Chapter 624 Awkward
After the big demon finished speaking, he kowtowed heavily and lay on the ground, trembling.
He is also the Nascent Soul Demon Emperor, who is usually fierce and powerful, but now he huddles up and lies on the ground, as docile and frightened as a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Snap!
Infinite Vajra was originally chanting the Sutra of Encouragement and twisting Buddhist beads in his hands. When he heard this news, he was so shocked that he even forgot the words of the Buddhist sutra. The beads in his hand broke to pieces and made a crisp sound when they fell to the ground.
Even the Buddha's light field that enveloped the entire hall stopped in an instant.
Not only him, but everyone in the palace was stunned.
Everyone couldn't believe their ears.
Lu Zhenjun?
Iron-winged Dapeng Demon Emperor?
How are the two connected?
How come the demon clan chaos in the Great Central Continent was put down?
These sentences were strung together, and they could hear every word clearly, but they couldn't believe every word.
Everyone turned their attention to the dead demon on the ground. There seemed to be a magic power on its body, attracting everyone's attention and unable to move away.
I saw that this corpse was about several feet in size. All the feathers on its body were like iron, and its whole body was black. The tips of its two iron wings were dark golden, and its two iron claws were an unknown dark brown.
Although this corpse still has the power of death, it is full of huge evil aura, which was condensed after countless killings.
The cause of death was quite simple. There was a huge penetrating wound on his chest and back, which directly shattered his heart.
In addition, there is a hole in the sea of qi in the lower abdomen, which can be inferred that his Nascent Soul body has broken through and escaped.
In addition to a few fatal injuries, the body was covered with bone scars of various sizes, and deep bone scars could be seen. At this time, demon blood was oozing out from the wounds.
The blood fell to the ground like blood-red crystal clear jade beads, scattered on the ground, full and round, and contained huge demonic power. If it was used to make talismans, refine weapons, and refine elixirs, it would be an excellent material.
Looking up again, this big demon head that is so powerful in Central Continent and can stop human children from crying looks very heroic, with golden red eyes, a thin face and a long beak.
But at this moment, his eyes were wide open, as if he couldn't believe until death that his generation of demon emperors had fallen so easily.
Although this demon is naked, its feathers are all erect, and each feather is filled with huge demonic power, ready to go.
Even at this time, the remaining demonic power still made the human monks in the temple feel as powerful as the sea and unable to resist.
In comparison, although the great red eagle demon who grabbed this body and flew into the hall was also from the Nascent Soul demon clan, the pressure of its demonic power was far inferior.
Suddenly, a golden elixir human monk stumbled out of the hall. He stumbled a few times, rolled and crawled, and rushed directly in front of the demon corpse to examine it carefully.
He burst into laughter, and then burst into tears, laughing and crying, and laughing at the same time.
"It's really an iron-winged roc!"
"This monster has destroyed all my families, I recognize him!"
"Iron-winged Dapeng, Iron-winged Dapeng, you also have today!"
It turns out that this golden elixir monk is an elder of the ancient sword village, named Mochou.
When the demon clan of Nanhe Continent rose up and invaded north, the first ones to be uprooted were the two golden elixir sects of Baihemen, the ancient sword village of Ba Kingdom, at the junction of Nanhe Continent and Dazhong Continent.
The monks from Ba gathered in the ancient sword village and resisted fiercely with their formations, but could not capture it for a long time.
The Iron-Winged Dapeng Demon Emperor was furious. He carried the mountain on his back and came to the scene in person. With a flick of his wings, the mountain fell from the clouds, smashing the ancient sword villa and the monks in it to pieces, and then walked away.
A small group of demon soldiers, led by the demon clan leader, took advantage of the situation and occupied the gate of the ancient sword village.
Elder Mochou saved a life. He once saw the iron-winged roc wreaking havoc on the monster, but now that his body was in front of him, he recognized it immediately.
Elder Mochou of Ancient Sword Village had been traveling all over the Central Continent to seek reinforcements for so many years because his sect was destroyed.
