Above the South China Sea, winds and clouds are surging, and the three parties are confronting each other. en8.
Zhuoran's Taoist robes were soaked in blood, and his arms turned into sharp claws of the devil's body. He looked at the other two people with an unpredictable expression and said: "Is that Venerable really unwilling to let go of the Demon Sect of Destruction?"
Yi Du held the sword in both hands, his red cloak dancing in the wind and waves, as silent as a sculpture. Demon Lord Zhushu next to Yi Du looked at him for a while, and when he saw that he had no intention of answering, he said to Zhuoran: "I can't wait to obey orders. If my friend Zhuoran has any doubts, please go to Jiuyou and beg for answers." .”
This statement has been made very explicit. The purpose of their coming this time is to intercept and kill Zhuoran.
Zhuoran's face was solemn and calm, and he asked loudly: "Fellow Taoist Yidu is the elder of the Yanmo Sect of the Six Paths. It is reasonable to fight for Huangquan, but what about you, Taoist Zhushu? Why are you willing to do the same? The work of dogs and horses?”
"The saint has an order and you have to obey it." Zhushu shook his head and sighed, "I have never thought of going to war with you."
Zhuoran seemed to be stunned, and he said somewhat complicatedly: "Really? After so many years of sacrificing our lives and blood for the Wuwu Demon Realm, it has finally become a sacrifice for the coming of hell."
After the great catastrophe of the divine way a hundred thousand years ago, practitioners gradually began to understand the bottom line of the divine way, and they began to explore how to perfectly avoid disasters while developing themselves. Existences as powerful as Biluo Huangquan are not allowed. They have robbed too much power from Heaven. When this power breaks through the bottom line, everything disappears like a dream.
The same goes for orthodoxy.
If the Tao seed is still the key to spying on the secrets of heaven, then after the Tao seed matures and enters the Hedao, the practitioner can truly steal the power of the heaven. The more practitioners there are in a Taoist lineage, the more amazing the power this Taoist lineage can wrest from heaven and earth, and the closer it is to the punishment of heaven.
The saints of all paths appeared at such a critical moment. They suppressed the forces approaching the underworld and used themselves as containers to suppress the fruits of all paths. When the Tao fruit withered, countless new Tao seeds came again. The new Tao seeds brought new practitioners, and the new practitioners quickly grew into dangerous beings that stole the creation of heaven and earth. At this time, the saints will carry out a new round of balance. They deceive the way of heaven, obliterate some practitioners, and integrate their Tao seeds into Tao fruits, so that the entire inheritance can go on without any danger.
Now that the underworld has come again, this means that the saint needs to sacrifice the lives of countless demon practitioners to make a safe place for her.
The other two people looked at him calmly, without sympathy or pity, just looking at him calmly. Zhuoran's arms gradually returned to their original shape, and the blood on the Taoist robe gradually faded away. He stood in the mighty waves, as stable as a rock, unshakable.
Yi Du, who had been silent until now, suddenly said: "It is your great fortune to dedicate yourself to Jiuyou."
After hearing this, Zhuoran's expression suddenly turned wild. He looked up at the gloomy sky and laughed loudly: "Really? What an honor..."
The gray clouds in the sky split into dark holes, and the thunder spread out a little color before it was swallowed up. The place where the sea and the sky meet begins to become blurry, and it looks like someone has forcibly blended the sky and the sea together. The waves rolled endlessly, and the entire South China Sea seemed to have been turned around, and all the sea water rushed toward the sky crazily. A demonic body appeared where Zhuoran was standing, and the demonic roar spread throughout the South China Sea in an instant.
The heavy sword in Yi Du's hand suddenly unsheathed, and the shadow of the deep, lightless sword descended like a mountain. en8. The sword shadow split into two, then split into four, and finally turned into a dense sword curtain, directly trapping the demon body in the sword formation.
"Venerable Huang Quan hasn't come yet?" Zhu Shu felt a little uneasy when he saw Zhu Ran taking action. He used the compass to adjust the celestial phenomena while asking Yi Dudao, "Could it be that he got stuck in the demon realm?"
The sword tactics in Yi Du's hand kept changing. He shook his head and had no time to pay attention to Zhu Shu.
The formation disk in Zhushu's hand rotated, and the dark clouds in the sky dispersed slightly, but it was still dark and unclear, and the demonic energy was strong and ferocious. He changed the arrangement of the talismans on the formation plate at lightning speed, dissipating the true energy of the Destruction of Heavenly Demon Path bit by bit, and then reintroduced the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
"The two of us can trap him for a while, but it won't last long. Can't you ask quickly?" Zhu Shu looked unhurried and calm, but he didn't know how many times he had urged Yi to cross. .
