When the nine demon immortals took action together, they immediately attracted the nine strongest gods among the gods, Erlang Shen, Monkey King Qitian, Santan Haihui, Jiutiandang Demon Patriarch...
These great gods don't like to 'bully' the weak. When they see a powerful opponent, they don't even need to give orders and just rush forward to fight with these demons.
However, their departure created loopholes in the originally tight blockade, and a large number of monsters continued to seep out from those loopholes, just like a flood that broke a bank and flooded the earth.
What's even more annoying is that they don't turn around to attack, but focus on staying away.
The deformed body is wrapped in boundless demonic energy, either flying into the sky, hiding on the ground, or hiding, heading towards the depths of the cave.
They did not regard this as a battlefield that must be won, but wanted the monsters to penetrate into the cave to cause destruction.
Li Jing, the king of the simple tower, reacted quickly enough, and he actually dispersed his magical power and then condensed it again.
The original shape of Xuanwu was suddenly divided into the blue dragon in the east, the Xuanwu in the north, the red bird in the south, and the white tiger in the west.
Although they are all miniature versions, he can do all four things at once and operate them with ease.
But with the four divine beasts filling in the gaps everywhere, the situation was slightly stabilized.
Yes, just a little more stable!
Mo Chengjun knew that Li Jing, the King of Tower Towers, could not hold on for long, but he still did not take action because the sword master had arrived!
A thousand-foot-tall Suzaku arrived wrapped in the strong wind. Before it even arrived, the fierce sword energy cut through the sky.
Six more Yangshen Sword Masters fought out of it, with sword energy rising into the sky, and they continued to kill among the monsters.
And they were only the first wave, the second wave came from Qingyou Pavilion.
They were self-aware and did not dare to go on a rampage directly. Instead, they made up for one of the gaps. They then used three sky patrol boats as a gathering point and threw various magic weapons and weapons at risk, thus stabilizing the battlefield.
Behind them is Xuan Shuang, the Seven Star Sect, and the Yu Sha Sect...
Each of them has plugged up a missing piece!
As the number of people continues to gather, the entire front line becomes more and more stable.
Although the monsters are still pouring out in an endless stream, and there seems to be no end in sight, but at this time, pure quantity has lost its effect.
Until this moment, Mo Chengjun finally felt relieved. Then, his eyes bloomed with a faint golden light. Through the boundless demonic energy, and then through the space barrier, he saw a person.
He should be a human being. He maintains a humanoid posture, has green eyes, and has fine and sharp teeth, as if he can bite the enemy to death in the next second.
But he was also wearing cassocks, with a shaved head, a haggard figure, and his hands clasped together, looking like a monk.
The monk standing among the demons exuded an aura of compassion and a faint golden Buddha light.
Apart from the unsatisfactory appearance, with this temperament, this Buddha's light, and this posture, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is one of the living Buddhas in Liangzhou.
But Mo Chengjun felt the crisis in him, a huge crisis, just like facing Lord Zhulong.
And this is the reason why Mo Chengjun didn't take too many actions just now!
Mo Chengjun saw him, and he naturally saw Mo Chengjun, and he bowed politely, with a faint smile on his lips.
Mo Chengjun said: "Would you like to come in?"
The monk shook his head firmly: "I don't want to!"
Mo Chengjun said again: "How about I go out?"
The monk thought for a while and nodded: "That's okay!"
So, across the cave-sky barrier, one person and one demon completed the simplest communication.
In the face of the devil, there was actually nothing to talk about. Mo Chengjun stopped talking nonsense. As soon as his spiritual thoughts moved, the space in front of him twisted into a door. Then he opened his mouth and spat out, and a sword pill broke through the air and turned into a door. The rainbow light disappeared into the door.
At the same time, in the outside world, the monk suddenly moved, and the Buddha's light turned into demonic energy, which only flickered and disappeared before retreating ten miles away.
The place where he originally stood had quietly opened a gap, as if the space had been torn open with a scar, and a bright sword light passed through it.
And Mo Chengjun walked out of the separated space, like strolling in a courtyard.
The flying sword froze in the air and drew out again...
This time, the sky and the earth were darkened, with only a ray of light remaining, extending from one end of the world to the other, as if the darkness had cracked open.
Exactly, the great magical power of swordsmanship, Jianyi.
And in the darkness, only a Buddha's name was heard: "Namo Amitabha!"
Then, a golden palm appeared out of thin air, blocking the sword light.
Exactly, the Buddha’s magical power holds the Buddha’s kingdom in his palm!
At this moment, the sword light advances infinitely, but the Buddha's palm expands infinitely, and the distance between the two seems to have not changed substantially.
Mo Chengjun narrowed his eyes, a little surprised and a little mocking, and then he struck out with his sword again.
This sword, the sword light passed by, the distance quickly narrowed, and it seemed to keep overlapping with the first sword!
boom! boom!
It was unclear whether it was two sounds or a collision, only a violent shock wave spread to all directions, the air was squeezed, and countless monsters that were close were crushed into powder.
