Chapter 1462 Forty Chapter: Feng Luo Linchuan

At this time, the border of Linchuan Plain has become a battlefield where the earth is cracked and barren and flames.

The Great Master, who became Jiufeng, had one enemy and eight, and even had the power to counterattack.

The phoenix wing feathers entwined with the fire of the eight sins became the best weapon of the Phoenix King, and the fierce demon would be burned and screamed and rolled all over the floor as long as it was stained.

But with a specially judged karma fire, even if the brocade robe burned in the blood spring, this caused the eight heavenly demons to suffer.

Fortunately, the origin is strong and vigorous, even if it is burned into a torch, it will not reduce its ferocity. The heavenly demons are constantly inspiring the eight secret techniques of the sky to attack the Phoenix King who is full of fire.

But I don't know what Duan Fengjiu's plan was. Facing the attack of Xuansha's blood technique, he neither evaded nor resisted by karma fire, but let the blood be soaked, and put all his spiritual power into the attacking side.

This also caused the fierce battlefield to be like a silly male and female hurting each other. As soon as the Phoenix King was pierced by a **** arrow, he spread his wings backhand and rolled out a wave of fire to fight back.

Obviously Duan Fengjiu didn't know the legend that the Eight Heavenly Demon could resurrect indefinitely, otherwise it would be unwise to use this kind of injury for injury.

But the old-school masters are always somewhat inexplicably proud of themselves, perhaps because they are extremely confident in convicting karma.

Let Duan Fengjiu didn't care about the resurrection rumors at all, and chose to use this method to fight.

It's just that with outnumbered opponents, they are still facing the attack of the Eightfold Profound Fiend Blood Technique. The Phoenix King has fallen from the beginning to the end, and every karma fires out, he has to face the even more powerful blood technique of the Eight Dao.

The arrogant and mighty nine phoenix was scarred shortly, and Yi Ling's swing became weaker and weaker. Even the eight sins karma fire lingering around his body was bright and dark, like a candle in the wind.

On the other hand, the Eight Demon, although being entangled in karma, gritted their teeth and drove the forbidden curse contained in the Shura artifact, continuously increasing the Phoenix King’s injuries.

Finally, King Feng, who was too weak to evade, was swept down by the blood river. The blood river tore the phoenix wings and feathers to pieces, ate the fire and the spirit body, and even the wailing was submerged by the river of blood. .

"Finally caught this beast!"

The unrecognizable Kshatriya gritted his teeth and shouted, holding his hands high and throwing a huge amount of blood into the sky. Under the blessing of the red moon and crimson realm, the blood blade of Shura that turned into a river of blood spewed more dirty blood, The faintly visible Phoenix King was firmly covered.

At the same time, the huge resentful spirits of tens of thousands united, the mysterious evil poison arrow of nine stars, and the extremely evil light shot by the scarlet evil eye glaring at the same time, chasing the knife toward the whole circle that flooded the ground.

Such a fierce attack, even the void spirit body of Grandmaster Void couldn't hold it, let alone the nine phoenix spirit body.

What the eight heavenly demons didn't expect was that Jiufeng, who was obviously trapped by the river of blood and poured into the ground, was reborn from a ray of karma in Cangming.

"Hmm~~~~"

Jiufeng Yiming, the world clarified that the crimson realm and the red moon kept swaying, as if being hit hard.

And the domineering appearance of the Phoenix Wing Tianxiang, as if all the attacks they had just suffered were phantoms, facing the re-rising raging fire, the second battle between the Eight Heaven Demon and the Nine Phoenix Grandmaster began.

"Look at the beast's neck."

The Shura archer with the strongest insight among the eight heavenly demons, Urci, raised his voice to his friends: "How can the phoenix nirvana come without a price? The nine-headed phoenix bird is now eight-headed!"

Everyone looked at the part that Urci was referring to. Sure enough, there were originally eight human faces under the phoenix head, but only seven were left on the neck of the phoenix king after Nirvana.

This greatly increased the confidence of the heavenly demons, and it was another round of shouting and killing. Except for the realm of the blood moon and the crimson, all the six heavenly demons had captured the blood evil weapon and prepared to fight with Jiufeng.

The aggressive and fierce Blood Raksha will not care about the pain of being burned by the fire of karma as long as the fighting heart is together. The Ksha Emperor braving the purple fire brandished a big knife and laughed wildly: "Why the animal is not good? Wasn't it very fierce just now? With a face, speed and strength have dropped, and even this karma is not strong anymore, eh!?"

During the battle, Jiufeng was extremely silent, just constantly waving its wings like a sword and phoenix, and the five feathers behind him like a whip, waving karma to beat the invading enemy.

Although Nirvana sacrificed one side so that the eight sins of karma turned into seven sins, it was not without lethality, especially after the demon crowd chose to fight melee, the nine phoenixes had a greater chance of hurting the demon.

In a round of exchange of attacks, Boge, who had been hit hard by the Ziwei starfire, was torn into pieces by Jiufeng Lingyu through his chest.

