Chapter 209 208. The demons who rule the Yellow River
The sky is a small world, and the sound of explosions is rolling in the sky.
It was as if there was an extremely huge drum beating high in the sky.
Then, the blazing white light drowned everything at this moment, setting the sky on fire!
The creatures living in this world looked up and saw the sky covered with brilliant white flowers, which was breathtakingly beautiful.
But at the same time, extremely terrifying power erupted from deep in the sky. This power formed into a roar, making those who heard it shudder violently.
What kind of anger and resentment can this roar be? Like the evil that came from the Nine Netherworld and was suppressed for tens of millions of years before it appeared, it was suppressed again just before it entered the human world.
The high sky where all spirits look.
There was nothing but a sea of gorgeous flowers in their sight.
But in the center of this world, on top of the ancient orthodoxy that had stood for an incomparably long time, all the monks knelt on the ground and clasped their heads on the ground. Whether it is a respected elder or a humble ordinary disciple.
Densely packed, like a dark tide.
At the top, stood a figure, the only one standing among all the kneeling monks.
Wearing luxurious clothes, her hair, which used to be tied up with a jade hairpin, was now hanging loose, and she had a face as pale as a corpse.
The power that seems to be able to collapse the sky comes from this figure.
Ancestor.
The master of this world and this orthodoxy, Yuchai Shunde!
At the end of the world, above the sky, the burning corpses of giants fell to the earth, one, two, three... until the number reached eight.
Those statues of gods burning with pale flames lost their divinity, and the willpower that built their bodies was also roasted and burned in the flames, and finally burned out.
Bone statues, including those building doors and bridges, also crashed.
That blow shattered everything.
The eight true bone statues collapsed instantly under that blow. This shouldn't be the case. Even if the real bone statue paid the price of crossing the boundary, and the power that can almost suppress the perfect real life has been reduced to the ultimate realm of the imperial way, it is still the bone statue of an unshakable person, the bone statue of the ultimate imperial realm. , even her projection suppressed the influence of Shen Xingshan in the present world, so that the descending bone statue was enough to exert a power close to the true one.
In order to reshape the Dharma, she crossed the seven bone statues, plus the one that built the door, eight more. This Taoist heritage is not ready to be taken back.
This is the price of coming to this world.
The eight bone statues are the eight rampant ancestors in this world, or in any other world except Kyushu. But she threw it all away for the sake of Chenxing Mountain.
The current world simply does not have the ability to crush the bone statue in a short period of time.
Because this is not her true body, and the cross-border bone statue does not have the power to instantly revive the ancient mountains. As long as we can get Chen Xingshan to reshape the Dharma, what's the problem of losing eight bone statues? She knew that her true form would come back sooner or later. She was also Yuchai Shunde and knew what the true form wanted to do.
The true bone statues have control over both. When the true body returns, these bone statues will become incompletely controllable, but the Dharma image will not. Her Dharma form is hers.
The figure raised his head, his pale face was painted with gorgeous makeup, his hair was spread out, and his eyes were filled with ice blue.
But she didn't.
The arrow from the depths of the star sea caused her to lose everything.
How could there be a living being in this world who could shoot this arrow? Destroying all the bone statues that came to the world, even the bone statue living in the narrow space was not spared.
To be able to achieve such power... Yuchai Shunde recalled the scene before the projection disappeared.
She could in her prime.
That arrow, if placed in a small world with a fragile boundary wall, would be enough to knock it down with one arrow. And destroying the realm with one blow is something that the Unshakable has ever done.
But how could there be an unshakable person in his prime in Kyushu now?
She stared at the sea of flowers blooming high in the sky, and then lowered her head.
Losing the bone statue and losing most of the elite disciples, then the body can escape from my hands when I have these, but what about when I don’t have these? She will be annihilated.
Ever since "Jade Hairpin Shunde" used the law of creation to turn one into ten thousand, and after she woke up and left with the help of one of ten thousand, she already understood that she was no longer the unshakable one. She has always been the shadow of the other person, a shell.
Her hair fell down, covering her expression.
