martial arts mythology system

Chapter 247
Marakash is an old man.

This is his own positioning of himself. Having experienced two wars between monsters and monsters, Mo Luoshashi has a considerable understanding of people and monsters, and also has considerable prestige.

It's just that as the monster race gradually weakened, the prestige of Moluoshashi gradually couldn't suppress the two races of humans and demons.

So Mo Luoshashi planned a shocking deed, but it was a pity that he failed in the end, and he was also suppressed in the underground of Yunchendu.

Fortunately, Marakshashi is a monster that controls dreams and reality, and can hardly be killed. Even long-term suppression can't cause more damage to him, but it just makes him fall into a dormant state.

After a long period of dormancy, the breakage of Yundu Yongzhen's seal revived Mo Luoshashi, and slowly rushed out of the seal in the form of billowing demonic energy.

At the same time, Marashash's innate ability was activated, pulling people in the entire city into this fantasy realm between reality and dreams.

Marashash, who had attracted tens of thousands of people, stretched tiredly, lowered his arms, and was blocked by the colorful flies, but they still slapped him casually.

Just when Marakshashi wanted to quickly pull out the main body of the magic energy in the seal, another group of flies came up.

These human beings named warriors attacked themselves with all kinds of tough palms, although except for the few relatively strong flies
It would not cause any harm to himself, but this kind of symbolic insult made Marashash, the demon emperor, angry.

Anyway, I'm also a majestic monster, what do you mean by greeting my face when you come up?
The angry Moluoshashi began to erupt his terrifying magic energy, which caused the entire dream space to vibrate.

The martial arts masters flying in the sky were forced to retreat by the black magic energy.

The masters of the middle and third ranks have all come under very oppressive pressure.The three third-rank warriors who participated in the siege also felt very stressed.

Lu Xiaofeng dodged back, dodging a shock wave of demon energy, and said to the loli version of Wu Xingyun who was floating in the air with bare feet beside him:

"This guy is constantly absorbing magic energy to become stronger. We must find a way to weaken him quickly, otherwise we may all have to become his snacks later..."

Wu Xingyun stabilized his figure in the air, facing the black shock wave from the impact, he adopted much more aggressive measures than Lu Xiaofeng, and chose to smash it directly with the palm force of "Tianshan Six Sun Palms".

Wu Xingyun, who was dressed in white, sounded a little annoyed:
"'Nonsense! Who doesn't know the truth, the question is how to deal with this guy..."

Another third-rank Daoist martial artist with white beard and hair who rose from the crowd in Yunchendu floated aside and said:
"In my opinion, it's better to find a way to break this illusory space first, at least it can find a way to survive for the people of Yunchendu."

Wu Xingyun glanced at the old man angrily, and asked, "How?"

The old man looked at the cloud of strong magic energy being absorbed by Marashash in the sky, frowned and said:

"These blazing demonic energy is not only the body of Marashash, but also the foundation of his influence in the present world. If we attack it, it will definitely have an effect."

Wu Xingyun and Lu Xiaofeng looked at each other and chose to agree with the old man.

The three of them worked together in an instant, and blasted three pillars of true energy into the demonic energy in the sky.

The entire ocean of magic energy was impacted by the martial artist's true energy and began to riot, and Mo Luoshashi's behavior of absorbing magic energy to restore his cultivation was also affected.

The thin Taoist dressed plainly, looked at the restless demonic energy in front of him, and frowned:
"No, someone took away the [Miedu Sword Formation Map] that suppressed [Yundu Yongzhen]! The artifact must be retrieved immediately, otherwise no one will be able to stop the recovery of this demon!"

Wu Xingyun's violent temper was completely irritated, his eyes searched the ground below,

"Where's that group of stinky Taoist priests from the Tao of Absolute Beginning? They must have taken away the 【Miedu Sword Formation Diagram】!"

Coincidentally, Wu Xingyun happened to see the group of Taichu Taoists gathered together, and a Taoist who had just fought against him was carrying a scroll exuding the aura of a god on his back.

Finding that Wu Xingyun was looking at his group, the Taoist even waved his hand as a gesture of goodbye.

Can't hear the sound, but the mouth shape should be... "Farewell".

Blue dreamy butterflies fluttered, and Taichu Dao and his party escaped from the dream space of Marakshashi in the dream butterfly's package...

"Those rats!? How did they escape?"

Wu Xingyun cursed loudly.

The thin old man explained on the side:

"This is the unique Dream Butterfly Escape of my Daoist sect. It can travel back and forth in real dreams. The group of evil ways of the Absolute Beginning Dao must have been planning for today for a long time."

Lu Xiaofeng still had the time to joke around:

"Hey, it's such a misfortune for the Daoist sect to be out of this group of abnormal ones~"

The thin old man also came from the Daoist sect, looked at the berserk Marakshashi in front of him, and said with a wry smile:

"As a member of the Daoist sect, I still feel that my luck is bad~"

Following the voice of the old man, Mo Luoshashi absorbed more and more magic energy from the cloud of magic energy, and gradually began to release violent shock waves of magic energy.

And these powerful shock waves are also transmitted to the ground, extending from the huge body of Marakshashi, densely packed like cracks on the ground caused by a magnitude [-] earthquake.

The terrifying huge cracks opened rapidly, chasing after the fleeing crowd.

The people at the end of the escape began to fall into the abyss.

The warriors flying in the air tried their best to stop Marashash from releasing his magic energy, but the increasingly powerful Marashash was hard to stop.

The Xiao family, Su family, and other aristocratic sects that were fighting had already stopped fighting, and started fleeing for their lives in various places.

At this moment, there is no difference between a warrior and a commoner in front of a truly powerful monster.

Falling through the cracks is death.

Being bombarded by magic energy is death!
On the vast dreamland plain, tens of thousands of people are crying and fleeing.

Despair grows...

In the midst of this despair, I only heard the sound of a mighty and clear poem:

"Entering the rivers and lakes, walking in the world of mortals, a person alone, a sword screaming alone, traveling thousands of miles, laughing at ambition, sighing and asking a sword, a madman."

The voice is indifferent and lonely, and the verses are wild and proud.

A long sword of mottled bronze pierced through the black dream space, and a lonely swordsman with white hair and black clothes slowly stepped in from outside the dream.

Carrying the fire of kindness and hatred, the sword produces the fruit of death.

The one who came—Qian Jian Guming.

Under the scene of the end of the world, the arrival of the white-haired swordsman is like a god saving the world, attracting hundreds of thousands of eyes from the broken wasteland.

Gu Ming, who was incarnated by Han Feng, was indifferent and speechless. He stepped in the air and came straight to the huge body of Moluoshashi, and said to the warriors who tried their best to stop the demon:

"Leave it to me here, and you go take care of the people."

Wu Xingyun and Lu Xiaofeng recognized it, and the others could sense Wenjian Guming's cultivation which was close to the peak of acquired martial arts, and retreated one after another.

Mo Luoshashi didn't intend to fight with the warriors. Seeing that the crowd stopped blocking him, he continued to absorb magic energy and destroy the seal of [Yundu Yongzhen] that suppressed him.

Wenjian Guming didn't have any more words, but just raised the [Guming Sword] in his hand.

The gigantic bronze giant sword pointed directly at the body of the huge monster, the sword edge screamed, and the black death power was mixed in the sword light.

The huge sword glow tens of feet in length moved with the sword edge of Guming Wenjian.

It came to kill the terrifying body of Moluoshashi.

"Jian Guming!"

(End of this chapter)