The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

The flying swords in the sky flickered like stars, all shooting towards the incarnation monster.

The incarnation monster did not dare to be arrogant, and had to stop.

The black air on its body kept rolling, like a rolling wave, and instantly turned into a round shield, wrapping its body inside.

After the shield appeared, the surface flickered with a dark light.

Even though its cultivation was higher than Matthew's, it did not dare to take so many flying sword attacks head-on.

"Spin!"

Seeing this, Matthew turned his hands and uttered a light sigh again.

The flying swords that had already flown to the side of the light shield quickly changed their trajectory and began to rotate around the light shield.

At first, the speed of the flying swords' rotation was not fast, but in just two or three breaths, the flashing of the sword light seemed to be accelerating, gradually forming a flying sword tornado, swallowing the surrounding air.

The rotating flying swords were fast and orderly, but they maintained a wonderful balance with each other. No sword collided with each other due to speed, as if there was some kind of invisible tacit understanding between them.

The transformed demon was in the light shield, feeling the pressure of the surrounding sword energy, but his face remained calm.

However, the contempt in its eyes had disappeared.

Finally, it was known that most of the descriptions of Matthew in the intelligence were accurate.

Although the light of the shield flickered, it gradually dimmed under the powerful attack of the flying sword.

The flying swords rotated faster and faster, and the sword light intertwined into a net in the air, forming an insurmountable barrier.

Suddenly, the light shield exploded.

And it turned into countless pieces and flew around.

At the same time, it was accompanied by a violent shock wave.

The flying sword tornado that originally surrounded the light shield was also directly destroyed under the impact of the fragments and shock waves.

Except for the main body of the Heavenly Punishment Sword that flew back to Matthew, the rest of the flying swords turned into nothingness in an instant, like the morning mist dissipating, leaving no trace.

The surrounding space instantly became silent, as if even time had stopped because of this sudden change.

Matthew was secretly alert in his heart. He knew that this was not the end, but another more intense contest was about to begin.

At this moment, the eyes of the incarnation monster suddenly condensed. The flying sword tornado it had just destroyed was still echoing in the air. However, before it could use other means, a huge purple Dharma image appeared beside Matthew.

The Dharma image was like a god descending, exuding a suffocating majesty, and the surrounding space seemed to be distorted by its existence.

The Dharma image held a purple longbow in its hand, and the bow body flashed with mysterious brilliance, as if it contained infinite power.

At this moment, the flying sword of heavenly punishment turned into a purple arrow more than ten feet long, like a purple lightning, which was firmly held by the Dharma image and quickly placed on the longbow.

When the purple arrow was aimed at the incarnation monster, a strange feeling arose in the heart of the incarnation monster, as if it was locked, and a trace of uneasiness surged in its heart involuntarily.

Despite the surge of uneasiness, it still remained calm.

"Interesting."

The Deity muttered, and then a sneer appeared on the corner of its mouth.

It was confident in its own strength, and knew how powerful it was in this black ball.

It quickly slapped its chest, and suddenly, a black bone spear appeared in its hand.

This bone spear flashed with a cold light, as if it was drawn from the abyss, carrying the breath of death.

The moment it held the bone spear, a set of ancient armor appeared on the body of the Deity, which was covered with mysterious runes and flashed with a dark and cold light.

Even a helmet full of spikes appeared on its head, which looked even more gloomy and terrifying.

The helmet full of spikes covered its face tightly, and only the eyes like the abyss revealed a fanaticism.

At this moment, the breath of the Deity seemed to have undergone a qualitative change, becoming heavier and more condensed.

Its eyes flashed with cold light, as if warning Matthew that a life-and-death contest was about to begin.

As its breath continued to rise, the air around it began to become oppressive, as if it was bound by an invisible force.

A heavy and murderous aura burst out from its body, and a suffocating sense of oppression instantly enveloped the entire space.

Seeing this, Matthew's heart tightened and his face became solemn.

He knew that the test was over, and the next step was the real battle.

His eyes were fixed on the incarnation monster, and he silently calculated every possible battle situation in his heart.

The longbow and purple arrow in the Dharma's hand had condensed enough mana. As the Dharma's fingers loosened, the purple arrow immediately shot out, cutting through the air, making a deafening sound of breaking through the air.

The purple arrow cut through the darkness like a meteor, carrying the power to tear the world apart, and went straight to the incarnation monster.

The arrow left a dazzling purple light in the air, as if illuminating the entire black ball.

The speed was so fast that time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the surrounding space was distorted by its impact, forming visible ripples, as if even the light was avoiding it.

The face of the transformed demon changed slightly, thinking that something was wrong, and he quickly raised the bone spear in his hand, ready to face this fatal attack.

The transformed demon felt an unprecedented threat at this moment, and the strong sense of locking was like an invisible shackle, binding it tightly.

Although he was very confident in his own strength, the power of the means used by Matthew really surprised him.

I had put away my contempt before, but now I had to take it seriously.

As the arrow approached, a black light surged on the bone spear of the god-transforming monster. Its arm suddenly raised, and the black bone spear was instantly raised high, as if it was going to fight the purple arrow.

When the purple arrow collided with the black bone spear, the whole space seemed to shake.

The terrifying shock wave swept in like a frenzy, and the surrounding air was instantly torn apart, making a deafening roar.

The body of the god-transforming monster was pushed back by the huge force, and the armor made a harsh metal collision sound, as if resisting this powerful impact.

A trace of fear flashed in its eyes. It didn't expect Matthew's attack to be so fierce, beyond its expectations.

Under the mask of the god-transforming monster, the grinning face was gradually replaced by anger.

Its bone spear made a harsh cry in the shock wave, as if resisting this invisible force.

As the shock wave spread, deep cracks were torn into the surrounding space, as if to swallow everything.

Some of the conditions outside could be seen clearly through the cracks at this moment.

However, Matthew was not in the mood to look outside now.

The transformed demon was not injured by the terrifying shock wave just now.

The battle continued.