During the conversation with the demon king, except for some demon cultivators who were still fighting without stopping, almost everyone stopped and retreated to their own camp, waiting for the final result. After all, the demon king is the one who decides the final direction of the battle, and there is no point in trying to break the mind.
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Above the sky, the flesh on the white-haired bear's face trembled, he chuckled, and said: "The situation is so great that I can't allow myself not to enter!"
Wu Yi has a low cultivation level and does not know the game between the Shui Tribe and the original Taoist forces in the Biluo Realm. However, as the demon king, the White-haired Bear is the one to win over from both sides. The White-haired Bear who was originally waiting for a price seems to have made his own choice now.
The Taoist sect is powerful and has deep roots, and has a great chance of winning. As an emerging force, the Shui Tribe is on par with the Taoist sect in the outside world, but it is a real small force in the Biluo world. In order to compete with the Taoist sect, the price offered is also higher, that is,
The so-called risk and return are positively related.
The white-haired bear chose to take action when the two sides were fighting fiercely and were almost exhausted. I am afraid that he also had the idea of continuing to ask for a higher price. The addition of this new force would not be a problem in changing the direction of the battlefield. Seeing the arrival of the reinforcements, the demon cultivator of the Blue Blood Pond faintly moved Wu.
Yi and others surrounded him and refused to let him escape. They moved very quickly.
After using the blood-burning technique for a long time, Wu Yi's whole body was already red and his meridians were numb. It wasn't that he couldn't hold on. He had blood in his pocket and could fight for another hundred and eighty rounds. He was just worried about being trapped in a never-ending battle.
Where is the way forward? Wu Yi thought to himself, but he did not expect that he would be involved in this dispute, and his luck was too bad.
But what Wu Yi doesn't know is that as the Shui Tribe recruits forces in the Biluo Realm and seeks to expand, the Biluo Realm is almost full of wars and there is no place for peace. Even if he is not involved in this dispute, he will definitely be.
Get involved in other disputes.
When Han Zhen heard what Bai Maoxiong said, his expression was calm and he asked, "Have you made your decision, fellow Taoist?"
However, Mang Tiandang did not give Han Zhen a chance to provoke him, and said to the white-haired bear: "Fellow Daoist Wang, you and I will work together to teach Han Zhen how powerful he is, and he will not dare to look down on us."
The white-haired bear also had a name, Wang Juwei, but because of the three brothers, the other demon kings all called him Wang Dabai in private. Most of them didn't know the real name, so Mang Tiandang had no choice but to mention his last name but not his given name.
Mang Tiandang mentioned that Han Zhen despised other demon kings who did not know the true Dharma and were just wild demons. He successfully aroused the anger of the white-haired bear and said coldly to Han Zhen: "Let's see where you go, old man.
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"Yes, we can never let this old man get away." The golden bear standing behind the white bear also stood up. It was slapped in the face by Han Zhen not long ago and said that it was as dissatisfied with Han Zhen as it was.
In terms of strength alone, Han Zhen and Mang Tiandang are both at the second level of the Golden Elixir. After breaking through the elixir shell, the number of elixirs far exceeds that of the two bears with the first level of the Golden Elixir. However, although the two bears are slightly less powerful and have constant quarrels in private, they
After all, they are from the same mother and they cooperate closely, so it is not difficult to join forces to counterattack.
The golden-haired bear who had a bitter feud with Han Zhen was the first to roar, raised his giant palm, and attacked Han Zhen. Han Zhen glared at him, and a thin curtain of water rose in front of his eyes. He directly bounced away the golden bear, and the white-haired bear also saw the situation.
At the end, raise a giant stick and press it down.
This huge stick was dark and rough, and it had obviously not been polished much, but its power was not weak. When it was struck down by the stick, the hard and soft water curtain was shattered into pieces.
With a wave of his robe sleeves, Han Zhen sensed a familiar aura from the giant stick. "Banyan tree core," Han Zhen whispered. Seeing the white-haired bear showing its murderous intent, he said: "Fellow Daoist Rong."
It was indeed you who killed him."
Fellow Daoist Rong, also known as the Ten Thousand Years Banyan Tree Spirit, was the original Demon King of Baixiong Ridge. He had a very good relationship with Han Zhen. He died for unknown reasons a hundred years ago. After that, the White Bear took over Rongshan and changed its name to Baixiong Ridge.
"So what? I even emptied his stomach and made a cave." At this time, the white-haired bear seemed to have regarded Han Zhen as a dead man in his heart, and did not mind exposing this secret, and even deliberately angered Han Zhen with it.
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"Okay, okay." Han Zhen laughed angrily, raised his hand, and turbid and heavy water shot out from the sky. This turbid and heavy water was taken from the turbid marsh soil that had been accumulated for tens of millions of years in the forest swamp, and was refined into heavy water.
, in terms of power, it is not inferior to the Five Elements Essence cultivated by Wu Yi, not to mention that Han Zhen shoots out more than tens of millions of drops of turbid and heavy water with this wave of his hand, and the sound is like thousands of armies roaring and thousands of horses galloping.
"Old man, have you forgotten me?" Mang Tiandang shouted loudly, and the python-spotted cloak hanging behind him shook off, fluttering in the wind, and took in all the turbid and heavy water without leaving a drop. This cloak should be
The skin he shed was extremely flexible. It was obvious that the heavy water had pressed the cloak to the ground and deformed it, but there was no sign of it breaking.
Han Zhen snorted softly. Although he was one against three, he did not show any cowardice and shot out thousands of drops of turbid and heavy water. The momentum did not decrease at all. Mang Tiandang unfolded the tied up cloak and poured out the turbid and heavy water that he had collected before.
