Chapter 1017: Seal the Building for Thirty Years (Part 1)
Tsk!
Even with all his clairvoyance, Yang Yu could only see an imperceptible glint of sword light, and he didn't even get a glimpse of the Ancient Immortal Sword.
I didn't even see clearly whether the ancient sword was really unsheathed!
However, just like that, the Red Devil King fell from the sky, and the true fire of Samadhi that was incombustible was completely extinguished at this moment!
Rumble!
There seems to be thunder rolling and spreading, which is a huge amount of air waves flowing back to fill the void after the true fire of Samadhi is extinguished.
At this moment, there was a roaring sound in the abyss, but it was also terrifyingly quiet.
Looking at the Red Devil falling like a withered leaf, no matter whether they were ordinary prisoners, True Monarch White Tiger, Old Monk Yama, or even the ten people in the Gushan Immortal Palace, they all lost their voices.
Including Yang Prison.
No one thought that the Red Devil King could withstand the Immortal Killing Sword, but no one could have expected that the Ten Thousand Demon Cave Master, one of the five demon sects and famous for nine thousand years, could not resist even a thousandth of an instant.
From the beginning to the end, his roar never recovered, only a shallow sword cry...
silence!
Deathly silence!
It was not until the Samadhi Sea of Fire was completely extinguished, the Earth Abyss was once again shrouded in darkness, and all the noise disappeared, that the exclamations of shock and reverence from the Wanshi Tianzong disciples were heard from outside the Earth Abyss.
"This sword..."
In the darkness, the faces of the three great eight-pole masters, including the old monk Yama, all turned blue, and they could hardly suppress the panic in their hearts.
It's not like they haven't seen the Zhuxian Sword kill people, but this is Baji!
A giant who has been famous for nine thousand years and has practiced Taoism for ten thousand years, enough to burn mountains and boil seas, catch stars and capture the moon!
this……
The three of them looked at each other in the darkness, feeling their hearts become cold.
Escape, did you escape?
Within the Immortal Palace, the ten heads seemed to be shrouded in mist, and no one could see them. There seemed to be different heads looming.
"The dying demon, ten thousand years of Taoism, the true fire of samadhi, the great magical power of burning jade and stone..."
"Although he is not the pinnacle of the Eight Extremes, nor is he an ordinary person, he is not worthy of a sword?! The sky has not yet opened, but there are already people in later generations who can practice the 'Zhuxian Sword' to such an extent?!"
"Are you so scared?!"
"Afraid! Why not be afraid! How difficult it is to come back from all the calamities. If you die here, everything will be in vain!"
"What are you afraid of?! Even if we fight against it, with the combined strength of ten of you and me, we can't beat a little bastard in future generations..."
"Don't forget! That little bastard possesses the 'Three Divine Powers of One Qi Transformation' and a sword to kill immortals. You and I can still withstand it, but where are the four?!"
"Four mouths..."
…
All the sounds dissipated with the mist, and Shishou's expression turned extremely ugly.
"These ten calamities are wrong, very wrong..."
After suppressing many distracting thoughts, Shishou still felt a little uneasy.
When the two calamities alternate and the road is reshaped, great fortune will naturally occur and countless heroes will emerge.
But the sky has not yet opened, and this is just one of the Hengsha worlds...
…
"Tian, Tianzong..."
Following the shadow, Yang Yu saw the Red Devil.
The Ten Thousand Monster Cave Master, the most violent demon king in Longquan, was looking up to the sky, his face was ashen, even though he saw Yang Yu, his eyes were still dull.
This sword did not kill him, but it wiped out his courage, hostility, and anger!
From the time he obtained the 'Samadhi True Fire' from Zhou Jue Yin Tian Palace, in the long nine thousand years, he has either encountered opponents, suffered major defeats, or narrowly escaped death...
But I have never been so desperate!
It may be said that the Nahuo Gourd was deliberately refined by the Tianzong Taoist for a long time to target his own spiritual treasure.
But this sword...
"He didn't even say a word..."
After a long time, the Red Devil King made a hoarse and subtle voice that Yang Yu almost didn't hear:
"He, he is also Baji, why, why..."
The Red Devil fell into a huge collapse.
Yang Yu looked at each other coldly.
In this state, the Red Devil King was much calmer than before, and this sword knocked him out of his obsessive state.
With that sword, all evil thoughts were wiped out.
"Why, he hasn't broken the limit yet, he is still Baji..."
The Red Devil King had collapsed and kept chanting this sentence back and forth. Even when Yang Yu mentioned it, he seemed unaware!
‘We are both from the Eight Extremes, the Red Devil King, no, including other Eight Extremes Lords, and the gap between the Taoist Taoist of the Tiantian Sect is probably greater than the gap between me and the ordinary Shidu...'
Amid many prying eyes, Yang Yu carried the Red Devil into the darkness. He felt a slight chill in his heart, and his doubts were equally huge.
The Tianzong Taoist in the Shidu period was not of the highest level and did not have great supernatural powers. Although he was considered to be the best for a while, he could not be considered to be amazingly talented.
But now...
"Good, good!"
How valuable is a dying Baji Lord? The old monk Yama and others stopped in front of Yang Yu.
"Everyone belongs to me."
Randomly pulling off the cloth bag from the Red Devil King's waist, Yang Yu stepped away.
True Lord White Tiger looked cold, but the unknown old man held down his arm instead.
"It's just Shidu, so presumptuous!"
True Lord White Tiger roared, but he suppressed the anger in his heart.
The four of them have been imprisoned here for more than three thousand years. They don't have any spiritual treasures and magic weapons, and they don't have enough magic power. They really don't want to fight with this person.
Being able to be on the Near Emperor Ranking, no matter what the means, shows that this person is at least as powerful as the incomplete Eight Extremes...
"father!"
In the human race bag, Hong Fa'er screamed miserably and threw herself on the Red Devil King with tears streaming down her face. However, the latter still seemed to be motionless and just kept mumbling:
"why why……"
"How can there be so many reasons?"
Closing the mouth of the human race bag, Yang Yu looked at the Red Devil King in Hong Fa'er's extremely malicious eyes:
"It's just that my strength is inferior to others."
"Stronger than others..."
The Red Devil King's eyes moved slightly. With Hong Fa'er's support, he staggered up and then fell down.
"Both are Baji... No, he is the only one who is Baji..."
The Red Devil King's voice was still very erratic. After a long time, he looked at Yang Yu and said hoarsely:
"What do you want?"
"Samadhi True Fire."
Yang Prison has nothing to hide.
"Do you want Samadhi True Fire?"
Wrapped in severe pain, the Red Devil King still sneered:
"You imprisoned my son without killing me, but you actually wanted to plot my king's divine seed? But you use him to threaten me, isn't it ridiculous!"
"But, it's ridiculous..."
Before Yang Yu could answer, Hong Fa'er couldn't help but tremble all over, and the look in her father's eyes became very frightening.
"He is just the flesh and blood that this king uses to live out his second life!"
The Red Devil King's face was gray and cold, while Hong Fa'er fell to the ground, her soul lost.
"If you help me live my second life..."
"I, I will kill, kill you!"
Hong Fa'er screamed sharply, and the crazy demon seemed to pounce on the Red Devil King. The latter did not move and let the flames burn his body, but he laughed wildly.
"Whoever kills me will be burned to death; whoever kills me will be reborn from the ashes!"
boom!
The blazing flames drowned the father and son demons, and they gradually melted and became one under Yang Yu's gaze.
After a long time, Hong Fa'er fainted in ashes, and Yang Yu stretched out his hand, and a trembling flame fell into his palm.
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