Fairy, return my flying sword to me

Chapter 45: Working Together to Eliminate Demons
But almost is almost.

Even though the sword mark that penetrated deep into the core almost split the demon body into two, it was ultimately unable to disperse the demon.

The black aura came from afar, from Jia Youcai.

The countless sword marks on the statue, which was connected to several billowing black smoke, were slowly healed in the black smoke, and the body that was almost split into two was glued together again.

The gravel that fell on the ground floated up into the sky again, returning to its original position one by one as if time was going back.

Amidst the swirling black mist, a sinister smile played across the plump and eerie stone face. "Such a pure sword..."

"If you have already achieved the Golden Core, I will die under this sword."

"What a pity...what a pity!"

The stone sculpture stretched out its left hand holding an ingot. The ingot, which originally shone with golden light, has now turned into the head of a ferocious beast howling wantonly.

As the ferocious beast opened its mouth and roared, Jia Youcai, who was standing in place, slowly floated into the air.

The whole person's arms are spread out, like a cross, drawing out more spirituality that belongs only to humans from the body.

Not only him, the several pillars of black smoke also grew stronger at the same time. The aura of the statue of the God of Wealth, which was nourished by the black smoke, became even more powerful, and the already tall demon body became further swollen and solid.

Purple lightning began to flash in the black cloud that covered the entire Jia Mansion overhead, and gradually grew larger and larger and flowed towards the entire royal capital!

The evil, hollow voice of the demon god resounded through the sky. "I originally wanted to lie low for a while longer, but now that I've been discovered by you cultivators, I will now launch my first counterattack to revive the Flame Hell Demon Lord! Immortality in the flames, the Fire God will live forever!"

Fire started on the copper coin sword, and he slashed it into the woods.

Even if you avoid it in time, it will still leave a dead line of flowing flames on the ground.

"With your current strength, it's impossible to defeat him unless you find a way to cut off his supply!" Haruyuki saw the trick from the side.

Lin Jian, who had been hiding in a rather awkward manner, turned around and shouted to the distance, "Master, where have you been? A little demon has dragged you on until now? I can't hold on any longer here!"

The imperial teacher leaped over carrying the little girl who was charred by the electric shock. He took a quick look at the situation at the scene and stood in front of Jia Youcai.

With his obstruction, Jia Youcai's floating body slowly fell down, and his white eyes seemed to regain some confusion.

The most important thing is... the black smoke connecting him and the statue of the God of Wealth was broken.

Instead, there was an expression of unspeakable pain on the Imperial Master's face.

"Hurry! I can't hold on much longer!"

The only way to stop a possessed soul is to replace it with another pure soul.

However, this purity cannot last long under endless erosion and corruption.

Lin Jian grabbed his hair, wishing he could take his place.

"There are still eight smoke trails!"

Besides the eight streams of smoke, there is also the body of the Heavenly Demon itself. You, a Jindan cultivator, can just block one stream, and leave the rest to me.

It’s true that the greater the ability, the less responsibility!

"I come……"

The little man, dazed by the electric shock, struggled to get up from the ground and stumbled towards one of the black smoke columns.

The child-like body turned into wood as it walked until it reached the black smoke. The human form that he had practiced so hard to transform into had completely disappeared, and even his original demon body - a red flower as beautiful as the sun - was completely abandoned.

A pure soul walked out of it, and the surging black air instantly caused the soulless flower to wither and die.

Only the completely reborn, glowing spirit slowly floated up into the air, sitting upright in the black smoke with its eyes closed. "I will make up for the mistakes I made myself."

"And I!"

"And I!"

A noisy sound came from afar.

Qiye's little demon still had a bruised face, but on the way to the black smoke, he returned to his original state, forcing all the evil energy he had received into his own demon body.

He then cut off his Dharma body and returned to heaven and earth, leaving only the purest spiritual body floating into the column of smoke.

At this moment, they are no longer those transformed little demons who have not yet completed their transformation and retain many demonic characteristics.

The spirits in the light are all boys and girls with cute faces.

The little child seemed unaware of the fate he faced, simply floating in the air, giggling. "We are seven leaves and one flower, born as one. We are one for evil and one for good."

"Xiaohua! Don't ever think about leaving us in this life!"

Xiaohua opened his eyes and looked at his seven companion brothers with a gentle gaze, "It's my fault... I shouldn't have been angry with you and wandered around alone."

"Since we are ridding the world of demons, what is right or wrong?"

"This monster harmed our brothers, how can we let him off easily?!"

“You…you all!” The God of Wealth statue lost its nourishment, and its ever-increasing aura instantly plummeted. Even the dark clouds above it began to shrink rapidly. “Even if my soul is annihilated, you will still be my enemy?!”

"We were born and raised by nature, so how can we sit idly by and watch evil demons like you pollute the world?"

"..." The God of Wealth statue paused and looked towards the forest. "So what? Your sword is broken."

Lin Jian took out another black sword from his storage bag and said, "Fifty dollars a sword, my good brother."

Flying swords are precious, but ordinary iron swords are available in as many quantities as you want, right?

As the first person to bear the brunt of the impact, the Imperial Master was in the most difficult situation at the moment. He gritted his teeth and urged Lin Jian, "Then what are you waiting for?!"

"Wait for the medicine to take effect." Lin Jian, who had taken the Qi-recovering pill early, has been waiting for the recovery of his internal energy.

The ultimate golden-attributed true qi is unparalleled in killing power, but its recovery is quite difficult.

The Sword Piercing the Long Rainbow move requires a large amount of Qi to support it. Right now...

The true qi gushes out like a spring, slowly growing in the sea of ​​qi.

Lin Jian's eyes lit up, and his sword finger stroked the sword again.

In an instant, he turned into a flying swallow, chasing the moon in all directions!

The ultimate sword style—the sword pierces the rainbow!
"Shhhhhh!"

The crescent-shaped sword light flashed in the air, and only the rustling sound of falling sand and gravel formed a continuous whole.

"bass!"

With the sound of a figure squatting on the ground and sheathing his sword, the last sword mark seemed to appear belatedly on the huge body of the demon.

The slashing sword light tore apart the human body of the demon, and with the sound of "crashing", huge rocks fell from his body.

Pieces of it rolled to the ground and turned into ordinary stones.

Only the last piece of the body, with no ability to move, only an arm and half of the shoulder and head remained, still struggling to survive.

Lin Jian strode forward, intending to deliver the final blow.

"You can't kill me! You can't kill me!" A demonic aura rushed towards him, but even though Lin Jian activated his golden spiritual body to protect himself in time, he was still led into an illusion.

……

After working in the forest for many years and saving a lot of money, he finally bought a flying sword. The moment he got it, he heard someone shouting "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin" in the distance.

Then... he saw the flying sword he had just bought fly away from his hand.

But what could he do? He was just a small scoundrel and didn't dare to rush up and cause trouble for the Sword Immortal, so he could only work diligently to earn money and save up to buy a flying sword.

The flying sword I just bought, someone shouted again - "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin".

Whoosh! It flew away again!

Buy again and fly again!
Buy again and fly again!
Until he was in his eighties, and could no longer work, Lin Jian used up all his life savings to buy a flying sword...

Fly away again!

Lin Jian broke out in a cold sweat and shuddered suddenly, escaping from the illusion.

Looking at the remaining stone statue in front of him, his eyes were as fearful as a tiger.

What a vicious curse!

"I am the product of the world's fortune. Anyone who kills me will be poor for the rest of your life!"

(End of this chapter)