dare to show off his signature demon wings. He was the only one in the abyss who was the face of a fallen angel, but he had the dark demon wings, but burned a strong flame demon fighting spirit, turning into a burning fire man, making it difficult to recognize his true face.

What surprised him even more was that he had just jumped into the night sky. Before the lightning flashed, his face turned cold and a cold demon mask condensed from under his skin, and was worn flawlessly on his face. Even if he was close at hand, it was difficult to see his true face. He knew that this was a measure taken by Changjian to protect him. He really didn't know the specific principle, so he could only look back and ask again.

With a cry, he fell down the peak of death that was 10,000 meters high like a fire meteor falling from the sky.

The wind sounded and the figures flashed. Thousands of demon warriors, fallen angels, vampire warriors and skeleton warriors galloped on horseback like sharp arrows shot, rushed to the peak of death, staring at the figures falling rapidly in flames, and hurriedly landed on the peak. A pair of strange eyes swept across the flat ground, and found nothing. They all felt that the escaped man had obtained the unearthed demon artifact first.

"Catch up with him..." The four lords arrived first and roared fiercely.

Pink, a pair of demon wings, angel light wings, and crow wings bounced out quickly, and the figure was shaking and was about to chase them. At this moment, the flame had just fallen halfway up the mountain, as if the mysterious man could not fly. The flying posture was like a suicide jumping off a building, and the whole person was like a heavy rock wrapped in the flames and flew down.

Regardless of whether he committed suicide or not, the demon soldiers in the four major territories had to chase after him to see what happened. They have been stationed around the death peak for many years, and have been ordered by the Demon Emperor to protect the demon artifact nearby. Once they are stolen, how can they explain to His Majesty the Demon Emperor?
Chapter completed!