In the Renwu year of the Immortal Era, Shi An, the sect leader of Xuanqing Sect, the foremost cultivating sect, was attempting to overcome tribulation. He encountered the God-Slaying Thunder Tribul...
Chapter 483 All demons return to the ruins!
The moment the last spell exploded, the entire formation suddenly lit up.
Countless blood lines burst out from the earth veins. Mo Hongying's consciousness was like a sharp knife, cutting through Yuan San's last line of defense bit by bit!
The ferocious laughter resonated with the thunder, echoing between heaven and earth for a long time.
It's like the thrilling ecstasy a gambler feels when he finally sees the dice roll the number he wants after betting all his chips.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!
[No!]
【what to do! 】
[Hold on! Yuan San!]
[Master! Is the Master here?!]
Although the interstellar people don’t know to what level the magic cultivator’s combat power can be improved after taking over another’s body!
But it took so much effort to make such a big plan.
What happened before that almost razed the entire Proxima Centauri to the ground was probably just the prelude to hell!
Tong was extremely anxious, the energy reading at the bottom of the cliff had exceeded the limit.
But it has no way at all!
“Damn it!”
This was the first time I hated myself so much for being just an invisible spirit! I couldn't launch any substantial attacks.
They could only play "Star Song" and the Federation War Song over and over again, trying to awaken Yuan San's last bit of resistance.
But at this point, scratching the surface will no longer be of any use.
[Boss! Boss, have you arrived? It's urgent! Urgent! Urgent!]
There was no sound from the other end!
At the bottom of Broken Dragon Cliff, there was only the sound of shrill wind, ferocious laughter, and painful roars...
This scene is the real hell!
Sudden!
"Zheng!"
A green sword shadow appeared like the dawn, slashing down from the sky!
It cut through the thick demonic energy and pierced through the soul seal in Mo Hongying's chest like silver lightning.
The sword tip brought with it a sharp gust of wind, nailing the soul-nourishing tree to the rock wall.
Thousands of distorted human faces suddenly appeared on the surface of the black wood, emitting silent screams.
"boom--!"
Golden lightning shot up from the sword, and the soul-nourishing tree exploded in the dazzling lightning.
Chengying hummed softly, breaking through the black fog and returning to Shi'an's palm.
[The fire of Nanming burns away all evils—fast!]
Scarlet fire lines burst out from the fingertips and swelled into a raging dragon of fire in the wind.
The swarm of poisonous insects crackled in the fire and turned into ashes in an instant.
"My Gu!"
Mo Hongying roared and rushed forward, and the sword flashed again.
“Crack!”
The thousand-year-old tortoise shell cracked with a sound.
"laugh!"
The soul-guiding lamp lost its light in an instant.
“Sizzle!”
All the talisman banners were cut in half, countless wronged souls broke free from the formation's restraints and fled, and the blood-colored formation pattern quickly dimmed...
The formation! Broken!
Caught up!
On the other side of billions of cameras, in the suffocating air, amazing brilliance burst out from people's eyes!
Ahhhhhhh! I caught up!
【The Sect Master has arrived! 】
【Shi An, Shi An is finally here! 】
[The Fantasy Immortal Zhuxian Formation has been broken! ]
Mo Hongying's face twisted as he let out a heart-wrenching roar: "Ah——!!!"
He staggered back several steps, and the soul seal on his chest cracked into several cracks, and golden soul light leaked out from the cracks.
The demonic energy surrounding his body became chaotic, expanding and contracting at times.
Half of his face was aging and withering at a visible rate, his eye sockets were sunken, and his vitality was rapidly draining away...
His chest kept heaving, as if something was running rampant inside him.
The meridians all over his body were broken, spider-web-like cracks appeared on the magic core in his dantian, and what flowed out of his seven orifices was no longer black blood plasma, but shattered soul light burning with black flames...
The heaven-defying formation requires a huge price!
The ultimate backlash is coming!
At this time, Yuan San on the altar had fainted.
Still alive!
"Xiaojiu, take Yuan San away!"
