Chapter 225 224. The Demon and Yan City, Terrifying Means (5.6K Words - Please Subscribe)
Song Yan originally thought it would be difficult to find the Demon Dragon. At least the Demon Dragon should also hide its head and show its tail and run around in a daze. After all, the Lord of Heaven and Earth was obviously staring at it.
But
He was wrong.
Because the demon actually built a city.
A mortal city in the low-level Xuandi Cultivation Land was transformed into a demon city.
Song Yan didn't even need to ask too much, just let go of his spiritual sense and listened to it, and he could know the name of this city - Dayandu.
The wild goose capital is actually called "Dayandu". I don't know whether it is the false pronunciation or the meaning of the word "风", so it is called the wild goose capital.
There are ordinary people in the geese.
The people have nowhere to go, they can only live here, and they are in danger.
The word "Dayandu" naturally expresses the idea of the demon - the Doomsday Taotie, who uses the people as a feast and carnival.
But the rabbits don’t eat grass by their nests, so the demons naturally want to have a comfortable place to stay, instead of staying in the wilderness all day long, looking like a savage who eats raw meat and blood, so this capital where mortals and demons coexist.
The outer city of this capital is lived in by the people.
The inner city is the demon.
The most core building in the inner city is called the Octagonal Blood Containment Building.
This building is the place where transactions are "hosts", intelligence exchanges, and teaming.
The demons will bring "powerful monks who are not suitable for their own use" here for exchange.
There are mysterious array covers provided by several demons around the octagonal blood consecration building. Even if the god-transforming monk touches this array cover, he will be like a "little insect falling into a spider web", and he will have to struggle for a while.
Of course, the god-transforming monk could naturally struggle out, but during his struggle, the demons stationed in the Octagonal Blood Deed Building had already noticed and went out, and then tied the "good goods" that had fallen into the trap and placed them on the shelves.
If you want to enter this Octagonal Blood Constitution, the only passage is a trestle.
There are naturally demons guarding the pier.
Especially today.
It is because today that the second floor owner of the Octagonal Blood Confission Building finally tamed a very excellent host and will take over him today.
Such great news naturally needs to be known to everyone in the city, especially the monks.
If they don’t know, how could they find ways to save people?
If you don’t come to save people, where will the new goods come from?
The demons like this very much.
Especially the publicity of "Sword Cultivation Host" is even more enjoyable.
The reason is also very simple. Sword cultivators need to talk about their hearts. This is. If they know that their colleagues, friends, or even lovers are about to be taken over by the demons, if they don’t come, they are weak and they are retreating.
Demons, they love sword cultivators the most.
Today, the second floor owner is also a sword cultivator.
"I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Yan Zhang is still alive."
A voice of secret discussion came from outside the city.
The person who made the voice was wearing a blue shirt, his temples were white, but his eyes were as clear as a child, and his waist was surrounded by a wooden sword. This is a powerful sword cultivator in the Sword Alliance, with a late-stage divine infant realm, named He Yueren.
Although He Yue people were in the late stage of the Divine Infant, they have worked hard to practice the martial arts of a powerful man named "Ku Rong Sword Lord" in ancient times - "Ku Rong Sword Sutra".
This technique was given by the old man from the Sword Alliance.
At first, the sword cultivators were still scheming, worried that if they succeeded in their cultivation, they would be descended by the gods.
But in fact, "the arrival of heaven and man" has never happened once.
This made them feel at ease.
He Yue people have been practicing on the True Spirit Jade Platform until now, and their strength is only less than that of the Transformation of God. What they lack is naturally the accumulation of the Soul Threshold Evil Treasure.
Another sword cultivator was a red cultivator with a bulging breast. Although this woman was charming, she was a little ruthless. Her hair was moving without wind, barefoot, and a red rope with a golden bell.
This woman was Feng Qiangwei, the "blood plum blossom" who turned from the Seven Great Bandits to the Sword Alliance. When Song Yanchu went to the second-level Xiu Xuandi, she almost even became a disciple, but her qualifications were too poor and she was rejected.
Feng Qiangwei replied: "Yes, fellow Taoist Yanzhang is in the Octagonal Blood Confiscation Building. He is today's bait. He fishes for people like you and me. I will not save people. If I fall into the hands of the demon, my fate will be decided long ago."
He Yueren said, "It's not a reckless person to enter. I have a treasure that can be decorated with the aura of a demon, and then enter from the trestle and brightest. At that time, I will wait for an opportunity to save fellow Taoist Yan Zhang."
Feng Qiangwei shook her head slowly.
He Yueren looked at other companions next to him again.
The companions communicated with each other, but two people still stood up and stood beside He Yueren.
