Chapter five hundred and fiftieth seventh into the devil's way(1/2)
Boom!
Zhu Bajie fell to the ground in a panic, and the pig's head as big as a hill hit the ground heavily, shaking the mountain.
"My head!!"
Zhu Bajie screamed and his whole body was beaten out of the state of Dharma heaven and earth.
"puff!"
Tieguai Li staggered and fell to the ground. The ironguai in his hand was cut into two pieces. A black knife mark almost extended from his chest to his crotch, and was almost split in half.
Strong
Nezha spread out three heads, and waving many magic weapons with his six arms, waving many arms, and constantly colliding with the head of the nine-headed insect that was raising its magic light and exhaling the magic light.
A stream of dark demonic energy spread on his body.
Han Zhongli and Han Xiangzi had long been surrounded by the demonic energy swallowed by the Nine-Headed Worm and fell to the ground without moving.
"It hurts so much that my old pig!"
Zhu Bajie's headless corpse groped for a few times, pressed the huge pig's head on his blood-stained neck, screaming in pain.
A trace of demonic energy circled around his neck. Even if Zhu Bajie inspires his magic power, there was still three feet apart between his head and neck and could not be closed.
It looks a bit weird and terrifying.
"Master Tianpeng!"
Tieguai Li laughed bitterly.
His situation is even worse than Zhu Bajie, and he also lost his combat power and survived with only one cultivation level.
"Nezha"
Zhu Bajie couldn't help but caress his neck, and his mind was a little dazed.
He held the nine-toothed rake in front of the nine-headed worm for only a dozen rounds before being headed by the demonic energy. Nezha's strength seemed to be inferior to him, and he could barely support him.
"Look at the luck!"
Tieguai Li fell to the ground and sighed: "That nine-headed insect is too strong. Even if Nezha swallows the golden elixir, he will not have time to refine it. I am afraid he is doomed!"
Sneak
Tieguai Li said, and black blood flowed out from the huge knife marks on his chest.
Zhu Bajie couldn't hold on, and fell to the ground with a "thump". The huge pig's head rolled to the side and fell to death.
roar
The nine-headed insect roared loudly, and the demonic energy continued to spew out of the nine heads, evolving into the sword and demonic flames, shaking away.
The demonic energy above the swords and swords was heavy, and each attack did not drop a single attack from the immortal. Even if Nezha waved many magic weapons with three heads and six arms, the golden elixir in his body released huge power, he still couldn't hold on.
when
The Qiankun circle swung and was chopped out, and a ball of demonic flame immediately enveloped Nezha.
"Unconced"
Nezha's lotus arm was eroded by the demonic energy and turned into black water and fell, but there was only a ray of unwillingness in his heart.
The thousand-year-old trap is locked, and I finally see hope today, but I will fall in the hands of this demon.
"Not tolerate! Not tolerate!"
Nezha's head was lowered and allowed to erode the demonic energy, the golden elixir he had swallowed was about to die with the nine-headed insect.
Zheng
Suddenly, a knife sounded tens of thousands of miles.
A ray of white light surged into the sky from Erlang Zhenjun Temple at the mouth of Jiangkou for tens of thousands of miles, and endless cold, arrogant and killing aura filled the four fields and swept across the eight wildernesses.
clang!
A three-pointed and two-edged knife, as cold as its owner, cut through the void, tearing the endless demonic energy, and tens of thousands of miles away, slashing at the Nine-headed insect with one knife.
When this knife was cut, the flow rate of time seemed to slow down, ten times and a hundred times slowed down, and the space completely solidified and still.
Only that cold sword light flowed by like noble moonlight.
The sword light flashed by, seemingly slowly, but it spanned tens of thousands of miles in an instant. All vitality everywhere passed was extinct, and all vitality, space, and even time seemed to be cut, broken, and destroyed by this knife.
Everyone who saw this knife had an unspeakable shock in their hearts and their hearts were cold.
