Red Lotus and Sha Shen Tongzi were having fun in their misery. Suddenly, something abnormal appeared on a red lotus. The two demons turned their heads to look at the red lotus at the same time.
"who?"
Honglian changed and turned into a young Taoist.
"You can call me the Demon Lord."
The image of the young Taoist is none other than Wang Chong, or Wang Chong's demon soul, Taoist Styx.
"The Great Demon of Freedom?"
"The Demon Lord?"
"You deserve it?"
Honglian and Sand Shendongzi revealed the identity of the Great Self-Deviled Demon almost at the same time. Although they are both demons, Honglian and others who practice the devil's way are not the same as the congenitally born devils such as the Great Self-Deviled Demon.
Innate demons such as the Great Self-Contained Demon can be called original demons, while Honglian and others who have practiced the demonic path and achieved samadhi can be called true demons.
The two sides are life and death enemies who are more hostile to each other than Buddhism.
Without him, those who have truly learned the true teachings of the devil's way have achieved success by using demons to seize the way, and they pay attention to using demons to control demons.
In their eyes, the Great Self-Devil is the supreme medicine. If they can seize the path of these demons, they will have the hope of becoming the Taiyi Demon Lord.
It's just that since the birth of the Demon Sect, except for Wang Chong, there has never been a peerless true demon who can seize the Taiyi Demon Lord before he can become Taiyi.
Hearing the ridicule of Hong Lian and Sand God Boy, Da Zi Zai Tian Mo chuckled. He was not surprised. The two parties were not demons all the way, and 'He' didn't have extravagant hopes that the two real demons would recognize 'him' as the Demon Lord.
"Wang Chong and Changmei are already together. Once the massacre in Wutai Mountain ends, the end of you original demons will come."
The two demons were trapped in the Red Lotus Demon Palace by Li Jingxu. Not to mention the situation outside, even Kunlun could not get out. Suddenly hearing that these two fierce men were united in one place, everyone was shocked.
But after being shocked, he immediately calmed down and extinguished all kinds of distracting thoughts. After all, they were facing a Taiyi-level Demon Lord, and one mistake could cost him all his achievements.
As experts in dealing with demons, the two of them knew that the consequences of being deprived of one's merits by the Great Freedom Demon were much more terrifying than being slain by a long-browed demon.
"The worst thing is, we just leave this world. Is it possible that the old man with long eyebrows and the little thief Wang Chong can still hold on to them?"
Hearing the two demons' ridiculous words, the Great Self-Devil just laughed and said:
"As long as you are willing, there is nothing anyone can do."
How could they be willing to do so? There are only a few worlds like Shushan where generations of people have completely explored the road to transcendence.
If they had a hundred chances of becoming enlightened in Shushan, then in another world, they would not have even one chance of becoming enlightened.
But no matter what, they will not hook up with the Great Freedom Demon.
The devils are the best at deceiving people's hearts and seize the opportunity to get in. Once they are shaken, not to mention them, even the great Bodhisattvas and Buddhas are in danger of falling. They are very aware of the dangers involved.
Hong Lian and Sha Shen Tongzi both stopped talking and just stared at the Great Freedom Demon who transformed into 'Wang Chong'.
The three great demons, no one spoke, just looked at each other. After an unknown amount of time, the great free demon suddenly chuckled and said:
"You can't fight this calamity. Of course, I can't fight it either. However, there will be a saint's sermon in three hundred years. If you can give up your current achievements and reincarnate, you will have the opportunity to be a saint's hindrance." Dao calamity, the benefits are unimaginable."
After saying that, the red lotus decayed and withered, scattered into the unknown, without leaving any trace.
After sensing that Emperor Zizi had completely left, Honglian and Sha Shen Tongzi looked at each other, frowned slightly, lowered their heads and pondered for a moment, then looked at Li Jingxu outside the Demon Palace, holding the sword upside down, and then said at the same time:
"If Li Jingxu can't do it, it's best to borrow the help of those juniors from Emei."
The two demons rarely had the same opinion. They looked at each other, smiled, and took a sip at the same time, then turned around and left.
At this time, the calamity in Mount Wutai has become more and more severe. Whether inside or outside the mountain, the sky is full of fairy light and treasure.
On the Wutai side, in addition to the original Kunlun Wudang, there were also other side sect masters such as Zang Lingzi, the Celestial Master of the Qizhen, the Liehuo Patriarch of Huashan, and the Fire Spirit Shenjun from overseas.
Not to mention Emei. Although Wutai has risen and shown that it can compete with it, Emei has been the authentic Xuanmen in the world since it grew its eyebrows. I don’t know how many people are willing to be minions.
Most of the cultivators from Shushan have gathered here. In addition to Wutai and Emei, there are three or four groups watching the battle a little further away, but they are ready to wait for both sides to suffer losses and take advantage.
Such as Xiaoyue, Venerable Poison Dragon, Shang Heyang, Liedo Ba, etc., and behind these people are Patriarch Haha, Xuanyuan Dharma King, Jiu Panpo of the Chishen Sect, and other evil sect masters and masters of the demon sect.
As there are more people, the relationship gradually becomes more complicated.
Emei still deceives, coerces and lures people into the battle, but at this time, those who can still be deceived are basically the damned people whose luck is in danger.
It's just that there are only a few people who are about to run out of luck. Even if most of the remaining people are fascinated by the tribulation energy, they will not immediately become fools and mentally retarded. This is neither scientific nor metaphysical.
If you don't join the battle and wait until nothing happens, someone will take advantage of this catastrophe to settle accounts with the enemy.
Not only were the parties fighting swords against each other, but one of them was also fighting every day. It was really a few small fights a day, and a big fight every few days. It was so chaotic that it was terrible.
Some people are sincerely seeking revenge, but some people realize that they cannot survive this catastrophe, deliberately causing trouble, and seeking to reverse the catastrophe again, so as to avoid this final catastrophe of immortality and immortality for the future.
These human beings are not top-notch, but they are not weak. They are close to ascending, and they are cannon fodder and look down on others.
It can be said that these people are the saddest ones. They are neither above nor below, they know everything, but they have to "seek their own death" and are completely confused about their future path.
Even though he knew that if he avoided disaster like this, he would lose his Taoist mind and the chances of becoming Taoist in the future would become extremely slim, he had no choice but to leave his Taoism to the so-called will of God.
Sword fights and killings continued every day, and countless people suffered disaster. Suddenly one day, the situation in the world changed color, and a great fortune from heaven and earth descended from somewhere.
Not to mention everyone in the world, even Wang Chong and others outside the world were a little moved by this great luck.
I saw a black and yellow air, forming the shape of an auspicious cloud, floating over Wutai Mountain, and it was about to set. After a long while, under the dull eyes of the Shushan immortals, it dropped by more than 30%.
I saw that the 30% of the Grand Fortune was divided into two, and one of them fell into the Nine-Bend Yellow River formation. The entire Yellow River began to surge, and the nine palace gates turned into nine dragon gates, firmly suppressing the transformation of the great river. Array.
The remaining one was divided into more than ten channels again and fell among the immortals.
This great fortune was not obtained by anyone in Wutai or Emei. Instead, it was obtained by these immortals who had killed the most people in the past, including all three camps.
(End of chapter)
