Chapter 419: He Transforms Himself Into a Free and Wonderful Dharma

In the vast desert thousands of miles north of Yunliu City in the Western Wilderness, the wind and sand stopped for a while. Dozens of cultivators could be seen within a radius of hundreds of miles. They were divided into several groups and looked at each other with caution and inquiry. They had dug deep caves behind them and arranged temporary formations to avoid space cracks in the wind and sand.

"Are the three Taoist friends here to search for the body of the demon?" The charming woman who led one of the groups of cultivators suddenly asked the other three leading cultivators in a soft voice.

On the other side, the dark-skinned male cultivator who was as tall and strong as an iron tower sneered: "Can only people from you Hongfenlou come here? More than a year ago, there were often various demon corpses of spirits, golden elixirs, and even Yinshen levels. They are priceless! How can you, Yan Yutong, enjoy them alone?"

Yan Yutong smiled charmingly: "So everyone already knows about it. I was wondering why sometimes I can't even see a corpse. It turns out that you guys picked it up."

These cultivators are from four small sects in the nearby Yunliu City. The four leaders are Yan Yutong, the owner of Hongfenlou, Tao Bandang, the owner of Tiejianmen, Zou Hong, the head of Roushuizong, and Li Tao, the head of Huangshapai. Since more than a year ago, their disciples found various demon corpses in this area one after another, and they often come here. Unexpectedly, they bumped into each other today.

Li Tao, with dry hair and beard, said in a low voice: "We are all cultivators in the Soul Stage, and the number and strength of the Qi-inducing disciples under our sect are similar. It is better to draw a boundary and take a piece each. Otherwise, if there is a conflict, it is easy for both sides to suffer losses and it will be an advantage for others."

They are not as good as those disciples of large sects who can go to the void universe to hunt demons. Moreover, even if they go, with their strength, how can they kill the demons of the Golden Core and Yin God levels? Therefore, they will definitely not let go of this place where the corpses of demons often appear, and at the same time, they strictly keep the secret and don't want to spread it.

As for why there are demons falling here, they have also guessed, such as the demon tribe slaughtered, and the corpse fell on the protective force of the Shenxiao Palace. Because it was dead and no threat, it passed through directly and fell to the ground. The corpse was burned by the sun's true fire to only a small half, and was divided and incomplete by the space cracks, which is a clear proof.

In short, they didn't think about being killed. Not to mention how many Yin God Venerables would be needed to fight so many Yin God-level demons, even if they gathered so many Yin God Venerables, how could they just abandon these spoils? Even if they were mostly burned and divided into many small pieces, they were still valuable and could be used in many magical instruments, secret treasures, and Taoist arts.

Before the other three people answered, a sharp and powerful pressure suddenly enveloped the area, making their thoughts stagnate. They could only watch a white-robed monk walk in from the wind and sand.

"Is there a corpse of a Yin God-level Seven Gold Jade Owl nearby? This seat only takes this kind." The white-robed monk restrained his breath slightly and asked, but it was still difficult to conceal his lofty, unruly, sharp and upright momentum.

The four words "Golden Pill Grandmaster" flashed through the minds of the cultivators. Although they didn't know how the other party knew the secret of this place, Tao Bandang still answered respectfully: "Reporting to the senior, in the past few months, there have been almost no demon corpses here. If the senior needs it urgently, the corpse of the Yin God-level Seven Golden Jade Owl, I still have some here." After saying that, he took out a fist-sized piece of flesh and blood that looked like green bronze.

The white-clothed cultivator was happy at first, and then a little disappointed: "A lot less, I'm afraid it's not enough to repair my flying sword." It seems that he is a sword cultivator whose natal flying sword is damaged and needs to use the Seven Golden Jade Owl and secret techniques to speed up its recovery.

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Outside the nine layers of Gangqi, in the void universe, dense and endless demons appeared at this time, covering the sky and the sun, and flying towards the void.

At the front, there are three demons that are no less than the size of ordinary stars. One is a toad with seven-colored bumps all over its body, which looks disgusting and terrifying. One is a demon with a torso and limbs like a human, but without a head. It is covered with huge white bone spurs and exudes an endless breath of death. The other is a one-horned dragon with a dark and deep aura wrapped around it, full of decay and decay.

They are the helpers that Kinnara, the self-transformed demon, invited from the nearby void universe. The leader of the seven-colored demon clam, King Miro, the leader of the white bone thorn demon, Yuanjia, and the one-horned demon dragon king, Moxuan, are all demons at the level of the first calamity Yang God. Kinnara walked side by side with them, his figure like an illusion.

Behind the four demon leaders, there are tens or even hundreds of thousands of tribes, adding up to as many as a million heads. The most conspicuous are the two seven-colored demon clams of Yuanshen level that are only inferior to King Miro in front of the hundreds of thousands of seven-colored demon clams. The colorful light on their bodies shines against each other, which is very beautiful.

In front of the Bone Thorn Demon and the One-horned Demon Dragon tribe, each of them had only one demon of the Yuanshen level, which seemed a little lonely.

Not long after, the army of demons had arrived at the void universe near the hole.

"Kinnara, is that where you are talking about?" The Bone Thorn Demon Yuanjia had no head, no face, and no mouth, but when it spoke, its voice shook all around and was extremely loud. At this time, its voice was filled with a hint of heat, the heat of killing, destruction, and death, which was strangely harmonious with the cold breath of death on its body.