Yi Du replied briefly: "Come right away."
"Did you really ask!?" Zhu Shu glared at him dissatisfied, turned over the compass in his hand, and an identical shadow covered the compass.
Zheting's slightly confused voice appeared on the compass: "Master?"
The compass in Zhushu's hand is called the Qiankun Guiyipan, which complements the one in Zheting's hand that moves stars and changes the moon to convey inspiration.
"Where is Venerable Huangquan?"
Zheting said in surprise: "I have left the Demon Sect of Destruction."
"Then what's the situation of the Destruction Demon Sect now?"
Zhuoran's demonic energy surged over there, and the sword shadows around him were pushed a hundred meters away. With one step, he almost stepped out of the range covered by the sword array. Yi Du, under the pressure of the demonic energy, groaned, and the sword shadows turned into real images, and he stabbed directly at the demon. The demon spread his arms and faced countless sword shadows without dodging. Zhushu stole the air while busy and used the art of changing the universe to separate the two.
Zhushu held the compass tightly and said to Yi Du: "The Dao of Destruction will get stronger as he kills, we can't let him get hurt."
Zheting didn't seem to hear his master's words clearly, so he asked: "What?"
Zhushu was almost as big as the other two. He had to set up a formation to trap Zhuoran while keeping an eye on Yi Du's movements, and he also had to take the time to contact Zheting who was in the Wuwu Demon Realm. It was hard to guarantee that there would be no mistakes if there were so many things rushed together. He had to solve the problem on Zheting's side as soon as possible: "It doesn't matter to you, let's talk about how the Wuhuang Demon Realm is going!"
"Oh, oh, okay." Zheting adjusted the Star Changing Moon Disk in his hand and said solemnly, "Except for the Wuxia Demon Lord who is trapped in the Jumang Divine Domain, there are no survivors from the Destruction Demon Sect in the Wuxia Demon Territory. Senior Yi Xin and I are rushing to the South China Sea, and Venerable Huangquan left before us, so we should be there soon."
These words were concise and clear. Zhushu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, be careful on the road."
He turned the compass over again, and the shadow of the shifting stars and moon disk disappeared into the air. He then raised his head to look at the towering demon body and sighed: "Zhuoran, no matter how hard you struggle, it's useless."
Zhuoran's ten thousand-foot demon body stood majestically between heaven and earth. The sword array could only trap him but not hurt him. A thunderous and dull sound came from the air, and he said: "If you don't do anything because you know it will be useless, then why do practitioners bother to seek the way of heaven?"
"What does this have to do with the way of heaven?" Zhu Shu was quite happy to chat with him. Dealing with this would definitely be much less laborious than dealing with his crazy struggles. Over there, Yi Du meticulously stabilized the sword formation and arranged the sword shadows so that there were no flaws at all.
"How long have we been trapped in Hedao? Thousands of years, or tens of thousands of years?" Zhuoran's voice shook the air, and the sea water surged with every word he said. The scene was particularly terrifying, "No one has ever given up. Isn’t exploration just about pursuing omniscient life and omnipotent power?”
"Not bad." Zhu Shu tried his best to make himself look less perfunctory.
"So I struggle! I compete with the great road for this moment of opportunity, and I compete with you for this glimmer of hope!"
Zhuoran raised his head to the sky and roared loudly. The demon's body instantly grew several times larger, causing the South China Sea to flood. The sword array in Yi Du's hands had already taken shape, and before he had time to disperse, it was swallowed up by the demon body. The magic formula in his hand changed, and he shouted: "No birth, no beginning!"
The body of the demon was twisted in unimaginable shapes. Countless rays of sword light broke through from the inside, and a waterfall of blood flowed out of the huge hole created. The sea area where the three people were confronting was instantly dyed black and red. This blood corroded the spiritual energy of the world and most of the creatures in the sea were dead. The demon's body was already dilapidated, but the aura of the Dao of Destruction had just begun to become intense. Many evil signs arise around the body of the demon, and the wounds are connected to the world of all living beings, and evil thoughts pour out like a tide, covering the waves.
"The evil of all evils will destroy all heavens..." The mantra was recited in a deep and powerful voice, word by word.
The compass in Zhushu's hand emitted a fierce light, isolating the surging Dao of Destruction from himself. He sent a message to Yi Du: "Retreat first or not?"
He would definitely not resist this kind of offensive. Whether he would withdraw or not would mainly depend on whether Yi Du could hold on.
"Krishna is reincarnated in the immeasurable pure land!"
Yi Du didn't answer him, he just swung his sword and slashed horizontally, and the black sword light was suppressed by the ferocious Yama's aura.
