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Chapter 803: Each Has Its Own Ferocity

Xing Zong's soul was seriously injured, and his thunder and lightning appearance was broken. It could even be said that he had been knocked down from the position of Saint. If he wanted to restore his soul to its original state, it would take at least hundreds of years to eliminate the infection of earth fire and evil spirits.

Before this, if you try to rob again, you may risk death.

Zheng Jingxing sighed with regret, and looked at the Dragon-Locking Monk who had lost an arm. His expression had become even more solemn.

"It's already a blessing that I didn't die. Anyway, I'll just have to spend a few hundred years in seclusion, which is not a big deal..."

Xing Zong's soul laughed out loud, "Everyone should be more careful in future fights. This evil demon formation combined with the method of fighting is like a demon saint having an extra magic treasure. Not only can it strengthen the fighting body, but it can also be used as a substitute for death.

It seems that after obtaining the witchcraft method, Huazhen Yaoting has integrated its brutality and cruelty into the evil spirit. "

The Demon Court's magic was also powerful and severe. Xing Zong's soul was almost killed. All the souls in the hall were speechless for a moment, and they were all quietly deducing how to deal with it. After a while, their brows were frowned.

If the Taoist soldiers formed a formation, they could fight against the demon army. Unfortunately, this method is really against the harmony of nature and has been banned by the Golden Jade Unicorn.

Or maybe the battle between the tower ships and the demon army will continue until the demon army is consumed to a certain extent, and the demon cloud formation will become difficult to maintain.

At the same time, if one wants to resist the demon saint's fighting body blessed by the evil army, it is best to have a spiritual treasure of level seven or above, so as not to lose the chance of victory out of thin air.

However, a seventh-tier spiritual treasure is not a spiritual tool that can be refined just by saying so. Many sects have spent countless years preparing to refine a spiritual treasure that protects the sect, but they still dare not act rashly. This is because the spiritual treasure must have the rhythm and spirit to illuminate the sky, and if the refining is not done carefully, all the previous efforts will be ruined.

Seeing the guilty look on Zheng Jingxing's face, Monk Xiuyi smiled faintly and raised his palm to salute, "In the midst of the calamity, it is a mutual consumption, the Human Emperor does not need to take it to heart!

Now, since we know that the Demon Court has such means of robbery, the soul with the spiritual treasure can fight against it first.

As for those who don’t have spiritual treasures, at least three or two of them can attack together, and they won’t suffer any loss.”

The calm and regretless voice echoed in the palace, and all the souls nodded. The True Demon Court took the viciousness of the demons and the savagery of the witches, and integrated them into one, making the way of battle have the power to fall from the saint. It should not be underestimated. The suggestion of the Dragon Locking Temple is of great reference value.

This is not a fight to see who is better, but a fight to decide life and death, to open a way forward in the killing dust, so we should use every possible means.

Zheng Jingxing's face had returned to calm, as if all distracting thoughts had been cut off, and he turned back into the merciless golden jade unicorn that had appeared in the dragon-falling battle.

"Monk Xiu Yi Jue has a good idea. In this case, I will have to trouble the immortal master who holds the spiritual treasure of the sect. Other immortal masters are requested to join forces to attack. In the midst of a robbery, face is not worth mentioning."

Jin Yu Qilin nodded slowly, his expression calm, he glanced at all the souls, and said calmly, "The evil cloud has formed a formation, the evil spirits are fierce and stubborn, and, in that evil cloud, there must be all of you Ming Huangs lurking, I think they are here to trap Hou Yi or the Lord of Xing Tian!

There is no good solution at the moment, so we can only fight it out first.

Therefore, I ask all the Immortal Lords to continue to fight against it and deduce the flaws of the demon cloud at the same time. "

The hall suddenly fell into silence. After deducing for a few moments, the souls of the various sects all nodded slowly. The strategy proposed by Jin Yu Qilin was indeed the only feasible solution at the moment.

"Very good, since the might of the evil spirit is so fierce and stubborn, I will be the one to experience it in the next robbery. I think the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner is also enough to compete with the might of the evil spirit army! Anyway, the Emperor of Man is paying the bill, and I can also ask the Great Ghost King Zongbu to move!"

The faint chanting echoed throughout the hall, and Shen Caiyan walked out gracefully, with an air of "no one else can do it better than me."

Hearing the murderous words of the Buddha Mother Wujian, all the souls clapped their hands in praise, but at the same time they also sighed - the two heroes and the Ten Thousand Demon Army of the past had a cause and effect, and each was the other's murderous god. In the struggle, fate played tricks on people like this. Was it stupid? Was it stubborn?

Zheng Jingxing bowed slightly to Shen Caiyan, and then said in a deep voice, "In this case, I will trouble Wujian Temple. Please wait for a moment, Buddha Mother. I have something to ask you about the robbery!

