Chapter 308: Xing Tian's Head (Part 2)

The Xuanyuan Dharma King attacked the wild old demon with all his strength, and felt that the other party's spirit and magic power were extremely powerful, just like the Yangtze River, one wave after another, continuous, and very different from the usual attack on those earthly immortals. This time, it was as if he had taken a tonic, but he couldn't digest it. His whole body was slightly swollen and painful, and his soul seemed to swell up.

This person's blood and essence were so thick, it was really unbelievable. On the top of the Xuanyuan Dharma King's head, blood flames and ghost lights were flaming and rushing up. It was as big as a basket and extremely sticky. At first glance, it seemed like a ball of flames flying. After looking at it for a long time, it felt like a ball of flesh and blood wriggling, which was extremely disgusting.

Seeing that the Dharma King was so ferocious, with high magic power, and the power of the magic weapon was vicious, and the power was weak, the old demons put away their contempt for him a little, but dozens of them seemed to smile and looked at the Dharma King as if he were dead.

Because the Dharma King could not refine the huge and rich essence of the wild old demon for a while, he just forced out the part that was not absorbed and turned it into blood flame ghost light hanging above his head. On the one hand, it can protect himself and add a few layers of power to many magic skills. On the other hand, it can be nourished by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. When there is nothing to do, it can be slowly refined into the Yuanshen.

Just this one person can resist the magic power that I have cultivated for five or six thousand years. From the meaning of the monk Chuanxin, it seems that this wild man has some origins. But my ancestor has always acted like this. Could it be that I am afraid of a few demons and want to use this to establish my prestige to shock these people in the left way.

The Dharma King came back to his senses in an instant and heard the voice transmission of the monk Chuanxin. Seeing the eyes of dozens of demons present, he had already understood more than half of it, but he was originally a first-class lawless demon, so he didn't know how to be cautious and didn't care.

He raised his head and laughed a few times. While he was transmitting his voice to ask the monk Chuanxin about the origin of this wild man and old demon, he screamed: "Brothers, Shushan is powerful. We have many friends and rob people. We have many followers. If we don't take care of each other, we will end up in a miserable end sooner or later. My failure in the human world is enough to prove this. This wild man is arrogant and arrogant. Not to mention that he offended me, but he divided the power of my left path, so he should be killed." After a pause, Xuanyuan Fawang laughed twice and said: "I am a disciple of the Great Burning Heaven Demon God under the seat of the Styx Patriarch. I don't care about the origin of this wild man. Even if he is a Jade Emperor immortal official, I will kill him. It's not a big deal. Brothers, don't take it to heart. The most urgent thing is that we are all in the left path. We are of one mind. I got the legend of the Supreme Asura from the Patriarch." Master Da Fentian has given me a magic treasure and asked me to practice Taoism. It is nothing more than to promote my Asura leftist lineage. I have left you here to discuss today. It is also a good intention. If you Taoist brothers are of the same mind when seizing the sword, how can the magic sword fall into the hands of others? Now the Shushan is getting more rampant. If you Taoist brothers are not of the same mind, I am afraid that in the three future battles of Cangmang, I am afraid that someone will have to bear the calamity and die.

Hearing what King Xuanyuan said, all the old demons were in deep thought, especially since the other party was actually a disciple of the great Asura ancestor Minghe, and his background was really not ordinary. Compared with him, the background of the wild old demon was nothing. At that moment, all the old demons completely put away their contempt and considered the words of King Xuanyuan.

The Heart-eating Monk hurried forward and said: "So, brother, you are actually a disciple of Lord Da Fentian. The one you used just now must be the Blood Eye Sword. I once studied Taoism under the Ghost Mother. I heard that Lord Da Fentian has this magic treasure. It is really feared by immortals and Buddhas. I wonder if brother can open my eyes."

The Dharma King smiled and said: "It's not difficult." With a wave of his hand, three red lines flew all over the sky, and then intertwined into a blood-eyed net. The Dharma King wanted to show off. Seeing the snow-capped peaks that pierced the sky thousands of miles away, his heart moved and he shouted again: The blood-eyed net covered the sky and covered the entire sky, leaving only a bright red. The bright red was released and then retracted. Then the world was clear again. Only a rumbling sound came from afar, and the earth was almost shaking. The old demons saw that the upper half of the snow-capped peak in the distance had disappeared.

It was indeed the Blood Eye Sword. The Heart-eating Monk saw that the Dharma King Xuanyuan had retracted the flying sword, nodded and said in a deep voice.

