At this critical moment, the Purgatory Fire Demon burst out with unprecedented potential. He desperately controlled the flames and tried to force the poisonous mist out of the body.
However, the poisonous mist seemed to have strange power, constantly eroding his cultivation, making his actions increasingly difficult.
The Purgatory Fire Demon felt that his vitality was rapidly draining, and his body gradually became weak. He knew that this was the poisonous mist that was gradually destroying the origin of his life.
Before waiting for a moment, the Purgatory Fire Demon was already attacked by the poisonous mist before he took action, causing his seven orifices to bleed to death. His body suddenly collapsed, and the cave returned to peace.
Zhang Liucheng did not stop, he began to search in the Flame Demon Cave and collected all the treasures in the cave one by one.
Then he took out the elixir and prepared to resurrect the purgatory fire demon.
After half an hour of hard work, the Infernal Fire Demon was finally reborn.
Zhang Liucheng put it into the spirit beast bracelet and left the Flame Demon Cave, leaving only silence and heat.
Zhang Liucheng stepped out of the Flame Demon Cave, and a snowy field stretched in front of him. The thick snow was peaceful and solemn.
He stared ahead, the mess after the fierce battle was shocking.
The people of the Ancient Demon Cult paid a heavy price on this piece of snow. Their bodies were like sculptures, covered by silent snowflakes. Some fell quietly in a pool of cold blood, and some were still struggling to death.
Zhang Liucheng felt a deep sorrow and endless exhaustion in his heart. The cruelty and bitterness of this war cut his heart like a knife, and could not help but fill his tongue with an unspeakable bitterness.
He didn't know when this war would end, and he didn't know if he could go on unscathed.
His eyes fell deeply on the snow stained black by the demon blood, and his heart was filled with confusion about the unknown and deep weariness of war.
Half an hour later, the Yin-Yang Demon Lord stepped forward and reported to Zhang Liucheng: "Master, all the demons have been wiped out, and the ancient demon sect has also lost thousands of disciples."
Zhang Liucheng was a little surprised by the news.
He originally expected that the battle would last for a while, but he did not expect that the disciples led by the Yin Yang Demon Lord would win so quickly.
He nodded slightly and said: "Everyone has worked hard and I will resurrect them when I have some free time."
After saying that, he waved his hand suddenly, and hundreds of storage rings flew into the air to collect the demon corpses on the ground.
Then, hundreds of storage rings seemed to have come to life, flying quickly towards the storage ring on his hand.
At the same time, everyone in the Ancient Demon Sect instantly turned into streams of light, like meteors in the night sky, flying towards Zhang Liucheng's spirit beast bracelet. Their figures gradually disappeared in the void, as if being swallowed by an invisible force.
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After three days of flying in the void, Zhang Liucheng seemed to have experienced an endless nightmare.
However, he finally overcame all difficulties and successfully reached his destination - the end of the ancient demonic realm.
In front of Zhang Liucheng, a huge stone tablet stood, engraved with four ancient characters full of magic - "Ancient Demon Forbidden Land".
Deep in the forbidden area, an extremely powerful demonic energy spurted out, like a dark giant beast, rolling and twisting the surrounding air, as if it was going to swallow everything in it.
In order to prevent potential danger, Zhang Liucheng bit his fingertip without hesitation and squeezed out a drop of bright blood.
He closed his eyes, concentrated all his energy, and ran the mysterious "Holy Demon Tianxin Jue".
This drop of blood gradually changed under the influence of his mind power, and finally turned into a clone. The image was lifelike, as if it were his other self.
He handed the gun in his hand to this clone. After the clone took the gun, it merged with Zhang Liucheng and invaded his real body.
At this moment, Zhang Liucheng's aura soared instantly, as if there was a majestic force surging in his body.
He stared at the "Ancient Demon Forbidden Land" ahead. It was a mysterious and dangerous place. However, for Zhang Liucheng, this was not only a challenge, but also an opportunity.
His steps were firm and decisive, and he crossed a restriction with one step. It was like crossing the boundary between life and death, and he entered a new world full of unknowns.
The bloody road in front of him was like a passage leading to hell, extending endlessly, shining with a cruel and dangerous light.
The black demonic blood is like the curse of the devil and the invitation of death, which is daunting.
However, Zhang Liucheng was not an ordinary person. He was not intimidated by this horrific scene.
He stood at the entrance of the bloody road, with firm eyes, steady breathing, and took a deep breath of the aura filled with terror and danger.
That demon blood burns like fire and is as cold as stone, containing the power of death and destruction.
When Zhang Liucheng introduced it into his body, his body seemed to be torn into millions of pieces, whipped by invisible whips, and pierced by sharp pain.
