The Demon Mountain is in chaos, Qin Wentian's hand? Fang Tian climbed up the Demon Mountain with a halberd, walking up step by step towards the Demon Palace on the top of the Demon Mountain. The endless demon cultivator stood on the ancient road, and no one could stop him.
Fang Tian's painted halberd flashed with black gold light. It was derived from the power of the star soul. It carried terrible destructive power. Every time it came out to kill, it bloomed from a body like a god and demon, and was carried by the hand of god.
When activated, the power is so extreme that even if there are elites and strong men on the magic mountain, no one can compete with it.
The dragon-controlling saint looked embarrassed. He sat down and watched Qin Wentian kill all the way, unstoppable as the dark demonic dragon roared.
"Boom..." At this time, Qin Wentian struck out with another halberd, injuring the person in front of him. Then he raised his head and looked into the void, and said coldly: "You can only defeat the general yourself, so why let others come to defeat you?
The Lord of Demons can accept me, a martial arts cultivator from the Immortal Realm, but a group of junior demon cultivators on the Demonic Mountain are here to help me. A person’s knowledge is indeed related to his realm."
"Are you saying that all the demon cultivators in my mountain have no knowledge?" Saint Yulong shouted angrily. As soon as these words came out, the demonic power of many demon cultivators undoubtedly became stronger. However, seeing Qin Wentian step up step by step
However, they were deeply shocked in their hearts. It seemed that as the Yulong Saint said, this person was the top talent in the Immortal Realm and must have come from a super power.
Why would the Lord of all demons allow a fairyland martial artist to pass his test? Come to this demonic mountain.
"If you continue to block my way, I will show no mercy." Qin Wentian's voice was cold, and he swept up. Above, he saw several demon cultivators stepping down. Their eyes were cold and full of demonic power. They knew that if they continued to block Qin like this,
Wentian will not be able to stop him, and I'm afraid all the demon cultivators will have to join forces to attack.
Seeing this scene, Qin Wentian's perfect immortal platform bloomed. In an instant, endless brilliance enveloped his body. A terrifying phantom of a roc appeared, dragging Qin Wentian's body. The roc's wings trembled. In an instant, Qin Wentian
It turned into a ray of light and shot towards the sky. Wherever Fang Tian's halberd passed, the demon dragon, Dapeng, Xuanwu, Divine Elephant, Suzaku, Qilin, Zhenjian, Chaos, and eight great demons all appeared together.
Earth-shattering.
A terrifying vortex appeared in front. This vortex was centered on Fang Tian's painted halberd and surrounded by eight demons. Before they even touched the bodies of the demon cultivators, they felt their whole bodies trembling, and all their attacks and defenses were completely destroyed.
Crushed into pieces.
The face of the dragon-controlling saint above also changed instantly. He felt the vortex in front of the Fangtian painted halberd. The eight great demons opened the way, swallowing the sky and frightening the earth, with boundless power. All the demon cultivators in front were sucked into the vortex.
They screamed, but were immediately knocked away. Qin Wentian still used external force to push them back without killing them.
The demon cultivators above kept retreating to make way for them. The statues exploded and shattered, and each demon cultivator was seriously injured. When the phantom of Dapeng stopped moving forward, Qin Wentian stopped and fell down behind him.
Got a piece.
Qin Wentian did not look back, he just looked at the demon cultivator in front of him, holding Fang Tian's painted halberd, and continued to move forward. When he passed by a demon cultivator, the demon cultivator did not move and looked at his figure as he continued.
Forward.
Qin Wentian just walked in front of the crowd step by step, no one stopped him. Suddenly, a demon cultivator suddenly attacked Qin Wentian. When Qin Wentian passed by, he raised his hand and slashed him with a knife. He was almost there.
Extremely, like a black lightning.
"Boom." The magic sword slashed Qin Wentian's body, as if it was slashing on an extremely tough magic weapon. The sword could not be cut off.
The demonic cultivator made a surprise attack, and how could he break Qin Wentian's body like a god and demon with a hasty sword? Having reached the top level of Immortal Platform, Qin Wentian's defense had now reached a terrifying level.
Fang Tian painted the halberd like a sharp sword, and slashed out with his hand. When the opponent's magic knife slashed at him, it cut across the opponent's body. A blood line appeared. The demon cultivator screamed and almost died.
However, Qin Wentian seemed not to have seen it and continued to move upwards. No one continued to sneak attack. Everyone seemed to understand that unless there were a few people walking out of the Demon Palace at the top of the Demon Mountain, no one could stop him at all.
The immortal martial arts cultivator in front of me.
People from the Immortal Realm can pass the test of the Lord of Demons, and indeed they have amazing talents.
The dragon-controlling saint had a livid face. He finally saw Qin Wentian's combat power more clearly and intuitively. This guy from the Immortal Realm, even if he wanted to find someone to defeat him on the Demon Mountain in the realm of the Demon Platform, he would not be able to defeat him.
It was an easy task, and he could only watch helplessly as he climbed all the way up.
Because although fighting is not prohibited on the Magic Mountain, under normal circumstances, the Demon King is prohibited from taking action against the Magic Platform martial cultivators who set foot on the Magic Mountain.
Qin Wentian is now standing on the Demon Mountain, so the Dragon Controlling Saint cannot order people in the Demon King Realm to deal with him unless he himself can defeat Qin Wentian.
There is no one on the road ahead, and although the road is long, you will eventually reach it.
