One person above Qing Huang Ting

Chapter 610: Killing the Emperor of Heaven Again

"Huh~, it's finally over."

Hu Xiuwu took a deep breath, and his immortal and eternally youthful body also felt a rare fatigue.

The big snake had disappeared without a trace, and the entire snake had turned into nutrients for Luo Fengtian.

The only good thing about the Snake God is that he will never pollute the environment after his death. On the contrary, after death, the original chaotic energy in the bodies of him, his clones, his mind seeds, and his followers will return to the heaven and earth and nourish all things.

There's not much to say about the battle with the giant snake. It wasn't exciting, and there wasn't any amazing move that turned the situation around.

It was just a long and bloody game. Neither Hu Xiuwu nor the Candle-bearing Dragon had the strength to seriously injure the big snake with one blow. They could only keep cutting the flesh with a knife, relying on the special terrain of the Dragon-stripping Formation.

The snake's injuries continued to accumulate, and small injuries accumulated into serious injuries, eventually causing it to be drained of its energy and die.

  Hu Xiuwu took out a wine gourd from the Demon Refining Tower.

蚌！

With a flick of his thumb, the cork of the wine gourd popped open, and the wine flew out of the gourd and flew into the mouth of the dragon holding a candle lying beside him like a spirit dragon.

The wounds on the Candle-Bearing Dragon healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The dragon straightened its body, regained its spirit, and its dragon mane fluttered wildly, regaining its former splendor.

Hu Xiuwu also raised his head and drank the amber wine. With Luo Fengtian's blessing, the snake failed to break through his defense, but he still consumed a lot of physical strength and Yuan Qi, which needed to be replenished.

Hu Xiuwu's nearly exhausted Qi and Shen Yuan were immediately replenished, his physical strength also recovered quickly, his drowsy brain immediately became clear, and his originally stiff and numb limbs were filled with strength again.

full HP resurrection.

The wine brewed on the Double Ninth Festival is the best in the world; the wine brewed by the god of wine is the best in the world.

Hu Xiuwu praised the wine-making skills of Yi Di, the god of wine, in his heart, and wondered if there was any way to abduct Yi Di, the god of wine, to Luo Fengtian.

"Has Lord Long recovered?"

Theoretically, the Jiujiu Chongyang Wine, which is made from the hot sea holy spring, can even save dying gods and demons. It is really a luxurious way to use it as a potion to restore physical strength and magic power.

But time is running out. If we want to recover quickly, make up for the shortfall, and restore all our combat power, we must have this magic medicine.

The dragon holding the candle lowered its head, knelt in front of Hu Xiuwu, looked him straight in the eye, and said respectfully: "Thanks to your highness, I am fine now."

Hu Xiuwu nodded and rode on the dragon: "In this case, we have to fight again."

"Dragon holding the candle, are you willing to go to the battlefield with me?"

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"How dare you, little dragon beast, come near me?"

The Emperor of Heaven had no expression on his face, and he danced lightly with the Fuxi Sword. At the Lihuo Temple, a thousand meters above the sky, riding on a ferocious demon dragon from the demon world, led by the Dragon King, the dragon demons that dived downward were submerged by the vast sword energy and crushed into powder silently, without even being able to utter a scream.

Only the remaining demonic energy of the Dragon King and the demon dragon under his crotch merged into one, the demonic energy and evil spirit condensed into one, manifesting a hundred-foot-long dragon-shaped Dharma image, struggling to hold on against the ruthless sword energy of the Emperor of Heaven.

Fortunately, Demon Lord Zunlou used the extreme speed of the Qingtian Demon Peng from the Demon Realm and rushed into the vast sword energy in an instant and pulled out the dragon demon king.

The dragon kings who were rescued by Demon Lord Zunlou were seriously injured, their horns were broken, their scales were scraped off, their bodies were covered in blood and numerous sword wounds, as if they were caught in a meat grinder.

But it is still much better than King Shura who has fallen into silence along with his family.

  His right arm disappeared, tears and blood flowed from his eyes. The Rakshasa King, no longer as beautiful and confident as before, looked at this scene with a dry tone:

"As expected of the Emperor of Heaven."

The situation on the battlefield of the demon world is not optimistic.

The gods listened to Hu Xiuwu's advice, and those who came were the Queen Mother of the West, the Sword God, and Fei Peng, who were capable of standing on their own and were the best in both the gods and demons. Although they were in a bit of a mess for the time being, there were no casualties after all.

