Shangshen Yuntian's huge demonic body stands on the top of Duanbi, with a giant face growing between its chest and abdomen, like a huge protruding tumor. "Elegant * Wen * Love * First * Issue" The face poked out from the knotted muscles. It was as handsome as Zhu Wuxia, but its expression was fanatical and ferocious, completely immersed in selfless killing.
The demonic body lingers in the sky of his transformation, and those demonic creatures that cannot dodge turn into ashes as soon as they touch it. Thousands of red lights illuminated the sky and the earth, and a waterfall of blood surged down from the top of Duanbi. The sweet and fishy smell spread on both sides of the Forgotten River and Ji River, and all living creatures nearby fell into bloodthirsty desire.
"Use my demon blood to cleanse the river of forgetfulness, and use my demon soul to call forth the underworld."
The hoarse chanting sound echoed on the top of Duanbi, and the devil's body fell into the dark shadow. The rivers of Wangchuan and Jichuan were filled with blood, and the waves surged, connecting with the blood river in the sky.
The Huangquan that Venerable Zhuoran called was obviously not the current Yun Qing, but the Holy Lord Huangquan who had survived for a hundred thousand years and still protected the devil.
The River of Forgetfulness and the River of Ji flow out from the dead body of Holy Lord Huangquan, and the power of the demonic path escapes from the remnant soul of Holy Lord Huangquan. Every practitioner of the demonic path can ask for help from this holy master. strength. Below the Peak of Broken Blue is the Temple of the Underworld where Holy Lord Underworld once lived. If Underworld is awakened here, the power will be so powerful that it cannot be resisted.
The air around him was boiling, and the thick smell of blood seeped into his lungs every time he breathed in. The seven sect masters in the Underworld Temple saw the entire temple glowing with a subtle light, and the magic patterns moving around like water. The incomplete temple came to life in the blink of an eye.
"The one closest to the position of Huangquan has always been the Demon Sect of Destruction."
The demonic saint took a deep breath of the fresh breath of flesh and blood, and opened his hands as if to welcome the awakening palace.
"In this case, why did the Saint ask Huang Quan to practice the Demonic Way?" The speaker was Meguang. She was standing closest to the Demonic Saint, so she asked tentatively, "Isn't the Demonic Way... very good?"
The Demon Saint turned his head and glanced at her with soft eyes, but Meiguang could not help but avoid it. The Demonic Saint turned his head again, stretched out his hand to touch the shimmering magic pattern, and said in a calm tone: "The Demonic Path has its merits."
The rest of the people stopped speaking. The Demonic Saint might not want to mention this matter. Perhaps Huangquan's practice of the Demonic Way was not to his liking.
Before this Huang Quan appeared, almost everyone thought that Zhu Wuxia would be the future demon leader.
Huangquan and Biluo have gone the farthest among all the practitioners since the Apocalypse. They have reached the end of the road, and if they take one step forward, they can stand on the way of heaven.
Before Yun Qing appeared, everyone believed that this title would not be chosen by a certain demon cultivator. It had to be fought for by the demon cultivator himself, to carve out a glorious and magnificent road. Just like the Fairy Road's Immortal Ascension Conference this time, there was no specific candidate. Dong Xuanzi walked step by step to the place closest to Bi Luo, reaching the peak little by little.
In the Demonic Way, Zhu Wuxia, like Dong Xuanzi, is undoubtedly the one who has the strength to aspire to the position of Huangquan Biluo. 『Elegant*Wen*Words*Emotion*First*Posted』
She was arranged by the Demonic Saint to enter the Demon Sect of Destruction. Since she was a child, she has been connected to the Demonic Saint using secret methods. She can accept his guidance anytime and anywhere. Every step she has taken since entering the Dao has been steady and perfect. It can be said that the cultivation of her by the demon saint is similar to the cultivation of Dong Xuanzi by the immortal saint. He has been paving the way for Zhu Wuxia to ascend to the throne of Huangquan.
Just when everything was going according to plan, the magic pattern in the Underworld Temple suddenly changed drastically - the isolated magic pattern named Underworld appeared in the center of the Underworld Temple.
