Chapter 631: Cloud Demon Land
Chapter 631: Cloud Demon Land
hum~
The red and black colors complement each other, and the entire imperial city is shrouded in it. All kinds of light and shadows change and flow, which is extremely gorgeous.
Nie Xianshan and Long Xixiang, who were in the middle of it, felt frightened.
The strange sight of two colors interweaving on the imperial city was actually the result of two powerful gods-level warriors fighting fiercely. Occasionally, a ray of energy would burst out and fall to the ground, creating a terrifying crack that was enough to tear the imperial city apart.
The imperial city was almost in ruins. The imperial capital's famous observatory had already been broken into several pieces, and several palaces and pavilions had been knocked over.
"Lao Pang is so fierce!"
Li Yuan watched the battle intently, marveling in amazement.
His perception was sharp and being on the battlefield, he could clearly sense the confrontation between these two Divine Palace-level powerful men.
In the wonderland of two colors, there are collapsed mountains, dried-up rivers, and cracked earth everywhere...
The two figures shuttled back and forth in each other's divine realms, like two world-destroying gods, trying their best to destroy each other's divine kingdoms.
The cloak of the Thousand-Eyed Magician had long disappeared, revealing a huge spirit with a thousand eyes. His methods were sharp and domineering, and the divine light from the thousand eyes was like tens of millions of divine swords. Wherever it passed, all mountains, rivers and grass were split in two.
The Thousand Eyes that was attacking with all its might was countless times more terrifying than the one who had challenged him by three levels in the Eight Directions Temple before.
But at this moment, the remnant soul of this deity was at an absolute disadvantage. Its huge spiritual image was broken in many places, and its Dharma eyes were gouged out.
In the two bordering divine realms, Pang Wenlong strides like a dragon, with flames billowing between his fists and palms, as if he is holding up a real sun, tearing apart the mountains and crushing the earth.
Just one of the three spiritual beings was able to put the Thousand-Eyed Master at a disadvantage, and he even had enough energy to protect the Yunxiang Ding which was still shaking.
"That old thief with a thousand eyes has some spiritual defects. It seems that he has not yet reached the realm of the Divine Palace. Whether it is his aura or other aspects, he is inferior to Senior Pang..."
“The Thousand Eyes Spirit is indeed not as solid as Senior Pang’s Great Sun Spirit, but even if it is not fully formed, it can still withstand Senior Pang’s attack. It is indeed worthy of being the remnant soul of a god.”
"Is Senior Pang waiting for that old ghost Yunmo?"
"Why hasn't Wan shown up yet?"
In the ruined imperial city, not only Li Yuan, but also a group of great masters were watching the battle.
As the only spectator present who was not a grandmaster, Li Yuan was surrounded by five grandmasters including Tiancan Taoist, Bald Monk, and Nie Xianshan.
Occasionally, there would be energy bursting out from the sky, but it would be pushed aside by the five grand masters without him having to do anything.
boom!
Suddenly, there was an explosion in the distance.
Li Yuan looked in the direction of the sound, and saw Daoist Master Long approaching at high speed amid the surging clouds and mist. In the distance, a strange yet familiar aura was surging violently:
"Is this the breath of the Netherworld?"
Boom!
Almost at the same time, a huge roar was heard over the imperial city.
The Thousand-Eyed Master crushed the scorched earth beneath his feet, and hundreds of eyes shot out dazzling light at the same time. The intersection of their eyes was like a forest of ten thousand swords, facing Pang Wenlong's fist.
boom!
The dazzling light exploded, covering the entire imperial city and even the imperial capital. Immediately, the intertwined two-color wonder suddenly shattered.
A streak of black and red light disappeared from everyone's sight at an extremely fast speed.
Nie Xianshan subconsciously swung his sword to strike, but the Thousand-Eyed Master, who was covered in flowing light, just snorted coldly, without dodging or evading, and let the sword light pass through his body.
Disappeared in an instant.
"Senior Pang?"
The broken light and shadows dissipated, Pang Wenlong threw his sleeves to the ground, looked up at the mist rising outside the imperial capital, and sneered:
"After all, they are a foreign race. They really performed this sacrifice. They deserve to die and be killed!"
"Senior Pang, that strange place..."
At this time, Long Yingchan had just landed.
"That strange place is the Cloud Demon Strange Place that destroyed the Great Zhou Dynasty in the past!"
Pang Wenlong gazed into the distance and answered casually.
"Cloud Demon Weird Land?"
Li Yuan's heart was shocked.
When he was learning the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra, he had seen with his own eyes the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, which was in ruins after the sacrifice.
"Destroyed the mysterious land of the Great Zhou..."
Long Xixiang and the others looked at each other, their expressions changed.
They are all the leaders of various sects and know something about that period of history.
"In the past, the ruler and his ministers of the Great Zhou wanted to offer sacrifices to the Eight Directions Temple, but they didn't expect the sacrifice to go awry. Instead, they offered a 'ghost demon' that had been infected by the aura of the Netherworld and had escaped from the darkness. As a result, the Great Zhou was destroyed."
Pang Wenlong said succinctly: "Later, it was my master, Taoist Dragon Demon, who did his best to repel him..."
He naturally omitted some things, such as why the rulers and ministers of the Great Zhou held a grand sacrifice at the Bafang Temple.
Li Yuan knew the reason, but he only complained in his heart.
"Senior, do you have a solution?"
Long Yingchan looked solemn: "The strange land is expanding rapidly. If we don't stop it, I'm afraid the imperial capital will be swallowed up in two hours at most!"
Pang Wenlong didn't answer, but just jumped away.
The grand masters looked at each other and followed. Li Yuan grabbed Nie Laodao's sleeve and followed him.
“Is this the strange place?”
