In the broken rock ruins over there, a half-buried figure stood up. A corner of his mask was damaged, and some lips were exposed with a trace of blood.
The wind blew through the forest, and the falling leaves swayed down. For a moment, the bull demon opposite seemed to be dazzled. The human figure at the end of the field of vision disappeared instantly. When he looked again, he was diagonally opposite him, with his body arched and rising like a shrimp. Threads of white smoke.
"Being a demon, sometimes you need to be discerning..."
The bull demon was stunned for a moment, and his huge bull's eyes scratched the corners of his eyes, and then he turned his head. Eight flags and flags appeared around him at some point. They were not real objects, but were manifested by magic power.
The voice of the masked man rang out word by word.
The eight flag flags lit up with Dharma light and rotated rapidly in a circle, but the edict on the flags did not move at all. The next moment, the bull demon raised his arms to block the situation in front of him, and eight Dharma lights shot out from all around.
It was a loud bang.
The smoke and light enveloped him, and then quickly faded away, revealing a huge figure with half of his body charred and mottled with blood, and his skin and flesh had been beaten to pieces in many places.
"Well……"
The bull demon groaned lowly, shook twice, and half-kneeled on the ground, but refused to fall down.
hehe……
Hahaha!
The masked man covered the missing corner of his mask, raised his face and laughed wildly, "You still refuse to fall? You are a bull demon who values love and justice. You are really addicted to being a beast by guarding this ruined temple. .
He lowered his face, looked at the huge figure that was panting heavily, walked up to him without any fear, and asked softly in a provocative tone: "Do you still want to fight?"
Huhu...
The bull demon stared silently, trying to reach out and grab the steel fork on the ground, but his arms were trembling.
Just as he was about to hook him, the masked man moved his feet slightly, touched the steel fork with his toes, and kicked it away with a whoosh.
"There is no one in this ruined temple. Why are you still guarding him? It's been twenty years... He hasn't come back, maybe he's dead." The masked man sighed, "I'm no better than him now? No need to be like a kid. Wagging its tail behind him like a dog, begging for mercy."
He raised his hand and placed it in front of the bull demon. A ball of red wool appeared out of thin air in his palm, like countless threads twisting, teeth and claws showing, making people shudder.
"He also relied on this to become a feared and respected being. You see, I also got it. I have never neglected it in the past twenty years. I kept feeding them. If anyone stops, I will kill him. .”
It seems that he is already the strongest person in this world.
Turning over his palm, he pressed his fingertips on the broad forehead of the bull demon, and said in an indifferent tone: "It's your turn now, bull demon, don't be a beast in the next life, be a human being, and experience the excitement of the world of mortals."
"That fellow Taoist, don't go, let the Juling Mansion clan fight with the bull demon!"
"Fellow Taoist, even with the thunder method, you still can't beat him!"
A few sudden words came from outside the entrance, and a steel fork flew from a distance. The finger that was originally touching the bull demon's forehead stopped. The masked man turned his head to avoid the steel fork and raised his eyes to look.
In the field of vision, a middle-aged man, wearing a white robe and a green shirt, came over with a ghost-headed bell jingling around his waist.
"I didn't expect that Jin Jian and the others couldn't stop you. Your Excellency is hiding well." The masked man frowned slightly. He always thought that this person was no different from those monks outside, and even had a lower cultivation level. Unexpectedly, he could actually
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"But... so what?"
Under the damaged mask, he raised the corners of his mouth with a ferocious smile, "It's just one more corpse..."
Before the last word "Le" was spoken, the strolling figure in Xinting had a gentle smile. The next second, the smile converged, and a majestic mana spread to all directions in an instant. The green grass withered inch by inch, as if it had been destroyed.
It sucked all the vitality, and even the moist soil evaporated all water stains in an instant, turning into dry and hard white ground.
boom!
A huge thunder came from the sky.
Everyone's bodies sank, feeling as if they were facing a catastrophic thunderstorm crashing down from the sky. The power of heaven that bloomed was a terror that made all living beings on the ground tremble.
The green flowerbeds in the valley were filled with blue-white lightning from moment to moment, spreading in all directions. Almost everyone present instinctively raised their hands to cover their faces, closing their eyes and not daring to look directly.
The blue-white light quickly faded away in a moment, and the person's eyes were once again occupied by the gentle sunshine. His sight returned. When he looked again, the sect master of the Juling Mansion had most of his robes destroyed, revealing the inscriptions all over his body, and he was blooming with magic.
The light gathered a circle of red light, protecting him like an egg shell.
"You...who are you..."
Behind the mask, the eyes of the leader of the Juling Mansion have long since lost the wildness in his eyes, replaced by a look of horror, and he even looked at the figure approaching step by step with some fear.
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"Who am I? Am I not who you always said..." Walking through the shade of the trees at the entrance, Chen Yuan's long beard was gently stroking in the breeze from the mountains, and his robes were smocked.
The half-kneeling bull demon over there turned around, and the middle-aged man in its eyes had an extremely familiar aura. It stood up with difficulty, its voice choked with excitement, powerful and loud, and bowed down.
"Welcome back to the true king!"
The masked man's eyes suddenly shrank, and the expression behind the mask stiffened.
The monks outside the entrance were helping each other to approach here. When they heard the bull demon's voice, they were stunned for a moment. The Qin Xu family was speechless and excited. They pointed at the back over there and then pointed.
Master, still couldn't say even a single word. The injured and weak Master was now like a normal person, walking over with his arm whisk in hand.
"Yes, he is the True Lord whom my teacher often mentioned."
"What?!"
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The real owner is no longer here.
However, now that the real owner is back, some of their positions have become a bit awkward. For a moment, they thought of leaving here as soon as possible.
The only woman who was different from them had sharp eyes, staring at the back of the white robe, gritting her teeth and squeezing out the other person's name.
"Chen... Yuan..."
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In front of the entrance.
Chen Yuan stopped, looked at the masked man opposite, and spoke his last words.
"My name is...Chen...Yuan..."
He put his hand on the bull demon's forehead, rubbed it gently, turned his head, his eyes were gentle, "You have worked hard to look after this place for me all these years, I have suffered a lot from you."
Chen Yuan's appearance faded away at this time and returned to his original appearance. Although he still had a long beard, the bull demon in front of him trembled with excitement and his voice choked up.
"Zhenjun, I...I am not bitter."
"Have you said enough?!" The masked man breathed slowly, his whole body shook violently, red light danced on his back, and he slowly raised his hands.
Chen Yuan turned her head and looked at him blankly.
Suddenly, a distant bell rang from the Zhenjun Temple in the distance.
winter!
As if he was communicating with Chen Yuan, the face of the masked man over there changed. He had no time to react, and his figure suddenly fell down, almost falling to his knees on the ground.
The ground beneath my feet was stepped on so hard that it exploded.
"It's time to end, let me see what's hidden under the mask."
Chen Yuan crossed the old cow, and with every step he took, the red light on his body became more and more intense, like the bright sun, turning into a red sun, with countless red threads around the bird.
This mountain forest seems to be covered with a cloud.