However, the seven kings of the demon world also brought warriors from their tribes. These warriors might be the bravest among their tribes and the king's confidants, but in this top battlefield among the six realms, they could only serve as cannon fodder. Their demonic essences collapsed one after another, and it was unknown when they could rebuild their bodies and come back to life.

The psychedelic music sounded in my ears again, and the music was so soft and gentle, as if the legendary wonderful music slaves were playing the magic dance, and the three holy slaves were whispering and licking in my ears, serving me gently. Immersed in this magic music, the Rakshasa King felt that his soul was soothed, and even the injuries on his body gradually healed.

This was the work of Gandharva demons, who were the most skilled in music and mental spells among the demon clans.

The musicians of the Gandharvas were not like the Asuras who would go crazy at the sight of blood. Instead, they dared to engage in close combat with the Emperor of Heaven under the leadership of their king. As a result, they were all destroyed in one battle.

Once the battle started, the Gandharvas, led by their king, fled hundreds of miles away, playing wonderful music, releasing blessings for the demon generals from afar and helping them recover from their injuries.

Even the dragon king, whose appearance had changed beyond all recognition, calmed down a lot after hearing the wonderful music.

The Emperor of Heaven saw the Qianda demons a hundred miles away and snorted coldly: "What a noise!"

Imprisoned by the Nine Springs, the Emperor of Heaven is temporarily unable to leave the area within a mile of the Lihuo Temple, but that does not mean that the Emperor of Heaven can do nothing to them.

  The Emperor of Heaven raised his finger and flicked the blade of Fuxi Sword.

Ding!

The sound of the sword was sonorous and powerful, with a majestic aura, which spread into the sea of ​​clouds, resonating with the wind from the devil's world, stirring up the evil spirit of the earth. The sound of the wind and the evil spirit made the heaven and earth strike in harmony.

The Gandharva magicians a hundred miles away immediately began to ooze blood from their ears. They wailed and covered their ears, unable to play music anymore.

Only the Gandharva King had a strong foundation and could barely hold the Heavenly Demon Pipa steady in his hand, but that was all. He could no longer play the wonderful Heavenly Demon music to bless the demons.

The Emperor of Heaven can see the green mountains through a realm, but it is only a hundred miles away, which is not far at all.

"Even if I die, I can still annihilate the gods and demons."

The Emperor of Heaven holds the Fuxi Sword in his hand and, surrounded by gods and demons, he still looks down upon them.

The gods and demons were speechless, and everyone knew that what He said was true.

If Jiuquan hadn't mobilized the power of the six realms to suppress the Emperor of Heaven, people like them wouldn't even be qualified to stand here.

Suddenly, a magic sword appeared in the east. It was a majestic sky sword, carrying the power to ward off evil spirits and emitting the light of thousands of swords. It chased shapes and shadows and swept away evil.

A magic knife came out from the west. It was a huge magic knife. It emitted seven evil spirits and condensed the fire of ten suns. It was arrogant and unyielding, and killed all living things.

The devil lord and the gods attacked together, and the heavenly sword and the devil knife competed for brilliance.

The Emperor of Heaven, enveloped in a clear light and blood, did not dare to be careless.

In the west, Fuxi's sword is across to block the flaming waves, in the east, the Nine Nether Evils are gathered to suppress the courage.

However, at the moment of the stalemate, the Emperor of Heaven saw a clear and dark moon rising from the void, changing from a crescent moon to a full moon, emitting the brilliance of the bright moon, and turned into the Dark Moon Divine Sword that no demons could withstand, and he angrily stabbed at his head.

Guanghan Lingxiao!

The Emperor of Heaven did not want to engage the enemy head-on and was about to dodge.

Xiyao, Suhe, and Kuiyu suddenly exerted pressure on the human world of the gods. Chunzi, Wugou, and Zhaodan Shenquan exerted their strength together to capture the body of the Emperor of Heaven. There was also Han Sui's reincarnation and Wuhun Zhuguangyin. The two springs used their strength to break the Emperor of Heaven's protective shield.

The Emperor of Heaven could only spit out the mist from heaven and release the wind spirit magic to resist Guanghan Lingxiao.

The hastily performed magic only slowed down the power of the Youyue Sword, but the Chunzi Sword still left a mark on the Emperor's cheek.

Gods and demons were all excited; this was the first time that the Emperor of Heaven had been stained with blood since the battle.

This sword shattered the Emperor of Heaven's fantasy of invincibility and brought hope to all gods and demons.