"The sword heart is so hard that it is, the sharper it is. We have no way to go, and we are just a sea of suffering. But being suppressed by the sea of suffering also has the advantage of being suppressed, that is, we can seek swordsmanship regardless of strength. The stronger the swordsmanship at this time, the stronger the breakthrough will inevitably be."
The speaker is named Han Wuyi. His left eye is wrapped in ice silk ribbons. His right pupil is red for some reason. It is covered with blood, which shows that it is too mysterious or too crazy. However, the red eyes that should have been crazy are obviously calm at this time, giving people a sense of tranquility on the eve of a storm, and like a volcano erupting at any time.
What Han Wuyi practiced was also a sword art of an ancient powerful man.
To this day, they have understood the situation of this world.
It is nothing more than following the Lord of Heaven and Earth, destroying the demons, delaying the arrival of the end of the world as much as possible, and then becoming as strong as possible before this.
Then we take one step at a time.
The Lord of Heaven and Earth will arrange everything.
The other person is a female cultivator named Ye Yanlan.
He Yueren saw that the two of them were determined, nodded deeply, and said "Okay".
After several hours.
Three figures exuding the aura of demons carefully walked towards the pier leading to the Octagonal Blood Constitution.
The deeper you go, the more wrinkled vines around the walls will be entangled. The moat under the trestle is bubbling with bubbles. You can vaguely see some weird fish wandering in the water, as well as hideous ghosts squatting and in the corners.
These ghost ash are powerful monsters that have been tamed, with at least the level of purple palace, and their function is to smell and negative bridge.
The trestle is not a straight line, but an eighteen curved bridge of white bones.
The bridge pier is this ghost turtle.
Whenever there is an existence that is not a demon, the ghost ark will scream directly.
He Yueren and the other three carefully passed the first white bone bridge, but the ghost awn did not scream.
When they continued to walk to the second place, Gui Ao still didn't shout.
They continued walking calmly, but no one noticed a corner building next to the pier.
In the corner tower, a black shadow was staring at them, his mouth slowly opened, showing a stern smile.
This black shadow is called "Zhongzhenren", and is a powerful person in the sea of bitterness and corruption.
It is not easy to be born.
Back then, it sought an opportunity to spread a technique called "Taishang Zhenying Jue" in a sea area of the Star Luo Realm.
Any cultivator who practices this technique is fast and good at cultivating Xuan.
However, those monks will have hallucinations during their practice. The higher the realm, the heavier the hallucinations, and sometimes they can’t even tell whether they are bugs or humans.
Of course, the final result of practicing the "Taishang True Infant Art" is to cultivate your divine baby into a "blood sacrifice insect".
When the blood sacrifice of insects reaches nine, the insect real person will emerge from the world, jump out of the sea of suffering, and come to the world to participate in this doomsday feast.
At this time, it was in the Octagonal Blood Constitution, watching the three sword cultivators pretending to be demons and entering.
It is the owner of the eighth floor here and is also responsible for the trest area. Because of its special power, it is particularly sensitive to the perception of breath.
"In the Octagonal Blood Confission Building, first see, first serve, they are my goods." Zhenren Chong looked at him calmly, and was about to call the three people out of their identities and then take action directly.
Although the other party is strong, once it is called out, it will fall into the demon's lair. Where can I escape?
The insect real man was slightly transporting his power and was about to make a sound, but it suddenly came into the air.
A "shh" sound indicating the forbidden sound appeared in its spiritual consciousness.
Zhen Zhong was stunned and was so scared that he almost jumped up.
It was so close that it did not notice it at all, this was the first time since it existed.
How is this possible?
The insect real man mechanically released his spiritual sense and looked behind him, but he saw nothing. He turned his head again and saw a person wrapped in a gray cloak and unable to see the outline.
It can't smell any human aura from this person, no. It can't smell any of it.
It had no idea what kind of monster was that silently appeared behind it at this moment.
"You are you," Zhenren asked in a trembling voice.
Song Yan raised his hand to grab its face, and the almost completed "free" words around him moved, and instantly turned the treacherous and cunning demon into a divine consciousness without self-consciousness and put it outside his soul. Then he looked at the direction of the trest bridge and exuded an unconcealed terrifying aura towards the three people including He Yueren, who were leading and disguised as a demon.
He Yue people stopped immediately and sweated.
Han Wuyi, who was beside him, and the female cultivator named Ye Yanlan, also stopped immediately.
Han Wuyi was shocked by this shock, and his eyes were so bloody like vines bulging, his brain was frantically chaotic, and he instinctively wanted to take action against the sword. Fortunately, He Yue was calm and held his hand.
The three of them looked at each other and they saw extremely solemnity in each other's eyes.
