Anyone can perish.
The warriors in the human world of the Abyss Realm, even if they have cultivated to the realm of the True Lord, wander outside the realm, and travel to the heavens with their minds, their lifespans are limited.
Although other normal worlds are much better. As long as you develop your own aura, you basically don’t have to worry about your lifespan. However, there are also so-called "human calamities". As long as you are active outside, you may encounter misfortune. Evil, existences with different ideas, have grievances and even life and death.
The demon clan's pollution and parasitism towards the strong is in line with this trend of "annihilation".
Many strong people do not realize that they are being invaded by demons. Even if they are occasionally alert, they only think that when they make a difference, they will inevitably cause some consequences and pay some price.
Mo Changgeng is such a typical example.
He has discovered that his heart has become harder and harder in the past two years, and he has become more and more devoted when studying institutions. For a long time, he has not had any thoughts about other things, but he thought that this kind of concentration is What you should do is not much different from your previous self.
Now that he woke up, he realized how dangerous a situation he had reached.
Mo Changgeng’s spiritual light appeared from the top of his head, vibrating with all his strength.
The demonic energy of Xingtian Armor weakened faster, and the broken pieces of blue-black armor quickly changed, revealing a color as red as fire and as white as jade.
Next to him, Long Ji's lower half of his face was covered by a scarf, and his expression could not be seen. Looking at this scene, he couldn't help but have a flash of thought.
At this moment, he suddenly twitched, and the huge fluctuations of earth energy made him escape instantly.
Su Hanshan’s hand grabbed his shoulder at this moment.
"The five heavenly demons are like the emperor coming in person!"
Su Hanshan's palm instantly changes into five kinds of seals, using the large and small five elements method to decompose and reorganize the demonic energy of the five heavenly demons' attributes. The purple and black demonic energy is everywhere, and there is a hint of the majesty of the original demonic energy.
This move he just thought of.
Although he was originally able to control Yang Su's incomplete aura with his own rational concepts, his cultivation was still much worse than Yang Su's in his prime, and it was even more incomparable with his own body.
But the situation in this time and space has become very special. The will of the great devil from different nodes of time and space is hidden here. What has been precipitated by years of resonance and transformation is not only the power of the devil, but also the wisdom of the devil. .
Su Hanshan’s Six Ways of Control is to use Taishou to live in one’s heart and use the Five Elements externally to control the five demons. As soon as he comes into contact with those various kinds of demonic energies, a large amount of demonic skills and wisdom emerge one after another, and they are all absorbed by him. Temporarily under control.
The combination of ancient, modern and future demonic wisdom allowed him to have the means to briefly simulate the original demonic energy on his own without calling upstream.
At the moment of this simulation, his heart suddenly jumped, and he realized that there was something mysterious and mysterious hidden in the capital.
Su Hanshan didn't stop, but first patted Long Ji's body with his palm, pressing and pumping.
Ang! !
He forcibly pulled out a black dragon-like mark from Long Ji's body.
Su Hanshan blocked the dragon's head with one hand and straightened the entire black dragon with the other hand. Wherever his palm passed, it was like gold and iron colliding, shattering all the black dragon's scales.
"The protection of this dragon demon is a bit interesting, but trying to control people is boring."
Su Hanshan worked his hands together, turning the black dragon with flying scales into a green-gold divine dragon, and penetrated again Within Long Ji’s body.
“You can still use the energy of the earth now, but the decisions you make can be controlled by yourself.”
“This dragon demon is the local snake, and it has the most nourishment, just on the body. The strength is really shocking. Champion Yong can’t hold it for long. You go to the palace first. I believe you will make the right choice.” Then thrown into the palace.
Long Ji looked back in mid-air and found that Su Hanshan was no longer where he was, and he didn't know where he went.
He was thrown out too fast, from the western suburbs to the palace in the blink of an eye.
With Long Ji's cultivation level, he hurriedly adjusted his posture. As soon as he maintained his balance, his feet had already landed on the square in front of the Jinluan Palace.
This square used to be the only way for officials to meet in court. If there was a major event, officials would gather here to wait. Over the years, there have been many renovations, but never once has it been so completely cracked. .
Here, it has been broken into a piece of quicksand. The strata of unknown depth from here have been shaken into powder, and because of the constant vibrations from the ground, the powder flows and churns on its own.
The deep demonic energy was like a boiling soup pot, rising up from between the quicksand.
Long Ji raised his eyes and saw many officials standing there in the corridors of the palace, motionless.
This palace has long been no longer a place where the emperor's concubines and thousands of eunuchs and maids live, but a place where political affairs are discussed through and through.
