Chapter 464: The underworld lacks a scholar, and the advantage of three against five is mine, Li Che [asking for monthly votes]
Boom boom
A terrifying explosion exploded! It was as if countless stars exploded at the same time, bursting in all directions. The rolling demonic energy pushed away the airflow of thousands of acres, shaking and raging, interweaving like a python! The entire Mo City had long been reduced to complete ruins. No building was intact. Even the Domination Building was crushed and shattered by the true body of the Black Bull Demon God, turning into debris all over the ground.
The blood was surging, and the black blood was like a river tide, expanding in all directions, like the surging and angry water of a river.
And in the black river water, the raging demonic energy continued to roll wildly! "Roar——!!!"
The roar of the Black Bull Demon God continued to explode!
But this was just the sound of the Black Bull Demon God's body being blown apart, leaving only the roar of the demon soul...
Shocked, angry, and even a little terrified...
He was a demon god of the second calamity realm, a person of great power and status among the 100,000 demons in the human world, and he ruled over all the demons. But at this moment, he was beaten to pieces! Pain, humiliation, horror, and other emotions were immediately expressed in the demon soul of the Black Bull Demon God.
The Black Bull Demon God had never imagined that he would end up like this. He was still fantasizing about obtaining the Three Pure Ones' divine weapons and the Hunyuan Ruyi Golden Cudgel from the gods in the Qitian Temple to use as his bargaining chip in the Ten Thousand Rivers.
But now, let alone the chips, they themselves have been destroyed.
I'm afraid I'll fall into this small cave.
A powerful being like the Black Bull Demon God naturally has his own expectations of death. Mocheng Fengdu is just a small cave, shielded from the outside world and not affected by the will of the world.
Therefore, the physical body exploded inside the small cave, and the demon soul alone was unable to tear open the barrier of the small cave and escape.
Rumble! Countless black blood rolled wildly, as if hanging upside down in the sky, as if it turned into black mist, mixed with demonic energy, and turned into a huge black bull figure! It was so huge that it seemed to cover the sky and the sun!
The two scarlet eyes were like two houses, and the vague shape of a black bull rolled up by the fog was roaring and roaring.
Chi chi chi chi——
The golden flames were burning. Li Che, wearing a monkey mask, stood in the bloody storm, with flames burning in his fists.
"call--"
"suck--"
Every breath he took was like the roar of thunder.
Li Che raised his head and looked at the huge black bull that was rolling up in the fog.
A hint of sneer appeared in his eyes.
After all kinds of calculations and plans, he finally succeeded.
This big black bull was finally killed by him! The Second Disaster Demon God was indeed very strong. Li Che had arranged so many calculations, backstabbing, poisoning, siege, and psychological warfare...
In the end, he was pushed to the extreme and exhausted all means before he was finally able to strangle it!
Crackle, clackle...
Only the big black bull with the demon soul was left, and it could no longer pose any threat to Li Che.
The demon soul of the Black Bull Demon God was wrapped in a torrent of blood and was filled with extreme grief and anger.
Li Che raised his head. Behind him, there were three suns and five stars shining intertwined, like a blooming star map.
The golden light burst out from his body, so bright and dazzling that it captured the essence of the martial immortal. At this moment, it was suddenly stimulated by Li Che.
The moment the man opened his arms, he disappeared again and appeared above the big black bull's head. He clenched his five fingers, and the Yin-Yang Demon Sword fell into his hand. Billions of pores on the blade expanded, as if they had turned into billions of small whirlpools, madly sucking in the demonic energy and wreaking havoc.
Li Che held the sword in one hand, the sword trembled, and the demonic energy penetrated the sky. With the blessing of the martial immortal's power, he swung the sword down!
Walking alone in the mountains, slashing the air with a sword!
Cut the air!
Cut and explode!
Kill the demon!
Boom!!!! The void seemed to be twisted and pierced by the sword energy, as if there were layers of mountains intertwined, cut in half by the sword, and cut into dense cracks! The sword light was either twisted and reversed, or jumping through and through, with extreme sharpness and coldness, the demonic energy entangled on the blade, as if it had a crazy will, and it killed the demon soul of the Black Bull Demon God alive!