The fiery red figure rushed forward and transformed into the appearance of a little girl.
He stuffed a handful of pills into Yuan San's mouth, then disappeared into the cave with him in his arms.
Thank God, I caught up! I finally caught up!
[Great! Yuan San is fine!]
【Just now I thought it was really over! 】
[That little girl is a nine-tailed fox?!]
[The tail was not even taken away, really...]
[The divine beast has transformed! ]
Across the star field, some knelt in prayer, some embraced and wept, and some even howled at the starry sky...
In despair, hope was ignited again!
"I don't believe it! I didn't lose!"
Mo Hongying's eyes were bloodshot, and there was a huge sense of unwillingness in his pupils!
The path of cultivation is a fight for life against heaven!
Why does heaven favor others alone?
Why couldn't he get this glimpse of the secret?!
"boom--"
A dark purple magic pattern appeared between his eyebrows, and a blood-colored cyclone formed within three feet around him, and frost instantly condensed on the ground.
The cyclone grew bigger and bigger, sucking in all the evil energy around it.
This final blow----
Or break the way of heaven!
Otherwise, the soul will return to the underworld!
[The Nine Netherworld is the guide, and the Yellow Springs is the bridge! ]
With his hands forming seals, a hexagonal magic array appeared on the ground...
[All demons weep blood, serve me as their master! ]
The magic array emitted a blood-red beam of light, and began to extract the essence of all the magic cultivators within the range...
[The scattered soul is firewood, the burning spirit is a lamp! ]
Throughout Guixu, black blood oozed out of the seven orifices of the demon cultivators and demon puppets, and their cultivation transformed into streams of light and flew to the bottom of Broken Dragon Cliff.
The undead army, monsters, blood slaves, Kimura, Fujiwarasawa, Ruihe...the enemy lost all their combat power in an instant.
The battlefield fell silent in an instant, leaving only a pile of broken bodies...
[The eternal night of Guixu will illuminate my devilish path! ]
The magic power nourished his broken body, and his flesh gradually recovered to the state before the backlash.
At the Dantian, the cracks in the magic core gradually healed, and a scarlet and dazzling light burst out...
A third blood-red vertical pupil appeared on his forehead, and the pupil reflected a sea of blood and corpses.
Every strand of hair transformed into a living demonic snake, hissing and spitting out netherworld poisonous flames.
The spine on his back pierced the skin and flesh, and seven bone spurs covered with magic patterns grew out...
The realm continued to improve, and eventually, it was three major realms higher than Shi An!
Demon Emperor--Demon Lord--True Demon--Heavenly Demon!
"Heavenly Devil Skill - All Demons Return to the Ruins!"
Shi An had only heard of it, but this was the first time he saw it!
All the magic power of the Eternal Cemetery became his nourishment!
"Hahahahahaha! I have to admit, you are indeed very knowledgeable! But, that's all!"
The demonic power materialized into black lightning, and even a slight leakage of aftershocks caused the mountains within a radius of a hundred miles to collapse simultaneously.
He looked down at Shi An, his voice resonating with nine layers of resonance: "Now, it's my turn to strike back!"
The ancient battlefield suddenly fell into an eerie silence.
The previous second, the battle was extremely fierce.
The next second, tens of thousands of enemy demon cultivators suddenly became stiff and collapsed to the ground as if they had lost their power in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, a stream of fiery red light flew from afar, and the voice was filled with tension and urgency.
“Lingling! Lingling!”
"here!"
"Look at Yuan San!"
Lingling looked at Yuan San, who was covered in blood and collapsed on the ground, as if he had lost his life.
As his spiritual sense swept over, his heart sank to the bottom.
The meridians were broken, the sea of consciousness was cracked, and the dantian was covered with spider-web-like cracks.
"Hemostatic pills, tranquilizing pills, soul-nourishing pills, and spirit-purifying pills... I've taken them all!"
"My body, meridians, and soul are all damaged! But fortunately, I'm alive!"
"Xiaojiu, help me, infuse me with spiritual power! Stabilize your body first!"
"good!"