The Mythical Demon Lord

Chapter 52 Breaking through the realm is like drinking water

In the abandoned land, many geniuses from outside the domain descended on this day. They all came here with the help of the teleportation array from the ancient battlefield.

A woman with short silver hair was standing in the void, holding a scarlet knife and looking at everything here with indifferent eyes.

In the distance, the land was charred black, and a terrifying sword light rose into the outside world, turning countless stars into dust.

"Is this the remains from the ancient war?" Jing Shiyou looked at the terrifying sword light and fell into silence and memories.

She also came from a battlefield during a time of great turmoil, a battlefield filled with swords.

She also inherited the sword immortal's legacy from there.

"Huh?" Suddenly, she saw a familiar figure.

It was a red figure with gray hair scattered behind, facing the terrifying sword light and gaining enlightenment.

"Zhong Heng?!" Jing Shiyou was shocked to see Zhong Heng here.

She hadn't seen this person for many years, but she didn't expect to see him here now.

As for why he recognized Zhong Heng, it was because a few months ago, Zhong Heng stole the supreme treasure and became famous in the starry sky.

"He is not dead." Jing Shiyou was surprised. Logically speaking, he should have died after being chased by countless powerful people.

Why is there nothing happening and yet you are still trying to gain enlightenment?

"Shh!"

Suddenly, Jing Shiyou felt a terrifying divine thought sweeping over her, making her whole body tense up.

She stood in the void, feeling the sword intent here, but she understood that the divine thought just now must have been sent by Zhong Heng.

"Why do I still feel I can't beat him even though I'm already at the peak of Sainthood?" Jing Shiyou frowned.

If he couldn't beat Zhong Heng when he was at the level of Zhan Dao, it would be understandable, but if he couldn't beat him when he reached the level of Saint, that was unacceptable.

She can also enter the Divine Forbidden Zone, and also has the three True Immortal Sword Techniques. If she were to face Lu Kong again, she is confident that she could more than just cut off one of his arms.

But now, facing Zhong Heng's divine thought, she actually felt the breath of despair.

"Nine Tribulations Demonic Art, each tribulation is a realm, each realm is a difficulty, each difficulty is a technique."

A mighty sound of chanting emanated from Zhong Heng's body, endless gods and demons roared around him, the essence of heaven and earth was raging, and infinite sword intent was released.

Now, Zhong Heng has only cultivated to the sixth tribulation, and there are still three tribulations to go.

According to his idea, one can become an immortal after completing the nine tribulations.

And this last calamity is probably the calamity of becoming an emperor, or the calamity of longevity.

Zhong Heng didn't think any more about it, and decided to practice the Nine Tribulations Magic Art to the seventh tribulation as quickly as possible.

And this seventh calamity is the enemy of the whole world, and you need to fight your way out of the endless pursuit.

Now, he can be said to be standing on the opposite side of all living beings, and he will face the greed of human nature.

A person who owns an ancient medicinal field and a person who owns a powerful weapon will definitely attract countless covetous people.

"This sword intent contains endless despair, perseverance, and hope."

Zhong Heng attained enlightenment.

He used the true meaning contained in the sword to perfect his Nine Tribulations Magic Art, the first of which was the tribulation of genocide.

His clan was exterminated in the abandoned land that year, and the despair and unwillingness in his heart at that time came to his mind again.

Back then, he was still a young man who always felt that he was the son of destiny and had extraordinary luck.

Unfortunately, this world doesn't play by the rules.

The sword intent here is also filled with disasters that are more terrifying than genocide. This is the disaster of the end of the world.

Zhong Heng felt the despair. He could not imagine how desperate those people must have been when faced with the darkness and turmoil.

Even the True Immortals were in despair.

The written records are too pale.

Feeling that terrible despair now made him feel as if he were trapped in the battlefield of that year.

His consciousness seemed to have entered that dark and turbulent era, possessed a cultivator who was only at the celestial god level, hiding behind a sword immortal, watching the sword immortal die with tears in his eyes.

"kill!"

The deafening roars and shouts of killing continued to shake Zhong Heng's mind, making him forget everything and throw himself onto a soldier on the battlefield.

After this body died, he became another monk.

This is a dark battlefield with endless black fog ahead. A black lotus blooms in the void, tearing the universe apart, and endless dark creatures pour out.

At this time, Emperor Huang Tian had already gone to the fairyland, but had not yet settled accounts with the foreign land.

The supreme strong man of the boundary sea also returned, and countless dark creatures came from the boundary sea to slaughter the nine heavens and ten earths.

Zhong Heng was like a lonely soul on the battlefield, possessing every cultivator to fight and feeling the breath of despair.

Death again and again, possession again and again.

Outside, Jing Shiyou was stunned for a moment when she saw black smoke suddenly coming out of Zhong Heng's body.

