Chapter 47: The Ritual of the Great Demon Princess
The top of the Demon King's Tomb is a transparent soil layer, and you can see the conditions of the monsters inside. In terms of preparation, this monster is more like a tentacle monster. The tentacles are flying around in the tomb, and the tentacles are black and disgusting.
Mucus, and the surface of each tentacle is also covered with the internal organs of organisms, blood, mucous membranes, etc., which looks very disgusting.
"What is this?" Lin Fei asked the bald third master.
The bald third master grabbed Lin Fei and forced out a stream of blood from Lin Fei's heart. The blood was drawn out by him to draw symbols in the void at high speed.
He narrated while painting: "To be precise, this is not a thing, it is a person..."
"Human?" Lin Fei was stunned, "Is it a human or a demon..."
The third master finished drawing a talisman and entered the demon king's tomb. Hundreds of tentacles in the tomb were immediately broken. The monster let out a roaring roar, and waves of demonic energy surged out from it, rolling towards the three men on the top of the tomb.
Ye and Lin Fei.
"Fellow Taoists, if you don't take action yet, wait until the time comes..."
The third master's body flashed, and a pair of fighting fists met the demonic energy. The seventeen most popular people below exerted their strength at the same time. Using the energy attracted by the chaotic blood, seventeen pieces of top-quality mysterious jade that had been transferred by the chaotic blood appeared in the Demon King's Tomb.
Above.
"startle……"
The monster roared angrily, and dozens of tentacles broke through the top of the tomb and rushed towards the top-grade mysterious jade in the sky.
"Please give me the imperial weapon!"
The Holy Master of Wanjian shouted fiercely, and a killing sword appeared across the sky. The entire holy land began to shake violently, and the void mirror above Lin Fei's head turned into a stream of light and hid in his Taoist palace.
"Go to hell!"
The monster seems to be just an unconscious creature, but it is not afraid of the emperor's power and rushes to the top of the sky to compete with the Wanling Sword.
"Bang bang..."
"Bang bang..."
The Ten Thousand Spirits Sword showed only a trace of its power and cut off all these tentacles. At the same time, the bald third master also injected some of the blood from Lin Fei's heart into a piece of top-quality mysterious jade.
Eighteen pieces of top-quality mysterious jade rose into the sky at the same time, surrounding the Wanling Sword in the center. Eighteen qi and blood surged into the Wanling Sword, and the Wanling Sword was so powerful.
"Walk!"
The bald third master pulled Lin Fei and fled for more than ten miles in an instant, taking Yu Niang and others away in the distance. After a while, Lin Fei turned around and saw that the huge Demon King's Tomb was actually covered by the Ten Thousand Spirits Sword.
Split.
A disgusting monster with black tentacles appears in the world, and the Wanling Sword is just a sword!
A piece of silver light suddenly appeared, and the monster was killed completely!
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"This demon king's name is Ji Li. He was originally an outer disciple of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords. He was later accepted as a direct disciple by an elder of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords. He was taught the "Judgment of Ten Thousand Swords", but not long after, this elder
Then he discovered that Ji Li's cultivation was very unusual. His true energy had clearly reached the realm of the Dao Palace, and he was supposed to have given birth to an immortal sword. However, he had not been able to refine an immortal sword until he reached the third level of the Dao Palace..."
On top of the flying sword, the bald third master told Lin Fei the origin of this monster... |
It turns out that this monster is a person, and he was originally an outer disciple of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords. After he arrived at the secret realm of the Dao Palace, he did not cultivate the unique fairy sword of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords. Instead, he did not cultivate it until he reached the peak of the fifth heaven of the Dao Palace.
Something proprietary came out.
This thing was none other than a black tentacle. When his master was inspecting it for him, the tentacle attacked the elder and swallowed all his flesh and blood. Dozens of tentacles suddenly grew out.
From that day on, Ji Li became a bloodthirsty murderer. He was completely unconscious and had black tentacles growing wildly on his body.