Therefore, although his cultivation level is not high, most of the leaders in the palace know him and his origins. He is one of the few human monks who has faced the Iron-Winged Dapeng Demon Emperor and survived.
As soon as he said this, the monks in the hall were in an uproar.
Iron-winged Dapeng Demon Emperor!
This is a heavy stone that has been stuck in the hearts of many monks in Central Continent for decades.
It seems like a peak is insurmountable.
Is it so easy to die now?
And judging from the appearance of the corpse, it was clear that he had been killed in a direct fight with someone.
What did the Red Eagle Demon just say?
Following the orders of True Lord Lu, the demon emperor's body was brought here, and the chaos among the demon clan in the Great Central Continent was thus settled?
Everyone looked at each other.
The news was too shocking, and happiness came too quickly. Everyone was struck by lightning and couldn't react for a moment.
Only Elder Mochou laughed and cried again while kneeling on the ground.
At this time, a deacon disciple of Lingyun Sect flew in from outside the store. Seeing that the Red Eagle Demon was still kneeling on the ground, he breathed a sigh of relief. He bowed and saluted Master Lingyun, sweating profusely.
"Report to the leader."
"Just now this big eagle flew outside the mountain gate, lingered outside, and said it wanted to come in."
"I think he is a demon clan, so of course he will guard the mountain array and dare not put it in."
"This guy said that he had a waistband given to Mr. Lu Zhenjun by his master as proof. He came here on the order of Mr. Lu Zhenjun and can freely enter and exit the mountain protection circle."
"The disciple was too talkative for a moment, so he taunted him that if he had that card, he would just fly in."
"Who knew he would really fly in," the disciple said with a bitter look on his face, "The disciple was so anxious that he sounded the warning bell."
"The mountain-protecting array is obviously normal, but I really don't know what kind of evil magic he used to pass through it and disturb all distinguished guests."
Master Ling Yun already looked numb.
He reached out and made a move, and the jade token that the red eagle demon had spit out from his mouth when he entered the palace fell into his hand.
"Yes, this is indeed the jade pendant given to Lu Zhenjun by my master to enter and exit the mountain gate."
"Go down!"
As if he had been pardoned, the disciple hurriedly turned around and left. For some reason, he always felt that the atmosphere in the hall was quite strange, and he didn't want to stay any longer.
This disciple was very well-behaved and did not forget to close the door when exiting the hall.
There was a squeaking sound.
The door slowly closed.
Whether he is a major cultivator of the Lotus Sect or a native monk of Central Continent, you look at me and I look at you. After getting excited, you suddenly feel speechless and embarrassed.
Monk Dingku, who had been guarding Wuliang Vajra's side, suddenly stepped forward and shouted sternly at the red eagle demon kneeling on the ground.
"Bold and evil, you dare to talk nonsense!"
"This place is thousands of miles away from Yuelu Sect!"
"Lu Zhenjun just left Lingyun Sect last night!"
“It’s only been more than a day so far.”
"If you go by what you said, how can the round trip time match up?"
"Could it be that Lu Zhenjun went all the way into the Yuelu Sect Demon Emperor's cave, passed through the numerous demon clan defense lines, and fought head-on against the iron-winged roc and all the demon emperors?"
"If we speculate based on time, wouldn't it be that he was able to kill the Iron-Winged Dapeng Demon Emperor in just a few moves just like chopping melons and vegetables?"
"How else would you have time to come?"
"Do you think we are all easy to fool?"
Dingku paused his Zen staff and knocked it on the ground to make a sound of gold and stone.
"What kind of secret is there? Hurry up and find out the truth!"
"How did the Iron-Winged Dapeng die? And why is it associated with Lu Zhenjun? How come you have Lu Zhenjun's badge in your hand?"
"You deliberately and fearlessly brought the body of the Iron-winged Dapeng to Lingyun Sect, and then put such a big hat on Lord Lu Zhen's head. What are your intentions?"
