Chapter 263 The Fall of the Demon King
The demon kings scattered, and the dark cloud split into five. This sudden attack was surprisingly carried out by five demon kings.
The three Golden Core elders flew out of the mountain-protecting formation and used their magical treasures to fight against the demon kings.
If the Demon King's attacks are allowed to land on the great formation, the earth's veins will be severely depleted.
Now, the quality of the spiritual veins of Mingfeng Mountain is in danger of falling to the middle grade, and it is necessary to reduce the extraction of the earth veins by the magic array as much as possible.
The True Man Zhengyang was in charge of the defense. He made a hand seal, and the Xuanhuang Pagoda hung above everyone's heads, casting a heavy yellow light.
Whenever a demon king attacked, the spiritual light remained unmoved, enduring all attacks like a mountain.
"Fellow Daoists, please do your utmost. The Demon King's attacks are fierce; I cannot hold out for much longer."
He appeared calm and collected, but inwardly he was somewhat anxious.
Although the Xuanhuang Pagoda is a defensive magic weapon, and has been refined for many years, its power is extraordinary.
But even the strongest fists can't fight off four hands; no matter how strong the defense, it can't withstand the combined attack of forces of the same level.
His mana was being depleted very quickly, and the current situation was the result of his best efforts to maintain it.
Fortunately, the demon kings' coordination was not perfect, and their attacks were not closely linked, which gave him a brief respite; otherwise, the situation would have been much more difficult.
"I'll help you share the burden!"
Nanshan Zhenren flew out of the area covered by the treasure light. His body continued to grow larger and larger. In the blink of an eye, he became a giant with a height of more than two zhang, which was almost the same as that of the demon kings.
As a physical cultivator, if he only uses his magic weapon to attack from a distance, the threat he can pose is not enough for the demon kings. He can only unleash the greater power of his magic weapon when it is in his hands.
The Golden Wheel Magic Treasure returned to its master's hands, its radiance shining even brighter.
The surface of Master Nanshan shimmered with a metallic luster, and with the reflection of the golden wheel, he looked like a humanoid Gundam!
"You beast, prepare to die!"
He roared and charged at a bear-like demon king.
The battle just now was too frustrating, and he wanted to get revenge. More importantly, this bear demon had the strongest aura and was at the same Golden Core level as him.
Luring the bear demon away will greatly reduce the pressure on Master Zhengyang.
The giant bear roared, its blood-red maw splitting open, and rode the black wind towards the provoking enemy.
It stretched out its bear paw, as big as a millstone, and slammed it down, actually resisting the enemy's magic weapon with only its flesh and blood.
The bear's paw slammed heavily onto the golden wheel, sending the man and the demon flying backward for more than ten feet.
Master Huoyun also got serious, unleashing a fierce attack using his magic weapon, the Divine Fire Fan.
He was at the late stage of the Golden Core realm, and the heavy responsibility of intercepting other demonic beasts to prevent True Man Nanshan from being besieged fell on his shoulders.
Master Nanshan has other missions to fulfill and cannot afford to fail.
Every time the Divine Fire Fan is waved, a fire dragon appears, roaring as it charges toward the Demon King.
'What a wonderful tool!'
Master Zhengyang secretly praised it, for only when the spirituality of a magic weapon reaches a certain level can such a phenomenon occur.
The magical artifact has now reached a critical point. Once a spirit is cultivated within it, the artifact can take form and assist its master in attacking or defending.
He sighed inwardly. The Golden Spirit Sect produced Golden Core cultivators seven or eight hundred years later than Falling Wind Valley, and its foundation in magical treasures was far inferior.
Dark clouds rolled in, howling with the sounds of ghosts and wolves.
The fire dragon swung its tail, cleansing the world and bringing forth a bright and clear sky.
For a time, the three Golden Core cultivators and the five demon kings were evenly matched, with neither side gaining the upper hand.
The battlefield became the stage for Golden Core cultivators, while lower-level cultivators looked up in awe, some with excited emotions and others with pale faces.
Ji An gazed at the magnificent battle unfolding in the sky, his eyes filled with longing.
Any ray of light in the sky, or any black wind that strikes him, will instantly kill him.
He unconsciously clenched his fist, wondering if he would ever achieve the Golden Core in this lifetime.
"If I hear the Way in the morning, I can die content in the evening."
He somewhat understood what this mindset was like. The supreme power of the Golden Core Dao Fruit was right before his eyes, and his Dao heart became even more resolute.
Liu Yu frowned slightly, walked closer, and said:
“In the past, when the demon kings were dispatched, there were only one or two of them, but this time there were five at once.”
"If the other patriarchs hadn't happened to be present, Immortal City would be in danger today."
A deep sense of worry flashed through his mind. If all the ancestors were tied up here, the damage caused if even one demon king broke into the heart of the human cultivators' territory would be incalculable.
The safety of each sect should still be guaranteed, but those families are going to suffer.
If a spiritual vein is not at least of the second-tier superior grade, it cannot withstand even a few attacks from the demon kings. However, many family settlements in the Western Continent are built on first-tier spiritual veins.
If he knew that a demon cultivator at the late Golden Core stage had already appeared in the territories of various sects, I wonder what he would think.
Ji An was taken aback upon hearing this, and after a moment of thought, he whispered:
"From this perspective, it is completely illogical for the patriarchs who are stationed at the mountain gate to suddenly appear at Mingfeng Mountain."
"Did something happen that we are unaware of, so our ancestors had a premonition and arranged to come here?"
The sect has set up a teleportation array here, but the patriarch probably won't be stationed next to it to provide support at any time.