When the sword is slashed out, it seems to turn into thousands of swords, tens of thousands of swords, endless swords!
Boom!!! After doing all this, the Black Bull Demon God's complicated gaze swept over, and finally annihilated him alive.
An extremely huge demon pill was suspended between Li Che's five outstretched fingers.
There were disaster patterns interwoven on the demon pill, and the disaster wheel covering the outside had long been shattered, leaving only the intact demon pill, which was still beating like a heart.
The demon pill contains extremely powerful energy. The demon soul inside it was destroyed, and only pure energy remained in the demon pill.
"good."
Li Che's eyes flickered, showing satisfaction and joy.
roar--
far away.
After devouring the four demon gods, it gained two more heads, and now had six heads. It roared violently, its majestic aura shook, and its fierce aura surged! However, it was obvious that it had not yet completed the complete refining. Although it had devoured four demon gods and achieved a major breakthrough in its own cultivation, it had crossed from the first disaster and three disasters to the second disaster.
However, each head was shaking and dancing wildly, as if it was still digesting the power of the demon soul.
The four demon gods Jushen were directly sacrificed by Li Che and fed to Fanhai Jiuying. Li Che did not feel much distressed.
The main reason is that the Ten Evils like Fanhai Jiuying and Jushen are absolutely submissive to him and are his most loyal subordinates.
The only difference is that Fanhai Jiuying's will is more chaotic, and it may not have as clear consciousness as Jushen. It is more like a... cute little pet.
Jushen can be transformed into the Ten Evils of Splashing Ink, so when Li Che faced the demon pill of Big Black Bull, Li Che chose Jushen without hesitation.
Now, he has entered the Heavenly Gate, and his knowledge of the Martial Immortal Dao has deepened. He can be said to have set foot in the realm of the Martial Immortal.
What is a martial immortal? To be a martial immortal is to use the pure martial arts to reach the level of a martial saint, cross the gate of heaven, face the three disasters and nine calamities, and defeat heaven with human power! On the other hand, a martial god is a divine warrior, who opens the gate of heaven, draws forth a majestic divinity, and uses divinity to counter the will of heaven and earth and the three disasters and nine calamities.
The two are different paths.
The difficulty of becoming a martial immortal is naturally greater, and a pure martial immortal is extremely rare!
Even a martial arts prodigy like Li Che, who had been blessed with the Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit and had his martial arts comprehension enhanced, found it extremely difficult. He was pushed to the extreme after a battle with the Second Disaster Black Bull, and only then did he find his way out of this path.
"However, I am now only temporarily borrowing the power of the Martial Immortal Dao..."
Li Che stood still, with golden light flowing around him. With the aura of Tao added to him, it seemed as if an overlapping shadow emerged outside of his body.
The whole person seemed to have a double image.
He also knew that the current breakthrough was not a real breakthrough. He just borrowed the martial immortal's Taoist essence from Tianmen and briefly stepped into the martial immortal realm.
If you want to truly step into the realm of martial immortal.
Li Che needs to sort out his own martial arts, and the most important thing is...
You need to face the three disasters and nine calamities, survive the disasters, and gain the power of disasters!
Overcoming the tribulation is the most important kind of transformation!
The howling wind was surging violently.
The black blood splattered on the ground, and the terrifying evil spirit raged and spread, interweaving like a piece of silk on the ruins and wasteland, slowly interweaving and flowing.
Time seemed to have completely frozen at this moment! Countless pieces of broken flesh and blood were scattered in the Ink City Fengdu. The inky rain poured down, roaring and shaking. Countless streams of water rolled on the broken ground, as if they had the power of corrosion, corroding the flesh and blood of the Second Disaster Black Bull Demon God.
These corroded flesh and blood slowly merged into the city, helping Mocheng Fengdu to recover.
Li Che clenched the demon pill, and his aura slowly calmed down.
The martial arts essence is intertwined and integrated into the body.
It has not yet been completely integrated with the physical body, but now that this step has been taken, it means that the world is vast and the world is new, and you have entered a different realm.
The road to becoming a martial immortal has been completely opened.
Boom boom boom——
In the chest, the heart was beating, and the Dao fruit was also beating, like the sound of thunder, roaring! The blood in the body seemed to flow rapidly with the beating of the Dao fruit and the heart, constantly washing the new body and gaining new sublimated power.
