The huge demon body rising to the sky stands on the top of Duanbi, with a huge face growing between its chest and abdomen, like a huge protruding tumor. That face protruded from the gnarled muscles, and it was as handsome as Zhu Wuxia, but with a ferocious and ferocious expression, completely immersed in the selfless killing.
The demon body hovers in the sky of his transformation, and those monsters that cannot dodge it will turn into fly ash when they touch it. Thousands of red lights illuminate the sky and the earth, a river of blood gushes down from the peak of Duanbi, the fishy and sweet smell spreads on both sides of the River of Forgetfulness and River of Records, and the living creatures nearby are plunged into bloodthirsty thirst.
"Use my devil's blood to cleanse Wangchuan, use my devil's soul to summon Huangquan."
The hoarse sound of reciting mantras echoed on the Duanbi Peak, and the demon body fell into the dark shadow. The rivers of Wangchuan and Jichuan were blood-colored, and the tide surged, joining the blood river in the sky as one.
The Yellow Spring called by Venerable Zhuoran is obviously not the current Yun Qing, but the Holy Lord of the Yellow Spring who has survived for a hundred thousand years and still protects the demon way.
The River of Forgetfulness and the River of Records flowed from the dead body of the Holy Lord of the Underworld, and the power of the demonic way escaped from the remnant soul of the Holy Lord of the Underworld. Every practitioner of the Demonic Path can seek it from the Holy Lord strength. Below the Peak of Duanbi is the Temple of the Underworld where the Lord of the Underworld once lived. If the Underworld is awakened here, the power is so powerful that it cannot be resisted.
The surrounding air was about to boil, and the sticky smell of blood penetrated into the lungs between breaths. The seven suzerains who were in the Temple of the Underworld saw a subtle light glowing from the entire temple, and the magic patterns swam around like water, and the incomplete temple came alive in a blink of an eye.
"The one closest to the position of Huangquan has always been the Shattered Heavenly Demon Sect."
The demon saint took a deep breath of fresh flesh and blood, and he opened his hands, as if welcoming the waking palace.
"In this case, why did Lord Saint let Huang Quan practice the way of Yan Mo?" The speaker was Mei Guang, who stood closest to the saint of the way of magic, so she asked tentatively, "The way of the devil...isn't it very good?"
The demon saint turned his head and glanced at her with soft eyes, but Mei Guang involuntarily backed away. The sage of the demon way turned his head again, stretched out his hand to caress the shimmering magic lines, and said in a flat tone: "The way of Yan Mo has its merits."
The rest of the people stopped talking. Maybe the sage of the demon way didn't really want to mention this matter, maybe Huang Quan's practice of Yan Mo's way didn't suit him in the first place.
Before this Huang Quan appeared, almost everyone believed that Zhu Wuxia would be the future leader of the Demonic Dao.
Huang Quan and Bi Luo are the ones who have gone the furthest among all practitioners since Tianqi. They have reached the end of the road, and they can stand on the way of heaven if they take another step forward.
Before Yun Qing appeared, everyone thought that this title would not be chosen by a demon cultivator on his own initiative, it had to be won by the demon cultivator himself, and he would open a glorious and magnificent road by himself. Just like in Xiandao's Immortal Ascension Conference this time, there was no specific candidate, Dong Xuanzi walked to the nearest place to Biluo step by step, reaching the peak little by little.
In the magic way, Zhu Wuxia, like Dong Xuanzi, is undoubtedly a person who has the strength to aspire to the position of Huangquan Biluo.
She was arranged by the sage of the demon way to practice in the Shattering Heavenly Demon Sect. Since she was a child, she has been connected with the sage of the demon way with secret methods, and accepts his guidance anytime and anywhere. Every step since she entered the Tao has been steady and perfect. It can be said that the cultivation of her by the sage of the demonic way is similar to that of Dongxuanzi by the sage of the immortal way. He has been paving the way for Zhu Wuxia to ascend to the position of Huangquan.
Just when everything was going according to plan, the magic pattern in the Temple of Netherworld suddenly changed dramatically—the isolated magic pattern named Huangquan appeared in the center of the Temple of Netherworld.
