Netherworld Immortal

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As far as Zifeng Mozun could see, on the ground under his feet, streaks of earth-colored spiritual light flowed like belts, and large pieces of pale golden Buddhist runes were connected into pieces.

"Rumble."

The ground trembled, as if an earth dragon was rolling in it.

Immediately afterwards, runes surged on the ground, and eighteen stone beads the size of a millstone drilled out of them, which were transformed by Murong Yu's stone Buddha orbs.

The spiritual light on the surface of these stone beads kept flickering, and the sitting Buddha pattern on them moved like a real person. The lips of each Buddha statue kept opening and closing, and the supreme Buddha sound came out.

"Mimi huh huh huh..."

The [-] huge Buddha beads are like [-] enlightened sitting Buddhas, with bright golden light emitting from the surface, just like an array of extraordinary magic treasures.

At this moment, Murong Yu, with the blue veins on his forehead exposed, his eyes wide open, desperately injecting mana into the ground under his feet.Where his palms were close to the ground, stone-brown spirit patterns turned up.

"Zifeng Mozun, I'll just wait for you to land on top of my Murong Yu's formation." Murong Yu saw that Zifeng Mozun just fell into him under the repeated attacks of Xu Yang, Zhang Li and Gongsun Zhi, and urged him with a stone Buddha orb. Within the range of the movement formation method, the tone was firm.

This is also the attack strategy prepared by the four of Xu Yang in advance.

If Murong Yu had directly activated the formation in an attempt to imprison Zifeng Mozun from the beginning, Zifeng Mozun would definitely have noticed it immediately.With Zifeng Demon Venerable's powerful cultivation, he can get rid of the imprisonment of the formation in just two breaths, and Murong Yu's formation can hardly exert any effect.However, Zifeng Mozun fell into the formation under the continuous attacks of Xu Yang and others, and the effect was quite different.Murong Yu is confident that he can imprison Zifeng Demon Venerable for more than a few breaths, and can disrupt the effect of Zifeng Demon Venerable's spellcasting with the power of a magic weapon.

At this moment, under Murong Yu's constant urging, each of the [-] huge Buddha beads made of stone Buddha beads spit out a golden light on the surface.Immediately afterwards, eighteen golden lights twisted and turned into an unfolded Buddhist scroll.On the surface of the eighteen golden Buddha scrolls, the golden Sanskrit characters flashed and danced non-stop, and the power of the magic weapon was urged to the limit.

"The Array of Magical Treasures—Eighteen Chapters of Buddhist Sutras to Suppress!"

The next moment, a golden Sanskrit character spewed out from the surface of each of the eighteen chapters of the Buddhist scriptures, as if eighteen golden dragons were spinning non-stop, and the power of the powerful formation was covered.

puff puff puff-

Zifeng Mozun's ankles and calves were branded with clear "scalding marks" by the Sanskrit characters thrown out by the formation, and the power of Buddhism on the magic weapon penetrated into Zifeng Mozun's meridians.

Mozun Zifeng suddenly felt his feet stagnate, his calves seemed to have fallen from a boulder, and at the same time, the smoothness of his body was also blocked by the power of the formation.

"The power of the magic weapon of this Buddhist sect should not be underestimated. It actually has the effect of restraining my magic skills. Fortunately, the boy in blue who controls the magic weapon formation is still inexperienced. , I might have been seriously injured." Zifeng Mozun suddenly realized something, when he raised his head and looked forward again.

But he found that there was an extra dark ghost sword in Xu Yang's hand, which was Xu Yang's Devil Weeping Sword.

But seeing Xu Yang raised one hand, the pitch-black ghost sword was thrown in the air above his head.

The tip of the Devil May Cry Sword pointed at Zifeng Mozun on the opposite side. There were golden patterns on the surface of the sword body, and the whole body of the sword hummed and trembled non-stop, like a flying arrow full of bowstrings, ready to go off at the touch of a finger.

