"Ring the bell? Are we still afraid of this devil?"
Xiaopang didn't know the pros and cons, and his ancestor could only help him three times. How could he use it so easily.
"Don't be afraid. The demon disciples of the Demon Palace are in vain. I have sucked most of the essence in this old demon's body. I cannot replenish it. You and I will join forces and we will definitely keep him here today."
Lin Dongjiu sent a message to Xiaopang, and all the rune chains flew out from behind him, knocking down all the ghost faces that were coming.
When the Great Sage saw Bei Tianyuan, he immediately recognized him as the one who killed his monkey brother.
Its eyes burst out with a fierce light, the hair on its body grew wildly, red as blood, its size continued to grow, and it let out a sad roar from its mouth, bursting out with endless anger.
"Xiexiexie...Lin Dongjiu, do you really think highly of yourself? Why do you still want to kill me just because you are such a bastard?"
Beitian gave a strange laugh. Without moving, he waved his hand, and the pressure of the Infant Transformation Realm swept over him.
Lin Dongjiu's chest felt tight, and he felt that his energy and blood were flowing backwards, and his movements became sluggish.
This is the suppression of realm!
Lin Dongjiu snorted coldly, and the spiritual roots in his dantian circulated, all the stored spiritual power exploded, and the six main veins made a roaring sound, transporting the majestic spiritual power to the major branches.
Powerful power surged through his body, and Lin Dongjiu suddenly felt relieved. He raised the sword in his hand, his muscles all tangled, and the airflow around him became wild, causing his long hair to fly.
Raising the sword to strike down, the sword light streaked across the sky, bringing with it a harsh sound that broke through the sky, directly cutting into the sorrowful sky.
Sadian Wan slowly raised his skeletal arm to resist. The sword light hit the skeletal arm, and there was only a crisp sound of "dang", and a string of sparks flew up.
Lin Dongjiu's thoughts moved, and the sword light split into two. In an instant, it split into feathers of light that filled the sky, like a sudden heavy rain in a clear sky, flying down towards the sky with sorrow and resentment.
At the same time, the Great Sage jumped up, raised his boulder-like fist high, with a layer of dark red blood attached to it, and smashed hard at Bei Tianwen.
Xiaopang popped out a soybean. The soybean was as fast as a stream of light. It exploded in mid-air and exploded into extremely thick vines, which wrapped around Sadian Wan like the tentacles of an octopus.
Sadian Wan's eyes widened with anger, he opened his bloody mouth, and a thick black mist spurted out, turning into a big black ball and covering him in it.
The Great Sage punched down, but was bounced back by the repulsion of the big black ball's protective shield. Lin Dongjiu's sword slashed on the protective shield, sinking deeply into it, but he was not hurt at all.
Little Fatty's vine tentacles were like waving huge whips. When the whip was whipped, there was a "pop" sound, and a crack suddenly appeared in the big ball shield.
Xiaopang saw the effect and spared no effort to control the vines to beat the big ball of magic energy.
The big ball was overflowing with demonic energy, and the traces of sorrow and resentment were no longer visible.
The big ball was more and more cracked by the vines, and with another whip, the big ball of demonic energy exploded, and the rich demonic energy inside that was dripping with ink instantly filled the entire Huaguo Mountain.
Lin Dongjiu's eyes suddenly fell into darkness, and his sense of consciousness felt like he was stuck in a quagmire and couldn't extricate himself. Suddenly, the hairs on his body stood up, and he felt an extremely dangerous aura going straight to his heart.
In a hurry, he used his spiritual power to protect his heart, and with a wave of his hand, bits of brilliance of tempered gold burst out. A giant basalt turtle lay flat and steady, entrenched in front of Lin Dongjiu like a rock.
The giant turtle seemed to sense the danger coming from the darkness. It raised its thick claws and slammed down into the darkness ahead.
With one claw strike, the rolled-up magic mist rolled up like a boil, but the creepy feeling did not dissipate. Facing the basalt giant beast, the strange creature in the darkness just paused for a moment before rushing towards Lin Dongjiu.
