Four divine horses, carrying a magnificent carriage, drove straight into this manor filled with the smell of blood.
Yun Shouxuan looked at the carriage with surprise.
"Long Zaitian?!"
The handsome and stalwart middle-aged man in the carriage did not raise his eyes in the carriage. He seemed to be sitting quietly and slowly said:
"Ever since we said goodbye to Sect Leader Yun at Qiu Shui Cliff, we haven't seen each other for about ten years."
He did not get out of the carriage.
Even the disciples of the Six Paths of the Demon Sect and the Fire Worshiping Path and several great masters led by Tian Jingshui who were waiting in the courtyard had hardly seen this demon saint who was a dragon in the magic martial arts world.
The name Long Zaitian has always been something people dare not mention in the demonic martial arts world.
He has dominated the world for more than thirty years, and was once respected by all the demon sects in the magic way. In addition, his own martial arts cultivation has reached the level of some of the highest people in the world.
He has also practiced the mysterious martial arts of Mo Tian Jie to the rare eighth level, which can compete with Tian Mo Ce for the highest magic book in the sect. It is said that he can master the mysterious power of celestial phenomena.
With his current strength, except for a few two or three people in the world, almost no one can control him.
therefore.
He only expressed his farewell feelings to Yun Shouxuan in the carriage.
It was an invisible force, as if it was pressing down on the chest of everyone in the manor. Even some of the great masters of the Fire Worship Path felt their chests freeze immediately, and they looked at the carriage in awe.
Under this invisible and huge pressure, Yun Shouxuan's red dress seemed to be blown by the wind, fluttering like a flag in the yard. She only responded with a cold voice:
"If it hadn't been you back then, how could my senior sister have ended up like that... Do you still dare to mention Qiushuiya?"
Hear this.
The evil and handsome man in the carriage slowly opened his eyes, his eyes as deep as gems, and something seemed to be touched deep in his eyes, and he said:
"The matter between Junior Sister Pi and me is not something you can criticize at will."
Not far away from Yun Shouxuan.
Tian Jingshui, as the leader of the Fire Worshiping Sect, one of the six demon sects, changed his mind after hearing a few words from the leaders of the two major demon sects...
It is speculated that the meeting between the two people was about "Pi Qingqing", one of the two top descendants of the Tianmo Sect at that time, who had a fate with the leader Long Zaitian.
Yun Shouxuan said to Long Zaitian indifferently:
"Long Zaitian, I swore back then that I would definitely take back the life you owed to my senior sister. Since we met here today, let's decide the winner. I also want to see the Devil's Tribulation Chapter.
What is the power of the eighth floor?"
Long Zaitian sat in the carriage, closed his eyes again and said: "Originally, my subordinates told me that they captured Mo Ziming, who had disappeared for more than ten years, and tortured me to find out that you opened the Shura Treasure Box and got the last two volumes of Tianmo Ce and '
I still don’t quite believe in the preaching devil thing.”
"But looking at your confident posture now, it seems like it's true."
Yun Shouxuan's eyes suddenly flashed sharply:
"Mo Ziming fell into your hands?"
The leader of the Fire Worshiping Sect was smiling with his hands behind his back and said:
"Do you still need to ask? Sect Master Yun, you have been looking for clever tricks all over the world for the past ten years. Even if you hide them, there is no airtight wall in the world, so we can't help but pay more attention to them in these years.
Mo Ziming, who would have thought that just a few days ago, someone actually saw him on the Canglang River ferry."
"You have been looking for this person for more than ten years. Of course we have to ask him what he is doing."
"After catching him and asking, I found out that not only did Sect Leader Yun have the sacred object of missionary demon gall, but also that your son who has inherited Dao Yishan now has my demon sect's holy blood flowing in his body...
"
Said.
He lamented:
"Everyone in my Demon Sect takes it as their own duty to welcome back the missionary devil. This sacred object is of great benefit to the cultivation of any of the six paths of our Demon Sect. In addition, the Holy Blood is very beneficial to
The symbolic meaning of my magic sect is equivalent to the direct bloodline in that dynasty. Just imagine, how could we remain indifferent after suddenly learning these two pieces of news, and feel that we still have to talk to you."
"Fortunately, Sect Leader Yun did not disappoint. He really took this path, so we didn't have to wait too long."
The air atmosphere in the manor gradually became solemn.
In the sky, rain began to condense, and dark clouds rolled in.
