When the four major sects were preparing to join together, the Star Reaching Tower was being besieged by the Demon Sect.
Fortunately, Gu Kongshan noticed something was wrong and took Meng Qi and others to quickly go to support.
The wind and sand swelled and spread quickly, reaching nearby areas. The sand and dust were vast in front of our eyes, and the wind roared in our ears. It was difficult to sense the surroundings keenly.
Seeing the sudden change, Gu Kongshan didn't have time to think too much. The wind and clouds were surging around him, so he rushed into the sandstorm to rescue the Supreme Elder of Zhaixing Tower.
At this moment, a slender and powerful hand blocked his eyes.
"Master of the ancient village, don't be impatient and be careful of ambush." Meng Qi said in a deep voice.
Gu Kongshan was an old man in the martial arts world, and he knew the elegant meaning of Xiange. He immediately thought to himself that he was too reckless. It would be better if everyone from the Demon Sect attacked the Supreme Elder of Zhaixinglou. But if they attacked from the east and west, taking advantage of the wind and sand to cover their senses, they ambush on the way.
If you are not careful, you will get angry on the spot.
Although he is the number one master of the righteous path, he also knows that he and Hu Buwei, the leader of the Demon Cult, are between brothers. If he is attacked by him in a sneak attack, he will most likely be injured. In addition, the three deities of heaven, earth and man will have new reinforcements.
, you may not be able to escape even if you really want to.
Therefore, you cannot rush forward recklessly, but must proceed cautiously.
Taking a breath, Gu Kongshan said very gracefully: "Thank you, Master, for reminding us. Let's proceed with caution."
With this group of extraordinary people, even if they encounter an ambush, it won't be that dangerous.
But he was not careless. What if these people were spies of the Demon Cult? Therefore, when Meng Qi and others were preparing to file into the sandstorm, Gu Kongshan opened the box in his arms.
Suddenly, the light of the sword suddenly shone brightly, shining directly into the sky. White clouds gathered in the sky, the surrounding wind turned into dragons, and the sandstorm disappeared.
As an expert with swords, Meng Qi naturally couldn't help but look around and saw that it was a long sword covered with a layer of clear light. The handle was simple and unpretentious, as if it was made of ordinary wood, and on one side of the blade
, the light blue pattern shines with a soul-stirring light, and merges into a long-lasting five-clawed real dragon. Under its claws, the clouds roll and relax.
Gu Kongshan took out the Fengyun Knife, put the knife case behind him, and lightly slashed forward. He saw a violent storm blowing away the sand and dust, revealing a bright road.
It was only then that Meng Qi saw the other side of Fengyun Sword. The dark red light formed a lifelike tiger, and the breeze was lingering around it.
It is indeed a treasure... Meng Qi secretly praised it, and followed Jiang Zhiwei and others on the sandless road opened by Gukong Mountain, crossing the sandstorm.
Many tents at the Star Reaching Tower were directly blown away. Many disciples were lost in the sandstorm. They could not see things clearly or hear sounds. They had no way to rescue each other. They had to guard the door and carefully go to the place where the sand was weaker.
places close together.
Near the main tent, demonic energy swirled and blackness surged, blocking out the Star-Zhaing Building owner and several elders and disciples who arrived one step late.
Among the three statues of heaven, earth and man, some flashed in the wind and sand, some were polluted with "falling stars", and some were filled with demonic energy. They were not afraid of pain or trauma, and their flesh and blood continued to wriggle and recover, blocking life and death from desperate efforts.
The owner of Zhaixinglou and others were rescued.
In a hurry, although the masters who came from the Star Reaching Tower were superior in number, they were unable to move forward.
In the tent, an old man with white hair and beard was glaring angrily at the middle-aged man in front of him. There were strands of blood exuding from the corners of his eyes, nostrils, mouth, and ear holes. The silver-white metal gloves on his hands were being covered with strands of blood.
The deep and dark evil energy is entangled and bound, making it difficult to exert its power.
The middle-aged man opposite him was unusually thin. He pressed his palms into the wisps of deep demonic energy, as if it was there and not there, as if he had melted into it.
The frail middle-aged man had strange blood and sweat on his forehead. He didn't look relaxed, but he had a relaxed smile on his face as he looked behind the white-haired old man.
Behind the white-haired old man, Yun Tingfeng's long hair was spread out, his thick eyebrows spread out, and he grasped the opponent's shoulders with both hands.