Without stopping for a moment, Xu Yang pinched out the formula with one hand, and a gray-white spiritual light popped out and landed on the surface of the Devil May Cry Sword hanging above his head.

"Woo-!"

The sword body of the Devil May Cry Sword made a strange buzzing sound, like the singing of ghosts and gods.What followed was a powerful dark black spiritual pressure leaked out, and the void was shaken violently.

Immediately, a huge and incomparably large jet-black beam of light erupted from the body of the Devil May Cry Sword. It was an extremely domineering power in the sword domain, piercing through the boundaries of space and directly reaching the underworld.

Sword Domain - Hades.

All kinds of powerful ghost spirits in the underworld were immediately summoned by the power of the sword domain. Hundreds of ghost king souls, with green hair, horns, fire eyes, and long tongues... Inhaled into the sword field.

Immediately afterwards, the black sword field on the sword body retracted at once, and there was a crackling sound on the surface of the black sword body, as if it could not bear the power of the hundred ghost kings brought back from the sword field.

"Whoa!"

The pitch-black sword shattered into hundreds of pieces as it trembled, hovering in mid-air, and each piece of the sword body was engraved with a strange rune of the ghost way, and was entwined with ghostly spirit.

With a movement of Xu Yang's consciousness, he clicked out with one hand at the same time, and another formula fell.

High in the sky, the sword body that was broken into hundreds of pieces exploded amidst the buzzing and trembling sound, turning into

A mass of billowing black mist.

The black mist gathered, and a person appeared in it.

This person is about ten feet tall, and his long gray hair is shining with a luster like refined iron.A narrow, opaque gray gauze covered his eyes, and a simple knot was tied behind his head.The surface of the gray gauze is painted with strips of silver ghost runes that swim non-stop like spirit snakes.

The weirdo's skin was gray and shiny, and his muscles were full of edges and corners but not stiff. He was only wearing a pair of simple gray shorts. He had a broad chest, bare hands and feet, and his fingertips were long and sharp like sword points.

The strange thing is that the surface of this strange man's skin is covered with a lot of light golden fine lines like pieces, as if the whole person is stitched together piece by piece.

This ghostly man stood silently in the void opposite Xu Yang. Because his eyes were covered by gray gauze, no one knew what his eyes were focusing on, let alone what he would do next.

Without it, it is the sword spirit of the Devil May Cry Sword, the soul of a hundred ghosts - "Hundred Mang".

Xu Yang put one hand in the air, and said domineeringly: "Bai Mang, kill the guy opposite me!"

The tip of Sword Spirit Baimang's ears moved like the ears of a spirit beast, and immediately activated, leaving only a tumbling black ghost mist on the spot.

The next moment, in the void opposite Zifeng Demon Venerable, black ghostly energy surged, revealing the body of Sword Spirit Baimang.

The body of Sword Spirit Baimang suddenly became blurred, and turned into a huge black sword in an instant.On the body of the sword, hundreds of ghost kings leaped and whizzed, terrified.

"One style of Devil May Cry - The Slash of Hundred Recks!"

Sword Intent—Hundred Ghosts.

Sword Domain - Hades.

Sword Spirit - Baimang.

Sword move - Devil May Cry.

The four fit together perfectly, and the peak ghost sword cut down ruthlessly with one move.

The sword falls, and the sword is full of energy.

Demon Lord Zifeng, who was as strong as Zifeng, couldn't help showing panic in his eyes.

He is a sword cultivator, and one of the top sword cultivators among the demons in the Western Regions.Of course he knew the danger brought by the appearance of the sword spirit Baimang.

At this moment, Zifeng Mozun's feet were imprisoned by Murong Yu's magic weapon array, and it was already impossible to avoid Xu Yang's sword spirit move.

