Chapter 157 The Power of the Demon Lord
With the collapse of the Yata Demon Mirror, the night sky that was originally bright and brilliant returned to darkness again.
The monsters that were previously locked by the brilliance of the demon mirror seemed to have broken free from the invisible shackles that bound them. They seized this once-in-a-lifetime respite and frantically escaped pursuit.
Some use the cover of night to hide in dense thorns or deep caves in deep mountains and forests. Some monsters took advantage of the situation to fight back, appearing and disappearing among mountain streams and jagged rocks to fight back against their pursuers. Most of them took advantage of the chaos and fled Muling County.
At this time, three figures stood prominently on a cliff outside the county town, all watching the civil war in the city with bright eyes.
They are two men and one woman.
The woman is tall and has a cool and beautiful face. She is wearing an elegant goose yellow floor-length skirt and has an outstanding temperament.
The two men standing next to her, one on the left and one on the right, each have their own style.
One person holds a broadsword with cold light in his hand and is wearing dark blue attire. The lines of his face are resolute and powerful, showing roughness and prowess, and a sense of killing and decisiveness overflows from his bones.
The other one is holding a crystal clear jade flute. Although his appearance is ordinary, the otherworldly aura exuding from the inside out is impossible to ignore.
Especially wearing a long gown as white as snow, she looks like a hermit walking out of the painting, graceful and graceful.
These three people are all from the "Longevity Mountain and River", the best academy in the world.
As a veritable Confucian holy land, Wanshou Shanchuan Academy has a unique and unique way of selecting students.
Unlike other ordinary academies that wait for scholars to come to their door, it adheres to the concept of "accepting the best by chance" and proactively goes out to find those talented people and recruits them into the academy.
The enrollment scale is strictly limited to 500 students. Once the quota is reached, the door to new disciples will be closed immediately, no matter how the outside world flocks to it.
If unfortunately a student dies or leaves and the quota becomes vacant, following the established rules, the college will follow a strict elder rotation sequence and assign the elders currently on duty to personally go out and embark on a long journey to find a suitable candidate.
The Confucian saint in the capital came from the Longevity Mountains and Rivers.
"Two, what should I say? This time is not in vain."
The man holding the flute is named Wen Zhe, and he is the new elder of Wanshou Mountain. He is looking at him with a smile at the moment. The powerful demon king in the city had a hint of teasing and joy in his words. "If you had listened to Brother Nong, you would have missed this Demon Lord this time."
The knife-wielding man named Nong Tianci showed a slightly wild smile, with a fiery and fierce look in his eyes. The bloodthirsty light vaguely reveals an uncontrollable excitement,
"It is indeed a surprise this time. What is even more surprising is that the Demon Lord appears in Muling County. The formation specially created for her by the Mohist Family, Wuchan Temple and I, Wanshou Shanchuan, can be used."
He paused and looked at the woman beside him with piercing eyes, with a hint of expectation and seriousness in his tone, "Ping'er, if I personally cut off the demon king's head this time, will you marry me? ?”
Yu Ping’er ignored him, her expression was calm, and there was a calm sense in her voice:
“Back then, the Demon Lord’s cultivation was almost unrivaled in the world. There was a sacred pool here for bathing and self-cultivation. The Mohists, Wuchan Temple and Wanshou Shanchuan secretly built a demon-suppressing heavenly Buddha formation here to try to suppress the demon king. Unexpectedly, the formation was useless, and the demon king himself died in Shuiyuemeng. "Inside the mirror."
She looked at Scholar Wenzhe, "But the question is, can we activate the formation with just the three of us? Do we need help from Wuchan Temple?"
Without waiting for Wen Zhe to speak, Nong Tianci snorted coldly:
"By the time those monks arrive, the day lily will be cold. The formation has been around for more than two hundred years, and its operation method has long been understood. If it were not for the key Bodhi If the child is used to suppress the nine-tailed demon fox, the power of the formation will not be greatly reduced.
The power of the formation is estimated to be only about 10%, which is a pity. However, the demon master is possessed. The soul's cultivation is not as good as its peak state, and together with us, we can suppress and kill it!"
Wen Zhe said calmly: "Brother Nong is right, we can't wait for Wuchan Temple now! When it comes, I can only do it myself."
He looked at the two people around him and said with a smile: "Brother Nong, Junior Sister Ping'er, if we can successfully kill the demon master this time, I will be afraid of the names of the three of us. It’s going to spread throughout the world. When the time comes, there will be a place for us in the Wentian Pavilion of Longevity Mountains and Rivers. The opportunity is hard to find, so don’t hide your clumsiness.”
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Inside the city.
When Yu Zhujun sacrificed the "Heavenly Begging Bowl", giant pythons and long snakes were like dragons that rolled over the river, surrounding the Demon Lord. Their scales shone like raging waves carrying the power of thunder.
"Master Demon Lord, even if you die in my hands, your reputation will not be lost."