Falling towards Han Zhen, countless drops of turbid and heavy water clashed in the air, making a dull clashing sound. They gradually gathered together and transformed into a giant crocodile under Han Zhen's control, seeking to devour anyone.
The demon king took action, and the disputes below resumed. But at this time, Wu Yi's pressure suddenly increased a lot. Four or five general-level demon cultivators joined the camp to besiege him. The situation that had been restored with great difficulty suddenly became
erosion.
Under the siege of countless auras and mysterious lights, Wu Yi took back his true self's shadow clones one after another, otherwise he would perish. However, without the true self's shadow clones to share the pressure, Wu Yi was even more stretched. If the four evil ghosts were not incorporeal, it would be difficult to
Destroyed with one blow, it had already fallen.
Is it really necessary to activate the Blood Burning Technique to a higher level? Wu Yi weighed the pros and cons of this move in his mind.
Rumble~~, Wu Yi was struggling, and suddenly there was a shocking loud noise in his ears. When he turned his eyes, he saw a forest swamp demon cultivator who self-destructed his body. He fought with the opponent and both sides died. No body was left intact.
It can be called tragic.
If there was no way out, which monk would choose this path to save his life? The situation at this time is really unfavorable.
"That's all." Wu Yi sighed. If he hesitated any longer, he might not be able to change the situation of the battle even if he continued to increase the blood-burning technique. With a sudden change in his heart, he activated the blood-burning technique to more than ten times.
Although Wu Yi's body strength has greatly increased after practicing the "Hunyuan Yuanyuan Dao Jing", this increase is still unbearable. Blue veins are exposed, some small blood vessels burst, and faint traces of blood seep out from the pores.
"No, he's going to blow himself up, stop him quickly." The Shui tribe, who didn't know Wu Yi's intentions, panicked, thinking that Wu Yi was going to blow up, and said hurriedly, holding a magic weapon in his hand to greet Wu Yi.
The familiar demonic energy surged into his heart, impacting Wu Yi's control over his mind. Wu Yi's eyes turned blood red, and he could no longer see black and white. His body suddenly doubled in size, and his clean skin grew fine golden fuzz, which was also visible to the naked eye.
With the rapid growth, Wu Yi's true body was no longer visible after a while. It was the Hercules Ape bloodline in Wu Yi's body that was at work.
The first person to attack Wu Yi was a water tribe monk. He was holding a large ring sword and was about to chop off Wu Yi's head. Wu Yi suddenly raised his head and yelled at the monk, "Ho~" The figure of the water tribe monk
After a pause, Wu Yi struck with his backhand, and Shabo's big fist directly tore the Shui Tribe monk's body into pieces.
This punch contained more than 200,000 kilograms of power. The demonized Wu Yi's strength was no longer 10,000 kilograms, but at least doubled to 20,000 kilograms. After the blood-burning technique was activated, his strength increased to
It’s not surprising that it weighs more than 200,000 kilograms.
"Junior brother, he is -" Li Gu and Zheng Guangming in the distance cooperated back to back. Seeing Wu Yi's sudden change, Zheng Guangming hesitated to speak. He remembered the rumor he had heard before. Wu Yi opened his eyes in the Di De Temple.
At first, they didn't quite believe in the killing, but now they saw Wu Yi's changes, and they began to believe it a bit.
After the demonization, Wu Yi's strength greatly increased. He clapped his hands casually, and all the magic weapons and mysterious lights were annihilated. As for the demon cultivators, it was even more so. In just a few moments, Wu Yi had already killed four or five foundation-level demons.
After repairing it, they were all smashed with one palm, and they were extremely bloody. The Linxianzhao generals who had been forced into a desperate situation cried with joy and roared incessantly, in order to show their strength to Wu Yi.
On the contrary, the generals from Jade Blood Pool and White Bear Ridge all looked at Wu Yi as if he was looking at a monster and couldn't get out of the way.
Wu Yi's cheating behavior also attracted the attention of the demon king in the sky. Hundreds of dim figures separated from the blood clouds at Mang Tiandang's feet, roaring towards Wu Yi. These were demons, and they were affected by
Mangtiandang Yushi, under the care of Mangtiandang, the strength of a single demon is comparable to that of a third-level foundation-building monk, and hundreds of demons are enough to kill all the creatures below.
Han Zhen snorted coldly: "You Taoist, you have too much to worry about." The turbid and heavy water surrounding him fell away, wiping out the demons one by one. When the demons were killed, each one showed a look of relief.
, extremely safe.
The white-haired bear looked stern and said to the golden-haired bear beside him: "Second brother, go down and solve this problem."
The golden-haired bear was very dissatisfied with the white-haired bear who asked him to kill a foundation-building monk, but he couldn't stand the elder brother's insistence, so he muttered a few words and flew down.
Han Zhen was able to stop the low-level demons, but he couldn't stop the demon king-level golden bear. What's more, he had to fight one against two. He was helpless as he watched the golden bear go down.
Seeing Wu Yi from a distance, the golden bear said in surprise: "It's you." Although Wu Yi turned into a demon, his aura did not change much. In order to lure the golden bear away, Wu Yi gave up a shadow clone, and the shadow clone was just like him.
The golden bear immediately discovered the secret.
"Give my third brother his life." The golden-haired bear was furious, roaring, descending at high speed, rubbing the air and making an explosive sound, like fire falling from the sky.
Han Zhen's heart skipped a beat and he forgot about this. Wu Yi was in danger now. He said to the void on the right: "Fellow Taoist has been here for a long time, it's time to take action."
What, there was someone lurking aside. Mang Tiandang and Bai Mao Xiong were shocked. They looked into the void and saw a hazy shadow gradually turning from void to reality. It looked like a Taoist.
"Yun Zhenzi, it's you." Mang Tiandang said in surprise.