Chapter 48: The Demonic Atmosphere in the World (1)
Xuankong Mountain is located in the extreme west of Buzhou Continent. As its name suggests, the mountain floats thousands of feet in the air, like a king in the sky, looking down on a radius of hundreds of millions of miles.
On Hanging Mountain, there is a majestic ancient city, standing high on the mountain like a huge war fortress.
This city is the old city of Tianhuangdi where the imperial power of the Buzhou Demon Clan is located. At this time, a group of demons gathered outside the city. There are tens of thousands of demon clans waiting in formation. The flags are swaying, and they are so dense that they almost cover half of the sky. The demon lights emitted are shaking the world.
How spectacular.
At the head of the demon army, there is even more demonic aura rising into the sky. There are more than ten first-level demon kings exuding the aura of ancient times. Among these demon kings, there are some who transform into snakes, some with heroic moves, some with mountains, some with bullocks, and some.
Qing Ji and others are all ferocious and powerful remnants of the ancient times. If there were not other demon clans from other tribes around them, just looking at these big monsters would easily give people the illusion that they have strayed into the ancient times.
Such a relic of the ancient times, a first-class demon king, would have been a high-ranking hero in Hezhou in the west, but now they are gathered in the sky, staring at a golden chariot rumbling in the distance as if facing a formidable enemy.
"Baihu, this man first killed the Golden Crow, and then killed more than ten second-grade Hezhou demons. He went on a rampage and regarded us as nothing. Could it be that he was the reinforcement brought in by the two Chinese monks?" The voice that spoke was the Yingzhao Demon Lord.
It hums like thunder. This monster looks weird, like his brother Ma Mian in the underworld. Ma Mian has the face of a horse and the body of a horse, while he has the face of a human and the body of a horse.
"What about the monks from China? Kill my brother and humiliate my child. Even if the peak of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism in China comes today, he will have to pay the price! Brothers, lay out a killing array in all directions to cut off his escape. Hum,
If my son wasn't in his hands, why would there be so much trouble today?"
The leader of the White Tiger Demon Lord roared with great fury. His anger spread across the mountains and rivers, and the sound spread thousands of miles. As the order came out, tens of thousands of demon clan troops instantly dispersed. Under the leadership of the major demon lords, they faced the golden battle like an ambush from all sides.
car.
The demon clan was in motion. The storm was frightening. Tens of thousands of demon armies came towards them overwhelmingly, and the end was almost endless as far as the eye could see.
Such momentum and formation immediately slowed down the speed of the golden chariot. Then, as if seeing hope, his expression was so excited that he even forgot about the little white tiger pulling the chariot for a moment. He was severely whipped by Wang Xingren who was driving the chariot.
A whip.
"Why are you excited? Why don't you hurry up and pull the car!"
"Roar!"
Hu Luopingyang was bullied by the dog. He turned around and glared at Wang Xingren, who had the power of the dog. The little white tiger turned his endless grievances into a roar of unwillingness.
"Pa~"
Another whip hit the tiger's butt hard, and the little white tiger immediately understood the situation. Although he hated Wang Xingren in his heart, he still obediently put his tail between his legs and pulled up the golden chariot again, flying towards the destination with tears in his eyes.
The oncoming white tiger demon king.
"Roar~"
The so-called father and son are connected, seeing his precious son being bullied like this by a dog. The White Tiger Demon King almost twisted his nose in anger, and roared angrily. The boundless fierceness shot straight into the sky, and the pressure of the first-level demon suddenly pressed towards Wang Xingren, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top.
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However, just as the mountain-like pressure approached Wang Xingren's extreme, Fa Hai unfolded his folding fan on the golden chariot, and a slow breeze floated out. In an instant, the pressure released by the White Tiger Demon Lord was offset invisible.
"People from China, you have killed my brothers, beheaded my people, and now you are humiliating my child like this. Where did you come from and what are your intentions?"
The White Tiger Demon King also noticed the existence of Fahai. His boundless fierceness instantly found an outlet, and his roar was like thunder resounding across the sky.
The White Tiger Demon Lord has never been a reasonable monster, but now that the little white tiger was in Fahai's hands, he had to suppress the urge to kill with one claw, pinching his nose and questioning Fahai.
At this time, the demon army had already set up layers of killing arrays around the golden chariot. Therefore, although the White Tiger Demon Lord was a little bit defensive, he was still very confident.
Fahai seemed completely unaware of his dangerous situation. He stood up gracefully, looked around the monsters with clear eyes, and spoke calmly while shaking his folding fan.
"My indifferent and wonderful way is sailing across the sea. I came to your city to collect medicines, to meet friends, and to exude the world's enchanting atmosphere!"
In this world, the greatest arrogance is to ignore. The moment Fahai looked at all the monsters as if they were nothing, he immediately made the monsters scream and want to go up and devour him alive.
"It turns out that you are a member of the Danran Miao Dao, Bai Hu. Although we, the Demon Lord, are led by you, Dan Ran Miao Dao is the one who must be eliminated according to the Demon Lord's decree. I can only let you down this time, go up!"