Not long after the demon kings appeared, several bosses showed up together, which is quite intriguing.
Liu Yu's gaze was deep and unfathomable; he too realized that something was amiss.
The battle in the sky was gradually coming to an end. Although the demon kings had a numerical advantage, they had no advantage against cultivators of the same level, relying solely on their claws and teeth and their own talents.
Instead, as time went on, the balance of power tilted in favor of the human race.
"Aww!"
A bear roar rang out. After a long battle, the bear demon's claws and body were covered in blood, with several wounds so deep that bone was visible. Its aura was much weaker than at the beginning of the battle.
On the other hand, Master Nanshan, despite having wounds, was full of vigor and fought with increasing courage.
His golden wheel magic weapon was both offensive and defensive. Although the bear demon's attacks were fierce, most of the time they hit the magic weapon and did not cause him any real damage.
"Aww!"
The bear demon roared again, indicating that it was reaching its limit and signaled for retreat.
A fierce glint flashed in Master Nanshan's eyes. He seized the fleeting opportunity of the bear demon's roar, merging his body with his magic weapon and unleashing all his strength to crash down with the force of Mount Tai.
He unleashed a burst of power, which would significantly reduce his combat effectiveness after the attack.
The bear demon's massive body suddenly plummeted from the sky, like a ping-pong ball being hit.
"boom!"
It crashed heavily to the ground, leaving a molded back.
At this moment, Zheng Yang Zhenren, who was originally guarding Huo Yun Zhenren, activated his magic weapon and rushed towards Nan Shan Zhenren's side.
The Xuanhuang Pagoda emitted a precious light, protecting the True Man of Nanshan.
The ground beneath the bear demon suddenly collapsed, and at the same time, a beast resembling a pangolin with white, sharp horns on its nasal bone abruptly appeared.
It raised its thick forelimbs, its sharp claws gleaming coldly, and aimed at the bear demon's neck.
The skull is too hard, so the neck is more prone to injury.
This demonic beast is none other than Yan Zu, the guardian spirit beast of the Golden Spirit Sect. This is its first appearance since arriving at Mingfeng Mountain.
At this moment, the bear demon has little demonic power left, and its defenses are not as strong as when its demonic power is abundant, making it the easiest time for it to defend itself.
Moreover, it's not a "person" fighting!
After the Rock Ancestor appeared, countless pale golden spider silks shot out from the soil, binding and restraining the bear demon's body and limbs.
The spider silk was extremely tough, and the bear demon was also greatly weakened, so it couldn't break free in time and could only watch helplessly as the sharp claws fell hard and pierced its throat.
A ferocious and cruel glint flashed in Yan Zu's eyes. It knew very well that it could not give the enemy any chance to breathe at this time, as the demon kings at the Golden Core stage were capable of self-destructing their demon cores.
Fortunately, the self-destruction of the demon core required a period of preparation; otherwise, he really wouldn't have dared to take such a great risk.
Its other claw joined in, inserting into the throat, and then ripped it apart, tearing the blood vessels and trachea completely.
Its sharp claws didn't stop; it slashed down again, tearing the bear demon's cervical vertebrae apart.
After doing all this, Yan Zu finally felt a little relieved and calmly tore open the bear demon's belly.
The Demon King could no longer wield his demonic power throughout his body, and the resistance he caused was greatly reduced by relying solely on the defense of his flesh and blood.
Having found the egg-sized black demon core with gold patterns, Yan Zu stuck out his tongue and licked it a few times. This was a good thing!
In the blink of an eye, one demon king fell, and the other demon kings fled on the demonic winds without uttering any harsh words.
The despicable human cultivators even had an ambush! If those cultivators controlling the mountain-protecting formation arrive, they might not be able to escape!
The purpose of this war is to deplete the ever-increasing number of low-level demonic beasts and, incidentally, seize territory.
I'll risk my life for low-level demonic beasts, but not for them.
The elders knew when to stop and did not pursue, nor should they have strayed too far from the mountain-protecting formation.
The news of the Golden Core Demon King's demise spread throughout Mingfeng Mountain Immortal City in an instant.
At the same time as this news, it was also reported that each of the three sects had a Golden Core stage guardian spirit beast that was currently in the Immortal City.
The cultivators were overjoyed. Previously, there were only seven Golden Core cultivators in the Western Continent. They never expected that the various sects would have such a strong foundation hidden!
Perhaps, the time has come for the human cultivators to launch a counterattack.
Ji An returned to his residence, sat opposite Senior Brother Liu, and smiled:
"Today is the earliest I've finished work since I came to Mingfeng Mountain Immortal City."
Healing the wounded with magic, every time he was busy until the sun set.
Unexpectedly, on his first day fighting on the city walls, before he could even unleash his full power, the battle came to an abrupt end.
"Haha, if we kill one or two more demon kings, the demon calamity will probably end sooner!"
Liu Yu laughed loudly; his feelings at this moment were completely different from when he saw the Demon King attacking.
The number of Golden Core stage combatants directly affects the strategic balance.
The fall of a demon king will inevitably have a huge impact on the demon beasts.
He was initially worried about being attacked from both sides, but now he feels much more relaxed.
So what if there are Golden Core stage demon kings causing trouble in the rear? If the main battlefield collapses, the demon kings who have infiltrated the rear will be sitting ducks.
“That’s possible,” Ji An said with a smile.
In the absence of Nascent Soul stage experts, the combat strength of Golden Core stage cultivators determines the course of the war.
According to records, previous demonic calamities were also marked by the death of a Golden Core stage demon king.
(End of this chapter)
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