Everyone's spirits were shaken, and their faces were filled with ecstasy. It was as if all negative emotions had been swept away, and they stared intently at the black demonic energy outside the light curtain.
As the mantras and mantras like those of Hong Zhong Da Lu became clearer and clearer, the light curtain gradually became stable, and those demonic corpses that were not afraid of death were surrounded by black energy, like snow meeting the scorching sun, disintegrating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
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"Jiejie, what kind of bald donkey are you?"
The strong man hidden in the demonic aura let out a strange whistle, like a crow's crow at night, which was extremely harsh. But when he saw the pale golden figure walking in the dark, as if he was sightseeing in the mountains, he suddenly shouted loudly, "
It’s you!”
But what made him furious and even crazy was that the visitor didn't care at all, and didn't even look at him. It was as if what was standing in front of him was not a powerful demon king, but an insignificant stumbling block!
"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust!"
Wu Ming ignored the hysterical Demon Lord and glanced at the demon corpse holding its head and roaring with compassion.
call!
The next moment, as the demonic energy around the body dissipated, the six-character mantra read out by Wuji Dharma in the sky and the earth, under the blessing of the supreme secret of Buddhism, the "Diamond Sutra", disappeared in a moment!
Under the erosion of demonic energy, even the semi-saints cannot maintain their original flesh and blood bodies, let alone these ordinary people!
"Hahaha!"
The fallen demon lord looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, with blood-colored black light looming in his eyes. There was madness in the monster. Instead of being angry, he showed hysterical excitement. He said ferociously, "I thought there would be no chance for revenge, but I didn't expect the thief."
God finally opened his eyes and allowed me to see you again!"
"We know each other?"
Wu Ming tilted his head slightly.
Looking at this tall and thin young man with blood-colored ferocious demonic patterns on his face, although he is somewhat familiar, maybe he is an acquaintance, or he has remembered it before, or maybe he still remembers it, but subconsciously, he has already turned the page and will not even think of such a thing.
personal!
"you……"
The Demon Lord's expression froze for a moment, and he finally confirmed that Wu Ming had really forgotten him!
For someone like him who regards Wu Ming as his enemy, the greatest humiliation is not indifference, let alone ignoring, but forgetting!
"The hatred for killing my father is irreconcilable. Today I will destroy everything related to you in this place, so that you can experience what despair is and what hell is! Suffer death and destroy the world!"
The Fallen Demon Lord raised his hand, black energy surged in his palm, and a blood-black magic knife suddenly emerged. The strange lines on it were like a living thing, squirming incessantly, exuding a terrifying and terrifying power.
Wu Ming raised his eyebrows, and countless struggling and wailing innocent souls were clearly reflected in his pupils, as if it was not a knife, but an evil object that contained countless innocent souls!
It goes without saying that this is not an ordinary demon soldier, but a demon soldier who has obtained the power of the demons from outside the territory by sacrificing creatures from China, and has special powers!
"I don't know what it means!"
Wu Ming shook his head indifferently. Facing the fallen demon lord who was killing him like crazy, he tapped his feet lightly and transformed into a swimming dragon, leaving a series of afterimages in the air for a moment.
Even though there are ghosts and ghosts crying and howling all over the sky, it cannot disturb his mind at all. There is no need for the six-character mantra of Tantric Buddhism to consolidate his mind!
This kind of powerful Demon Lord who broke through with external force, relying on the special lethality of the devil's energy, may be no worse than the Semi-Saint Lord from China who breaks through normally, or even better, but to him, it is nothing at all.
Whether it is the innate Dragon Gang or the secret method of Buddhism, it has natural restraint on demonic energy, not to mention its own strength, which has already undergone a qualitative change.
"Jiejie, can you only hide now?"
The fallen demon master's move failed, and in an instant his sword moves changed again. The demonic energy behind him was overwhelming, like a demon god with teeth and claws, taking over the world from all directions, and slashed at Wu Ming again.
This move contains changes and power that are several times stronger than before.
But in Wu Ming's eyes, they were just crude moves that relied on demonic energy and strength, and even the use of strength was extremely simple.
Not to mention simplifying the complex, even if it is compared to being superb, it will still fall short!
Of course, if an ordinary first-level spiritual platform semi-saint encounters the demonic energy that disrupts the mind, corrodes the spirit, and carries various negative emotions, he will definitely be in a hurry and has no choice but to retreat.
But to him, it’s nothing!
when!
With a crisp clang, Wu Ming flicked his finger, hitting the weakest point of the magic sword. He easily bounced it away, and at the same time, it also dispersed part of the wailing souls corroded by the magic energy contained in the sword.
"impossible!"
The Fallen Demon Lord stepped back a few steps, his ferocious face revealed under his disheveled hair, and he looked at Wu Ming with an almost twisted look, his eyes full of disbelief.
"You can hurt my half-step golden body. It seems that you have indeed inherited the demon clan!"
Wu Ming glanced at the burning marks on his fingers. The pale golden light flashed and returned to normal in a moment.
"Stop talking nonsense here, or you'll die!"
The Fallen Demon Lord swooped forward again, his momentum not only increased by three points, but as he swept forward, he also pulled the demonic energy that filled the world into his body, and his momentum reached the extreme.
How similar is this scene to the demonic secret technique that Lou Xingkong performed on the ninth floor of the Heavenly Prison?
Bang!
