Misery mixed in the secluded world to be the devil king

Chapter 120 Tairuo Mountain Sword and Ji Wuxia
In the Demonic City of Extreme Heaven, the space channel was suddenly opened.

The prodigal son and the emperor's Confucianism emerged in light.

Looking at the silent and uninhabited magic city in front of him, Huang Ru Wushang couldn't help being puzzled.

"Before I heard that this city is prosperous and prosperous, and the two races of humans and demons live in peace.

I never wanted to experience a catastrophe, but it has become what I am today!

Floating the prodigal son while exercising his body, suppressing the restless Qi in his body.

One side said: "Glory has always been built on waste. Baqi evil god destroyed my Youmo lineage, but a single spark can start a prairie fire. I am here in Youmo, and so is Demon City!"

Thinking deeply about the prodigal son's words, Huang Ru had some appreciation for the demon in front of him.

This martial arts world has never lacked strong men, let alone geniuses.

But most people, after failure, are unable to stand up again, and being able to stand up again by themselves will be such a legend!

Under the leadership of the prodigal son, the two came to the Extreme Heaven Demon Palace.

In such a huge city, only the Empress Wu Jiang and the Empress Jiejin stayed behind.

After explaining to the two of them and preparing the drinks, in the magic hall, the prodigal son himself is the supreme emperor!
After exchanging pleasantries, most of the wine has already been drunk.

Huang Ru Wushang looked at the prodigal son with a slightly ruddy complexion, and said curiously: "At first I thought you were hit hard by disaster, but now it seems that it is not the case!"

It's just acting, and it's aimed at Misfortune alone.

Although there is still a gap in strength compared to God of Destruction Misfortune.But it's so easy to take down the prodigal son with just one move.

He raised his wine glass, took a sip, and said to the prodigal son: "Baqi evil god, eight heads and seven souls, I don't believe there are extra heads! This trip to stop the disaster is on the one hand to preserve the strength of the Central Plains, on the other hand It is also to test how big the gap is between Misfortune and Baqi Cthulhu!"

In the words, Huangru could hear that whether it was the evil god of Baqi or the god of destruction, the prodigal son seemed to be very familiar with them in his words, which made Huangru feel puzzled.

But everyone has their own secrets, aside from the prodigal son, it is not good for Huang Ru to ask directly, after all, the two are not familiar with each other!
"You fought against it, what's the conclusion?"

Thinking of Baqi evil god, Huang Ru's teeth itch with hatred.

The foundation of Confucianism established in his life was almost destroyed in his hands. How can the emperor of Confucianism take him lightly, he couldn't help asking.

The prodigal son lost his thoughtful expression, and said slowly: "Compared to the strength of the Eight Qi evil god, the God of Destruction Misfortune is even more terrifying. If you compare it with the evil kings of the heavens, the God of Destruction Misfortune at this time is no less than The God of Light Zhongtian Yaodi in his heyday in the past is even stronger! If you want to deal with him, force your hand, I'm afraid it won't work! You can only use some special methods!"

As soon as this remark came out, Huangru said angrily: "Special means? What if you, me, and Emperor Longyin are added, and Daoism and Buddhism are swarming up?"

"This...!" The prodigal son can understand Huangru's mood, but he still said: "I'm afraid it won't work, the risk is too great, and the strength of the three religions may be greatly damaged. Strength, coupled with the fate of the dragon among men, should be able to inherit the destiny and reproduce the legendary man of near god. At that time, with my shot, it will not be difficult to kill Misfortune!"

When the words fell, I thought that Huangru's attention would be higher than that of Jiutian Xuanzun, after all, this was his old friend.

However, unexpectedly, Huangru Wushang said leisurely: "You are very good. As a demon, you will worry about the great loss of the strength of the three religions and affect the situation in the Central Plains! Not bad! Your friend, the old man, agrees!"

Seeing Huangru Wushang with a smile on his face, the first reaction in the prodigal son's heart was to kill the old man.

Heart said: You are actually testing the Lord!How can I quit with you!

