"Ten, you have grown up." As the wings vibrated, there seemed to be a voice, as if the nine sons of the Demon Emperor who had died in the ancient times were laughing.
"Brother!" Listening to the faint voice, the demon prince burst into tears.
For two epochs, he has hidden his whereabouts, collected resources, and used himself as the foundation to nourish his brother's true spirit, which he did not know existed or did not exist at all - only the Demon Crown Prince himself knows the pain during this process.
And the only thing that witnesses all this is the earth.
But at this point, everything paid off.
"There really is still a true spirit!" The ancient demon saints hidden in the ground looked at all this, and they were all dumbfounded.
They were naturally aware of the fact that the Demonic Crown Prince had collected the bones of the other nine Golden Crows. They were also aware of his claim that there were still true spirits remaining among the remains of the nine Golden Crows, but no one believed it. After all, even The Ancient Demon Emperor didn't believe it, so how could anyone else believe it?
Therefore, in this matter, no ancient demon saint has given the demon prince the slightest help.
When the true spirits of these demon prince's heirs manifested, their indifference towards the demon prince turned into incomparable shame at this moment.
"Lin Jiu, stop immediately!" One after another, the ancient demon saints appeared.
If there is only one demon prince who disappoints all the demon saints one after another, then he will die.
But what Lin Jiu was pointing at now was not a disappointing demon prince, but a demon prince who had worked hard and alone for more than two epochs, and the true spirit of the nine demon princes.
Under such circumstances, how could those ancient demon saints watch Lin Jiu shoot that arrow to end the ten-day disaster? How could they watch the true spirits of the nine former sons of the Demon Emperor who had just recovered return to their original state again? Annihilation?
"Amitabha, all fellow Taoists, please go back." The Buddha's light bloomed on the Lingshan Mountain, trying to stop these ancient demon saints.
"That ancient disaster has no beginning and no trace. Is it the way of counting?"
"In the past, His Majesty the Demon Emperor relied on force to forcibly end the disasters. Now, the intermittent disasters have been resumed with the dispute between the Demon Emperor as the source and the inheritance of the Demon Emperor as the clue. This is the magic of counting."
"How dare you fellow Taoists act against the will?" When those ancient demon saints took action, the Buddha's light actually pressed directly towards the ancient demon saints, as if they were going to suppress them all. Posture.
At the same time, the calamity energy between the earth and the ground suddenly rose up, and quickly condensed on Lin Jiu's body. Lin Jiu's own progress in containing the calamity energy and the power of the great witch suddenly accelerated, and just when his body was about to explode. When he opened it, there was an inexplicable force coming in, guiding the changes in his body, allowing him to take on the power of the great witch in a more perfect posture.
This is no longer Lin Jiu borrowing the power of the ancient great witch, but the dead ancient great witch Yi, who wants to use Lin Jiu's form and spirit to shoot the last arrow that ends the ten-day disaster.
This is not Lin Jiu recreating the myth, but the myth covering Lin Jiu.
With such power, the person who took action was of course not Sakyamuni, but the supreme saint of Buddhism, Subhuti.
"Subhuti!" To the north of the earth, the Kun fish that blocked the aura of calamity raised its head and screamed. The shadow of the blue was added to it, so the Kun fish showed its complete posture at this moment - Kunpeng.
However, when Demon Master Kunpeng took action, he did not intend to separate Lin Jiu and the Demon Crown Prince who were fighting - just as Subhuti said, after Subhuti personally triggered the aura of disaster, the general trend of the earth has been completed, and the current situation has Even if Demon Master Kunpeng and others work together, they can't stop this destiny.
Therefore, the goal of the demon master Kunpeng's attack was not to separate Lin Jiu and the demon prince, but to attack Subhuti, the supreme saint.
Kunpeng spread his wings, which were so big that they exceeded the upper limit of human understanding.
The unprecedented huge shadow covered all the light in the entire prehistoric world in an instant, and the sun, moon and stars were all blocked.
In the integrated prehistoric world, everything is dark.
When the light reappeared on the ground, the golden body of Saint Subhuti was still standing on the Lingshan Mountain, but in the Lingshan Mountain there was a piece of ruins, and Subhuti's golden body was also connected by a depression. A sword mark.
Apparently when Demon Master Kunpeng took action, another strong man took advantage of the darkness to give Saint Subhuti a severe blow - Saint Subhuti thought that it was only Demon Master Kunpeng who was taking action, and he was defenseless. As a result, he suffered a big loss.
"Amitabha." Subhuti lowered his eyes.
After that, the eyes between the earth and the earth fell back on Lin Jiu, or on Dayi who was being revived by Lin Jiu's form and spirit.
Even though no one said anything, in fact, everyone had a glimpse of the next ending.
The last arrow of the Great Wu Yi was shot, and under the power of Tai Yi and the surge of disasters, his life was closed. The last descendant of the Demon Emperor fell here, along with the broken true spirits of other Ninth Brother Jinwu.
And Lin Jiu himself, who supported Taiyi's power with the foundation of Tao Fruit, would also be completely drained of energy and spirit by this blow and then fall. The eighteenth level of the netherworld would return to the netherworld, and the netherworld would be completed.
The last traces left by the Demon King in the world completely dissipated.
Similarly, after the great Wu Yi takes action, the last imprint left by the Wu clan hidden in the depths of the netherworld will be completely dissipated.
Just like a real ancient ten-day disaster, both the Witch Clan and the Monster Clan are the losers in this disaster.
The only difference is that in the ancient times, there were no winners, but now, except for the two lich clans, everyone else on earth is a winner.
"What a pity." Sighs of emotion could be heard from time to time.
Whether it was Lin Jiu's stunning appearance or the Demonic Crown Prince's forbearance, it was embarrassing, but now, both of them were going to perish together.
"Da Yi?" In Lin Jiu's consciousness, he was not yet in despair.
Incomparably powerful power and consciousness poured into his body, occupying everything about him and washing everything about him, but he still remained awake.
His consciousness was not crushed under this pressure at all.
His consciousness was just curled up in a corner of his body in an extremely quiet manner, watching his body being occupied in an extremely quiet manner, watching his origin being plundered, and then transformed into a shot out under the surge of disaster energy. That arrow.
And at the moment when the arrow exploded from the bowstring, Lin Jiu's still conscious consciousness finally started to move.
"Lend me to help you achieve the end of the disaster?"
"I'll fuck your mother-in-law!"
