Misery mixed in the secluded world to be the devil king

Chapter 118 - The Beginning of Misfortune - The Beginning of All Evil

Inside Shenglong's mouth, everyone in Qingyangzi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw the evil god Baqi died and disappeared.

Nie Han, Zhao Shi Ming Deng and others also appeared one after another.

"Looks like the Dragon Slayer Sword can be saved!"

Nie Han sighed as he looked at the evil god of Baqi, who had vanished into ashes and smoke in the distant sky.

"Hahaha...!" Jianzi Xianji said with a faint smile, "It seems that I have let you down this time!"

"Yeah!" Nie Han said with joy and a little melancholy: "It seems that I have been busy in vain! Thank you for your hard work this time!"

Immediately, Jianzi Xianji said, "The invincible battle dragon that you and Zhaoshi Mingdeng built is really fierce!"

"The Taoist master is mighty!"

Amidst Huo Qingyun's cheers, everyone talked about the hardships and rewards of this battle.

However, Qingyangzi and Yiyeshu, who had won a big victory, had serious expressions on their faces.

The last manifestation of prison greed, although the evil god Baqi was dead, made the two feel suspicious and uneasy.

At the last moment, even though the Yuan Ling was destroyed, Baqi Cthulhu still had the power to escape.

He even killed Yi Ye Shu and Qing Yangzi together.

But at the last moment, as if giving up resistance, it made people doubt.

Immediately, the eight people from Gu Yuan and Nie Han and the others departed amidst cheers of victory.

And above the wilderness, King Ming of the evil prison ran hurriedly.

He rushed towards Shenglongkou at top speed, followed by Tan Wuyu and Yulijing, not daring to delay.

Just inside the holy dragon's mouth, when the war just ended.

Suddenly, eight colors of thunder shook the sky, and the aura of doom shrouded the sky and the earth in black and yellow.

Blood rained from the sky, and the balance between the heaven and the earth seemed to indicate that catastrophe was coming.

At this time, seven evil dragon spirits were seen hovering in the air, and finally merged into one.

"Hahaha, the time has come! It's now!"

In the laughing words of King Ming of Xie Prison, he strongly urged his body, and the evil power in his body was instantly drained, and he slapped it down with a palm.

It turned out that he carried himself in the coffin and shot it to Jiutian.

At the same time, in the extremely sky magic city, the prodigal son looked at the red rain all over the sky.

Sighing in his heart, he stepped out of the deep hall indifferently, stood on the peak that symbolized the power of the Demon City, and murmured:
"After all, Wei Meng failed to stop the catastrophe! Has you finally come?"

In the words, I saw two phantoms, which appeared and landed beside the prodigal son.

"This is... catastrophe is approaching?"

"That's right!" Looking at Emperor Zhongtian Yao who had regained his former light god body, the prodigal son said slowly, "The beginning of calamity—the beginning of all evil!"

Di Longyin looked at the prodigal son, and said leisurely: "You want to make a move?"

The prodigal son did not speak, his firm eyes already revealed everything.

Reminiscent of the things that the prodigal son arranged for him before, Zhongtian Yaodi slightly frowned and said: "You knew this earlier?"

"That's right! Baqi evil god can't die, but he must die! It's my plan to let Xiaomeng go through this, but now it seems that it is destiny!"

"I have merged with the magic vein, but this time I can't fight side by side with you!"

Emperor Zhongtian Yao didn't answer the words, he raised his hand, and the ultimate Underworld Emperor appeared instantly.

"Li Zhi's destiny has been exhausted, but now he can't make any more moves. Let the ultimate Emperor of the Underworld go with you on this trip!"

"Ha...!" The prodigal son smiled and said: "Thank you two friends! Help me protect the magic city, and wait for my triumphant return!"

Immediately afterwards, the figure of the prodigal son slowly dissipated and walked away into the distance.