Every time he killed a disciple, several tentacles sprouted from his body, and he could also swallow up all the cultivation, flesh and blood in their bodies, and even the fairy swords in the Taoist palace. In just a few days, he could kill his master's body.
All dozens of people in the Pulse were killed, and their cultivation level skyrocketed.
It was precisely because of Ji Li's appearance that the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords, which had been inherited for tens of thousands of years, was almost destroyed. Several supreme elders and thousands of disciples were devoured by him, and his strength reached the level of the Great Saint in a short period of time.
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Later, there was no other way. It is said that the Holy Lord of the Ten Thousand Saint Sword and several Supreme Elders went west to the Western Regions to find Buddha, a great saint of Buddhism at that time. They controlled the emperor's weapon, the Ten Thousand Spirit Sword, and suppressed Ji Li into the Demon King.
In the tomb.
"Great Sage Buddha?" Wu Qingying and Yu Niang were also sitting on the flying spiritual weapon. Wu Qingying asked curiously, "There is actually a Great Sage Buddha sitting in Lingshan Mountain in the Western Regions?"
The third master raised his head and took a sip of strong wine, and said with a smile: "Girl, you have underestimated the Western Region Lingshan Mountain. That is the dojo of Amitabha. The birth of a great sage Buddha is nothing. It's just that they have never been born. Maybe
There is still a quasi-emperor sitting up there..."
"Huh, quasi-emperor..."
Several people let out a dark breath. The Emperor is invincible in the universe. Only one is born after tens of thousands of years. They are all super invincible creatures that shake the universe. In the era without the Emperor, the Quasi-Emperor can also be said to be invincible in the universe, and he can fight with invincible opponents all over the world.
, no other clan dares to challenge him, he is also an earth-shattering figure!
Even in the current Tianyuan Continent, there is not a single great saint on the surface, and even saints are rarely born. Perhaps there are only one or two saints in the clan with the foundation of the Holy Land, aristocratic families, and divine dynasties.
These people don't have much longevity, so what they are doing now is trying various methods to extend their lifespan and compete with heaven and earth for good fortune.
"Haha, Tianyuan Continent is just a star of life in the starry sky. The universe is vast and boundless. There are countless stars of life like this. Who knows that no ruthless person has been born..." The bald third master said with a disapproving smile.
"Third Master, have you ever stepped into an alien sky?" Lin Fei asked sincerely.
Tianyuan Continent is a foreign country after all. He wants to go back to Earth, see his master, and see his elders in his hometown.
The bald Third Master shook his head and said: "The Third Master is a native of Tianyuan Continent and can't bear to part with this starry sky. But you can ask the people in Tianchi Holy Land. They must know better than the Third Master..."
Lin Fei looked at Yu Niang and Wu Qingying. Yu Niang took over the conversation and said: "There is a madman academy in Zhongyuan of Tianyuan Continent. It is said that there is a road in that academy that can lead to the outer starry sky. However, it is said that anyone who enters the outer starry sky will
Less than one out of ten can come back alive..."
"Madman Academy?" Lin Fei lowered his head and pondered, thinking secretly, "It seems that I must go to this madman academy. Maybe I can find a way home..."
"But it seems that this lunatic academy only opens once every hundred years..." Wu Qingying added, almost causing Lin Fei to vomit blood.
"Sweat... why did it take so long to open? How many years has passed since the last time the Mad Academy was opened..." Lin Fei asked.
If this had just been opened last year, I would have been in a dilemma. It would take a hundred years before I had the chance.
"It seems that it was held once more than eighty years ago..." The bald third master interjected, "It seems that that time the Mad Academy was widely posted to the younger generation. Originally there were only five places at a time, but that time 50 places were given out.
, all the well-known masters of the younger generation on the mainland were invited, even the youngest son of the Sky Demon King also went, and it seems that a quasi-saintess from the Tianchi Holy Land also went there, right?"