At this time, all the demon giants suddenly realized that it turned out that Holy Lord Huangquan had already made a choice, but the question was why there was no similar movement from Holy Lord Biluo
In fact, if you think about it carefully, it can be explained. After all, the magic patterns that record all the direct descendants of the demonic path remain intact in the Huangquan Temple, but the orthodoxy where the Holy Lord Biluo is located has long since disappeared. The immortal saints suppressed the annex, and the humanistic saints suppressed the palace. Neither place can be entered. Who knows what is written inside
For the Demon Saint, Yun Qing's sudden appearance on the Demon Map was just the beginning of everything going out of control, while Demon Lord Qi Yuan who desperately included Yun Qing under the wings of the Six Paths of Yama Demon Sect was the continuation of the loss of control.
Huang Quan should not belong to any sect. She is the most powerful force and should be well controlled.
Because Biluo Huangquan brings not only protection, but also a devastating threat - the Qing Emperor who suddenly lost his way is the best proof. The Demon Saint feels that he cannot do this by handing over the entire orthodoxy to a guy who might go crazy at any time like he did a hundred thousand years ago. He should learn such a painful lesson.
The Demonic Saint calmly watched the shocking battle on the dome, thinking about how to end this out-of-control situation here.
"Alas... hell." A hoarse and tired sigh came from his transformation into the sky. It seemed like an inadvertent call, but the tone was quite close to that of Venerable Zhuoran when he recited the incantation. Solemn and solemn.
The black and red six-path wheel of life and death slowly rises from the sky of his transformation. This giant wheel carries the cycle of life and death. Countless lives perish under its crushing, and countless lives are born under its rolling. Black and red are entangled in a very depressing way. In the gap between black and red, you can see the dense scenery of the six realms of reincarnation. The vicissitudes of a hundred generations can't stop it from spinning slowly in a circle.
The Six Paths of Life and Death gradually broke away from the demonic realm constructed by Venerable Zhuoran. It rotated very slowly, the surrounding monsters perished at an extremely fast speed, and the blood river gradually solidified into a black-red stain.
Upon closer inspection, there is a person nailed to the central axis of the six-way wheel of life and death. He has not been contaminated by any reincarnation. The huge black nail is firmly driven into the heart, fixing him in the center of the wheel. This person is none other than Demon Lord Qian Yuan. His expression is calm and calm, with no sign of pain at all. His black robe is always tight and tight, without any wrinkles.
Venerable Zhuoran almost took a breath of air: "The body is martyred in this cycle, and the soul is separated from the six realms?"
Demon Lord Qian Yuan did not answer, but sighed again and smiled helplessly: "My disciple Huang Quan..."
The six wheels of life and death rotated smoothly and unstoppably, crushing everything around them, and large black cracks appeared in the sky. The remaining body of the monster was swallowed up by something unknown, Wangchuan Jichuan returned to calm, and even the boiling demonic energy in the sky dissipated. This fierce battle has calmed down little by little for some reason, but the danger hidden in this calm is increasing.
"Qian Yuan, we are not fighting for life and death." Venerable Zhuoran and Qian Yuan were also old acquaintances. Although he was crazy about fighting, his reason was still there. This time I was invited to the Duanbi Peak by the Saint of the Demonic Way not to weaken the power of the Demonic Way, but to select the most powerful Demonic Way sect. If there were casualties in the battle, the gain would outweigh the loss.
Zhuoran frowned and said: "After the soul leaves the six realms, there is no life left, and even reincarnation cannot be achieved. You have a heavenly cultivation, but..."
His voice suddenly disappeared. To be more precise, the entire Duanbi Peak fell into silence.
The black and red colors on the Six Paths of Life and Death gradually fade away, turning into a transparent color that reflects the vicissitudes of the human world. Various scenes in the Six Paths of Reincarnation became real little by little, and a complete world appeared in the giant wheel. The pure white Heavenly Path, the dark green Asura Path, the pale golden Human Path, the turbid blue Animal Path, the black-red Hungry Ghost Path, and the gray-black Hell Path. The originally rigid and cyclical picture like a picture began to turn into the real six paths, smooth and smooth. The rotation gradually becomes faster, gradually becoming consistent with the speed of the big world.
The aura of the Demonic Way of Destruction faded little by little, the top of Duanbi was obscured by the Six Wheels of Life and Death, and the entire sky of the Wuwu Demon Realm was shrouded by the Six Wheels of Life and Death.
"It's a small world..." A burst of exclamation came from the Huangquan Temple.
Creating a small world is the power of the saint.
Mei Guang quickly recovered from her surprise, and she found that the demonic saint standing beside her had disappeared.