My heart was moved.
Li Che's eyes burst into brilliant light, the Second Disaster Demon God!
The second divine disaster!
The first round of the second divine calamity that imprisons the gods!
Li Che was full of expectations. Although the Nine Infants of the Sea devoured four demon gods and broke through to the second disaster realm, the meaning was different.
Arrest the God!
Soul, come back!
The demon pill floated up, and the demonic energy of the Black Bull Demon God rolled and surged, as if it had turned into a huge whirlpool wave, gathering around Li Che and circling continuously.
The low voice sounded like an old priest performing a sacrificial ceremony in the vast and boundless wasteland, chanting lowly while jumping around.
From the netherworld, an extremely powerful soul is brought back! Boom boom—
It was as if a thick aura of death was bursting out!
A chill that penetrated the heart enveloped the whole body. The sound of extremely cold chains rattling rang in the ears. One after another, extremely thick chains were swung wildly between heaven and earth.
In front of Li Che, the space around the demon pill seemed to collapse and connect with another space, forming an extremely deep black hole. At a glance, it was bottomless, like a netherworld abyss, with no end in sight! No one knew what the other side of the darkness would be like, and where it would lead to.
The wildly dancing black chains suddenly broke, and then it felt like some terrifying existence was released.
The terrifying soul power continued to sweep across like a storm. The demon soul power that had apparently been extinguished was revived and condensed again at this moment.
The unleashed power of the demonic souls caused the space to twist and ripple, with waves rising and falling, and the entire city was shaking violently!
roar--
An extremely huge bull head suddenly poked out from the black hole, with countless black threads entangled around it. It roared, growled, and struggled, full of desire for life! Boom——
When the Black Bull Demon God finally struggled out of the underworld, a look of confusion suddenly appeared in his huge copper bell-like eyes.
Finally, his sight fell on Li Che, who was wearing a monkey mask, and his expression became extremely complicated.
"Old Cow, I meet the Lord!"
The big black bull turned into a human body, as big and sturdy as a mountain. He clasped his fists and bowed, his eyes becoming fiery.
The demon race has always been a race that worships the strong.
Li Che killed him and revived him from the netherworld. This method was simply the strongest among the strong. Even though Li Che's cultivation was very weak, it did not prevent Li Che from being a strong man that Da Hei Niu admired! There was no psychological barrier when he surrendered.
Li Che laughed and looked at the big black bull with satisfaction.
However, Li Che did not immediately transform Big Black Bull into one of the Ten Ink-Splashing Evils, although Li Che had already been among the Ten Ink-Splashing Evils and had reserved a place for Big Black Bull.
However, Li Che still needs the Big Black Bull now.
After all, the situation in the Qitian Weird Temple is still very serious! With five fingers clenched around the Jintie Divine Pole, the big black bull carried the sea-bridge purple gold beam. Li Che's mind moved and his five fingers clenched.
Inside the Mocheng Fengdu, there was only heavy rain.
Li Che, who was like a golden stream of fire, and the huge black bull with a demonic aura both disappeared.
…
…
Rumble! The entire Qitian Inner City was shaking! Above the sky, strange fog rolled and dark clouds covered the sky. It was like a doomsday scene, which made all the cultivators in the Qitian Inner City feel boundless fear in their hearts.
An extremely terrifying pressure would pour down from the place where the strange fog collapsed from time to time. It was a kind of pressure that made people unable to muster the slightest thought of resistance!
Supreme pressure!
The supreme means used by all the major forces restrained the temple guardian Curse Corpse King transformed by the founder of Qitian Temple, and just like that, the Three Calamities Supreme Battle broke out abruptly! Crack, crack—
Countless extremely deep lightning intertwined, which was thunder condensed from a breath of air. The space above Guique seemed to be vibrating, affected by the confrontation of supreme aura.
And deep in the inner city of Qitian.
The open door of the Qitian Temple.
There were also one after another calamity light pillars that seemed to be substantial, bursting out from the Qitian Temple, as if to shake off the strange fog! This was the action of the Second Disaster God Tribulation Venerable who had set foot in Qitian City from all the major forces! The Black Bull Demon God Venerable of the demon clan was pulled away by the underworld.
