"How … How is this possible?"
The five elders of the Linxian Palace were dumbfounded. They stared at the black-robed man in disbelief. Their hearts were in turmoil.
The Linxian Palace was one of the most powerful forces in the World of Cultivators. As elders, they were not weak at all.
The Grand Elder was at the beginning stage of the Form Synthesis Stage, while the other four elders were at the peak of the Spirit Severing Stage!
Even a cultivator at the culmination of the Form Synthesis Stage would have to avoid them. They should be invincible in the World of Cultivators.
They had come here with great ambitions. Who would have thought that they would be so easily subdued by the black-robed man? It was over before it even started.
Could it be that the black-robed man was … at the Crossing Calamity Stage?
Everyone gasped. They felt their limbs turn cold and their scalps go numb.
This was the Crossing Calamity Stage!
Usually, they were old monsters who lived in seclusion!
The Demons had sent a cultivator at the Crossing Calamity Stage. Were they trying to stir up a bloodbath in the World of Cultivators? What were they trying to do?
"What are you trying to do?" The Grand Elder asked solemnly.
The black-robed man said coldly, "We just want to take back what belongs to us. I'll ask again! Where is the Fallen Demon Sword? "
Lin Mufeng said in a low voice, "I advise you to give up. The Fallen Demon Sword is in the hands of someone you can't afford to offend."
"Hahaha, there's no one in the World of Cultivators that I can't afford to offend!" The black-robed man laughed maniacally. "Besides, I'm working for the Demon Spirit. I'm not afraid even if the Immortals come!"
"The Demon Spirit?" The Grand Elder laughed disdainfully. "Even if it's his original body, he's just an ant in front of that expert."
"What a joke!"
The black-robed man shook his head and looked at everyone with disdain. "It seems like you're not clear-headed. Why don't you let me help you clear your heads?"
He looked at Lin Mufeng and a red light flashed in his eyes. He waved his hand and cut off Lin Mufeng's right arm. It flew into the air.
"Hehe, let's see how that expert you speak of is going to stop me from recalling the Fallen Demon Sword!"
The black-robed man smiled coldly and raised his palm towards the severed hand in the void. The severed hand floated in the air, and wisps of black gas were forced out of the hand.
Lin Mufeng's face was pale. Seeing this scene, he immediately understood why the black-robed man had come looking for him.
It turned out that when he used the Fallen Demon Sword to chop firewood at the expert's place, the Fallen Demon Sword's aura remained in his body.
The corners of the black-robed man's mouth curled up into a smile. His eyes flashed as his hands formed a seal and his mouth uttered the word "summon"!
In the next moment, the aura of the Fallen Demon Sword began to condense into a small black dot in Dragon City. It was extremely dense.
Siheyuan.
Enveloped in a layer of silent night, the surroundings were quiet, not even the chirping of insects and birds could be heard.
It was as if everything had fallen asleep.
Just then, the Fallen Demon Sword that was lying quietly in the pile of firewood trembled slightly. It stood up shakily, as if someone had woken it up from a beautiful dream, with a hint of dissatisfaction.
The pitch-black sword floated slowly in the air. After a few somersaults in the air, it charged out of the siheyuan and into the dark night. Room 168.
The Fallen Demon Sword was extremely fast. Within an hour, it had arrived at the boundary of the Lingyun Immortal Pavilion.
"It's here!"
The black-robed man's face was filled with joy. He looked at Lin Mufeng and the others mockingly and said with a smile, "It seems that the expert you speak of isn't very capable. He hasn't shown himself yet."
Lin Mufeng's face was pale, and blood was flowing out of his wound. He moved his lips, but only a grunt came out.
The other five elders did not look too good either. They looked at the Fallen Demon Sword that was floating in the air, and their hearts sank.
Although the expert could calculate everything, it was too difficult to calculate everything perfectly. The black-robed man was an Out of Body cultivator. Perhaps even the expert did not expect this, and they had become a variable on the expert's chessboard.
The five elders could not help but feel sad. "It's over, it's over. Facing such a variable, someone like the expert will probably abandon us."
"Looking at your expressions, I guess you've accepted your fate." The black-robed man laughed eerily, and he seemed to be very proud. "It's just the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and you're dreaming that the expert will come. How foolish! You're like a frog at the bottom of a well. How pitiful. "
"Hehe, you're the frog at the bottom of the well! You can't imagine how terrifying the expert is. "
Lin Mufeng's eyes were red, and he said with a hint of respect, "The expert is playing in the human world. Perhaps we're just pawns that he casually planted. However, even if we're abandoned, we won't allow you to insult the expert!"
Emperor Luo nodded and said seriously, "That's right! At least we were once pawns of the expert. We're proud! "
"There's no cure, the disease is beyond cure!"
The black-robed man shook his head, amused. "How can being a pawn of the expert be better than being a pawn of Lord Demonfiend? Now, I'll use your blood to sharpen the Fallen Demon Sword! "
The black robe on his body fluttered, and his aura reached its peak. He reached out his hand to the Fallen Demon Sword and shouted, "Sword, come!"
The wind howled, and the black gas rolled.
Everything seemed to be in place, except for the sword that did not come.
The Fallen Demon Sword was still floating in the air calmly, and the tip of the sword was pointed at the black-robed man.
"Hmm?" The black-robed man frowned and shouted again, "Fallen Demon Sword, come!"
Vroom!
The calm Fallen Demon Sword suddenly shone brightly. However, what emerged from the pitch-black sword was not black gas, but a golden light!
The golden light was dazzling, and it lit up the night sky!
A skeleton in a kasaya slowly floated out of the Fallen Demon Sword, bathed in the golden light, and put its palms together.
"Amitabha."
"Fallen Demon Sword?" The black-robed man could not believe his eyes. His brain was buzzing, and he frowned. "Sword Demon, how did you end up like this? You're obviously a skeleton, why are you wearing clothes?"
The Sword Demon spoke slowly, and his voice was sincere. "I've been converted by Buddha, and converted to Buddha."
"What's Buddha? What's the point of converting to him? "The black-robed man was stunned, and his eyes gradually sank." Don't forget your roots! "
The Sword Demon was obviously a skeleton, but he showed compassion, and said loudly, "The sea of bitterness is boundless. Repent and you'll see the shore. All living beings suffer. Benefactor, you're fated with Buddha, so you can also convert."
The black-robed man's face was gloomy to the extreme. Black gas rolled around his body, and it gathered into a huge black skull. He said coldly, "Convert your head! Looks like you've gone mad, so I can only take you away by force! "
"If that's the case." The Sword Demon raised his hands slightly, and the compassion on his face disappeared. He said coldly, "How dare you show off your insignificant skill before an expert? Look at my Mighty Heavenly Dragon, Revered Ksitigarbha, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Ba Kong! "
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