As soon as the Heart-Eating Monk proved it, the Heart-Chuanning Monk breathed a sigh of relief, and then said to the Dharma King: It turns out that the Dharma King has already worshipped under the Great Asura Dao Patriarch, so my worries are unnecessary.

The Dharma King asked: What was the origin of the savage I killed just now? Tell me, so that I can be prepared.

The Heart-Chuanning Monk said: This savage is from the extreme south, a disciple of the Changyang Demon Palace in Daba Mountain, and a descendant of the witch clan, but he should have cultivated immortals to become a Taoist, and he is the leader of both witchcraft and immortal arts. His magical powers are strange and very powerful, especially the palace master Bashan Old Demon Ba Liming. It is rumored that he is a descendant of the great witch Kan Tianshi in the ancient wilderness of the human world. Kan Tianshi is scattered in the ancient starry sky, and no one knows whether he is dead or alive, but his head was obtained by this person and brought to the earthly immortal world. This old demon has cultivated to become a Taoist since the ancient wilderness, and it is unknown how many Yuanhui he has experienced until now. His magic power is incredible. Siyi, however, has never been born. She lives in Changyang Demon Palace and uses Xing Tianshi's head to practice witchcraft. The one killed by the Dharma King just now was the disciple of the Bashan Old Demon. The Bashan Old Demon has only five disciples, and this one disciple is the descendant of Kan Tianshi. The old demon regards him as a family member. In addition, the Bashan Old Demon does not accept any other disciples. The Dharma King killed this savage, just like killing the old demon's family. How can the old demon not seek revenge on you? However, since the Dharma King worships under the ancestor of the Styx, it is fine, unless Xing Tianshi comes to cause trouble himself.

When the Dharma King heard this, he became alert: It seems that this world of earthly immortals is indeed full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. I have to find time to go to the Netherworld Blood Sea, otherwise if the other party comes to seek revenge, I am afraid it will be difficult to resist.

At that moment, although the Dharma King Xuanyuan was paying attention in his heart, he did not show it on his face. He said to the old demons: What do you think, brothers?

Shixin Tou Tuo said first: The Dharma King is right. Since we have met, we are destined to meet. Why don't we gather together, drink a glass of water and discuss the three sword fights in Cangmang. We can take care of each other, so as not to be robbed in the future and even unable to enter reincarnation.

Shixin Tou Tuo was also a disciple of the Ghost Mother. Although he was expelled, he also wanted to escape from the capture of other venerables under the seat of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. Da Fentian's status is still higher than that of the Ghost Mother. Shixin Tou Tuo is eager to climb this big tree. The Dharma King Xuanyuan is also a lonely man and is eager to have a helper.

The old demons also said: Since we are destined to meet, it is reasonable to drink a glass of water. It is just right to discuss how to deal with Shushan. I think they have seized the magic sword, and the disciples must go out of the mountain to practice Taoism. It will not be too late for us to rob it then.

Chuanxin Heshang then said: The Barehand God is the disciple of the Red Lotus Demon, who has been killed by the Shushan puppy. We will go to report the news and have a drink to discuss.

The Red Lotus Demon is also an old acquaintance of mine, but he ascended early and we have never met. I will go to see him today. Xuanyuan Dharma King thought to himself.

At that moment, a group of old demons gathered together. They all wanted to fly south, only the Tiger Power Immortal, Deer Power Immortal, and Sheep Power Immortal of Sanqing Mountain stood up to say goodbye, unwilling to go. These three people are demon immortals who practice the orthodox Xuanmen. They can't go to heaven because of their bad birth, but they don't want to get involved with a group of evil demons.

When Xuanyuan Dharma King heard that the three people wanted to say goodbye, he immediately had a murderous intention: These three people are unwilling to work with my sect, so it is better to kill them and increase my magic power.

At that moment, he said with a pleasant face: Goodbye, three of you, I won't see you off.

The Tiger Power Immortal hurriedly returned the greeting by bowing his hands: The Dharma King invited me, and I wanted to show my support, but the three of us brothers don't like crowds. I hope the Dharma King will forgive this.

The Xuanyuan Dharma King said: You're welcome.