"when!"
Lin Dongjiu's chest felt as if he had been hit by a giant hammer. The powerful impact collided with the protective spiritual power blessed by the nine main meridians in his body, making a loud sound like a bell.
He just took two steps back, and after stabilizing his figure, he drew out a spell from his hand, and dense golden lines suddenly filled his eyes.
Two rays of golden light burst out from his pupils, like the divine eyes of an immortal looking from the sky to the human world, piercing the thick darkness and penetrating all illusions. It is so weird and inescapable!
Lin Dongjiu held a sword in both hands, and slashed out the mountain scroll with one sword. The towering peaks lifted up the darkness, and his spiritual consciousness spread and locked. The superimposed spiritual power of the nine main veins gathered in his arms, making his muscles bulge high.
Another slash of the sword brought about an unprecedented spiritual storm. The leaping sword light was black and red in color, as if the friction with the air flow produced a fierce high temperature, and even the sword light seemed to melt.
The black and red sword light was as fast as lightning. Wherever it passed, strong winds roared, and even tiny cracks appeared in the void.
The sword light struck a group of black shadows, and the black shadow immediately exploded into a cloud of blood mist. Suddenly, a strong wind suddenly rose behind Lin Dongjiu, like a storm passing by. He staggered and was almost carried by the strong wind.
The magic fog receded like a tide, the sunlight came back in, and the surrounding scenery revealed its true appearance from the black fog.
Lin Dongjiu turned around and saw that it was Peng Yan who was holding up the precious fan given to him by his ancestor. The strong wind he fanned completely blew away the magic mist.
"What a treasure!" Lin Dongjiu praised:
"You damn thing didn't use it earlier!"
"Sorry, I forgot..."
The little fat man smiled and slapped his precious fan hard several times.
"Yin Family Longtong..."
The ghost figure curled up on the ground showed its fangs in the sunlight. Sadness slowly stood up, with a striking wound on his chest. Black blood seeped out and fell to the ground, corroding the ground into deep pits.
, wisps of deep black air emerged.
"Lin Dongjiu, I didn't expect that this trip to the secret realm would actually let you know about my life experience. What a trick of fate!"
Lin Dongjiu couldn't help but sneer: "Sir, the reason why you wanted me to join the Demon Palace in the first place was to use my life experience to control Lingyun Kingdom, right?
However, the conspiracy of your Demon Palace is too easy to be seen through. If you want to control Lingyun Kingdom with such childish tricks, I advise you to give up as soon as possible."
Sadianqian touched the wound on his chest, put a few drops of black blood to his mouth and tasted it, with an expression of enjoyment on his face that was as dry as tree bark.
He heard the words without comment, but sneered in a low voice:
"Lin Dongjiu, you really think too highly of yourself, Lingyun Country is a big game.
You are just a small chess piece among them. With or without you, it will not affect the next move of our Demon Palace at all.
And you are so naive, your naivety makes me feel pitiful!
Do you know how much effort our Demon Palace has spent on this big game of chess?
The layout that has been planned for many years and the carefully designed killing moves are not something that a young boy like you can just imagine?"
His words of sorrow and resentment were full of disdain, and murderous intent burst out from his eyes:
"If you still can't guess the intentions of our Demon Palace after knowing your life experience, then you will really disappoint me.
But now that you know the intentions of our Demon Palace, none of you can leave alive today!"
Bei Tianyin sacrificed a white bone cane, and a cold light shot into the sky. With his slight click, the overwhelming demonic energy poured into the Huaguo Mountain like boiling water exploding in a pot.
Lin Dongjiu, Little Fatty, and the Great Sage roared, and their momentum spread wildly, like the light Taoist who had conquered the darkness, using various means to attack the fatal point of Bei Tianqiu.
The little fat man folded the precious fan, and one flew out, filled with brilliant light, pulling everyone into the ethereal world of mountains and rivers.