Shoulders shaking.
All the disciples in the Taoist tradition had their heads firmly pressed to the ground, not daring to raise their heads at all.
Terrible coercion is permeating the air, and a huge spirit seeps into their bones. Due to the terrible pressure, beads of sweat flowed from his cheeks and dripped to the ground. They heard a very soft voice, and the voice was laughing.
"Yes...I am a dirty thing..."
"We...are all dirty things."
.........The vast river is rolling up and down, and the two banks can't see the middle of the river, as if they are separated by the sea.
This is the current Yellow River.
The ancient river that nurtured civilization carried all living beings, including many powerful and powerful demon kings. They were entrenched in the depths of the river and were feared by the creatures on the shore.
The Yellow River almost crosses the Great Yan Kingdom, which is equivalent to a large state in the past Jiuzhou. In such a vast ancient area, no king has been born yet, so the bloody separatist wars have continued to this day.
All the creatures living in the Yellow River have heard a rumor that a dragon once swam in the Yellow River, but it was unknown where it went.
In this chaotic and bloody era, many creatures in the Yellow River long for peace, and the only way to bring peace to those brutal and powerful monsters is for the Yellow River itself to have a kind and powerful king.
The dragon that many living beings passed down word of mouth became their sustenance.
There are also living beings who say that the dragon is dead. They saw with their own eyes the corpse of the dragon sinking into the boundless abyss of the Yellow River.
Now the two demon emperors born in the Yellow River used the place where the dragon disappeared as a battlefield to separate the east and west. The place turned into a bloody battlefield, sweeping away the lives of countless creatures. Not only the spirits of the Yellow River, but also the humans on the shore.
The battlefield was near an ancient human city, only a few dozen miles away.
It is said that the reason why the two demon emperors have not destroyed the ancient city so far is because the ancient city holds an extremely terrifying sword that can kill the demon emperor.
But the people there couldn't freely use the power of the sword. They could only hang it on the city gate to ward off the Yellow River demons.
But today, the war has started again.
The demons on both sides roared, and the emperors of the two sides sat on the thrones cast by the river, opposing each other.
Fighting, scales and flesh flying everywhere, fishy smell filling the air, evil spirit and huge spiritual energy shaking the river and the earth.
The ancient human city not far away has already made preparations.
"Kill anyone who approaches!" The young man lighting a cigarette at the city gate ordered. Although he is young, the rising players around him are all focused on him, and it is obvious that he has the absolute right to speak. Behind him, an old man was leaning against the wall, smiling happily.
The sky is overcast and a heavy rain is coming.
And on the earth, a rain of blood poured from above will also come.
But suddenly, the rusty ancient sword hanging above the city gate roared like muffled thunder!
"What's wrong?" someone yelled.
"There is something strange about the ancient sword!" Someone was adjusting parameters in the command room.
The young man standing at the forefront also frowned. He brought this sword back and buried it for several years before taking it out for use. Resisting the Yellow River demon, there has been no such big movement for such a long time.
"Is there a Demon King approaching?" The old man came over.
"Absolutely not." The young man shook his head, "Let's not mention that the two demon emperors are confronting each other on the abyss battlefield. The demon emperor alone cannot cause such a big movement with this sword."
The earth seemed to be shaking.
The sword's vibrating sound was as wild as a dragon's.
The young man suddenly realized something, and the memories that had been stored in his mind for a long time emerged.
He held his breath and widened his eyes.
"Scout! Drop points in the lower reaches of the Yellow River!" he shouted.
This surprised everyone. In their impression, this young man and their leader had never been so out of sorts.
Although the observer was confused, he still did it.
At this moment, the projection of the spiritual energy crystal showed the scene outside the battlefield, the roaring Yellow River water.
Nothing.
Something went wrong? Just when everyone was confused, they heard someone yelling.
"Then...what is that!"
The man stood up and pointed to a corner of the screen.
The water is dancing wildly, the waves are soaring into the sky, and on the surging water, there are rows of red bone spurs, washed by the water, as rugged as rocks!
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