Fight when you want to fight, retreat when you want to retreat, do you really think that the battlefield is a wet market where you can come and go freely?
Qin is good at changing the destiny of the country and strengthening the containment. Wu Feiyu and other venerables speed up their actions, using all kinds of killing moves one after another. The blood mist caress their faces, the clang weapons are shouting, the casualties are accelerating, and the fate of the demon and demon armies is being destroyed. Harvest after harvest.
Yuan Ming, who was sitting high in the Demon Palace, held his hands and laughed, wishing that all the Demon Cultivators would die and the Holy Land would be furious and all throw themselves into the battlefield.
Yesterday, they stood tall and watched his downfall. Now, it was his turn to appreciate their heroic appearance!
Halfway through his laughter, Demon Dao Tianzun sent a decree, asking him to do all he could to protect Hengfang. Along with the decree, there was also a holy treasure.
Demon Emperor Yuanming weighed this innate holy treasure with a touch of mockery in his eyes, "It's actually a picture of deep hatred."
The mountain-holding treasure of Shenhen Moyuan is also a rare object refined during the Three Courts period to restrain the Heavenly Demon Statue.
When he fought against Garuda, as long as there was a holy place willing to help him, he and his men would not be defeated miserably, all sentient beings would not suffer, and his heart for sentient beings would not be possessed by demons. He had forgotten how to pity all sentient beings as a Shinto, but He could not erase the hatred born when they judged him.
Only by pulling the Six Holy Lands together with the Tiandao Alliance into the quagmire can this obsession be released.
Demon Emperor Yuan Ming sneered and threw the Shen Hen Tu to an honorable person sitting down, "Go to the battlefield and save if you can."
This venerable man was named Ku Tu, and he took the Shen Hen Tu and rushed to the battlefield.
Venerable Kutu had a lot of thoughts, and he was extremely careful not to reveal his whereabouts along the way. Finally, he approached the battlefield. At a glance, all kinds of Dao patterns appeared, and the entire void seemed to have collapsed and was wrapped in Weibo.
"Come on, come on, I will add some fire to your fire!" Venerable Kutu held the Charm of Sinful Hatred and was about to throw it when he was hit in the chest by the spinning Jade Fracture Fan, making a cracking sound in his bones.
A hand reached out from behind him and caught the folding fan, "Oh, it turned out to be the Shen Hen Tu, and I actually took it out."
Huajianci is familiar with this treasure. After all, the Demon Statue suffered a loss on it.
This object is made from a soul full of hatred. This hatred can attract the attention of the demon statue, consume the golden light of merit, and interfere with the state of mind of the pure cultivator. However, people in the demonic path can draw strength from this hatred, and their power is greatly increased. , the shortcoming is that after the power is greatly increased, Daoji will suffer a certain backlash.
Killing one thousand enemies will only cost you eight hundred.
Demonic Heavenly Lord is also cruel.
"Who!" Venerable Kutu showed his figure, turned around in a panic, and immediately punched out, but was knocked lightly by the folding fan, and all the force was doubled back on himself, breaking his arm.
He was not obsessed with knowing who was attacking him. When he saw something was in trouble, he hurriedly threw the Hateful Map toward the battlefield.
Huajianci intercepted the light, grabbed it in the palm of her hand, and released it in an instant. At the same time, a killing intent with the will of the quasi-sage emitted from the Chenhen diagram. Although she released it quickly, she was still caught by it. Yu Yun swept over and opened a wound on his soul.
The eyebrows here were furrowed, and the image of deep hatred had flown over the battlefield on its own. The withered yellow scroll spread out, and strands of black lines fell like rain, and the strong breath of resentment spread wildly.
This rain of hatred poured into the battlefield, causing the war situation to change. The demon statue turned its target to the more threatening Shenhentu, but was restrained by the power of extreme hatred, and gradually lost control. However, if the demonic monks encountered the rain, they desperately swallowed it into their belly. Their strength surged and their morale was greatly boosted. They all felt that they could fight for another five hundred years.
