You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 649: Enlightenment of the Natural Moat?

The young man with golden eyes walked out of the smoke, and the law of "no harm in the smoke" came into effect.

There was only a burnt spot on his chest. Except for his clothes which had disappeared, his entire body was covered with golden dragon scales. No wonder he could extinguish the fairy fire with his dragon power.

"You can't leave! You must pay with your life!" The young man with golden eyes snorted coldly. He had already embarrassed himself with his previous distraction, and now there was no way he would let Chang Qing escape.

"Then you have to stay with me!"

Several sword energies slashed out, illuminating the sky like a crescent moon, splitting the sky and the earth into two.

But the young man with golden eyes opened his hand, and a golden claw appeared in the air and clenched the sword energy, shattering it and dissipating it into nothingness.

More sword energy came towards him, but the young man did not block it, allowing it to fall on his body, sparks flying everywhere, without even a white mark left.

"Nothing more than that! It seems that you only have a sharp brain." The young man sneered. This attack method would not necessarily kill him even if he did not defend.

Chang Qing complained in his heart as he retreated. This was equivalent to a Yundan realm being against a Shidao realm being. It would be strange if he could defeat him, not to mention a Jiaolong species, whose defense was even more abnormal.

"How disappointing!" The young man with golden eyes shook his head and took a step forward, closing the distance between him and Changqing by several feet.

This place is only a few dozen meters away from the natural moat, so Changqing is not nervous at all.

Chang Qing said, "I haven't asked in detail yet, how is your brother?"

This seemed to be the boy's weak spot. His aura began to become restless, turning into a golden light, instantly teleporting in front of Changqing and grabbing towards his neck.

Chang Qing raised his sword to block. A cold light flashed in the boy's hand, and he held it tightly. The wooden sword also made crackling sounds under the huge force.

This sword was made by Yu Linglong, and Chang Qing had always treasured it very much. But at this moment, a sad wooden sound was heard, countless wood chips fell, and the entire wooden sword broke into two pieces.

"Is this your weapon? Are you kidding me?" The young man with golden eyes was a little surprised. This wooden sword was not even at the level of ordinary human magic weapons.

Looking at the half-broken wooden sword, Chang Qing was stunned. It was not intentional, but he really couldn't believe it.

The young man with golden pupils looked at the traces of cherishment in Changqing's eyes and suddenly felt that perhaps his brother really wanted to be this person's friend. Since he even cherished a wooden sword so much, they must have a lot to talk about.

But... now he just wants revenge.

The palm of his hand transformed into a phantom of a dragon's claw, which was imprinted on Changqing's chest without hesitation.

Blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth, emitting a strange fragrance. Under the enormous force, one could clearly hear the sound of bones breaking.

His body turned upside down and fell towards the chasm dozens of meters away.

Dozens of high-level demon kings behind the golden-eyed boy hurried forward. If they let Chang Qing fall into the abyss, the pressure from the severed hand would probably tear him apart completely. By then, let alone reward, there would be nothing left.

They don't want to work in vain.

The young man with golden eyes was a little surprised. He didn't expect Chun Niuma to not resist at all and let his attack fall.

The power of this palm was not fully exerted, but it was not something that a Yundan realm cultivator could easily withstand. The figure fell rapidly and looked at him. It was very strange, as if he was asking a question, or was he angry. Was he blaming him for breaking his sword?

"My brother will survive." The young man with golden eyes asked what Changqing had asked before, and wiped away the blood left by Changqing.

When he looked away, he felt a sense of relief, which made the young man with golden eyes understand that this person had already made up his mind to die.

The young man with golden eyes thought of the purpose of Changqing's attack, which seemed to be for his friend. It turned out that he had never thought about returning alive. He had already chosen the natural moat as his grave. At least that's what the young man with golden eyes thought...

The speed of the figure falling down the chasm did not slow down, but instead became even faster. When those high-level Demon Kings failed to capture it and felt the pressure from the chasm, they had no choice but to give up the pursuit.

"Chun boy!" Shangguan Qiuying exclaimed, full of sadness.

"Brother!" Qing Tong flew up and was about to rescue him, but was suppressed by Jian Zun.

Jian Zun: How can these two be so good at acting! If we hadn't discussed it in advance, I wouldn't be able to tell whether it was true or not.

Secretly, she and Sword Master both breathed a sigh of relief; the plan seemed to be going smoothly.

Chun Niuma, everything from now on depends on you~

Neither the demon army nor the demon lord in secret believed that this young man who fell into the chasm could survive. Chun Niuma was swallowed by the abyss of the chasm and disappeared without a trace.

Some monsters still found it hard to believe that the once-arrogant Chun Niuma was gone just like that?

Even though it was already noon, the ravine was still pitch black and difficult to see clearly. Furthermore, the severed hand and sword intent were constantly entangled, blocking countless investigations.

The chasm was deep. Feeling the pressure from the sword force and divine object beneath him, Chang Qing sighed and glanced at the broken sword in his hand. He sighed slightly and thought to himself what a pity.

The dent on his chest was mended with a few crackling sounds. His body had been tempered by blood and energy and had already entered a new realm. It was probably more condensed than the body of a high-level demon king. He would recover from the attack of the golden-eyed boy in a short time.

Now he had successfully reached the natural ravine. The wind power in his spiritual roots played a key role at this moment. He was looking for the wind, and thus his descent speed was slowed down. Changqing had time to look at the cliffs around him. Every stone was soaked in the incomparably sharp sword intent, which made people's backs chill.

Feeling it carefully, it seems that nothing can be cut by this sword intent, as if it is synonymous with the word "profit".

His mind was touched. Chang Qing felt something after just watching for two breaths. If he comprehended it carefully, perhaps his sword intent would have a breakthrough.

"Unfortunately, time is running out. We must complete the deployment before the demon master can react~"

Changqing looked at the remaining sword intent reluctantly and continued to dive without lingering for too long. Soon he clearly felt the suffocating and soul-stirring shock from the divine object.

The deeper he dived, the more obscure the breath of the black flag became. The air seemed to solidify, pressing heavily against his chest.

Changqing took out a wisp of pure white breath and wrapped himself in it, and then he felt a little relieved, otherwise he might have been crushed into pieces by this terrifying breath.

Under the dim black light below, a pure white ocean was revealed, with countless sword intentions brewing and flowing in it.

"The true strength of a peerless person is so terrifying. With such power, can he still be considered a human? The power of an immortal is only this much! Even the trace of sword intent contained in it can create such a strange phenomenon."

In addition to being amazed, Chang Qing couldn't help but have some extravagant hopes. If one day he becomes so powerful, will he be able to help Grandpa Zhao and Sister Linglong?

The black light was like a curtain, covering the sword intent. It stretched for thousands of miles along the sword intent. The ocean of sword intent was surging, and rays of sword energy suddenly leaped up and hit the curtain like swimming fish. However, the curtain only caused a few ripples and was not pierced.

This attack was still no match for this divine object of unknown grade.

His eyes narrowed slightly as he got closer and closer to the translucent black curtain. Changqing felt something in his heart. One black and one white, weren't they just like his own yin and yang? Now, the black energy was rampant, suppressing the white energy, causing the balance to lose control.

If this is everything, it is a dark and disordered world where all living things suffer.

Therefore, yin and yang cannot be separated from balance, and balance is the root of the survival of all things? …