Qin Wentian was getting closer and closer to the top of the mountain, and he was finally able to feel the majestic majesty coming from the Demon Palace on the top of the mountain.
Finally, the road became extremely wide, leading to different directions. In each direction, there were different demon temples on the top of the mountain. When viewed from below, the demon temples were lined up in a row. When viewed from here, the demon temples were lined up.
Very far apart.
At this time, in one of the directions, a figure walked downwards. He galloped all the way and headed straight for the direction where Qin Wentian was.
Qin Wentian also saw this figure. When he saw the other person, his eyes were stunned and he looked particularly surprised. Finally, the figure arrived in front of him, patted Qin Wentian on the shoulder and said, "I knew you would do the same."
When I came here, I didn’t expect you to move so slowly. This Ten Thousand Demon Island is really not a good place, and it’s the same on the Demon Mountain.”
"When did you come?" Qin Wentian asked in shock.
"I've been here for more than two years," the other party responded.
"Two years?" Qin Wentian's eyes froze and he asked again: "How long did it take you to climb the Magic Mountain?"
"One day." The other party responded.
"..." Qin Wentian's eyes flashed and he stared at the other person motionlessly. It took this monk one day to climb the Magic Mountain?
It turned out that the person in front of me turned out to be Monk Bujie from Wenxin Temple, that extremely despicable monk Bujie.
He said that it took him one day to climb the Magic Mountain.
"Didn't you lie to me?" Qin Wentian's face was filled with doubt.
"What's the point of lying to you? Don't tell me. As soon as I mentioned this, this master became depressed. Do you think this Lord of Demons is sick? What kind of test is that? The lives of Buddha, Dao, and Demon are all at stake. Buddha
The devil has nothing to do with me. I can take any path no matter who asks me to live. I accidentally walked directly onto the devil's mountain. Is this called a test? Only a fool can't pass it."
Monk Bujie cursed very depressedly, as if his intelligence had been greatly insulted.
"..." Qin Wentian's face was covered with black lines. He felt his heart twitching when he looked at the unruly monk in front of him. How could there be such a shameless and shameless monk in this world? This bastard monk was still extremely talented at Wenxin Temple. He was beaten by two senior brothers.
This is the shame of Buddhism and the shame of Wenxin Temple.
"Why, it didn't take you a few years, did it?" Bujie saw the corner of Qin Wentian's mouth twitching, his eyes flashed, and he asked weakly.
"No, how could it be?" Qin Wentian saw Bujie's eyes gradually turning into extreme contempt, and he couldn't help but said, if he said now that he spent three years setting foot on the Magic Mountain, he didn't know how he would be treated by such a wretched person.
What does the monk look like when he despises you?
"Really?" Monk Bujie looked at Qin Wentian seriously.
"Really." Qin Wentian nodded seriously.
"Of course I believe you. If it took you half a year to walk up the Magic Mountain like those mediocre people, you would be such a waste." Bujie said softly, and repeated intentionally: "Yes, that's right.
waste."
"This shameless monk." Qin Wentian cursed in his heart. Could this monk be doing it on purpose?
"Brother Qin, do you think so?" Bujie asked very innocently.
"Yes." Qin Wentian nodded and then changed the subject: "You have been in this magic mountain for two years, how are you doing?"
"Forget it, the people on this Demon Mountain are a little stupid for believing in the Lord of Demons. The people in the Demon Palace told me that I am very suitable for inheriting their demonic ways and can access the thoughts of ancient demons. But how can I, a Buddhist monk, do this?
I am suitable for cultivating demons, but those guys said that because I have practiced Buddhist techniques, I am more suitable. They want me to stay on the demon mountain to accept the inheritance of their demon temple, and they also want me to pass on the position of future master of the demon temple to me.
Don’t you think it’s a bit silly?”
Monk Bujie whispered, Qin Wentian blinked his eyes and asked: "Then are you practicing or not?"
"Aren't you asking nonsense? As a Buddhist monk and a senior monk from Wenxin Temple, when I came to this place of demons, how could I not practice the magic skills of demons? Only by understanding them can I save them. If I don't go to hell,
Who will go to hell?" Monk Bujie said righteously.
Qin Wentian almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. Being so shameless that he refuses to quit is also a kind of talent.
"Aren't you worried about being scolded by Master Buyu and Buhui?" Qin Wentian asked again.
"Don't mention those two stinky monks. They had the heart to throw such an outstanding junior brother into the Island of Ten Thousand Demons instead of coming with me. They are so unloyal. I will never recognize them as senior brothers again." Monk Bujie said fiercely.
.
"Junior brother, are you talking about me?" At this time, another voice came, and I saw a powerful demon king stepping forward, and quickly walked over to this side: "Junior brother, why don't you practice well and run away again?
come out."
"Hello, senior brother." Monk Bujie immediately turned around and shouted respectfully to the visitor with a smile on his face. He had previously said that these demon cultivators were stupid, but his attitude changed in the blink of an eye, refreshing Qin Wentian's understanding of shamelessness.
Know.
"Junior brother, I have gained some insights from my practice these days, so I came here to relax my mind." Bujie said softly.
"I see, who is this?" The powerful Demon King looked at Qin Wentian and asked.
"This is Qin Wentian, Brother Qin, my friend. Although his talent is slightly different from mine, he is still considered top-notch." Bujie said calmly, and the Demon King nodded: "To be praised so much by my junior brother, I must have great talent.
"
Qin Wentian stood there, feeling like he wanted to die. How could he know such a shameless monk?