Most of the compound residences of the former dynasty officials were used for other purposes, while many officials of the new dynasty were in the palace, dividing areas, living and eating, and processing documents.
These officials, who obviously wanted to leave the palace before, encountered Kong Kunhai's roar, were filled with demonic energy, and were temporarily suppressed by the Sanskrit camel bell.
Long Ji strode forward and arrived in front of the Jinluan Hall.
There are no jade dragon chairs in the hall, but there are many wooden chairs and long tables, but they have also fallen to the ground.
There is an iron pile in the middle of the hall, as thick as a bucket, about four feet high, and it leads to an unknown depth underground.
The brave champion is standing next to the iron pile, with both palms pressed on the iron pile, and there is a looming blue dragon-shaped outline beside him.
Long Ji seems to be born with a kind of decisive courage, and he is definitely not an indecisive person. Otherwise, he would not be able to leave Bashu, and he would kill the four great heroes and the leader of the Yiyong Sect alone.
From meeting Fa Hai to being rescued by Su Hanshan just now, although everything happened in a hurry, he had already made an obvious decision in his mind after watching from the sidelines.
No matter what, the devil is not a good thing. The old witch transformed into a dragon devil deserves to die.
He should have taken action against the Dragon Demon as soon as he arrived at the palace, but instead he inexplicably wanted to go to the Golden Palace to have a look, and when he saw the brave champion, he stopped suddenly.
Yong Champion, the head of the Yiyong Sect, has always had a somewhat subtle image in the world.
Because he overthrew the previous dynasty and suppressed the dragon demon, and he was not from a wealthy family.
So in the minds of many people, he is simply not a human being.
But a perfect hero!
Among the folk stories, there are countless stories that directly graft the events of some ancient celebrities onto him, just to highlight his uniqueness and extraordinary birth.
So he not only dug into the neighbor's wall, stole the neighbor's candlelight, but also stayed up in the middle of the night, going out to catch fireflies and coming back to illuminate himself for reading.
But he was born with extraordinary eyesight. In the dark, he could see a louse as big as a wheel and count how many hairs there were on the louse.
He is from a single-parent family, with only a poor and frail old mother. He would sleep on the ice in winter just so that his mother could eat a fish.
He has both parents and many brothers. When he was four years old, he already knew how to give bigger pears to his younger brothers.
He once heard a chicken dancing, threw a whip to cut off a stream, the Foolish Old Man moved a mountain, and led people across a river. He also made eloquent words and made the Buddha statue run away and be exiled for three thousand miles.
When you are born, your home is filled with colorful auras. The mulberry trees outside your house are like the emperor’s canopy. You can kill the white snake with an iron piece.
Of course, in the circle where a few people spread the news secretly, they felt that this kid was just lucky.
Youyi Qiankun took the initiative to give up his position and gave him the Yiyong Sect as the team of the uprising. There was an old monk who repented and used his relics to increase his power. There was a former leader of the Beggar Clan who taught him the power even before his death, allowing him to achieve success. Eighteen Palms of the Dragon.
There is the Marrow Cleansing Sutra of Shaolin that has been lost for thousands of years, which he discovered on a stone tablet, and there is the secret book of state of mind passed down by Patriarch Sanfeng of Wudang Mountain, which was given to him by his confidante before his death.
While fighting against the troll queen mother, there were a bunch of strangers who appeared from nowhere to help.
Long Ji once regarded the brave champion as the one he must kill. The culprit, more than a few times, fantasized about the sanctimonious first meeting of the opponent, and the ugly and ferocious true appearance that would definitely appear in the follow-up.
But when he really saw it, he realized that this man was only thirty years old, with a weathered face and white hair. He was dressed in Jianghu commoner, his arms were exposed, and there were many old scars on his body. The arm is also slightly larger than the left hand.
Because the right hand of the brave champion is not his own, but the hand of Yi Qiankun.
Back then, when the soldiers were in danger and the battle was about to end, the brave champion had his right arm broken and was unable to use his skills. Yi Qiankun was also unable to fight anymore, so he cut off his right arm and let him reattach it.
That is the separation and fusion at the fundamental level. Yi Qiankun has not been able to recover his right arm so far, and only uses a mechanical right hand.
But among the people who met Yong Guanjun at the beginning of his uprising, Yi Qiankun was already the luckiest one.
This veteran often comforted his adopted son and pretended to be a joke.
"Hahaha, I have a share of every great contribution this arm has made on your body. You kid, don't even think about taking away this opportunity for me to gain credit for nothing!"
