Chaos Dao Sheng Jue

Chapter 1262: Failure to Tear Space

With Lu Chen's earth-shaking counterattacks again and again, the situation on the battlefield began to change subtly.

Those human cultivators who were originally forced into a desperate situation by the demons, after witnessing the powerful strength displayed by Lu Chen, all had a glimmer of hope in their eyes.

They are no longer as desperate and helpless as before, but have rekindled their fighting spirit.

"Look over there!" A young cultivator pointed at Lu Chen, who was fiercely battling the demons in the distance, and said excitedly, "Who is that powerful being? How can he have such formidable power?"

A middle-aged cultivator nearby looked thoughtful upon hearing this. "I'm not entirely sure, but to possess such strength, that senior must be at least a Immortal Venerable."

"Could it be the reinforcements sent by the Human Emperor? Now we are saved." Someone suddenly made such a guess, which immediately aroused discussions among the surrounding monks.

"It's very possible. Look at his aura. It's no less powerful than any of the mighty ones we've seen." An old man echoed, his eyes filled with anticipation. "Perhaps it really was the Great Emperor himself who took action."

Just as everyone was discussing this, new changes occurred on the battlefield.

Lu Chen once again swung the sword to kill the gods. Every time he swung it, a huge sword shadow would be created, killing all the demons around him without any resistance.

At the same time, the spell chanted by Lu Chen sounded particularly clear in this chaotic battlefield, like a passionate war song.

As he chanted, golden runes streaked across the sky like meteors, shooting off in all directions.

These runes bloomed with dazzling light in the air, like the twinkling stars in the night sky. Each rune carried powerful power and accurately chased the demons who were trying to escape.

"Those who don't want to die, take out your magic weapons and fight them."

Lu Chen's voice resounded throughout the universe, reaching every corner of the Void Island.

The human monks who heard the order responded immediately as if they had been baptized. Tens of thousands of monks took action at the same time, and the scene was spectacular.

Countless magic weapons were used in the sky and on the ground, forming a gorgeous and deadly picture.

Flying swords, magic weapons, talismans, formation flags, all kinds of magic weapons intertwined in the air to form a dazzling light net, tightly encircling the demons who tried to escape.

A female monk holding a green jade sword, her figure as fast as lightning, shuttled among the enemy groups.

Every time she swung her sword, it would bring with it a flash of cold light, cutting off all obstacles in front of her.

Her swordsmanship was sharp and precise, and combined with the golden runes that fell from the sky, the surrounding demons had nowhere to escape. "Fellow Daoists, we can't just sit there and wait for death. Fight them!" she shouted, her voice filled with determination.

On the other side, a group of young monks formed a huge magic circle. They worked together, concentrated everyone's strength, and summoned a huge shield.

This shield emitted a soft blue light, not only protecting their own side, but also repelling approaching demons.

At the same time, an old man standing in the center of the formation began to perform an ancient forbidden technique. He quickly formed seals with his hands and silently chanted a spell.

Then he slapped the ground violently, and ochre-colored energy waves spread outward with him as the center. Wherever they passed, all obstacles were cleared away, and even the hard rocks were shattered.

By this time, the entire battlefield had become a sea of blood and fire. The human monks refused to retreat, fighting back with all their might, each move imbued with a desire for survival and rage against the enemy.

The roar of the collision of magic weapons, the shock wave produced by the magic explosion, and the shouts of cheers from the warriors intertwined together to form a tragic and desperate symphony.

However, the battle was far from over. Although many human cultivators displayed amazing combat prowess, the demons guarding the place were not very skilled.

They were equally unwilling to give in, and in desperation they burst out with their last bit of strength to resist.

Some demons even tried to break out of the encirclement by self-destructing themselves; others used their special abilities to try to confuse the enemy and find a glimmer of hope.

With the help of these people, Lu Chen saved himself a lot of trouble.

However, he knew very well that he would not be able to rescue these people with his own strength, because he had already sensed that a large number of powerful demons were approaching.

Among them are not only several powerful men in the realm of Demon Lord, but also two great demons in the realm of Demon God.

With the idea that he would rather die with his fellow Taoist than with himself, Lu Chen immediately activated the Chaos Dao Sheng Jue, preparing to tear the space apart and escape.

However, the space crack that Lu Chen had just torn open was like being pinched by an invisible giant hand, making a sharp tearing sound.

Just when he thought he could escape from this place through this gap, a terrifying force suddenly surged out from the crack and rushed straight into his face.

The power was surging, as if carrying the breath of destruction of the entire world, which made people feel chilled.

Sensing the approaching danger, Lu Chen instantly used the teleportation technique, and the whole person disappeared from the spot like a phantom, leaving behind a residual image.

"Huh, you want to leave? Do you really think I'm just a decoration?"

A low and disdainful voice sounded in his ears, like a cold knife cutting through his skin, making him shudder.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful sense of oppression gathered from all directions, tightly enveloping Lu Chen.

Looking up, I saw an old man in a black robe landing out of thin air not far away. There was a blood-red light flashing in his eyes, and circles of dark aura surrounded him. He was an old demon in the early stage of the Demon God Realm.

The appearance of this old man made Lu Chen's heart sink. He knew that relying solely on his own strength, he had no chance of winning against such a powerful enemy.

What made him feel even more desperate was that there seemed to be an invisible pressure in the air around him, which was the breath from other powerful demons.

At this moment, Lu Chen was like a lone boat in a storm, which could be swallowed up by the strong wind and huge waves at any time.

But he knew he couldn't just sit there and wait for death, so he took a deep breath and tried to tear the space apart again to escape.

However, at this moment, the old demon had already launched an attack.

He made seals with his hands, chanted an obscure spell, and then pushed forward suddenly. A dark energy wave swept towards Lu Chen.

Wherever this energy wave went, space was distorted and deformed, forming vortex-like black holes.

Seeing this, Lu Chen did not dare to delay and immediately mobilized all the immortal energy in his body for defense.

He gathered a golden light shield in his hand, trying to block the fatal blow.

However, the moment he came into contact with the dark power, he felt a huge impact and his body flew backwards involuntarily, slamming hard into a rocky wall, splashing up a cloud of dust.

"Puff!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Lu Chen's face instantly turned pale as paper.

He knew that the opponent's strength was far beyond his imagination. If he continued like this, he might even lose his life...