Before the aftermath had dissipated, the black clouds in the sky suppressed, and red and white lightning spread to the sky. Before the light fell, another thunderbolt of unknown thickness fell.
Crackling.
Boom, boom!
The world was shocked, and under the thunder, a huge copper bell with Buddhist inscriptions appeared, golden and revolving like glass, and it actually withstood the thunder disaster.
Mo Chengjun stepped forward again, the space folded, and with just one step, Mo Chengjun actually reached the bronze bell. Without saying a word, he raised his hand and slapped...
His palm looks quite ordinary, with long and slender fingers, which is pretty good-looking.
But when the palm was raised and lowered, not to mention the wind pressure, the space was steaming and distorting wherever it passed.
Yes, directly using the power of the body to distort space is simply unheard of!
Although he is not good at close combat, with the power of "Shaking the Sky and Shaking the Earth", he doesn't believe that anyone dares to block his slap!
The distance was too close, too close to escape, but the monk reacted quickly.
The shriveled body expanded rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it became a macho man ten feet tall, with muscles all over his body.
The muscles all over his body were pulsing, as if they were alive. They all poured into his palms, clenched into fists, and slapped Mo Chengjun's palm.
But it wasn't over yet. Tentacles grew out from the back and front of his chest. Eight tentacles in total turned into eight blades and stabbed out directly.
boom!
The crisp sound of collision echoed in the sky, and the space was distorted visible to the naked eye, even forming circles of ripples outward, splashing bright red waves of blood.
That's the blood of monks!
He finally overestimated his physical endurance. This slap directly shattered his fist, forearm, arm, and then exploded his chest...
So, there was blood dripping!
The monk also smashed into the ground under this force, and the huge pit sunk more than ten feet.
But Mo Chengjun also paused and lowered his head slightly. Five holes had been pierced through his golden body.
It was the slap just now that changed the monk's movements, otherwise there would be no shortage of eight holes in the golden body.
But this is actually nothing, because there is no fatal weakness in the golden body. If it is damaged, it can be replenished. Visible to the naked eye, the meritorious golden body is returning to normal.
However, within the golden body, Mo Chengjun stretched out his hand and touched his cheek, feeling that there was a cut on it and blood seeping out.
Yes, he used the "Method of Big and Small" to shrink his physical body and hide it in the golden body of merit.
But no matter how small he is, his physical body still exists. Just now, a tentacle blade almost hit him.
Mo Chengjun is injured!
Even if it's just a cut!
This is an achievement that even Zhulonglongjun has not achieved!
Mo Chengjun thought about it carefully, and it seemed that he had not been injured for a long, long time.
This made him unhappy, so someone had to be unlucky.
Oh, there is a 'devil' that makes you unlucky!
With his eyes lowered, Mo Chengjun looked at the huge pit. In the huge pit, the monk stood up again. His body was covered with dust and blood, and he looked as embarrassed as he wanted.
But his broken muscles are sprouting, growing, and recovering.
His broken bones spontaneously shifted, bonded, and returned to their original state.
His shattered chest swelled again, fragments of his entrails were coughed out, but the damage was repaired again.
In a very short period of time, he returned to the form of a devilish muscular man, but his height was slightly lower, with only nine feet remaining.
Eight tentacles grew out of his ribs, swimming in the air.
At this time, the monk no longer looked human, more like a monster. His green eyes were staring at the sky, filled with red mist.
Then, monstrous hatred filled the world, seeming to stir up the energy in the world.
The next second, roars spread in all directions, and he rushed straight into the sky, with eight arms, slashing out chaotic and orderly sword lights.
There are even golden Buddha palms falling from the sky, getting bigger and bigger, and it seems that countless mortals can be seen chanting Buddhist sutras in them, their voices are restless, and they are suppressed by their heads.
Mo Chengjun, on the other hand, was calmer. He squinted his eyes slightly, held one hand out of thin air, and put it in front of him.
Then, inhale suddenly, open your mouth, and exhale.
The palm spread out in time, and a cluster of flames ignited, and then was blown out of the palm, turning into a rain of fire, burning all over the earth and the sky.
The art of great supernatural power, the true fire of samadhi!
Boom boom boom...
The next second, the real fire collided with the sword light and Buddha's palm. The sound seemed to disappear, and the aftermath spread outwards.
The battle between these two powerful men really made the whole world tremble!
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Mo Chengjun also fought against the Demon Immortal, and the body of the Lihuo Demon Immortal is still glowing in the cave!
But the Lihuo Demon Fairy died so quickly that Mo Chengjun didn't feel the difficulty of the monster, but he felt it in the monk in front of him.
First of all, although this monk is also a Buddha and a demon, he is not like the nine demon immortals in the cave who are half demon and half Buddha. The transformation between Buddha and demon is as simple as drinking water and eating.
He can be illuminated by Buddha's light one second, and filled with demonic energy the next. He can perform all kinds of unique spells and supernatural powers, and with the blessing of the corresponding magic power, they are incredibly powerful.
Mo Chengjun took a closer look and realized that this was the influence of emotions on the wisdom of heaven and earth.