The eight demon of Linchuan who were extremely weakened by the fire of karma, go to one first.

But this did not affect the fighting intent of the other seven blood rakshas. They can be reborn infinitely in the sea of ​​blood, and only regard their death in battle as glory.

...

When Qionghuaxing Junan Yushu and Yinyangliu Master Wang You arrived at the border of Linchuan, they saw Master Jiufeng with only three faces fighting life and death with three demon in the blood moon.

"Sad and sigh!"

The Lord of Yin and Yang Liao looked at Duan Fengjiu, who was fighting **** battle with the demon in the blood of the red moon, and sighed quietly: "If Grandmaster Fengjiu hadn't indulged in the technique, he would have been squandered in the red dust for refining and punishing sins for nearly a hundred years, and his achievement would be higher than Wang. ,Pity"

"Why should the Lao master belittle himself."

An Yushu looked down at the battlefield and said with disdain: "Duan Fengjiu was the same year as us, the master of Taoism, but he did not distinguish between the seriousness and the technique. It was not until the Evil Immortal King fell that he realized the burden on his shoulders, but he was squandered for a hundred years. How to make up for your mistake. Even if you happen to create a stunning secret technique of punishment and karma, it is a true evil!"

"Please stay in Germany, Xingjun."

Wang You glanced across An Yushu dissatisfiedly, and said coldly: "Everyone is walking on their own way. How can they know which one is right and which one is wrong until the end."

"Other people dare not make false statements, but Duan Fengjiu's path must be wrong!"

Perhaps the conquest of terror really needs Wang You's help, and An Yushu can put down his body and be polite.

But in terms of martial arts views, how can the King Qionghua, who is considered to be extremely talented in the gods, change his judgment, let alone the person in front of him: "Ordinary secret arts, even if they are extremely powerful, it only consumes decades of hard work. ."

"It is so hard to punish the crime. Even Duan Fengjiu's talents will take a hundred years of hard work. Even if future generations can follow his handwriting, it is extremely difficult to achieve."

"It took a hundred years of hard work and the other side of the barren shore to create such a waste mystery that was not used at all."

Thinking of Duan Fengjiu, who was looking for Hongchen to refine his heart several times in the past, and wanted to persuade him to turn back to the shore but was rejected, An Yushu couldn't help but clenched the Void Scepter in his hand and said indifferently: "This way, isn't it an evil way!"

Perceiving the unrest in King Qionghua Xingjun's tone, Wang You suddenly realized that Grandmaster Jiufeng and King Qionghua Xing might have unusual fetters in the past.

Perhaps compared to his own pity at this time, the other party's excessive words are just an indisputable grievance.

Thinking about this, Wang You suddenly extinguished his arguing with An Yushu about the victory of martial arts, but asked in a low tone: "Master Jiufeng is in a bad situation at this time, Xingjun won't take action?"

Looking at the phoenix head on three sides from a distance, An Yushu said coldly: "Shouyuan is about to close the door and seek a breakthrough, but instead comes to the Sichuan Plain to pretend, as if Xihe left him and was destroyed by the demon. I don’t know what the so-called guy is worth helping."

Wang You smiled bitterly and shook his head, and also put out his heart to help.

After all, judging from the current scene, the Master Jiufeng with all beards and tails has an absolute advantage. Although the three heavenly demons shouted and screamed, but the appearance of fire all over, it was not too threatening.

If the life of a warrior needs a curtain call, there is nothing more gorgeous than a fierce battle without chaos.

Now Xihe is rumored that Tang Luo is the number one master, but in the eyes of an old-school powerhouse like Wang You, all such flattering is fart.

All new martial arts are naturally fierce when they appear, because they have not found their weaknesses.

It is true strength that can turn the existing martial arts into magic.

Judging from the evil spirit remaining in the space and the mottled appearance of the earth, Master Jiufeng's opponents are definitely not limited to the three heavenly demons.

And according to the intelligence that every time when the demon resurrected, Duan Fengjiu was much more difficult than Tang Luo's.

Although Qiong Huaxing Jun always disliked it, the reason for restraining his desire to shoot was the goodwill not to fight for the glory of his old friend.

Perhaps this is the bond between relatives and friends, Wang You darkly sighed.

In all fairness, it would be difficult for him to do better if he went back to the Grandmaster Realm interface and faced the eight heavenly demons.

Punishing karma is indeed the top secret magical power in the fierce realm, but I don't know who Empress Duan Fengjiu can reproduce this art.

Although the two figures of Nishiga Jue-den watched the battle, their thoughts were already flying and wondering where they were both old men who practiced martial arts for nearly three hundred years. No matter how dangerous the battle was, they could not stir up the waves in their hearts. This kind of winning battle.

For Duan Fengjiu, a strong man of the same period, they have firm and blind confidence.

It's a pity that the laws of things' operation never follow the wishes of others, even if the wish is made by King Xihe.

