Chapter 656 Wings of the Demon Lord
The blue thunder and lightning in the sky reflected the long night world like daylight, and the sky was like a huge thunder pool.
Thunder disaster has a wide scope, and the ghosts and evil spirits in the mountains are swept away by the thunder light, and all their bodies and souls are wiped out.
Zang Xin’s face is extremely ugly, and the thunder on the mountain is the thunder tribulation that should be overcome in the tribulation realm.
With his current level of cultivation in the two realms of transcending the tribulation and combining the gods, not to mention the edge of the Soul Kai thunder tribulation, he can still escape unscathed even if he goes deep into the center of the thunder tribulation.
But in this sea of thunder and calamity, he actually felt a sense of awe that was hard to look up to.
Just the lingering thunder, fire and thunderbolts left indelible black marks on his body, let alone going deep into the top of the mountain.
Suddenly there was a faint sound of footsteps beside me.
Zang Xin looked sideways as Shu Ci walked out slowly. She approached the area affected by the lightning disaster as if there was no one else around, raised her delicate little hand and gently fished it into the lightning.
The fingertips were surrounded by the brilliance of thunder flakes. They were not afraid of the power of the thunder disaster at all, and they were not like Buried Heart, who was struck by thunderbolts and left scorched black marks on his body.
This small move made Zang Xin's pupils shrink severely, and his eyes were fixed on Shu Ci's white as new hand, his eyes not looking deep.
For a long time, Shu Ci's cultivation has been a mystery. Zhan Xin has never had the opportunity to confront her head-on, and there is no way to find out her true identity.
I only know that the gap between him and Shu Ci must have been difficult to close in recent years.
But I never expected that her strength was hidden so deeply!
In other words... she doesn't bother to hide it at all, and the power of the tip of the iceberg revealed in her occasional behavior is enough to shock and tremble.
Such a person who is difficult to control is willing to secretly support His Highness Shaojun. I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse.
Shu Ci gently rubbed his fingertips and sniffed for a moment. A sharp light suddenly flashed through his eyes that seemed to never wake up and could not open wide.
Her eyelashes were drooped, casting a gloomy shadow, which made the dark gray bags under her eyes even darker.
“The aura of the Nether Dragon is very heavy...”
“The Nether Dragon!” At this moment, the expressions of all the demons present changed greatly, and their eyes showed panic: “How could it be the Nether Dragon? Dragon! Didn’t that evil die in the earth? How could it appear on Tiangan Mountain?”
Ning Feiyan frowned, and for some reason, her heart felt inexplicably tight.
Even though the thunder in the mountain was dazzling, she still couldn't look away. She subconsciously stared at the thunder calamity on the top of the mountain. The person standing under the thunder seemed as if he might be struck by the power of this world at any time. On the swallowing little figure.
Thunder clouds continued to gather towards the top of the mountain dome. Before a dragon-shaped thunderbolt dispersed, several terrifying thunder and lightnings like sky pillars blasted out from the clouds again. The thunder light in the thunder pool overflowed like the moonlight. Come.
Not to mention standing directly under the thunder disaster, even Ning Feiyan, who was a mountain away, could feel the power of the disaster that was difficult to resist.
The thunder tribulation contained a bone-deep murderous intention, which instantly made the hairs on her body stand up.
No one in the scene could be more intimidated by the Minglong than Mi Lu. His face was sullen and filled with deep fear:
"Could it be that the Minglong is here to survive the tribulation? Why not do it here? What? Why don’t you rush in and stop this thunder catastrophe!” He glanced at Milu and said sarcastically:
“This is not an ordinary thunder disaster. These thunder and lightning have the same ability as the dark dragon. They can eat the power of demons and demons and breed and strengthen themselves. If His Highness is so helpless, If I rush in blindly, I'm afraid I'll only end up with a thunder calamity for the whole day."
Mi's face was stiff and she didn't dare to make any more moves.
Ning Feiyan suddenly said: "I'm afraid things are not that simple. There is a person in the mountain who can overcome the tribulation. If he cannot survive the natural tribulation, this unnatural thunder tribulation will not disappear and will only continue to accumulate in the demon world. , swallowing up the demonic energy between heaven and earth until not a single inch of land can survive. "
Mi Lu said in a horrified voice: "I have never heard of such a disaster!"
Ning Feiyan glanced at him lightly: "Has your Highness seen it now?"
Milu was blocked and speechless, and his chest was tight and blocked.
Zang Xin, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly made a move and took out a small cyan sword from the Qiankun bag. The blade of the sword was filled with Qingmeng Tiangang's righteous energy, and the sword energy vaguely resembled the scattered splendor of a lotus.
He held the sword formula in his mouth, and the small sword in his fingers came out in an instant. It went through thunder and lightning and went deep into the mountains.
