If you really want to count the Fuyun monks in this world, they can probably be divided into two types of people.
The first category is Cao Zhong and Lu Ji. Although their cultivation level is high, their actual combat power is not that terrifying. What they care about in practice is to live longer. Not only Cao Zhong and Lu Ji, but also those in Chixin Guan.
This is probably the case for monks who have never been born in this world.
The second category includes people like the Emperor of Liang, the Demon Emperor, and the master of the Sword Sect, and even the former Wu Hao Zhenren.
For people like them, realm is just an auxiliary to combat power. They strive to be perfect in every realm, make every realm extremely strong, and even strive to be invincible in the same realm.
Therefore, when Cao Zhong met the Demon Emperor, the outcome had already been decided. Even if the Demon Emperor was injured at this moment, it was destined to be like this.
However, there were some things that he did even though he knew he couldn't do them, so Cao Zhong didn't care at all.
He mobilized his lifelong cultivation to continuously use those words to block the demon emperor's demonic aura, but it still collapsed as soon as it came into contact.
Cao Zhong's face became extremely pale, and the energy in his body had been flowing continuously at an extremely fast speed, but even so, it was only a drop in the bucket.
The Demon Emperor waved his sleeves, and an even more magnificent demonic energy rose up like a tide, crashing forward!
At this moment, Cao Zhong was like a small boat in the endless waves, swaying constantly and might be submerged at any time.
And his hard support was just like pulling a thatched house with drafts on all sides in a violent storm.
Sooner or later the thatched house will collapse, and when the thatched house collapses, the supporter will inevitably be submerged together.
The leader of the Sword Sect looked at this scene, his eyes were filled with sword intent. He didn't know what he was thinking. The flying sword on his lap only trembled slightly.
There was about half a quarter of an hour left before he could throw out another sword. Although it was destined to be fruitless, it was always better to die on the way out than to just watch and die.
The demon emperor's face was expressionless, as if he disliked the progress of the demonic energy too slowly. The towering dharma image behind him finally made a move at this moment.
A big hand, after making a fist, fell from the sky!
Endless demonic energy is in it. With this punch, the terrifying demonic energy instantly tears open holes in the road ahead. The space here is constantly broken!
The demon emperor's punch brought about a terrifying sense of oppression, as if the sky had collapsed at this moment!
This Lord of Ten Thousand Demons, now that Emperor Liang is no longer in the world, is really the confirmed number one person!
Anyone who is an enemy to him seems to be destined to become a piece of cake.
Cao Zhong held the old book, his face still hurt, but at this moment, he couldn't care so much anymore, so he let go of his hand and let the old book float towards the sky.
As a scholar, he has never done anything to create peace for all generations, and he can't even manage a country to bring peace to the world. But even so, he still wants to do something.
Maybe it's an egg hitting a stone, but he never lacks this
Such courage!
He had never done it before and just thought it was not worth it, but now, he feels it is worth it!
A rumbling sound sounded in his ears, which was the sound of wind blowing when the Demon Emperor's fist fell.
The sky above the sea of clouds seemed to be on fire at this moment. Between the large demonic clouds, a strange demonic fire appeared, which was extremely breathtaking.
The Demon Emperor's fist fell!
There was a loud bang in the sea of clouds, which spread far and wide.
The flowing clouds everywhere were pushed away by the shock in an instant and scattered further and further away.
Cao Zhong spat out a large mouthful of blood, and the page he tore off at first instantly shattered into pieces and dissipated into a stream of dust.
And behind that page is the book after Cao Zhong.
When the old book breaks into pieces, Cao Chong will have to die.
It is really a pity that a Fuyun monk, who has lived in seclusion in the world for so many years, is about to die at the hands of the Demon Emperor for the first time.
Cao Chong raised his head, and the past hundreds of years flashed through his eyes. In fact, he felt a little guilty. Over the past few hundred years, he had been looking at the world with a cold eye and did nothing for the people. He was not like a scholar.
As a scholar, in fact, even if he is so disappointed with the world, he should work hard to change it. Being passive and avoiding the world is really not what he should do.
But it's really too late to regret it now.
The Demon Emperor's fist will show no mercy.
The terrifying evil spirit is devouring that old book here.
But at this moment, in the sea of clouds in the distance, a majestic Dharma statue finally appeared. It was the Dharma statue that Chen Chaorang left first.
After the towering Dharma phase appeared, it crashed towards the Demon Emperor Dharma phase at all costs.
Like a big mountain, it wants to shield everything in the world from wind and rain!
The Demon Emperor raised his head and took a look, and then laughed endlessly. He dared to appear before he had even set foot in that realm. Wasn't this asking for death or what?
Now that Chen Chao has appeared, the Demon Emperor is too lazy to care about Cao Zhong. The purpose of this Lord of Demons has never been to kill more Fuyun monks, but to really kill this young man.
The two dharma images met in the sea of clouds. The towering dharma image belonging to the Chen Dynasty was the first to punch out, with infinite energy, while the other person raised his hand and punched the head of the dharma image of the Chen Chao.
There was a bang.
The two statues exchanged punches instantly above the sea of clouds. Chen Chao's majestic statue shook for a moment and took a few steps back. The Demon Emperor was unwilling to let go of this great opportunity, and followed closely with another punch.
out.
