Become a Demon Lord, sign in and develop for three hundred years

Chapter 758: Fallen Angel Killing

Calamities and killing dust are always present, life and death are understood through generosity. Who can help me mend the heart of heaven, wipe the blade and cross Mount Sumeru clearly?

Outside the Golden Pillar, there was a rare peaceful scene.

However, what was bound to change had changed. The faint demonic energy replaced the lush greenery of the originally beautiful mountains. The wild beasts infected by the devil chased each other and devoured each other. All vitality was distorted and no longer resembled the human world.

Looking around, the mountains and seas are all devastated, with deep pits caused by thunder and fire, cracks cut by sword energy, thin lines brushed by real water, and white eroded by dark fog... It is so shocking, and between the boundless mountains and seas, there is already filth that is difficult to wash away.

At the edge of Yuan Tu's golden pillar, Gongsun Wuzhi stood quietly, his black robe slightly lifted by the wind, as if he was thinking about the past, as if he was looking at an old scene.

He held the mellow and fragrant wine in his hands, drank it respectfully, walked alone drunk, and there was probably a heart as cold as ice in the pot.

It is rare to find peace in a calamity, and fate is thrown lightly in a calamity. In the calamity, there is a noble one who is willing to pave a smooth road for you, wipe the blade with his own body, and hope that the calamity will end. In this calamity where the evil spirit hangs over the sky, a little orchid is ignited.

The killing will never stop, but it will eventually bring peace to the world and a clear and bright world. This is the promise made by the original spirit of Jie Zong that the world will be renewed.

The Demon-Destroying Green Mirage Bottle emitted a faint and clear light, as if in a dream. When it caught the Soul-Slaying God and Demon's eyes, the mind of the Soul-Slaying God and Demon went blank. Long Xiayuan timidly called out to the Immortal Master twice, but could not find anyone around. He only saw the green fairy vine standing in the corner. He immediately understood something and burst into tears, his voice hoarse.

When the ninth-rank spiritual treasure was handed over to Gongsun Wuzhi by the headless demon, Daozi's hand couldn't help but tremble slightly, as if what he took over was not a spiritual treasure, but an ancient sacred mountain located in the human world.

It was drunkenness, full of humor, and a few sighs in the abyss.

It is the resentment of loyalty, the memory of shame in the cup, silently seeking the chance of victory,

It is the righteousness in the midst of disaster, we must seize the day, and sacrifice our liver and gallbladder to clear the sky.

Even if I die, the killing will never stop, and my achievements will only be taken by future generations...

There were no instructions, nor any loud chanting, only the sincere devotion without hesitation, which turned into a real and true appearance in the vast flowing water - breaking the demon.

Gongsun Wuzhi raised his head and drank the wine in the cup, his body as proud as a pine tree. He then poured another cup of wine into the fierce wind and sent it away.

"Immortal Lord..."

Even though he had thousands of words in his mind, they were finally transformed into two words that he uttered slowly. Daozi couldn't help but sigh softly. The mellow spirit wine seemed to have only a bitter taste left, and a heart-scorching power.

The price of the robbery was paid with the life of Jie Zong Yuan Shen. The rest was his responsibility.

Too many people have devoted their efforts, sacrificed their paths, given their lives, and even thrown away their hopes for immortality to realize the great wish of cleansing the heaven and earth.

All these heavy things were entrusted to Daozi's hands, which made him strip away all the vanity and give up all the fantasy. Only by completely destroying the Demon Court and the Heavenly Demons could he feel satisfied and fulfill his oath.

Michiko calmly filled the empty cups in front of him one by one, picked up one of the cups, and then gently touched it to the other cup, nodding slowly at the same time.

What is there in the disaster? Truth is inside it. It is trapped by lies and attacked by killing.

"Wuzhi, so you are here. Hey, there is also spiritual wine. I didn't know you liked the contents of the cup."

When Xiuting Daojun walked in front of Gongsun Wuzhi, all she saw was a person, a pot and a cup, which showed the loneliness and desolation.

Suddenly, Xiuting Daojun felt that the eyes of the vicissitudes monk seemed to darken, and even seemed a little heavy, which made her heart throb.

Gongsun Wuzhi smiled indifferently, as calm and relaxed as ever. For a moment, Xiuting Daojun wondered if he was dazzled.

"Today the emperors of various clans are quite tactful. I have stolen half a day's leisure. Anyway, I have nothing to do, so I come to enjoy the scenery and think about old friends." The beauty was in front of him, but Daozi had no intention of greeting her. His every move was relaxed, and he just poured and drank by himself.

An old friend? Which old friend? Could it be the old friend from Huan Zong who hurt him deeply?

Although Daozi still looked as if she was keeping people at a distance, Xiuting Daojun felt inexplicably delighted, just like that day when the emperor was lying in ambush and Gongsun Wuzhi directly took the Siming Knife from her hand without any courtesy, yet his strength was reassuring.