It can be seen that the muscles of the white-haired old man are constantly undulating, as if something is pouring into Yun Tingfeng's body rapidly.
Next to the middle-aged and thin man, Su Yuanying's eyebrows were open, and his green vertical eyes were very demonic. He covered his mouth and coughed lightly. Lying at his feet were two captured female disciples of the Star Reaching Tower, their white skirts fluttering.
Gu Xiaosang looked at all this with a smile, looking careless.
After a few breaths, the white-haired old man's muscles shriveled up and he slowly fell to the ground as if all his energy had been drained. His eyes were confused and his mouth was hoarse: "Devil, devil..."
The middle-aged and thin man was not careless. The deep and terrifying demonic aura always enveloped the pair of silver-white metal gloves. It was not until he took them off the old man's hands that he breathed a sigh of relief.
A flash of bright red flashed across Yun Tingfeng's face, which disappeared immediately, and he stroked his palm with satisfaction and said:
"Leader, what should we do next?"
This middle-aged, thin man is none other than the leader of the Demon Cult, Hu Buwei.
Hu Buwei showed a smile:
"Three of you are extremely skilled in martial arts. I'm lucky to have your help this time."
After a simple compliment, he said seriously:
"Gu Kongshan and others are about to arrive. We don't have the strength to compete head-on yet, so we must withdraw immediately. As long as the day when the Demon Tomb is sealed, they will be unable to recover."
"In order to prevent them from catching up and retrieving the 'Star Reacher', we divided our troops into four groups to disperse their strength. As long as the Star Reacher is brought back to the Holy Volcano and suppressed in the Demon Tomb, it will be a big deal.
It’s done.”
"When that time comes, this sect will be very grateful to the three of you. No matter whether it is magical weapons, secret elixirs, crystallized demonic energy, or beautiful disciples, we will never be stingy."
Yun Tingfeng handed over his hands in a cool manner: "But it depends on the leader's orders."
Gu Xiaosang, who used the name Xiao Zi to show off to others, said with a smile but not a smile: "That's what the little girl meant."
In fact, they also know that several people in their own camp have been killed, and the location masters are fighting there, and it is difficult to determine the winner in a short period of time.
They need to find a way to complete the task and unlock the seal of the Demon Tomb, so that they can make up for the good deeds lost due to the death of some reincarnations in their own camp.
The strong wind stirred, the clouds emptied, and Gu Kongshanxu slashed the Fengyun knife. He finally opened the way to the Star Reaching Tower and saw the shaky and chaotic station.
"Master Luo? Where is Elder Qi?" Gu Kongshan saw the Master of Star Building who was about to chase him into the sandstorm.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Hearing the voice of Gu Kongshan, Lord Luo was stunned, then turned around excitedly and said: "Master Guzhuang, Elder Qi of the inferior sect was besieged and killed by the devil. Reaching for the Stars
My hand was also snatched away!”
"What?" Although they had expected it, Gu Kongshan, Meng Qi and others couldn't help being shocked.
At this moment, with sword aura flying horizontally and streamers flying, the leader of Wanjian Sect and the old man guarding the gate of Xiaoyue Sect each arrived from different directions with several elders.
"Whose hand is the star-catcher? In which direction are you escaping?" Gu Kongshan asked Master Luo sternly before he could say hello.
The leader of the Wanjian Sect is a graceful middle-aged beautiful woman, and the old guard of Xiaoyue Sect is a stooped old man with wrinkles that can kill mosquitoes. They did not interrupt, but listened attentively while asking others about what happened.
matter.
Louzhu Luo was stunned by Gu Kongshan's question, and said in a daze: "They divided their troops into four groups and fled from four directions. I don't know who has the star-catching hand."
The strategy of imaginary and real... Gu Kongshan understood what was going on as soon as he heard it, but in this kind of thing, there is really no way to guess in advance which way the star picker will go, and he can't gamble. Once he miscalculates, he will be doomed: "In this case,
We also pursued separately, in which direction did Hu Buwei escape? Who else was traveling with him?"
At this time, the wind and sand had gradually subsided, and he decided to chase the leader of the Demon Cult, Hu Buwei.
Louzhu Luo calmed down and spoke very quickly: "Hu Buwei is alone, go in that direction...Tianzun and the stranger with open eyebrows go together...Hunzun and the man with disheveled hair go together...Dizun and Bai
Women in skirts all the way..."