"You have to take good care of this hand for me, use it well, and show Duoduo's power!"
Yong Champion also lived up to his adoptive father's expectations.
The demonic energy accumulated secretly by the dragon demon, and its extended body are far more powerful than two years ago. Its head is near the capital, and its tail has extended to Bashu, even further than Bashu.
Even if a Zen staff broke a joint, Su Hanshan swallowed part of it.
At this time, the power to break the seal is still so terrifying that it is impossible to see the edge at a glance.
But Champion Yong pressed his palms on the iron stake and the center of the seal, and he was able to contain the power of the dragon demon. The Wu Shi Zhong Qi Chapter of the Marrow Cleansing Sutra is said to be miraculous in healing wounds, and the Nine Heavens True Yuan Qi of Wudang Mountain is the most powerful and gentle.
The fusion of two rare internal powers has made the "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing" of this righteous and brave sect master already extraordinary and holy, and even more extreme.
In terms of the length of his palm power, even in the entire history, he can be said to have touched the ancient times and the present.
Just like the legendary Emperor of Spring, the Wood God Jumang can use his endless vitality to subdue evil dragons. The power of his palms can penetrate hundreds of miles underground, follow the restlessness of dragon demons, lengthen and spread out.
But such a powerful person, such a peerless warrior who pays attention to life, cannot erase the scars on his body, because those scars related to friends are all imprinted in his state of mind, making these scars Pain has long been part of his foundation.
“Little brother.”
Yong Guanjun’s voice was slightly hoarse, “Why are you so sad?”
Long Ji woke up with a start and almost thought he was crying, but when he touched it, There were no tears. I pulled off my scarf with some annoyance and turned it into a long red sword: "Why don't you ask me?"
Champion Yong looked at the outside world with a sad expression. When his eyes fell on Long Ji, he smiled and said, "Aren't you here to help me?"
"I...I am!"
< br>Long Ji's body was full of murderous intent, and red snowflakes were flying around him, like blood and tears. , gritted his teeth and said, "But when I saw you, I really wanted to give you a sword!"
"Since the uprising, so many people have died around you, haven't you ever regretted it?"
< br>Yong Guanjun did not answer, but looked at the young man intently.
Long Ji walked forward: "Have you never been resentful? Resentful of the previous dynasty, resentful of the demons, resentful of the uprising, resentful of this unfair world where good people cannot have a happy ending?"
Yong Guanjun subconsciously retorted: " This is not good.”
He suddenly felt enlightened, and the young man in his eyes had a different feeling: "Who are you?"
The red sword was raised, and in the depths of the void, like the sea opening its gates, a stream of gradually changing colors burst out. The infinite sword light circulates layer by layer, like a storm or a whirlpool.
The space in the Jinluan Hall expanded rapidly, and the sword lights from all four directions finally merged into one, struck straight down, and crashed onto the iron pile.
The dragon's roar came from the ground.
The sword light suddenly condensed and turned into a length of three feet. The sword tip pointed downwards and violently penetrated into the iron pile.
Long Ji pressed his hands on the hilt of the sword and faced Champion Yong face to face: "I am your resentment!!"
Long Ji had already remembered his past. He thought he was He is already a teenager, but it turns out that he is only two years old.
Two years ago, when the world seemed to be peaceful, Champion Yong’s resentment was regarded as an opportunity to become a demon. He was secretly intercepted and transformed into a human being among Bashu.
Although there were many people assisting in the seal against the demons back then, the core line still came from the brave champion.
This person who turned into resentment is actually part of the brave champion. If he uses the power of the dragon demon to destroy the seal and kill those who preside over the seal, he will not really be able to kill all those people.
It will only make them merge into the seal and become deeply possessed.
At that time, the demons no longer need to expend their own power to kill these enemies. All the talents, hard work, potential, and prospects of these enemies will all become the demons' help.
The Dragon Demon’s great cause will continue with this child.
But this child named Long Ji is still a little different. Even though he has been possessed by the dragon demon mark, he has still not been possessed by the demon in two years.
His greatest resentment is not against the world, but only towards Champion Yong, towards "himself".
Even if he doesn't know his origin, even if he is basically a creature transformed by resentment, the dragon demon still has to use a high-sounding lie to deceive him for his own use.
When the mark of the Dragon Demon was transformed by Su Hanshan.
Long Ji could no longer be deceived. The first time he saw Champion Yong, he already understood the whole story.
"The helper the monk found must have seen my origins."
Such a thought flashed through Long Ji's mind.
"So you are..."
Yong Champion paused, showed a surprised smile, and said, "My child!"