Xiuting Daojun walked slowly to a place not far in front of Daozi, and his voice slowed down again, "It's such a peaceful time, no wonder Wuzhi is in such a good mood, why don't you treat me to a few drinks? I have never found a chance to thank Wuzhi for saving me that day, so today I can offer my gratitude to him..."

The beautiful woman looked at Cangshang Daozi with burning eyes, without any sign of retreat in her expression, and her smile like bright jade was even more captivating.

There are numerous Tianzong in various realms, but there are only two pure Kunxiu sects, one is Suqing Huanzong, and the other is Hongxiu Xiangju. Each of them is gorgeous in the world, and each has its own special merits.

Xiu Ting Dao Jun sighed quietly in his heart, as if he felt sorry for the person in front of him, but he also felt a little secretly happy without showing it. The disciple of Huan Zong actually hurt the person in front of him with love tribulation, which was really blind.

The missing emotional calamity in his heart must be made up, otherwise it will hinder his path to the Yuanshen...

"If you want to drink, drink it... Once an old friend wanted to drink with me, and I refused once. Now there is no chance anymore. Fight... Fight..."

Gongsun Wuzhi sighed, without explanation or refusal, he just casually took out a wine glass and filled it for the beauty himself, "This is one of the biggest regrets of my life. If you don't mind, let's drink a glass together."

There were countless robberies and fights, and the Yuantu Sect was a trap set for the emperors of various clans. This plan was laid out when the golden pillar to suppress the region was established, and even the Jiang family was sacrificed to cover it up.

Drawing golden elixirs from various sects and setting up the nine Yuantu sword masters was also part of the plan, but Shenmo Daozi was not completely sure whether he could successfully lure the emperor here.

During the fight, the sword masters could die at any time, and even if the opportunity is not right, Gongsun Wuzhi cannot help them. The fight for victory is so cruel.

Maybe, one drink means one less drink.

Xiuting Daojun bit his lips lightly, then revealed a charming and mischievous smile, "It's really not easy to have a drink with Wuzhi. People say that you are cold-hearted, but I know that you are just pretending to be so."

Xiao Ming was sincere, and they were both sword masters, offering sacrifices to the sword of life together. Since she had seen him show his sincerity to the emperor from a close distance, she could naturally see some clues in it. The deepest part of ruthlessness was tenderness, and the incomplete part of annihilation was joy...

It was really unexpected that this seemingly ruthless Daozi was actually a rather shy person. No wonder he never practiced the art of life sword combined attack with other sword masters...

It’s all the fault of that disciple of Huan Zong!

The two wine glasses touched lightly together, the Taoist with vicissitudes of life was indifferent, the beautiful lady like jade smiled, in the fierce struggle, in the leisurely half day, the spirit wine stained her beautiful heart, the long wind brushed away her sword intent, she looked at the distant sky freely, the smoke and water were endless.

Not long after, a faint blush rose on Xiuting Daojun's face, and his beautiful and ethereal appearance seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, as bright as the scorching peach snow, "If Wuzhi is unwilling to attack with others, why don't you bear with it and choose me... Anyway, I have already seen your sword energy..."

Gongsun Wuzhi couldn't help but sigh softly. This incarnation treasure was the masterpiece of the Immortal Master Du Mi. It could be said to be extremely useful. But the way of heaven was fair. While concealing the true body, it would summon up the peach blossom love calamity silently and without a trace.

Even if he adopted an attitude of keeping strangers away, it would be useless. If he did not let things take their natural course, it would instead break his sword intent.

"Forget it. I'm used to being alone. If I join forces with others to use the Life Sword, I'll feel uncomfortable and it'll be hard to use it..." Daozi said indifferently. His words were half true and half false, but his refusal was made clear directly.

"It doesn't matter. The Abyss Tribulation will last forever. It won't end in a hundred years!"

Xiuting Daojun looked at the vicissitudes monk with a slight smile, and said gently, "My heart has not changed. There will always be a day when you will accept me. I just hope it will be before I die, not after."

As if he couldn't bear the firm gaze of the beautiful female cultivator, the weathered cultivator turned his face and looked towards the vast world.

The beautiful lady's eyes fell on the cup and on Daozi's body, and she seemed a little dazed.

After a long while, Gongsun Wuzhi sighed, "Xiuting Daojun, let me correct you on one point. The Abyss Tribulation will never last for a hundred years or even a thousand years..."

"Yeah." Xiuting Daojun responded gently, without any rebuttal, just staring at Daozi intently.

"The emperors of all clans have come here in droves, what a grand gesture..." Daozi's tone had become cold and eerie, like a pool of icy spring water that suddenly poured into Xiuting Daojun's spiritual center, causing her to shudder.

When she turned her head, she saw cracks in the distant sky, as if ugly centipedes were gnawing at the sky.

“No end…” Xiuting Daojun smiled calmly, a blush on his face, “If I were alive, there would always be a day when I would fight with your life sword together.”

Having said that, looking at the crack in the sky that was still opening up, there was a hint of determination in her eyes. However, when she returned her gaze to Daozi's face, she was surprised to find that the corners of Gongsun Wuzhi's mouth were slightly raised.