Before Bai Hu could open his mouth, the heroic move was launched first. His body increased by thousands of feet, his eyes flashed like blood-colored lanterns, and a pair of wind and thunder wings suddenly spread out from the horse's body. With a slight tremble, it was already carrying thousands of thoughts.
The lightning bolt rushed towards the golden chariot.
The moment Yingzhao approached the golden chariot, the horse's hooves flew up and stepped out, as if it had broken through the nine heavens, and the void within a thousand feet radius cracked and fell into a realm of nothingness.
As a race with the most physical body, the demon clan's magical powers are the simplest and most direct. Their physical bodies are the strongest magical powers, and their full blow is comparable to any spell.
As soon as the heroic move was made, White Tiger had no choice but to follow suit. He let out a wild roar, like a thunderclap, scattering countless clouds. He jumped up like a tiger and rushed out like a white stream of light. However, his target was not the golden chariot.
But Mr. Baihu.
"To wipe out the demon atmosphere in the world? I will turn you all into demon dung today!"
As soon as the white tiger made a move, a group of monsters roared up. The powerful sound waves spread out, shaking the entire suspended mountain. Pieces of rocks collapsed, shaking the earth, and sending smoke and dust into the sky.
Fa Hai dared to challenge the monsters in Hanging Mountain, so he came prepared. With a wave of his hand, the Gentleman's Wind was already flying in the air, turning into a majestic and immeasurable wind to protect the golden chariot, and sent the heroic move to the sky with a hoof.
Stop it firmly.
"A hundred hearts are united, and the sky binds all spirits!"
Immediately afterwards, he saw Fahai stretch out his hand and Chunyangzhu transformed into hundreds of giant dragon-like chains and spread out, rushing towards Yingzhao and Baihu.
After temporarily stopping Yingzhao and Baihu, Fahai did not stop. He flicked his sleeves. In an instant, the sky and the earth were darkened, the world was like ink, and the Dragon-Slaying Sacred Scroll flew out, turning into a huge formation that covered an area of thousands of miles.
"As soon as the dragon picture appears, thousands of corpses are lying on it. The emperor is like a mourner, and he kills the human emperor with his sword!"
Slaying the dragon is slaying the dragon, and slaying the dragon is the picture of the dragon.
The Dragon-Slaying Holy Scroll is the carrier of the Emperor's Sorrow, and it is also the magical weapon of the Dragon-Slaying Clan after the Emperor's Sorrow. All the Confucian Dragon-Slaying Clan's magical weapons are used to deal with the Human Emperor.
If the Confucian scholar Shi Tian wanted to take the human emperor's head among tens of millions of troops, he naturally had to have means to deal with the army, and the Dragon Transformation Formation formed by the Dragon Slaying Holy Scroll was one of his strongest means.
I saw that as the dragon map formation unfolded, countless low-level monsters fell into the dark world instantly, running around like blind men. At this moment, the Emperor's Shang quietly flew out and melted into the body.
In this endless darkness, one transforms into ten, ten transforms into hundreds, hundreds transforms into thousand... and instantly turns into thousands of inconspicuous ink sword marks flying in all directions.
In an instant, miserable howls occurred one after another for thousands of miles, and blood spread everywhere, as if falling into the Asura Hell.
Emperor's Sorrow, the most powerful assassination sword, can be used with the Dragon Slaying Holy Scroll to kill the Emperor.
However, assassination formations and assassination swords are not long-lasting weapons. Although the dragon map formation is mysterious, it is not very effective against high-level monsters and can only confuse them for a while. Although the emperor's death is sharp, its vitality is greatly damaged and divided.
Of course, it would be difficult for a hundred thousand people to really harm a physically powerful first-level demon king.
"open!"
In less than ten breaths, accompanied by several demon howls that tore through the sky, an unknown demon king used the secret method of blood. In an instant, the sky collapsed, the sun and the moon shook, and the endless dark world collapsed for hundreds of miles. Dozens of majestic figures flew away.
He shot out, joined forces with White Tiger and Yingzhao, and rushed towards the giant dragon chain transformed by Chunyang Pearl.
"boom!"
A violent collision was heard, and the blood of the demon clan surged all over the sky. Countless white clouds in the sky turned red, and bursts of blood rain fell.
"Zen Master, if you don't take action, you will have no choice but to die for me!"
As the rain of blood fell, the Dutian Spirit Binding Formation burst into pieces. The Fire Dragon Lord flew into the gentleman's wind in extremely embarrassed state, followed by dozens of first-level demon lords chasing after him, with demonic light radiating and murderous intent filling the sky.
Even the sun, moon and stars trembled.
"kill!"
These first-level demon kings also held back their breath at this time, and each of them showed the relics of the ancient times. Although the true form of the great demon was different, each one was thousands of feet tall, and the blood and energy surged, and they actually showed the appearance of returning to their ancestors.
, like a creature from the wild, it seems that a single blow can destroy the land thousands of miles away, and even cut down the sun, moon and stars.
One of the prehistoric relics who used the secret method of returning to their ancestors could not be stopped by manpower. At this time, more than a dozen of them attacked together. Fa Hai, who was on the golden chariot, suddenly felt nervous. (To be continued...) i1292