Long Ji glanced at him He glanced at it and said: "You guys are too soft-hearted."
Champion Yong's martial arts has gone his own way, completely adhering to his own character. For his weaker opponents, it can be considered a combination of strength and softness that Pei Mo can't match.
But for an opponent like Dragon Demon who has a deeper foundation than him, it seems that he is too long-lasting and not aggressive enough.
The brave champion seems to be able to contain him for a while, but after two quarters of an hour, he will be exhausted.
"So you can only use your palms, but fortunately... I use a sword!"
Long Ji let out a low roar, and his body merged into the sword like a red light and shadow, Keep pressing the blade down.
The demonic energy below rushed up, causing the sword to buzz and tremble.
The brave champion quickly took out a palm and grasped the hilt of the sword. The vast green dragon subduing power poured into the long sword to protect the sword body.
The long sword showed no intention of flinching. Taking advantage of the brave champion's help, the sword suddenly extended, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the dragon demon beneath the ground.
"Dragon?! You are just a long worm hiding in the damp underground. You like the underground, so let me nail you to the ground!"
With the help of the brave champion, Dragon Ji's endurance was greatly increased, and he unscrupulously circulated the modified dragon demon mark in his body.
The more violently the dragon demon's energy counterattacks, the richer the red light emitted from the sword becomes, and the more lethal it becomes.
The roar of the earth dragon demon gradually turned into a wail. The dragon demon's thoughts were sent out crazily, asking for help from the person who helped him two years ago.
"You intercepted the resentment of the brave champion and trained him into this bastard. Now he dares to betray the Ai family. Why don't you take him down?!"
In the historian's mansion, Such sounds echoed.
Tai Shiying sighed softly: "I have raised you to be so fat and strong, and your foundation is far beyond the things that are holding you down, but you still can't break the seal on your own. Alas, you can't feel it. I'm here too. Uninvited guest? ”
She raised her eyes and said, "When an inexplicable big demon appeared and robbed the demonic energy and wisdom generated by our resonance, I knew something was fishy, so I quickly attacked Yi Qiankun, preparing to forcibly demonize him and break the seal. Seal."
"I just didn't expect that Kong Kunhai was targeted by that monk and couldn't stand up at all, and Mo Changgeng was defeated so quickly in front of you."
In front of Tai Shiying.
Veteran Yi Qiankun, holding a broken spring and autumn sword in his left hand, and the green-black mechanical arm in his right hand, twisted like a twist, deformed and scrapped, looked at the historian in shock: "Ying girl, when did you enter A demon?”
“She is not a demon, she is a demon”
Su Hanshan stood behind Yi Qiankun, placing his palms on the veteran's shoulders and looking at Tai Shiying.
Tai Shiying smiled and said: "There are some magical disasters in history that will cause the original deeds to be erased. No one will remember the past history. The historian family exists to remember these histories."
< br>“But historians are also human beings and are also threatened by demonic disasters. Especially when they do these things, they are more likely to be targeted by demons and monsters, which is very detrimental to the inheritance of history, so they came up with a way.”
“They Capture the monster, integrate all the counterfeit objects collected by all means into the monster's body, form a restraint on it, and use this monster to record history. It is also a monster, and its existence is less conspicuous and longer than that of a human historian. "
Yi Qiankun said in despair: "You are the only survivor of the Taishi lineage, so you are the demon? From the beginning, the historian in our rebel army is the demon?"
Tai Shiying smiled: "That's right, but because of my special features, no one can tell that I am a demon. Moreover, I was not strong enough back then, so I thought it would be better not to act as a demon."
"Is your strength enough now?"
Su Hanshan asked back, "In terms of cultivation, the nourishment you have received is still Not as much as the Dragon Demon, but there is something in you that is deeply connected to the original demonic energy."
"It makes me vaguely feel that that thing was born earlier than the original demon king. What is it?”
Even Su Hanshan couldn’t help but feel a little anxious when he asked this question.
Because when he sensed those things with his original demonic energy, the Tai Chi mark of his body and the chaotic light brain that was deeply connected to the Tai Chi mark all had strange feelings and fed back to him.
His tone was profound, and without others noticing, he used all his cultivation to activate the Pure Yang Taoist Heart and the Secret Technique of the Heavenly Demon.
Tai Shiying smiled: "This is..."
Su Hanshan has captured a lot of things in these two words, and his mind was shocked: "Nine levels of abyss?!"< br>
Tai Shiying was suddenly alert, and he stabbed out the hosta in his hand regardless, and communicated the deepest changes according to the instructions of the devil.
(End of this chapter)