"It's a ghost sword spirit, and it's a sword spirit with the power of a hundred ghost kings." Zifeng Mozun's eyes froze, and the shadow of the sword spirit Baimang was reflected in his pupils, and he was covered in cold sweat. The combo attacks are all feints, with the intention of consuming the power that imprisoned me, this type of sword and spirit slash is fatal."

Zifeng Mozun had just dealt with the serial attacks of Xu Yang, the black boy Zhang Li, Gongsun Zhi, and Murong Yu one after another.Even if he is the top sword cultivator of the Demon Race, he can only display [-]% of his original combat power at this moment.

Zifeng Mozun stared at him, and the wind-shaped inscription on the center of his brow suddenly swirled.In desperation, he grasped the Devil Wind Sword with both hands, facing the Baizhang Ghost Sword that was slashed down from the opposite side, and slashed out with the same sword.

On the surface of the magic sword in Zifeng Mozun's hand, a leopard-faced wind beast appeared, and hundreds of purple storms spit out from its mouth.

"Magic Sword—Slash of Wind Demon!"

The sword is full of energy, the sword casts a hundred shadows, and the wind demon howls.

Sword intent - storm.

Sword Domain——Original Demon.

Sword Spirit - Wind Demon.

Sword move - Wind Demon's Slash.

The four fit together perfectly, and the peak demon swordsman slashed out with a single strike.

In the next moment, the blades of Baimang's Slash and Fengmo's Slash collided in a place in the void.

boom boom boom-

All of a sudden, a hundred ghosts roared together, the wind demon roared, the black wind and the purple wind entangled and tumbled for ten miles, and the sword lights of both sides dragged out straight filaments of light to divide the void into a net.

The black light thread and the purple light thread cut each other, which is the edge of the sword, and also the form of the sword intent.Each strand of light is extremely sharp, enough to easily cut through a hill.

The collision of the two extreme sword moves is like a contest between ghost beasts of the underworld and monsters of the demon world, the powerful power consumes each other.

The Hundred Storm Eyes carried by Zifeng Mozun's Wind Demon Slash were consumed and collapsed one after another, 99...98...66...three...two. .....one.

The power of a hundred ghosts carried by Xu Yang's Hundred Reckless Slash was also consumed and exploded, 99...85...37..., only ten ghosts and gods left. force.

boom!

In the end, Xu Yang's sword move was slightly better than Zifeng Mozun's.

A jet-black sword light descended, carrying the power of ten ghosts and gods

, woo woo devil cry, the sound of the underworld urging the soul sounded.

"Oops", Demon Venerable Zifeng screamed, twisting his body desperately to one side.

At this moment, Zifeng Mozun clearly realized the true power of Xu Yang's sword.If he hadn't been attacked by Xu Yang's four people one after another, his footing was unstable and his body was imprisoned, if he hadn't been suppressed in the demon realm for thousands of years, he would have been able to withstand the power of this sword.But right now, Zifeng Mozun's plans are not as good.

puff!

The black light rolled back, and purple blood splashed.

One of Zifeng Mozun's left arm was chopped off.In an instant, Zifeng Demon Venerable's physical strength weakened for a little bit.

In the next moment, Xu Yang stretched out the purple lightning wings behind his back, and he was in front of Zifeng Mozun, and Xu Yang also held the Devil May Cry Sword firmly in his hand.

Xu Yang's eyes turned cold, and he slashed out the Devil May Cry Sword one after another. Although only the power of ten ghosts remained on the Devil May Cry Sword, the power of each sword was still full of threats to Zifeng Mozun.

Swipe, swipe, swipe.

The ghost energy rolled, the ten ghosts roared, and the black blade cut the void into cracks.

Zifeng Mozun didn't care about the pain of losing his left arm, and the magic wind sword in his right hand kept slashing out.

Jingle, jingle, jingle.

The swords collided, sparks shot out, and circles of black and purple halos exploded.

