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第三千六百二十九章 势均力敌

Subsequently, Lin Xuan clutched his hands together, and the sharp crackling sounds echoed into his ears. His body grew larger in the dazzling spiritual light.

The wind rushed fiercely around him, transforming instantly into a towering figure over a hundred feet tall.

Lin Xuan then extended his palm, as large as a fan, and grabbed the enlarged Nine Palaces Momentary Sword. He lowered his head to look at the nearby dragon-like creature, held the sword in both hands, and slowly sliced forward.

Sizzle…

The sword's sharp energy sliced through the air like tearing silk, leaving a long gap where it passed, making the void resemble mud and paper.

However, this was not some spatial secret technique. The space here could no longer bear the overwhelming swordlight.

Seeing this, the Demon Dragon King's expression turned grim.

Indeed, its body was incredibly strong, but it had no confidence that it could withstand such an attack. At this moment, dodging was already too late.

A determined look flashed across the Demon Dragon King’s face as he swung his claws, creating a loud breaking sound in the air. Clusters of claw rays appeared in the void like a storm, aiming to crush the swordlight.

But that wasn't enough.

He then raised his head and opened his blood-filled mouth.

Dragon Breath!

A black demonic aura was expelled from its mouth, gathering in the middle to form a huge black light ball.

Like a meteorite falling to earth, it crashed down on the swordlight.

Boom!

A loud explosion echoed as the void collapsed. A mysterious light halo with continuously emerging five-colored runes appeared, not dazzling but emitting an overwhelming spiritual pressure.

In front of this light halo, the demonic aura transformed into a vortex, surrounded by countless writhing tentacles trying to block it.

Unfortunately, these efforts were in vain.

Or rather, such attempts were like a cicada trying to stop a cart!

That black vortex seemed formidable but disintegrated instantly.

With no hindrance, the five-colored light halo continued to crash down on the Demon Dragon King.

Lin Xuan then spat out Illusory Heavenly Fire. The five-colored glass-like substance emitted an intoxicating aura as a phoenix cry sounded, and a huge firebird rushed towards its target.

Lin Xuan's intent was clear—hoping to end this battle in one fell swoop.

But the Demon Dragon King would not sit idly by.

Although its earlier defense seemed like trying to stop a fly with an elephant, it had still bought some time.

Perhaps not much, but in high-level combat, every millisecond counts. This gap gave the Demon Dragon King enough room to maneuver.

The Demon Dragon King retreated while astonishing amounts of demonic aura rose from his body. A strange妖气 mixed within this aura.

Though hidden, Lin Xuan's divine sense quickly detected this opponent’s uniqueness.

Could it really be connected to the Ten Thousand Dragons King?

Lin Xuan had already harbored doubts, and these suspicions deepened at this moment.

However, there was no time for such investigations. With a low shout, he poured more magical power into his immortal sword, hoping to kill the Demon Dragon King here.

But that wasn't easy. A black light flame shot up from the demonic aura, terrifying in its strength.

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes and used the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Eye to look at it clearly.

That was a monster with a dragon's head and a human body.

At first glance, it seemed no different from ordinary demon cultivators. But the deep and powerful demonic aura emanating from him was beyond measure.

Over a hundred feet tall, he held a black battle axe in one hand.

The axe was razor-sharp, with electric arcs flickering across its surface. Numerous strange demonic runes emerged from the blade, indicating it wasn't just an ordinary treasure.

Primordial Spirit Treasure!

Lin Xuan's pupils constricted.

His knowledge was extensive; he possessed several treasures of similar grade. Although this judgment lacked absolute certainty, it should be correct.

With a shake of his wrist, the Demon Dragon King raised the axe into the air. He recited obscure incantations and pointed forward.

"Fall!"

Before the words were fully spoken, a bright axe beam emerged from the blade's surface, quickly turning black.

The axe beam rushed towards the swordlight with great force.

Though the process seemed complex, it didn't take long. The Fairy of the Clouds had already recovered from her shock and shook her shoulder to release the Heavenly Demon Sword’s fierce light, slashing at Lin Xuan.

"Master!"

Moon saw this and became anxious. She couldn’t ignore her master's dire situation. She desperately wanted to help but was tightly bound by several demon serpents.

While those snakes weren't particularly powerful individually, their cooperation was seamless. Moon struggled left and right but couldn’t break free. In the end, it was still up to Lin Xuan himself.

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On the other side,

Butterfly’s face showed intense concentration as a late-stage Illusion Moth. She didn’t take lightly that minor demonic influence from beyond the domain.

However, after starting the battle, she realized her underestimation of the world's heroes. The origin of this opponent was unknown, but it far exceeded ordinary demonic influences. After half an hour of combat, they were still evenly matched.

Butterfly was shocked and angry, unaware that the demonic influence was even more alarmed at this moment.

Don’t assume a formless demonic influence is always low-grade.

This opponent’s grade was off the charts; among celestial demons from beyond the heavens, it counted as one of the strongest. Even a late-stage cultivator or true immortal, he had some chance to possess their soul. His mental strength was outstanding among peers.

Initially thinking this late-stage妖族 would be easy prey, she ended up in an unexpected struggle.

The frustration was obvious, but now that she was on the horns of a dilemma, what use did it serve?

Though they didn’t display any powerful treasures or dazzling spiritual lights, the danger here far exceeded such scenarios.

It was like two martial artists competing for inner strength; a wrong move could lead to a life-threatening situation.

As time passed, both continued to strengthen their mental power, and explosive sounds echoed in their ears. The surrounding void resembled a small lake with continuous ripples spreading out.

After another tea’s worth of time, Butterfly's expression finally showed impatience: "A true demon from beyond the heavens! Let you see the power of my ultimate technique!"

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