The three of them had just flown south on the demon light, and the Xuanyuan Dharma King grinned, holding up a magic umbrella, and three red lines flew out, and said sharply: Do you think I, the ancestor, will really let you go? As soon as the voice started, the people had already arrived behind. The Tiger Power Immortal had seen the Xuanyuan Dharma King's methods before, and was a little wary in his heart. As soon as the Xuanyuan Dharma King made a move, the three of them sacrificed their magic weapons to resist the Dharma King's blood-eyed sword. At the same time, the Deer Power Immortal said angrily: The Dharma King is so vicious. If you want to deal with Shushan, the three of us brothers will not make things difficult for you. Why do you have a vicious heart and want to kill the three of us brothers? The Xuanyuan Dharma King used all his strength to activate the Blood Eye Sword and the Demon Umbrella, and screamed at the same time: If you don't make things difficult for me now, I will inevitably have thoughts about it in the future. The three of you are cultivating the Xuanmen Zhengshe. Since you don't cooperate with the ancestor, you can't be left alone.

Seeing that the Xuanyuan Dharma King had already taken action and torn his face, he couldn't let it go, otherwise he would be an enemy. He immediately pinched his rosary and the eighteen white-bone demon gods he had sacrificed suddenly pounced on him.

The Heart-Eating Monk was naturally unwilling to fall behind. He sacrificed the Mysterious Ghost Claw and grabbed the magic weapon in the air, wrapping up the three people, Hu Li, Lu Li, and Yang Li.

Brothers, these three people don't know what's good for them, and they will inevitably ruin our big things in the future. Attack together, so as not to let them underestimate our left-handedness. The Xuanyuan Dharma King shouted to the demons outside.

The Jiu old demon pounced on him and shouted: The Dharma King is right, these three people can't be left alone.

When the old demons saw the four people fighting, they all laughed strangely: They were ungrateful and wanted to teach them a lesson.

Almost all of these old demons were not kind people. They just wanted to be kings before and refused to obey others. Now they were persuaded by the Xuanyuan Dharma King. The Dharma King was a disciple of Da Fentian. This alone made the old demons dare not underestimate him. In addition, seeing that the Dharma King was ruthless, they all felt that he was just what they wanted.

The three of Huli Daxian were in great pain and kept cursing, which angered the old demons even more. They all used their magic weapons to surround them. After fighting for several rounds, they could not resist the joint efforts of several old demons. The treasure light was blasted. Seeing the Xuanyuan Dharma King rushing up, they quickly escaped from their souls and tried to escape, but how could they escape? The Dharma King turned the Demon Umbrella, and the black gold lightning cloud trapped the three souls. Then he shook out the Xuanyin Banner and collected three powerful souls.

At the same time, his own blood shadow had passed through three powerful bodies, sucking out all the essence and energy, revealing his original form, which was a tiger, an antelope, and a sika deer, all of which were dried up and became empty shells. They were crushed into powder by the old magic treasures.

The three souls were powerful, and the Xuanyuan Dharma King had not yet refined the essence of the wild old demon, so it was difficult to absorb it. He could only be trapped on the Xuanyin Banner, preparing to refine the Yin God, and then refine the upper-level Asura magic treasures.

Da Fentian taught him many upper-level magics, including many powerful magic treasures, but he had no time to sacrifice and refine them, and he had no materials. Now that the Dharma King saw that he had established prestige, he was eager to move and recalled the salty wind of the year.

Several old demons saw that the Dharma King killed the three demon immortals. After collecting the Yuanshen, they all came up to talk. After the joint efforts just now, they became more familiar with each other. Xuanyuan Fawang took the opportunity to take out the magic weapons of the three demons and gave them to the old demons. The three demons had cultivated a lot of magic weapons. Although there were more than a dozen old demons, each of them still got one. They all laughed strangely and were happy.

When the work was done, Xuanyuan Fawang seemed to be the leader. No one disobeyed. Under the leadership of the monk Chuanxin, they all flew towards the Red Lotus Demon Palace.

In the Donghuang Bell, the twelve incarnations of Dijiang, Xuanming, etc. each took their position. Every time the flag of their destiny flew, they shot out a thousand-foot magic fire. The entire ancient heaven transformed by the magic power had been refined into smoke. The Donghuang Taiyi Yuanling still looked wooden, without any expression. The golden nine-dragon chair under his seat was also refined. Only a light man was left, sitting in the void, and his whole body and clothes were naturally burned to ashes by the magic fire. The twelve incarnations just waved their flags, Xuanming sneered repeatedly, his expression ferocious.

