Chapter 877: Sanfeng Sword Intention

Monk Wutian, or rather Jue Tian Demon Lord, smiled and said: "Chaos, a junior like you actually still remembers this Demon Lord. Not bad, not bad."

Everyone's expression changed in shock. Wasn't this old demon suppressed in the wilderness by a Zen master? Why aren't you dead yet? And escaped!

Zongyuan had never heard of this demon. When he saw Hei Ba Lang's expression, he touched his shoulder and asked, "Uncle Hei Ba Lang, what is the origin of this demon?"

Heibalang sighed and said: "Two hundred years ago, a demon named 'Jue Tian' appeared in the cultivation world of Middle-earth. He did many evil things and caused a bloody storm in the cultivation world. His cultivation level has reached the level of Demon Lord. He is a manifest saint. Only those at the peak level of demon cultivators are qualified to call themselves Demon Lords. In other words, this old demon’s strength is on par with my master.”

Jue Tian Demon Lord glanced at Jiang Mo Pestle, and he smiled solemnly: "Did Jiang Mo Pestle reappear in the world? Interesting and interesting! The one subjugated there must be a Western demon, right? Haha, if Satan knows that a ray of his clone has been subdued, I wonder what you would think?"

The Emperor of Chaos snorted coldly: "Devil, let go of the doll behind you, otherwise I will kill you even if I chase you to the end of the world!"

"Are you going to kill me? I'm afraid you don't have the ability." Jue Tian Demon Lord flicked his finger, and a ray of magic light shot out and hit the Demon Subduing Pestle. The demon-subduing pestle immediately vibrated violently, and circles of golden ripples rippled out. The subdued demon suddenly roared wildly, holding its head and shrinking back.

In this way, the Corpse Demon was immediately freed from the demon battle. He bowed respectfully to the Jue Tian Demon Lord: "See the Demon Lord!"

Jue Tian Demon Lord glanced at him indifferently and said: "From now on, you will be an errand boy next to me. Are you willing?"

There was no expression on the corpse demon's face. She bowed down and said, "Yes, the little demon is willing!"

Jue Tian Demon Lord: "You came all this way, probably because of this girl, right? But now that I have arrived, you have given up on this idea."

"Yes." The corpse demon seemed to have no intention of resisting at all, and immediately agreed.

"Very good, you seem to have joined forces with these people. I will deal with this person and leave the rest to you." Jue Tian Demon Lord pointed at the Emperor of Chaos, and immediately a demonic shadow rushed out from behind him.

"What a powerful law of heaven and earth!" All the Taoists gasped. The Dharma of Heaven and Earth is the privilege of manifesting the power of the Holy Saint. With spiritual thoughts as the soul and the laws of the Dao as flesh and blood, the existence that is similar to a clone and possesses super combat power is called the Dharma of Heaven and Earth.

The laws of heaven and earth can be small or large. You can pick up the stars and the moon above, and you can sink into the underworld below. Their power is infinite, and their magical power is overwhelming. The heavenly and earthly dharma form of Jue Tian Demon Lord is a thousand feet tall, and its whole body is pitch black. The dharma form is a humanoid monster with the head of a wolf and the body of a human body. It has green eyes, cold fangs, and is surrounded by demonic energy. He holds a strange weapon in his hand, a three-pointed and two-edged sword. Its killing power reaches the heavens and the earth, piercing the sky, just like a demon god coming to the world.

The Dharma Prime Minister stepped on a black snake. The black snake was several thousand feet long and as thick as a mountain. Its two snake eyes were as red as blood. It released a torrential evil spirit and boundless demonic intent. The snake hesitated, like a long dragon sweeping in all directions. Unstoppable.

As soon as Jue Tian Demon Lord's dharma of heaven and earth came out, the pressure of the great avenue was released, and all the Taoist monarchs were suppressed, with big beads of sweat dripping from their faces. Zhang Jun and others were even more unbearable. They all collapsed on the ground, unable to move, and they all looked at the thousand-foot-tall monster in horror!

"Son of a bastard! Damn devil!" Zong Yuan's face was silver, but he still cursed loudly.

The Emperor of Chaos shook his body, and a shadow appeared behind him. This phantom is a middle-aged Taoist, with eyes like stars, a face like an ancient moon, three long strands of beard under his chin, wearing a fluttering white robe, holding a sword, and a fairy-like spirit, as if he were an immortal descending to earth.

"Haha, I haven't fought with others for hundreds of years, and my heart is itchy. I wonder how long you, a junior, can hold on." Jue Tian Demon Lord smiled, and the laws of heaven and earth behind him suddenly moved, and the three-pointed two-edged sword stabbed out fiercely.

The Taoist in white swung his sword and also killed the opponent. Two thousand-foot-long weapons collided together, but strangely there was no sound or breath fluctuation. It gave people the feeling of watching a silent movie, and even the overwhelming pressure disappeared.

"What's going on?" Zhang Jun asked in surprise.

Heihachiro's face turned even darker: "The battle they fought is not here. It was in another time and space. Although we can see it, we are infinitely far apart and cannot feel it at all."

Zhang Jun's heart sank. The Chaos Emperor was held back. How could the remaining people be the opponents of these Dao Lords? There is also Qinglian. She was captured by the Demon Lord. How can she be rescued?

"Dad, what should I do!" Zong Yuan's eyes were full of tears. His big eyes were full of worry and helplessness. This was the first time this child had cried since he was a child, which made Zhang Jun's heart hurt.

He rubbed Zongyuan's head vigorously: "Don't be afraid, son, daddy is here!"

"boom!"

