Chapter 120 The Power of One Realm (page 1/1)
The demonic energy infects and differentiates the heavenly demons, which is called an ethnic group. In a sense, Yan Qingyang, Yinbai, Tibetan, Sanqing, Ge Penglai can also be regarded as Zhou Ji's ethnic group. In the future, they will be infused with demonic energy and refined repeatedly, and the bond with each other will become deeper and deeper. You can't be a servant of the devil or a dependent before you start, but Zhou Ji doesn't have the time to do so, so he stops here.
The demon general called the person he destroyed a "child" and gave him an ebony statue as a means of saving his life. The blood connection must have been extremely close, comparable to that of an unusual ethnic group. However, the words "This is how fate should be, what can be done about it?" How to start? Zhou Ji had doubts in his heart. He had an inexplicable premonition. From Da Yingzhou to this demon world, he was guided not to miss this opportunity. It was not natural but man-made. He killed demon generals along the way and practiced demon training. To achieve the magic pool, someone secretly arranged it. Even the dull-looking demon general in front of him was given the resources to help him.
"It's hard to go against your destiny. You have to work in the face of death to earn a small chance of survival. Although you are a person favored by adults, if you want to enter the devil's palace, there is no shortcut. You must fight your way up step by step!" The devil general's bones resounded with thunder. The sound of thunder has not subsided, and he has already rubbed his body forward, and his heavy shoulders are slowly bumping into him.
This collision seemed ordinary and the speed was not very fast, but Zhou Ji's heart skipped a beat and his pupils shrank suddenly. When the demon general stood up, the demonic energy within a hundred miles radius was swept away and poured into his body, crumpled into a ball. The roll collapsed inward, giving birth to a small amount of magic eel, about the size of a grain of rice, which was sent out from the shoulder. This was clearly the magical power of "Breaking Truth". Zhou Ji's face changed slightly and his body retreated violently. The demonic particles were pulled by the Qi machine, like a gangrene attached to the bone, and shot out with electricity.
The demon general stood still, his body relaxed inch by inch, and he breathed a long sigh of relief. It was obvious that this all-out blow was not easy.
The faster Zhou Ji retreated, the faster Mo Ai chased him. Seeing that he could no longer escape, he shook his shoulders and stretched out a pair of colorful wings from his back. The divine light continued to flow. He flapped lightly and his figure suddenly disappeared. , the qi machine disappeared out of thin air, the demonic energy lost its sense, floated in the air, carried up and down, and suddenly exploded, a ball of dark demonic flames fleetingly disappeared, ripples appeared in the void, like a broken mirror, shining starlight broke through Enter this world and tear through the thick darkness.
The power of the devil's origin came from all directions, repairing the damage one by one. The demon general shuddered, his eyes were like lightning, and he glanced around, only to see the demonic energy rippling away a few feet away. A ball of five-color divine light flickered, gradually revealing the outline of a pair of wings, hugging tightly. A place like a sleeping cocoon.
The demon general shook his head, reached out and pulled out a broken sword from his back. He held the hilt of the sword with both hands and put the tip on the ground. His eyes seemed to be closed, waiting for what would happen.
The five-color wings trembled slightly and gradually opened like petals. Zhou Ji walked through the void without any damage. The five-color divine light sickle was forged from the bones of the Peacock King. He inherited some of his innate magical powers and was able to annihilate the air machine and travel through the void. The demon general Although the method is clever, there is nothing he can do. However, just like the other party, all this is not easy and costless. Most of the magic pool in Zhou Ji's Dantian has evaporated, leaving only a shallow puddle, and there is not much savings left. He speculated that the opponent was a mid-level demon general who had been fighting for a long time, and his combat power was comparable to that of a true immortal. As soon as he attacked, he used all his strength without holding back. When he returned without success, he stopped still and waited patiently for the opportunity. This type of opponent is the most difficult to deal with. Even if you are lucky enough to win, it will be difficult to gain anything.