Gu Kongshan did not hesitate and said directly: "I will follow Hu Buwei all the way with you."
A single person may not be able to win back the victory!
Then he looked at the head of the Wanjian Sect and said: "Mrs. Huan, please lead the elders of our sect to chase Tianzun. Be careful of the stranger with open eyebrows. He can directly attack the soul."
Mrs. Huan nodded solemnly and said, "Don't worry, Taihua Sword can kill the soul of the soul."
She didn't hesitate, and immediately took the two elders to chase Tianzun and Su Yuanying, while the remaining two went back to make arrangements for strict guarding and advancement.
"Master of the ancient village, we are chasing Renzun."
The old man guarding the Xiaoyue Gate didn't want to waste time and said straightforwardly.
Gu Kongshan nodded and said:
"Be careful with the man with loose hair, he can absorb internal energy through physical contact."
The old man who guarded the palace kept it in mind and turned around, leaving some elders behind to stabilize people's hearts.
As for Meng Qi and others, they were preparing to take advantage of the time when the people in the Demon Cult camp were dispersed to work together to kill Gu Xiaosang.
Perhaps they saw the opportunity to kill Gu Xiaosang, but somehow Meng Qi and others also ignored the incident of the inanimate old mother goddess descending on Duoercha in the world of Doercha, and just followed them in a daze.
Kill Gu Xiaosang.
If Shang Yi were here, he might be able to detect it, but at this moment Shang Yi happened to be entangled with the "Nine Heavens Thunder God".
Such a coincidence is very scary to think about. Unfortunately, at this moment, Shang Yi was only thinking about using the "Nine Heavens Thunder God" to resurrect the ancient overlord to surprise the demon Buddha, and did not pay attention to what happened here in Meng Qi.
In the evening, the sun sets in the west and shines on a ruins covered with thick yellow sand.
This ruins has a radius of dozens of miles, and there are various desert-specific buildings, but they have long been decayed and tattered, covered by yellow sand, leaving only their outlines. In the center of the ruins, a dilapidated temple stands unchanged for hundreds of years.
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The dark red twilight falls on the ruins, creating a "burning" scene, spectacular, desolate and vast.
Meng Qi and others were led by Gu Xiaosang to a temple on the edge of the Demon Tomb just like in the original work.
"Is this the temple of the Demon Lord?" Meng Qi found that it was very similar to the ruined temple that he had used to escape the sandstorm. It could even be said that it was exactly the same in shape and characteristics, but the specifications were very different. This temple could
When five temples are destroyed.
Elder Chen from Zhaixinglou looked at it carefully, nodded slightly and said: "It is indeed a temple to worship the devil. Judging from its size and the scale of this ruins, it may be one of the original temples to worship the devil. However,
As the immortals bestowed divine weapons and sealed the demon tomb, the strength of the demon sect shrank, and now only one remains on the top of the holy volcano."
"Could they be able to borrow the power of the Demon Grave in this temple?" Although Meng Qi has little experience in the world, his "knowledge" is still very broad, so he may have to guard against this aspect.
The elder surnamed Chen thought for a while and said uncertainly: "Maybe, in any case, we have to be extremely vigilant."
After another routine search, Meng Qi stood up like a brass Arhat statue and held a dark red evil-suppressing knife. He stepped into the temple door first, and this time, Jiang Zhiwei raised his sword to protect him.
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For some reason, the inside of the temple is exceptionally clean, with no trace of sand or dust at all. It is in sharp contrast to the ruins outside that are submerged in yellow sand, and is quite magical.
Right in front of the temple, there is a statue of a god enshrined. Unlike the one in the ruined temple, this statue is well preserved, allowing Meng Qi to see the "grace" of the demon lord.
It has a light black background, three heads and six arms. Some of the faces are ferocious, some are hateful, and some are indifferent. The only thing they have in common is that there is a dark magic mark between the eyebrows, which is evil and filthy. Some of the arms hold swords, and some hold swords.
Some lift knives, some hold seals, some lift bottles, and some hold palm wheels.
The most eye-catching one is the one in front of you. The palm is wide, almost twice as long as the other palms. The nails are like swords, extending three inches. The back of the hand is densely covered with dark black patterns, with a dizzying eccentricity.
, evil, depravity and bloodshed, it also makes people feel an unimaginable hatred, hating the heaven and the father-in-law, hating the things on earth, hating people's pleasure, hating things that are not one's own, hating the trouble of cause and effect, hating the cruelty of fate, hating oneself for not killing enough.