However, he did not let out a painful groan, but just gritted his teeth and endured the endless torture silently.
The "All Things Transformation Spirit Pearl" in his body is like a bright pearl in a moonlit night, running on its own and shining with mysterious light.
This spiritual bead is like a stream of clear water, transforming the demon blood into a stream of pure energy like muddy water.
This energy was like sweet spring water, swallowed by the Demon Infant, and became the nourishment for his continuous improvement in cultivation.
At this moment, a thick black smoke shot straight into the sky and suddenly appeared in the sky.
Then, a solemn and powerful shadow slowly appeared, as if Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva emerged from the ancient underworld, exuding infinite majesty and domineering power.
He frowned, his eyes full of anger, and stared fiercely at Zhang Liucheng in front of him.
His voice was like thunder, shaking the blood of the entire Demon Realm, making it impossible to ignore: "Boy, how dare you break into this mysterious ancient Demon Realm, and step into the forbidden land that even the demons are afraid of. Now, you have set foot on the Demon Realm. Blood Road, face me, Ksitigarbha Demon King, your death is not far away."
After saying that, Ksitigarbha Demon King suddenly waved his giant hand, as if he had mastered endless magic power.
Suddenly, under the bloody path of the Demon Realm, those huge creatures that had been dormant underground for a long time began to violently break out of the ground.
Hundreds of beings from the divine realm appeared in front of them instantly, including golden ox, black donkey, giant tortoise, white bear, white tiger, yellow dragon, white unicorn, white phoenix, as well as dozens of Yi human monks and giant monks from the divine realm. They seemed to be gods of war who came from ancient times, full of majesty and extraordinary.
After they appeared, they immediately assumed a fighting stance, preparing to fight against the enemy in front of them.
Zhang Liucheng stood in front of the gods, his expression solemn and solemn, and the flame of anger burned deep in his heart.
His eyes, those mysterious ghost eyes, swept across every creature and monk like a sharp sword.
He observed and explored, trying to find out the truth hidden beneath the calm surface.
Suddenly, his eyes froze, and those seemingly normal creatures and monks became different in his eyes.
He clearly saw that everyone was controlled by demons, and the weak demonic energy was beating in their bodies like dark pulses.
This discovery filled Zhang Liucheng's heart with anger, and his face became more serious.
He glared at Ksitigarbha Demon King and said angrily: "Bold Ksitigarbha Demon King, you dare to control the gods, you are so bold!"
Ksitigarbha Demon King has regained his solid figure. He raised the corners of his mouth and sneered: "Ignorant young people, they are all divine cultivators and divine beasts who died heroically in the war between gods and demons. I give them a chance to fight again. This Isn’t it bad?”
Zhang Liucheng shouted at Ksitigarbha Demon King in a stern voice: "How dare you, a demon, to argue with such strong arguments? Have you ever remembered the endless suffering that the war between gods and demons brought to the God Realm? Are you willing to trigger such a war again and let the creatures of the God Realm once again Trapped in dire straits?”
His voice resounded throughout the space, echoing between heaven and earth. The air around him seemed to be shocked by his anger, and it was still for a moment.
"If the flames of war are ignited, I, as one of the surviving demons in the war between gods and demons, will fight against the gods again without hesitation." Demon King Ksitigarbha raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said with an extremely cold smile: "Boy, I advise you to leave quickly without forcing me to take action."
Zhang Liucheng straightened his chest, showed no fear, and responded firmly: "I am a human race, and you are a demon race. They are naturally hostile and cannot be reconciled."
After he said these words, the muscles all over his body seemed to be alive, his skin shone with an even more dazzling light, and a mysterious power spurted out of his body. He cast his unique spell "Spiritual Nose Shrinking the Earth Technique", and his true body instantly turned into a red light and disappeared into the soil.
In the darkness deep underground, Zhang Liucheng reappeared like a ghost.
He stared at the clone on the ground and whispered the command: "You, lure away the Ksitigarbha Demon King!"
He realized that Ksitigarbha Demon King's strength was too amazing and had reached the eighth level of the realm of gods and demons. He could not fight this demon king alone.
Ksitigarbha Demon King seemed to be aware of his voice, and with an understatement of his fingers, a powerful dark storm instantly swept towards Zhang Liucheng's clone, like a black meteor in the night sky, swift and ruthless.
This clone felt the powerful power of the black storm and did not dare to slack off. As if it was swallowed up by the light, it instantly turned into a flash of light and quickly fled into the distance.
He watched the clone's figure disappear in the sky, Zhang Liucheng's heart was filled with anxiety and expectation.
The success of his plan all depends on whether Ksitigarbha Demon King will pursue the clone.
