Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 1747 Goodbye Ji Yuechan

"The old bald donkey wants to die!"

In the distance, on the huge altar of white bones, a black shadow rushed up like a ghost, turned into billowing black mist and swept across the sky, and collided fiercely with Monk Jingde's giant palm of Buddha light.

During this process, the golden palm of the Buddha's light and the overwhelming black mist are in the same situation as water and fire, and they clash fiercely. This is the duel between the two great supernatural powers of the Buddha and the devil, and it is also a head-on confrontation between good and evil. A little aftermath can destroy everything , shattering the void.

If it weren't for the incomparable solidity of the world and the terrifying blood, it might have collapsed on the spot. Even so, the blood mist that filled the sky was dispersed by two forces, and the whole world was trembling with gusts of wind.

"Amitabha!"

Monk Jingde clasped his hands together, with a solemn appearance, and a golden bell flew out of the air. The golden bell was hundreds of feet in size, and the whole body was shining with golden light.

That Zen sound is vast and boundless, and the lingering sound is endless. It contains a kind of great compassion, great wisdom, and great virtue, which is enough to kill evil and demons.

"What a powerful Buddhist and Taoist supernatural power!"

Yang Xuan took a deep breath and couldn't help but marvel, this Jingde monk is worthy of being the patriarch of the Buddhist sect who has cultivated for endless years, and his Buddhist and Taoist supernatural powers are extremely powerful, no wonder Ku Taoist is unwilling to kowtow to him.

"This is the six-character mantra of Buddhism, left by the Buddha of the Western Heaven, and it is naturally powerful." Ku Taoist said in a deep voice.

"It's really a six-character mantra!"

Yang Xuandao, he has practiced the six-character mantra of the Buddha of the Western Paradise, and the six-character mantra is the most orthodox Buddhist six-character mantra. However, Monk Jingde obviously only mastered one of the six-character mantras—the Om mantra !

"Converting things with mantras and suppressing demons with gold bells are really against the sky. At least I am far from being able to do it now."

Thinking of this, Yang Xuan had to admire Monk Jingde.

"break!"

At this moment, a cold snort came out of the billowing black mist, and then the black mist swelled wildly, turning into a ferocious demon god with a first-born one-horned horn.

The demon god was tall, with a mouth but no eyes, a huge black mouth opened, and a sudden suction force was emitted from it, swallowing the entire golden bell at once, but it didn't take long for the demon god transformed by the black mist to explode. Broken.

At the same time, Admiralty also disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.

"This is the dark mist..."

Monk Jingde narrowed his eyes, and blurted out: "Your Excellency is the Shadow Demon God among the Eight Underworld Gods?"

Legend has it that the Shadow Demon God, with a ghostly body, is very good at concealment and assassination, and also masters a terrible magic mist. This magic mist is the dark mist, which can easily corrode all energy in the world.

"It's this demon, old bald donkey. If you dare to destroy my ancestor's resurrection plan, you will never leave this place today."

A figure shrouded in black light appeared in the void in the distance. Although its face could not be seen clearly, its body was extremely tall, like an evil god and demon.

Obviously, that is the Shadow Demon God. In terms of strength, he can rank in the forefront among the eight gods of the underworld, and he is extremely tyrannical.

"Shadow Demon God?"

Yang Xuan raised his eyebrows, and looked curiously at the Taoist Ku beside him, "Senior, do you know how many gods of the underworld there are among the eight gods?"

"The Eight Gods of the Underworld, also known as the Eight Demon Gods, are Nether, Scorpion God, Snake God, Dragon God, Fire God, Troll God, Shadow Demon God, and the last Dark God."

Ku Dao said humanely, and while he was speaking, several figures appeared one after another beside the Shadow Demon God, among them were the Nether, the Scorpion God, the Snake God Wanwan, and the Dragon God Vulcan that Yang Xuan had seen before.

As for the giant demon god, he had already died in Yang Xuan's hands, and even his flesh and blood had been swallowed by Yang Xuan, so it was naturally impossible for him to appear here.

"Aren't there eight Gods of the Underworld, why only seven came?" Dijun Yaozu whispered, seemingly puzzled.

"It is rumored that the giant demon god was suppressed by the two patriarchs Yuanshi and Taixu of Daxuan under the Demon Suppressing Pagoda in the ancestral land of Daxuan Heavenly Dao Sect. Now I am afraid that he has been refined into fly ash by the Demon Suppressing Tower."

Ku Taoist thought for a while.

"The troll god is indeed dead, he died under the Daomen Town Demon Tower, and the person who killed him was the junior."

Yang Xuandao.

"You killed the Troll God?!"

Ku Taoist and Emperor Jun Yaozu were shocked when they heard the words.

"The troll god has been suppressed for a long time, and there is only a wisp of remnant soul left, which can't exert the power of its heyday at all. In addition, there is a Taoist senior to help, so the younger generation can kill him in one fell swoop."

Yang Xuan explained.

"So it is."

Emperor Jun Yaozu was stunned, but his heart was still hard to calm down. Although Yang Xuan said it was easy, he was an ancient eight-part underworld god after all. Even if there was only a remnant soul left, it was by no means easy to deal with.

"The ancestor's demon heart is awakening soon, and he must not be disturbed by others. Let's do it together and kill!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded, and Yang Xuanxun looked around, and saw a giant standing in front of the gods at a glance. The light around the giant was distorted, and the whole person was shrouded in heavy darkness, just like a dark mansion, full of breath. It is more than a chip stronger than other gods of the underworld.

"That is the God of Darkness. He is also the ancestor god of the Dark Clan. He has mastered the power of darkness. He is the oldest and most powerful existence of the Ming Clan. Even the old man dare not say that he is sure of victory."

Ku Tao said humanely, he looked at Yang Xuan again after speaking, and said: "Be careful yourself, when the big war breaks out, even the old man may not be able to protect you."

"Senior, don't worry, the junior will pay attention."

Yang Xuandao, he has refined a drop of the divine blood of Emperor Jun Yaozu, and his blood has been greatly strengthened, so he is confident that he can save his life.

"kill!"

In the distance, following the order of the dark god, all the gods of the underworld moved. The eight gods of the underworld were born to be the most loyal guards of the dark ancestors, and they would never allow any outsiders to prevent the resurrection of the ancestors.

Boom boom boom! ! !
The battle broke out in an instant, among them, the dark god was the fastest, and he met Monk Jingde as soon as he came up, and the other underworld gods also fought together with Ku Taoist, Emperor Jun Yaozu, and the silver-haired old woman.

During this period, Yang Xuan had withdrawn and retreated without the slightest intention of participating in the battle. At the same time, the divine master of the protoss also retreated quickly, and even faintly approached Yang Xuan.

"That bastard."

Yang Xuan cursed secretly, just as he was about to use the Underworld Battle Body to escape, he saw countless flower petals suddenly descending from the sky, and then a treasure ship bathed in colorful petals descended from the sky, the treasure ship was hundreds of feet long, covered with many expressionless glamorous woman.

Each woman, with cold eyes and no emotion, is like a puppet, standing in front of the treasure ship, and at the back of the treasure ship, there is a pink sedan chair carried by several glamorous women .

"That is……"

Yang Xuan raised his head and looked up, trembling all over his body, his eyes were completely fixed on a cold and beautiful woman, that woman was wearing a pink dress, although her eyes were dull, her appearance was absolutely beautiful, she had been away for a long time, and was Ji Yuechan who planted the Red Dust Lotus Seed.

(End of this chapter)