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A seemingly ordinary statue of a god can actually give people such a strong feeling, as if it could have been carved by an extraordinary person!
"I heard that the founder of the Demon Sect is a master carver. When I saw him today, he really lived up to his reputation." The elder surnamed Chen said with emotion.
Suddenly, Luo Shengyi took a step back and shook his head slightly, causing Meng Qi to raise his sword, thinking that the enemy was coming.
"No." Luo Shengyi said quickly and rubbed his temples, "I was just too focused on the pattern on that palm, trying to distinguish it. As a result, I was mentally exhausted and dizzy."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! I am afraid you want to remember these patterns that are not mortal at first glance... Meng Qi muttered, even if these are just mortal carvings of the leader of the Demon Cult, it is rare to find a real claw.
One ten thousandth of the divine marrow, but it is at least somewhat magical.
Looking back now, he found that he couldn't remember those patterns. Even when he looked at them with a little force, he would have ups and downs of emotions, feelings of murderous hatred and so on, and he could hardly control himself.
"Don't delay, you can find something for rubbing when you return." Jiang Zhiwei reminded.
Everyone who was seduced by the statue of the Demon Lord suddenly woke up and searched the hall for any remaining traces of Gu Xiaosang and Di Zun.
Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei did not move, standing in the center so that others could be rescued in time if they were attacked.
"When I heard the legend of the Demon Lord before, I thought it sounded familiar to me. Now that I saw this demon statue, I finally remembered why it sounded familiar to me." Suddenly, Jiang Zhiwei's sweet oriole-like voice directly sounded in Meng Qi's ears.
She is transmitting the message into the secret.
Meng Qi had already been taught the method of transmitting sounds into secrets by her, so he imitated her and said, "Why?"
Jiang Zhiwei spoke very quickly: "Because our world also has the legend of the Demon Lord, who is one of the top powers in the age of mythology."
"Are the legends the same?" Meng Qi was stunned.
Jiang Zhiwei said simply: "Similar but slightly different, the legend here is that the Demon Lord broke into the Nine Heavens and was killed by the immortals, and his body fell to the ground. The myth of our world is that the Demon Lord led the Nine Nether Demons and creatures from the Demon World to attack the Heaven.
, caused a huge demonic disaster, and was finally killed by the Emperor of Heaven with the Heavenly Seal. The demon world was also destroyed in this battle, and Jiuyou has been hidden in the world since then."
"It sounds really similar..." Meng Qi was slightly frightened when he heard it at the same time. It was too similar, right? There seemed to be no difference between the Nine Heavens, the Immortal, the Heavenly Court, and the Heavenly Emperor. "In the mythology of our world,
, where is the remaining body of the Demon Lord?"
"I don't know, because the records of the fall of Heaven are unknown. Maybe Xuantian Sect will know something about it." Jiang Zhi said with some thought.
The Xuantian Sect is known as the inheritance of the Heavenly Emperor because tens of thousands of years ago, their founding ancestor discovered the ruins of the Heavenly Court under the Jade Emperor Mountain and obtained the Time Sword and part of the Heavenly Emperor's Jade Book.
Meng Qi thought that this demon lord could be the other demon lord, but the level of strength in this world is too bad, right?
"Being able to attack Heaven, the Demon Lord's strength is really terrifying. I wonder what level he has reached?" Meng Qi asked doubtfully.
Jiang Zhiwei pondered for a moment: "It is said that the Demon Lord opened the Demon Realm in the void, and the strength of the realm can be imagined. Later, the Nine Heavens disappeared, the Heavenly Court collapsed, and the Emperor of Heaven fell. It is said that there are hidden dangers laid by the battle with the Demon Lord."
She didn't know how many realms Dharmakaya had, or whether there were other realms above, so she could only describe it based on hearsay.
"The Emperor of Heaven fell and the Heavenly Palace collapsed. Who did it?"
Hearing Jiang Zhiwei mention this matter for the second time, Meng Qi couldn't help but ask, this is definitely not something ordinary powerful people can do.
Jiang Zhiwei shook her head: "This is an ancient secret, but there are records that suddenly one day, the ladder to the sky broke, and the heaven fell from the sky. Smoke and dust covered the earth for nine days. From then on, it was called the Nine Heavens of the Immortal World by ordinary people.