At this moment, Murong Yu was panting heavily at the same spot, dripping with sweat, holding his Stone Buddha Orb in his hand, and the brilliance on the surface of the Stone Buddha Orb was slightly dim.The formation technique just now has already overdrawn his skills.

But the black boy Zhang Li and Gongsun Zhi saw that Xu Yang had succeeded in one move, and immediately attacked him from the left and right sides.

boom!

boom!

Zhang Li, the black boy, used the technique of tyrant bear fusion, and sacrificed a claw.

The flame gun in Gongsun Zhi's hand threw out a dragon's tooth fire.

Zifeng Mozun retreated after seven battles, with one arm and a horizontal sword, resisting the attacks of Zhang Li and Gongsun Zhi.

Under the siege of Xu Yang's three people like flowing water, only the one-armed Zifeng Mozun showed his flaws, and Xu Yang's sword struck his shoulder again, and an extra blood groove appeared in an instant.

In the other two places, the six-gold monk was fighting with the Purple Blood Demon Venerable.Golden Bald Tutuo and Silver Bald Tutuo joined forces to fight the Purple Shadow Demon Lord.

The six-gold monk was worried that he would not be able to win in time. Seeing that Xu Yang and the others had forced Zifeng Demon Venerable to retreat steadily, his confidence in winning increased sharply.

And the joint attack of Jin Guang Tutuo and Yin Guang Tutuo has also reached its limit. Seeing that Xu Yang's four people are clearly superior in the battle situation, he is slightly relieved, and he really feels sorry for these four lay disciples, especially Xu Yang's. The combat power is highly appreciated.

The Purple Blood Demon Lord and the Purple Shadow Demon Lord noticed at the same time that the Purple Wind Demon Lord was being beaten passively.They knew clearly in their hearts that if Demon Venerable Zifeng was defeated, they thought that the two of them would be besieged, and the consequences would be disastrous.

The scale of victory gradually tilted towards Xu Yang's side.

Zifeng cursed in his heart: "The body and skills that have been suppressed for thousands of years are really not as good as before. Not only have I lost an arm, but my skills have also been imprisoned by the Buddhist brand. Killing. Especially the young man in green with the ghost sword in his hand, after confronting me with the ultimate sword move, he didn't even lose the slightest bit of momentum."

Zifeng Mozun rolled his eyes, and shouted: "Brother Zixue Mozun, stop playing, little brother, I lost an arm, if this continues, I will lose my life."

The Purple Blood Demon Venerable, who was in a fierce battle with the Six Gold Monk, heard the words, punched out, and jumped out of the battle ring.

"Brother Zifeng, don't worry, wait for me to cast a spell, let's work together. Let these overwhelmed guys know how powerful our Three Demon Lords are."

While speaking, Zi Xue Demon Venerable pinched out a strange formula with both hands, and above his fingertips, purple blood lines rolled continuously, and he silently recited the secret mantra of the primordial demon in his heart: "Use my blood as a sacrifice, the three souls resonate, the purple blood Blood, Zifeng, Ziying, the three combined..."

However, the figures of Zifeng Mozun and Ziying Mozun were suddenly shrouded in a cloud of purple blood mist.

As soon as the blood mist collected, the figures of the two disappeared in their original places.In the next moment, he appeared on the left and right of the Purple Blood Demon Venerable.

When it was even weirder, the bodies of Zifeng Demon Venerable and Purple Shadow Demon Venerable entered and quickly merged into the body of Purple Blood Demon Venerable.

Impressively, a beam of primordial purple light shot out from the top of the Purple Blood Demon Lord's head soaring into the sky.

During the purple blood tumbling, the Purple Wind Demon Lord, the Purple Shadow Demon Lord and the Purple Blood Demon Lord disappeared.

Zixue restrained himself, and there was a ten-foot-tall, three-headed and six-armed Primordial Demon Vajra on the spot.And the three heads of Yuanmo King Kong are the faces of Zixue Mozun, Ziying Mozun and Zifeng Mozun.