The third master looked at Yu Niang, who nodded slightly in recognition.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, do you also want to go into the outer starry sky?" Wu Qingying asked.
Lin Fei smiled bitterly and shook his head, then he chuckled and said: "I heard that there are countless beauties in the outer starry sky, hehe..."
"Huh..." Wu Qingying's pretty face was startled, and she turned away and ignored this bastard, but she remembered something again, stared into Lin Fei's fiery eyes and said, "What did you do to the Saint of Ten Thousand Swords today?"
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"I don't have one..." Lin Fei said seriously, "I think it's the Saint of Ten Thousand Swords who has evil intentions. She wants to do something to me, maybe she wants to take me into the harem..."
Everyone was speechless, and the bald third master even choked out a mouthful of wine and cursed: "Brother, why don't you take a pee and take a look at yourself? With your current virtue, how can any woman like you?"
! Wrapped in a black mourning cloth, with only a pair of evil eyes left, people who don’t know must think you are a devil!"
"Bald man, do you have any sense of aesthetics? This is a style and an attitude, do you understand?" Lin Fei was serious, with evil flames in his eyes.
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Three days later, the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords was cleared, and powerful men from all parties were formally invited to station in the Holy Land, and they would discuss the journey to the Mountains of Despair after seven days.
On this day, at the top of a peak called Immortal Sword Peak in Wan Jian Xuan Realm, an old man with disheveled hair walked into a cave on the top of the mountain.
"The 395th generation elder of Wan Jian, Han Tong wants to see his ancestor..." The old man was Han Tong, who had suffered a big loss at the hands of Lin Fei before.
"call out……"
A strange force brought Han Tong into the cave. When Han Tong looked up again, he saw an old man with silver hair sitting cross-legged in front of him. Although his power was not obvious, Han Tong's hands and feet felt cold.
"Han Tong pays homage to his ancestor..." Han Tong knelt on his knees and saluted the old man.
The old man's eyes opened slightly, and two beams of silver light swept through Han Tong's body twice. His eyes showed a strange color, and he said gloomily: "You were actually injured by the imperial weapon? Which super power have you offended?"
Han Tong was horrified in his heart. This ancestor's cultivation was so amazing. Just a glance made his hands and feet go cold. Could this be the power of the Sword Master?
"It's not a super power, but a young monk in the Taoist realm..." Han Tong raised his head and said.
The old man raised his lips slightly and said: "A monk in the secret realm of the Dao Palace? Can he actually be in charge of an imperial weapon?"
A sharp gaze was fixed on Han Tong. Han Tong immediately vomited a mouthful of blood, then got up and explained: "Han Tong did not dare to deceive the ancestors. He is indeed just a young monk in the secret realm of the Tao Palace. Not only that, he also has a chaotic physique.
The dual constitution of the body of the sun..."
"Chaos body?" The old man's fierce light subsided, and Han Tong suddenly felt much more relaxed. The old man continued to ask, "Which imperial weapon is it? There are only seven or eight imperial weapons on Tianyuan Continent. He is a Taoist palace secret realm."
Where did the monks get the imperial weapon..."
"I didn't see clearly what kind of imperial weapon it was. That day he used a trick to fight with his disciple. The disciple was negligent. He didn't expect that there was imperial power hidden in his fist style. That's why the disciple was plotted..." Han Tong
With tears streaming down her face, she told the old man about the battle with Lin Fei that day at Tianchi Holy Land.
"The power of the imperial weapon is hidden in the fist wind?" The old man frowned and pondered, raised his fingers to calculate for a while, and said, "There should be no such imperial weapon in Tianyuan Continent, but according to your description, it should be an imperial weapon.
There is no doubt that only imperial weapons have such power."
A young monk from the secret realm of Taoist Palace was able to beat Han Tong, a monk from the secret realm of Xiantai, to the point where he was almost annihilated. The holy weapon did not have such power, so it must be an imperial weapon.
"What do you want to do when you find me?" the old man suddenly said.