However, there are still many Second Disaster Divine Tribulation Venerables left, such as the ascetic monk with cicada patterns from the Western Buddhist Land, the former Emperor Lu Wenchang of Dajing, Zhang Wuji of the Purple Mansion Divine Sect and other cultivators.
There are a total of five venerables in the second disaster realm. The deterrent force they bring when they join forces is simply too powerful.
There was only one figure blocking the way to the Qitian Temple, and that was Fang Hanshu.
The scholar's robe fluttered, his beautiful beard rolled, and the long spear condensed by his righteous energy kept shaking.
His face was as pale as thin paper, and Fang Hanshu kept swinging the spear in his hand, moving like a dragon, and the vast and righteous energy raged and intertwined like a piece of silk, sword energy, and waves!
Try your best to repel the combined forces of the five second-disaster masters.
Puff——
Fang Hanshu's body trembled and a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining his beautiful beard red.
Holding the spear horizontally in one hand, Fang Hanshu looked coldly at the five ascetic monks.
"With the help of the power of heaven and earth given by the Great Supervisor, it is really quite consistent with your great righteousness. It allows you to only survive one disaster and then trigger two disasters. It is the power of the realm of two disasters and two calamities."
"But this is not your strength after all. You have already tried your best to fight one against five."
The ascetic monk's entire body was burning with golden flames. Behind him, the golden cicada's wings flapped at high speed, and countless afterimages emerged.
"Today, I will bring the corpse of the Fighting Buddha back to the Western Regions. Buddha should return to his original place."
The ascetic monk clenched his five fingers, and a red monk's stick immediately fell into his hand. With a flick, terrifying force suddenly burst out.
Fang Hanshu shook his spear, which was as mighty as a white python and collided with the monk's staff, exploding the space and causing ripples.
The former Emperor of Dajing, Lu Wenchang, the leader of Zifu Divine Sect, Zhang Wuji and other powerful men did not stop and attacked one after another.
What one-on-one, it doesn't make any sense at all.
When competing for opportunities, the key is to work together to clear the obstacles in front of you.
boom--
With a flick of the monk's stick, the space seemed to collapse, cracks appeared one after another, and the cicada pattern in his eyes seemed to flap like cicada wings, as if he had completely revived! On the other side, the former emperor of Dajing, Lv Wenchang, was wrapped in golden light of luck, and a long sword kept slashing out blade light.
Various means were used to suppress the enemy and vent them all on Fang Hanshu.
Since it was impossible to break out by force and overcome Fang Hanshu's obstruction, he could not go directly to the sarcophagus that was quietly placed in the center of the strange Qitian Temple to find out whether the body of the Monkey King was really lying inside the sarcophagus.
Then kill!
After killing Fang Hanshu, continuing to fight for opportunities will depend on your own abilities!
Zhang Wuji sighed softly and flicked the whisk in his hand. Suddenly, it seemed as if an extremely huge alchemy furnace emerged, with flames burning in the furnace, and smashed towards Fang Hanshu!
Fang Hanshu's face turned pale as if all the blood in his body had burned out, and Haoran began to become weak.
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The mighty spear in his hand drew a streak of white light, splitting the void, and smashed into the alchemy furnace, knocking the fire into the air.
But the next moment, Zhang Wuji made another move, turned over his palm, and a silver diamond appeared.
The light is flowing and the silvery glow seems to reflect the light like a mirror.
It struck out with a loud bang, spun rapidly, and carried with it a terrifying divinity, crashing into Fang Hanshu.
Fang Hanshu's expression changed slightly. The power and mystery of Zifu Divine Sect was far beyond his imagination. However, Fang Hanshu was unwilling to retreat at this moment.
He let out a breath, his beautiful beard swung wildly, and the mighty spear in his hand pointed fiercely at the silver chisel.
Boom——
There was a muffled sound, and the space seemed to be like a blanket that was being violently swung, with wrinkles constantly appearing!
Fang Hanshu coughed up blood, and the flesh on his arms seemed to be almost broken. His body was shaking, as if he had exhausted all his strength and was almost trembling.