"Tell me, is this a conspiracy of your demon clan?"
Dingku asked a series of questions, which ended up sounding like a Buddhist lion's roar, deafening. The Iron-Winged Dapeng Demon Emperor can die, but considering the heinous crimes he committed against the human race, he deserves death.
But he couldn't die so absurdly.
As Dingku said, if this thing is true, doesn't it mean that the famous and powerful iron-winged Dapeng was killed in just a few moves by Lu Zhenjun?
Then what about the thirty-year plot to drive him away that Infinite King Kong just mentioned, wouldn't he be made a clown by foil?
The red eagle demon was shocked when he heard this.
He cried with a sad face.
"I don't know either!"
"Last night the Demon Emperor asked us ten Demon Emperors to drink together."
"Suddenly an iron rod fell from the sky, destroying half of the mountain and directly killing four or five demon emperors."
"The Demon Emperor flew into the sky in anger, and we hurried out to help in the battle."
"That Lord Lu Zhen is standing in the sky," the Red Eagle Demon shuddered as he said this, his eyes filled with terror.
"The Demon Emperor opens his territory and fights with him."
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"Mystical powers and spells collided, and the light shone like daylight. We couldn't see the battle clearly."
"A few of my colleagues and I were flying into the sky, and the body of the Demon Emperor had already fallen from the sky."
"I looked up and saw Lu Zhenjun opening his mouth and spitting out real fire, covering the Demon Emperor's Nascent Soul body as he was about to escape, burning him into ashes."
"We Demon Emperors didn't know whether to fight or flee. Suddenly, a thunderous sword light the size of a palm flashed around us. When I came to my senses, the other Demon Emperors died one after another, leaving me alone."
"Everything I said above is true. If I tell a lie, I will be reincarnated as a rabbit and be eaten by an eagle in my next life!"
The red eagle demon cursed and swore that he had not told lies.
The cultivators in the hall were dazzled and moved.
Traveling for thousands of miles, breaking into the enemy camp alone, fighting against many enemies with one enemy, using unrivaled power in the fight on the opposite side, he destroyed the strong enemies and killed them.
Is this Lord Lu Zhen?
The cultivators in Dazhong Continent were all excited when they heard this, and the bald heads of the Lotus Sect had frost on their faces.
Dingku sneered.
"Humph, of course it's up to you to say what's on your body!"
"Tell me, why did that True Lord kill all the demons and leave you alone?"
The red eagle demon smiled bitterly.
"Master Zhenjun said that I am the only bird among the demon kings and can run relatively fast, so let me run errands and save my life."
"He thought I was slow, so he used secret techniques on me to burn my original demonic power, so he was able to reach Lingyun Sect in half a day."
"In the future, I can only keep the golden elixir cultivation."
"If you don't believe it, you can also search my soul. The divine memory cannot be faked!"
Some of the cultivators who were good at medicine came out and hurriedly checked the body of the Red Eagle Demon. They carefully used their magic power to examine the body and nodded, saying that what he said was true.
The Nascent Soul Body within his body has shrunk to half, and is still melting at a rapid rate. He is about to retreat from the Nascent Soul Body into the Golden Core Qi Sea. Only a trace of the huge demonic power remains in the sea of Golden Core Qi. The demon consciousness is exhausted. He may have really traveled thousands of miles in half a day. That’s how it got to this point.
Irritated and determined, I took a few steps to grab him.
"Okay, let the poor monk search for your soul!"
He just didn't believe that the Red Eagle Demon was telling the truth.
If it is true, it is appalling.
Lu Zhenjun killed the long-famous Iron-winged Dapeng so easily.
Doesn't it mean that if he wanted to, it would only be a matter of a few moves to kill the immeasurable Vajra, a living Buddha with boundless power in the hearts of the monks of the Lotus Sect?
He pressed his five fingers on the head of the red eagle demon and immediately used the secret method of Buddhism.
This red eagle demon had been picked up and released by Lu Zhenjun before, and he had completely lost his temper. He bowed his head and let him search for his soul.