The black smoke contained an aura of utmost despair, and it seemed to be able to pull people into a fantasy world even from a long distance away.

The black smoke became thicker and thicker, and in the end it was as terrifying as the sword light, and the dark divine light penetrated the universe.

Soon, the black smoke began to weaken, and was replaced by a terrible dark red gas. It was a terrible evil spirit, containing the inner demons of all spirits.

Zhong Heng continued to perfect his secret techniques and the Nine Tribulations Magic Skills.

The first calamity was the calamity of genocide, but now he has perfected it into the calamity of doomsday.

The secret technique that extends from it is even more terrifying—the technique of disaster in the heart.

The disaster in one's heart, using the true meaning of despair to unconsciously merge into the opponent's body and soul, making the opponent experience countless disasters.

And this disaster comes from the human heart, making the opponent experience the most terrifying disaster again.

Those who have not experienced disasters will be covered by the catastrophe that Zhong Heng has experienced.

At the same time, his method of cultivating inner demons was also perfected.

For cultivators at a lower level, this is an unsolvable secret technique.

It is equivalent to planting a demon in one’s heart.

Once a cultivator below the Saint realm is hit by Zhong Heng's secret technique, the road ahead will be extremely difficult, because every time they break through a level, every time they break through a realm, a demon in their heart will be born.

“It’s a pity that it’s not perfect yet, otherwise there would be no solution in the same realm.” Zhong Heng sighed.

It seems that I have to go to the Evil Abyss and the Blood Pond to perfect my Nine Tribulations Magic Skills.

The sword pool contains all the true meaning of the world, as if the will of billions of creatures are integrated into this sword.

If sword cultivators were allowed to come here to practice, it would probably become a holy place.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, thunder rumbled from heaven and earth, and a vast and boundless sea of ​​thunder appeared.

Zhong Heng's aura surged and he directly broke through to the ninth level of Sainthood, breaking through two levels in a row.

He went to the starry sky to survive the tribulation, plundered the fragments of the great laws in the tribulation, and then engraved them on his own immortal platform.

This is just the heavenly tribulation of breaking through two layers of the sky, but it is more terrifying than the Saint King tribulation of countless lives.

Jing Shiyou woke up from his retreat, looked up at the sky, and after discovering Zhong Heng's heavenly tribulation, there was shock on his calm face.

"His cultivation level has caught up with us in a flash," she murmured bitterly.

That year, this group of people went to the starry sky, and now they have all reached the peak of saints, and will soon reach the realm of saint kings.

And some people have already broken through to the Saint King realm.

But even so, he was still caught up by Zhong Heng.

If she remembered correctly, Zhong Heng was still a saint of the seventh level three months ago.

This cultivation speed is too fast.

At less than a hundred years old, he is almost a Saint King level warrior.

Moreover, he had a gap of almost twenty years in cultivation, but even so, he was still able to catch up.

Ever since Zhong Heng cultivated the body of all demons, breaking through the realm has been as easy as drinking water.

Rumble!
The horrifying heavenly calamity continued to bombard the bloody figure.

Zhong Heng stood under the sea of ​​thunder with a calm expression, all the pores on his body opened, swallowing up the heavenly calamity.

Although the heavenly calamity was extremely powerful and all kinds of thunder descended, it could not hurt him at all.

He opened his mouth and swallowed large pieces of thunder.

This tribulation also attracted the attention of countless powerful people.

Among the many major forces in the abandoned land, they looked at the figure in the air.

Everyone was shocked.

"The person who beat up the ancestor is still alive!!" Many saints showed horrified expressions on their faces.

"Quick, quick, wake up the ancestor!" someone shouted excitedly.

Many of their ancestors were unable to break through to the Great Sage realm throughout their lives because of this person.

When the war ended, some people didn't want to die, so they broke into some Jedi places, got some divine fluid, and sealed themselves up.

"Ancestor, Zhong Heng appeared!" The saints of many holy places woke up the ancestors who were sleeping in the divine source.

"Boom!"

When the divine source was broken, five white-haired old men woke up immediately, with excitement and excitement in their eyes.

"I knew you would not die!" An old man looked at Zhong Heng who was undergoing the tribulation in the sky with a gloomy face.

"We were able to find the Divine Source Fluid back then. Moreover, with your cultivation level at that time, you were the only one in our entire abandoned land who walked out of the Immortal Tomb."

It can be said that Zhong Heng and Zhang Bairen had the highest cultivation and the strongest combat power in the abandoned land.

These ancestors are just the younger brothers of the two.

"Every time I want to break through to a higher level, the humiliation of the past will come to my mind!"

"If we kill him, our Dao Heart will be perfect and we will be awarded the title of Great Sage!"

(End of this chapter)