Not only did his eyes become brighter, the power of belief took root in his heart, making the mighty force behind him even more majestic, and the power of heaven and earth was constantly drawn to him.
His aura was rising steadily! Fang Hanshu was the one who upheld the ancestral precepts of the Fang family. The Fang family, an ancient family, had completely degenerated by now. It was no longer the Fang family of Qitian Temple that upheld the belief of protecting Qitian.
Now, he will even join the fight for the chance to enter the Inner City of Qitian.
When Fang Hanshu saw the Jiangnan Dao Fang family's divine robbery coming to compete for resources, there was endless disappointment in his eyes.
boom--
The confrontation continued! Fang Hanshu was full of fighting spirit, regardless of everything, and frantically used the means of the Grand Supervisor to draw the power of heaven and earth to bless his own aura to rise steadily! The whole strange temple seemed to be shaking.
He tapped his toes, as fast as a flash of lightning, and swept the long spear in his hand, killing the five people.
The battle between the several people was so fast that it was dazzling. The cracks in the space kept appearing and then healing, forming a storm that was raging!
The bricks and stones on the ground of the Qitian Temple continued to break apart and then healed rapidly.
Fang Hanshu was breathing heavily, and his scholar's robe had already been dyed scarlet.
A man in a scholar's robe can write poetry with a pen, and he can also wield a gun to kill bandits!
But the bandits...
There are too many.
Fang Hanshu felt that he was at the end of his rope, but he didn't care. When he borrowed the power of the Grand Eunuch and brought the power of heaven and earth upon himself, he had already made the choice to sacrifice his life for justice.
"He's running out of steam."
"Don't delay any longer."
The silver chisel returned to his hand. Zhang Wuji frowned and said lightly.
Above the sky, the aura of the battle between the Supremes seemed to gradually calm down and was no longer so tragic, which meant that the battle between the Supremes was probably coming to an end soon.
In fact, these powerful men all know that the supreme means of the major forces are not intended to suppress the Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King.
After all, if it is not the true supreme being that has descended, how can one suppress a true supreme being?
However, they still have to race against time.
Zhang Wuji was reciting something, and the next moment, a shrine appeared behind him.
In the shrine, majestic divinity and Taoism surged out. The silver chisel began to vibrate violently, humming, and then shot out again, shattering the space and killing Fang Hanshu, who was at the end of his life.
Fang Hanshu sat on the ground, his body shaking uncontrollably.
Fighting one against five, he was not a true Second Disaster Divine Tribulation Venerable after all, and he achieved this with the help of external forces.
He has reached the extreme now.
“I’m going to die…”
Fang Hanshu let out a breath, but his face was calm.
It's just a death. For scholars, if they can fulfill their obsessions, why should they be afraid of death?
Besides...
"Elder Li should be able to save me, right?"
"I calculated with my fingers, and the underworld is in need of a scholar."
Gently coughing up blood.
Looking at the several venerables who were coming to kill him, he shook his head, a mighty aura emerged behind him, and his entire soul was burning.
"Come again!"
The mighty spear in his hand exploded instantly and turned into a mighty river, like a silk thread, stretching across in front of him, forming his last means of delaying.
Do all this.
Fang Hanshu felt completely empty.
His beautiful beard became dry and sticky with blood.
He sat on the ground with his sleeves fluttering and shaking. Outside the long river, the roar of the attack was crashing down. The vast river was shaking. This temporary moat would probably be breached and torn apart soon.
However, Fang Hanshu has tried his best.
"A scholar should strive to the end without regrets and die without regrets."
Sighed softly.
Fang Hanshu pulled out a blood-stained book of sages from his sleeves.
Stand up straight.
He wiped his tongue with trembling fingers, and then began to turn the pages with trembling hands.
I still have a few pages left to finish reading this book.
The ancient sages were indeed very wise.
Boom——!!! The vast river was broken.
One after another, figures seemed to burst out with terrifying brilliance, tearing through the long river. There was Buddha's light shining everywhere, and the ascetic monks held monk's sticks with cicada-like patterns in their eyes and were angry.
There was a Taoist with his robe fluttering in the wind, holding a silver gem in his hand, looking ethereal like an immortal.
He is blessed with the aura of an emperor and is majestic and majestic.