This sword is a pure killing sword!
"Yang Jian!!"
The moment the sword light rose, the Nine-Headed Worm was shocked and felt that the murderous intent of death rushed towards him!
I felt that every inch of flesh and blood, and every subtle place of my body was stinged by the cold murderous intent contained in this sword light.
Seeing this knife, he suddenly remembered the despair and anger in his heart when Yang Jian shot his head one by one.
The demonic energy bites the heart, and not only does not have fear, but also causes endless anger and hatred!
Immediately, he threw Nezha down, and the nine heads danced in the sky, roaring: "You give me my head back!!"
Boom!
The roar resounded throughout the world, causing clouds to roll, the earth to shake, and the endless resentment aura contained in the roar was almost overflowing.
The nine-headed insects squirmed, and the red snake eyes on the nine giant heads were pitch black. At the moment when the sword was raised, the nine-headed heads spit out an endless storm of demonic energy at the same time!
The Nine-Headed Insect is one of the few monsters in the Three Realms. Its talent is stronger than a dragon. The nine-headed skull is born with these talented magical powers such as Earth Fire Feng Shui and other talents.
Every head is enough to replace death!
However, he died too early and his head was gone. Even if Wu Tian saved him with his demonic energy, this magical power no longer exists.
The torrent of demonic energy should have been emitted from the heads of the sea of fire.
Boom! Boom!
Nine demonic auras that seemed to flow backwards in the Yangtze River suddenly rushed towards the cold sword light amid the howling sounds like hundreds of millions of demons.
clang
The extinct sword light really slid across the sky like gentle moonlight, directly sweeping out the nine torrents of demonic energy, and even swept through the body of the Nine-Headed Worm without diminishing power.
The next moment, time continued to flow, and the frozen space melted in an instant.
The demonic energy that covered the sky and the sun was completely destroyed by one sword!
The sky is clear and the air is clear, the sky is clear, everything is quiet, there is no trace of wind sound, only the light of the vast sun is spread all over the river without the obstruction of the demonic energy.
"Yang! Jian! I hate it!"
Before he could say a word, the nine heads of the Nine-Headed Worm rolled down at the same time and fell to the ground, causing a sudden earthquake in the earth and raising endless dust.
boom!
Immediately afterwards, the huge body of the Nine-Headed Worm fell down.
As the earth was shaking, the rolling air waves carried billions of smoke and dust, sweeping around in all directions, almost buried Tieguai Li, Zhu Bajie and others alive.
After a moment, the vibration stopped.
Zhu Bajie's headless body emerged from the earth waves, holding the pig's head in one hand, Tieguai Li in the other, Han Zhongli and three others.
"My mother! These three eyes are so strong!"
Zhu Bajie was stunned.
I saw a terrifying knife mark that was several miles wide appeared on a land.
The knife mark seemed as deep as the abyss, and it stretched for countless thousands of miles. Wherever it passed, the long river broke through, and the mountains were split into two!
Looking back at Yang Erlang, who looked green and used all his strength to cut the mountain to save his mother, and thinking about himself now, Zhu Bajie forgot the pain for a moment.
"Master Tianpeng!"
Tieguai Li, who almost squeezed his palm to death with his hard work, quickly made a sound and went down to the ground to check on Han Zhongli and Han Xiangzi who were wrapped in demonic energy.
"Ahem!"
Nezha retreated with three heads and six arms and slowly landed on the ground.
One of his arms had truly disappeared, and the demonic energy was constantly eroding his body.
call!
At this time, a god general wearing silver armor, a flying phoenix hat, and a golden dragon boot, walked to Nezha with a three-pointed two-edged sword.
It is Yang Jian.
"Second Brother"
Nezha looked devastated and forced a scream.
Yang Jian didn't say anything, frowned slightly and slapped Nezha's shoulder, trying to remove the demonic energy.
To be continued...