Fa Xuan's face is now full of disbelief, unwillingness, anger, helplessness, and regret. Almost every negative emotion can be found on Fa Xuan's face, which is about to spit out fire.
At this moment, all the statues of gods and Buddhas appearing in the sky above the entire Buddhist Kingdom showed signs of mourning. Tears were shed from the eyes of the corpses of two million monks underground.
Zhuang Wudao looked at all this, but he was not moved at all, and his heart felt extremely happy. It seemed that only in this way could he weaken the sorrow of his master's imminent death.
At this moment, anything that could make Faxuan angry and damage the foundation of Liaoyuan Temple would make him happy and willing to do it.
He wanted to admire it longer, but he knew that the time he had left was less than half a moment, and it was more urgent. It was not worth wasting it on Fa Xuan.
But at this moment, under Zhuang Wudao's feet, the mark of the balance once again felt a burning sensation. In other words, this soul of Fa Xuan also made Prince Abiping interested.
Zhuang Wudao could guess that it was probably at this time that all the evil thoughts in Fa Xuan were concentrated, which made King Abiping tempted.
The well-known demon lords in the Tianyi Realm did not dare to accept Faxuan in order to avoid angering the Buddhist sect. They took the consequences on Faxuan's behalf and brought disaster to their own family. However, as the lord of a hell prison, he had fought with the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism.
King Abiping, who has been fighting for millions of years, is obviously not included in this list.
Zhuang Wudao didn't care, and completely ignored the desire of Prince Abiping. The Taixiao Yin and Yang Sword returned to his hand and merged into one. Then a sword light cut off his head in Fa Xuan's desperate eyes.
Next. With a twist of magic power, Fa Xuan's soul was cut into countless pieces.
But the other party was unable to resist at all under the oppression of the blood ape fighting spirit from beginning to end.
Having lost the blessing of the demon lord, being knocked back to his original form, old and weak, and having lost the Dharma, the great monk Zheng of Faxuan is so weak in front of Zhuang Wudao at this moment. He can be killed easily.
Like an ant!
In the mark of the balance, King Abiping immediately let out a dissatisfied snort. Even in front of him, the Dharma image of King Abiping also cast a dissatisfied look at him.
Zhuang Wudao didn't care. Fa Xuan's obsession had become reality. Even if he exhausted all his resources, he still wanted to take revenge on him and Master Jiefa. Even if he turned into a demon insect under the throne of King Abiping, he would not forget this obsession.
Think about it. Even if you have to crawl in the future, you will have to crawl in front of him and Jiefa.
He didn't want to cause trouble in the future, even if the great monk Faxuan was to take revenge, it would probably be millions of years later, and he might not even see him again.
Even if it makes the devil in front of him displeased, Zhuang Wudao doesn't care. The previous King Abiping was also interested in the soul of Master Jiefa.
Is it possible for him to trade his master's soul to the Demon Lord just because he wants to make the Demon Lord happy?
King Abi Ping's dharma body only glanced at him lightly, and then withdrew his gaze. At this time, everything in the surrounding Void Buddha Kingdom was compressing and collapsing, and around the demon lord's dharma body, there was even a black tornado.
Devouring everything.
"What do you want this time?"
The dharma body of King Abiping did not say anything. It was just a thought that reflected into Zhuang Wudao's mind.
Zhuang Wudao raised his eyebrows and vaguely sensed that King Abiping was more happy. How could he not be happy? A whole empty Buddhist kingdom, the bodies of two million Buddhist monks, and their achievements.
Even a demon lord like King Abiping cannot always obtain such high-quality sacrifices.
Sword Spirit said that the three drops of Demon Lord's essence and blood may be the highest quality sacrifice in the Tianyi Realm, but compared to this Void Buddha Kingdom, it is still slightly inferior.
Those demon lord essences and blood may enable King Abiping to control a true demon-level demon lord, but after all, it is only a 'possibility'.
However, this 'Buddha Kingdom of the Void' can actually be real, giving the Lord of Hell a high-quality 'Demon Reincarnation Pool' and an army of millions of demons in the future.
Zhuang Wudao was pressed for time and was not polite.
"I want something to extend my life! I don't want to fall into the devil's path,"
"Is it for him?" King Abi Ping's gaze penetrated the void, and then he shook his head: "The soul is so damaged that there is no cure. But if you give me his soul, I can save him from the evil insect.
Directly reincarnate into the body of the fourth-level Yuan Demon——"
Zhuang Wudao snorted coldly, feeling indescribable disappointment in his heart. However, before offering sacrifices to this demon lord, he actually had a premonition in his heart.
The Yuan Demon roughly corresponds to the celestial beings in the immortal world, and is also a branch of the human race, but it is the bloodline left by the powerful immortals and demon lords.
But if it's about restraint, I probably don't want to die.
With a sigh, Zhuang Wudao separated a pair of 'Taixiao Yin and Yang Swords' and held them in his hands.
"Fifty-five levels of forbidden magic! It must be free of demonic elements, pure Taoist magic sword, and the formation must be replaced by the Chongming Shenxiao Boundless Capital Formation——"
King Abi Ping's dharma body originally showed two black rays of light in his hands. But when he heard the next two sentences, he frowned slightly and glanced at Zhuang Wudao with deep meaning.
