Kryptonian fate deduction, invincibility starts from killing monsters

Hearing Yan Zehong's loud shout, Demon Emperor Mo Qiu glanced over with annoyance.

He was currently being suppressed by Shen Lin, and it would require a certain price to change the situation.

But in the battles of the Dharma Aspect Realm, even the slightest difference could affect the outcome.

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Shen Lin's strength had only just entered the Dharma Aspect Realm.

His subsequent cultivation was hindered by the lack of Wind Blood Flame, essential for the third stage of the Nine Revolutions Heavenly Demon Art, preventing him from further increasing his strength.

Although his realm was far behind Demon Emperor Mo Qiu,

the powerful physical strength granted by the Heavenly Demon Body allowed him to beat Mo Qiu violently in the short term.

Having already lost the initiative, Mo Qiu wasn't confident that he could keep Shen Lin here in the subsequent battle if he paid some price now.

It was best to maintain the current state and wait for an opportunity.

Wait for Shen Lin to make a mistake!

Receive the sword?

What sword could help him change the current situation?

But the Demon Emperor Mo Qiu, who was initially disdainful, widened his eyes when he saw the long sword that Yan Zehong threw over.

How could it be this sword?

The entire sword was jet-black, as if made of a single piece of obsidian, appearing extremely ordinary.

The style was rigid, appearing somewhat crude.

It didn't emit any strong aura fluctuations, as if it were just a standard-issue long sword used by ordinary soldiers.

Not to mention compared to those Heavenly-grade profound weapons, even the city defense guards of this Fire Ant City had more exquisite weapons than this sword.

But at this moment, Demon Emperor Mo Qiu, after clearly seeing this sword, roared fiercely.

The Dharma Aspect behind him flashed, instantly increasing his aura by a notch.

The released aura pushed Shen Lin back hundreds of steps.

Demon Emperor Mo Qiu, at the cost of damaging his Dharma Aspect, instantly unleashed his strongest power, breaking free from the state of being suppressed.

As a result, his strength would decrease by at least 20 to 30 percent in the subsequent battle.

But at this moment, Demon Emperor Mo Qiu revealed a look of surprise, raising his hand to catch the black long sword thrown by Yan Zehong.

Clang!

The long sword was drawn, the blade was covered with jagged notches, and the body of the sword was also covered with large and small cracks.

It was as if this sword had experienced tens of millions of battles, and might shatter at any moment.

But Demon Emperor Mo Qiu, holding this sword, suddenly had a change in his aura, as if he was holding a heavenly weapon that could split the heavens and the earth.

He gently stroked the sword, slowly raised his head, and looked at Shen Lin from above the blade.

"I don't know whether to say you're lucky or unlucky."

"This sword never slays the unknown, and the humans who died by this sword in the past were all the best of your kind."

"The former Great General of Great Wei, the Elder of the Tai Xuan Sect..."

"Now, you'll be added to the list."

As he spoke, Mo Qiu straightened the long sword in his hand, pointing it at Shen Lin.

Buzz!

In the next moment, the blade trembled slightly.

The seemingly ordinary long sword suddenly erupted with a sky-piercing killing intent.

The killing intent was like a tangible substance, wisps of bleak killing intent spreading around.

Some of the demon race in the ruins of the ground who were close to watching the show, at the moment when the long sword released its killing intent, suddenly became stiff, their aura dissipated, and they fell straight down.

Even those Mixed Origin Realm demons changed their expressions greatly at this moment, spitting out blood one after another.

"What a terrifying killing intent..."

"What is the origin of that sword?"

"Retreat, this killing intent is not the limit of that sword yet!"

The demons retreated one after another, away from the battlefield of Mo Qiu and Shen Lin.

But even the most senior demon among them could not recognize the origin of this sword.

Perhaps, among the people present, only Mo Qiu and Yan Zehong knew the origin of this sword.

Yan Zehong, who had already retreated far away after throwing the long sword, had a gloomy expression at this moment, and sighed regretfully.

World-Destroying Sword!

Even the imperial family of the Myriad Demon Kingdom, which has continued since ancient times, does not know its origin.

They only know that this long sword was left by the ancestors of the demon race.

According to records, there are ten swords in total.

They contain very powerful power, and no enemy has ever been able to block them with a single sword strike.

Whether it was the human leaders in ancient times, or the elders of the Tai Xuan Sect who drove them to the corners of the continent.

As long as this sword is sacrificed, the opponent will be killed no matter what.

Unfortunately, these World-Destroying Swords only have the power of one strike.

After one strike, they will fall apart.

This is like the demon race's last trump card, a strategic weapon.

Over the long years, the World-Destroying Sword has been used several times, and has solved the great crises of the demon race's destruction.

Now, there are only a few left.

Therefore, it will only be used when it is absolutely necessary.

Like that Yuwen Fengxian of the Great Wei, known as the number one in the world, who suppressed many Dharma Aspects of the Myriad Demon Kingdom to the point where they could hardly breathe.

But even Demon Emperor Mo Yuan, who hated him so much, never thought of sacrificing the World-Destroying Sword.

But this time, the struggle between the Myriad Demon Kingdom and the Great Wei is more intense than ever before.

Even, both sides are holding the idea of destroying the enemy in one fell swoop, betting on the fate of the country.

Under this circumstance, they can no longer hold back.

Therefore, before Yan Zehong received the order from Demon Emperor Mo Yuan to leave and carry out the plan to attack Great Wei, Demon Emperor Mo Yuan handed this sword to him.

