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Chapter 772: The End of All Demons

This was a period of fighting and killing, filled with the ruggedness that came from the blood, and the bravery that came from the depths of the soul.

Floating in the sea of ​​disasters, accustomed to seeing the killing and the stormy waves, helplessly, both enemies and friends come to invite me. I should take the autumn water to wash away the dust and catch the spring breeze as early as possible.

boom! boom! boom!

Killing has never been far away from the world. Perhaps, those who are deeply involved in it have no regrets or complaints. It should be due to karma or fate. They dare not say they are attached or tired of it, but sometimes the light of the blade will make their brows cold, and they will realize that spring is too late.

In front of the golden pillar, there were bright and colorful sword lights, and the sharp sound blended into one with the wind. Everything it passed by was either turned into dust and dissipated, or turned into a cold and icy cold, or the sword energy was deeply hidden, with both beautiful appearance and murderous sincerity...

In the very center of the siege by various sword energies, the mountain-like body of the Heavenly Demon kept rushing left and right, as high as ninety-nine feet, with sharp fangs in its wide mouth, and twenty feet of sharp teeth sticking out from both sides of the huge mouth, with the entire body being a mixture of black and red. Just by looking at it carefully, one could feel the heart and soul being frightened by it.

The various blade energies slashed at the monster's body that was as hard as rock, and could only barely break through its defense and leave minor wounds. However, with the Great Sky Demon's terrifying recovery ability, the wounds disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Even though the demon blood was splattering and flying, the Yunyan Demon King ignored it. Instead, he pounced on the sword masters even more ferociously. The demonic energy and sword energy fought fiercely in the void, as if they were killing each other in a twists and turns.

Can you survive? How can you understand the killing? How can you sail in the sea of ​​robbery? How can you break the prison of your heart after practicing hard?

"This great demon is too thick-skinned..." Feng Qiandaojun sighed softly, with a hint of deep annoyance in his beautiful eyes.

A thick demonic breath gushed out rapidly from the pig's nose, which showed that the Heavenly Demon's combat body was also consumed heavily. However, it was an indisputable fact that the five Sword Lords attacked at the same time and failed to destroy the Demon King in front of them.

Even though the Siming Sword was not there, they were still unable to take it down when they were five against one, so there was really no excuse at all.

This pig demon king actually dared to speak nonsense and tried to interfere with the endless ritual of refining the Life Sword. He deserves to die!

"Gongsun Wuzhi, an old friend from Lianyun War Fort is here. Why are you so timid and afraid to meet him? I am here on the orders of the demon master to invite you to witness the Liuming Demon Court and the Zheng family settle the old karma, but you don't even dare to accept the invitation?"

The Yunyan Demon King arched his body, and his ferocious appearance was like moving wind, snow, and lightning. Not only was he full of hostility, but he also had a tyrannical demonic aura that refused to yield in the slightest. It seemed that every effort and every roar he made in the struggle against heaven and earth was in accordance with his heart.

boom!

Zheng!

The Heavenly Demon's fighting body burst out with an extreme amount of true power, seemingly not inferior to the Saint Venerable in the slightest. In an instant, it brazenly crashed into the bright and colorful sword energy. The demon energy and sword energy collided, and the strong and colorful energy collided, instantly turning into a large amount of golden light and silver rain, which was swayed in front of the golden pillar supporting the sky.

Even though they joined forces and managed to block the extremely ferocious attack from the great demon Yunyan, it was not that easy. The five sword masters felt a sweet taste in their mouths at the same time, and the corners of the mouths of two of them were already showing a hint of deep red.

The Yunyan Demon King was also shocked and retreated. He felt dizzy and even the breathing of his demonic energy became uncomfortable. He couldn't help but secretly say that it was terrible.

"Come again! I risked my life to come to Yuan Tu Jin Zhu, do you want me to enter the treasure mountain and return empty-handed?!"

