Manjusri looked at Wang Rui with great interest, his eyes flickering, and his fighting spirit vaguely increased several times.
Seeing this, Zidu frowned slightly and quickly spoke to comfort the demons.
"Everyone, the incident happened suddenly. We all have too much time to take care of ourselves. No one has the energy to take care of our colleagues. Senior Hongyu is not indifferent, but too panicked. Let's end this matter."
Before he finished speaking, a bright cold light flashed in front of his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Rui's huge head was thrown up high, his eyes full of unwillingness and disbelief, and he fell heavily to the ground.
Plop!
The bloody head rolled on the ground, covered with dust and plum blossom debris.
The originally noisy discussion suddenly stopped.
The group of monsters all stood stunned, staring at Wang Rui's slowly falling body with wide eyes.
"Oh my God, Hong Yu was so ruthless in his attack. What on earth did he want to do?"
"This is the mainstay of the team, how can he be killed so easily!"
"Look, Master Zidu's face is as dark as the bottom of a pot."
Whispering discussions suddenly began, but Manjusri remained unmoved in the face of the confused and surprised looks of the demons.
"Senior Hongyu, you have gone too far."
Before Zi even had time to speak, Hongxiu standing next to him couldn't help but question.
After all, Wang Rui held a high position and had a weak say in the hearts of the demons. He was suddenly killed on the spot, which had a great impact on the morale of the army.
Facing Hongxiu’s doubts and questions, Manjusri shook his head disdainfully.
"Huh, if someone like Wang Rui has a cowardly character, doesn't want to make progress, and deliberately blackmails his colleagues, even if he is cut into pieces, it is not an exaggeration."
"If he continues to stay in the team, I'm afraid that in the process of breaking the formation later, he will jump out from time to time to ask for benefits. By then, the backyard will be on fire, and he will lose sight of the other."
"Sir Zidu has good intentions, so he didn't say anything to stop him, but for me, there is no need to keep such trash around."
Having said this, two cold lights suddenly appeared in Manjusri's eyes.
He turned around and glanced extremely indifferently, and the demons could not help but exude the smell of blood and killing.
It was at this moment that everyone realized that the respected elder in front of them was also a Shura who had emerged from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Zidu coughed twice and quickly drew the attention of the demons.
"Everyone, we have reached the final level. We must learn to work together and stumble each other. I am afraid that no one can go far."
After that, he stood up and left without looking back, heading towards the next level.
As Yujingyuan's formation was broken, the entire palace gradually melted like ice and snow.
Immediately afterwards, four palaces with a prosperous atmosphere suddenly appeared in front of the group of monsters.
The decoration of these palaces is particularly exquisite, with carved beams and painted buildings, and they are magnificent.
Earth, wind, water, and fire are tearing apart and spreading vertically and horizontally, just like crucian carp crossing a river, swarming crazily between heaven and earth, revealing various transpiration phenomena that are extremely miraculous.
Behind these four palaces correspond to different great demon tests.
Zidu looked at the vision in front of him and frowned slightly.
In the Demon Court, there is no turning back.
The layout of the palace is like ancient trees growing wantonly. There are three or four choices behind each palace.
If you choose the right direction, you may be able to make progress and keep moving forward.
If you choose the wrong direction, the next level may end abruptly.
Because of this, Zidu was extremely cautious in choosing the palace.
He took out an exquisite water and fire bell from his arms, his cheeks suddenly puffed up, and he chewed it gently in his mouth.
An extremely weak friction sound resounded in Zidu's mouth, and then he suddenly spat out thick, thick mist.
Thick fog and treacherous clouds hovered around the water and fire bells, pushing gently, and a clear and sweet sound came.
In an instant, endless water and fire true meanings rushed out along the bell, turning into many delicate figures of the Nine Infants.
The bodies of these nine babies are only the size of a palm, and they look very lively, and their head-bobbing looks are particularly naive.
They rolled around on the ground, chasing and playing with each other, like caged birds that had just been unchained, and roared with joy from time to time.
Zidu shook his head fondly, with a slight smile on his lips.
As his thoughts moved slightly, thousands of Nine Infant Shadows received orders at the same time and ran wildly towards the four palaces in front of them.
"After the reproduction and continuous development of several Yuanhui, every descendant of the direct line of the Great Sage has the ability to detect the background of the palace. No one can find the right path, but at least he can avoid a dead end."
Zidu's eyes were full of anticipation, and he stood quietly, waiting for those phantoms to return.
I don’t know how long it took, but a childish squealing sound suddenly came from the distance.
As Zidu gently swayed the bell, countless red and blue air currents drifted back across the sky to the south and to the north.
At the moment when the air flow across the sky, the murmuring sound of Yiyi is emitted, just like a woman's gentle exhortation, which seems particularly soft.
Zidu kept shaking the bell, retracting all the airflow, and then narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was trying to digest the majestic information.