Kinnara, who transformed into a handsome young monk, looked at the place pointed by Yuanjia - the hundreds of miles of hollow where the white Gang Qi was exposed. He also said anxiously with the desire to kill: "That's right! The three leaders have already I saw it, but there is a very powerful real soul there. Only by killing him can we invade the world and turn it into our killing paradise! "

The Seven-Colored Demon King Milo said loudly: "It's just the real person Yuanshen. Watch me kill him to death and absorb the breath of despair and regret! When I think of the killings that are waiting for me, I am already hungry and thirsty, and my whole body is shaking with excitement. You guys If you don’t, I’ll do it myself!”

The one-horned demon dragon king Moxuan displayed his black dragon body that was thousands of miles long, and flew towards the empty space without caring about it. Seeing this, King Yuanjia and Milo left their subordinates behind and followed immediately, and Behind them, millions of heavenly demons, led by four soul-level demons, rushed towards the hole overwhelmingly. Only Kinnara waited for a breath before following with a smile.

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This group of demons came with great force and had no intention of concealing it, so Shi Xuan had already discovered their attack when the One-Horned Demon Dragon King flew over.

This made Shi Xuan's heart flash with a burning passion. He was here to hone his sword skills. Before, those demons below the Yuan Shen could be destroyed with a wave of his hand, but they had no training effect at all. Now, he has three heads and one calamity of the Yangshen level. There are four heavenly demons at the soul level, and one of them is another heavenly demon who has transformed into a free demon. Together with the millions of tribesmen, it is both a strong pressure and an excellent opportunity.

Although the demons of the same level have neither natal magic weapons nor a wide range of magical arts, secret treasures, and talisman techniques, and are much inferior to real people in strength, they are not afraid of death, have crazy energy to kill, and carry with them the destruction and killing skills. , death, decay and other auras, but it makes up for the strength to a very close level.

For Shi Xuan, the best choice should have been to call for help immediately, but among the three flying swords hanging in a ball of golden light and purple energy behind Shi Xuan, the Four Elephant World-Destroying Sword buzzed, and then turned into a four-color sword. The light rose straight up, and the void with a radius of thousands of miles changed from deep and dark to dark and lightless. Then countless stars shined brightly in the darkness, scattering little stardust, reflecting the darkness exceptionally beautifully.

After the one-horned demon dragon king Moxuan broke into the starry sky, he felt that the starry sky was exactly the same in front, back, left, right, and up and down. It was difficult to distinguish the direction and path. The hole that attracted it had disappeared. Behind him, King Milo, Yuanjia, All the millions of demons disappeared.

Then the starlight below was like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, hitting it with great force and rapidity. The starlight in the left hand turned into a huge white tiger, raising its head and roaring, shocking the mind. The starlight in the right hand transformed into a wolf, its mouth opened wide, and it issued a huge suction force, disrupting Mo Xuan's movements. In front is the equally huge green dragon, coming with its fangs and claws. Behind it is the Suzaku with its wings spread out, purple and blue flames melting and distorting the surrounding space.

No matter there is more than one Baihong, Giant Tiger, Canglang, Qinglong, or Suzaku, there are hundreds of them each, and they all attack Mo Xuan with great momentum.

Only in the starlight above, a single star sword light slashed towards the top of Mo Xuan's head. With the sword's intention of no return and cutting off everything, it drew a trajectory that was difficult to avoid. No matter how Mo Xuan avoided it, the sword light seemed to be aimed at it. took his head off.

Mo Xuan had no way to hide, no way to escape, and the ferocious and murderous intention was in his heart. The huge dragon's mouth opened upwards, and the black flames sprayed towards the star sword light with the meaning of corroding and decaying everything, all the way up , the surrounding space is all decayed and dilapidated, as if it has reached the end of its destiny. It is the "Black Flame of Decay" that is the innate magical power of the One-horned Demon Dragon clan.

At the same time, black energy surged all over his body, and the dragon scales on his body swelled, revealing black patterns that looked like talismans and seal characters. These black patterns shone with faint light, mixed with the black energy, and prepared to block the attacks of Baihong and Suzaku. It is the "Dark Script of Destruction" corresponding to Kaitian Yangwen and others, which is the word "Destroy" on the Five Elements Destroying Immortal Sword and the Four Symbols Destroying World Sword.

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After Mo Xuan, King Miluo, Yuan Jia, and the other three demons of the Yuan Shen level, who rushed into the starry sky, all found themselves in a lonely, vast and boundless space with no one else around and nothing but stars and starlight.

Only the millions of heavenly demons gathered under one starry sky, but countless stars kept falling like sword light, causing the entire starry sky to explode with immeasurable light, leaving these demons unable to fight back. They could only attack thousands and thousands of demons. Headlines fell one after another.

Kinnara was well prepared for this star sword formation. As soon as he entered, he transformed into a chaotic shadow. The shadow became bigger and bigger, like a huge book, with various Taoist characters appearing on it, deriving the birth and death of the heavens and the worlds. , all the avenues are mysterious, including the changes of yin and yang, the impermanence of life and death, and the flow of the five elements. It seems that the three thousand avenues are all included.

Any aspiring monk would be addicted to this situation and find it difficult to extricate himself.