At this time, all the giants of the magic way suddenly realized that the Holy Lord of Huangquan had already made a choice, but the question is why there is no similar movement from the Holy Lord of Biluo? After thinking about it, it can be explained. After all, the magic patterns that record all the direct inheritance of the magic way are preserved intact in the Temple of Underworld, but the orthodoxy of the Holy Lord Biluo has long since disappeared. Saints of the Immortal Dao suppressed the other halls, Saints of Humanity suppressed the Li Palace, both places could not be entered, who knows what was written inside
For the demon saints, Yun Qing who suddenly appeared on the magic map was just the beginning of everything getting out of control, and Qianyuan Mozun, who recklessly included Yun Qing under the wings of the Six Paths of Yan Mozong, was the continuation of the out of control.
Huang Quan should not belong to any sect. She is the most powerful force and should be well controlled.
Because Bi Luo Huang Quan brought not only shelter, but also destructive threats, the Qing Emperor who suddenly lost his way back then is the best proof. To hand over the entire orthodoxy to a guy who might go crazy at any time like what he did a hundred thousand years ago, the sage of the demonic way felt that he could not do it, and he should learn that lesson.
The sage of the magic way calmly watched the shocking battle on the dome, thinking about how to end this out of control here.
"Alas... Huangquan." A hoarse and exhausted sigh came from the sky, it seemed like an inadvertent call, but the tone was quite close to that of the Venerable Clumsy when he recited the mantra. Solemn and solemn.
The black and red wheel of six paths of life and death rises slowly from the sky of He Hua Da Zi Zai. This giant wheel carries the cycle of life and death. Countless lives perish under its rolling, and countless lives are born under its rolling. Black and red are entangled very depressingly, and in the gap between black and red, you can see the densely packed scene of the six reincarnations, and the vicissitudes of a hundred generations cannot withstand its slow rotation.
The Six Paths of Life and Death gradually broke away from the magic domain constructed by Venerable Clumsy Ran. It rotated very slowly, the surrounding monsters died out at an extremely fast speed, and the river of blood gradually solidified into black and red stains.
Upon closer inspection, a person was nailed to the central axle of the six life-death wheels. He was not contaminated by any samsara, and the huge black nail was firmly nailed into the heart, fixing him in the center of the axle. This person is Qianyuan Mozun. His expression is calm and calm, without any trace of pain. The black robe is also strict and proper, without any wrinkles.
Venerable Zhuoran almost took a breath of cold air: "The body dies in this wheel, and the soul leaves the six realms?"
Qianyuan Mozun didn't answer, just sighed again, and smiled helplessly: "My disciple Huangquan..."
The six life and death wheels rotated smoothly and unstoppably, crushing everything around them, and large black cracks appeared in the sky. The remnant body of the monster was devoured by something, Wang Chuan Jichuan returned to calm, and even the true energy of the demonic way boiling in the sky dissipated. For some reason, this fierce battle has calmed down a little bit, but the danger hidden in this calm is increasing sharply.
"Qianyuan, we are not fighting for life and death." Venerable Zhuoran and Qianyuan are also old acquaintances. Although he is crazy about fighting, his reason is still there. This time, being invited to Duanbi Peak by the sage of the demonic way is not to weaken the power of the demonic way, but to select the most powerful demonic sect. If there are casualties in the battle, the loss outweighs the gain.
Clumsily frowned and said: "After the soul leaves the six realms, there is no vitality at all, even reincarnation and reincarnation are impossible, but you have a sky-high cultivation..."
His voice suddenly disappeared. To be precise, the entire Duanbi Peak fell into silence.
The black and red color on the wheel of life and death gradually fades away, and it turns into a transparent color, reflecting the vicissitudes of the world. All the scenes in the six realms of reincarnation gradually became real, and a complete world appeared in the giant wheel. The pure white heaven, the dark green Shura, the pale gold human, the turbid blue animal, the black red hungry ghost, and the gray-black hell, the picture that was originally rigid and cycled like a picture began to turn into the real six realms. The rotation of the universe gradually became faster, and gradually became consistent with the speed of this big world.
The aura of shattering the Heavenly Demon Dao disappeared little by little, the peak of Duanbi was covered by the Six Paths of Life and Death, and the entire sky of the Immortal Demon Realm was shrouded by the Six Paths of Life and Death.