A dark sun was rising slowly from the sea.
This sun is entrenched with ancient monsters. The nine-headed snake has a flame as its torso and the Yama Dao Qi as its spiritual body. The dark flames are twisting and entwining. Nine songs danced together, the dark sun hung high, and the two demonic energies were fiercely confronting each other in the sky. The demon's true form slowly raised his hand, just shy of reaching the black sun in the sky. At this moment, a gap opened in the center of the black sun disk, and a mysterious light shone like a snake's eye, swallowing up everything it illuminated.
The two sides' true energy collided silently, destroying the heaven and the earth.
"Wait!" Zhu Shu saw that something was wrong with this posture, and the compass began to rotate at an unimaginable speed. "There are other disciples on the sea, stop it quickly!"
Yi Du's expression was as cold and solemn as the armor he wore. He said nothing. The black sun disk in the sky once again cracked an eye, worthy of a stalemate with the devil's body.
The gasping sound of the real demon was deafening, and the speed of raising his hand was very slow, but also very steady. Every inch of his body that moves forward will be crushed by the true energy of Yama Dao, but the pain of every inch of destruction will turn into the power of the extremely evil demon. Unless Zhuoran can be killed in an instant, he can only get stronger and stronger.
The roar of the demon became more and more hearty, and the South China Sea turned into a sea of blood, with countless monsters flying and killing in the sky and the earth.
Zhu Shu held the compass and recited the incantation. What he wanted to do most now was to directly transfer the world back to the realm of Wuwu Demon, because the entire South China Sea was no longer safe.
Just when Zhu Shu was undecided, a sigh came from the void: "What joy is there in life, and what sorrow is there in death..."
Yi Du froze for a moment. The sword technique in his hand was originally flowing like water, but it stopped abruptly at this moment.
A slightly thin figure appeared between him and the demon's true form. Without any warning, it easily turned the rolling sea surface into stagnant water in an instant.
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Zhushu bowed his head slightly in salute and retreated directly to the edge of the South China Sea. As he was further away, the voice became clearer and softer.
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The giant palm of the demon's body slashed down, hitting the black scorching sun head-on with an earth-shattering blow. Yi Du held his sword to block it, and retreated with the force. At this time, only the abrupt figure was left confronting the Demonic Body.
Yi Du held his sword and looked at the child who was honored as Huang Quan. Her robe was a little too big, her wide sleeves fluttered in the waves and the strong wind, and her face hidden by black hair was still compassionate and gentle. The hands that the demon body waved towards her became slow and dull, and its strong texture began to shrink. The demon body seemed to have experienced tens of millions of years in an instant, turning from young and strong to old.
"What joy is there in life, and what sorrow is there in death" or "There is no life in the beginning, life leads to death", these are not mantras in the Yama Dao, but those who have entered the Dao can incorporate the rules they understand into their words. . In this way, the words are finalized and the rules come into effect in an instant.
What is there to be happy about in life? What's so sad and painful about death? At the beginning of everything, there was no life or death. When spiritual beings were born, they began to long for endless life and eternal power, but this was not allowed by the rules.
Everything that lives must die, and all life faces death. This is "living toward death."
The stronger the devil's body is and the more vitality it has, the faster it will slide towards death. When this originally strong arm finally got close to Yun Qing, it was already extremely old.
Yun Qing calmly raised his hand against it, forming a strange contrast between the huge and the small, the young and the old.
She lowered her eyes and sighed softly, and slowly said the last words: "No birth, no beginning, no beginning, no form."
The body of the demon suddenly collapsed, and all demonic and evil thoughts disappeared.
All cause and effect in Zhuoran's body was forcibly pushed back to before the beginning of life, so he lost his body, lost his consciousness, and lost everything that a living being can possess.
Yun Qing was still standing in the same place, and a little bit of invisible light emerged from the dead demon practitioner. Those were the seeds of the Tao. Countless rays of light were sparsely collected by Yun Qing, and finally condensed into round fruits.
Only then did Yi Du and Zhushu step forward to greet him: "I have met Venerable Huang Quan."
Yun Qing didn't look at them, she seemed a little absent-minded. Zhu Shu quietly looked up and found that she was overlooking the southern sea that had turned into a bloody battlefield. It was difficult to tell what she was thinking just from her expression.
I don't know how long it took, but Zhu Shu's neck was sore from waiting, and the girl in front of him said a little indifferently: "Looking up at the sky and the earth, you are just traveling against the odds. Life and death, coming and going, are all out of your control. "
Zhushu no longer cared about his neck at this time. He lowered his head further and responded: "It is true... Only the way of heaven can last forever."