The three of them quickly conveyed their thoughts to each other. "There is a very terrifying existence on the corner tower on the left. It shouldn't notice us, otherwise it should take action"
"I have seen the God Transformation Realm, but the God Transformation Realm is not as powerful as it is. How could there be such a terrifying existence among the demons?"
"Since there is such an existence among the demons, it is meaningless for us to continue moving forward. This is also an important information. It is better to go to a safe place quickly and report to the old man."
Even if the sword cultivator has the intention to face difficulties, he will not be stupid enough to die if he knows it is completely invincible.
Although the Demon's Lair is terrible, they are quick to go in and out, and sneak attacks from the secret, and they still have some chance of winning. But now the terrifying existence of this corner tower gives them the feeling of "raising their fingers to crush them to death". If they still want to move forward, it is not bravery, but stupidity.
He Yueren and three other sword cultivators quietly retreated, and quickly escaped after leaving the area of the Octagonal Blood Confiscation Building.
Song Yan watched them leave and then withdrew his gaze.
When he turned into a member of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, he was released by the He Yue people.
Although that didn't really spare him, he was a person who liked good fate.
He Yue people gave him this good relationship, and today he will return good things with good things.
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This practice makes him feel happy, feel that there is still light in the world, and that "good will be rewarded with good and evil will be rewarded with evil" still exists.
There is no need to know, but once it is used, Song Yan feels the horror and specialness of his "free" words.
As long as the target has a lower understanding of the natal text than his, as long as the target has no soul, he can take his body at will, and the divine thoughts and causality will be transformed into a part of himself.
Zhenren Chong, such a powerful person who is comparable to the Nine-Son Demon Mother, has been transformed into his own part in an instant.
However, Song Yan soon felt the problem of "free" words again.
Although he seized the divine consciousness of "Zhongzhenren", he did not gain any improvement in his power from this action.
Zhen Zhongren is like a piece of clothing. He wears it, but after losing it, he is still him. He will not become stronger because he has worn that piece of clothing. At most, he has mastered several new secret techniques, that's it.
In the past, he also felt that "the strong can be exhausted to death", but now he has seen from himself that "this point does not apply to high levels."
A strong man is really a one-handed way to cover the sky.
One hundred low-level energy consumption is high-level?
That's totally funny.
For example, now he is no longer able to be exhausted by these ordinary little guys at the level of corruption.
To fight, they have to let the Fire Demon Dragon and the Qian-throated Sword Mother, who was at the end of the Heart Demon Sword Prison, come over, so that they can barely have a chance of winning.
Song Yan stood in front of the window of this small corner building, naturally exuding the breath of Zhenren of the Insect, while looking at the towering and mysterious Demon City.
As he looked at it, he couldn't help but smile and said in his heart: "Maybe the Lord of Heaven and Earth really doesn't have much power. If he could still be like the past, how could such a demon city appear under his nose?
The existence of this wild goose capital is a manifestation of the weakness and incompetence of the master of heaven and earth.
Whether it is Tang Yanzhang or He Yue people, they are just training some of the techniques that the Lord of Heaven and Earth uses in stock.
Although I can't do this, over time, I will gain more divine thoughts and naturally I will master a lot of exercises. I may not be able to be the master of heaven and earth. ’
Immediately, he was stunned again, shook his head and rejected his opinion.
The word "free" in the natal world has already destined that the best way for him is not to create a world by himself, but to take his life while he is sick and take over the body of a world by taking advantage of his illness.
However, once people know about his existence, almost everyone wants to destroy him, and the powerful will go directly to kill him from thousands of miles away.
If he appears in a certain Xiu Xuan land, he will definitely be the target of "jointly exterminated by various major forces."
Song Yan thought for a brief moment and felt that the word "free" was like "Yu Shou Daoguo", a force that could not be seen, otherwise he would suffer a great disaster.
Thinking of this, Song Yan suddenly laughed a little.
‘I don’t know how to deal with this end of the world now, and these things are too far away. If they are really surrounded and suppressed by major forces, that would be a good thing. At least it means that I have successfully escaped here and entered a larger world. ’
Song Yan no longer thought about it.
The second floor owner's house-taking banquet is about to begin.
From the thought of Zhenren Chong, he already knew that the second floor owner was the poisonous demon dragon among the demon dragons.
He walked away, and no one suspected that he met the demon along the way. Although he changed his appearance, he was the breath of Zhenren.
For the demon, appearance is not important, what is important is the breath.
Gurgle
Deep in the Octagonal Blood Constitution, an inner poison pool was steaming with strange green mist.
In the mist, a handsome boy was hanging his hands with his hands, bound by shackles.
He is Tang Yanzhang of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.
Everyone thought he died tragically at the hands of the poisonous dragon, but they never thought that he was soaked day and night in this poisonous room.
