Chapter 380 The Invincible Sword Master, the Invincible Man, the Invincible Sword!
"How can it be!"

Beneath the earth, in the underworld.

The old demon Red Moon roared desolately, "That's an immortal from the South Pole Eternal Heaven, a real immortal! It's been 30,000 years, and this is the only chance. How can... I not be able to kill him!"

How could he recover within a year!

He is not a demon!
"Nanji Changshengtian, the real immortal?" When Shi Wande, who was standing by, heard this, his eyes immediately lit up.

Song Lin who was above the Ninth Heaven also heard these words.

Suddenly.

The sword light fell.

Above the land of King Cang’s clan, a middle-aged swordsman with a tall figure and a stern face condensed.

"Greetings, Sword Master!"

"The Sword Master of Donglin is invincible in the world!"

Cheers like a landslide and tsunami came from all directions.

The entire Cangwang clan, the entire Cangzhou, and the land to the east were all plunged into a sea of ​​cheers.

too strong!
With just one sword, the Ksitigarbha Demon King who had hidden in the underworld was killed.

He didn't even use a sword.

Everyone knows that the Sword Master never uses a sword.

Because he himself is the strongest sword in the world! In the end, he even turned himself into a sword and walked the only path in the world.

It is difficult for those who have never seen the Sword Master to imagine his invincible charm.

Just one glance.

The grace and demeanor of the peerless swordsman is enough to conquer people from the bottom of their hearts.

There are no words to describe his appearance, no words to express his demeanor, and no words to describe the charm of that sword.

Three thousand years ago.

A demonic catastrophe more vast than the current one.

The Sword Master swept across the netherworld with his sword. Seven of the ten great demons were killed, and the remaining three fled, not daring to invade the human world for three thousand years.

And then.

He had just stepped onto the path to becoming an immortal—the first realm of Dharma!
The fate of the seven demon chiefs made the Sword Master famous throughout his life, and the praises from all the major immortal sects shaped his invincible demeanor.

Everyone believes it.

As long as the Sword Master is here, Donglin will be here.

But just over fifty years ago, the Sword Master turned into a sword.

Then, demons appeared frequently on earth, and destiny changed. Four people with destiny came into the world, and there was also a person who defied destiny, whose identity was obscure and unpredictable.

after that.

It is the outbreak of the Netherworld Demonic Tribulation.

The Drunken Immortal Li family was destroyed overnight, the head of Donglin Sect died inexplicably, and the Sword Master faced the enemy in the sky, his life or death is unknown.

At this moment.

The Sword Master finally shows up!

With invincible grace, he slashed into the underworld with one sword and killed the Ksitigarbha Demon King under the earth.

"You actually... came here in person."

Sword lights seemed to appear out of thin air, forcing the black energy that was spreading in all directions from the Formless Demon Lord into a desperate situation.

at last.

He twisted his body and transformed into a body that looked like both male and female, possessing the appearance of all living beings.

He looked at the Sword Master in disbelief.

There is no escape.

The Formless Demon Lord understood that since he was lured out, there was no possibility of escape.

This is the Sword Master himself.

They, the three Netherworld Demons, will all be destroyed here today!
"..."

Song Lin looked quietly at the Formless Demon Lord a hundred miles away.

"Three thousand years."

The Wu Xiang Demon Venerable looked nostalgic: "Back then, you chased me for 720,000 miles and killed 129,500 of my sentient beings. I was just a little bit short..."

He held out a finger.

"You only need one hundred swords to kill me. But unfortunately... you were just entering the realm of Dharma at that time and could not kill me."

"These sword lights..."

He pointed at the thousands of ethereal sword lights around him and said, "It's called the Supreme Forgetful Sword, right? Over the past three thousand years, you have indeed developed a sword technique that targets me..."

"Your eldest disciple's training is not good enough. Compared with your sword, the difference is like a firefly and the bright moon!"

Hear the words.

The Sword Master transformed by Song Lin remained indifferent.