Yun Shouxuan glanced sideways at Long Zaitian's carriage, and then looked at Tian Jingshui and the fire worship masters on the square eaves:
"It turns out that I came here for the missionary devil."
She looked calm and said:
"It's just that you also want to get the devil's guts?"
One word fell.
After striking the redwood tree, it disappeared into the place full of bloody corpses. A scarlet arc flashed across the sky, and a great master on a rooftop was already dead.
Just after Yun Shouxuan tore apart a corner of the siege formation, Tian Jingshui's faint laughter came from behind:
"Sect Master Yun, you only need to hand over the missionary demon gall to Sect Master Long, and we will let you go."
Along with this word.
Woohoo~~
The smell of saltpeter seemed to appear out of thin air in the air behind Yun Shouxuan, and then the air started to burn out of thin air!!
Make fire in the sky!
In the huge flames, a horrifyingly clear zhenqi palm print, with burning black smoke, horribly covered Yun Shouxuan's back!
The person who took action was none other than Tian Jingshui.
The master of the Fire Worshiping Path, one of the six paths of the Demon Sect, started worshiping the supreme martial arts of the Fire Path, the ‘Burning Demon Jue’ and the ‘Fire Qi Mudra’!
In Jianghu, whether it is using true energy to freeze or burn to make fire, as long as the skill reaches the great innate state, it can be done.
Because the Qi mechanism of the innate realm is inherently related to various changes in the nature of heaven and earth.
However, being able to form the true energy into a ten-foot-long ‘flame hand seal’ is a skill that only the Demon Sect’s Fire Worshiping Way can achieve!
"You dare to let me go!"
Yun Shouxuan, dressed in red clothes, turned his head, his eyes filled with murderous intent:
"With all your anger skills, you are still showing off in front of me. You don't know whether to live or die!"
Just a twinkle in his eye.
A slender white palm stretched out from the bright red sleeves of the robe, and slapped it towards the back!
boom!
The seemingly fierce and terrifying flaming palm print was just touched by Yun Shouxuan's white palm, and it seemed to be crushed by the palm along with the air within ten feet in the sky!
Whoosh!
In another moment, Tian Jingshui, who had made the big flaming hand seal, felt that the heaven and earth were shifting, flipping up and down, and the left and right sides all felt a horrible asymmetrical feeling caused by the loss of direction.
It was as if his feet were in the sky and his head was on the ground.
Everything in the world has been turned upside down.
This sudden change in the familiar surroundings made his eyes widen instantly. Because his perception and perception were not symmetrical, his heart began to be congested rapidly, and he almost felt uncomfortable and wanted to vomit blood.
"The devil's aura affects environmental cognition!"
Tian Jingshui only had time to feel his heart skip a beat.
Then he noticed that the terrifying power of a blow was gathered on a white palm, with a bright red color behind it, and he slapped it!
He wanted to take action, but it felt like the air and environment had turned into a quagmire!
But at this time.
Click~~
From the carriage in the manor, Long Zaitian's magnetic man's voice came out:
"Since you want to kill Long, why do you want to find someone else first?"
It was also accompanied by his contemptuous and deep tone.
Click~~
A black tribulation energy spread from the sky above the carriage, and instantly weaved several black traces of air in the sky, which seemed to contain power that could change the color of the world.
boom!
In just an instant, these traces of energy came to Tian Jingshui's side and gathered into a force of three feet similar to a spear. It stabbed Yun Shouxuan's palm away as fast as lightning!
boom!
The two palms collided and each was eliminated.
Yun Shouxuan's body swooped down, supporting the devil's aura:
"We've already taken action. What are you doing hiding in the carriage? Pretending, get out of here!!"
Between this move.
Yun Shouxuan's body was like a red phantom in a long space. It flashed several times in succession, then it reached the hood of the carriage and hit his head with a palm!
"The Displacement Technique... you have practiced it to perfection."
In the carriage, Long Zaitian stood up slowly and made no move in the face of a slap from above his head through the carriage seat.
He just stood up straight.
With his back straightened, he felt as if he was in control of the disasters of all things in the world, and an endless black aura of calamity arose from within his body like a sea tide.
It is the peerless magic skill in the magic sect whose mysterious level is not under the control of the devil - the devil's calamity!
Boom!
The moment the two people's strongest strength in the world came into contact, the carriage turned into wooden planks that exploded in all directions, and smoke and dust billowed down.
Long Zaitian, who was standing where the carriage was, finally showed his true face.