At the same time, in the rain of blood covering the entire Central Plains, Huangru Wushang, who was recuperating and recovering from his injuries, was also induced and walked out of Haozheng Supreme Hall.

Looking at the haze in the distant sky, Huang Ru was extremely dark and dignified.

"The sky is raining blood, and there seems to be a huge force brewing in the distance, but it is different from the Eight Qi evil god? Looking at that direction, it should be Shenglongkou?"

Huang Ru Wushang thought for a moment, and then called Confucian scholars to inquire, only to find out.

Xiaru Wujing, Yulijing, Jing Tianhuai and others all went out.Fengru Mu Lingfeng agreed to Mo Zhaonu's appointment, and went to Shenglongkou to block the footsteps of Baqi evil god.

In the entire Defeng Ancient Road, only Jianzhiji stayed behind.

He couldn't help being angry and said: "These little guys are not guarding the house anymore! This girl Feng Ru is at Shenglong's mouth at this moment, there is no way, it seems that only I, an old man, have to go and see it! What a trouble!"

In the impatient words, Huangru Wushang stepped forward, his body turned into a streamer, and he also went to Shenglong's mouth.

And on the peak outside Shenglongkou, Tian Wu looked at the blood rain all over the sky and let out a hearty smile.

"Hahaha, is it finally here? I can't wait! Why are you still alive, Qingyangzi! Hurry up!"

Amidst the eerie laughter, Tian Wu slowly gathered his strength with the blood blade in his hand, waiting for the long-awaited moment to come.

In the southern region, Huo Yuzheng was on the throne.

Looking at the direction of the Central Plains with great interest, he secretly said in his heart: "It seems that the time is coming!"

At the same time, within the Immortal Gate of the Sea of ​​Clouds, in an unknown dark cave.

A gigantic cocoon that kept flashing with strange light gradually changed.

……

Inside the holy dragon's mouth, everyone from the Taoist sect who was about to celebrate the victory was sent away.

Looking at the rain of blood all over the sky in amazement, they were all shocked.

"Why did it suddenly rain blood, could it be...!"

In Jianzi Xianji's words, a page of paper leaked pain, and there was even a little worry in his eyes.

Immediately, he immediately asked concerned: "How is your injury? It seems that you are in great pain?"

Hearing this, everyone in Qingyangzi also looked at a page of the book.

"Using the power of blood darkness this time, my skill body is already less than [-]%, and there is even a power of karmic fire, which keeps burning my primordial spirit!"

"This...!" Qingyangzi frowned slightly, looked at the sky, and said, "But I can still persist!"

"No problem! Take a break, it should get better!"

After receiving a one-page reply, Jianzi Xianji and Qingyangzi felt relieved.

Jianzi Xianji, who is good at grasping people's emotions, looked at Qingyangzi and asked curiously: "Just now when everyone is celebrating, seeing you are affectionate and dignified, and you just won the victory. Do you have anything to worry about, Master Daoist?"

Qingyangzi felt uneasy, looked up at the sky, and slowly said: "All the time, the personality of the evil god Baqi has been displayed, except: Xiao, Tianhuizong, Yezhu, desire, greed, and the king of death are endless and dark. Royal!
If one personality corresponds to one dragon head, then the eight dragons gathered just now, and it can be confirmed that Baqi evil god has eight souls, so why did the last soul that was missing never show up? "

Huo Qingyun heard the words and said with a smile: "I heard that when the Baqi evil god attacked the Confucian sect, the Wujian Changan emperor had the spirit of two dragons. Maybe the eighth soul has never existed?"

"This..." Qingyangzi was still worried, and sighed, "I hope so!"

In the words, suddenly the wind and thunder moved together, and a huge magic coffin appeared above the mouth of the holy dragon.

Following that, the dissipated evil power of Baqi gathered in an instant.

Amidst the earthquake, the aura of doom reappeared.

Qingyangzi, who was wondering, felt bad when he saw such a situation.

"How could this be so! The Qi of the seven evil dragons have merged into one!"