After a long time, he exhaled softly and looked at the palace in the distance.
"There are new branches behind these four palaces!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the entire team suddenly became solemn.
This means that the original team will be divided into four teams and rushed to different palaces.
After hearing this, Manjusri walked out of the team without hesitation and walked towards the palace on the far left.
He does not have the means to detect details like Zidu, but he is extremely confident in his own luck.
Rather than staying where you are and thinking hard about which path is the right one, it is better to leave it to fate.
Looking at the back of Manjusri striding forward, Zidu's eyes were slightly envious.
As a direct descendant of Jiuying and the leader of the younger generation, he weighs the pros and cons when doing things, leading to hesitation and fear.
"You can choose the path ahead."
Zidu said in a hoarse voice, then walked towards the palace on the right with red sleeves.
Nearly 60% of the great demons chose to follow Zidu unswervingly.
The rest either had ulterior motives or found another way and chose the remaining palaces.
Because of Manjusri's cruelty just now, very few people chose his path.
Except for a few flower demons who looked particularly timid, there were no other followers as far as the eye could see.
Manjusri shook his head and walked unswervingly to the outskirts of the palace.
This is a sparkling palace, with transparent and pure water light spreading freely along the periphery of the palace.
Like a tide rising and falling, the majestic and transparent waterway has an endless charm.
"Senior Hongyu, can you find out the details of this palace?" A flower demon wearing a goose-yellow palace dress next to him suddenly asked timidly.
“You’ll know just when you take a look inside.”
Manjusri said slightly indifferently, pushed open the palace door and stepped directly in.
Wow, wow.
The surging waves are rushing endlessly, and as far as the eye can see, there is an endless ocean.
The pure blue water is as breathtaking as a gem, exuding a bright halo.
Inside the palace is a vast underwater world, with wildly growing corals blooming with colorful light.
At this moment, a scolding sound suddenly came from the sea.
"The Dragon Clan of the West Sea are just chickens and dogs. I will go out with my sons and kill them all."
A deep and powerful roar suddenly sounded, and then, a powerful demon with two swords suddenly appeared in front of him, leading countless demon soldiers.
He has a jade-like face and is majestic. Every time he steps out, terrifying thunder will explode under his feet.
At the same time, a stormy wave suddenly arose on the sea surface, and all the dragons of the West Sea soared out.
"Zishan, don't be so arrogant!"
The Dragon King of the West Sea opened his eyes angrily and became menacing. He transformed into a solemn middle-aged appearance and shouted loudly.
He wore smooth and swirling bright silver armor, with a huge dragon ball on his head, blooming with golden rays of light.
The Xihai tribe is well-trained and rushes out along with the waves, forming a majestic sea-turning formation.
"Zishan, where have you heard this name before?"
The flower demon in a goose-yellow palace dress suddenly spoke from the side.
Her voice is particularly sweet, like a young oriole.
"Zishan is not a famous great sage, and his strength during his lifetime was only in the early stage of Daluo Jinxian. However, he was always brave and good at fighting and did not like intrigues. He was an effective general under the demon master Kunpeng."
Manjusri looked at the vision in the sky with deep eyes and spoke in a hoarse voice.
"According to the historical records of the Monster Clan, the Sihai Dragon Clan has long existed in name only due to the catastrophe. This crusade against the Shui Clan did not consume too much troops and time. Thinking about the battle in front of us, it should be Zishan's highlight moment." p>
As the mighty power of heaven and earth quietly descended, fine scales began to grow on the skin surface of the demons.
Everyone suddenly panicked, and just wanted to use their magic power to remove the scales, but were stopped directly by Manjusri.
"No, this is the soft scale armor commonly used by Demon Court in battle. When the war starts, we will be automatically recruited by Zishan and become members of the team."
"These scales are the symbol of the team. If you remove them, you will join the Dragon Clan's camp. I'm afraid Zishan will treat them as enemies and kill them with all their strength."
After hearing this, the group of monsters immediately stopped their tactics and allowed the scales to grow wantonly on the surface of the skin.
Sure enough, these scales are delicate and smooth to the touch, as soft as cotton, but they can easily withstand attacks from the earthly immortal realm.
The battle on the sea suddenly came to a standstill. Both Zishan and the Dragon King of the West Sea stood silently in preparation.
They seemed to be waiting for the demons to choose their camp.
Finally, when all the soft phosphorus armor had grown, Zishan's bold and hoarse voice sounded from the sea again.
"Hmph, you guys are worthy of shouting with me here, just like you ants."
After saying that, he suddenly shook the two swords in his hands, and countless swords struck out like a violent storm.
The waves surged into the sky, and fighting broke out.
The densely packed water tribe roared and roared, and walked on the waves.
At this time, the group of demons watching the battle suddenly disappeared before they had time to react.
Immediately afterwards, they appeared in Zishan's army.