If we talk about sword cultivation, what we are cultivating is sword intention. We use 'faith' to drive the spiritual power of heaven and earth to burst out excessive dark energy, thus entering an overclocking state.
Since the emotions in belief are OK, naturally, other emotions are also OK.
And this group of demons has already sunk their minds into the seven emotions and six desires. They have reached the extreme in certain desires, and they can naturally drive the heaven and earth to overclock.
This is the reason why going crazy can actually increase your killing power.
But that's not all. Regardless of whether it's a human or a demon, anyone who degenerates into a demon basically opens the door to physical distortion and becomes inhuman.
If the cultivation of a demon is to open the genetic lock, it is to return to one's ancestors, and it is to pursue the original power of blood.
The demon's distortion represents disorder, chaos, proliferation, and mutation.
You have no idea which direction it will develop, nor what shortcomings it will bring.
But what you can't deny is that as long as you survive the aberration, there may be side effects of one kind or another, which will make the devil miserable, but there is no doubt that it is powerful.
Some demons can even awaken some weird abilities during this process.
For example, the monk in front of him could actually be divided into three, fighting each other. He entered the Tao with hatred, and the hatred of the three incarnations was even different.
One is full of hatred, one is full of hatred, and the other is holding a grudge.
Each of the three incarnations received a part of the hatred. Although the deformed physical body was intact, the power of the magical powers activated was weaker, leaving only 80% to 90% of the original appearance.
But just like turning one into three and using it as a three-on-one method also surprised Mo Chengjun.
Needless to say, the reason why these demons can still exist, live well, and even build a demon kingdom despite being squeezed out and suppressed by humans and demons all shows how powerful they are.
But this was the monk's only decent counterattack. Mo Chengjun had to admit that this battle was very enjoyable for him!
Lord Zhulong controls time, but he is good at space, and time and space duels. In fact, you can’t do anything to me, and I can’t kill you. Fighting back and forth is not very interesting!
But this peerless demon is different!
He is thick-skinned, has strong resilience, has amazing magical powers, and can occasionally give surprises, which is the best touchstone.
Mo Chengjun just used all his moves, magical powers, and sword techniques one by one, which was really a good test.
Of course, this battle did not last long, because the gods had already come out from the cave.
The Great Sage Qitian was most proud of himself. He thrust a stick from the cave to the human world. There were many monsters strung on the golden cudgel.
Then there is Yang Jian, the Erlang God, Lei Zu Wenzhong, Qingcang Sword Master Deng Bolu...
As more and more gods and immortal cultivators came to the real world from the caves of the cave, the battlefield finally changed.
On the ground, a crack in the Demonic Abyss opened far and wide. Although all kinds of monsters still poured out in an endless stream, they could not keep up with the speed of killing.
Finally, a demon fairy began to try to escape!
They are madmen and mentally ill, but that doesn't mean they want to die!
Even the monk who was fighting with Mo Chengjun regained some consciousness and did not want to fight anymore. He left the two incarnations behind and used various methods to entangle them, but the main body left without looking back.
As for Mo Chengjun, naturally he would not go as he intended. A series of silky small combos and various magical sword techniques took away the two incarnations in one wave.
After another space was folded, he ran in front of the monk and received another slap, beating him to pieces.
But with just this slap, Mo Chengjun knew that he had missed, and it felt wrong!
After all, he suffered from his inexperience. After opening the "Breaking Golden Eyes" and looking for it for a long time, he saw a bloody light disappearing at the end of his field of vision.
At this distance, Mo Chengjun calculated and admitted that it makes sense to "don't chase the poor enemy."
He dodged again and entered the cave again. Looking down from a high position, he saw that everything he could see were corpses of monsters.
However, as he looked at it, his expression became worse.
In the distance, a sword light rose into the sky and landed next to him. It was Shen Jinxiu, the Sword Immortal of the Four Seasons.
She looked at Mo Chengjun's face and asked a little strangely: "Isn't this battle already won? It's useless to kill the enemy. Even five demon immortals died. Why do you feel unhappy?"
Mo Chengjun looked at her, tilted his head and said, "Look there!"
Shen Jinxiu lowered his head slightly, squinted his eyes, and looked at the ground.
There were countless corpses of monsters there. They must have just died, and the overwhelming demonic aura had not completely dissipated and was floating in the air.
Looking down from a high altitude, the demonic energy suddenly pieced together four big characters.
Shen Jinxiu's eyes suddenly became sharp, like a knife, and she said almost word by word: "True! Demon! Come! World!"
Mo Chengjun said quietly: "Actually, looking at it now, this raid organized by the Infernal Demon Kingdom is a bit strange. The nine demon immortals paired with one peerless demon seem to be quite powerful.
But compared to the momentum of three peerless demon immortals taking the lead, three mountains and six caves, and countless aquatic cultivators jointly taking action?
The difference is more than one and a half stars! "
"If the Butian Sect can't do something, why can these demons do it?"
Shen Jinxiu suddenly turned around, stared at Mo Chengjun and asked, "What do you mean?"
"When a real demon comes to this world, he should come to my place and say hello..."
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