But for Wu Ming, it was just a light palm that sent him flying back, and even part of the flame-like demonic energy around him dissipated.
"I'll kill you!"
The Fallen Demon Lord charged forward relentlessly, being knocked away time and time again, and recoiled again and again, like a crazy bull, completely forgetting to dodge.
boom!
Finally, after drinking tea, the Fallen Demon Lord, who had been shot away countless times, half-knelt in the void with a weak breath, breathing heavily, with blood-red eyes, staring at Wu Ming.
"This stinking smell seems a bit familiar!"
Wu Ming stretched out his hand and fanned his nose, looked at the other party and said, "Is this your trump card? A strange poison made by combining Wugou Powder and demonic energy?"
"Hehehe, are you scared?"
The Fallen Demon Lord slowly stood up, his aura was increasing again, and he said with a ferocious smile, "This is specially prepared for you by me. Those who are poisoned by this..."
boom!
Amidst the violent roar, before he could finish his words, he was knocked to the ground by a fierce and unparalleled force. Most of his breath collapsed again, and he was unable to get up for a long time.
"No...impossible, how could you be okay?"
The Fallen Demon Lord roared repeatedly, completely unacceptable. This was regarded as a trump card by him. He had even plotted against the powerful Semi-Saint's trump card, but it had no effect in front of Wu Ming.
"After all these years, you are still so incompetent and only use some dirty tricks!"
Wu Ming shook his head slightly, feeling a little sad, as if he remembered something.
It turned out that this man was Feng Gu, a disciple of the Luolian Clan. His father, Feng Chaocheng, secretly abducted countless women from good families in the capital for the Luolian Clan, and was finally killed by Wu Ming.
Luo Lianmen's branch was also defeated. When the martial arts hall was built later, under the arrangement of Xuanleimen and other forces, this person once challenged here, and also used Wugou San!
It's a pity that although this poison did a lot of harm to Wu Ming back then, now it can't hurt him at all!
But he never thought that he would become a fallen demon, and even set up a blood sacrifice demonic array in the Luolian Gate branch ruins, so as to break through and become a powerful demon king, thereby causing trouble in the capital!
When Wu Minglue recalled the turmoil of fighting in various parts of the capital when he left Tianlao, he almost instantly determined that this person was just a chess piece of the planner to hide from others.
The real purpose was Lou Xingkong and the three Semi-Saints in the Heavenly Prison, but they never thought that he would be blessed by heaven and earth to break through and directly destroy the demon sacrifice, causing the other party to fall short and lose everything!
The past events, one drink and one peck, maybe there is destiny somewhere in the world!
"I kill you!"
Feng Gu hated Wu Ming to the extreme. He stood up with his broken body, and spit out several mouthfuls of black blood, spraying it on the red and black magic sword.
Buzz!
In an instant, the magic sword shook wildly, and there was a strange and eerie wave, and with bursts of soul-stirring whimpering, it released a torrential blood light!
"snort!"
Wu Ming glared coldly, and instead of retreating, he advanced forward, and in an instant he got within a few feet of the opponent. Before Feng Gu could land a costly blow with his sword, he flashed past him.
laugh!
The sharp blade penetrated the flesh, the man suddenly appeared with a sharp roar, blood spattered, and a withered arm rose into the sky.
"ah!"
Feng Gu howled miserably, holding his broken arm and staggering back, but he couldn't avoid a ray of light coming from behind his head.
There was a muffled sound, and the blood from the back of his head to his forehead was mixed with red and white filth. Half of the door almost exploded. The hiccups, coughs and whimpering in his mouth stopped abruptly. Only a pair of bloodshot eyes still looked at Wu Ming ferociously.
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It's a pity that the soul soul was cut off by a thousand sword fingers in one fell swoop. Feng Gu could only keep standing, with his head half tilted, and he could no longer see it!
"Ahem!"
Wu Mingqing coughed up a mouthful of smelly black blood, frowned in disgust, and walked towards the martial arts hall expressionlessly.
Although he is half-stepped into a golden body and is almost complete, he has not yet achieved a true indestructible body. The Wugou Powder is originally a strange poison in the world.
After refining, the toxicity increased by more than ten times?
Fortunately, now that he has the help of the Boundary Pearl, even if he cannot eliminate it directly, he can suppress one or two of them and introduce them into the small spirit world to suppress them!
No matter how powerful the poison is, as long as the poisonous dragon emperor is here, it is only a matter of time before it is completely eliminated!
"Um?"
Just as he was about to enter the martial arts hall, Wu Ming suddenly turned around and looked with a frown.
There seemed to be an unusual fluctuation in the small lake that turned into a black hole where the Luolianmen ruins were located.
"Oh!"
Wu Ming shook his head and chuckled, not paying attention, and stepped straight into the light curtain, as if the formation had no effect on him at all.
In fact, this level of formation barrier does not have much effect. The power of the eight meridians to merge with the sky is enough to ignore ordinary formations, but more profound formations cannot.
"Your Majesty!"
The moment they saw Wu Ming, Shen Rong and others were surprised. They never expected that Wu Ming, who was rumored to have been dead for three years, would appear in front of them.
Although he was isolated by the formation and the demonic energy and could not see the situation outside, now that Wu Ming appeared, the fate of the fallen demon master was already self-evident!
"Hello everyone, stay safe!"
Wu Ming glanced around and saw that there were quite a few acquaintances there, so he couldn't help but smile.