It seems that he is smiling...

……

The rolling devil tide fell from the sky, like ink splashed on the universe to paint the calamity of life, like overturning the heaven and earth to write the poison, to put an end to the sins of insects, to snatch away life and death, without the slightest mercy, and without the slightest compassion.

The golden pillars supporting the sky were stimulated by the devil's tide and burst into a light that illuminated the sky. It seemed like a bright candle or backbone in the world, reflecting the vastness of the present and facing the endless danger.

Endless demon followers used their bodies as killing weapons and presented their lives to the emperor, rushing madly towards the golden pillar. Even the formless demon stepped into the demon tide, stirring up the mysterious and magical wonders, and rushed here to show their sincerity.

Many Yuantu monks were blessed by the golden pillars of stars, and their magical powers became more magical. The fierce sword energy became sharper and harder to stop, and it suddenly exploded and could chop people off.

It was as if a surging tide of heaven and earth rushed towards the dam built by the sharp sword energy, crashing into bloody shattered crystal snow. No matter which side it was, neither was willing to give in even the slightest.

It was as if a spark splashed into a sea of ​​oil, causing a sudden explosion. Fierce fighting and unrepentant struggle quickly filled the space between heaven and earth.

In the battle between life and death, there is no good or evil, only victory or defeat. In order to see a deeper realm, and to give the Spring and Autumn Period a humane meaning.

Zuo Hanming held the Sima Ming Knife in his hand and stood there defiantly. Facing the calm smile on the emperor's face, there was only a cold look in Yuan Tu Dao Jun's eyes.

“I have to say that everyone at the Yuan Tu Star Position has really given us, the Emperor, a great surprise.”

There was a hint of praise in the eyes of Emperor Nianbei, as if he was smiling at a bright flower blooming in the wilderness. It was so moving. The brightness that burst out of life before it was shattered was enough to illuminate the withered and flourishing.

"The emperor has come with great hospitality. If I, Yuan Tu Xingwei, cannot greet him properly, I would be impolite."

Zuo Hanming sneered, with a hint of mockery in his eyes, "Although my sect has been promoted from the Earth Sect to the Heaven Sect, we still have the means to respect the emperor. I'm afraid that just relying on you, the Emperor of Nian Bei, is not enough to impact my Star Position Golden Pillar."

Emperor Nian Bei nodded slightly, as if he agreed. What the other party said did make sense. It was a pity that the Yuantu Sect only had the foundation of the Earth Sect, and could not stop the emperors of various sects from seeing their true nature and attacking together.

It is difficult to lie in a calamity. The many waves of demons that had been set off before had tested the lives of countless demon followers. Combined with the deductions of the emperors of various sects, they had already found the flaws in the Seven Star Golden Pillar that guarded the area.

Now is the time to reap the fruits.

The destruction of Yuan Tu's Golden Pillar was only the beginning. From here, the Southern Region would fall, and then all the regions would sink. The Great Free Emperor would fall from the sky and become unbreakable!

Zuo Hanming held the life-saving knife and smiled indifferently, not bothering to figure out that many peerless Taoists of the human race had joined forces to set up a trap just for the Emperor of all veins. Now was the time to make an all-out effort.

There might only be one such opportunity, but since it is presided over by the Golden Jade Unicorn and handled by the Lord of Xingtian, I think that with just one chance, several emperors can be captured...

If it succeeds, the crisis of the many golden pillars in various regions will be resolved immediately.

"I am the Emperor Nian Bei of the Destruction Sect. Today I come to suppress the Yuan Tu Sect..."

Emperor Nianbei made a false gesture of invitation, with a half-smile, indifferent and elegant, with a hint of sadness in his eyes, "These millions of mortal bodies have been locked up by you under the thick earth, like being trapped in a cage, unable to see the light of day, unable to be free, it is really sad, today I am here to free them."

“The emperor is so confident that he isn’t afraid of getting his tongue blown away by the strong wind. Here is the Life Sword. I have never killed the emperor before. I’m afraid I will have the honor today.” Zuo Hanming poured all his Taoist power into the Life Sword and slashed at the emperor with it.

The nine sword kings, all holding the sword of life, if they want to win in the calamity, the only sharp way is to use the method of exchanging lives, to cut deeply into the life, to cut off everything that has nothing to do with the mortal world, to cut them all to the underworld, to cut the Saint to fall from heaven.

This is the path chosen by Yuantu Zong. If one can kill the Saint but survive, one can achieve the Yuanshen.

In terms of brutality, it is even better than many other Tianzong.

boom!

The nature of splitting the sky suddenly erupted, extremely sharp and fierce, rolling like a tide, and slashed towards Emperor Nian Bei fiercely, without regrets or resentment, and came to meet him.

“Yes, judging from this one sword alone, the Yuantu Sect is indeed worthy of being a Heavenly Sect.” The emperor spoke calmly, and there was even admiration in his eyes.

The next moment, extremely profound demonic power burst out from the emperor's demon body, meeting the brilliant sword light, coming to overthrow heaven and earth, to destroy all living beings.