He hit the head of the Lord of Devouring again, but what appeared was shocking. No one expected that there would be a sword in the Lord of Devouring, nor did he expect that the sword not only did not have the slightest sense of demonic energy, but instead seemed extremely upright and full of righteousness.

"It's Haoran's righteous sword!"

Emperor Zhuanxu shouted softly and recognized the origin of the sword.

The Taoist Sanqing was also stunned and recognized the sword. In the past, the three of them were dissatisfied with hiding many things in the Wuliang Heavenly Lord, and decided to interfere in the affairs of the prehistoric world and no longer detached from things.

He intended to control the world with a war, and even made the clan stay under the immortal clan from then on. Everything went smoothly, but in the end, the war god Yang Fanhai was unwilling to let the human race be tricked in this way and went out in anger. At the last moment, he used this Haoran righteous sword to make enemies with the saints.

At that time, Yang Fanhai was an absolute hero, with a strong and righteous spirit, which made this sword lie dormant and willing to use it. Such a momentum made them as saints at that time as a high-ranking saint. The profound reflection is probably unforgettable forever.

Seeing this sword again today instantly evokes the memories in their hearts.

Since it is the reputation of Haoran's righteousness, this sword should have the effect of suppressing evil spirits. Chen Pan did not hesitate and grabbed the sword in his hand as soon as he stretched out his hand.

The moment I grabbed the hilt of the sword, I could feel a burst of cheers coming from the sword, as if an elf had been waiting for a long time, and I could even hear its voice: Let me help Yang Fanhai.

After listening carefully, I was immediately overjoyed.

Yang Fanhai is still there, and has not yet been destroyed like other devouring masters.

The devouring Taoist pattern is to seize the dominance of the body, and then erase the spiritual intelligence of this generation of devouring master day after day, until it is digested and absorbed completely. It is like eating, so that the devouring master's own spiritual intelligence becomes its nutrient.

Fuxi used the shackles of time to suppress Yang Fanhai, which was a helpless strategy, but it could not be cured. Under normal circumstances, over the years, the devouring Taoist patterns had already completely digested and absorbed Yang Fanhai.

Fortunately, in the past era, it was either lucky or Fuxi and Lu Yadaojun who intentionally made it so that Yang Fanhai obtained this sword of righteousness, which is most suitable for suppressing evil spirits such as inner demons and desires, and helped Yang Fanhai to hold on for so many years.

But the Haoran Zhengqi Sword can only delay time, and it cannot help Yang Fanhai recover. And at this time, relying on its personal strength, it has no effect.

"I suppress the devouring Taoist pattern. If your spiritual sense comes in with it, Yang Fanhai should be trapped by the devouring power and will be lost."

Hearing what Chen Pan said, Chen Weiming nodded quickly.

Goodbye Chen Pan held the talisman seal in his hand and condensed the regular Taoist patterns. In an instant, it turned out to transform the swallowing Taoist patterns, and then reversed and directly slapped the devouring master. At the same time, it used various talisman seal magic powers to draw out the original power of various Taoist patterns, just like ropes, binding the devouring master tightly.

Li Qinglian in the distance looked at it, took a sip of wine, then frowned, sighed, pulled away the wine gourd, raised her hand to draw a bronze sword, which was the one used by the Three-Foot Sword.

"What are you going to do?"

Yang Zimo, who had to retreat before, saw him like this, immediately all his hair stood up. Even if no one explained too much to him, he knew that this guy's strength was absolutely terrifying. Moreover, he had repeatedly said that he wanted to take action, so he naturally knew that Li Qinglian was full of murderous intentions towards Yang Fanhai.

Li Qinglian knew what he meant and looked ahead and said, "Chen Pan is holding firewood and putting out the fire. He has used so much power to suppress the Lord of Devouring. Once the rescue is not successful, the consequences are probably unimaginable. If the situation is wrong, I can only say sorry."

The fact that he could be so cautious shows how dangerous what Chen Pan is doing is at this moment.

On the other side, the Haoran Zhengqi Sword flashed continuously. When the light was almost dazzling, Chen Weiming felt his eyes hurt, and then his body lightened, as if he had entered a space channel. When he was sure in front of him, he found that he had reached a terrible world full of flames, thunder, and lava, like the legendary hell.

All the power surged in one direction, like a huge vortex of energy, with a person standing in the center of the vortex.

The distance is too far away, and the face is still unclear, but at the same back, it makes people feel inexplicably at ease, as reliable as the mountain.

It's the God of War...

Chen Weiming's heart moved and rushed towards the figure in the sword light.

When I arrived in front of me and saw clearly, I immediately took a breath of air conditioning.

Flame, thunder, lava... all kinds of energy are just appearances, and their roots are actually devouring forces. These forces are constantly eroding the god of war and constantly assimilating.

This is the process of the devouring power digesting the devouring master. At this time, Yang Fanhai's whole body was almost eroded into a devouring body, like a bronze statue. The back of his head was completely eroded, only above the bridge of his nose, and half of his face was still maintained.

Once it is completely eroded, it is impossible.

Chen Weiming was very anxious and rushed over when he was busy, intending to use his mental power. Such a confrontation would probably be useless, so he could only try mental attacks, faith powers, and other forces.

But just after making an attempt, I was shocked to find that I was just a spiritual consciousness, almost a memory, and could not use any power at all.

This method is useless, and I can't think of any other method, so I can only shout it out.

"Yang Fanhai, Yang Fanhai!"

I shouted, and I tried my best to wake up the God of War, but after shouting for a long time, I found it useless. The God of War still closed his eyes, as if he had no life.

The three words Yang Fanhai are useless...

Chen Weiming immediately changed his name and shouted loudly: "Fuxi, Fuxi..."

After shouting a few times, it was useless. When I remembered Chen Pan who said another name from Fuxi, I changed my words and said, "Tianyu, Tianyu!"

Unfortunately, the result was the same, and it was still useless. He let him scream and didn't react at all.

Could it be that it was too late... I thought of this in my heart, and suddenly I saw that the erosion was about to spread again. I was immediately anxious and shouted loudly: "Yang Jian, Yang Jian... No, Yang Erlang, Yang Erlang!"

He remembered that when Yang Jian faced Yang Fanhai, he called himself Erlang.

Unfortunately, it was still like a dead person, without any reaction.

Your name is useless, your master is useless, your brother is useless, that is your wife...

Chen Weiming was in trouble for a while, but he didn't know the name of Yang Fanhai's wife. He was confused for a while, and then he saw that the erosion of the power of devouring had indeed begun. In a hurry, he could only shout loudly: "Yang Zimo, Yang Zimo."

Yang Zimo was born after Yang Fanhai was suppressed, and many years later, Chen Weiming had no hope.

But unexpectedly, after shouting these three words, Yang Fanhai's brows trembled.

It was useful... Chen Weiming was overjoyed and shouted a few times in a row, and finally saw Yang Fanhai open his eyes.
Chapter completed!