Dressed in gorgeous clothes, he has a tall and handsome body. He should be a demon saint of this generation who is in his fifties or sixties. However, his skin is very crystal clear and his eyes are dark and deep, which matches his enchanting and handsome temperament.
Just stand there with your hands behind your back.
The high-spirited true energy that was propped up all over his body seemed to be burning in a black alchemy furnace, forming a terrifying arrogance that spread in all directions. Yun Shouxuan's palm could not break through his true energy at all!
Yun Shouxuan was shocked.
She had just secretly used the aura blessing of the missionary devil's guts, but even so, she was still unable to break through the power of the devil's calamity!
"Is the Eighth Level Demonic Tribulation really so magical?"
Her body floated away and stood on the roof ten feet away, with a solemn expression.
Long Zaitian seemed to have seen what Yun Shouxuan was thinking, and stepped forward with his hands behind his back. His momentum seemed to be connected to natural disasters and earthly tribulations, and he pressed hard towards Yun Shouxuan:
"For many years, the Demon Sect has been using your Heavenly Demon Tribulation as its orthodox canon, but how many people know that it is because in these years, no one has cultivated the Demonic Tribulation to the eighth level like me."
The Demon Tribulation was created by an unparalleled founder of the Demon Sect, who is well versed in the character of the Demon Sect. The so-called demon is to fight against the sky, and regard all the natural tests of the heaven and earth as disasters...
There are nine floors in total.
It is divided into injury tribulation, poison tribulation, disease tribulation, military tribulation, water tribulation, fire tribulation, wind tribulation, earth tribulation, thunder tribulation, and finally reaches the realm of heaven tribulation, which is called Dacheng!
Every time you survive a calamity, you will no longer be afraid of the calamity related to it.
Rumble~~
Yun Shouxuan watched Long Zaitian stepping steadily step by step, oppressing the heaven and earth. Even the clouds in the sky were faintly roaring, as if... thunder and lightning were brewing in them.
Her expression suddenly changed, and she looked at the thunderclouds in the sky and Long Zaitian on the ground: "Devil's Tribulation, could it be..."
I saw Long Zaitian soaring into the sky with arrogance.
He walked steadily and spoke slowly: "Sect Master Yun, give me the missionary demon gall now. Not only will I not hurt you, I will also personally send you back to the Palace of Destiny."
Yun Shouxuan looked at the sky, his heart flashing, and responded with a sneer: "Give you the courage to preach? What a big statement!"
Long Zaitian still had patience and said calmly: "This demon gallbladder is in your hands. It can only be used for practicing martial arts at best. It can help you expand the range of the demon's aura. It can only be regarded as a talent with little use. Even if it is 100%, it can only be used for practicing."
I can’t even use my abilities.”
Yun Shouxuan said coldly: "For thousands of years, the demon gall bladder has been kept for our Heavenly Demon Sect, and our Heavenly Demon Sect is most familiar with it. How dare you say that I can't even use one-tenth of its abilities."
Long Zaitian lowered his eyelids and said: "The most familiar... haha..."
He sarcastically said:
"The Heavenly Demon Sect has only existed for a few thousand years."
"Now... we are about to usher in an unprecedented era. By then, everything in the world will become very different. Even people who disappeared in history may reappear. Compared with these, you
The classics and orthodoxy of the Heavenly Demon Sect that we are proud of are nothing more than looking at the sky from the bottom of a well."
Yun Shouxuan looked moved: "What on earth are you talking about?"
Long Zaitian's eyes were deep and he said: "The great age is coming..."
But just when he opened his mouth, he only said half of what he said.
Yun Shouxuan's body turned into a bright red meteor, and he punched Long Zaitian. Under this punch, there were various changes, and there was actually some charm of Tao Yiyin in it.
"Chen Shenxuan's martial arts?"
Long Zaitian's expression changed slightly.
However, it only changed color for a moment.
Finally, when Long Zaitian saw the punch falling from the sky, he sighed in his heart: "Martial arts only depends on the person, and you are not the dead person. Even if you learn his martial arts, how much power will you have!"
One word fell.
Click!
A thunderbolt struck straight from the sky and hit Long Zaitian's body. However, his true energy and flames were covered with flashes of thunder and lightning, but his body was unscathed. He only pulled his hand from the top of his head and drew out
The rolling thunder and lightning in this thunder light gathered on the zhenqi spear in the palm of his hand.
Tsk la la la~~
A three-foot spear entwined with thunder was thrust out vertically by him and hit Yun Shouxuan's diving punch!
The eighth level of the Demonic Tribulation, Thunder Tribulation!