Since that fight ten years ago, Wan Motianzhi was not only in panic all day long, but also in fear. That is to say, the other party had not left the sea of reincarnation in the past ten years, so he felt a little relieved.
Then……
As soon as they left the sea of samsara, there was a huge chaos.
Found him.
As far as I could see, his subordinates were running away, dying, and absent. How could Ten Thousand Demons Tianzhi endure this? He was just in seclusion to heal his injuries. Why did he become a polished commander right after he came out of seclusion?
"The benevolent nature reflects the light, the jade dragon clangs and howls in the sky; the sword in the hand is three feet cold, and the evil stains of the emperor's path disappear."
At the end of the line of sight, blood was flowing like a small river, and a figure was seen stepping forward with a sword in his hand. The sword in his hand was like a moth emerging from its chrysalis, revealing its sharp edge.
"Today, the limit is ten moves. If I can't kill you, I will kill myself."
Under the plan of the four parties, the two fronts started fighting at the same time. After today, the realm of destruction will enter a new situation. These two games can be called the finale.
"Such a wanton slaughter of all living beings, Sword Emperor, aren't you afraid of retribution?"
The Ten Thousand Demons' Heavenly Finger is weighing the situation. He still has a trump card. Since he can't avoid it, he should use it. It's better than leaving it to others to use after his own death.
In his opinion, his life is greater than heaven.
Opposite me, Lin Chongyang said disdainfully: "Cause and effect? I am the biggest cause and effect. Do evil spirits deserve to be called common people? You are too ridiculous."
"Then today, you and I will make an end here!"
At the same time as he spoke, Ten Thousand Devils' Heavenly Finger secretly activated the secret message to the sky and sent a message to another strong man of the evil spirit clan. He was willing to make concessions in exchange for the other party's help. The three of them joined forces to kill the Sword Emperor here.
As soon as he finished speaking, he was the first to take action, and the two evil energies shot out from his palms transformed into the shape of evil dragons and swallowed Lin Chongyang.
After all, he is the creator of supreme magic.
And I have improved during this period.
When he struck out with the first move, he ignored Lin Chongyang's reaction, and instead gathered evil power with his palm and struck it into the ground. It was difficult to win with a direct attack, and he had to come up with strange moves to win.
Lin Chongyang could see the movements of Ten Thousand Demons Heavenly Finger, but the realm he was showing now was extremely powerful, so he could only turn a blind eye.
However, he can also guess what the other person is thinking.
Seeing the two evil dragons devouring them, Lin Chongyang did not dodge or evade. He slashed out the blood-stained ice moths in his hands. The bright sword light lit up the sky. The evil dragons cut off their heads in time, and the attack collapsed.
"Yuan Sheng Tian Feng."
In the second move, the blood-stained ice moth sword pointed to the sky, causing the wind and cloud to dodge. A crisp sound like the collision of broken jade reverberated between heaven and earth. The Confucian holy energy condensed on the sword edge and was slashed out by the sword.
The Ten Thousand Demons Heavenly Finger, which had completed some arrangements, moved its true energy, pulling the boundless evil spirit energy in front of it, turning into a war spear, and was struck horizontally to attack directly. The evil atmosphere above the spear tip was fierce, and it was Wu. The ultimate magic formula——
Grand Slam Yao Teng!
The extremes exploded, and the war spear exploded directly at the moment of contact with the golden holy sword. The holy and evil clashed to the extreme, causing the surrounding heaven, earth, mountains to move, and the landscape to change.
Suddenly!
A golden sword light pierced the evil atmosphere in the sky and pointed directly at the Heavenly Finger of Ten Thousand Demons, forcing him to make his next move in advance. The confluence of Yang Fire Qi was the move of using the Holy to control the Holy.
When he struck again, the flint fell from the sky and was destroyed by the sword light.
There are three types of cultivation methods for supreme magic: the most rigid, the most soft, and the combination of strength and softness. Although when it was passed on to the three masters, they were asked to choose one each, but for the creator himself, there is obviously no such restriction.