Han Tuizhi, who was far away, showed excitement in his eyes.

The Supreme Sword of Forgetfulness!
It turns out to be a method to restrain the countless incarnations of the Formless Demon Lord!
It was a pity that I could never get over the emotional barrier, the Supreme Forgetting of Emotions… But so what? Master’s wisdom was like the ocean, and compared to him, I was indeed like a firefly or a bright moon.

These heart-piercing words could not hurt Han Tuizhi's heart at all.

at this time.

The Wuxiang Demon Lord continued to chatter, "I never thought that you would have made such great progress after three thousand years. You can actually be on par with the man in heaven..."

"But you come here in person to kill me. Don't you think too highly of me?"

talking.

The thousands of faces of the Formless Demon Lord all showed bitter expressions.

It seemed in his eyes.

The Sword Master is no longer on the same level as the three great demon lords.

"Are you stalling for time for that guy called 'Red Moon'?" Sword Master suddenly spoke.

Even Song Lin didn't expect this.

The body that he controlled actually made a sound on its own.

I was almost scared.

"Alas~ You found me!" The Formless Demon Lord sighed regretfully.

The ever-changing face suddenly revealed a strange smile.

"I will die today, but Chiyue cannot die!"

"You have your perseverance, and we demons also have our own beliefs! For the common goal in our hearts, for the supreme cause of the Netherworld, for... the demons to come to the world!"

"He must not die!"

"He is our only hope...hahahaha"

"Even if he used us and almost caused my demon soul to dissipate and never be reborn, I still want to protect him... Come on, Sword Master, kill me."

"Let him live!"

"Hehehe~~" Those rampant laughter gave people a sense of arrogance.

What the Formless Demon Lord is best at is never fighting, but conspiracy and scheming.

At the last moment of life.

He actually wanted to plot against the Sword Master!
Song Lin felt a little absurd.

Too fake!
This formless demon lord gives people a really fake feeling!
Did he say this deliberately just to save the Red Moon Demon Lord?
Will the evil demon of the underworld sacrifice itself for others?
Did he want the Sword Master to ignore him and focus on killing the Red Moon Demon Lord first, or... was he actually the one hiding behind the scenes? Even the Red Moon Demon Lord didn't realize that he was being used?

But what if he really wants to sacrifice himself? Or...

What he wanted to save was not his own life, nor the life of the Red Moon Demon Lord!
Suddenly, the Sword Master moved.

Song Lin's mind raced, and before he had time to think clearly, the five generations of sword intent left by the Sword Lord had already made the choice for him.

Kill Wuxiang first, then destroy Chiyue!
He taught Song Lin a lesson through his actions.

As long as you are strong enough, you don’t need to make multiple-choice questions!
Thousands of ruthless sword lights suddenly split and turned into 129,600 Supreme Forgetful Swords. At this moment, Song Lin could feel that he could easily control his body and regain control.

After all, this body belongs to me.

But he didn't do that.

If he fails to kill the last three demon leaders in this life, he will have regrets in his heart, right?

"what--"

One hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred shrill screams resounded throughout the Cangwang clan at the same time.

The formless demon lord - die!

He did not struggle as hard as he had imagined, maybe he had struggled, but in front of those 129,600 Supreme Forgetful Swords, any struggle or resistance was futile.

"it's your turn."

Song Lin lowered his eyes and looked at the ground below.

With the supreme power of the Sword Lord's 'Sword of Five Worlds', he could clearly sense the direction in which the Red Moon Demon Lord was escaping.

As early as the moment the Sword Master appeared.

The first one to escape was not the Demon King Ksitigarbha, nor the Demon Lord Wuxiang, but the old demon Crimson Moon who was hiding underground.

He never seems to trust anyone.

Even on the eve of a great victory, even when facing the powerful Cangzhou Saint King, he only exerted one-third of his strength.

and so.

At this moment, he had already escaped thousands of miles away, deep into the underworld.

But this did not escape the range of the Sword Lord's 'Soul'.