Li Yuan released his true Qi to resist the strong wind. He looked intently and saw black fog rolling like the sea outside the imperial capital, emitting a chilling aura.
His perception was sharp, and he could vaguely see many shadowy figures in that strange place.
“If there is no incense, once swept by the aura of this strange land, it will immediately be corroded by the aura of the netherworld…” As soon as he landed on the top of the city wall, Li Yuan immediately took out a fist-sized incense cauldron, and the other grand masters also took out incense.
No one dares to be careless about the dangers of the Netherworld.
Woohoo~
Outside the imperial capital, black fog was swirling, and in it there were low roars from people who couldn't tell whether they were humans or animals.
The roar was carried by the strong wind for dozens of miles and was terrifying.
"Strange place!"
The little female dragon who was immersed in the state of repairing the gods was awakened. She raised her head from Li Yuan's waist, her little face full of shock:
"Is this the breath of a demon?!"
The little female dragon was very shocked.
The secluded realm is extremely dangerous. Anyone who is eroded by it without the support of incense will lose themselves and fall into confusion. Only a very small number of people can escape from confusion and turn into demons.
This kind of monster that is neither alive nor dead is rare even in Tianshiyuan. She has only heard of it in the general knowledge ball. How could there be one here?
Li Yuan covered the little female dragon with his sleeves, sensing it with a serious expression, and had some guesses in his heart.
The strange demons are rare and ferocious. Explorers in Tianshiyuan often shudder at the mention of them, but these strange demons are not immortal. As long as the strange place where they live is destroyed, they can be killed.
'Maybe Lao Pang did it on purpose?'
Li Yuan calmed himself down and focused his perception.
"Pretend to be a ghost!"
Pang Wenlong snorted coldly, and the red sun outlined by the light and shadow behind him rose into the sky, instantly turning into a size of several acres. The light and heat burst out, and instantly illuminated the black fog outside the city.
Woo~
The light shone into the strange place, and in the center of the swirling black fog, a silver light slowly lit up.
It was a huge ship floating in the air. On the nine floors above and below, there were thousands of soldiers wearing black armor and with sullen faces.
At the highest point, there is an old man in silver armor.
Beside him, Wang Jin, Wu Yingxing, Emperor Qian and others either frowned or had no expression on their faces.
"Is this old man's family so wealthy?"
Li Yuan was frightened when he saw this.
He still knows a lot about strange places.
The divine realm of the fallen monk is infected by the aura of the ghost realm, which is a strange land. The so-called "strange soldiers" and "strange beasts" are all magic weapons, Taoist soldiers, spiritual figures and the like that originally existed in the divine realm.
This Yunmo strange land is mostly ruined, but there are still so many Taoist soldiers and magic weapons. Even for a strange land, their grades are probably not low.
"This old ghost..."
All the grand masters also looked solemn.
Their understanding of the strange land was not as good as Li Yuan's, but they all felt the tremendous pressure from the building ship. When it was intact, its grade was probably even higher than that of the Tianyun Xuanbing.
shuh~
A ray of black light flashed, and the Thousand-Eyed Dharma Master also landed on a high place of the ship.
"To be able to cultivate to the third level of the Divine Palace in such a secluded world, Pang Wenlong, you are much stronger than that Dragon Demon Thief Dao."
On the ninth deck of the ship, Yun Yeshan's face was also filled with deathly gray. His voice was hoarse and distorted, exuding a deep aura of death:
"To be able to force me to this point is remarkable, remarkable."
Yun Yeshan was praising him, but even Emperor Qian and others beside him could feel the gnashing of teeth under his murderous aura.
"Cloud Demon, Thousand Eyes."
Pang Wenlong stood with his hands down, and simply glanced at the people on the ship:
"There's still one person missing, where's Wan Zhuliu?"
"This old guy..."
On the ship, Wang Jin's heart couldn't help but tremble. Although the top of the city was not as high as the ship, when the indifferent eyes swept over him, he had the illusion that he was being looked down upon.
Even though there was a strange place outside, even though Yunyeshan and Thousand-Eyed Dharma Master were standing beside him, he still couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
"boom!"
The building ship shook, and black fog rolled like a tide, gushing out from the strange land that had stopped expanding, like a long river flowing down.
On the nine-story ship, the armored soldiers jumped off the ship with roars and rushed along the inky black river.
"Humph!"
Pang Wenlong flicked his sleeves, and dozens of palm-sized Yunxiang Dings with flames around them fell on the top of the city wall. He only glanced at Li Yuan and others, then stepped forward to kill them.
hum~
The red-gold blood and energy flowed out of the body like a substance. As Pang Wenlong stepped out, it hit the four directions like the tide of a river or sea, causing waves of energy.
He actually managed to block the inky torrent that was gushing out from somewhere.
"Boy Fang."
Fang Sanyun frowned and looked, only to see Pang Wenlong walking in the air, with his five fingers stretched out and put together, forming a palm print that blasted out, which was the Red Sun Palm.
"Watch carefully, this is how the Great Sun and Crimson Sun Palm is used!"
Pang Wenlong's voice was neither loud nor low, but it was clearly heard by everyone present. The moment his palm print was emptied, a dazzling red-gold light burst out.
It was like a red sun burning in his palm.
Boom!
The next moment, the Red Sun Palm Seal fell like a meteor, carrying with it a terrifying surge of Qi and blood, crushing the black torrent like a whirlwind.
The remaining force did not diminish, and it even crashed into the strange place shrouded in black fog with greater momentum.
"Chichi~"
It was like pouring cold water into a boiling oil pan. Thick smoke rolled up along with countless roars and screams.
Pang Wenlong's Red Sun Palm Print still lingered, like a divine sword that split yin and yang, piercing straight into the strange land and hitting the gray-black nine-story ship!
(End of this chapter)