Tsk-tsk, as if he had encountered concentrated sulfuric acid, when Zhang Erhe's solid body was hit by the poison, large swaths of black energy were immediately aroused, and a hole the size of his head melted out of his huge body in just a few breaths.

It's now.

Tang Yun narrowed his eyes and thrust his sword forward without hesitation. Zhang Erhe could have raised his hand to block the sword, but in an instant he saw the blade of the sword slanting sideways and scratching out dazzling sparks on his arm.

With a sizzling sound of friction, the three-foot sword drove straight in, instantly penetrating into the pit corroded by the poison, and almost nailed the heart and eyeballs of the demon inside.

Come again.

Tang Yun made a fist with his other hand and punched out, brutally hitting the joint of Zhang Erhe's arm. Qi and blood surged, demonic energy surged, and with an ear-splitting sound, the arm was severed by him and flew away from his body.

Click...

Three swords were slashed out, and most of Zhang Erhe's body was cut off again, leaving only the iron-like body squirming on the ground, trying hard to get close to the severed and kicked body.

As long as they are integrated, he can return to his original state in minutes.

It's a pity that Tang Yun didn't give him a chance at all. Broken Dream cut out, like a sharp sword that pierced the air, and pressed closely on the remains of the body step by step, trying to completely chop it into pieces, along with the demonic consciousness inside.

As a last resort, seeing that the situation was over, the demon had no choice but to use its remaining body to form a barrier, trying its best to block the opponent's sword force like a rainstorm, and took advantage of the moment to escape.

Zhang Erhe, die!

Tang Yun took a deep breath, stepped on the ashes on the ground, quickly went to another part of the secret warehouse, put on the armor, body armor and other equipment that he had already picked up, and headed towards the next boss fully armed.

Demonize Zhao Yi.

To be precise, Zhao Yi, the boss, actually has no fixed form, just like Jiang Yunlong, whom Tang Yun once encountered. As long as the demon can still control it and Zhao Yi's body is still alive, he is equivalent to immortality.

The root cause is still demonic energy. Only by completely eliminating or driving away the demonic energy and destroying Zhao Yi's body can he be considered dead. What disgusted Tang Yun the most was that this boss had endless subordinates who could block the guns.

[Flash of Humanity] This achievement has been completed a long time ago, and the three achievements he still has left [clear the level without injury], [sacrifice one's life for righteousness], and [only have the sword as a companion], all involve clearing the level.

In other words... if you defeat the Evil God and clear the dungeon, the last two achievements will be completed. If you defeat the Evil God without any injuries, you will have completed the level perfectly.

Tang Yun did not intend to clear the level. After all, the value of this copy was far more than just attribute points. He now had time to practice, so there was no need to be too anxious, and the attribute points would not be lost.

etc!

Tang Yun stopped, thought for a while, then turned around and walked back...

Just in case, let’s make some preparations.

After a while.

Goodbye Zhao Yi, this guy has now turned into a demon in human skin. Not only is his body flashing with dark runes, but his eyes are as dark as the abyss, and the joints of his limbs are bulging with bone awls, giving him a cold light.

"Long time no see, how are you doing, sir?"

Tang Yun sighed and seemed to have said something. He made a slight mistake with his thumb, and Broken Dreams came out of the box. It happened that the golden dragon soared into the sky, accompanied by dazzling thunder, and was wrapped in the extremely condensed energy and blood. In an instant, it tore open several layers of mummies in front of him, and reached directly in front of Zhao Yi.

"die!"

Zhao Yi roared, crushing the ground with one foot, and the spear entwined with strong demonic energy was like a black tiger breaking the sky with its sword edge, and the surging aura was like a mountain, crushing everything within a few feet into powder.

Boom!

The ground shook. Tang Yun's horizontal sword changed its moves and directly held a spear in a strong position. The spine of the sword rubbed against the iron rod, causing sparks to shoot out. He crushed the spear like an arrow from the string and thrust out the sword.

Zhao Yi suddenly roared with the spear in his hand, and the demonic energy surged. During the brief stalemate, he instantly gained the upper hand thanks to the blessing of the demonic energy. He directly provoked Tang Yun and swung it in the air, drawing a fierce arc.

Throw it to the ground.

Click!

Despite this, Tang Yun still did not let go. Instead, the moment his body soared into the air, he came back with a burst of energy and blood, like a vulture flying through the sky, and slashed straight at Zhao Yi Tianling with his sword in both hands.

The spear hit the ground, and the cracks spread quickly like a spider web.

However, a cluster of blood flowers suddenly rose in the dust, followed by Zhao Yi's roar like a madman, and the spear turned into a black shadow whip, instantly tearing apart the dust and mist in front of him, and enveloping Tang Yun in it.

Ding ding... ding rang~

With a series of deafening collisions like gongs, accompanied by little sparks of light, Tang Yun was like a small boat that could capsize at any time under the opponent's violent offensive, and would be shattered by the waves at a glance.

Star-catching steps.

Wind and thunder!

