Chapter 243 Black and White Impermanence Take Action
The sword-drawing demon Jie Tu can be considered a new generation of powerful hell warriors who have risen in the past tens of millions of years.
Zong Shen didn't know him, but that didn't stop him from admiring him.
At least he could see that this knife-wielding demon was extremely incompatible with those top demon lords.
To the extent that he has to kill all the demon lords waiting to climb the tower by himself.
Among these demon lords, there are some true demon gods and ancient demon saints who possess the nature of a demon.
Although he is not as powerful as the Great Demon Lord at the peak of the third transformation, he is also the one who holds real power in several small thousand hell worlds.
If he really succeeds, most of the middle and upper-level forces in Hell will be destroyed.
Even if the passage to the Continent of Ten Thousand Gods is opened, it will be meaningless.
There are many old monsters in hell who are at the peak of the third transformation of the True Demon God.
However, there are also many old monsters of various races hiding in the void in the Continent of Ten Thousand Gods.
Either conquer the planes, or retreat from the world to practice.
The Continent of Ten Thousand Gods is now in the midst of internal strife. The alien gods are a little more proactive, while the old monsters of the human race are becoming more reclusive.
However, once Hell launches an invasion, the nature of the situation becomes completely different.
It is estimated that many old guys will be born.
Although these great demon lords had already begun to make plans and secretly supported some forces in the Continent of Ten Thousand Gods.
Or they may pretend to be friendly with some foreign races and reach some preliminary agreements.
However, the foundation of all this is still based on the fact that Hell has sufficient strength.
Unfortunately, the sword-drawing demon Jie Tu was ultimately more domineering than strategic.
The Tower of Ascension is the grand event of Hell that occurs once every ten million years.
Those top demon lords are all shrewd and calculating, and they are terrifying beings with countless thoughts in the blink of an eye. How could they be completely defenseless against the Ninth Heaven Continent, the core of the hell world?
Although Jie Tu pointed out with one sentence that the great demon lords present were just projections of their incarnations.
Their true bodies had long gone to a realm far away from the Hell World.
However, these great demon lords remained calm.
He had already left many plans.
Even the Nine Heavens of Hell is actually a great geographical formation.
I saw the incarnation of the King of Hell, with a righteous look on his face, and he was angry without even being intimidating.
The Judge's Pen kept waving in the void, filling up the void that was cut by the Demon-Drinking Blade one by one.
"Where are the Black and White Impermanence?"
"This demon is so bold and reckless that he attempts to disrupt the order of Hell!"
"When your soul is captured, thrown into the eighteen levels of hell, you will suffer repeatedly without the possibility of reincarnation!"
His voice was loud and clear, like a verdict.
No one dared to question his authority.
"Obey the order of the King of Hell!"
Two voices, one yin and one yang, came from a distance, seemingly near and far, and it was impossible to guess their exact directions.
Everything changes in an instant.
In the sky, the arrogant Jie Tu suddenly put away his sword and swung it from left to right.
Two figures, one black and one white, suddenly appeared beside him.
There was no aura leaking from his body.
But all the demon lords present were afraid.
They are the two most capable generals under the King of Hell, Black and White Impermanence.
According to legend, like the Book of Life and Death, it possesses a certain innate power over life and death.
Bai Wuchang's name is Xie Bian, and his element is Yang.
He is always smiling, tall and thin, pale, with a long tongue hanging out of his mouth. On his head, there are four characters written on his hat: "一见生财". He gives thanks and brings good luck to those who respect the gods. He is respectfully called "活无长", "白爷", "七爷", etc. He absorbs the Yin spirits of men and disperses the Yin spirits of women.
Holding a white mourning stick and a soul-binding chain.
The Black Impermanence is named Fan Wujiu (or Wushe), and is of the Yin element.
He has a fierce face, a broad and fat body, a small and dark face, and the four characters "天下太平" (Peace in the World) are written on his official hat, meaning that there will be no pardon for those who disobey the law and are guilty. He is respectfully called "Shorty Lord", "Black Lord" and "Eight Lord". He absorbs the Yang soul from women and disperses the Yang soul from men.
Holding a black mourning stick and a soul-binding chain.
Previously, at the gateway leading to the fourth heaven continent from the third heaven continent, Hei Wuchang had let Zong Shen go.
This made Zong Shen vaguely feel that these two might have some connection with the Black and White Impermanence, two of the city gods and ghost messengers in the Earth's legends.
But all of this is just speculation, and on Earth these are just legends.
But here, it really exists.
Two impermanences, one black and one white, one crying and one laughing, one yin and one yang,
It represents the impermanence of black and white, the impermanence of crying and laughing, and the impermanence of yin and yang.
With the joint efforts, it will not be a problem to capture the great demon lord at the peak of the third transformation.
The Black and White Impermanence each made a strange smile or cried.
Then, each world's butcher threw out soul-locking chains in front of and behind him.
They grabbed each other and used the soul-locking chain to deal with each other.
With a strong pull, Jie Tu was locked.
The demon soul was suppressed in an instant, and most of its power was reduced.
Then, two mourning sticks, one black and one white, smashed towards his head at the same time.
These two sticks are not like the Demon-Drinking Sword, which triggers all kinds of terrifying strange phenomena.
But it's just mediocre.
But it also contains the power of life and death.
It even made Jie Tu feel a sense of crisis of death.
"Black and White Impermanence, Soul Locker?"
"I think it's just that!"
"It's not that easy to kill me, Jie Tu!"
Jie Tu was not only not afraid, but became even more ferocious.
When two mourning sticks were about to fall on your head.
The infinite sword intent appeared out of thin air again.
"Nine Sword Drawing Styles, First Sword!"
The Demon-Drinking Sword soared into the sky, drawing the simplest and most plain horizontal sword style.
At the same time, the mysterious mourning sticks were set aside.
In the void, a number of sword-like mandalas were drawn out.
These sword energy mandalas grow stronger with every rotation.
In the end, it turned into a mandala blade grinding wheel and crushed the Black and White Impermanence.
“Bold!”
The two ghost generals shouted at the same time.
This sword-drawing ghost world slaughterer is really bold and presumptuous. If he does not have some strength, how can he dare to be so arrogant and threaten to slaughter all the demon lords who climb the tower.
The soul-binding chains in their hands did not loosen.
He just pulled out the mourning stick and smashed it towards the mandala blade grinding wheels.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
Muffled sounds echoed in the sky.
It was accompanied by a surging collision of magical power, as violent as a storm, washing everywhere.
This is the powerful magic that escaped from the World Butcher Knife Style under the blow of the Mourning Stick.
The Demon-Drinking Sword is a sword that can ward off evil spirits. It can swallow ghosts and devour demons, and is notorious in hell.
The magic contained in it is endless.
At this moment, facing the Mourning Stick, the dissipating magic power was like a wave.
It also contained a lot of the life and death power of the Black and White Impermanence, which all impacted the Tower of Ascension.
"Nine Sword Drawing Styles, Second Style!"
I saw the mandala blades and grinding wheels being smashed to pieces.
Jie Tu was not annoyed. He glanced at the Ascension Tower and instead revealed an unfathomable smile.
He slowly performed the second move again!
The horizontal sword turned into a vertical chop, splitting one into two, two into four...
Finally, it turned into millions of swords, carrying billions of tons of power, and fell down!
(End of this chapter)
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