Donghuang Taiyi Yuanling didn't know how to resist, and let the magic fire refine fiercely. Dijiang suddenly said: This Yuanling magic fire is difficult to refine, and it still needs to consume Yuanqi, gather into Pangu's true body, and release the Chaos Dutian Divine Thunder.

The other eleven incarnations nodded one after another. With a finger, a thousand-acre-sized, blood-glowing thousand-petal lotus bloomed under him. Everyone sat on it, pinched the seal, and muttered a spell. After a while, each of them emitted a large puff of black gas from their bodies, wrapping their whole bodies in it, and then the black gas rushed to the sky. Above the thousand-petal blood lotus, there was nothing. Twelve black gas hovered over the big formation and intersected, and condensed into a tall and boundless giant.

The giant had muscular muscles all over his body and a calm face. He looked down and then slowly stretched out a big hand with five fingers spread out, looking down as if to grab something. A ball of chaotic airflow as big as the sun and the moon was spinning in his palm, spinning faster and faster, and finally flew out of his hand, fell straight into the formation, and smashed down on Donghuang Yuanling.

Donghuang Yuanling seemed to sense the danger, and instinctively raised his palm and lifted it upwards. Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the Pangu Dutian God Thunder came into contact with his palm, and then exploded, rushing the blazing magic fire of the Dutian Formation backwards, and rushed out for millions of miles in the void.

After an unknown amount of time, the thunder disappeared, and the arms of the Donghuang Yuanling were all blown off. No one knew where the broken pieces went. The two bare arms revealed flesh and blood that looked like brass. Because the Yuanling had lost its intelligence, it just kept resisting and didn't fight back. The giant man fired a thunderbolt, and after a while, a ball of chaotic airflow condensed in his palm and swirled, gradually condensing.

In the valley behind the Black Wind Mountain, Zhou Qing's body sat on the altar. The Donghuang Bell was no longer yellow, but a ball of bell-shaped chaos, about an acre in size, suspended six feet above his head, trembling slightly.

Zhou Qing's Yuanshen sat opposite, thirty feet away from his body, with a solemn look, pinching the seal with both hands, and the light from the top of the valley shone down, and was pulled by the seal into his body. The body was crystal clear, like crystal, but inside, it seemed that countless stars were wrapped in white air, flowing endlessly, which was really magical to the extreme.

Xuanming, Dijiang, and other incarnations all spent a Yuanhui of mana to disperse the bodies of demon gods, combine the twelve into one, and gather into Pangu's true body.

Pangu's true body released the Chaos Dutian Divine Thunder, smashing down, and Donghuang Taiyi Yuanling could not resist. After being hit by two thunders, half of his body was blown off.

Another thunder smashed down, and the Yuanling only peeled off a head and turned around. It was still a kind of wood, and it didn't know that it was about to be damaged, and even the last mark was about to disappear.

The chaos in the hand of Pangu's true body slowly condensed into shape again. Zhou Qing's magic formula was played continuously, just waiting for the Yuanling to disperse, and then the Chaos Bell and his hard-polished body were combined.

Suddenly, Zhou Qing's eyes were all red, and a huge three-clawed golden crow appeared. It flapped its wings and a golden stream of fire burned towards him. If it were someone else, he would have gone crazy at this critical moment, but Zhou Qing was well prepared and remained unmoved. The seal in his hand continued to make all illusions disappear without moving. His mind was not moved at all.

The real body of Pangu in the bell finally condensed into a kind of thunder, which slowly fell down. Then the void shook, the void was in chaos, and the Yuan Ling finally dissipated. Almost at the same time, twelve black air wrapped in the Dutian flag rushed out, and they showed their original forms and sat cross-legged on the ground. Suddenly, they consumed a Yuanhui of mana, which was difficult for even the body of the ancestor witch to bear.

Zhou Qing didn't care. The bell was no longer the Donghuang Bell. It ended the acquired trapped fruit and returned to its original state. It was the innate Chaos Bell on the Fenbao Rock.

Following Zhou Qing's spell, the bell spun and slowly fell, finally covering his body completely. It spun faster and faster on the platform, and in the end, it was no longer in the shape of a bell, but a human-shaped chaos, with a little bit of morning star light in it, like the beginning of the universe, when the clear air formed a group of stars, and the starlight from outside shone in, and this human-shaped chaos gradually evolved into Zhou Qing's appearance.

At this time, Zhou Qing breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hand fiercely, and dispersed the golden crow illusion in front of him, knowing that at this moment, he and the Great Sun Tathagata had truly planted the cause and effect of immortality and unrepair.