The battle began. Two Tao Lord clones joined forces with Jiang Dao Lord and the Corpse Demon to besiege the immortal Tao Lord. Thanks to Taoist Master Fu Lao holding an emperor-level magic weapon at the peak of his sainthood, otherwise it would be difficult to resist the siege of the four masters.

The remaining two people were Ancestor Yangji, Ancestor Longhua, and the Holy Lord and others. These people stared at Zhang Jun coldly with cold eyes.

Zhang Jun protected Zong Yuan behind him. He glanced at everyone present, and his heart was filled with anger: "What qualifications do you have to deprive us of what we gain in the ancient holy land!"

Ancestor Yangji smiled contemptuously: "Baby, you are not qualified to talk to us, so just surrender and capture me, maybe I will spare your life."

Ancestor Huayang: "It is such a waste that such great luck has fallen on you. Lord Yang Tian has the bloodline of God Haotian, and his future achievements are limitless. As Middle-earth monks, you should have the consciousness to achieve him. You all Think about it, if Lord Yang Tian grows up, even if he only has one-tenth of the power of God Haotian in the future, he will surely dominate the world and reopen the heaven!"

"Shameless!" Zhang Jun sneered, "If you don't have selfish motives, will you help the evildoers and not hesitate to cooperate with people in the devil's way? There is no need to pretend to be righteous in front of me or talk about the overall situation. You are all just shameless villains! You just want to arrest us. Father and son, you have to pay the price too!”

The clones of the two Dao Lords were furious, and the Ancestor of Yangji shouted: "The puppy is so brave, but it's a pity that you don't have the strength to defy heaven!" After saying that, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it. As soon as he grabbed them, a big hand of white light appeared out of thin air, as big as a door panel, and grabbed Zong Yuan and Zhang Jun fiercely.

A small, half-step magical power is nothing in the eyes of the manifester. If the Manifestation of Saints is a high-level divine dragon, then the half-step magical power is like an ant underground. The difference in power between the two is too big, so this clone of Yangji Ancestor does not take Zhang Jun seriously at all.

But, sometimes, things happen unexpectedly. Zhang Jun stared at the big hand. The Demon-Draining Talisman held in his left hand suddenly became brighter, and a shocking sword intent filled the air.

"kill!"

Zhang Jun stretched out his hand and patted it forward. The activated Demonic Talisman suddenly exploded. A finger-thin sword light shot out from it, turning into sword threads all over the sky. The threads cut vertically and horizontally, cutting a slice into the void. There was a black line gap, and the sword power exuded made the corpse demon and others fighting in the distance show horrified expressions.

"Emperor-level swordsmanship!"

Yangji Ancestor screamed in horror, but it was too late. The sword light was overwhelming and powerful. It cut Yangji Ancestor's big hand into pieces in one go, and then blasted across the sky, strangled with sword wires, and blocked all directions.

The clones of the two ancestors roared one after another. They each showed their power and released many magical powers. I saw a white light and a green light rising into the sky, turning into two big umbrellas in an attempt to hold up the sword light. But the sword light was extremely sharp. With just a twist, the two big umbrellas exploded into pieces. The remaining force of the sword light was even stronger. When it fell down, it killed the two clones in an instant and dissipated into a rain of light in the sky.

Kill two clones with one sword! This result surprised even Zhang Jun, let alone others. That sword intention was left by Zhang Sanfeng. It seemed that Patriarch Sanfeng had reached the level of an emperor, but the opponent was just a clone of the ancestor, and could only be regarded as half a Dao Lord. Naturally, he couldn't stop it.

After a successful attack, Zhang Jun moved quickly, holding his mace and slaying the general. With murderous intent in his eyes, he shouted: "Holy Lord, take my mace!"

The Holy Lord was slightly startled and shouted: "Zhang Jun, if you don't surrender without mercy, you will only die!" As he spoke, he still waved the black ruyi to face the treasure mace.

Zhang Jun mobilized all his strength, used his third magical power, the magical power of killing, and combined with the supreme divine power, screamed: "Die!"

With a huge force of 130,000 kilograms, plus more than 13,600 kilograms of treasure, this blow is incredibly powerful, and its destructive power is earth-shattering.

"boom!"

Black Ruyi's brilliance flashed and exploded instantly. The weapon continued to hit the Holy Master's chest unabated.

"Crack!"

The sternum was shattered, and the mace tore his body in half. However, there was a strange mockery on the Holy Lord's face. He said: "This is just a clone of this Holy Lord who has returned to his true form. Let me tell you some bad news. This Holy Lord just appeared as a saint three days ago!"

"Boom!" The clone of the Holy Lord turned into a rain of light and dissipated, but Zhang Jun's face was extremely ugly. The other party had actually revealed himself as a saint!

Seeing Zhang Jun kill three holy clones in a row, Jiang Daojun was shocked, then withdrew from the battle, then pressed down on Zhang Jun with his palm, and shouted: "Suffer death, my child!"

Jiang Daojun's son Jiang Ming died at the hands of Zhang Jun when he was out training. In addition to the battle at Wudang Mountain, the two sides had long had a grudge. Naturally, he was merciless when he took action now, intending to seriously injure Zhang Jun.

Under the pressure of Dao Lord, Zhang Jun could hardly move his fingers. He raised his head with difficulty, and with a fierce look on his face, he waved his hand violently, and the phalanges in his palms glowed.

"Boom!"

The phantom of a finger appeared. It was as powerful as a mountain, and the power of spring was overwhelming. It was as thick as a palace pillar. It exuded a world-dominating pressure, the aura of killing the heaven and the earth, and it reached the center of Jiang Daojun's eyebrows in an instant!