Compared with the "Karma Fire" of the Fire Demon Dragon, the poisonous Demon Dragon is better at boiling frogs in warm water. It can use toxins to subtly change all the cause and effect and all beliefs of a strong man, so that it will be completely in line when it becomes its own body, without any resistance.
Tang Yanzhang is obviously a strong man.
At this time, the poisonous demon dragon was parasitizing in an ordinary female cultivator. She pushed the door and came to the poison pool. Looking at the hanging boy's body, she smiled charmingly, "It's almost done."
The boy lowered his head, raised his eyes hard when he heard the sound, but he could not see anything and felt it. He just vaguely felt that an existence he had to obey was approaching.
The poisonous demon dragon stepped onto the poison pool, came to him, raised his chin, and said, "Call me master."
Tang Yanzhang said, "Master."
The poisonous demon dragon said, "You will become a part of me, help me devour life in this world, and then turn it into my nutrition. Are you willing?"
Tang Yanzhang said, "I'm willing."
The poisonous demon dragon giggled, like a silver bell, and said, "I still remember your arrogant look back then. It is worthy of being the container of heaven and man chosen by the Lord of Heaven and Earth. "Sword Dian" Dugu Jin, I have heard of his name. That year, he walked from the sea of suffering, and I also met him once, and I was almost killed by him."
Tang Yanzhang:
The poisonous demon dragon said, "Okay, the time is up. I hope today's banquet will have extremely unexpected visitors.
Tang Yanzhang, do you think Jianmeng will arrange someone to save you? ”
After saying that, it laughed again, then grabbed Tang Yanzhang from the poisonous pool, pulled the shackles and threw them to the edge of the pool.
Tang Yanzhang stood up like a puppet, his former arrogant head had already hanged down, and he had turned himself into food, waiting for his master to enjoy.
No matter how powerful the will is, it will eventually change in the face of external objects.
His pride has disappeared.
The poisonous demon dragon twisted his waist and walked towards the gate. Tang Yanzhang followed closely behind like a follower.
When the two arrived in front of the door, the poisonous demon dragon suddenly stopped. She looked at the figure at the door in surprise and said wonderingly: "Zhong Zhenren, when did you change to such a strange body?"
The young man in gray robe walked forward and said, "This secret is not something that the third person can know", while closing the door with his backhand and imposing a spell to isolate the breath.
The poisonous dragon swept the spell with his eyes, grinned at the corner of his lips, and said with a smile: "What do you want to do?"
Although it detects the abnormality, it has enough confidence.
After one stick of incense.
The poisonous demon dragon disappeared, or in other words, it had become Song Yan's divine thought.
The spiritual thoughts of the cuckold man dissipate with the wind.
The young man in gray robe then turned his attention to Tang Yanzhang.
Tang Yanzhang's eyes were green, his mind was in a daze, and his vitality was vague.
From the divine thoughts of the poisonous demon dragon, Song Yan knew that the former ancestor of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan had been changed by the poisonous demon dragon to a poisonous body that was completely in line with that. If the poisonous demon dragon took over the body, he would not be far from death.
Song Yan restrained his breath.
In Tang Yanzhang's faint perception, the poisonous demon dragon completely disappeared.
After a brief silence, Tang Yanzhang suddenly spoke and asked with difficulty: "Sword and Sword Alliance?"
Song Yan was stunned and said in a deep voice: "Yes."
Tang Yanzhang stayed for a long time and continued to say hard: "How many years have passed?"
Song Yan said: "Two thousand years."
"Two thousand years have passed since two thousand years?" Tang Yanzhang could no longer think about it, and what the person in front of him said naturally turned into reality in his mind.
"Then now, what's going on outside?" Tang Yanzhang intermittently, after saying the last word "he", he started coughing wildly again, but what he coughed out was not blood, but a green liquid.
Song Yan said: "Today is actually a siege of the Sword Alliance. This demon city has been wiped out. The old man has found a way to save the world. The natural disaster beast is fading away, and the underworld aura is also being suppressed. The old man said, you have performed well and have surpassed the sword."
"Yes"
"That's it."
"Ha"
Tang Yanzhang slowly fell softly, then lay down to the ground weakly, with a slightly raised corner of his mouth, and smiled, and then said, "Thank you"
His body slowly turned into green venom and was completely destroyed.
Cause and effect are destroyed, and the soul is reincarnated.
Losing the control of the poisonous demon dragon and not being taken over by it is the only ending.
Some memories of Tang Yanzhang flashed through Song Yan's mind, and finally looked at the air and slowly said, "Go along."
Turning around, he disappeared here, no one knew he had been here.
He just stepped into the Demon Eagle Capital at will and killed the eighth floor owner and the second floor owner.
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