Chapter 213: The Black Law of the Great Demon, Prove My Supernatural Powers
Blood, boundless blood color.
Liao Wenjie fell into it and felt that the sea of blood was endless and he would never reach the end in eternity.
After an unknown amount of time, the blood-red world suddenly darkened, and the sky and the earth became clear, with red above and black below.
He was suspended in the darkness, raised his hand to touch, but could not touch the red color so close to the horizon. He wanted to descend, but could not find anything to use for strength.
At this moment, the red sea of blood suddenly rippled in front of the water, and a dark shadow slowly took shape.
"The beginning of Xuan Dao, one yin and one yang, the foundation of all things, five qi..."
"Turn a blind eye, hear a deaf ear..."
"..."
The black shadow was silent and motionless, and Liao Wenjie's heart resounded with the sound of thunder. The red light in his eyes dissipated, turning into black bit by bit, and he started chanting simultaneously.
"Heavenly calamity and earthly calamity, gods sighing and ghosts complaining..."
"..."
As soon as the scene changed, the black light in Liao Wenjie's eyes dissipated, and he kept thinking. He strangely found that he and the shadow had switched places. Originally, he was in the darkness, and the shadow was in the sea of blood. Now he was in the sea of blood, and the shadow was standing in the darkness.
The black shadow's eyes are red, and infinite blood is contained within them. If you look directly, you can see a sea of blood within it. Look again, there is boundless darkness in the depths of the sea of blood, and between the clear lines, two figures are looking at each other from a distance.
"The Great Demon Black Law, prove my magical power, hold the talisman Taixu, the Netherworld Immortal Capital."
"..."
The sea of blood was silent, and there was no trace of darkness. Liao Wenjie was in a trance and fell into a deathly sleep.
…
The two cavalrymen stepped forward with guns in hand and were careful not to make any unnecessary moves. When they approached Liao Wenjie, they dismounted and walked instead.
No wonder they were so cautious, because the scattered slap marks and photos around them were too eye-catching. Moreover, their boss moved out of the City of Wasted Death to fight in the human world. After he came back...
All that's left is the mask.
Whether they were completely defeated or not was not something they dared to think about, but according to rumors, several ghost generals had already run away and switched to other forces.
Clang!
Seeing that Liao Wenjie was motionless, one of the cavalrymen opened the Shengxie Sword in his hand with a gun. The red light rose high and the broken sword was inserted upside down on the flat ground ten meters away.
"kill him!"
The old demon from Montenegro shouted coldly. He was defeated in the first battle. Not only did he lose the city in vain, but he also lost thousands of years of time and ambition.
His strength plummeted, and his foundation... there was no foundation to speak of. It was just a big hole. The forces under his command were even worse. None of them had escaped, leaving only a small group of cavalry wandering on the plains.
Nowadays, the old demon from Montenegro has trouble defeating the Ghost King, so what qualifications does he have to compete with other forces in the world?
Moreover, those forces will not give him another chance to make a comeback. It will be difficult to make a comeback. It is very likely that his era will end.
With such deep hatred, he naturally tried every means to pull Liao Wenjie down to support him.
The old demon of Black Mountain knows very well what is going on in the human world. Righteousness is withering, evil ways are rising, and there may be people with great power living in seclusion in the mountains, but they are scattered and insignificant, and they have long been withered bones in the graves.
The rest are a group of inexperienced practitioners with low abilities, relying solely on the magic weapons left over from their ancestors to support themselves.
In the view of the old demon from Heishan, Yan Chixia and Liao Wenjie both fall into this category. Their cultivation methods are average, and they rely entirely on the shadow of their ancestors to conquer demons. Liao Wenjie can slap one slap, but he is definitely not able to slap the second one.
After several attempts, he was sure that his guess was correct. Just like the several slap marks around him, their power was average and the attack range was severely reduced.
The original intention of the old Black Mountain demon was to consume Liao Wenjie alive in the underworld, snatch his body, hide in the human world and lie dormant for thousands of years. When the underworld is in chaos, he will take advantage of the situation and rise up.