In front of the golden pillar supporting the sky, the Yunyan Demon King laughed wildly. He vaguely felt that his fighting spirit had become pure to the extreme, and his blood was boiling like soup and surging like the tide. Now, perhaps he only needed an opportunity to leap into the position of Saint.

And this opportunity should probably be to face Gongsun Wuzhi head-on and escape.

"If Wan Yu wasn't dead yet, he would have said something sarcastic on my behalf. Unfortunately, he's gone now. I'll do it myself then. Hahahaha, sorry to make you laugh!"

The Yunyan Demon King suppressed the violent blood in his heart, looked at the huge golden pillar in front of him, took a long breath, and then burst out all the demonic energy in his body.

It's like paying a deep bow to the vast heaven and earth, like offering a salute to the rolling spring and autumn, seeking the bloodline with utmost sincerity, not relying on or asking for anything, not going to the shore or taking a boat, just showing off with the body of a demon.

“The world is a trough, the mouth is a black hole, the teeth are stained with blood, and the belly is round as if swollen.

I swallow, I eat, for my nature, for my life,

I ate you, what does it have to do with you..."

The huge pig's mouth that was spewing evil spirit suddenly opened apart, like a bottomless abyss, suddenly swallowing up the lake water covering it, revealing an extremely hideous and terrifying side. The wind and clouds changed color when they encountered it, and the sun and moon lost their light when they saw it.

So what if I am covered in mud, so what if the world is stupid, so what if I am rich and poor, so what if I eat and sing, so what if I am greedy, that is my nature...

"No, get out of the way!"

"That is……"

"how is this possible?"

Several sword masters felt a chill in their hearts, their eyes filled with disbelief.

The huge mouth that was like an abyss sucked in something, and it seemed as if an extremely violent storm was created, enveloping everything between heaven and earth and rolling towards the huge mouth. In just a few breaths, the Heavenly Demon's fighting body, which was originally only ninety-nine feet in size, had suddenly expanded to a size of four hundred feet like a breath of air.

It was like a ferocious beast from the wilderness, huge, thick-skinned and ferocious, with a pair of terrifying fangs that looked like long horns or hard steel pillars, which was frightening to look at.

The demonic body appears holy? !

All the sword masters felt a chill in their hearts at the same time, and their faces turned extremely ugly. This was the result of their fighting spirit and blood burning to the extreme, which had forged a very deep and active nature.

Since the third abyss, there have been many brilliant talents in the Demon Court, but if you really count, the only one who has the potential to become a saint and can be compared with the talents of the two heroes is the True Demon Emperor.

The Lord of Xingtian said in person that the True Demon Emperor broke through on the battlefield, and in the battle at Baiyujing he directly manifested his divine body. It was evident that he had an unparalleled fighting spirit, and even he admired him very much.

Unexpectedly, the second person in the Demon Court who broke through the shackles of blood and was promoted to Demon Saint in the abyss of disaster was actually this demon king with low intelligence, who was even faster than the noble lady of the Phoenix Court.

There is something unpredictable and mysterious about the demon race's struggle for life, which is hard to describe.

The huge monster's body, like a mountain hundreds of feet in radius, stood tall in the clouds in the sky. Its huge monster pupils narrowed slightly, and its raging appetite seemed insatiable. It had already violently impacted the minds of the sword masters, as if they were nothing more than scraps placed in a trough, mediocre and foolish, and the other side only needed to open its mouth slightly to end their confusion.

Even the muddy demonic aura seemed to give rise to a hint of mystery. As soon as the various sword auras clashed with each other, they seemed to lose their sharpness, sincerity, and truth, and even devoured each other.

The Yunyan Demon Saint said calmly, "We were able to compete with each other just now, but let's forget it now, unless you are determined to use the Sima Ming Sword. If that happens, I will be a little afraid of you.

So, Gongsun Wuzhi, are you finally willing to come out?"

The magnificent sword intent seemed to be able to split the mountains and seas, and seemed to be able to kill all things, and suddenly appeared in front of the sword masters. The sword energy was divided into two, and the vicissitudes of life in the middle age had already stepped into the void, with a hint of bitterness in his eyes, and also a cold and austere look like ice and snow.

