His clothes and hair were fluttering, and Fengyu felt the black energy entering his body making him lose control.
He used one hand to draw the sword with both hands, and used all his strength. At this time, golden light flowed from his hands, and it was the merit list that gave him strength.
The moment he took out the Grant Sword, a mass of black energy crazily poured into his body.
The white-less eye sockets were stained with dark night black, and countless strands of black energy emerged from his body.
The demon king took the opportunity to possess him, manipulated the demon sword, and cut open the deep sea crust with one sword, destroying the 10,000-year-old seal imposed by Sun Wukong.
"Sun Monkey, did you bring me a body?"
The deep sea shook, the sword light shone in the dark sky, strong winds sprang up, and the black mist boundlessly covered it.
The roar stirred up the vast blue sea, and the strike of the golden cudgel with Grant's sword set off huge waves of sea water, eclipsing the light of Maitreya Mountain.
The mountains surrounding the blue sea trembled, the earth shattered, and the strange-shaped buildings on the ground collapsed one after another.
The mysterious city fell into the chaos of sudden disaster. All creatures looked in the same direction and saw the power of destroying the world and destroying the world erupting over the blue sea.
Black fog blocks the sunlight in the west and spreads over the sea.
There are countless naked male and female demon souls in the fog, each holding a sword and an iron fork, roaring like the tide, roaring and shouting: "Revenge! Cut Sun Wukong into pieces!"
Their Demon King and Victor Buddha fought bloody battles high into the sky. The turmoil caused by the fierce fighting caused the stars to become disordered, and several stars and meteorites turned into streams of fire and fell into the deep sea.
The strong wind rolled the sea water, setting off a ten-foot-high wave that swept across the land.
An incomparably huge human figure was born from the black fog that blocked the sky and the sun. It was the condensed soul of the demon who escaped from birth.
The huge mouth of the human figure is open, like a black hole and an abyss. The upper lip reaches the sky and the lower lip touches the ground. The mouth is filled with thousands of devil soldiers holding weapons high.
The figure standing tall on the sky is like a walking Maitreya Mountain. It glares at the sky while baring its teeth, holds a trident in its hand, and rushes towards the victorious Buddha.
Countless demons and monsters poured out from the huge mouth of the form, dancing with iron forks and pestles wildly, making indescribable roars, and surging in a steady stream.
Sun Wukong was airtightly surrounded by demons and monsters, and his body shrouded in golden light withstood their wild slashes and impacts as moths flew into the flames.
Regardless of their souls being scattered, they collectively fought to the death and turned into pieces when they encountered the Vajra body of the Victorious Buddha.
"You have to choose to die."
The voice is light and gentle, as melodious as the sound of nature.
The image of a huge figure struggling to throw a trident reflected his golden eyes.
His standing posture was motionless, and his body emitted a wonderful and brilliant holy light.
The trident that whizzed towards him stood motionless in front of him and instantly collapsed into powder.
Feng Yu, whose mind was controlled by the Demon King, stood at the feet of the giant figure and saw Sun Wukong approaching him in the blink of an eye.
The golden cudgel hit the young man's chest and abdomen, sending his body flying backwards.
"Only by breaking this body can you seal me again, but can you do it?"
The demon king used Feng Yu's voice to speak and waved the Grant Sword to block the golden cudgel coming towards him.
The void continued to tremble, and the spinning hurricane blew the towering form into the sky unsteadily.
Two extremely powerful forces competed and suppressed each other, erupting thousands of golden lights and black energy.
After both sides were shaken away by their own strength, their bodies flew towards the sky with a kick, and they fought in front of each other with the majestic momentum of a rainbow.
A fierce battle raged across the sky, and the green sky was covered with dark clouds and roaring.
A Ruyi golden cudgel grew crazily and turned into a pillar that reached up to the sky and the ground.
Sun Wukong's whole body shone brightly, and the golden light shone in all directions, and he quickly grew into a tall and majestic figure.
He held the iron rod in his hand and with one swipe he scattered the trolls formed by the condensed demon souls, sending them flying all over the sky.
The stick swung a second time and hit the young man hanging between heaven and earth.
Feng Yu was smashed and was embedded in the stone city of Maitreya Mountain.
He had turned into a terrifying red color, with blood flowing all over his body.
The dark eyes without the whites indicate that he has lost his mind and humanity.
"Aren't you awake yet?"
The deep and mysterious sound of nature echoed in his ears, directly hitting his soul.
A dazed and shaken look appeared on his face, which was full of pale and lifeless energy, and the black energy in his eyes dissipated somewhat.
"Instead of being weak, why don't we go to war and conquer all the worlds together?"
The demon king's voice floated in his mind, tempting him and trying to prevent him from waking up.
"As long as you are used by me, you will have power, strength, money, and beauty."
In order to prevent his will from being destroyed by the demonic words, Fengyu moved his trembling hands and held the Grant Sword in front of him, and the sharp blade penetrated his body and passed through his back.
There was a splash of red, and scarlet hot liquid flowed into a pool of blood from where he was kneeling.
In the stone wall that cracked into a hole, the embarrassed young man covered in blood remained in a kneeling position, silent and motionless.
The right hand holding the hilt of the sword glowed with light, and the bright colors reflected his blood-stained face in an eerie and evil way.
"You destroyed your body and are not willing to become one with me completely?"
The murmuring demon king was suppressed by the incredible holy light, lost the ability to control Fengyu's body and soul, and retracted the Gulan sword in fear.
"Get back to your sword."
After saying this coldly, he slowly pulled the long sword out of his body without any look of pain on his face.
Precisely because the pain was so numb, all senses of the body were lost, and only the endless flow of blood indicated that he was seriously injured to the extreme.
The tip of the sword touched the ground, and he used the force to stand up and step forward with difficulty.
The brightness of the hole in front seemed to be the light guiding him out of the darkness.
The blood spilled on the ground bloomed like a red lotus, flashing with thrilling colors.
Fengyu came outside the cave entrance and stopped unconsciously, stunned by the scene that came into view.
Above the sea, colorful auspicious clouds and rays of light cover the green sky, and a giant Buddha wearing white silver and gold stands standing between heaven and earth.
The city on the shore of the sea was covered with a thick smog, countless demon souls gathered, and the resounding howls of ghosts and wolves spread throughout the Maitreya Mountain.
He looked up and vaguely saw brilliant auspicious clouds floating around the Buddha's face.
His eyes were filled with blood, and his vision was blurred in the deep red. His body gradually lost balance and fell down the Maitreya Mountain.
The wind was blowing all over the body of the lonely young man.
Golden light flashed out from the right hand holding the sword hilt tightly, covering his entire body and slowing down his rapid fall.
The fighting Buddha stretched out a big hand and held him back with compassion.
His body was still bleeding, staining Sun Wukong's palms red.
"The road to slaying demons and defending the Way is full of difficulties and obstacles. If you lose your righteous mind and right thoughts in the future, you will fall into a situation that will never be recovered."
Feng Yu's slightly opened eyes were blood red, his face was pale and haggard, and his whole person was beyond recognition.