Dingku cast a spell and saw a green light emitting from the top of the red eagle demon's head.
That is the memory of the sea of consciousness that I experienced last night from the first perspective of the Red Eagle Demon. It cannot be faked.
But I saw a big hall.
The Iron-Winged Dapeng Demon Emperor was sitting on a high chair in the main hall, and the Ten Demon Emperors were separated into two rows and were drinking.
The sound of silk and bamboo could be heard in the shop, and there were a row of rat and cat demons on both sides of the wall holding musical instruments, shaking their heads and playing.
In the middle of the hall, a group of fox demon women dressed up were singing and dancing.
Suddenly a stick came from the sky, the hall collapsed and dust flew up.
The iron-winged roc soared into the sky in anger, and the surviving demon emperors followed closely.
In the sky, a human figure stood there with an ordinary appearance. It was Lu Zhenjun who had left without saying goodbye and was rumored to have gone straight to the East China Sea.
The iron-winged roc roared upwards, like a shooting star, streaking across the sky so fast that the low-level monks could not catch its figure.
Lu Zhenjun was not afraid and swooped down, his speed of escaping light was not inferior.
The two went up and down, slamming into each other, refusing to give in to each other. In an instant, the sky shook and the earth shook. The collision of magical powers and dazzling white light flooded half of the sky.
Waiting for the light to dissipate, the huge body of the iron-winged roc fell from the sky.
The Red Eagle Demon and several Demon Emperors were wandering around when a spindle-shaped thunder ball the size of a palm suddenly jumped out of the void around them.
This thunder ball was as fast as fire, as fast as light, swaying and dragging in the air, leaving a shadow. Wherever it passed, the demon kings screamed, and their bodies withered and collapsed into fly ash.
Leading it to the red eagle demon, Zhenjun Zhenlu gathered his magic power and lowered his hand to block the terrifying thunder ball, and grabbed the eagle demon into the palm of his hand with his backhand...
"Ah..."
Dingku staggered back, his face ashen.
Divine memory cannot be faked.
Everything he searched for just now was indeed what the Red Eagle Demon saw with his own eyes last night.
Dingku no longer has the courage to read any more.
Just seeing Lu Zhenjun's methods made him shudder. If he listened to the other party's words again, he was afraid that he would be lacking in Taoism.
At the same time, he also understood why the Red Eagle Demon was so well-behaved. He was really frightened by the death of the Demon Emperor and all the Demon Emperors.
The opponent defeated them effortlessly with one enemy and many enemies. The image of invincibility was engraved in his heart, so he naturally did not dare to resist.
The cultivators in the palace looked at me and I looked at you. Finally, laughter burst out. It turns out that our human race also has such a powerful true king!
At the same time, many monks felt ashamed.
We have misunderstood Lu Zhenjun.
He left without saying goodbye in the middle of the night to help us deal with this mortal enemy of the human race. As a result, we mistakenly thought that he was not responsible and went home directly.
Mr. Lu Zhen is truly a role model for our human monks. We judge the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.
Amidst the laughter of the cultivators, the Infinite King Kong, which had soared high to the top of the palace and had reached its peak in momentum, quietly floated down again and sat on Protector Lu.
Protector Lu saw with his own eyes the ease with which the Iron-Winged Peng was killed, and he considered what would happen if it were him.
In an instant, his whole body trembled, his tail drooped, and his body shrank in size, shrinking from the size of an elephant to a puppy in an instant.
He closed his mouth tightly, lowered his eyebrows and frowned, and lay down on the chair. There was still a rattling sound coming from him. It turned out to be because he was afraid of his teeth chattering.
Who knows?
This old bald donkey was kind enough to lend me a knife, and he just killed a human leader.
I thought that the old bald donkey was the most powerful human being and could cover me.
Looking at it now, he is still far away.
If Lu Zhenjun comes back, I wonder if he will punish me for cannibalism?
Oops, I was really killed by this bald donkey!
(End of chapter)