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Chapter 1657

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The lightning seemed to be repelling the undead's power. Its power became even more tyrannical in an instant, and it continued to grow. It was as if it would not rest until the undead was dead. The lightning continued to grow thicker. As it continued to twist, the death aura was also being destroyed at an extremely fast speed. It was falling apart!

It could be said that the lightning was unstoppable!

The lightning's power was the most tyrannical, and it hated the death aura the most. Therefore, when it exploded, it was especially violent. It was as if the world had changed color.

A trace of astonishment appeared in the Undead Spirit's eyes, because he saw his own body constantly dissipating. Although there was no clear pain, an inexplicable sense of emptiness emerged, making him feel as if he was about to disappear.

It was as if the immortality in the legends was getting further and further away from him. It was as if he would disappear in the next moment.

How could the undead be willing to dissipate just like that? Soon after, an angry roar was heard. Immediately, the gray fog began to surge wildly like waves. Each wave was stronger than the previous one. As it surged, its aura became stronger and stronger.

The gray fog became even stronger, and the death aura continued to condense. It turned into sword aura in a frenzy and charged toward the spear-wielding man.

For a moment, the whistling sound was like the wailing of thousands of ghosts, resounding through the sky.

Bang! The sound continued to ring out. The Imperial Heaven Tower continued to circulate golden light, resisting the attack of the sword aura. However, the power was too tyrannical. Even the Imperial Heaven Tower could not withstand the force, and cracks began to appear on it.

Streaks of sword aura began to cut Xiao Yang's body. He had no choice but to sweep his spear horizontally and quickly retreat to put some distance between them.

The undead was not in a good state either. The gray fog around his body was now thin, as if it was about to dissipate. Clearly, under the bombardment of the lightning, his vitality had been damaged.

"I want you to die a horrible death!" The undead roared. Since he appeared here, when had he suffered such pain?

It was even to the extent that he'd almost perished and completely vanished from the world just now. The anger in his heart was so strong that he could not wait to skin the man in white alive.

Soon after, the dead spirit formed a seal with his hand. Immediately, the surrounding Death Qi began to gather in a crazy manner. His originally weak aura once again began to become stronger.

Immediately, Xiao Yang's expression became extremely ugly. He did not expect this undead spirit's methods to be so high. In this short period of time, he was able to rely on the geographical advantage of this place to quickly replenish his lost body and cultivation.

Not long after, the Undead Spirit's body returned to its original powerful state. At the same time, traces of flames appeared in its eyes. However, the rising flames were grey in color.

If one did not look carefully, they would not be able to tell.

"Good lad! Do you really think that I can't do anything to you just because you have a divine weapon in your hand? "The Undead Spirit said arrogantly, and his aura also increased a little.

For a moment, the place it was in was like purgatory. Moreover, it was a purgatory without the slightest bit of color, terrifying to the extreme!

In the next moment, the Undead Spirit slapped the ground with his palm, causing the ground to tremble.

As for the stele, it soared into the sky and revealed its original appearance. Who would have thought that it was really a sword that was stuck in the ground!

The gray fog reached out and the stone tablet sword appeared in its hand. Immediately, the sword light circulated, and the pieces of stone continued to fall. The sword also gradually revealed its true appearance.

However, in that instant, the surface of the treasured sword was wrapped in layers of deathly aura, changing unpredictably.

Those remaining words also turned into tiny sword intents that constantly circulated on the treasure sword, looking especially terrifying.

Xiao Yang could not help but subconsciously tighten his grip on the long spear in his hand. He knew that he would inevitably have a tough battle ahead.

He did not expect this Undead Spirit to have such a method. It was really a little shocking.

The Undead Spirit holding the treasure sword seemed to have sensed something. He became one with the sword and was in high spirits.

The Undead Spirit's body also began to tremble, as if he had not held a sword for a long time. And this time, holding the sword gave him a sense of familiarity that he had not felt for a long time, as if it was a blessing to his soul.

Now, Xiao Yang's heart had also become much gloomier because he knew very well that he had to kill in one strike. Otherwise, there would be endless trouble in the future.

This Undead Spirit, in this Divine Tomb, was nourished by the Death Qi. As long as it still had a breath left, it would be able to use the time and place here to quickly recover. This was not just a little bit difficult to deal with.

Moreover, if he could not kill it, he would only leave behind a lot of trouble in the future. He would constantly consume his own strength, and in the end, he would be exhausted to death!

"Boy, feel the fear!" The Undead Spirit shouted and waved the sharp sword in his hand, directly attacking Xiao Yang.

With the help of the treasure sword, the Undead Spirit's aura immediately became stronger than before. Every time the treasure sword was waved, an incomparably powerful Sword Qi would appear.

The Sword Qi was no longer sinister and chilling. Instead, it had a sharp edge, which was even more frightening.

The treasure sword seemed to have been silent for too long. For a moment, it wished that it could erupt all the Sword Intent that it had accumulated over the years.

Strands of Sword Qi continued to move horizontally and vertically, carrying an incomparably ancient Sword Intent, as if it wanted to break through the sky.

Although the Sword Qi had not arrived yet, Xiao Yang could still feel the bone-piercing pain from it. This was the terrifying part of the Sword Qi. Before it arrived, it was enough to make you fearful and timid.

Xiao Yang was definitely not someone who was afraid of fighting. Moreover, he knew that this Undead Spirit had the advantage of time and place here. Even if he wanted to leave, it was impossible.

He did not know how much the Undead Spirit's strength had increased after pulling out the stone tablet, and how high his cultivation had become.

But now, no matter how much he thought about it, it did not seem to be of much benefit. Therefore, Xiao Yang simply did not think about it anymore. He waved the long spear in his hand and directly attacked.

For a moment, the thunder seemed to feel provoked. It turned into a thunder dragon and rushed out, bombarding the place where the Death Qi gathered.

Suddenly, the Death Qi's sharp aura and the violent thunder entangled together.

The two completely different attributes, and the forces that hated each other, were now crazily wrestling and killing each other!

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