"How could this happen?!" In the surprised words of Wan Mo Tianzhi, the situation suddenly changed.
Although the move was powerful, it failed on the spot. Although the power of the sword light was reduced twice, it still left a deep wound on the body of Ten Thousand Demons Tianzhi.
Blood dripped from it and seeped into the ground.
Something evil began to brew underground.
"The Demon World Pagoda, unfortunately, it lacks Xuan Ni's Kuixin and lacks energy."
Sighing in his heart, Lin Chongyang raised his eyes slightly, looked at the Ten Thousand Demonic Fingers in mid-air, and said:
"It seems that there are no more ten moves. The battle of life and death is the last move."
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The other side.
The repulsed Ghost King's coffin splattered with blood in the sky. After landing, a feeling of powerlessness came over him.
"How can you still have some energy left?!" He was a little unbelievable.
This plan had so many people arranged before and after, and Brahma actually still had some energy left. This was something that shouldn't have happened, but it did happen at this moment.
Moreover, he arranged it with his own hands, participated in it, and witnessed it with his own eyes.
There was no reason to refute it, so he couldn't believe it.
In the first battle, the entire army was wiped out, and no bones of the masters he had recruited were left, and the moves in his belly were backfired. The fate of the karma's soul was uncertain. The ghost king's coffin was making quick calculations in his mind. As the saying goes, there is no need to worry about having no firewood to burn the green hills.
Is it too late to escape now?
Or, take a gamble?
Brahma's aura is too terrifying. Is he strong on the outside but weak on the inside?
Escape? Or bet?
“The fish only sees the bait but not the hook, and the man only sees the benefits but not the harm.”
The Ghost King Coffin was still weighing in his mind whether to fight or run away directly, but the Creator had already made a choice for him. Today, Santu Ban was destined to be wiped out in one fell swoop.
I saw him suppressing his injuries and raising his martial arts body again: "Here's evil demon, the troublemaker in troubled times, I'm going to kill you!"
escape!
Must escape!
Seeing the Creator taking steps forward, Ghost King Coffin immediately used his superior Qing Gong, and his body shot out like flying lightning, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
"Ahem——"
After confirming his departure, the Creator dispersed his true energy and coughed out a mouthful of blood.
Then, he took out a jade bottle from his arms, uncorked it and poured it into his mouth.
Although he had said before that he would not let his friends participate, when his friends prepared many backup plans for him, he could not refuse.
As a good friend said, the most important thing is self-knowledge.
After briefly recovering from his injuries, he turned his gaze to the Karma Spirit, who was a hundred feet away, whose life or death was unknown, and to the comatose belly head in the distance.
…………
In the wilderness, the ghost king's coffin escaped from the battlefield and ran in a hurry. Not only was he completely defeated, but he also lost two fellow practitioners. It can be said that he lost his wife and lost his army.
At least, his own life was saved.
On the way, the atmosphere of heaven and earth suddenly changed. Brahma rain fell from the sky, and holy lights suddenly appeared on the ground. Countless holy lights crisscrossed with Sanskrit characters, weaving a series of solemn Dharma images, which was very majestic.
"Who?!" Ghost King Coffin stopped and looked around cautiously.
"One nature permeates all natures, one dharma encompasses all dharma; one moon manifests all water, and all waters and moons capture everything."
Within the field of vision, I saw the person wearing a white cassock, his white hair tied up in a lotus crown, his eyes filled with loving kindness, and his feet stepping on the Dharma seal, just like the Buddha passing through the world and the Tathagata coming to this world.
It’s exactly—the Buddha Emperor of the Nine Realms? Yu Zhixiang!
"Donor, this road is blocked."
Yu Zhixiang looked at the Ghost King's coffin, clasped his hands together, and blocked the barrier alone.
The Creator let the Ghost King leave in the coffin because he was sure that he would not be able to leave. His friends specially asked his friends to pick him up, in order to ensure that this time the plan would be foolproof.
Victory or defeat was determined from the beginning.