Now it seems……
The old demon from Montenegro looked at the motionless Liao Wenjie and sneered, thinking that he was so powerful that he would die so soon.
Ding!
The cavalryman stabbed Liao Wenjie in the throat with his spear. Sparks flew up and the spear tip broke off and flew away.
The other cavalryman looked at him in astonishment, tightened the spear in his hand, and after thinking that his boss was still behind him, he decisively raised his spear and stabbed him.
Whether it's successful or not is one thing, but whether it's done or not is another!
At the moment when the spear tip was pierced, Liao Wenjie, who was sitting silently, suddenly spoke, shocking the two cavalrymen and retreating continuously.
"The Great Demon Black Law, prove my magical power, hold the talisman Taixu, the Netherworld Immortal Capital..."
The sound was not loud, but in the ears of the people in the underworld, it was like thunder striking the heavenly spirits, making them top-heavy and falling from their horses to the ground.
The same was true for the rows of skeleton war horses. They fell to the ground on their knees and could not stand up after several struggles.
The old demon from Montenegro stumbled and struggled to stand up. He stumbled and fell to his knees, facing Liao Wenjie.
"Ho ho ho!!"
As the overlord of the Netherworld, he couldn't bear the humiliation, so he pulled out the sword from his waist and threw it towards Liao Wenjie in the air.
His hands were weak and his sword fell to the ground in a parabola. He was a few steps away from Liao Wenjie. Seeing this, he let out another cry of incompetent rage.
On the other side, Liao Wenjie suddenly opened his eyes, and the red light in his eyes flashed away. The Shengxie Sword buzzed and trembled ten meters away, and the bloody sword body spread out a scarlet halo, covering the entire cavalry team in an instant.
The Sword of Victory against Evil soared into the sky like a living thing, and red light flashed across the sky. As Liao Wenjie raised his hand to catch it, it landed firmly in his palm.
Blood beads overflowed from Liao Wenjie's palm and spread all the way up the sword. The cold air from the surrounding materialized and mixed with the blood to recast the incomplete blade.
Without thinking, the old Black Mountain demon took off the stone mask on his face and threw it into the distance.
After doing all this, the puppet's body fell straight to the ground, and the mask rose up in the wind, turned into a stream of light, and shot straight into the distant sky.
"go!"
The sword was half-constructed and could not be forged again. Liao Wenjie threw the sword away from his hand and chased after the mask in the distance.
The crimson chain flashed with surprise, dashed out of the air, penetrated the darkness and boundless mist, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
After a while, the red sword light returned, and the sword was interspersed with a shaking mask.
"The beginning of Xuan Dao, one yin and one yang, the foundation of all things, five energy and five forms..."
"Wonderland on earth, sink or float..."
"..."
Following the words from Liao Wenjie's mouth, the Black Mountain Old Demon screamed miserably, and the black mist crazily spread out from the mask. They were all sucked into the sword body by the Victory Evil Sword, and the blood and meridians-like patterns lit up little by little.
In a shrill wailing sound, the aura of the old Black Mountain demon dissipated. Even though he was unwilling to do so, he was unable to recover and completely dissipated between heaven and earth.
After doing all this, Liao Wenjie took the sword with both hands and continued to sit cross-legged and meditate, chanting something.
After a long time, the cavalry team returned to normal, mounted their horses with weak legs and feet, and fled in all directions as if they were reincarnated.
The old demon from Montenegro was beheaded by human Taoist priests, and his soul was completely destroyed. This news alone was enough to make them surrender to other forces.
In the underworld, fighting for the territory of the Black Mountain Old Demon will inevitably lead to another bloody storm.
Liao Wenjie had no idea about this kind of thing. After he finished meditating, he exhaled slowly, looked at the long sword in his hand, and raised his hand to touch his chin in confusion.
"What's going on? This sword seems to be a little longer..."
"There is also this mask, the same model as the old Black Mountain demon. Could it be that... I am killing ghosts in my dream again?"
…
The human world, the mountain of money.
The curtain between the human world and the underworld was opened. Liao Wenjie stepped on the Jinshan Mountain, leaned over and pulled out the [Purifying Heaven and Earth Divine Curse] that was tightly attached to the Jinshan Mountain.