This time, the target was still the head of Dharma Minister Chen Chao.
This punch is powerful
Shen, I am afraid that whoever is hit by this punch will be completely smashed.
On the opposite side, Chen Chao just twisted his neck, punched out, and collided with the Demon Emperor!
The two fists collided, and the endless demon energy and energy met here first, and then they started fighting without any explanation. The strongest man of the demon clan, and a rising star with unlimited potential, had already forgotten themselves at this moment, and in a short time
, they exchanged dozens of punches.
But in the end, Chen Chao's Faxiang was still at a disadvantage. After dozens of punches, the entire Faxiang had become dilapidated.
The Demon Emperor calmed down and began to search for Chen Chao's true identity.
When the strong men of the Fuyun Realm compete against each other, they often feel like returning to their original nature. There are not so many bells and whistles. Every confrontation is a collision of their respective cultivations!
That is to say, the two of them chose a battlefield above the sea of clouds. If it had been anywhere else, it would have been as devastated as Thirty Thousand Miles Away in Mobei.
But even so, the energy generated by the two Dharma images fell from the sea of clouds and smashed into the mountain peaks. In some big mountains, deep pits appeared in an instant and were cut off from them.
The monks on the border between Yingzhou and Changping Prefecture had already noticed the strange phenomenon on the sky. Although they were too far away to see clearly, such a formation was enough to shock them all.
"Where did this demon king come from? He must have been stopped by a certain great monk, right?!"
It was difficult for the other monks to distinguish, but they could still see the demonic energy clearly at a glance.
A monk with good cultivation looked up at the sky and cursed angrily, "Do you really think this is the Demon Realm? Showing off your power here?!"
As he said these words, the monk stood up from the ground and headed towards the sky. Only when his whole body rose into the air did he encounter the scattered Qi. In just an instant, he was crushed into pieces and turned into blood.
fog.
Some monks witnessed this scene with their own eyes and frowned, "It's too scary. I'm afraid it's just the strongest beings at the end of Wangyou. Ordinary people, let alone participating in the war, are destined to be killed even if they are too close."
question!"
Looking at this scene, many monks' hearts sank. If a demon king with such a level of cultivation could one day be able to enter and exit human territory unscrupulously, what would be the fate of these monks?
I'm just afraid that in their eyes, I will just be an ant.
A weak ant.
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The capital of gods, the imperial city.
Even here, you can actually vaguely see the scene in the sky in the distance.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince stood under the eaves, and beside him stood the newly crowned Crown Princess.
"Xinyue, what is that?"
His Royal Highness pointed to the horizon.
As a monk who forgets worries, Wu Xinyue naturally felt a very faint evil spirit. She was a little hesitant and didn't know whether she should tell her husband, but after thinking about it,
He still said, "Your Highness, it's evil spirit. I'm afraid it's a demon king crossing over and fighting against a certain strong man."
Before His Highness the Crown Prince could speak, Wu Xinyue held His Highness the Crown Prince's hand and said softly, "Your Highness, don't be afraid. I will protect Your Highness."
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince shook his head and said with a smile, "What's scary? My brother is still here. Even if a demon king is lucky enough to cross the Great Wall of the North, my brother will kill him."
His Royal Highness the Prince smiled and said, "As long as my brother is here, there is nothing to fear."
Wu Xinyue looked at His Highness the Crown Prince and said nothing.
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Above the sea of clouds, the old book slowly fell, and finally fell into the hands of a young man in black.
The young man with the knife hanging caught the old book and patted it, as if to remove the dust on it. Then he handed it to Cao Zhong beside him and said with a smile, "I almost ruined Mr. Cao's beloved book."
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Cao Chong looked at the young man rushing to the battlefield with a pale face and was speechless.
The young man smiled to himself and said, "If a scholar cannot read, then the world will be really bad."
Without waiting for Cao Zhong to speak, the young man turned his head to look at the Sword Sect leader who was adjusting his breath at the side, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Master."
"It seems that the sect leader has found a sword that suits him. It's really gratifying. I think it won't be long before his level will reach another level."
The leader of the Sword Sect looked at the flying sword on his lap and chuckled tiredly, "For it, it's three hundred years too late. For me, it's one hundred years too late. But actually it's not too late, it's just right."
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The young man nodded. It doesn't matter if he waits for half a lifetime or a lifetime. The most rare thing always comes in the end.
As long as you wait, it's not too late.
The leader of the Sword Sect asked, "Is it done?"
The young man nodded.
"You have to be careful, he is really too strong."
The leader of the Sword Sect sighed. He held the sword and perfected the sword, but it was still not as high as the sword. What else could he say?
The young man rubbed his cheek and said, "I'll try it next."
After saying this, he walked forward to face that person in the world.
But in front, the Dharma form had been completely shattered and dissipated above the sea of clouds.
The belated young man stood on the sea of clouds and said with a smile, "I've beaten the younger ones several times, but it's not interesting. This time I'll beat you, the old one."
As the young man said these words, a towering Dharma image began to form behind him again.
This time, the aura of the Dharma image was several times more abundant than the previous one.
The young man holding up the Dharma image rolled up his sleeves as usual and was ready for a big fight.
"It should be the penultimate volume. This volume is called The One in the World."