Originally, it was reserved to directly destroy the entire imperial capital of Great Wei if something went wrong after they attacked Great Wei and arrived at the imperial capital of Great Wei.

But now, they have not yet left Fire Ant City, and the greatest reliance of this trip, Demon Emperor Mo Qiu of the late Dharma Aspect Realm, has fallen into a dangerous situation.

Yan Zehong naturally couldn't watch the other party die in Shen Lin's hands, so he decisively threw the World-Destroying Sword to Mo Qiu.

At this moment, Shen Lin, who was the target of the World-Destroying Sword's killing intent, was crackling all over his body.

The released killing intent was like steel needles, scrubbing the surface of Shen Lin's Heavenly Demon Body.

Shen Lin's face couldn't help but become more serious.

Just the released killing intent could easily penetrate the bodies of those Mixed Origin Realm warriors.

If it weren't for the Nine Revolutions Heavenly Demon Art focusing on the power of blood and energy, and the strength of the body far exceeding the average Dharma Aspect Realm, Shen Lin would not be able to appear so relaxed at this moment.

This was still the killing intent that it released.

Shen Lin took a deep look at the black long sword in Mo Qiu's hand, and suddenly his eyes moved.

The various weapon refining methods of the Burning Heaven Boiling Sea Art flashed through his mind one by one.

Among them, there were many weapons that, if they could be refined, would be far more powerful than the so-called Heavenly-grade profound weapons.

But the materials needed were not common, even in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

Therefore, Shen Lin had never thought about refining one before.

In the end, among the weapon refining methods he mastered, the production method of a weapon became clearer and clearer in his mind.

After comparing it with the black long sword in Mo Qiu's hand, Shen Lin's face suddenly became very strange.

Could it be that this sword is...

"What, do you feel the terror of this sword, and are you afraid?"

Mo Qiu's mouth curled up slightly, contemptuously pointing the sword down.

"As long as you now..."

Originally, he wanted to say let Shen Lin kneel down and beg for mercy.

But at the moment when the words were about to come out, he forcibly stopped.

He is not as reckless as before now.

The World-Destroying Sword is indeed powerful, but there is one less for every one used.

If at this moment, he could rely on the power of this sword to make Shen Lin submit to the Myriad Demon Kingdom, that would undoubtedly be the best choice.

Not only would it not waste this treasure of the Myriad Demon Kingdom, but it could also recruit a powerful existence for the Myriad Demon Kingdom.

Most importantly, this demon race, which is powerful and has unlimited potential in the future, will become his most loyal subordinate.

When he wants to sit on the throne of the Myriad Demon Kingdom in the future, it will be a very powerful help.

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, the contempt on his face disappeared, and looked at Shen Lin sincerely:

"Give up resistance, let me set a restriction in your soul, and from now on, only respect my Myriad Demon Kingdom, and I will spare your life."

"You have such a powerful demon body, why do you want to work for the human race?"

"If one day, the human race knows your secret, do you believe that they will turn their faces on the spot."

"They won't care what you have done for the human race, or how much merit you have made."

"Abandon the dark and turn to the light, like my Myriad Demon Kingdom, I guarantee to give you the power above ten thousand people under one person."

Shen Lin was silent and hadn't spoken yet, but Yan Zehong on the other side changed his face greatly, and glanced at Demon Emperor Mo Qiu with a complex look.

This guy... has a lot of ambition!

It seems that I have brought a lot of trouble to Demon Emperor Mo Yuan by handing this World-Destroying Sword to him.

If Shen Lin agrees to this condition...

Just as he was full of worries, Shen Lin's chuckle dispelled his doubts.

"Abandon the dark and turn to the light?"

Shen Lin glanced at Demon Emperor Mo Qiu with disdain, and said contemptuously: "You dirty demon races, dare to call yourselves the light?"

"Look at your dirty and ugly face, and your ugly green and filthy body, don't you think it's funny?"

Demon Emperor Mo Qiu's eyes widened when he heard this sentence, and the corners of his eyes kept twitching.

The veins on his forehead bulged, and the World-Destroying Sword in his hand suddenly raised.

It seemed that in the next moment, he would slash down with his sword and completely eliminate this guy in front of him.

But at the last moment, he still resisted the impulse.

Taking a deep breath, he tried again: "Boy, don't be shameless, for the sake of your little life, I'll give you one more chance."

"Submit to me! Or..."

"Die!!!!"

Shen Lin's response was simple.

"Heh... ptui!"

After spitting a mouthful of thick phlegm at Mo Qiu, he squeezed his fist and took a step forward.

Seeing this, the Demon Emperor Mo Qiu couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

That's right.

In the past, in situations where the World-Destroying Sword had to be used, which opponent ever chose to submit?

This is the most foolish thing about these humans.

Clearly, they have no chance of winning, and continuing will only lead to death, yet they still won't choose to kneel down and beg for mercy.

Since that's the case...

Mo Qiu abandoned the idea of recruiting Shen Lin and waved the World-Destroying Sword in his hand.

Buzz!

The pitch-black long sword trembled, and a terrifying power began to spread, as if it wanted to destroy everything in front of it.

But at this moment, Shen Lin chuckled and opened his mouth, gently reciting an obscure and incomprehensible phrase.

The next moment, the terrifying power emanating from the World-Destroying Sword came to an abrupt halt.

Then, in a flash, it instantly disappeared from Mo Qiu's hand.

When it reappeared, it was already around Shen Lin.

It diligently danced around Shen Lin.

It was as if it was just short of having a tail to wag.

Seeing this scene, Mo Qiu was directly stunned.

What's going on?

Clearly, I was the one who...