Stop and go, stop and go, feeling groggy and confused, I don’t know how much time has passed. Zhou Ji was surrounded by his family members, but at this moment, he felt extremely lonely, as if he was naked and abandoned in the world, cold and helpless. He raised his eyes and looked at his subordinates one by one, Yan Qingyang, Yin Baizang, Wen Sanqing, Ge Yang Zhenren Ge Penglai, Song Gu Zhenren, Chang Xi Zhenren, Ju Yan Zhenren, Huang Sihai, Ji Shenmo, Du Qianjie, Yang Gang, Yanglong, Wenxun, Wenduo, Banque...and the Iron Monkey who carried the red copper hate stick on his shoulder and spent countless efforts to surrender. These are his team, and his followers, as long as they are the Lord. It is immortal, the magic core is not destroyed, and no matter how seriously injured the dependents are, they can still recover without medicine.
In everything, there are gains and losses. From the moment they became the followers of the devil, they lost one important thing, and that was themselves. They act according to Zhou Ji's thoughts, like arms and fingers, and are not afraid of life and death, but in the end they are just puppets who take orders from others. Zhou Ji feels this deeply and deeply.
He is not a creature born from eggs, wombs, moisture, or metamorphosis. He is a clone of Wei Shiqi, carrying his past, his memories, his weaknesses, his side as a secular mortal, with his own will. It was this self-will that drove him to abandon his body, turn his origin into a ball of demonic energy, escape from heaven, and fall into the lower world. The initiator of this thrilling escape was Yu Wenshi, but the one who intervened to cover up the traces was the ancient Buddha Gaya who stirred up the secret of heaven.
Zhou Ji knew very early that although he was a clone, he was a once-in-a-lifetime Taoist seed with excellent qualifications and amazing talents. He practiced the Zixu Yiyuan Gong, and he acted as he should and stopped as he should. He followed the way of heaven above and the nature of mind below. , the future is limitless. However, in order to escape Wei Shiqi's Wuzhishan, he resolutely gave up his body and resurrected his soul in the body of Qi Bing. Qi Bing was just a golden-armored god, the messenger of Biluo Palace, and his qualifications were low. Zhou Ji soon realized the difficulty of the path of cultivation.
At this time, the heaven and the earth are all working together, and the heroes are not free, and the opportunity is not rare. Master Zhenru passed down the book of heavenly magic to Zhou Jide. Later, a witch guided him to practice the Five Senses, Six Truths, Seven Verses and Eight Psalms and twenty-six minor magical powers. But these After years of hard work, I have only realized the two truths of "eclipse" and "breakdown" and have made no further progress. Zhou Ji still had self-awareness. Since he could not seek "broadness", he would instead seek "depth". He worked hard on the two truths of "eclipse" and "breakdown", and in just a few hundred years he began to enlighten his relatives. After conquering all Songgu Zhenren and others, he became unique among the eighteen demon generals, and his progress was rapid.
Ten thousand years is too long, seizing the day and night, but what does all this mean compared to Wei Shiqi?
Zhou Ji spent time with the witch day and night, rubbing their ears and temples together. Over time, he gradually realized that the one who favored him was not the Tathagata Buddha of Lingshan Mountain in the West, but the "false Buddha" Gaya who competed with Tathagata for the Great Thunder Sound Temple. He boarded a pirate ship and became a chess piece in the hands of others. From then on, he could never escape. Gaya asked him to practice magic skills, so he could only practice magic. Gaya wanted him to go into the abyss, and he could only go into the abyss. One day, Gaya would If Jesus wants him to die, what should he do? If he had stayed with Wei Shiqi and just been a clone, would it have been better than now?
Zhou Ji felt confused for a while. He cast his gaze into the depths of the sky. In the east of the abyss, where the sun rises, there are thousands of miles of coastline and giant mulberry trees. Should he go all the way east alone, or should he turn back to Fengping Valley and gamble on his luck? Is there still a place for him to stand next to Wei Shiqi?