The small sword rose in the wind, and the sword light turned into a dragon. In an instant, it turned into a huge blue sword, like a monument or a palace, with the green dragon holding the sword, standing majestically between heaven and earth.
The Qinggang Lotus Sword Qi kept coming and going, soaring straight up into the thunder pond.
Ning Feiyan narrowed his eyes: "Heart Burial River Master is a good trick. If I read it correctly, this green flying sword must be forged from the sword soul stone on Baituo Mountain. The sword is attached to The fire spirit is also the Lotus Fire of Taixuan Sect, and the green dragon inscription on the sword is It looks very similar to the Qinglong Palace Pattern of Cangwu Palace.
The final treasures of the three righteous sects are gathered on one sword, which makes me more and more curious about the death of the Lord of the Buried Heart River in the human world. What is the identity hidden? ”
The Dark Dragon was born in the Nine Nether Abyss. It was born from the filth of eating demons and became stronger due to demonic energy?
The combined sword of the three qi of heaven and earth cannot completely kill Minglong, but it can also effectively cancel out the qi catastrophe of Minglong.
Zang Xin ignored Ning Feiyan's verbal temptation. He seemed to have spent a lot of energy in driving the sword, and ferocious veins popped up on his forehead.
"I suppress this calamity with the Green Dragon Lotus Fire Sword. I also ask you to quickly set up a heaven-sealing barrier to eliminate all the evil breath of heaven and earth except for the thunder calamity. Don't shout..."
Before he finished speaking a hurried sentence, a dragon-shaped thunder calamity seemed to feel the uninvited approach of the sword, roared, and swooped down with thunder all over the sky.
The green dragon giant sword and the thunder light collided fiercely. The cold iron was like flying sawdust, while the thunder light was steady and motionless, like a hammer falling from the sky.
The veins on Zian Xin's forehead were bulging with blood. He spat out a mouthful of bright red blood with a pop, and took three steps back with his hair disheveled.
He watched in horror as his cyan flying sword turned into powder in the lightning.
This lightning disaster seems to be too unusual.
The thunder calamity that enveloped the entire Tiangan Mountain seemed to be furious. After devouring the Azure Dragon Lotus Fire Sword, it actually began to spread around.
Zang Xin vomited blood and said in horror: "Back off! Back off!"
He spoke like this, and the demons did not dare to delay at all, and retreated several feet away.
Even Shu Ci didn't care about him, and his indifferent little face rarely showed some caution.
Ning Feiyan frowned and looked at the unmoving back of the female demon king: "Your Majesty..."
The sound of electric current above the female demon king's head hissed, and her The black and golden monarch's robes swept up and danced, and with the sound of hunting, the lightning in front of Ning Feiyan was suddenly shrouded in a layer of pure black, followed by a strong wind.
Ning Feiyan stood up with her feet off the ground. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the dark wings fluttering behind the Demon Lord. They were half folded in front of her. The black feathers were flying in the sky, and the thunder tribulation was actually unable to get within three feet of her.
This was the first time Ning Feiyantou saw the Demon King summon his wings and face the world in this posture.
I saw that she neither retreated nor advanced. Although the pair of black wings blocked the dragon-shaped thunder disaster for her, Ning Feiyan did not see the red gold flowing feathers between her dark wings. Although she is in the throne, she is different from Young Master Milu. It is an indisputable fact that she was born with incomplete wings.
This is why she never shows her wings in front of the world.
The wings born from a generation of demon kings are ninefold similar to those of ordinary winged demons.
But now, on this land, under the thunder tribulation, the Demon King summoned his wings, looking up at the stars in the sky with endless anger hidden in his eyes.
Thunder struck on her black wings, making a loud sound.
The blue thunder waves gradually brewed into deep purple in the mountains, and Tiangan Mountain sank toward the earth inch by inch, as if it was difficult to withstand the power of heavenly calamity.
While the earth was sinking, on the top of the mountain, that small figure jumped up in the deep purple thunder. In that world of thunder and rain, there was a distant sound. The heavy mountain-shaking Kunlun sound.
The small figure seemed to be lifted up by an unparalleled force, and it sank into the thunder pond like a white rainbow piercing the sun. It was like water dripping into the abyss, and was instantly swallowed up without leaving any ripples.
The female devil's eyes were cold, and her half-folded and half-stretched wings suddenly stretched out. She took three steps backwards towards the mountain, and the black feathers whipped up by the strong wind showed a few traces of blood.
At this moment, time seemed to become extremely long.
There was a loud bang.
The thunder pool hanging upside down in the air seemed to be suddenly overturned by a big hand, and the thunder light poured down like a waterfall, just like the clear light of glass that purified the world.
The terrifying sound of thunder caused the demons at the foot of Tiangan Mountain to temporarily become deaf, and the air in the surrounding areas exuded a strong aura of anxiety.
The thunder dragon in the sky was quickly swallowed up and covered by the night clouds and the wind, and the wildly dancing black feathers became lighter in the wind.
