Lantern: Reflection of the Peach Blossoms

Chapter 44: Violent streaker Maha the Great Demon King

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Asura Road, Double Iron Wheel Mountain.

It was cold and windy outside the Yan Mo Palace, Chu He sat on the Mo Dao Hua table carved out of black boulders, staring at the direction of the distant mountain outside the human world in a daze.

Other world clothes, black shirt, jeans, cuffs rolled on elbows, hair has been completely cut short, showing a beautiful and quiet profile in the wind.

His hair was cut by himself with a dagger when he first came to the Demon Realm a few days ago. His original intention was to cut off the curly ends that were in the way, but when he cut short the ends of his hair naturally curled up, he simply cut off all of his hair, instead. Save a lot of trouble.

Originally, the law of the heavens could not be changed at will, but now more than half of him have fallen into demons, so it doesn't matter.

Not far away, the surface of the bloody sea was surging with red smoke, and a few ghostly asuras crawled out of the shoal wet with body bags.

The body bags they use can be large or small, and can hold up to tens of thousands of human bones. When Fan Luo was almost sealed by Zhou Hui, Chu He had brought him to the Four Evil Realms to avoid Zhou Hui's pursuit, but in Yan Mo Palace, he accidentally saw an opened body bag with thousands of hands and feet wrapped around it. The hideous corpse made him walk away on the spot, and he was reluctant to set foot on the Asura Road again.

The Demon Venerable told him that different body bags had the function of refining different corpses, and the fundamental purpose was to refine the collected human corpses into low-level hell demons for the Asura tribe to drive. Whenever a war broke out in the human world, Asuras would collect tens of millions of corpses. Without a steady stream of hell demons to drive, Asuras would not be able to fight against the Heavenly Dao tribes that far outnumbered themselves.

Chu He looked blankly at the huge body bag being dragged out of the water. Judging from the size and the traces left on the beach, there should be at least hundreds of human corpses inside.

Those ghost asuras dragged the body bags and circled up through the beach and the rugged mountain road until they reached the majestic dark crystal avenue outside the main hall of the magic palace. The smell of hundreds of corpses wrapped in a bag is indescribable. Ghost Asura left wet and heavy footprints on the crystal ground, and finally dragged the corpse bag to the wide steps under the table, turned and dragged it down in the sea of blood. a bag.

Chu He sat on the Chinese watch, staring at the bulging cloth bag with black and red bloodstains under his feet. After a while, he reached out and grabbed a jumping golden red flame from the void, and flicked it gently.

The flames fell on the cloth bag, and then "Boom!" An extremely bright fire broke out, instantly burning the entire cloth bag and the hundreds of corpses inside it to ashes!

"You!" Ghostly Asuras turned around suddenly: "What are you doing!"

Chu He said lightly: "It smells bad."

"That's what His Highness Mozun needs!" Ghostly Asura rushed towards Huabiao and said sternly, "Where did you come from, you ignorant human—"

Asura turned into a black shadow in midair, like a ghost, and came to the front in an instant. However, in the next second, Chu He turned his gaze to them with an indifferent expression, maintaining the posture of clenching his fist with one hand and holding his chin without moving, opening his mouth and gently spewing out a mouthful of golden fire.

-boom!

The golden fire turned into a soaring giant bird, its wings were flaming, and all the Asuras were involved in the lightning bolt fire!

Chu He lazily jumped off the watch, barely making a sound when he landed on the crystal ground, then turned around and walked up the huge steps that can be seen.

Behind him, bones burned and crackled in the flames, and the screams disappeared almost immediately.

The architectural style of the Yama Palace is actually similar to that of Heaven. It is a huge palace surrounding a city, but the building materials do not use masculine gems such as gold, jade and glaze, but mainly feminine crystals, egg blues, and moonstones. The palace wall is made of countless pieces of fluorescent gray gemstones with a length and a width of about half a zhang and a thickness of about half a zhang. They have been stacked so high that you need to lift your head to see the top. Every time you pass through a room, you have to walk half a cup of tea.

In Yamawang Palace, there are tens of thousands of such rooms.

Among the four evil realms, the hungry ghost and the animal realm are all barren and difficult, the hell realm is almost undeveloped, and only the wealth of the Asura realm is comparable to that of the Thirty-Three Heavens. It is said that in the most prosperous period of Asura, the whole land was full of gold, the trees were crystals, and the fruits were colorful and bright gems;

And thousands of years of continuous conquests by the Tao of Heaven have caused the wealth of the Asura tribe to plummet, and now there are almost only empty shelves.

Chu He kept passing through the rooms, some of which were wine ponds and meat forests, some housed hell demons as huge as hills, and some giggling voices came from the corners of the rooms. It was a group of Asura women who were fighting against a few people who had been kidnapped from the human world. Men seeking pleasure.

Chu He lowered his eyelashes, and his face was indifferent, pale and handsome amid the interlaced light and shadow.

The Asura girl stretched out her fair arms with a charming smile to pull him, but as soon as her nails touched the corner of her clothes, she was scalded and screamed by the phoenix real fire lingering around him in the void, and she shrank back like lightning.