The changes in the battle began with the wailing of Jiufeng, and the divine bird, who had just pressed the Three Heavens Demon's hammer with the fire of the three sins, suddenly stopped, and after a whine toward the southeast, it began to fade.

Just like the dandelion that was blown away by the strong wind, the huge spiritual power that was originally condensed in the spirit body by the sea of ​​meridians, flows to the great world from the gap of the **** body.

Master Jiufeng's breath suddenly faded, and the **** on the divine bird's neck went out without any warning.

The unwilling divine bird flutters its wings and screams unwillingly. Its voice is no longer clear, but becomes resentful and admired, crying like a complaint.

There are regrets, unwillingnesses, and more regrets.

After all my life, when I look back, I find that I haven't done anything well.

\'If it is more, it will be fine\'

The phoenix bird hugs itself with its wings, the phoenix head is buried in the wings, and the karma that has been burning like a candle in the wind is igniting and enveloping the divine bird. That little bit of air is not smoke, but a three-hundred-year legend. .

This change was at the moment when the eagles rose and fell, but there was an inexplicable feeling that the two kings could only stare blankly.

When people are old, they will nostalgia, because seeing old friends can remember their unruly youth.

It's like An Yushu, who is now a precious star, as long as he sees Duan Fengjiu, he can think of that period of fresh-clothed angry horses and Tianjiao fighting for battle.

In that period, regardless of the gains and losses, not the cause and effect, only the loyalty in the heart, the freedom to do everything you want to do.

But with the growth of years, many of the previous coordinates have passed away, especially in the years of An Yushu and Wang You.

There are also fewer and fewer vivid symbols in my memory, so seeing Duan Fengjiu passing away when he is about to do his best, I feel complicated in my heart, and it is hard to say.

It's like a silent agreement failed, and the promised partner disappeared.

An Yushu, who said he could not do anything, decided to do it. The iron and wood Void Scepter slammed, and the punishment fell from the nine days, erasing three orange red.

"Xingjun, sorry."

Wang You sighed: "Perhaps knowing that there is not much time, that's why I asked for an undisrupted battle. This is Master Feng Jiu's choice. We have other things to do."

"It's really a waste, even a few demon can't deal with it, it deserves it!"

The right hand holding the magic scepter tightened and tightened, An Yushu pretended to be calm, but there were still more ups and downs in the pretentious tone of disgust.

No longer entangled with King Qionghua’s hard lips, Wang You sighed: "The only talented light annihilated the Raksha demonic body, but the three true spirits flee to the middle of the plain. Perhaps this is the mystery of the resurrection of the heavenly demon. We only need to follow the true spirit to find and settle. Can find the thing behind the demon."

"If it hadn't been for the help of the Lao Master, Yushu would have almost broken a big deal."

King Qionghua said earnestly: "Then ask the Lao Lord to lead the way to the place where the true spirit of the heavenly demon is annihilated."

"It should be."

"Lord Lao, please wait a moment."

Wang Yougang wanted to lead the way, but was called to a halt. He saw King Qionghua Xingjun's scepter grabbed a few shadows and captured several wind media watching the battle from a distance.

Qionghua Xingjun is as powerful as a prison, looking down at these wind agents who dare not breathe, and promulgating a decree: "Duan Fengjiu, grandmaster of the evil king's palace, goes deep into the hinterland of Linchuan to protect the long island of peace, and use one enemy and eight to destroy the queen of heaven. Die, spread the news."

They were all scout palaces controlled by the overlord's patrol, and how could they resist the decree directly issued by An Yushu.

No matter what kind of situation they saw before, there will only be such a version after walking out of the Linchuan Plain.

Ignoring the wind rushing out, An Yushu turned to Wang You and said, "You can go now."

"Master Jiufeng has been exhausted by fame and sect throughout his life. This may be the best result."

Wang You sighed: "Wang You apologizes for being reckless. Xingjun is really a close friend of Master Jiufeng."

"I don't have such a wasteful old friend, please lead the way."

An Yushu, holding the magic staff, said blankly.

Shaking his head, the broad black and white imperial robe curled into the yin and yang, distorting the figure, while Qionghua Xingjun turned into a quiet light and disappeared.

The edge of the Linchuan Plain returned to calm once again, but Tang Luo, who had been quietly watching from a distance, was sure that he had no breath of others before he stood up.

‘Can Lord Blood God stand up to the battle between the two kings. ’

Touching his chin, Tang Luo thought about the changes that the appearance of the two kings would bring to the immediate situation.

...

Regardless of the past or the present, the king is a miracle on the path of practice, also called the other side.

If the practitioners before the king realm were all discovering the spiritual power rules and then using them, then when they arrived in the king realm, they were creating spiritual power rules.

Create your own rules and build your own domain, so the human king is the king of certain spiritual power rules.

If they were placed in the ancient times, they would be two saints.

It's a pity that the Demon Race is destroyed, and the Human Race practitioners can no longer stand through the Demon Slayer and become famous in the world. It must be said that it is a pity.

(End of this chapter)