By the time Zi Chen saw the Demon Pattern Mountain, there were already more than forty immortals in the secret.

"Look, that's the Demon Pattern Mountain!"

Demon Repent pointed forward, and Zi Chen saw a towering black mountain peak. Countless black clouds hovered at the top of the mountain, covering half of the mountain.

Looking from a distance, the demonic energy is billowing like a surging demon.

Behind Zi Chen, the Dao sword trembled involuntarily, but the frequency was not fast.

This proves that there are opportunities ahead, which are relatively small.

Judging from its frequency, it is not as good as the small village it used to be.

"Isn't it time you gave this divine sword to me?"

Mo Chan looked back at Zi Chen, his eyes becoming increasingly unkind.

Zi Chen said: "But I haven't seen your God-Destroying Sword yet."

Demonic Confession smiled coldly, "You will never see me again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped back.

The three immortals faced Zi Chen, covering Demon Repent and retreating.

Okur and others had long distanced themselves from each other, and now they were even further away.

"Buzz!"

The sky rippled, and countless divine patterns appeared in the sky, intertwined, and evolved into a magic circle.

The breath of destruction surged out from it and began to stir in the sky.

"Boy, if you want my Demonic Mountain's God-Destroying Sword, you first ask them if they agree."

The devil's confession sneered, and the secret magical magic appeared.

Mo Tuo was defeated in a single encounter. The immortal magic that appeared now was at the lowest level of the fourth level of immortal magic.

The highest, reaching the seventh level!

More than forty immortals surrounded Zi Chen, and there was a terrifying magic circle above his head.

In the eyes of Demon Repent, such a layout is like a dragnet, and anyone who comes will definitely die.

"What are you doing?"

Zi Chen said: "Don't you just want to destroy the Divine Sword? I can just give it to you. Why bother to create such a big battle?"

Demonic Confession sneered and said: "Others ask for alms, but I, Mowen Mountain, never need alms from outsiders. Whatever we want, we always rob. I have given you face all the way, do you really think you deserve it?"

"Do it!"

Demonic Confessor shouted loudly, the magic circle in the air began to operate, and terrifying pressure descended.

"This is called the Demon Suppressing Heaven and Earth. It can suppress everything in the world. Even if you have the God-Destroying Sword, you will still be unable to move even an inch."

Demon Confessor stood in the distance and said with a smile: "Next, I have to think carefully about how to torture you to death."

Zi Chen said: "You are really cruel, but before that, didn't you ask me what my name is? What if I am some big shot that you can't afford to offend?"

Demonic Confession seemed to have heard a big joke, "You scared me to death, and you are the only one who is a big shot?"

"I thought about it, how about cutting your body into thousands of pieces? Leave you with a bit of consciousness, and then chop you into pieces little by little!"

Suddenly the demon confessed again: "Oh, I forgot to ask, big shot, what is your name?"

"My name is Zi Chen."

Zi Chen laughed, "I've been told that I'm a big shot, you really shouldn't mess with me."

He raised his head and glanced at the magic circle in the sky.

With just one glance, the magic circle exploded in the air.

Then, Zi Chen held the Dao sword in his hand and turned around to strike.

A sword light centered on Zi Chen, drew a circular sword arc, and swept towards the immortals in front.

The arc of the sword went away, and more than forty immortals were all cut into two.

One glance.

A sword.
Chapter completed!