Fighting, killing, and exhausting work are not just to show off one's talents or vent one's anger. If the gain outweighs the loss, why waste demonic energy in vain?
But for Zhou Ji, this is not the case. The demon general said very clearly, "If you want to enter the demon palace, there is no shortcut, you must fight it step by step." This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and it is also a battle of progress and no retreat. During the test, the Great Leiyin Temple persuaded him to transform into the Demon King of Freedom, and presented him with what the Demon General thought was the material for cultivation. What kind of grand battle was this, how could he let him take any chances and escape easily! One wrong step, one wrong step, and the result of cowering is imminent. If he cannot step into the Demon Palace, he will only die.
Zhou Ji's eyes showed a fierce light, he groaned, and suddenly disappeared with his wings. The next moment, he appeared behind the demon general, pounced down in the air, and struck hard with his fists like a comet hitting the moon. The demon general was on guard for a long time. Huo Di opened his eyes, kept his hands on the hilt of the sword, pressed his tongue against the roof of his mouth, and silently activated the demonic power. He turned half a circle before he could move, and let out a loud shout. The sword sank together, and the sword hilt followed the trend. Stepping forward, he withstood two heavy blows one after another, sank slightly, and still leaned on the ground with the tip of his sword.
The fists were like mountains, and the force of the counter-shock was unusually strong. Zhou Ji flew back like an arrow, blood surged in his chest, and his muscles and bones became weak. He couldn't help but gasp. The body of a true immortal and the body of a demon merged into one, and he couldn't even catch the opponent's sword hilt to attack. With such a powerful method, why didn't he use it at the beginning instead of "breaking the truth"? A sneak attack using supernatural powers? Looking at the demon general again, he did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him, but still stood on the spot with his sword, not moving an inch. Zhou Ji had experienced hundreds of battles and his mind was spinning very fast. He expected that the opponent would only defend but not attack. There must be something fishy in this. He took out the three-legged Green Emperor Cauldron, raised it high above his head, swung it several times, exhaled loudly, and smashed it with his hand.
As soon as the three-legged Qingdi Ding left his hand, it quickly grew in size and was pressed head-on by the fierce wind. It was so powerful and heavy that it was about to crush the opponent into a meat pie. The demon general roared again and stepped forward with the hilt of the sword. It met the attack and hit the belly of the tripod, making a loud sound. The big cauldron was like a small mountain. When struck by the hilt of the sword, it stagnated in the air and could not fall. The cauldron buzzed, and streams of green light shot out in all directions, but none of them landed on the demon general.
By giving away a magic weapon, Zhou Ji could see clearly this time. The devil was leaning on the ground with his sword. This was not a pretense. In fact, Yue Zhiyuan Ting's body was connected to this world. When he moved his hands and feet, he borrowed a world. Even though he only had a tiny bit of power, it was still beyond his power.
But since that guy's method was discovered by him, there is no way to deal with it! Zhou Ji flapped his wings, rushed down with his head and feet, covered his figure with the three-legged Green Emperor Cauldron, raised his palm and slapped it on the big cauldron.
The two giant forces used the three-legged Green Emperor Cauldron as the battlefield to collide and compete with each other. Even though the cauldron was the most precious treasure of Suihan Continent, it could not withstand such heavy pressure. It was cracked and shattered. Zhou Ji used the force to fly high. The Demon General pressed down his sword and suddenly stumbled, a strange color flashing across his dull face. He let go of his hands and the sword fell to the ground. His throat rattled and he couldn't utter a complete word. After a few breaths, a muffled sound exploded in his chest, and pure demonic energy poured out. He was wantonly grabbed by Zhou Ji, and he was completely defeated.
Using the other's method to return the favor, Zhou Ji took the palm of his hand and secretly used the magical power of "Breaking Truth" to quietly transfer a bit of mysterious and mysterious demon into the demon general's body, establishing the victory in one fell swoop. So what if we can borrow the power of one realm? No matter how strong you are, if a bit of magic enters your body, thousands of years of practice will be wasted.
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