I also ask all the immortals to use some means to fill in the gaps and rescue as many of the Taoist disciples as possible."

After a while, when the other souls left the hall, facing the serene and elegant Wujian Buddha, Jin Yu Qilin sighed quietly, "Cai Yan, in order to completely win the Yuanjie victory, is the choice I made right?"

Taoist Jin Yu took a few slow steps, turned around and said to the beauty in front of him, "As long as I summon the Qilin's wonderful appearance, I can defeat the evil spirit. Whether it's a battle between tower ships or a fight between saints, the losses can be minimized.

But in order to achieve my goal in one fell swoop, I chose to keep it secret. In your opinion, is this price worth it?"

Shen Caiyan nodded without hesitation and said with a smile, "Of course it's worth it! If I were really a Jade Ghost, I would just clap my hands and praise you!

It is not easy to defeat the Huazhen Demon Court, let alone save Jia Yunzhen's life! If Jia Yunzhen escapes this battle, it will cause endless disasters! "

"A merciful army cannot be commanded. If Zheng Jingxing hadn't been acting, he wouldn't have performed so perfectly..."

A calm smile appeared on Jin Yu Qilin's face, but there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes, "Yi Yun is really cautious, and there must be only one chance to kill him. Otherwise, if the battle situation is unfavorable, he will definitely cut off his own arm without hesitation, and even use Ming Huang's life to delay my steps.

So, I must not give him this opportunity!"

Shen Caiyan's beautiful face was replaced with a mischievous look, "Master doesn't want to let him go, so I won't let him go either!

But once the great ghost king Zongbu goes to war, the cost will be quite high, and I don’t know if the golden jade unicorn can afford it. If he can’t pay, I will have a hard time explaining it to him!”

Zheng Jingxing spread his hands, then rolled his eyes at his ghost maid. As they played around, his features became gentle, but he did not look like a human emperor at all.

But, Zheng Jingxing swept his eyes towards the eastern border, thought about the arrangements in the core areas of each region, and sighed softly.

Fighting in various places is not easy. Before the Demon Master falls in the Westernmost Part, we can only hope that other places where fights are taking place can hold on with all their might.

……

Gongsun Youchang, who changed his name to Sun Youjian, carefully spread out the sword energy and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. There was also a sense of peace in his mind.

What you learn from books is always shallow. You have to immerse yourself in disaster before you can practice.

The nine sword chants of the Yuantu Sect announced the will of the nine sword masters. Regardless of whether they were Condensing Truth or Yun Qi, all the cultivators of the sect would fall into calamity, and no one would be exempted.

Therefore, Sun Youjian, who had just joined the Yuantu Sect, received a sword manual and a magic sword, and went to the place where he was stationed and patrolled. This area of ​​barren mountains and wilderness was a thousand miles wide.

Thousands of miles of mountains, if viewed from the sky, seem like vast blue waves, boundless and boundless, but there is not a single human habitation, which makes one feel infinitely lonely.

Sun Youjian was originally the lucky boy of the Lu clan. He was of a very deep temperament and was usually taciturn. Although he applied to be stationed alone, he felt very comfortable. In addition to patrolling every day, he practiced sword skills, and his sword-controlling skills made rapid progress.

Until this day, hundreds of demon followers fell from heaven and saw a man with abundant energy walking towards them slowly in the air, holding a spiritual knife in his hand that was shining with cold light. There was disbelief in their demon eyes.

What's going on? How can a mere ninth level Qi Condensation master be so bold?

In an instant, the sky above this desolate mountain and wilderness has turned into a blood-red world. Daozi held the cold blade in his hand, his eyes calm and indifferent, and rushed back towards hundreds of demon followers.

Zheng!

The calm and regretless sword light is extremely tortuous and graceful, as if it has been reborn after surviving a catastrophe, with its own bright and moving innocence.

The fleeting shadows are like a dream, as if thousands of stars suddenly burst into light, quietly and firmly driving away the dark night, until they themselves are replaced by the light of the sky.

The emperor's relatives are controlled by the emperor and can also be killed. The raging demonic energy immediately erupted, and demonic chants filled the sky, transforming into several nets that swept in. For a moment, the demonic energy surged, and the tranquility in the world was gone. The demonic energy rose into the sky, intertwining and connecting with each other, rippling like the tide.

There is murderous dust that confuses the mind, there is red dust smoke that leads people to depravity, there is the intention of purifying the dust to lead people to sainthood... All the veins of the dust and demons float over like flowing clouds and water, as if playing beautiful natural music.

The sky was filled with smoke and dust, which was glowing and wonderful, and seemed to be floating in the air. However, the danger involved was far beyond the imagination of ordinary people. It was enough to suppress Ning Zhen, let alone a mere Yun Qi.