Yu Zhujun's eyes are like the blazing fire of a furnace, extremely hot.
The Demon Lord stood with his hands behind his back, his flowing silvery white hair flying freely in the night wind. He looked at these ferocious pythons and said lightly: "Unfortunately, the Heavenly Begging Bowl is one of the treasures of the Yaochi in the past, and its spiritual power is most suitable for nourishing the abyss of the South China Sea. It’s a waste of money to raise so many little dragons.”
She turned to look at Yu Zhujun opposite, the corner of her lips raised slightly, and a sneer containing deep ridicule and contempt appeared on her face. , "Use monsters to deal with me? Are you smart? I... am the king of monsters and the master of all monsters in the world! Which monster dares to offend!?"
The demon king lightly stomped his feet. .
At this moment, a powerful and domineering momentum burst out from her body, as thick as a mountain, shocking everyone.
The majestic pressure made the surrounding air freeze, and everything held its breath.
The bodies of the giant pythons that were originally roaring and ferocious trembled, and their previous ferocious aura instantly evaporated without leaving a trace, losing their original violent aura. They all lay docilely on the ground, their eyes full of awe.
Yu Zhujun was dumbfounded.
These giant pythons entrenched in the begging bowl were carefully raised by her with their essence and blood. They were loyal and helped her deal with many enemies.
But at this moment, everyone betrayed her.
The reason why she dared to deal with the Demon Lord instead of running away like Chai Liuqi was because she had this magic weapon to rely on.
Otherwise, how could she have the courage to take action?
Unwilling to be reconciled, Yu Zhujun held the Heavenly Begging Bowl and summoned several times, but still to no avail.
Facing the demon lord’s teasing and sarcastic gaze, a chill ran up my spine like a reptile, but thinking that I was also a master of the Great Perfection, I still had the strength and capital to give it a try. .
So she used all her strength and decided to fight the Demon Lord for a few rounds first. If she really couldn't kill him, she would run away.
However, before Yu Zhujun could react, his figure suddenly blurred in front of his eyes.
The next moment, a fist as white as jade was like a comet striking the moon, piercing through her heart with unparalleled speed. With the sound of bones shattering, the bright red blood exploded like fireworks and splashed in all directions.
Looking at Yu Zhujun’s disbelieving eyes, the Demon Lord gently took the begging bowl in her hand and said lightly: "It seems that you have no other means, then you can go and die."
Plop!
Yu Zhujun’s body fell to the ground.
"It's more enjoyable to fight with Zhao Wuxiu." The Demon Lord put away the Heavenly Begging Bowl, then cast his sharp sword-like eyes on the three onlookers outside the city, and said with a smile, "Three of you, not yet. Planning to take action?”
"Start the formation!"
The Wenzhe shape jumped up lightly, like an immortal flying on the clouds and riding the waves. He quickly formed seals with his hands. In an instant, circles of bright white light surrounded him, as if the immortal from the Nine Heavens had descended into the mortal world. .
At the same time, Yu Pinger and Nong Tianci quickly followed suit.
Boom!
With the deafening roar, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and a huge Buddha statue with a height of 100 meters rose majestically. It was majestic, solemn, and majestic.
"The formation trap given to me more than two hundred years ago turned out to be this."
The Demon Lord narrowed his eyes.
The Buddha statue slowly opened its mouth, and its voice was like a bell, echoing endlessly:
"Namo Buddha, whose compassion shines all over, and whose cause and effect are clear. Those demons and demons are evil and act without knowing the cause and effect. Now we meet To rectify the Dharma, when you realize the pain of reincarnation, you should turn back and find the right shore..." The huge golden arm slowly raised in the air, and volleyed in the direction of the Demon Lord to suppress it.
In an instant, a huge and shining "swastika" symbol condensed in the palm of the Buddha statue. The golden talisman was brilliant, just like the rising sun.
It is like a golden shackle, trying to tightly imprison the Demon Lord within it.
The giant pythons originally entrenched at the feet of the Demon Lord let out deafening roars and rushed towards the golden giant hand.
But before they were touched, the giant pythons instantly disintegrated like bubbles, turning into wisps of blue smoke and dissipating in the night sky, leaving only a few phosphorescent scales.
“Huh, I’m here to try it out.”
Facing the mighty golden giant hand that descended from the sky, the Demon Lord did not use any fancy spells, but simply punched the giant hand above his head.
The golden light dissipated under the Demon Lord's punch, and the originally shining "卍" mark also gradually dimmed.
At the same time, the land where the Demon Lord was standing seemed to be overwhelmed, began to crack and collapse, and the cracks spread rapidly.
Along with the dull sounds of broken bones, her tendons were also destroyed one by one in the strong impact. Blood seeped out from under her skin, staining her clothes, and her seven orifices overflowed with blood foam.
The whole person seemed to be soaked in blood, showing an extremely tragic image of a bloody man.