There was a sudden sound of storm and thunder.

The condensed blood mist shattered from the sword's edge, like flower petals scattered and withered, floating in the air. The moment the technique started to operate, they turned into translucent sword shadows, like a violent wind and rain shooting through the spear towards Zhao Yichan.

Zhao Yi didn't expect Tang Yun to have this move at all. He was caught off guard and instinctively raised his hands to protect his face. Otherwise, he had no chance to dodge.

A rustling sound was heard.

In almost an instant, Zhao Yi felt as if a layer of his skin had been peeled off. The bloody minced meat was filled with bursts of black demonic energy, mixed with vaguely visible bones, making him even more ferocious and more terrifying than a demon.

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Crazy dragon, shock!

He stepped forward with his shoulders down, holding the spear and accumulating strength. The demonic energy whined and roared, gathering at the tip of the spear, and thrust it out towards Tang Yun.

Roar!!!

The sound waves exploded, and the air around him seemed to be emptied out. Tang Yun's pupils shrank extremely, and the force of the sharp sword in his palm changed again and again, forming layers of sword curtains and making contact with the spear tip one after another.

Every time there was contact, Tang Yun had to take a step back. Every step was accompanied by a loud earthquake noise, and more than a dozen slender cracks appeared.

Seven steps... Tang Yun exhaled a breath of turbid air, injected blood into his arms, relieving the pain and swelling caused by a series of unloading moves, and stared at Zhao Yi who was rushing towards him.

It's now.

It was almost the moment when the opponent's spear broke through the air and pierced his forehead.

Drunken moon.

Tang Yun's foot stumbled as if he was unsteady, and he avoided the opponent's spear by a hair's breadth. Like a drunken man, with erratic and frivolous steps, he actually crossed several feet in an instant and circled around Zhao Yi.

lock up.

Reach for the stars.

Tang Yun seemed to be unable to raise his hand, and handed the sword towards Zhao Yi's chest. Whether it was speed, momentum, or all aspects, it was more than a hundred times worse than before, more like a naughty boy playing...

However, in Zhao Yi's eyes, Tang Yun's figure was a bit erratic, and there was a sense of crisis like needles pricking all over his body. He was not sure where the sword was going to stab him or where it was coming from.

Left, right, or behind?

It's possible, what should I do? How to hide?

After just a moment of hesitation, Zhao Yi suddenly roared, his muscles bulging, and the torrential demonic energy gathered around his body to form a layer of armor glowing with light.

Since you can't dodge, then resist.

Ding~

Tsk!

The collision of blood and demonic energy made Zhao Yi's eyes instantly lock onto Tang Yun, and he pulled the corners of his mouth with a ferocious smile: "Little insect, I finally locked onto you."

His spear trembled slightly, roared like a dragon's roar, drew an arc, and swung it down towards Tang Yun without any fancy, hoping to kill him with one blow and completely end the battle.

Cloud-turning palm.

"You are already dead."

Tang Yun's faint voice suddenly reached his ears, and then the figure in front of Zhao Yi was completely torn apart by the violent spear like a flower in a mirror.

His eyes widened, and his terrifying facial features revealed an obvious look of astonishment: "How is that possible? This is fake..."

boom!

He subconsciously lowered his head and looked at his chest, only to see a clear palm imprinted on his heart. It was struck from behind. It was very powerful, but Zhao Yi didn't feel it at all.

Phew...

There was a brief silence, and then blood and flesh suddenly flew out of Zhao Yi's chest. Along with the broken bones, a large amount of demonic energy overflowed from the transparent hole in his chest.

Tang Yun tightened his hands on Shattered Dreams, and held the sword in both hands to cut across the area. In an instant, it came to the back of Zhao Yi's neck. The sword edge cut through the demonic energy, shattered the flesh and blood, and rubbed against the bones crazily. It was a difficult and extremely stable cut.

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Kaka... The huge head soared into the air, and was immediately crisscrossed by the shadows of swords floating in the air, and was quickly smashed into a puddle of rotten flesh.

Rumble!

The headless corpse slowly knelt down, and the rich demonic energy seeped out from it, quickly flowing towards the altar in front as if it was being sucked out. Immediately after, the altars in various places in the city collapsed, and several substantial beams of light broke through the air, pouring all of them into it.

Inside the altar.

"Yes, you are very good."

Accompanied by hoarse laughter, a thin figure slowly walked out of the dust and smoke, staring at Tang Yun with vertical pupils like poisonous snakes, revealing undisguised greed: "You are a qualified supplement."

"Yeah?"

Tang Yun crushed the corpse and squinted his eyes to look at the evil god who had finally evolved... No, it shouldn't be called evolution, it would be more appropriate to call it a return to the peak.

The eyes on the evil god's forehead shone with a dark light, and his beast-like mouth opened and closed, revealing two rows of sharp teeth: "I thought there were only three Blood Coagulation Realm warriors in the city, but who knew there was a fourth one? It's a pity that you

It's just a little short of making me fall short, which is really...a pity."
To be continued...