Jianzi Xianji looked at the magic coffin that suddenly appeared, and exclaimed.

At the same time, Ye Yishu did not hesitate, and immediately suppressed the injuries in his body, concentrated his attention on guard, and said solemnly: "What a powerful strength!"

Just when everyone was astonished, they were shocked to see the magic coffin, carrying infinite coercion, falling from the sky.

Immediately, there was an explosion!
According to the rumors, the nightmare of the gods, the calamity of the God of Destruction that has been rumored for thousands of years, came here.

The same face, different aura, the extreme power of darkness, enveloped the four fields, and the gods cursed the Inca body.

Hungry God, the God of Destruction, just came into the world, suffering from six realms and three realms. He was deeply affected, and the bloody wind caused the three realms to be out of balance, and the world was filled with sorrow.

"You are the real Eight Qi evil god?"

Knowing that the person in front of him is terrifying, Qing Yangzi has already exhausted all his strength. In the Taoist sect, no one can resist the demon in front of him. Without hesitation, he stands in front of everyone and protects everyone behind him.

"The beginning of calamity—the beginning of all evil!"

The first word in this world, the God of Destruction raised his hand slightly, the evil power gathered, and the rain of blood turned into endless swords, scouring thousands of miles around.

Seeing such a situation, Jianzi Xianji immediately exclaimed to Huo Qingyun and other people from the Taoist sect: "Hurry up!"

When the words fell, Dao Yuan moved, transforming Yin and Yang into Tai Chi, Qingyangzi saw this, and also raised the few Dao Yuan, cooperated with Jianzi Xianji, blocked the blood rain and sharp arrows, and sought escape opportunities for everyone.

However, he is a more terrifying strength and a colder God of Destruction than Yaqi Cthulhu.

An evil light flashed through his eyes, and the power of blood rain and sharp arrows increased several times in an instant.

The protection of Jianzi Xianji and Qingyangzi and others was instantly shattered.

In an instant, blood flowed into rivers, corpses littered the field, and the mouth of the holy dragon was reduced to a blood-colored hell.

Only a few people, with good strength, managed to escape, even so, all of them were seriously injured!
"Before God—there is nothingness!"

The cold sigh, behind the God of Destruction, the giant dragon body of the evil god of Yaqi reappeared, and then the moves of the gods reappeared in the world, and it was the most destructive light of the evil god of killing gods!
"Danger!"

Knowing the power of this move, Qingyangzi didn't hesitate to use his Kowloon shirt to stand up and block it.

"Nine Dragons Roaring to the Sky!"

I saw the God of Destruction, holding it with one hand, and the life-threatening death light emitted, breaking the sky and destroying the earth!
The move that used to contend with the evil god of Baqi was actually vulnerable and defeated in an instant.

Immediately, in a radius of thousands of miles, people and animals were wiped out.

The scene of death at the end of the day, mourning is everywhere, and there is a dead silence after the misfortune.

The one-page book and the fairy trace of Jianzi, who were already seriously injured, were severely injured in an instant. No matter how hard they were to support themselves, they fell to the ground one after another.

But Qingyangzi, who was facing the attack of the God of Destruction, saw that the impenetrable Nine Dragons shirt was covered with numerous cracks after the forceful move, and collapse was imminent.

Exhausted, with serious injuries, everyone in Qingyangzi is in danger, and death is imminent.

Seeing the situation taking a turn for the worse, Qing Yangzi's heart trembled, and he made a decision.

"Jianzi quickly take Brahma and the others away!" Qingyangzi said to Jianzi Xianji who was the least injured at this time.

Immediately, he stepped forward and faced the disaster of the God of Destruction.

"Qingyangzi..."

He wanted to stop him, but Qingyangzi, who was already enlightened, said solemnly without turning his head: "This place is the Holy Dragon's Mouth, and it is the world under Qingyangzi's hands. It cannot be attributed to this!"

