There must be very few people who are willing to listen to their storytelling, so although the Red-crowned Demon Saint was unwilling and impatient at first, he would go on and on without stopping once he started.
There are many memories brewing in my heart, but it's rare that someone is willing to listen, so I just want to talk about it...
The stories told by the Red-crowned Demon Saint are largely self-centered memories and bragging, with a lot of exaggeration.
However, many of the names mentioned in the story, the deeds, weapons, and cultivation of many great monsters, are all meaningful and not groundless.
Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian tried hard to remember, trying to dig out useful information from these clues.
Zuo Xiaoduo secretly sighed that Li Chenglong was not here. He was an expert in organizing information and intelligence. He could achieve twice the result with half the effort by summarizing this information and intelligence. He and Zuo Xiaonian could only bury their heads in memorizing it, and the benefits they gained were very limited.
"Is this Wuyun Immortal so powerful? He can actually..."
"Shouldn't this Xuanwu Saint be rather clumsy? He can actually move so fast and travel thousands of miles in an instant... Ahem... I misunderstood..."
"Aren't there 365 demon gods under the Demon King? What did you just say... Oh, I am ignorant and heard it from hearsay..."
"Master Danding is indeed awesome..."
"Wow, it's even possible!"
"… "
Although Zuo Xiaoduo asked many questions, they were never offensive, especially the timing of his questions, which were all just right, maximizing the encouragement of the Red-crowned Demon Saint to talk.
The Red-crowned Demon Saint became more and more interested as he spoke, and for a moment, he was reminiscing about the glorious past.
When I recall it by chance at this moment, I suddenly feel a sense of melancholy and indifference as a bystander.
But the blood in my heart kept surging as he spoke.
"Back then, we, the forty-eight demon gods, set up an incomplete demon god formation to fight against the ancient Buddha Ran Deng of the Western Church. The battle was so dangerous that... just when we were completely unprepared, the ancient Buddha Ran Deng suddenly appeared in front of us, and the thirty-six Dinghai Pearls instantly turned into thirty-six layers of sea and fell from the top of our heads, covering the vast expanse of the plain..."
The Red-crowned Demon Saint's voice was distant, but he was talking about the most dangerous battle in his life.
Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian listened attentively and were extremely engaged.
At this time...
"… "
The Red Crowned Demon Saint was stunned for a moment, and did not finish his sentence. Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian also felt that the ground beneath their feet was unusually turbulent, and it felt like the waves on a calm lake were rising and falling slightly...
But how could the thick earth possibly have the feeling of slight undulations
Then, a faint smell of blood emanated, and boundless evil spirit followed...
The Red Crowned Demon Saint's eyes showed a look of vigilance, his eyeballs slowly turned, and suddenly he shouted: "Oh no, it's the Blood River!"
With a stretch of his hand, he had already rolled up Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian. The moment he soared into the air, he unexpectedly restored his original form, which was a huge white crane with a wingspan of a thousand meters!
At the same time as the Red-crowned Demon Saint rose up, with a slight bang, an unexpected change occurred.
Zuo Xiaoduo subconsciously looked down, only to see that the entire Leiying City below had turned into a sea of blood!
The so-called bloody storm and sea of blood in daily life are nothing but metaphors.
And at this moment, there really is a sea of blood before our eyes, devouring all living beings!
Countless monsters were struggling and screaming in the sea of blood, and their flesh and bones were being melted away bit by bit by the endless sea of blood. Those with weaker cultivation were completely consumed in a moment, with no trace of their bodies left.
Looking around, the entire Leiying City, including the surrounding area within a radius of thousands of miles, was a sea of blood, wreaking havoc on all living things.
After a while, countless ferocious creatures emerged from the sea of blood, and their tentacles grabbed the struggling monsters and dragged them into the depths of the sea of blood...
There were also countless monsters rising from the sea of blood, holding weapons.
With a loud rumbling sound, a brutal fight broke out immediately. Countless demons displayed their magical powers and fought fiercely with the creatures that emerged from the sea of blood.
"Asura is coming! Fight the enemy!!"
The lord of Thunder Eagle City, Thunder Eagle King Lei Yishan, led tens of thousands of Thunder Eagles, flying in the sky in a black mass with a very loud momentum.
However, the Thunder Eagles had just arrived at the battlefield and had not yet had a chance to engage in real battle when they were shocked to see two bolts of lightning coming across the sky, sweeping across the land!
But there were two sharp sword lights, one on the left and one on the right, one dark and one dark, sweeping past!
call out!
It was just a sound, but it was so violent that it tore the eardrums of countless monsters.
Tens of thousands of Thunder Eagles that were surging across the sky and blocking out the sun were suddenly attacked. Mixed screams rang out one after another. At least seven or eight thousand Thunder Eagles were chopped apart by the sword light...
A large amount of blood fell like a waterfall, and the remaining body fell into the underground blood river and was drowned!
Under the sudden attack of the two terrifying sword lights, many Thunder Eagles were destroyed in an instant, and even their souls could not escape. Their corpses fell into the sea of blood and were dragged and devoured by countless blood sea creatures.
Lei Yishan was furious when he saw that his own troops suffered heavy casualties. He roared, shook his body in the air, and transformed into a giant sword, which collided head-on with one of the sword lights.
"I'm going to fight you!"