The demon saint was standing in front of the Six Paths of Life and Death. The smile that usually hung on his face had turned cold: "Is it as you wished?"
"..." Qian Yuan closed his eyes and seemed to be quietly savoring something, "I don't know if I can do what I want."
"The Six Paths of Yama Demon Sect unites the realm of non-delusional demons." The demon saint approached him, his voice getting deeper and deeper, "You still haven't got your wish."
Qian Yuan looked a little tired, and he didn't know if it was because he was tired. His voice sounded less stern than usual, but a little more tender: "What I wish for, is that all my disciples will get the way they want. No. Go astray, don’t regret what you did, don’t live your life in vain, that’s all.”
"Do you think that Huang Quan will be able to attain enlightenment after your death?" The Demon Saint sneered, with an ugly expression on his face, "I never knew you were so naive."
"I can't defeat Zhuo Ran, so I have no choice but to make this decision." Qian Yuan still had his eyes closed, as if he didn't even have the strength to open them.
"You know that Zhuoran will not fight you desperately at this time." The Demonic Saint had already stood in front of him, raising his hand to touch the giant nail on his heart, "You really want to leave the underworld in the Six Paths of Hell. Demon Sect?"
Qian Yuan coughed a few times and waited until he calmed down before saying: "The Saint hopes that Huang Quan will lead the Wuhuan Demon Realm, so she cannot leave any mark of the sect on her body. And I believe that she is a disciple of my sect, and she is the direct descendant of this generation. The most outstanding one among them, so it is inevitable for her to succeed the Six Paths of Yama Sect."
His voice was calm and solemn: "Now the Six Paths of Yama Sect will lead the Wuwu Demon Realm, and Huang Quan will succeed as the leader of the Six Paths of Yama Sect. How about it?"
The demonic saint's face became a little more ugly. He looked at Qian Yuan for a long time, but the other party didn't have the slightest fear or hesitation, and spoke loudly every word.
"Okay." After a long stalemate, the Demon Saint gave in.
Qian Yuan then calmed down and said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you, Lord Saint, for your hard work."
The Demon Saint laughed angrily: "It is precisely because of a disobedient guy like you that I am exhausted."
"I have longed for the Holy One before, but now I have a glimpse of it and realize its cruelty." Demon Lord Qian Yuan lowered his head to show respect, with a faint hint of weakness on his face that had stretched his life to the extreme, "Lord Saint , the devil is very lucky to have you."
The Demon Saint didn't seem to be used to him talking to him like this. After a long time, he sneered and said, "You know now, compared to those who freely pursue the Dao, our holy position is so...desperate."
He suddenly stopped for a while and his voice suddenly dropped: "It's not too desperate. At least I can watch them go on... It's good."
At this time, Qian Yuan made no sound. The Demon Saint saw the six wheels of life and death dissipate little by little, and the small world that had just taken shape collapsed on the top of Duanbi. Qian Yuan died with his body, separated his soul from the six realms, and paid the price of never being reincarnated in exchange for short-term holy power. In just a moment, he almost caught a glimpse of the height of the Demonic Saint, but he soon died due to excessive consumption.
The Demonic Saint looked at the Duanbi Peak, which had returned to calm, and suddenly laughed: "That's great. It would be great if our Demonic Path could continue like this."
"Really, Huang Quan?"
In the main hall of Yan Mo Tianzi Peak, the screen in front of Yun Qing suddenly turned into fly ash, and the Six Wheels of Life and Death and the Ten Thousand Demon Diagrams all disappeared.
Yi Du's figure instantly appeared in front of her: "What's wrong?"
Yun Qing is holding a book in his hand, with the words "Xuan Ming Ji" written on it. It is not an authentic Taoist book, but an ordinary anecdote. She looked a little stunned, and for a moment she didn't realize that Yi Du was talking to her.
"Underworld?" Yi Du slammed the sword in his hand to the ground, and the loud sound made Yun Qing come back to his senses.
"Sorry." She said gently and calmly, "I accidentally knocked over the screen."
Yi Du took a few glances at the book in her hand. He wasn't practicing magic, so how could he accidentally lift the screen
"I heard someone calling me." Yun Qing raised his head and glanced at Yi Du, then quickly returned his eyes to the book. In just a brief moment, before Yi Du had time to confirm the meaning in her eyes, the screen had gathered again, completely covering her behind.
My disciple is Huang Quan. We will never see each other again in this life...