Martial Arts From Bandits

  Chapter 712 Demon Ancestor Appears!

   "Boom!"

  The terrifying sword light exuded a slashing aura, Zhang Jing looked at it at a glance, and could only use one word to describe it.

   I am the only one!

  The aura erupted by the Human Emperor Bell was even more captivating, as if it really wanted to imprison the world.

  Even Zhang Jing was a little overwhelmed by the power and power that erupted from the two.

  Because, at this moment, Renhuang Zhong was out of his control, and what he erupted was entirely his own strength, which dealt a blow to Zhang Jing.

  He pushed the Human Emperor Bell with all his strength, and the strength he exploded was only a fraction of it.

  At this moment, Zhang Jing was also startled into a cold sweat, wondering if someone had been manipulating this human emperor clock all along, but he didn't know it at all.

   "Boom! Boom! Boom!"

  Human Emperor Zhong showed great power, and the mysterious sword light did not show any weakness. The confrontation between the two turned the world upside down under the magma.

"Roar!"

   A low growl sounded suddenly, Zhang Jing's eyes flashed, and he heard that the roar was made by Huo Qilin.

   It seems that the confrontation here has already alarmed the Fire Qilin below.

  However, Zhang Jing didn't care about it at all now, but hastily withdrew far away, for fear that the two would affect him.

  At the same time, vigilantly looking around.

  That terrifying blade glow was most likely driven by someone behind it.

  And the strength is extremely extraordinary, definitely reaching the second level of the realm.

  The hidden boss of the triple realm?

   Zhang Jing's thoughts turned wildly, wondering if there were any strong people who had not been exposed, who were usually hidden under this ten thousand feet of magma.

"Um?"

   Zhang Jing frowned, and turned his gaze to the Hongchen Demon Knife in his hand. At this moment, the Hongchen Demon Knife had a very strong reaction. If it wasn't for the strong suppression of Zhang Jing's divine sense, he would definitely get out of his hands.

   All kinds of movements made Zhang Jing feel like he had stepped into some kind of conspiracy.

   "Boom!"

   "Boom!"

  The human emperor bell in the distance and the existence behind the sword glow are still competing. Every sword glow can tear the void, and every bell can seal the void.

   The confrontation between the two was not small, but it was not as big as imagined.

  However, the terrifying aura emanating from both of them was extremely strong.

   "Is this the true power of the Human Emperor's Bell? No. Maybe it hasn't fully exploded yet." Zhang Jing marveled at the power of the Human Emperor's Bell.

  I have already recalled some feelings in my heart. It seems that this human emperor bell is not manipulated by someone, but more like the strength that exploded instinctively after being stimulated by something.

  Otherwise, the method cannot be just such a confrontation.

   Maybe there will be other supernatural powers.

  The confrontation between the two sides lasted about 30 breaths, and Renhuang Zhong gradually gained the upper hand, completely obliterating every blade light.

  Suddenly, the sound of a knife blare resounded, and there was an instant riot under the ten thousand feet of magma. The Red Dust Demon Saber in Zhang Jing's hand suddenly broke free from the suppression of Zhang Jing's divine sense at this moment and came out.

   Go straight to the bottom of the magma.

   The speed was extremely fast, like a meteor, Zhang Jing didn't even have time to stop it.

   Zhang Jing's eyes shifted, staring down.

But within half a breath, I saw a deep black streamer rising from under the deep magma, and Zhang Jing's Red Dust Demon Saber seemed to be drawn by something, and the whole body exuded a faint spirit Pure magic.

  Two shadows of light brushed past lightly, and there was a knife cry, which seemed to be joy.

  The Emperor's Bell stood faintly somewhere in the magma, as if it had lost control.

  However, Zhang Jing did not immediately control it, but set his eyes on the two streamers.

  Two ghost lights swirled up and intertwined with each other. With his Dharma eyes fully open, Zhang Jing saw a scene that shocked him a little. The thing wrapped in the black ghost light was actually a knife!

  A knife that is both familiar and unfamiliar!

  The Red Dust Demon Knife has two handles at the moment!

  The two are basically the same, except that the blade is a little different. That blade exudes an extremely terrifying pure magic energy, which is much deeper than Zhang Jing's original handle.

  The two magic knives echoed each other, as if there was a magnet for each other, with a strange attraction, a line of characters engraved on the two knives suddenly shone with light.

  The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the magic knife cuts through the world of mortals!

   "I'm afraid these two knives are actually one." Zhang Jing also reacted, and then there was a complex and joyful emotional flow.

   What is gratifying is that from the confrontation just now, it can be seen that this knife is definitely a treasure of a real fairy, and it is even very likely to be the knife of the demon ancestor.

   If he can control it, his absolute strength will increase dramatically!

  As for the complexity, if there is really someone manipulating behind this scene, Zhang Jing seems to have expected every step of the way, starting from getting the token of Montenegro, everything is under the control of others.