"This...!" Jianzi Xianji wanted to persuade, but he also knew that this was the only life in front of him, hesitating with a page of books and Huo Qingyun, who was seriously injured, and immediately fled to the periphery of the battlefield.

The dragon brain Qingyangzi stood up to block the barrier, facing the threat of death without fear.

"Daowei Tianxia - Nine Dragons Return to Heaven!"

A blow that spared no effort, came out in a mighty manner, and it was a move that urged the Holy Dragon to strengthen its power and attack the God of Destruction.

But seeing that the God of Destruction is as immovable as a mountain, he turns a blind eye, the God of Destruction is shrouded in heaven, and the air of the eight evil dragons circulates, unexpectedly easily blocking Qingyangzi's move.

"Why do you want to destroy your own country?"

Having just joined the WTO, looking at Qingyangzi who was calmly facing life and death in the face of danger, the God of Destruction asked puzzledly.

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, Qingyangzi said resolutely: "I create it, and I should also destroy it!"

"Ha! Bow your knees!"

With a sneer, the God of Destruction raised his finger, and the evil power came out instantly.

Qingyangzi, who was already exhausted and seriously injured, had no strength to fight back.

The Kowloon shirt shattered in an instant, and the evil force passed through his body.

vomit……

A mouthful of blood spewed out, Qingyangzi's body swayed to the limit.

"Hahaha...! God appreciates your ambition!"

Joking words, treating everything in front of him as a plaything, the God of Destruction pointed at Qingyangzi playfully and said.

"You... are not worthy... to be called a god!"

With an unshakable determination, Qingyangzi will not change his arrogance even though he is at the end of his life.

Take a breath so that you don't fall down.

"Hahaha……!"

Amidst the evil laughter, the God of Destruction stepped forward.

Facing the death test, Qingyangzi slowly closed his eyes.

"Close your eyes! Can you get redemption?"

The sound so close at hand made Qingyangzi's unshakable body tremble slightly.

It's not fear, it's not hesitation.It's the resentment and anger at not succeeding in breaking the evil!
"In my eyes, I never expect miracles!"

"Dragon brain Qingyangzi, you are the same as Tan Wuyu, you are God's chosen one, can you receive grace! Get lost on the Santu River!"

In the words, the God of Destruction turned around and left, leaving the dragon brain alone in the wind, standing tall and straight.

Looking at his back in the distance, Qingyangzi murmured: "Although Qingyangzi is dead, the spirit of Taoism will never die! In the future, you will definitely die!"

Looking at the streamer coming from the distant sky, Qingyangzi said leisurely: "The sun, moon, mountains and rivers will always be there! Qingyangzi is one step ahead, gentlemen, go slowly!"

A gust of wind blew by, and Qingyangzi's body was like dust, and disappeared with the wind, leaving only the yin and yang fan fluttering in the wind.

It seems to be telling its master, his lifelong aspirations, he does not want to stop, he does not want to be silent!
Outside the holy dragon's mouth, Jianzi Xianji rushed with Huo Qingyun and a page of books.

At this time, he saw an evil shadow coming with the wind, blocking his way.

"Long time no see!"

"How is it possible?" Jianzi Xianji looked at the God of Destruction disaster in disbelief, and a bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart, and he said in astonishment: "Could it be that Qingyangzi...!"

"It seems that the time he won is too little!"

"Hmph!" With the God of Destruction in front, Qingyangzi must have been in an accident. Even though Jianzi Xianji was seriously injured, he would not change his peak demeanor!He said boldly: "Today, Jianzi's fairy trail must be accompanied by his life!"

The God of Destruction sighed puzzledly: "Why! You still have to choose to struggle!"

At this moment, I saw the domineering devilish energy surging in the distant sky, and then a stream of light, like a meteor from the nine heavens, directly attacked Baqi evil god.

The eight dragon gods, Tianhu, opened in an instant, and in the collision, the God of Destruction turned out to be a person whose body moved slightly, and his face showed surprise.