However, he did not refuse. Two groups of spiritual light shot out from the black hollow behind King Abiping, and were poured into the yin and yang swords of the 'Taixiao Yin and Yang Sword'.
The two forty-level swords immediately showed immeasurable brilliance. Not only the level of the sword was constantly improving, but the formations inside were also getting easier.
From the Anti-Liangyi Infinite Capital Formation, it changes into the higher level of the Lichen Formation System, the ‘Chongming Shenxiao Infinite Capital Formation’.
Zhuang Wudao's eyelids were slightly raised. The formations in the sword were extremely pure. It seemed that King Abiping had a deep understanding of the Lichen Sect.
"What else do you need?"
The Demon Lord's thoughts came to him for the second time, interrupting his thoughts. A pair of fifty-fifth-level forbidden, medium-grade magic weapon-level swords would not only consume the reward given by King Abiping this time.
One tenth.
Zhuang Wudao had already made up his mind, and without much hesitation, he said with a steady gaze: "Can it be used to transform Xuantian Guizang Qi? It also does not require the evil power of demonic energy."
Requesting that the demon lord's reward do not contain demonic blood evil is simply treason for the demonic monks.
However, Zhuang Wudao had an inexplicable feeling in his heart. King Abiping would definitely not refuse and would definitely be able to do it. And at the next moment, another seven-color brilliance shot out from the center of King Abiping's eyebrows.
Directly pierced deep into the body, into the Xuantian Dao Seed.
As a result, the 'Xuantian Guizang Qi' filling Zhuang Wudao's body increased sharply again. The feeling of fullness and surge made Zhuang Wudao's own body almost explode on the spot.
"This is a special case, you should keep it in mind!"
Zhuang Wudao listened to the majestic divine words, but secretly laughed at them.
Remember?
This demon lord is really interesting. He only talks about this special case, not the next one. On the other hand, if he has such high-quality sacrifices in the future, this demon lord can also provide no magic element.
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In this way, it is much easier. And after experiencing the devil's blood and the two sacrifices today, even if I don't come into contact with this person in the next fifty or sixty years, I will not have an addiction to the devil. What I have to do is,
It is to find high-quality sacrifices to satisfy this person.
The brilliance on the two 'Taixiao Yin and Yang Swords' has gradually subsided. When the sword body is stable, it is already at the level of the fifty-fifth level of forbidden magic. The material is also better than before, close to the middle-grade spiritual treasure.
Correspondingly, within the Void Buddha Kingdom, there were hundreds of times more cracks than before. Then with just one breath, there was a "boom" and the entire Buddha Kingdom was broken into countless pieces.
Zhuang Wudao also fell into the infinite void. He saw the fragments of the void being swallowed up and absorbed by the black hole. He also saw the statue of the Demon Lord Abiping disappear without a trace amid wanton laughter.
Zhuang Wudao made a seal with his right hand, and then his whole body stopped and stood firm in the void. He is now in the realm of the soul, and he is no longer as helpless in the infinite void when he was building the foundation elixir. As long as he is not in this infinite void
If you travel in the middle for too long, you can come and go freely.
Just a moment later, Qingyun Sword flew over from not far away.
"The sword master should wait a little longer, this time he was almost discovered by the demon lord."
Zhuang Wudao shook his head when he heard this. How could he have such extra time?
"Actually, if I can wait a moment longer, I should be able to absorb more. In addition to the innate spiritual essence, there are many good things in the core of this Buddhist kingdom. The harvest this time is better than that of Langhuan Mansion and Li Hantian
There must be many more palaces.”
As the sword spirit spoke, he poured a trace of cool air into Zhuang Wudao's body.
Zhuang Wudao knew immediately that this was the innate Yuanling, which was an extra trace of the Innate Yuanling after the sword spirit was absorbed and recovered. He had experienced it twice before, so he was extremely familiar with it.
But for the time being, his attention is not on that.
"Yun'er, you are currently under the fifty-fourth level of legal ban?"
Zhuang Wudao had previously upgraded the Yunjian Jue to the fourth level. At this time, he had also absorbed the innate Yuanling, and should have restored the eighteenth level of magic ban.
"It's the fifty-fourth level, not bad! Could it be that the sword master wants to--"
Yun'er had already understood, and her voice stopped abruptly. Zhuang Wudao held Qingyun in his hand, and then waved it casually.
The 'Kun Yuan Sinned Immortal Bone' that had been floating beside it was immediately broken into two pieces. The white liquid inside was also immediately sucked into his body by Zhuang Wudao.
The body was suddenly surging like flames. With the help of the innate Yuan Ling, Kun Yuan Chalcedony, Zhuang Wudao's Bull Demon Yuan Hegemon Body and the Great Monument Slammer, they were also forcibly attacking the fifth heaven at this moment.
At the same time, he took a step back to the Shiling Buddha Cave. Zhuang Wudao looked towards the north, and the fighting spirit in his eyes also increased to the extreme in an instant.
He has prepared everything, no matter the cost. This battle will be endless! How can he be willing to fail in front of his master?
Since the death of Jifa can no longer be undone, he can only devote all his resources to make Jifa live without any worries!
I wonder if the person opposite is ready to bear the wrath of his thunder?