"It's been a long time since we last met in Northern Frontier, Yunyan!"

The middle-aged cultivator was holding the Sima knife, the blade light was dull and dark, and when it fell into the eyes of the demon saint, it did not have the brightness of a ninth-rank spiritual treasure at all, but seemed quite consistent with the vicissitudes of middle age.

"What a great Sima knife! What a great Gongsun Wuzhi!

But since we have known each other for a long time, why do you want to avoid me?"

The huge demon pupils scanned Cangsang Daozi from head to toe, and a look of sudden enlightenment immediately appeared on the pig head, "You don't want to let me go, do you?"

Yunyan clearly remembered that day when they fought in front of Lianyun Battle Fortress, he tore open the body of the man in front of him with his own hands, and he was also touched by the calmness in his eyes.

Later, he met him in the residence of Ziming Dao in Northern Frontier. He knew that the other party had survived the disaster by using the treasure of death as a substitute. Inexplicably, he felt somewhat relieved, but also a little nervous, and his mood was extremely complicated.

Fortunately, after getting along with each other, they can get along quite well. Whether it is a fight of magic or a battle of formations, they can find common insights.

Not to mention, that idiot Zi Mingdao made a huge mistake, which caused the two of them to almost die under the staff of the Demon Saint Lan Pu one after another. So they could be considered to have shared some hardships.

But everyone has his own path ahead, and each presents its own bright future. Although he guessed that Gongsun Wuzhi was very likely to break through the path of the soul, he could not guess that it would be such a bright way.

Using the Great Free Emperor as fuel, he refined the ninth-order Sima Dao!

Right now, as long as Gongsun Wuzhi can sacrifice and tame the Life Sword, he can become the Primordial Spirit. Even the way forward for the Primordial Spirit has been opened. Even several extremely powerful demon saints in the Demon Court are extremely envious of this.

The person who is both an enemy and a friend has quietly shed the dust and mud of the world, just like a pearl taken out of a box, shining brightly in the world, truly stunning and moving.

Gongsun Wuzhi sighed softly. The Yunyan in front of him seemed to be a reckless person, otherwise he would not have chosen him to cover up the flaws of this fake body.

However, it was later discovered that this demon king was actually a rough but meticulous person, and he would often get to the essence of things and people. When he was in Ziming Dao's mansion, he had to be extremely alert when dealing with Yun Yan, for fear of being exposed, and he did not feel relaxed at all.

For some reason, every time he saw this seemingly honest and stupid demon king, the shadow of Yi Huahong would always appear in his mind.

Moreover, Yunyan was right. Whether it was out of the idea of ​​letting the sword masters sharpen their blades or wanting to confuse Jia Yunzhen, he really didn't want to take action, which was why he had not shown up yet.

Could it be that he wanted to give Yunyan a chance to live?

Maybe, maybe not, Daozi sighed softly and didn't want to delve into the answer to this question.

It was a pity that the opponent's fighting spirit was already strong. His demon blood matched his fighting spirit and he actually managed to break through in the battle and manifested his divine body. So he had to come.

Once you become a demon saint, you will fall under the Yuantu Golden Pillar.

Just like when he killed the brave wind tiger in the netherworld, he had regrets in his heart, but he had no regrets, and he had to do it! No matter what the cost!

"Yunyan is joking. The Siming Sword is too ferocious now, and I dare not use it too often, otherwise the sword will control me and I will be transformed from a Sword Master into a Sword Slave. This is Jiayun's real chance. Yunyan, do you want to try for him?" Daozi sighed softly, and there was no murderous intent in his tone. It was more like two old friends chatting.

The wind was howling in the sky, blowing equally over the Demon Saint and Daozi, bringing back memories of each other.

It seems as if we are still in the northern border, clinking cups, laughing and talking, the tea color is dim, but now we are facing each other in the midst of a catastrophe, each with his own traces and sorrows.