Chu He didn't even look at it, and finally walked through the deep corridor to the terrace at the end. He pushed open the copper door, and as soon as the damp wind rushed in, the tips of his hair rose back instantly.

The Demon Venerable turned his head, the black royal robe was interspersed with red stripes, and his gaze was like that of an aloof emperor.

Chu He stepped forward with a calm expression, leaning on the railing to look down at the densely packed and endless army of the Four Evil Realms under the palace.

This demon army is led by the Asura tribe, with hell demons, big demons and hundreds of billions of ghosts as the main force, and it has almost concentrated the most powerful forces of the four evil realms. In the sky above this army, the dead air condensed into black smoke, circling upwards straight into the sky, like a giant dragon between the heavens and the earth.

The Demon Venerable looked down at his army and looked at Chu He beside him. He seemed very satisfied with the scene at this time, and his eyes turned to the distance.

- Hell Buzhou Mountain.

The only straight path leading to the Colorless Heaven for all beings in the six realms.

"You killed someone outside?" Demon Venerable asked suddenly.

"A few ghost asuras," Chu He said, "they move first."

Yan Mowang Palace itself is the eighth sense of Demon Venerable, so he can sense what happened outside just now, and also knows that Chu He used real fire to save hundreds of corpses dragged out of the sea of blood. But he didn't mean to blame, and even his expression was calm—perhaps the fact that he was standing side by side with the Phoenix Ming and overlooking his mighty army at this moment had strangely given him enough satisfaction and pleasure to make him feel comfortable with this kind of thing. Little things are too lazy to pursue.

"You don't like corpse refining?" Demon Venerable asked just like a chat.

Chu He did not answer.

"No way, the number of hell demons we need is far greater than the natural generation rate, and we can only plunder resources from the human world. Buddha also once transformed into a monk to preach in various places in the human world, using the power of various princes and warlords to develop believers, Strengthen the power of heaven..."

Chu He interrupted him: "Are those corpses killed now?"

Mozun turned back and looked at Chu He, only to see that the latter tilted his head slightly, with a handsome face and no expression at all.

"Yes," said Demon Venerable.

Chu He turned his head and walked towards the corridor, but was suddenly grabbed by the wrist.

"I will destroy the way of heaven, destroy the Buddha's body, and make Asura the new master of the six realms. I will plunder more resources from the human world to strengthen the four evil realms, and let the endless death energy spread to turn human cities into ruins, hundreds of billions of them. Specter can't be reborn, and the earth collapses into Asura's territory. Do you know why I tell you all this?"

"Because I need my strength," Chu He said lightly.

The Demon Venerable said, "No."

He leaned close to Chu He, and even his hot breath was almost in his ears when he spoke: "I don't mean to ask your opinion, I just tell you my purpose, and then reveal the fact that you must follow me."

Chu He seemed to feel a little ridiculous, and tried to break free of his wrist and walked away, but was unsuccessful. After a while he finally gave up the stalemate and asked, "Why?"

"Because you have the will to surrender to the strong-willed, you have lived for tens of thousands of years without abandoning the fledgling instinct in your blood." Demon Venerable raised his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes: "Just like Zhou Hui On the battlefield, he cut off eleven phoenix bones, and then proposed to you, and you agreed; in the human world, I brought you back and locked you in the barrier, sealed the nine orifices and locked the spine, and you naturally complied..."

Chu He squinted his eyes and yanked his hands, but was forcibly pulled in front of him by Demon Venerable: "I once thought of impressing you, but it turns out that the human world's weak set doesn't work. All you need is confinement, Guarding and conquering, you won't even take a look at the weak..."

Chu He's tone was slightly sullen: "Did you take the wrong medicine?"

"I'm just explaining my attitude towards you in the future." Demon Venerable said politely, but did not relax his fingers: "One day we will step on Mount Sumeru and stand side by side on the top of these six paths... If you feel it now If you're uncomfortable, I'm sorry, but I'm too impatient."

The Demon Venerable finally let go of his fingers little by little, and Chu He suddenly pulled out his wrist, only to see several obvious black strands appearing on his skin, which were manifested demonic auras.

- Demon Venerable Fanluo finally regained his strength as the Great Asura King. If Tiandao did not choose Zhou Hui, only in terms of individual combat power, now Tiandao has no one who can compete head-on with Demon Venerable.

Chu He rubbed his wrist, a shadow that was not easily discernible flashed in his heart. His expression or even his eyes should have not changed, but the Demon Lord seemed to understand his thoughts in an instant, and asked with a smile, "Isn't this the purpose you have always sacrificed to me with your blood? Now that the purpose has been achieved, you should be happy. Yup."

"I just want you to help me prevent mine calamities," Chu He said plainly and frankly.

"Then my godhead is full now, and any thunder calamity can be eliminated automatically. At least your safety is guaranteed." The Demon Venerable seemed to be unimpressed by his frankness and said, "I can do something for you, in fact, I also Very pleased."

This is the usual way of thinking of Demon Venerable. Although Chu He cannot understand it, he knows that some people are indeed like this. They don't care about each other's feelings and feelings, they only emphasize their own sovereignty, give to each other in their own way, and ask them to reciprocate with obedience.

