The development of the war situation was completely different from what the demon cultivators imagined.

In the past, it was the righteous disciples who suffered a loss by relying on these small tricks that could not be put on the stage.

But this time, facing the disciples of the Taoist Sect, the demon cultivators found that their methods seemed completely useless.

On the other hand, looking at the disciples of the Taoist sect, that batch of flowers made all the demon cultivators stunned.

To say that the battle is relatively stalemate right now, it is between the elders of Jade Girl Peak and a group of powerful demon cultivators.

Moreover, compared to the disciples, these Jade Girl Peak elders seem more normal, more like the upright style of a famous family.

It's really outrageous.

As for the entrance to the formation, the disciples who had finished their meal looked at the one-sided situation and spoke one by one.

"It seems like we don't need to take action anymore."

"If you insist on taking action, no one will stop you."

"Forget it, they've already been disabled, it's boring."

"But the elders of Jade Girl Peak..."

Some disciples looked at the elders of Jade Girl Peak who still couldn't tell the winner.

Their fighting style is still the same as before, straight forward. According to the disciples of Shenjian Peak, there is no flexibility at all.

Facing the methods of the demonic cultivators, although they were not defeated, they did not take any advantage at all.

Unlike the disciples below, they were manipulated directly, leaving all the demon cultivators without any temper.

While everyone was observing the battle situation, no one thought that the place that was least likely to cause problems would now have a big problem.

A terrifying loud noise was heard, smoke and dust filled the battlefield where Hong Zun and Happy Buddha were standing, and then a figure flew out directly, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The person who was knocked away was not the Buddha, but Hong Zun.

Seeing this scene, all the disciples were stunned. How could it be possible? With Hong Zun's strength, it was not just a matter of pinching a happy Buddha. What is it like now?

Flying backwards for hundreds of meters, Hong Zun barely stopped until he hit the light screen of the formation.

Then the smoke and dust in front slowly dispersed, and the figure of the Happy Buddha was gradually revealed in front of everyone.

"Oh my god, what is this?"

Seeing the joyful Buddha, all the disciples' eyes widened and their mouths opened wide.

I don't blame them, they are really happy that the Buddha is... well, how should I put it, he is really a little perverted.

His body ballooned to more than ten meters tall, and he was covered with meat all over his body. He even grew thick black hair. He looked... like the apes and humans in Aru Mountain.

The same as the hybrid monsters born.

The scarlet eyes exuded a murderous light, staring at Hong Zun, and the happy Buddha shouted angrily.

"What, do you think I am still the same as before? I am very good at fighting now."

Back then, he was chased by Hong Zun for tens of thousands of miles and had one of his arms chopped off. These were all tragic events that the Happy Buddha could not forget.

But now, he had defeated Hong Zun head-on and had the upper hand, so one can imagine his mood.

In response, Hong Zun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said softly.

"Integrating the blood of the demon clan?"

Demonic cultivators can use some special methods to fuse the blood of demons and turn into monsters that are neither human nor demons, greatly enhancing their own strength, especially the physical body.

But this method is also extremely dangerous. After all, the human race and the demon race are incompatible. You can imagine how difficult it is to have the blood power of both races at the same time.

This is completely a big gamble. If you win, you will become stronger. If you lose, you will die directly.

Unexpectedly, Buddha Huanxi had such courage and allowed him to succeed.

Happy Buddha didn't care at all that Hong Zun saw that he had merged with the blood of the demon race. The reason why he was so crazy was not all thanks to him.

When he escaped from Hong Zun's hands, the Buddha was delighted and vowed to kill Hong Zun with his own hands to avenge his broken arm.

With a strong force under his feet, Happy Buddha shot straight towards Hong Zun, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Hong Zun, what happened back then has come to an end today."

It only took a moment for him to appear in front of Hong Zun, and then he punched out with such terrifying power that the surrounding space was distorted.

There was a burst of blood. Seeing this, Hong Zun had no intention of fighting hard. He moved his feet and used his body skills to easily avoid the attack of Happy Buddha.

The disciples not far away looked at the battle between the two, their eyes full of worry. They had no choice but to see the happy Buddha at the moment, which was really terrifying.

"Great Elder, you won't take action?"

One of the disciples spoke up, to which Qingshi replied with a relaxed expression.

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It seemed that Hong Zun was not worried about losing at all, but at the moment, Hong Zun was clearly at a disadvantage, being suppressed by Happy Buddha.

I saw Happy Buddha constantly attacking with ferocity, but Hong Zun could only keep dodging in front of these attacks.

In this case, why don't Qingshi and the others come to support?

The disciples couldn't figure it out for a while, but they were happy that the Buddha's attack did not last long.

It was just a three-axe thing, and then he was directly trapped by the formation.

I don't know when, six arrays appeared in the surroundings, and on each array there was a black iron chain firmly locking the Happy Buddha.

His hands, feet, and body were almost tied to death by black chains, making him unable to move.

I tried hard to struggle, but in the end I found that it was completely in vain.

He walked up to the Happy Buddha and smiled slightly.

"Are you good at fighting?"

"It's useless if you know how to spank. Thank you Buddha. Times have changed. Now you have to use your brain when fighting."

Hong Zun did not confront Huanxi Buddha head-on, not because he was afraid of him, but because he was setting up a formation.

Since there is an easier and less labor-intensive way, why do you still go ahead and fight like crazy?

Do you know why the demon clan has been suppressed by the human race in Dongzhou? It is because of this reason. Only those demon clan who are like reckless men will choose to fight head-on in everything.

Moreover, the current demon clan has learned to be smart. Didn't you see that even the tiger clan has a demon king like Zhihu Demon King who is famous for his wisdom?

Who would be like the Buddha who gave up his brain for the sake of power?

His strength has indeed improved a bit, but he seems to have given up on the previous methods.

Is a demonic cultivator who can't even use drugs or hidden weapons still a demonic cultivator? Therefore, for Hong Zun, the Happy Buddha is now easier to handle.

Isn't that what it is now?

Hearing Hong Zun's words, the Happy Buddha looked ferocious and roared with rage.

"Hong Zun, you despicable villain, use your formations and external forces to come back if you have the ability to let me go..."

But before he finished speaking, a loud shout came from below, and Qingshi said with a shocked look on his face.

"Damn it, the Black Lock Formation, isn't this the formation that Ergou studied? Old drunkard, where did you get the Black Lock Formation?"

As Ergou, Chen Wang's eldest brother, Qingshi is naturally no stranger to the Black Lock Formation, and in the entire Dongzhou, only Chen Wang can depict the Black Lock Formation.

But why the hell does Hong Zun have this formation in his hands?

After the endless coma, Shi Yu suddenly stood up from the bed.

He took a deep breath of fresh air, his chest trembling.

Confused, confused, and all kinds of emotions came to my mind.

Where is this?

Afterwards, Shi Yu subconsciously looked around and became even more confused.

A single dorm?

Even if he was successfully rescued, he should be in the ward now.

And my own body...how could I not have any injuries at all?

With doubts, Shi Yu's eyes quickly swept across the room, and finally his eyes rested on a mirror beside the bed.

The mirror showed his current appearance. He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he looked very handsome.

But the problem is, this is not him!

My previous self was a handsome young man in his twenties who had been working for a while.

And now, no matter how you look at it, this appearance is that of a high school student...

This change left Shi Yu stunned for a long time.

Don't tell him that the operation was successful...

My body and appearance have all changed. This is not a matter of surgery or not, but magic.
To be continued...