"It's a small world..." There was an exclamation from the Netherworld Temple.
Create a small world, this is the power of the saint.
Mei Guang quickly recovered from her astonishment, and she found that the demon saint standing beside her had disappeared.
The sage of the demonic way was standing in front of the wheel of life and death of the six realms, and the smile that usually hung on his face had cooled down: "Is it as you wish?"
"..." Qian Yuan closed his eyes, as if he was savoring something quietly, "I don't know if I can do what I want."
"Six Paths of Yan Mozong unified the realm of no delusional demons." The sage of the demon way approached him, his voice became deeper and deeper, "You still haven't fulfilled your wish."
Qian Yuan looked a little tired, and I don't know if it was because he was tired. His voice sounded less severe than usual, but a little more tender: "Whatever I wish, all disciples of Weimen will get the way they want. Going astray, not regretting what you did, not wasting your life, that's all."
"Do you think that Huang Quan will be able to attain Taoism after you fall?" The demon saint sneered, his face was very ugly, "I never knew you were so naive."
"I can't beat Clumsy Ran, so I can only do this." Qian Yuan still closed his eyes, as if he didn't even have the strength to open them.
"You know that Zhuo Ran won't fight you desperately at this time." The sage of the Demon Dao had already stood in front of him, raised his hand to touch the huge nail in his heart, "You just want to leave Huang Quan in the Six Paths of Yama Mozong?"
Qian Yuan coughed a few times, and when he calmed down, he said, "Master Sage hopes that Huang Quan will lead the Wuhuang 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 imperative for her to succeed the Yan Mozong of the Six Paths."
His voice was calm and solemn: "Now the Six Paths Yan Mozong will lead the Wuxu Demon Realm, and Huang Quan will succeed the Six Paths Yan Mozong as the suzerain, how about it?"
The face of the sage of the demonic way turned ugly again. He looked at Qian Yuan for a long time, but the other party showed no fear or hesitation, and spoke every word.
"it is good."
Only then did Qianyuan calm down, and he said loudly: "Thank you, Lord Saint, you have worked hard all this time."
The sage of the demon way laughed back angrily: "It is because of a disobedient guy like you that I am exhausted."
"I used to yearn for the Holy One before, but after seeing it now, I realize how cruel it is." Qianyuan Mozun lowered his head to show respect, with a faint meaning of overdrawing his life to the extreme, "Master Saint , Mo Dao is very fortunate to have you."
The demon saint seemed not used to him talking to himself like this, so he sneered after a long time: "Do you know now, compared to those who freely pursue the Dao, our holy position is... hopeless."
When he said this, he suddenly stopped for a while, and his voice suddenly lowered: "It's not too desperate, at least I can watch them go on...it's good."
At this time, Qianyuan was silent, and the sage of the demonic way saw the six circles of life and death dissipate little by little, and this small world that had just taken shape collapsed on the top of Duanbi. Qianyuan died in the wheel with this body, separated the soul from the six realms, and paid the price of never being reincarnated in exchange for short-term holy power. In just a split second, he almost glimpsed the height of the demonic saint, but soon died of excessive consumption.
Seeing the peaceful Duanbi Peak, the sage of the magic way suddenly laughed: "That's great. It would be great if our way of magic can continue like this."
"Is that so, 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 Paths of Life and Death and the Ten Thousand Demon Maps all disappeared.
Yi Du's figure instantly appeared in front of her: "What's wrong?"
Yun Qing was holding a book in his hand, on which were written the words "Xuan Ming Ji", which was not a genuine Daoist book, but just an ordinary anecdotal record. She looked a little dazed, and for a moment she didn't realize that Yi Du was talking to her.
"Huang Quan?" Yi Du slammed the sword in his hand to the ground, and the loud sound brought Yun Qing 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, how could he accidentally lift the screen.
"I heard someone calling me." Yun Qing raised her head and glanced at Yi Du, then quickly turned her eyes back to the book. For just a short moment, before Yi Du could confirm the meaning in her eyes, the screen had gathered up again, completely covering her behind.
My disciple Huangquan, we will never meet again in this life...