Worrying about gains and losses, hesitating, Zhou Ji could not make up his mind. While he was wandering, an earth-shattering roar came from Fengping Valley. He shuddered all over and turned around to look, only to see a streak of demonic energy rising into the sky, like a giant pillar supporting the heaven and earth. , the thirteen demon generals returned to the demon lord's command, their auras rising steadily, rising like the sun, without limit. His heart suddenly sank. He was in a weak position, and he was most afraid of both sides. This seemed to be a simple truth. Could it be that he still expected to establish his own force to compete with Wei Shiqi, Gaya, Bo Xun, and Fan Wei?
With all kinds of thoughts coming and going, Zhou Ji became disheartened. He lowered his head and let out a long sigh, then circled his horse and led a group of family members towards Fengping Valley.
He was restless, confused for a moment, and ignored the imminent crisis. He could not travel more than a hundred miles, and smoke and dust rose from the south. A group of men and horses rushed towards him. The leader was the general Han Zhongli, and he had three generals: Uighur, Huishui, and Nixiang. Attracting thousands of monsters, they rushed forward like a whirlwind. Zhou Ji's surprise was not trivial. His eyes widened, he snorted, and sprayed out two blasts of demonic energy. He wrapped up many of his family members and rolled away against the ice sheet. Han Zhongli said "Hey", the demon had strange magical powers. He was negligent for a moment and was caught by the opponent before the army closed up. He casually pulled the mighty power of heaven and earth and threw it with his arms. Zhou Ji harnessed the demonic energy and suddenly twisted out a snake shape. , can barely avoid the line.
"Interesting!" Han Zhongli grinned, revealing his white sharp teeth. He activated the strange energy in his body, pulled the mighty power of heaven and earth with his five fingers, and smashed him head-on again. This time, he shot with all his strength, and the power was as substantial, covering a hundred feet in radius. No matter what the opponent No matter how you move and dodge, there is nowhere to hide. Zhou Ji's whole body was covered with chills. He activated the "Breaking" truth in his busy schedule and swept away the demonic pool in his Dantian. He punched out some demonic particles and sent them under the frozen soil. There was a muffled sound and a strip of demonic particles exploded. The chasm took the family members and hid underground.
The mighty power of heaven and earth crashed down, and the frozen soil within a radius of a hundred feet sank, compacted as hard as iron stone. After a few breaths, a red copper hate stick pierced the ground, and the iron monkey rushed out. It jumped like a thunder, grinned its teeth, rushed towards Han Zhongli and beat him with the stick.
Han Zhongli didn't care about a mere beast. He stretched out his hand and the iron monkey was hit by the mighty force of heaven and earth. It flew out like a kite with its string cut off. It fell into disgrace and couldn't get up for a long time. General Uighur Town saw something strange about the stick in the monkey's hand. He glanced at Han Zhongli and saw his bright eyes scanning the frozen soil, searching for traces of prey. He quietly stepped forward and stepped on the iron monkey's arm. He bent down to pick up the red copper hate stick, weighed it, and smashed the iron monkey's head to pieces with a stick.
Han Zhongli looked at it once, stretched out his five fingers and grabbed it in the air. The frozen soil was torn apart, and a figure flew out. Zhou Ji held the five-color divine light sickle with both hands, and his lower body was smashed into meat cakes by the mighty force of heaven and earth. He looked miserable. Abyss Town General is so powerful. He has been practicing hard in the lower world for all these years, but he can't withstand the power of the opponent's blow. All his family members are destroyed underground, and even himself can't escape the disaster of destruction. Everything that begins will end, and his end is right in front of him. Zhou Ji smiled miserably, the reluctance in his heart was raging, his eyes were about to burst, and his upper fingers were full of hair.
Killing Zhou Ji was like crushing an ant. Han Zhongli raised his right hand, and just as he was about to slap it hard, his movements suddenly froze. Everything in front of him twisted and deformed. A sharp whistle pierced his eardrums, and his heart and soul trembled. In an instant, An eight-edged armor-piercing spear appeared from the sky and struck through the air.