  The magic knife, the demon tiger, the mysterious relic of the Sacred Heart Buddha, and the fire unicorn under the magma

   This feeling of being watched made Zhang Jing very upset.

   At the same time, there is also a hint of imperceptible fear.

  If there is no accident, this person should be the Demon Ancestor. Of course, the Human Emperor may also be possible. The only thing that puzzles Zhang Jing is, what exactly do they need to do?

   Did it grow to a certain point and be taken away by one of them, or was it a **** used to deal with others?

   Or do you need to go somewhere to rescue them?

  All kinds of thoughts made Zhang Jing very uneasy.

   And just when Zhang Jing was full of thoughts, the two magic knives were pulled together and merged into one.

   It is still a somewhat simple and ordinary blade, the only difference is that the power it exudes is shocking.

  The treasure of true immortals, the soldier who kills!

   This is beyond doubt.

  A sword cry that resounded through the world erupted from above the Red Dust Demon Sword, and even the ground above ten thousand feet was greatly affected, thousands of miles of void surged, and thunder was everywhere.

   All the sword weapons in Jianjian Villa were lying on the ground, and even a few magic weapons made a mournful sound, as if they had encountered something extremely terrible.

  Zhuang Wanxian was shocked, looking at the magma rolling below, he didn't know what to say for a while.

   And in the depths of Zhang Jing's consciousness, a pair of blood-red eyes suddenly opened, as if attracted by the sound of the knife, Zhang Jing's heart twitched, the whole body was throbbing, and the primordial spirit was vigilant.

   "Mazu, or Emperor! You finally appeared."

   Zhang Jing's cultivation at this moment is not like the realm of the innate golden core, so Zhang Jing immediately noticed the appearance of this pair of eyes.

  Zhang Jing has always been very suspicious of his identity, whether it was the first dream in Hu Village, Dahuai City, Qingzhou, or when he encountered a monster and a tiger under the Black Mountain.

   It seemed that when he didn't realize it, someone eroded his mind and wished him a few disasters.

  Zhang Jing was already suspicious, how could he not be suspicious, and kept checking himself, no matter whether it was physical body, blood, soul, etc., Zhang Jing had been checked many times by Zhang Jing, but unfortunately he didn't notice anything.

  While this made him feel lost, there was also an inexplicable sense of relaxation in his heart.

  He couldn't affect his own consciousness, so he never felt that the most important and least likely to be eroded by himself was the place where that person existed.

   Zhang Jing closed her eyes, completely focusing on the pair of blood-colored eyes that appeared in her consciousness.

  Just by taking a look at it, Zhang Jing knew that he was invincible to such an existence. However, this did not mean that he would compromise.

  If it wants to enslave itself, take away itself, Zhang Jing will explode without hesitation.

   Big deal flip the table!

   "Magic ancestor?"

   Zhang Jing asked first.

  Those blood-red eyes flashed a flash of memory, and a somewhat cold voice sounded:

   "Was. That's what they called me."

   Zhang Jing nodded, his identity has been confirmed, and there doesn't seem to be any hostility from his appearance.

   "Why are you here, why are you on me? What do you want to do?"

   Zhang Jing asked immediately.

   "Why is it still on your body here."

   "You are asking the wrong question, because you are me, this consciousness has always existed, and I was not awakened until this life"

   Mentioning this matter, Mozu's voice was very flat.

   "I am you! You are me! You mean, I am actually your reincarnation?" Zhang Jing's eyes moved slightly.

"perhaps."

   "What is your purpose?" Zhang Jing looked into those eyes.

   Other than that, he couldn't see anything.

   "The purpose. I don't know it myself. Don't worry, my consciousness is about to dissipate. After thousands of years, I can't hold it anymore. In fact, if I didn't listen to Chunyu's knife cry this time, I would have been completely silent."

   Demon Ancestor said calmly.

   "Are you going to die?" Zhang Jing frowned.

   "No, I'm already dead, and I don't know why this consciousness still exists."

   "I have come all the way. Is there any plan for this? The relic in the hands of Sacred Heart, the Emperor's Bell in Li Xuantian's hands, and this magic knife!"

  Hearing that Mo Zu said that he had already died, Zhang Jing was puzzled why it was such a coincidence along the way.

   "Relic. Human Emperor Bell. Magic Sword"

"You should be talking about the relics gathered by the disciples of the old bald donkey, right? I exist in your consciousness."

   "The figure of the Sanshengshi in the ruins of the Supreme Demon Palace should be left by you, right?" Zhang Jing frowned, only feeling more confused.

   Are these things he got just luck?

   "When I was not dead, I prepared some things, and now they are all related to you, so you should be my reincarnation. In fact, I think so too."

   "The reincarnation of life and death, I can't find out, otherwise, I won't die"

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