Then he said: "Your Majesty Huangru is joking! Although I am a demon, I am also a person in a difficult situation! Now that disasters have come to the world, there will inevitably be boundless slaughter in the future. I will also restart the Demon City of the Extreme Heaven and use it to house People in hiding! We don't have much time!"

"God of Destruction? Damn!" Huang Ru drank a little too much, got up and looked at the prodigal son and said, "I will let Yu Lijing handle this matter! If you want to restart the magic city, you need to take precautions!"

"This is natural!" Smiling confidently, the prodigal son introduced his idea of ​​creating a harmonious coexistence of humans and demons to Huangru Supreme.

The two also slowly finalized the matter of dealing with the disaster in words.

Not long after, Huangru Wushang left the Jitian Demon City with a flushed face and returned to the Confucian School.

And in the Extreme Heaven Demon Palace, the prodigal son immediately called the Queen and began to arrange the next thing.

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Just as the god of destruction appeared in the world, all forces in the Central Plains.When they are all running to eradicate evil disasters.

Wulin is in a quiet cave that is not disturbed by the hustle and bustle of the world.

The galaxy is brilliant, and the little stars are like a long river, gathering in the sky.

The power of the boundless stars sprinkled down, adding a bit of mystery to the originally small cave.

In the depths of the cave, in a corner, two solitary tombs stood.

And not far away, a young boy with a handsome face and a little heroic spirit kept waving a halberd in his hand, resisting the attack of a kind-hearted middle-aged man.

I saw the middle-aged man pinching his fingers to transform into a sword, and swiping his sword intent, attacking the flaws in the young man's moves.

"Twelve, you've really improved by leaps and bounds during this time!"

"Father is overrated! My strength is still too weak... Otherwise...!"

In the words, the young man, the offensive was chaotic for a while, the middle-aged man seized the right time, and knocked back the man named Twelve with one move.

"Twelve, you are too obsessed with the past! Ji Nvxia, she...!"

Shu Twelve was already used to such a scene, and looked at the two graves not far away.

The two people who were extremely important to him were buried there.

One is his biological mother, and the other is his sister Ji...!
Seeing Shu Twelve in a daze there, the middle-aged man sighed and wanted to persuade him, but he couldn't speak for a while.

The father and son were relatively speechless, and they both looked at the place where the love of this life was buried!
After an unknown amount of time, the two came back to their senses.

Jian Zhichu came back to his senses, looked at Shu Twelve, and was still reminiscing about the past.

Then turn around and prepare to go back to rest!

He sighed secretly in his heart: "Hey! This child! When will I learn to let go!"

The moment he turned around at the beginning of the sword, an elegant figure suddenly appeared in his eyes.

My heart tightened suddenly, thinking that this place is Suiyun Tianhe, I immediately asked: "Who are you? Why did you break in?"

Li Huo looked at Jian Zhichu a few times, and a look of disdain flashed in his eyes.

He said lightly: "You want to say, why did the world lord come here without showing any emotion? Let me introduce myself, the world lord is the catastrophe of the world, and it is also your catastrophe! Today I am here to pick up a Friends are back!"

Shu Twelve, who heard about the accident, also turned around to look at the figure that suddenly appeared not far away.

Although he doesn't have much experience in Jianghu, Shu Twelve understands that the coming is not good, so he holds his hand or the halberd tightly, and is on guard!
"It doesn't matter who you are! Suiyun Tianhe doesn't welcome you, please leave!"

At the beginning of the sword, the order to chase away guests had been issued, but the world lord didn't care, he stepped out, and his figure disappeared instantly.

Shu Twelve was on alert immediately, but saw that when the world lord reappeared, he was already far away, beside the tomb where father and son were buried, important people.

Taking out the sacrifices prepared in advance and putting them on, Li Huo looked at the tombstone with Ji Wuxia's name written on it among the two tombs.

Slowly said: "You have been sleeping for so long, you miss her very much! Let's go with the world lord!"

In the words, he was shocked to see the grave in front of him, and it exploded.

Immediately, a simple long sword shot out from the tomb.

Suspended in front of the cruel calamity.

Holding the sword in his hand, he sensed the emotions of unwillingness to be chaotic.