The thunder in the sky became weaker and weaker, and the majestic mountain tops seemed to have been washed by water, with no grass growing, and the surface of the ground was forged into a layer of jade-like texture.
The Tribulation Ash Thunder Fire was defeated and opened up, like a firework that came to an end and died out.
In the midst of the fireworks, a withered shadow floated down as if its weight had been emptied.
The female demon king, who had taken three steps against the calamity, suddenly felt the pressure of the thunder calamity around her dissipate. The falling figure was reflected in her sight. Her robes fluttered, her wings fluttered, and she spread her arms to hug the young man who fell from the sky.
The boy's hand was so hot that it made her hands numb.
His body temperature at this moment was not at all like that of a corpse demon, and his unusually pale skin showed no signs of being burnt by lightning.
There is an indescribable jade-like brilliance flowing between the pores and skin, as if the entire pool of thunder and calamity has been poured into this body, overflowing uncontrollably over the skin. outside.
The black feathers in the long wind between heaven and earth flicked the blood drops, which splashed on Balian's pale neck like cinnabar weeping blood.
Then the blood quickly bloomed into a bright red Three Ways Flower, blooming in flames between her skin, silently swallowing up the demonic energy emanating from inside and outside her body.
The veins of red flowers and leaves snaked all the way down his neck. The female devil moved her eyes slightly and opened his clothes.
But under his heart, there was a blood-colored bead, which was weakly releasing a weak brilliance.
That light is swallowing up the remaining wisp of dragon breath.
Under the absorption and blooming of the bright red Bana flower, the absorbed demonic energy is turned into nutrients like rain and dew, and is integrated into the bead bit by bit, spreading it bit by bit like a seed. Raised a bit.
This thing seems to be... a corpse bead?
Furthermore, Balian was able to survive the thunderstorm just now, and it seemed that he relied solely on the power of this corpse bead to protect his vitality.
But how come this corpse bead is so small, as big as a grain of rice, and does not look like a normal corpse bead at all, but it has bloodline power that surpasses that of a dark dragon.
She frowned slightly, as if thinking of something, she groped along the skin of Balian's chest with her palms, covering his abdomen, and felt the presence of the second corpse bead again.
Shock and confusion appeared in the female devil's eyes.
How could a corpse demon possess two corpse beads? !
The female devil lowered her head, looking at his handsome and pale face, and gradually fell into a trance. The scarlet anger in her eyes seemed to be calmed down instantly, and turned into a look of contemplation.
The remaining light of the calamity fire has dissipated.
The demons were waiting at the foot of the mountain with lingering fear. They were shocked and speechless as they looked at the dying young river lord in the arms of His Majesty the Demon Lord.
Milu had no idea what was going on, and he couldn't understand why Bailian was the one who suffered the disaster. What shocked him even more was why he was still alive.
He looked at the female devil with a bad look, thinking that she was doing all this again, and said in a deep voice: "What on earth is going on?"
The female devil showed her wings indifferently. In front of everyone, he gently raised his body half up and wrapped Balian's hot body.
The black feathers swaying in the wind brushed away the remaining embers of the calamity fire between heaven and earth, and their calm and natural movements looked a bit gentle and caring.
She did not say anything, but Shu Ci, who had always been taciturn, spoke lightly: "Obviously, this kid entered the tribulation with the life soul of the Nether Dragon, and used this life to cross the ninth level and successfully overcome the tribulation."< br>
The first level of spiritual inheritance, breaking through the realm and crossing the soul tribulation...
Shu Ci spoke in a light tone, but no one could imagine how difficult and dangerous this process was.
Mi Lu's eyes were uncertain, and in the end, he could only laugh twice: "Sichen River Master is really courageous."
Shu Ci spoke again, with a tone of voice There was no hesitation at all: "Your Highness, how can this boy possess the dragon soul of a dark dragon?"
Milu and Zhanxin froze in place as if suffocated, their faces pale.
After being stunned for several times, all the demon ministers finally realized the meaning of these words. Their eyes subconsciously fell on Bailian, and suddenly their hearts jumped with fear, and a thought appeared in their hearts. idea.
Could it be that the dark dragon under the earth's veins... really died in the hands of this kid?
What is even more terrifying is that he not only killed the Dark Dragon, but also did something that ordinary people simply cannot do.
He actually pulled out the dragon soul of the great dragon clan and used it for himself to overcome the disaster.
"Heh..." At this time, a chuckle came from the female devil's mouth.
She raised her eyebrows and said meaningfully: "My memory is not very good. Just now the Lord of the Heart-Burning River said, if Master Si Chen is really capable of killing the Dark Dragon, how will you treat him?"
The eyelashes under the heart-burial mask could not help but gradually tremble, and the teeth made a slight clicking sound.
This time, he really shot himself in the foot.
(End of this chapter)