There was no expression on Sun Youjian's face, and even in his mind, he felt a sense of loneliness as cold as ice, as if the plum blossoms on a steep mountain were in full bloom, but for some reason, their withering seemed meaningless.

"Why on earth did I swing the knife?"

With such doubts, the former White Bone Destiny calmly waved his sword and remained silent. Even if the magic power was just a little bit away from touching his body, his death would be in a moment.

For what reason would I be willing to leave my original destiny, to fight desperately, to save my beauty from disaster?

Is it to avoid being thrown too far away by Xia Yuan? Then what is Xia Yuan doing now?

Is it the literature lessons that we have memorized? Is the humanity and sincerity of our ancestors real?

Was it the Golden Jade Kylin who was talking about the world without demons with a smile? It was vivid, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

……

Facing the battle with the devil's followers, Sun Youjian not only did not feel a trace of fear, but hope rose from the bottom of his heart. He wanted to ask himself, ask the knife in his hand, but in a trance, the answer was about to come out, but it was vague.

He seemed to see the mad corpse ghost of that year holding a knife, and with courage, he cut his way out with a single blow, snatching him and Long Xiayuan from Yu Lingzun's hands.

"Why aren't you afraid of the mad corpse ghost? Is he born mad? Or is he a ruler in his heart and a knife in his hand?"

Sun Youjian couldn't help feeling a little confused. When he came to his senses, hundreds of the demon's followers had all been swept up by the muddy sword light, turned into blood and powder, and scattered in the wind.

Where is my knife, where is my ruler? Sun Youjian frowned, then laughed. Perhaps this fight could give him the answer.

He looked down at the barren mountains and ridges below, and suddenly a strange idea popped up in his mind, "These places look barren, maybe I can grow some vegetables!"

Shaking his head, Sun Youjian put this absurd thought behind him. He took out his merit card and registered it himself. "Five hundred and sixty-three followers of the Heavenly Demon have been killed..."

……

The demon saints stood on the demon cloud, and what caught their eyes was a huge flag, standing proudly between heaven and earth. One side of the flag was dark black, and the other side was scarlet red, and it seemed to have infinite power, appearing between heaven and earth.

An abundant and peaceful aura lingered all around, illuminating the void; the rhythm of war and peace merged into one, as if making the heaven and earth bright and free of any trace of haze.

"I didn't expect that she was here. I didn't expect that the nature of Buddha and ghost, the rhythm of war and peace, have been integrated into one by her. She really deserves to be one of the two heroes in the past."

The First Bright Phoenix narrowed its eyes slightly and nodded slightly.

The majestic ghost army lined up above the ghost fog, with a clanging and murderous sound and a sharp edge. The fighting spirit had already soared into the sky, as if only the colors of iron and fire were left in the world, painting a picture of killing. No matter whether one was a saint or a venerable, as long as one was caught up in it, his future in the Spring and Autumn Period would be cut off and he would lose infinite possibilities.

Jia Yunzhen couldn't help but twitch his lips slightly, with a helpless look on his face, "It's said that Shuangying restrains me, although it's nonsense, it has always been like this, that Jinyu Qilin really doesn't miss any chance to win.

I don’t know whether to say he’s boring or cautious.”

"I saw the fierce power of the demon army yesterday, which made me happy. It just so happens that my ghost army is also very sincere in killing. I wonder if there is a demon saint who dares to lead his army to fight with me?"

Shen Caiyan spoke in a dim and cold voice, and an icy blue breath came out of her sandalwood mouth. At this moment, she had shed the appearance of the Buddha Mother and transformed into the form of the Ghost Mother. Her whole body was covered with red lotus armor that looked like red scales. She stepped barefoot in the void, like a Shura Red Lotus quietly blooming.

A fierce murderous intent to kill all those who disobeyed immediately appeared before the saints.

Her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly. She wanted to take this opportunity to release the ghost body of Houyi the god and demon - Zongbu, and use her "demon-destroying" nature to get a glimpse of the strength of the evil demon army and the demon cloud.

"Well, Shen Caiyan, you are both the Buddha Mother of the Infinite Realm and the Jade Ghost of the past. The cause and effect of the Ten Thousand Monsters Forest was caused by you. The fact that you can come to the Western Extremes to fight between humans and monsters is also a part of the entanglement of cause and effect.

Now, I am the only one left in the Ten Thousand Demon Army. If you can, it would be a pleasure for you to take my life."

Jia Yunzhen sighed, but his face was calm, like a quiet lake. Then the demon master raised his head, looked at Shen Caiyan calmly, and said lightly, "Sometimes, I can't even tell whether I should hate you more or Moshu more."

Shen Caiyan turned her head slightly and glanced at the thousand-foot-tall god and demon standing still behind her. The corners of her mouth were curved in a faint arc, as if she was laughing or mocking...

"At this point, what's the point of hating anyone more?

Jia Yunzhen, demon master, come and fight!"