Journey to the West: Heavenly Creation

Chapter 133

"It doesn't matter, let's fight off the Demon Slayer Patriarch first!"

The little sapling turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared, and the layman Jingxuan and the Yaohuang had already reached the distance.

Only Sanzang and the others were left, their backs staring up in the distance.

……

Above the sky, the flower wheel reappeared.

Under the reflection of the flower wheel, the figure of the Demon Emperor is also tall and majestic, occupying a part of time and space, exuding an ancient and distant atmosphere.

The situation of the opponent has been ascertained, in addition to the Xiran giant and Xuanwu, there is also Emperor Zhenwu who has turned into the ancestor of the devil.

And the Wudang Mountain he controlled seemed to have also been refined into a peerless magic weapon, exerting powerful power.

But the one who really made Demon King Jingxuan fearful was the identity of Zhenwu Great Emperor's identity as the patriarch of demon suppression.

Driving Wudang Mountain across the sky, waiting for Ruo to move to his dojo, it is also a proof of identity.

The patriarch who swayed demons, swayed all the demons in the world.

As for being orthodox, he is qualified to be blessed by heavenly luck. Emperor Zhenwu wants to guide Tianyi to stand on his side as the patriarch of eliminating demons.

"Unfortunately, you are doomed to fail today!"

Layman Jingxuan raised his arms towards the sky, and the short green tree core blade was struck by countless lightning strikes.

However, it was not destroyed, but instead guided the falling thunder towards the direction of the Xiran giant.

Immediately afterwards, the Demon Emperor swung the flower wheel and rushed towards Xuanwu head-on, as if throwing himself into a trap, and was swept by the huge snake tail.

Xuanwu succeeded in one blow, and out of the snake's instinct, he circled and entwined, tightly strangled the demon emperor Wang Jingxuan, and launched the strangulation technique.

"boom!"

The Xiran giant was in the sky, dizzy by the torrential thunderstorm, his upper body was shattered together with his head, and dust fell all over the place.

Although the basalt giant snake succeeded, layman Jingxuan used a short tree-core blade to cling to his body, cut it in the opposite direction, and broke a section of the snake's body.

This is a tactic of dying and reviving. With the help of the powerful defense of the invincible flower and the longevity tree armor, as long as you withstand the giant snake's strangulation and break the snake's belly with the tree blade, the Xuanwu giant snake must die first.

Facts have proved that Layman Jingxuan's strategy is successful.

The Xiran giant couldn't recover for a while, and was entangled with Xuanwu, which made Emperor Zhenwu be cautious and dare not release too strong killing moves.

The basalt giant snake suffered from pain in its abdomen, but it strangled it tighter. The tree blade pierced its chest and abdomen, and the opening became bigger and bigger. The black snake blood dripped down, and was absorbed by the demon king's tree body.

All of a sudden, the basalt giant tortoise became more and more exhausted, and let out a mournful roar in mid-air.

The sound surpassed thunder and resounded thousands of miles.

"Zhenwu, since you want to slay demons and eliminate demons, is Xuanwu a demon? You want to be recognized by the Dao of Heaven, why don't you also kill Xuanwu to prove your Dao heart?"

Layman Jingxuan came up with a plan to slaughter the snake first, and then put out words of condemnation.

Hearing this, Emperor Zhenwu was startled and angry, his face trembled, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

After thinking about it for a moment, the killing intent was suddenly released. The Devil-Breaking Sword was shining for hundreds of miles, and it swept across the sky. At the same time, it said in a hateful voice:

"As you wish!"

As soon as the words came out, the sword light had arrived.

It was bitterly cold, and the Xuanwu blood was splashed everywhere like waves.

A desperate wail came out of his mouth.

This sword actually passed through Xuanwu's body, and came out from the body of Demon Emperor Wang Jingxuan.

With just one sword, the Demon Emperor and Xuanwu were nailed together.

Lightning thundered all over the field, rain of blood poured down, and the sky was in turmoil for a moment.

Layman Jingxuan himself was also stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Zhenwu to be so decisive that he would rather sacrifice Xuanwu than kill himself and the Yaohuang.

After all, this calculation was a loss.

The Yaohuang was seriously injured, and even the spiritual thoughts of Layman Jingxuan were in a trance for a while.

While the world was in turmoil, the Great Emperor Zhenwu came out again, and the Devil-Breaking Sword stirred, shattering Xuanwu's body and cutting the Demon Emperor's body in two.

brush~
With a flash of light, an invincible flower is extinguished.

The body of Demon Emperor Wang Jingxuan condensed again hundreds of meters away.

The three endings triggered by the one-gas transformation bound the two of them tightly together. Unless they broke through three rounds in a row, they would not be able to separate until death.

"retreat!"

Seeing that Emperor Zhenwu attacked again, Layman Jingxuan retreated decisively.

