My name is Zeng Jing, the son-in-law of a wealthy family, but I have time powers

Chapter 657

Zeng Jing's eyes widened angrily: "Gathering God Slash accelerates to the limit."

"The first form of the Black Demon Sword, kill all living beings."

Master Xingyue was split in half again, and all the energy of the Black Demon Sword was scattered.

But the body of Master Xingyue closed strangely again.

Zeng Jing's combat boots stomped on the ground, following him like a shadow, and her right hand with a fist directly hit Xingyue Zhenren.

Xingyue Zhenren grabbed Zeng Jing's right hand with his left hand. Although his whole body was knocked away, he never let go and pulled Zeng Jing to fly into the air.

Zeng Jing's left fist hit again. The Black Demon Sword in Xingyue's right hand disappeared and he once again grasped Zeng Jing's left fist.

"Demon absorbing skill." Master Xingyue shouted.

"Don't think you're the only one who knows how to suck whales and swallow everything."

"What? How come you can absorb magic power? Are you also a demon?"

"Wrong, I just swallowed the Xuanming Pearl."

"The Xuan Ming Pearl is actually on your body."

The two of them were stuck together, neither of them dared to withdraw their skills. Now they were competing to see whose skills were superior.

Wu Daode stabbed Zeng Jing from behind with a long sword in his hand.

At this moment, Wei Yi and Wei Er arrived and knocked Wu Daode away with a palm.

"Elder Wu, this person is obviously a member of the demon clan, why do you still want to help him do evil?" Zhan Xiangkong roared.

Wu Daode struggled in his heart: "We were all forced to take the magic pill, and many disciples became black magic soldiers. How can we turn back now?"

"The black demon soldiers have been wiped out by the four sects. Wu Daode, please stop being stubborn."

"That's all. I have been aloof and arrogant all my life, but ended up like this. How can I have the dignity to stay in this world?"

With a bang, Wu Daode chose to self-destruct, and Wei Yi and Wei Er quickly deployed a spiritual energy to protect everyone.

Zeng Jing's expression suddenly changed, and her spiritual power was actually pulled by Master Xingyue. She didn't expect that the magic-absorbing skill was so powerful.

Wei [-] and [-] hurriedly put a palm on Zeng Jing's shoulder: "Master, the witch-god combination technique, let us help you."

The other two palms of Wei [-] and [-] came together, and spiritual power began to be injected into Zeng Jing's body.

Zeng Jing had a flash of inspiration, and the Yin and Yang Bagua in her body rotated at high speed, slowly forming a three-talent formation in the three people's bodies.

How powerful is the suction generated by the formation's operation?Even the magic power in Xingyue's body was sucked away.

Master Xingyue's expression changed drastically. He wanted to separate but remained motionless.

The magic power is getting weaker and weaker, and the real person Xingyue slowly turns into a shadow.

In the end, all that's left is a bunch of skeletons.

A shadow flew into the sky, Zeng Jing stamped her feet, time accelerated to catch up, and she grabbed the Black Demon Sword.

The Zixuan Holy Fire rose into the sky, and the Black Demon Sword was engulfed in flames.

The soul of King Kong Demon Lord is adsorbed on the Black Demon Sword, and he cannot escape no matter how hard he struggles.

The divine consciousness on the Black Demon Sword dissipated, and it was no longer a spiritual weapon, but could only be regarded as an ordinary treasure.

Of course, it would be another matter if one day it could possess the sword spirit again.

Zeng Jing secretly thought that when I evolve the Purple Mysterious Holy Fire again, I will melt you so as not to bring disaster to the world.

Throwing the Black Demon Sword into the storage bracelet, Zeng Jing flew back to the ground.

"Grandpa Zhan, how are you?" Zeng Jing quickly stepped forward to check.

"I can't do it anymore. I probably have to give up my physical body and cultivate my spirit."

"Oh! It's my fault for being late."

"I don't blame you, blame me if you want. It's God who wants to punish me. Back then, I promised your grandfather to marry Pingcai to you, but in the end I broke my promise. I once swore an oath. If I break my promise, I will die badly. No. The thought came true.”

Zhan Pingcai burst into tears: "Grandpa, I'm sorry!"

Zhan Xiangkong wiped away his tears, "One wrong step, one wrong step, and now even Han Mo is in despair. Is it really God's will? God's way is unfair!"

Zhan Xiangkong spat out a mouthful of blood again and fainted.

Zeng Jing quickly fed Zhan Xiangkong a healing pill.