Just like a person who appreciates a flower, as long as he has the scenery at the moment when the flower blooms, the joys, sorrows and sorrows of the plant itself are almost non-existent.

- This seems to be a bit similar to Zhou Hui, but Chu He knows that Zhou Hui still has hope in his heart. It's just that Zhou Hui has cultivated unparalleled patience and self-control over the long years. He can wait until the end, when what he really wants to get firmly and voluntarily falls into the palm of his hand.

Chu He lowered his eyes, all his emotions were hidden under the slender eyelashes like crow wings, turned and walked towards the corridor in the magic palace.

"Phoenix," Demon Venerable said suddenly.

Chu He's footsteps paused for a while, only to hear the voice of the Demon Venerable coming from behind: "In seven days, I will go to the place where the human world and hell meet to release the dead energy, so that the Asura tribe will harvest a lot of grievances and ghosts - I hope you will accompany me. I'll go with you."

Chu He didn't look back and stood there for a while. From the Demon Venerable's point of view, you can see his straight back. Although his shoulders are not wide, he has an air of loneliness that is hard to break. The line under the black shirt wraps and tightens all the way, until the thin back waist and further down The part is deeply hidden in the trousers.

"I see," Chu He finally said after a while, his voice very flat: "I will go."

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Meanwhile, the sea of blood.

The sea was choppy and smoky, and countless monsters devoured and bited carrion, roaring and crashing.

Suddenly, a mountain-like undulating wave hit the sky and covered the sky, and countless monsters were startled and fled in all directions. Countless skeletons were caught in the blood-red waves and shattered. With the rumbling of the mountain peaks, they slammed on the turbulent sea!

In the blood flower in the sky, there is the figure of Maha, with long silver hair fluttering in the wind, and the beautiful face like a woman, against the background of the sea of blood, has a cold and gloomy evil nature. He was completely naked, and dived into the deep sea like a swimming fish when the waves hit. A few seconds later, his head suddenly appeared in the shoal. The sea spiders who were tearing carrion nearby immediately fled in panic, crawling into the sea in the blink of an eye and disappearing.

Maha lazily stood up and floated ashore on the boat with the bones connected end to end, stepping on the rock with one foot.

Garuda rested his chin on the cliff that protruded like the tip of a knife, with a bunt, expressionless face, absent-mindedly staring at the black shadows floating like icebergs in the depths of the sea of blood—that should be Chaos. Because of their huge size, they were basically extinct in the six realms, and the few remaining were actually raised in the deep sea by Maha.

"Hey," Maha walked in front of him and kicked Garuda upside down: "Let me go!"

"..." Garuda sat up straight and moved his butt to the side by five centimeters.

Garuda's serious injuries have not fully healed. His muscular thighs are bandaged, and the wounds on his six-pack abdominal muscles are interlaced with blood. Probably due to the fact that he is not used to the hell environment, he has not been able to sleep well these past few days, and there are thick blue ash under his eyes, and he looks haggard like a seriously injured patient.

Looking at Zhou Hui's face so embarrassed, Maha's mood was actually a little wickedly pleasant: "Can't stand the sea of blood? Why don't you go back to the Palace of the Demon King? Didn't a few Asura girls specially launch the demons that day? The dance is here to seduce you, you have the right to play with them, you should be able to fall asleep when you are tired, hahaha—"

"..." Garuda said, "I'm not interested."

"Don't be a fool like the boss, they eat your type. It is said that Zhou Hui's body image was also very popular with Asura girls, but your innocent and abstinent type should be more able to provoke their conquest. Desire." Mahe raised one corner of his lips, looking up and down at Garuda with malicious intent: "It's rare to come to the Four Evil Realms once, so you can broaden your horizons - you should have nothing in a ghostly place like the snowy mountains, joy. Have you ever seen Zen?"

Garuda didn't even want to say a word.

Maha tied his long bloody silver hair with thin white fingers, shaking his head and tutting his tongue: "You are so pitiful, you are so stupid to chant Buddha. But since you have carefully studied the scriptures, then you know that Shitian wants to marry countless Asura girls. Is there an allusion to being a concubine? So if you are determined to become a Buddha, you must marry an Asura girl, otherwise it will be useless to recite the scriptures for 20,000 years. Go, my brother fully supports you, and even the dowry is prepared for you here... "

Maha casually grabbed into the air, and a huge and colorful sea snake appeared wetly in his hand, hissing and struggling in panic, and a tail "crack!"

"..." Garuda wiped his face, and finally endured to the limit.

He stretched out his hand and took out the wrinkled white robe from under his butt, and held it in front of Maha's nose: "Will you put on your clothes and then talk?"

In the sea of blood, Maha had almost no awareness of getting dressed, and he was too comfortable in a vacuum. However, Garuda's expression was extremely unbearable, and after a long while, Maha finally snorted lazily, and hung the sea snake around his brother's neck, took the robe and wrapped it around the naked body, and then kicked Garuda again with one foot. Kai, sitting proudly on the cliff.