The five strong men looked grimly at the figure who was sitting on the ground with his back straight, calmly flipping through the book of sages.
"Why bother?"
"The Fang family today is no longer the same as before. If you don't do this, no one will say anything against you."
"Who in this world knows your righteousness and persistence?"
Zhang Wuji held the silver chisel in his hand and sighed softly.
Fang Hanshu also sighed and closed the book: "You guys are so noisy... I can't stand it anymore."
"Faced with life and death, my heart is still a little confused after all."
Zhang Wuji shook his head: "When you chose to draw on the power of the Grand Supervisor and mobilized the power of heaven and earth, you were already doomed. You had already chosen death. The reason you are upset is that there are still people you can't let go of."
Fang Hanshu raised his head slightly and placed the scroll of sage books in his hand on his legs.
His eyes passed over the five strong men and looked calmly into the distance.
"yes……"
"Old Lu, I can no longer fight alongside you, and I can no longer help you manage the Divine Sect..."
"And Xixi, no one will supervise you in your studies. How can a study hall be called a devil's den? Little girl, you still have to study hard. You are too naughty. Only by studying can you cultivate your spirit, become knowledgeable and sensible, and be more likable..."
"And Li Che..."
Fang Hanshu's face turned terribly pale.
His eyes were calm, without any fear of facing death, only regret of not being able to say goodbye to his old friends.
"This world is beautiful, and the world is rich..."
"Such a human world should not be destroyed by the tide of gods."
Fang Hanshu said softly.
Zhang Wuji shook his head: "The general trend is that all gods will fall, let alone the human world."
There was no trace of powerful aura on Fang Hanshu's body anymore, he was as weak as an old scholar who was powerless.
However, his back remained straight.
The five strong men no longer cared about him. They passed his body and ran towards the sarcophagus.
Suddenly.
Zhang Wuji's expression changed slightly. He rolled up his wide sleeves and swung out the silver chisel in his hand.
But the space was trembling! Then, an incomparably huge pillar suddenly shattered the space and fell down. Its terrifying force, like the strength of a mountain, instantly made the space intertwined with cracks like a spider web.
Boom——
The silver chisel flew backwards and fell into Zhang Wuji's hands.
The thick demonic energy vented and fell, raging and intertwined! The Black Bull Demon God, carrying the purple gold beam across the sea, stepped out of the space and showed off wantonly.
Zhang Wuji was stunned and stared at the Black Bull Demon God with a frown on his face.
"you……"
And beside the Black Bull Demon God, the space exploded once again, with violent murderous aura and raging roaring demonic energy rushing wildly, shaking the void!
The six swinging heads danced wildly, wings of flesh grew on their backs, the limbs slammed hard on the ground, and the tails swung wildly like magical whips, lashing and exploding the space.
A peerless ferocious beast suddenly appeared in the world!
The aura of the second disaster level was dispelled.
The expressions of the people who had just passed Fang Hanshu changed slightly.
"The demon tribe of Shiwan Dachuan... actually has this trick up their sleeve?!"
"A second-level demon god, and there is a new demon god in the Hundred Thousand Great Rivers?!"
The ascetic monks, witch priests, Emperor Dajing and other powerful people were all shocked.
The demon race...
It was actually the most hidden one?! Fang Hanshu was also stunned by this scene. Suddenly, he thought of something and smiled on his pale face.
"Great Elder... why do you have to fight so hard?"
A somewhat helpless voice echoed in Fang Hanshu's ears.
Fang Hanshu turned his head.
Then he saw Li Che wearing a monkey mask, carrying a magic stick on his shoulder, squatting beside him.
"You succeeded?"
Fang Hanshu's eyes lit up and he said.
Li Che nodded, he knew what Fang Hanshu was asking.
But he did not hide it, he was indeed successful and eliminated the Black Bull Demon God.
Fang Hanshu burst into laughter.
"Finally I can read in peace."
Fang Hanshu stopped laughing and whispered.
He patted Fang Hanshu's shoulder, and with a thought, he sent Fang Hanshu to Mocheng Fengdu.
"Well, let's read somewhere else."
"Leave it to me next."
"Three against five..."
"The advantage is mine."
(End of this chapter)