But I saw two light spots flashing rapidly on the Mo Mountain, one black and one red, like fireflies chasing each other in the dark night, indistinguishable.
My eyes sank into the painting, and it turned out that the red and black spots were the bloody ancient demon ape, which was chasing and beating the grudge filled with demonic energy.
And the black spots are getting bigger, like a drop of black ink immersed in water, creating layers of black halo, engulfing the red spots.
At this moment, a golden dot flashed across the painting, dragging out a brilliant tail of light and rushing towards the spreading black halo.
The golden dot fell into the black halo, but was not engulfed by the black halo. Instead, it suddenly lit up with a dazzling white light, like a star swallowed by a black hole that suddenly exploded. The violent energy tore through the layers of darkness and spurted out billions of light showers.
The black spots seemed to be irritated, and began to dance wildly, throwing away all the lead on their bodies, just like a basin of ink splashed on the fan, soaking the magnificent purple and red landscape painting into pitch black.
The erosion of black ink was accelerating, but the remaining white space at the bottom of the fan suddenly ignited with a white firework, rolling up a raging fire, sweeping away the darkness with the force of a prairie fire.
The color of the entire fan changed again. Half of the fan was bone-gnawing darkness, and the other half was heart-burning cold flames.
Fire and darkness are like water and fire, cannibalizing each other, but each takes up half of the country. They are equally matched and inseparable.
In the ultimate confrontation between black and white, an intersection line was cut in the center of the fan, but the remaining intersection line was not dyed black and white, but darkly scarlet.
Pale blood seeped out from the intersecting lines on the fan, starting as a drop, then connecting into a line, and finally flowing like a gush of blood.
Peng Yan, who was holding a precious fan, was secretly worried. He poured all his spiritual power into the painting, trying his best to suppress the darkness that was always ready to counterattack, and his calves were trembling.
Suddenly, the entire fan trembled and was in turmoil.
Black and white began to fade, and the piercing scarlet began to rise, sweeping in like overwhelming clouds. The landscape and ink painting just emerged from the monotony of black and white, and in an instant it was occupied by the ultimate red.
A muffled sound rang out from the fan, and the fan surface was like a beaten drum, holding up the blood drops dripping on it and jumping up and down, like a string of jade beads scattered on a silver plate, flying freely.
Little Fatty, who was manipulating the magic weapon outside, didn't know what happened inside the fan, but when he saw that there was a river of blood under the magic weapon, he was so frightened that his face turned pale.
He held the precious fan and fanned it fiercely into the air. The three streams of light were immediately thrown out of the fan, turning into three figures and falling heavily to the ground. Within half a moment of them falling to the ground, pools of blood flowed out on the ground.
, which shows the brutality of the battle in the fan.
The little fat man took a look and saw that the Great Sage had turned into the size of a monkey's head, covered in blood and trembling in a ball.
Then he turned to look at the two figures, only to see that they had already stood up, glaring at each other, secretly gathering their strength, and might start a fight at any time.
"It's really unbelievable, Lin Dongjiu. Although you borrowed the power of that precious fan, you were able to seriously injure me at the Foundation Establishment level. I am destined not to let you live today!"
Beitianwen staggered to his feet, but his legs were still trembling slightly. He was breathing in demonic energy as weak as gossamer, and the aura on his body was extremely chaotic. Half of his withered arms were exposed under the torn red robe, but there were already blossoming bone flowers.
Lin Dong's face was as cold as the abyss, and there were numerous bloody wounds on his body. One of his calves was curled together, and an unknown number of ribs were broken in the depression on his chest.
The dragon pupils with golden lines in his eyes were blazing with golden light, but a deep blood mark was left in the corner of his eyes. His voice was full of endless resentment, like a roaring beast in the abyss, and he was choked to death:
"Sorrowful and resentful, you killed nearly a hundred families of innocent villagers in Luo'an Village, and your poor sister's family was ruined. Her trace has never been found to this day!
You want to kill me today, so why don’t I want to kill you with my own hands to avenge you!"