Hua Jianci reminded Yu Sheng to recall the demon statue and stop the loss in time.
"You can't fall into this trap twice." The Golden Dragon of National Fortune was stumbled by the hatred, and its form showed a bit of discomfort. Qin Shan guided it to Wu Feiyu. Needless to say, Wu Feiyu The non-fish takes the body as its host body and recites the spiritual mantra.
The fortune of the country poured into her body, and strong winds rose, blowing off the hood of her head. Her aura underwent an earth-shaking transformation in a short period of time. Her aura became broad and broad, and her gestures seemed to pull the heaven and the earth, displaying the majesty of the heaven.
The national destiny is not harmed because of its host body, and she is also powerful because of the national destiny. She can sense the existence of the power of the world through the national destiny, so she uses the national destiny as a mediator, borrows the power of the world, and captures the map of Shenhen. .
The quasi-sage's will in the painting of deep hatred burst out again, sharp and vast.
"It is disgraceful to interfere with our battle to return to the void!" The gathered power of the world cleanly crushed the quasi-saint's will. Shenhen Tu seemed to have come to life and rushed towards Xiang Ji in a hurry.
The strong hatred penetrated the indescribable mysterious realm and was felt by Heng Fang.
His thoughts suddenly cleared up, and his body and spirit were reunited, and he returned to reality. "What a soul-transformation technique, I suffered a lot. I almost wanted to die and go to sleep!"
Heng Fang flew up to catch the Shenhen Tu and put it into his Taoist body. He muttered something in his mouth and the demonic aura all over his body exploded. The body and the diagram merged into one, transforming into the Shenhen Demon General. Even with the limitations of his own Taoism, his combat power could not stop him. It seems to be soaring upward, comparable to that of a quasi-sage.
Before the majesty could be unleashed, the power of the world suddenly overwhelmed him.
Unfamiliar fragments flashed through Hengfang's mind, and many faces with similar demeanors looked down at him. Their hatred and unwillingness deepened, and they roared and tried their best to break the power that suppressed him.
How could Wu Feiyu let him get what he wanted? He fought with him with a staff. The power of the world and the power of the demonic hatred entangled and collided. The mighty waves were like waves, and no one dared to approach.
Is this still a return-to-virtual battle? Why do you always have ways to create shocks? !
While the two were fighting, the others were not idle either. Taiyi knew that dragging them on would be of no benefit to him and others, so he became more and more fierce in his attacks.
The demon and demon armies readily accepted the challenge, thinking that this was an opportunity to fight back.
Unexpectedly, Xiang Ji reached the position of the plundering formation. As soon as he chanted, the dark sky fell, and the glowing light brought absolute silence. Whether he was a monster or a devil, he seemed to have become a mortal, but the Supreme One was in the dark night. Under the cover of the enemy, a unilateral attack was carried out.
The smell of blood is getting stronger, the Tao is singing in mourning.
Lu Wu swung his nine long tails angrily and moved around to avoid the killing lord.
He thought of something and shouted, "He is Yi Yao, the son of Sunlight and Moonlight, where is Zhou Tai, Xiao Yue!"
Zhou Tai is a wolf demon who was cultivated the day after tomorrow. He is not ranked among the great demons. When Lu Wu called out his name, he was startled. Regardless of the reason, he immediately screamed.
Amidst the long roars, the full moon rose, and the moonlight shone on the monsters. Their power gradually returned, and the battle started again.
Lu Wu personally protected Zhou Tai, never forgetting to sneer, "After all, the light of fireflies cannot withstand the brilliance of the silver moon."
Before he finished speaking, Tai Huang Sword and Mu Zhidao Wen came at them together. He drew his tail to fight back, and saw Ji Chaoyue and Chang Chen Patriarch appeared side by side. He said with a bald mouth again, "Shameless, if you have the ability to fight in a duel!"
Patriarch Chang Chen: "I'll kill you."
Ji Chaoyue: "I'll kill the wolf demon behind you, if you can, get out of the way."
...Lu Wu bared his teeth.