The sword of five lives: body, mind, bones, spirit, and delusion.

Song Lin clearly felt that there was a "god" belonging to the Sword Lord in the sword seal between his eyebrows.

The God of Swords——Taishangwangqing!
"Concentrate!" a soft shout.

The Ten Absolute Golden Lights, the Red Dust Sword Intent, the Glazed Sword Light, the Five Elements Sword Light, the Supreme Sword of Forgetfulness… The Sword of the Five Worlds condensed into shape in Song Lin's hands, turning into an immortal sword with an unparalleled edge.

"Go!" a sudden shout.

The Sword of the Fifth World surpasses the speed of the world, penetrating thousands of miles of the earth's surface, as if escaping into another world.

Boom~~
There was a violent tremor coming from deep within the earth.

One by one, golden bodies and Dharma images flew into the sky, looking in horror at the bottomless crack on the ground.

The Sword of Five Worlds is so terrifying!
It is hard to imagine that any life in the world can survive this sword.

The Red Moon Demon—dead!

"finished?"

Song Lin suddenly felt weak all over.

The feeling of being in control of everything just now was so wonderful!
But he was just a shell carrying the mark of the Sword Lord's soul. He used three swords in a row and even used the sword of five generations once. If there were any more enemies, I'm afraid they would explode and die on the spot!

Fortunately.

Everything is under the control of the Sword Master.

"It's over. But your era... has just begun!" The voice of the Sword Master came from the darkness.

then.

Song Lin's figure turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

"Farewell, Sword Master!"

"Thank you, Sword Master, for slaying the demons in the world for us!"

Heaven and earth.

Han Tuizhi, Zhu Changsheng, Ma Dejian... numerous Donglin immortals, cultivators from various places, and countless common people, all shed tears of gratitude and bowed their heads in worship.

Only the Holy King of Cangzhou stood in the void in a daze.

Sword Master?

This sword master is so strange!

"Sword Master?"

A woman dressed in a cassock, with a holy face and a Bodhi fruit engraved on her forehead, stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the light that suddenly disappeared into the sky.

Her slender eyebrows gradually wrinkled.

As long as there are living beings in the world, conflicts will never stop.

Next.

It's her turn to step onto the stage of history!

On the shore of the East China Sea.

A stream of light fell on the beach.

"What era belongs to us? Master... Master, are you still here?" Song Lin looked around blankly, but did not hear any response from Sword Master.

Wow~~
Waves push one layer after another, with the back waves pushing the front waves, and hit the beach.

Song Lin sat on the beach in confusion, feeling depressed.

The Sword Master is gone.

This departure may be a farewell forever.

He said.

I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to come back in my next life.

The future...I'll teach you.

The last sentence of the United Sword Master, this "future" seems to have a deeper meaning.

Is it the future of this life or the future of the next life?

These experts always speak in a profound and unclear way.

"Will you die if you don't keep it mysterious?" Song Lin snorted, then shook his head and sighed: "Maybe some things won't work if you say them out loud?"

The formless demon king has thousands of incarnations, the Ksitigarbha demon king listens carefully from a thousand miles away, and the red moon demon peeks into people's hearts.

These are abilities that everyone knows about.

Sometimes keeping a secret in your heart is the best way to hide it, and it also protects and trains future generations.

The older generation had good intentions.

Now that they have all passed away, hasn't the era belonging to the younger generation like Song Lin arrived?
"No!"

Song Lin suddenly stood up.

"I don't believe that the Li family, the wine fairy, would really perish overnight. They must have left some fire behind! Yes, the chief priest is said to be able to communicate with the gods and control ghosts."

"I don't believe that even he is dead!"

The wine immortal Li.

Now that the catastrophe has been temporarily settled, Song Lin decided to go to the north in person to visit the place where he was born.

Even if Li left nothing behind.

He also wanted to erect a monument for his grandfather, parents, uncle, and the many people who had been kind to him, as well as the high priest, the panda fairy...

(End of this chapter)