"Demon Lord, do you have any last words?"
Looking at the Demon Lord who was on the verge of being suppressed at any time, Nong Tianci appeared not far away with a flashing sword in his hand, his smile revealing bloodthirsty coldness. And Aoran said, "If there were no last words, I would use your head as a betrothal gift to propose to my beloved woman."
"I never said I would marry you, so make it quick."
Yu Pinger appeared next to Nong Tianci, with a pretty face and said coldly.
Nong Tianci immediately grimaced, "Don't Ping'er, I've been chasing you for ten years. Give me a chance. There's no one else in the world who can give you a betrothal gift as big as the Demon Lord's head." ”
Wen Zhe shook his head and said helplessly: "You two enemies, why don't I find a red candle and we can get married here. It just so happens that the Demon Lord can be a witness, how about that?"
Yu Ping Er frowned displeased, "Don't talk too much, it's important to kill the Demon Lord."
The Demon Lord looked at the three people, but his blood-stained face was particularly calm, and asked lightly, "This Demon-Suppressing Heavenly Buddha Is the power just that much? If that’s all, then it really disappoints me.”
Nong Tianci smiled sarcastically, “You don’t even have to look at what you are doing now, Demon Lord? Virtue."
However, as soon as the man finished speaking, his expression suddenly froze.
I saw the Demon Lord, who was about to fall to the ground, slowly straightened his waist. He no longer looked like he was about to die. The giant Buddha began to sway slightly, and numerous cracks appeared on it, as if it was in danger of collapse. .
"That's it? Even if you have the Bodhisattva, how can you help me?"
The Demon Lord's fist force suddenly exerted force, like a sudden surge of force.
The golden "Swastika" character instantly shattered and golden light overflowed.
One crack after another is like a rapidly spreading spider web, starting from the palm of the giant Buddha and extending rapidly upward along the solid arms, covering the entire Buddha body in an instant.
Amidst the roar, the majestic golden giant Buddha disintegrated into countless fine dust, scattered between the sky and the earth.
The three of them were instantly petrified, dumbfounded.
Shock and disbelief intertwined in their eyes.
“Let’s go!”
Wen Zhe was the first to react, turned around and ran away.
The moment he turned around, a cold hand penetrated directly from behind him.
Wen Zhe looked down in shock and saw that what was clenched in his slender and pale hands was a heart that was still beating slightly.
“I’ll kill you!”
Nong Tianci’s eyes were filled with blood, and he roared angrily, waving the sword in his hand and slashing towards the Demon Lord.
However, before the blade touched the opponent, one of his hands easily clamped the blade. A crisp cracking sound was heard, and the indestructible blade, carefully forged by thousands of years of cold weather, unexpectedly In the blink of an eye, it was easily broken by the Demon Lord.
Before Nong Tianci could recover from the shock, he felt a chill spread rapidly from his neck.
Then, a stream of blood spurted out from the wound like a fountain
The Demon Lord held up his head, walked up to Yu Ping'er, and asked with a smile: "Does he want to follow You propose marriage and I will be the witness. Do you agree or not?”
Looking at the head of a familiar person in the past, Yu Pinger’s body was shaking violently, her face was as pale as paper, and extreme fear seemed to be frozen in her. on every inch of skin.
From under her skirt, a pungent smell of urine quietly filled the air.
This lady from the Longevity Mountains and Rivers, who was usually cold and arrogant, was so frightened that she peed her pants at this moment.
“I’ll give it to you.”
The Demon Lord placed his head in the woman’s arms and turned to leave.
Just when Yu Ping'er thought that the other party was going to let her go and felt lucky, a very thin silver-white hair passed between her eyebrows.
The woman fell to the ground with her eyes open.
"What's wrong with your body? I told you to temper your body and refuse to listen. Even a Buddhist magic circle can't bear it. You're not ashamed. I think you're ashamed...can't you be tougher?"
Monster Sui Sui cursed and ducked to a mountainous area.
She squatted down and put her palms on the ground.
Just as she was about to exert her demonic power, she caught a glimpse of a large number of elite soldiers and horses approaching rapidly in the distance. At the same time, many monks from the Wanxiang Divine Sect also arrived one after another.
The Demon Lord’s eyebrows were slightly frowned, showing a slight displeasure.
Then, she gently raised her head, and the waterfall-like silver-white hair seemed to turn into a sharp weapon in an instant, suddenly extending from the original length of several feet to dozens of feet, or even a hundred feet in length,
A strand of silver-white hair instantly penetrated each of the rushing heads. In an instant, blood splashed everywhere, like a river bursting its banks and gathering into a bloody river.
In just a few moments, corpses were everywhere, densely piled on the ground.
“Open!”
The Demon Lord’s palm shook violently on the ground.
A pair of sad red wooden armor broke out of the ground.
"You brat, if you don't practice properly, you still need my help." The Demon Lord picked up the wooden armor and cursed.
(End of this chapter)