Standing alone before the Golden Pillar, suffering and killing are coming, old friends are gone, death is to be expected, but life is in danger.

"Although I am not fully capable of fighting now, I will never let you, Yunyan, escape back to the West. As for the Zheng family and the Liuming Demon Court settling the cause and effect, for your sake, I will definitely go to watch the ceremony, which will be regarded as not letting down our friendship."

“Okay! You lost to me in a fight of magic once, so today I will give you a chance to win back! Of course, if you can’t stop me, I will also be the winner!” A simple and honest smile appeared on the huge pig head of the Yunyan Demon Saint.

The man and the demon nodded at the same time. Everything was seen in each other's scorching and cold gazes. There was no grudge between them, but they also had a determination not to give up.

But it seems like they are carrying the dust of death to each other. Who is not struggling in stupidity? Not willing to be at ease, not willing to be free, but want to reopen the way to life and the door to life. The unfinished words, the undrinked tea, are entrusted to the future dusk and dawn.

hold head high!

The dark black blade light had already shot up into the sky, slashing towards the four-hundred-foot-tall body of the Demon Saint. The resolute blade light carried the will of "who else but me", and it was determined to kill and trap the old enemy.

The terrifying murderous nature suddenly boiled between heaven and earth, and the sharp sound of the sword spread loudly between heaven and earth.

Those who howl about life are like the lingering snow that blows away all the fragrance, like the falling petals that present the frost of life, like the ones sailing on the sea of ​​disaster, floating up and down. Enjoy the scenery and cut off the impermanence of this life.

Although as tall as a mountain, the Demon Saint's body swayed slightly, but there was not a single bit of clumsiness. The thick demonic energy burst out violently and collided with the killing sword light, surging like the tide of heaven and earth.

Looking from the sky, it looks like a ferocious hungry beast is gnawing on the endless sword light. The catastrophe is as deep as the abyss, stirring up bloodshed in the world, and it is greedy like crazy, but it is the way it was born.

Yunyan suddenly twisted his body and rushed towards Qingming. Although the Siming Sword had the ability to destroy demons, he vaguely felt that there should be a way out in the void sky.

At least it's a good place to decide life and death.

The clouds were stirred, rushing into the blue sky, crashing into the void, and both sides of the pursuit were silent, just for the result of the fight, just like the tea that they once drank together in the northern border, not caring about the taste, just to quench their thirst.

In the fight between them, some Taoists formed sword energy to encircle the enemy, while some demon saints activated their bloodline abilities to bite back, just like old friends toasting each other and discussing fine wine and delicious food.

Finally, in the deepest part of the void sky, the Demon Saint Yunyan looked at the sword energy that was dissipating in the sky, as well as the countless stardust that was originally mixed in the sword energy and was already incredibly beautiful. He couldn't help but be stunned suddenly, and then, his huge demon pupils suddenly turned into a burning red.

It seems like hatred, resentment, difficulty in expression, and unwillingness...

"You... are not Gongsun Wuzhi, who are you?"

The vicissitudes of life monk gently wiped away the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, but smiled wistfully, "Yunyan, you really shouldn't have come to Yuantu Jinzhu!

No matter who I am, whether it's Gongsun Wuzhi or any other identity, as long as you become a demon saint, I will not let you leave!

However, for the sake of Yun Zhen, Hua Hong, and our friendship, I will definitely give you a decent treatment."

boom!

It was as if billions of thunders fell into the demon's consciousness at the same time, making the honest Demon Saint feel as if he was struck by five thunders. Even the Demon Saint's fighting body was shaking continuously.

"You...are...Mo...Shu!"

The sound of gnashing teeth came out from the ferocious giant mouth, every word was extremely complex.

Daozi sighed deeply, took off the treasure of incarnation, and restored his original gentle eyebrows. Jiang Moshu said softly, "Yunyan, Yun Zhen is now in the various demon courts, and I can't find him.

Let you and I settle the cause and effect of the Ten Thousand Demon Army."