His courage was commendable, but his strength was inferior. He was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. He screamed, blood was splattered all over the sky, he staggered and rolled backwards in the air, and shouted in panic: "It's Yuan Tujian! It's the Styx Patriarch who came in person..."
As the sword forced back the thunder, the light flashed by the two swords became more and more scorching. With a whirl and cross, hundreds of thunder eagles were split in half and fell to the ground with screams!
Lei Yishan shouted wildly: "Old Ancestor Minghe, you are so arrogant that you are the supreme leader of a sect. You suddenly attacked the young people like this. How can you be called a hero?!"
The void ahead was turbulent, and an old man dressed in red suddenly appeared. He looked at Lei Yishan with sinister eyes and said calmly, "Do you mean that you want me to face off against me? Then I will grant your wish!"
Lei Yishan let out a wild scream and retreated like lightning. He had almost been killed on the spot when he had tested his sharpness just now. How could Lei Yishan dare to act rashly
But when the other party waved his hand, the two long swords seemed to be completely unrestricted by time and space. With a swish, at the moment the sword light just flashed, it had already pierced through Lei Yishan's chest. Everything seemed so logical and smooth.
A scream.
Lei Yishan was severely injured again. He tried his best to retreat. His mind was almost in chaos. His remaining consciousness told him that the two swords had the effect of damaging his soul, and one of the swords actually pierced through his demon pill.
All I could do was complain secretly in my heart.
I knew that encountering Zhu Yan would not bring good things, and now it is true... My life is over...
Just when Lei Yishan was in danger and at the critical moment.
"This prince is here, Minghe, please stop being so presumptuous!"
Suddenly, a huge sun rose up in the sky and attacked the old man in red with great force!
The one who took action was the Ninth Prince Renjing!
The temperature of the surroundings suddenly rose violently as the Ninth Prince made his move. Even the sea of blood below was evaporated into a blood-red mist that rose into the sky like billowing wolf smoke.
Under the blazing sun in the sky, a majestic three-legged golden crow strode with its head held high, its eyes looking coldly at the ancestor of the Styx in the distant sky.
What followed was countless golden rays of scorching sun that flew wildly and continuously collided with the two sword lights, and Yang Renjing's Big Sun kept retreating with the crazy collision.
The blazing sun fire became more and more intense, and the golden rays of the scorching sun were countless, but it still could not stop the two swords of the Styx.
After only a brief exchange of blows, they were already being beaten back step by step and were unable to maintain their position.
Farther away, thunder roared again in the sky, and a Kunpeng appeared in a manner that shook the heavens and the earth. Its eyes were fixed on a certain direction in the east sky like thunder and lightning, and it shouted, "Minghe! I am here!"
Before he finished speaking, he came rushing over.
All the blood waves along the way disappeared the moment Kunpeng flew over.
This is like a whale swallowing the sea.
The unique magical power of the Demon Master Kunpeng is that all the magic weapons and objects in the world, as long as they are swallowed by him, can be transformed into his own combat power. This is even better than the innate ability of Taotie to swallow the world!
Demon Master Kunpeng never boasts about any magic weapon, because he himself is the biggest and most powerful magic weapon!
As long as he is given the opportunity and time, he can devour even a spiritual treasure of the innate level!
The ancestor of the Styx raised his sword and chopped the Ninth Prince Yang Renjing away for thousands of miles, and with the other sword, he chopped the Red-crowned Demon Saint who came to help like flying, causing him to bleed profusely and retreat hundreds of miles in an instant.
Under Zuo Xiaoduo's shocked eyes, Minghe laughed wildly, and a red gourd suddenly appeared in the sky.
He stood upside down in the air, forming a gourd mouth facing the demons, and shouted, "Soul, come back!"
With a buzzing sound, more than a million demon souls rose up from the sky above the sea of blood and merged into a long river. Even though they struggled and roared, it was of no avail as they all poured into the gourd.
The sky suddenly darkened.
Countless monsters, at the moment the suction of the gourd appeared, all of them suddenly became dull-faced, starting with those with low cultivation levels, whose souls suddenly flew away and their bodies fell into the river of blood.
“Fourth brother!”
A childish cry came from nowhere, but the red gourd that was devouring everything suddenly trembled and stopped devouring.
"???"
The eyes of the Styx Patriarch almost popped out of his head. What happened to you? Why are you so stunned
brush!
Demon Master Kunpeng has arrived at the River Styx.
"Suck it!"
Minghe shouted loudly, and the red gourd suddenly shot out a red light, which actually covered Kunpeng.
"You want to use this gourd to catch me? Styx, you become more childish as you get older!"
Kunpeng laughed wildly, and his already huge body grew even bigger.
With a dull bang, the red light was shattered by the powerful impact of the Kunpeng Demon Master. The entire space trembled, and a sound similar to that of broken glass spread out. The space within a radius of hundreds of miles was completely shattered and reorganized.
Kunpeng waved his hand casually, and a spear appeared in his hand. He came to the front of the Styx like lightning and shot it fiercely.
when!
Minghe held a sword in each hand, and with a cross shape he sealed the door and window, he had already blocked Kunpeng's shot. Two more sword lights rose up in counterattack like a volcanic eruption!
Yuan Tu Avici, cut off the birth and death of sins, not stained by cause and effect! Not fall into the kalpa!
… …
[Well, with the help of the ancient background, I will give free rein to my own ideas; this book is purely fictional, and any similarities are purely coincidental.]
(End of this chapter)