This time, they withdrew three hundred feet.

Emperor Zhenwu's blow missed, and the sword light almost swept across Yaohuang's body.

Immediately afterwards, Layman Jingxuan retreated continuously.

Or hundreds of feet, or thousands of feet, the distance varies, every time they dodge Zhenwu Emperor's attack appropriately, but they neither fight back nor give way.

Emperor Zhenwu missed the sword several times in a row, his heart was on fire, and he was also faintly puzzled,

What the hell is the other party trying to do with such a way?
This question also flashed in the demon emperor's mind. Although she was docile, she didn't bother to back down. Just as she was about to ask the question, Layman Jingxuan gave an explanation in due course:
"This is a trick of suspicion. Emperor Zhenwu must be irritable if he misses one after another. At the same time, he will also suspect that we have plots. But God's will, how can he allow him to doubt? If he loses his purity, he will only get farther and farther away from the way of heaven!"

"Are you really just a little angel of the human race?"

While admiring, the Demon Emperor couldn't hide his doubts.

After all, Layman Jingxuan's understanding of Tianji puts even a ten thousand-year-old demon emperor ashamed of herself.

The two took another step back, meandering and turning, they had already arrived at the southwest border of Beiju Luzhou.

At this time, Emperor Zhenwu also started to fight back. With a turn of the sword light, he did not slash at the Demon Emperor, but struck downwards. Pointing at the point of the sword, he picked out a figure from the ground,

"It's Curse Night!"

The Demon Emperor was taken aback, his body froze, and he stood there in a daze for an instant.

Wuming Ye, Cursing Ye, Wangxing Ye, Lihun Ye, Ye Crying, Yemeng, and Yeming are the seven ghost kings under the demon throne, collectively known as the Seven Night Ghosts.

Accompanying the Demon King for thousands of years, in the battle against Emperor Zhenwu, all the other Demon Kings were completely lost. This is also the last remaining team of the Demon King.

Right now, he was stabbed by Zhenwu Emperor's Demon-Breaking Sword, and there was a dazzling flame on his body. He was about to be wiped out, but he couldn't make a sound. He could only wave his arms desperately, as if he had a lot to say to the Demon Emperor.

Tears fell involuntarily from the demon emperor's eyes.

"If you dare to retreat again, this emperor will make Qiyegui disappear in smoke!"

Emperor Zhenwu was murderous, and this evolution of time and space brought out the determination and ruthlessness in his character to the fullest.

"retreat!"

Emperor Zhenwu made another surprise attack with his sword.

In his opinion, the Demon Emperor values ​​love and righteousness, even if he can keep calm, his movements will be a little slower, and he is destined to be unable to avoid this sword.

But unexpectedly, the Demon Emperor Wang Jingxuan was not slow at all.

As if he had expected this sword attack a long time ago, he not only dodged the attack, but also sneaked several hundred feet to the center of Beiju Luzhou.

"Don't be soft-hearted!"

Layman Jingxuan turned a blind eye to Qiyegui's sacrifice.

The heavier the blood, the more you must keep calm.

If the Demon Emperor is restrained this time, he will never be able to stand up in this battle.

"Think about the tree clan in Luzhou in Beiju, is the Demon Emperor going to give up the entire clan for the sake of seven subordinates?"

These words were like an ice pick, piercing into the heart of the Demon Emperor Longhua.

The bodies of the two flickered, and they quickly returned to the center of Beiju Luzhou.

In the process, ghost kings died tragically one after another.

Finally, Emperor Zhenwu set his sights on Sanzang and the others.

Realizing that it is not the demon emperor but the little tree demon who is in the dominant position, he is ready to pick on the little tree demon's weakness.

The sword light flashed for a moment, and came in front of Sanzang and Bajie.

But only one phantom was punctured, and the space fell like a shattered mirror.

In the mirror image, Sanzang sneered and helped Lay Jingxuan complete the fatal blow:
"Leave the Demon Emperor alone, but do the deed of slaughtering weaklings. You are worthy of the name of the Patriarch of Smite Demons!"

You are ashamed of the name of the Patriarch of Smite Demons!
These words hit Emperor Zhenwu, and made him suddenly realize and regret for a moment.

In this time and space, his killing intent has the upper hand, which is the opposite of the clean and indifferent in the previous time and space.

"what!"

With a roar, the ancestor of the devil shattered the Taoist crown, his long hair fluttered, and he looked crazy.

Vigorously swinging the giant mountain under his feet, he rushed towards the direction of the Demon Emperor Wang Jingxuan.

For a moment the sky brightened.

A giant flower filled his field of vision.

"God's will is flawless, but your heart has been covered with dust. The title of Patriarch of Smite Demons will be taken away from now on!"

The sky suddenly appeared, and after the light, a green tree blade hovered over, exploded abruptly, and turned into countless fragments.

(End of this chapter)