Raise your hand and send out a wave of evil force, defeating the attack.

"This is... the legendary ultimate Underworld Emperor!"

Jianzi Xianji looked at the weapons in front of him that were defeated by the God of Destruction, and said in amazement.

At this time, I heard the shocking words again, which came from the Nine Heavens.

"That's right, it's really the ultimate Underworld Emperor!"

In the words, I saw an unrestrained and unrestrained figure, stepping on the darkness, with a heart toward the light.

Between the birth and death of the infinite world around him, the extreme power of heaven and earth is aroused, and the Xuanhuang is disturbed.

The heavens and the earth are terrified, the sun and the moon are shining together, and accompanied by the title of poetry, they descend from the world.

"The sky bends its knees, the earth bows its head, and the world perishes with only one hand. God can't help, saints can only kill, and before the devil's wings, it's all a lie."

The moment it landed, the Ultimate Underworld Emperor seemed to sense it, and instantly got started.

The underworld emperor's divine soldiers instantly split up, surrounding the prodigal son.

Pointing the spear obliquely, the prodigal son said lightly: "You are finally limited to the world! God of destruction!"

And above the peak in the distance, Tian Wu, who had been watching the battle, saw Qingyangzi's Nine Dragons shirt being torn.

When the body died and the dao disappeared, the power of the nine dragons in the dust world burst out from Qingyangzi's body in an instant.

The direction of the destroyed leylines of Xunsheng Longkou ran to the distance.

Without hesitation, take action immediately.

The Bloody Prison Dragon Slash waved, and the dragon energy in his body surged in an instant, and he used the dragon to lure the dragon.

Forcibly lock the power of the three Kowloons, and they will be collected soon.

Seeing the appearance of the prodigal son at this moment, his heart shuddered, and he immediately withdrew his hands and put away the three dragon qi.

Her breath was kept to a minimum, lest she would be noticed by the prodigal son, and she looked in the direction of the prodigal son, but there was a hint of surprise!
"He turned out to be a bit stronger than before!"

Puzzled, unbelievable anger filled my heart.

Clenching his fists tightly, he couldn't understand why he tried so hard to improve himself, but still couldn't stand shoulder to shoulder with the prodigal son.

The mood is also getting colder and colder!
In the depths of his mind, several runes flashed.

The prodigal son, who was confronting the God of Destruction, subconsciously looked in the direction of Tian Wu.

Seeing this situation, Tian Wu immediately broke out in a cold sweat, not daring to stay any longer, and immediately retreated quietly.

And outside the Holy Dragon's mouth, the God of Destruction looked at the prodigal son with great interest.

Appreciated: "You are the Yuanzu Mozun, and you are able to embark on the path of the ancient gods and men, you are really not bad!"

"Ha!" The prodigal son smiled coldly, and replied lightly: "You are very good, you need to say it! Today, I saved these people! Do you have any opinions?"

"Overestimating one's abilities! Hmph!" God of Destruction snorted coldly and replied: "Just because you have not yet reached the peak, you are not qualified to save the person that God wants to kill!"

At this time, I was shocked to see the Nine Heavens Galaxy vibrate, and a heroic and casual voice came.

"Are you qualified? Then what if I, an old man, are added!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the Confucian emperor was supreme, and the Confucian school was full of righteousness and righteousness, descending from the nine heavens.

"The eight directions are the only respect, the dragons bow their heads, and the emperor is supreme."

In the poem, Emperor Confucianism appeared supremely, and landed not far from the prodigal son.

"Boy! Don't mind teaming up with me, an old man, and kill this reptile!"

Obviously, Emperor Confucianism is supreme is said to the prodigal son.

But even though this was the heartfelt voice of the prodigal son, the corner of the prodigal son's mouth twitched when he said it so bluntly.

"Hahaha! Emperor Confucianism and Yuanzu Mozun, a good combination! But you want to kill a god! Not enough qualifications! Let's be buried here today!"

(End of this chapter)