That is to say, his relationship with this book is unclear. If it were anyone else, let alone this book, not a single coin would be able to be pried away.
Wow!
Jinshan lowered layer by layer, and after half an hour, the huge Jinshan disappeared. Only the ruins of the City of Death were left, with bones and black stones everywhere. It would be an exaggeration to say that it was a city of corpses.
"It shouldn't matter if you leave this thing alone..."
Liao Wenjie thought for a while, decided that it didn't matter, and flew towards the distant woods to look for Yan Chixia and others.
No one was found, but the code left by Yan Chixia was found on the bark of the tree.
He raised his hand to erase the code, closed his eyes and summoned his crow scouts. Because in the previous battle at Luoyan Gorge, there were only two crows left out of the five, which was barely enough to open the way and find people.
…
Station.
After the defeat of the old demon in Heishan, this inn where ghosts gathered was empty. Also, due to the collapse of Luoyan Gorge, pedestrians changed lanes and changed directions. The gate here was sealed and no one could be seen.
At least no one can be seen from the outside. Inside, there are one person and two ghosts occupying three rooms.
Liao Wenjie skillfully climbed over the wall and walked into the inn. He followed the ghost smell on the stairs to the second floor. When he opened the door, he saw Yan Chixia lying on the bed and moaning.
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Sword boxes, long bows and other items were placed beside the bed. Yan Chixia was dressed in single clothes. Although there was no gauze, her face was as pale as paper. She could tell at a glance that she was sick.
"Eh! Eh?"
Yan Chixia tilted her head and saw Liao Wenjie, and immediately shouted in shock: "You brat, you are still alive... No, you are a human or a ghost. If you are a ghost, go next door. The two over there are the same kind as you."
Even so, Yan Chixia couldn't hide the joy in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth curled up.
"Master Yan, do you really want me to die?"
"I'm quite hopeful. After seeing that slap from you, I know that your contribution will be indispensable for the harm that will happen to the people in the future."
"Don't talk about this, I killed the old demon from Montenegro..."
Liao Wenjie did not hold the black stone mask in his arms: "Look, I suspect this is a magic weapon, but I don't know how to use it."
"I don't want to watch, I just want to drink."
Yan Chixia shook her head repeatedly: "It has been three full days since you were dragged into the underworld by the old Black Mountain demon. All the wine in the station was poured into the vegetable garden by the two female ghosts..."
"Three days, is it such a long time?"
Liao Wenjie was surprised, suddenly thinking that there were only one person and two ghosts in the inn, and asked: "Where has my brother Ning gone? Why didn't I see him?"
"He left. The provincial examination is approaching. If he doesn't leave, he can only wait another three years."
"Ah, just leave as soon as you say it, so ruthless?"
"No, I told him you were dead, and he howled and cried and refused to believe it. I spent three days with him to tell him not to stay here with all his heart..."
Yan Chixia said: "No, he just rushed to the examination room crying and you came back."
"Ah this..."
Liao Wenjie scratched his head. As expected of Ning Caichen, his character is still so good.
"Ajie, just come back. Ning Caichen has been taking care of me for the past three days. After he left, there were only two female ghosts left in the inn, and no one helped me carry my shit or urinate."
Yan Chixia was overjoyed: "Come on, help me up quickly. It's fate. I just felt the need to pee, and you opened the door and walked in!"
"hehe……"
Liao Wenjie smiled but said: "Master Yan, I have a question. I hope you will answer it carefully."
"Ask again after you pee."
"Pee after asking!"
"..."x2
"Okay, you ask."
Yan Chixia muttered that the tiger was bullied by the dog in Pingyang. If it weren't for his inconvenient hands and feet, how could Liao Wenjie be so arrogant?
"Master Yan, am I your son?"
"Bah, you're dreaming!"
"Then it's over. I'm not your son. Why do I care so much about you? Even if you keep it in your pants, I'll stay away without even frowning!"
Yan Chixia:(?灁?)
The words were very familiar, he seemed to have said them before.