Chapter 988 Ji Ming Cang Emperor
Gu An held a silver spear in his hand and swung it quickly. Every shot could take the life of an evil demon.
Compared with other heavenly soldiers and generals, he did not display any magnificent magical powers or spells. He just relied on his body movements and magic power to fight, and each move was simple and effective.
He was not far from Lu Lingjun and Bai Ling Demon Emperor, and often shared the pressure with them.
“He seems so relaxed.”
Demon Emperor Bai Ling exclaimed as he exhaled demonic flames.
She and Lu Lingjun have a telepathic connection, and they can hear each other's thoughts just by thinking.
Lu Lingjun glanced at Gu An, and after seeing his figure, the restlessness in her heart began to dissipate.
The heavenly soldiers and generals have dispersed to avoid being bombarded by the magical powers of the chaotic demons, but even when dispersed, they still maintain a certain mysterious formation to offset the demons' momentum as much as possible.
[You successfully captured the Lu Lao Mo (late Hengtian Golden Immortal Realm) with a lifespan of 53, 260, 223, and 104 years]
You successfully seized the lifespan of Wolf Evil Xiaoyin (Perfected in the Innate Golden Immortal Realm) of 30,196,001,665 years.
[You successfully seized the 7,109,982-year lifespan of Mo Bu Wang (Early Taiqing Golden Immortal Realm)]
[You successfully captured the Devouring Pharaoh (Perfected in the Hengtian Golden Immortal Realm) with a lifespan of 821,309,784 years]
Hints kept appearing in front of Gu An's eyes, making him feel extremely happy.
He suppressed his magic power in the Taiqing Golden Fairyland and enjoyed the pleasure of fighting.
He hadn't experienced such continuous fighting for many years. During the battle, he was also thinking about his own path.
Even for a saint, there is still a long way to go on the path of cultivation.
Relying on lifespan evolution to achieve a breakthrough is one thing, and spending time to comprehend the Tao is another. The two are not contradictory.
Gu An killed enemies as easily as drinking water, but he was inconspicuous in the chaotic battlefield of the void.
The most powerful Marshal Zhitian carries the greatest hatred. The evil demons besieging him are extremely powerful and often attract the attention of the heavenly soldiers and generals.
"Yin——"
A roar like a dragon's roar was heard, and a hole shining with white light appeared in the darkness, and huge divine horses ran out of the hole.
The sound of each divine horse's hooves shook the universe. They burst into the battlefield with unstoppable momentum, immediately relieving the pressure on the heavenly army.
The heavenly soldiers and generals did not cheer, but seized the opportunity and continued fighting.
Chaos has no concept of time, and this war has no intention of stopping. Both sides fought with all their might, completely forgetting themselves, and no one escaped.
Lu Lingjun and Bai Ling Demon Emperor gradually put aside their distractions and focused on the battle, even ignoring the situation of other heavenly soldiers.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
Marshal Zhitian was covered in blood, and the devil's blood clung to his armor like a curse. His aura was still terrifying, and the two black unicorns were always by his side, defending him from attacks from all directions, allowing him to concentrate on launching a thundering attack on the target.
He was the calmest person on the battlefield, and would occasionally take time to pay attention to the situation of other heavenly soldiers. His mood became increasingly heavy.
Only 40% of the 100,000 Heavenly Army remains, and the losses are heavy!
This heavenly army is the elite of Heaven. Even if they win the battle in the end, the vitality of Heaven will be affected.
Although the Heavenly Court is strong and has a solid foundation, not all immortals and gods can support the Heavenly Court at any time. The vast majority of immortals and gods are scattered in various realms of the Heavenly Dao, or are practicing in seclusion. In war, the Heavenly Court mainly relies on the Heavenly Army.
Marshal Zhitian is the chief of the gods, and he has a thorough understanding of the situation in heaven.
"This battle is far more dangerous than the intelligence predicted. Aside from the divine horse, there's no support from other immortals or gods..."
Marshal Zhitian's eyes flickered, he sensed a plot.
This battle may not be as simple as it seems, as it also involves the internal struggle within the Heavenly Court.
The current Emperor of Heaven has far less control over Heaven than the previous Emperor of Heaven.
Although Marshal Zhitian thought of this, he had no intention of retreating.
Even if his entire army is annihilated, he will not stop, because this is his pride as a god.
The existence of gods is to fight for the way of heaven!
Gu An was also still fighting. Without anyone noticing, the number of demons he killed was second only to Marshal Zhitian, and his lifespan skyrocketed, exceeding the accumulation of the past hundreds of millions of years.
The constant fighting caused him to accumulate more and more karma.
The so-called karma is a rule of the Tao. The hatred and resentment of the killed person will form an invisible force that entangles the killer. Once the karma is heavy, it will affect the killer's mind.
The best way to offset karma is the power of merit!
Killing someone with heavy karma is actually a merit for the killer.
Most of these chaotic evil demons are entangled in karma and are not so innocent. Even though many evil demons have been killed, the karma on Gu An cannot affect him.
He deliberately allowed his karma to manifest, making himself like the other heavenly soldiers.
Looking around, all the heavenly soldiers and generals were surrounded by black evil energy, as if they were about to become demons. That was the manifestation of karma.
In the depths of darkness, an enormous black city was quietly moving forward. At the top of the city, dozens of figures stood in a square, each of them with extraordinary momentum.
The leader is the Lord of Cangming, Emperor Jiming Cang.
Emperor Ji Ming Cang is a burly man, wearing a purple robe, with a majestic face and a human appearance. He wears a purple crown like a dragon head on his head, and a dark red fox-like monster is lying on his shoulder, like a blood scarf draped over his shoulder.
"This Marshal Zhitian is indeed extraordinary. No wonder he is able to sit firmly on the Marshal's throne."
The powerful Cang Ming beside him sighed, and other powerful people followed suit.
Emperor Ji Ming Cang's eyes were still indifferent, and he obviously did not take Marshal Zhi Tian seriously.
After a while, he slowly said, "It seems that the new Emperor is still busy fighting for power. This farce should end. Who is willing to take action?"
As soon as these words were spoken, five figures stood out, all emitting an extremely terrifying aura.
"Wuzhong Demon Immortal, go ahead and kill all of them except those whom Marshal Zhitian wants to keep alive."
Emperor Ji Ming Cang looked ahead and gave an order indifferently. As soon as he finished speaking, the Demon Fairy Wu Zhong disappeared out of thin air.
The other powerful men in Cang Ming followed the discussion, talking and laughing, and did not take the heavenly army seriously.
And a new scene appeared in the eyes of Emperor Ji Ming Cang, which was the macroscopic image of the way of heaven.
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Lu Lingjun was physically and mentally exhausted. The long battle had brought her to her limit. Although the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit was still continuously providing her with mana, the speed at which it was provided could no longer keep up with the speed at which she was squandering it.
She can't hold on any longer!
It's not just her. The demonic flames spit out by the Bai Ling Demon Emperor are far less powerful than they were at the beginning, and he doesn't even have anything to say in his heart.
A sharp cry was heard, startling Lu Lingjun and Bai Ling Demon Emperor. They turned their heads and saw a female demon with disheveled hair rushing towards them, with a pair of sharp claws flashing with cold light.
So fast!
Lu Lingjun's pupils constricted and he subconsciously raised his sword, but his speed could not keep up with the opponent.
(End of this chapter)
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