Dots of evil power poured into the long sword from the fingertips of Violent Disaster.

Looking at the person in his mind, the grave exploded.

Shu Twelve raised his brows angrily, and immediately scolded: "Leave Sister Ji's grave, and put down Tairuo Mountain Sword!"

If the words fall, or the sky halberd shoots very quickly, it will only take the heart after the disaster.

And on the side, at the beginning of the sword, he focused his attention on vigilance, squeezed his fingers to transform the sword, and secretly used the Jixin Zen sword.

But he saw that the misfortune was not dodged or avoided, as if the halberd or halberd that was close at hand behind him no longer existed.

Or the celestial halberd passed through the heart immediately, and Shu Twelve immediately showed surprise on his face.

However, the next moment, Li Huo smiled lightly, and his figure gradually blurred, appearing three feet away.

And Tairuo Mountain Sword also fell to the ground in an instant.

Shu Twelve grasped the long sword subconsciously.

But the next moment, there was a look of panic on his face.

I saw the misfortune, raised his hand, and gathered the power of the huge heaven and earth.

Just as he was about to deal with it at the beginning of the sword, he was crushed by a brutal, terrifying palm, and the Zen sword of Jixin, which had been condensed for a long time, collapsed instantly.

"At the beginning of the sword, Yu Cixin died because of your inaction! You are really wasting food while living, go with peace of mind!"

In the words, when the evil desire is about to strike again.

Surprised to see Shu Twelve, he turned into a streamer and rushed over.

At the beginning of the sword, the danger was at stake, so he didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately tried his best to resist.

At this moment, I suddenly felt a pain in my heart.

Looking at the familiar ancient sword piercing through his heart in disbelief, he couldn't believe it was so!
As for Shu Twelve, he also looked at the beginning of the sword in disbelief.

"Father...it's not like this, it's not...!"

He knew that his time was running out, even though Shu Twelve's sword pierced through his heart.

But at the beginning of the sword, his heart was calm, and the only thing he was worried about was Shu Twelve who was in chaos in front of him.

"Twelve, let's go! Find a page of the book...!"

Before he could finish his words, he saw Tairuo Mountain sword stirring Jian Chu's stomach, dripping with blood instantly.

"Where did your father and son talk so much! Go to hell!"

As soon as the words fell, Ruo Huo raised his hand, and the mighty power of the world was overwhelming. At the beginning of the sword, which was already seriously injured, his body exploded in an instant, leaving no bones left.

"father……!"

The tragic death of a close relative made Shu Twelve grieve and howl in shocking pain.

Let go of the Tairuo Mountain Sword in your hand, or the Heavenly Halberd to stir up the situation.

Bing Jia Wu Jing came out with all his strength, like a god of war possessed, attacking the disaster.

"Your opponent is not the Lord of the World!"

In the words of a smile, the evil power suddenly gathered, and in the darkness and haze of the world, the Tairuo Mountain Sword bloomed with an unprecedented evil light.

Reflecting the heaven, earth and universe, in the evil light, the twelve of them felt a huge force attacking their bodies, and they were immediately knocked back several feet.

Not daring to hesitate, he immediately looked at the Tairuo Mountain Sword emitting an evil light.

Immediately exclaimed!

"how is this possible……!"

I saw the Tairuo Mountain Sword full of evil power, the evil light vibrating in the dark yellow, and in the dark, a dormant power.

From the sixth day of the already deserted desire world, it penetrates the infinite world.

Immediately, within the Broken Cloud Tianhe, I heard the long-lost poetry again.

"In the evening full of frost and snowman alone, how many months are the world of mortals bright? Smile and drink, get used to the new sunshine, and the thousand mountains have passed through the wind and cloud."

The dashing demeanor is still the same as before, as in the memory, the appearance is as snowy, flawless and glamorous.

Familiar people, familiar voices, but the sword is pointing at the most trusted person: Shu Twelve!

"Sister Ji, don't let him control you!"

Shu Twelve sees the person he misses at the first glance, and he doesn't know whether to be happy or sad.

Satisfied with complex emotions, he said incomparably: "Ji, you can come back to life, it's really great!"

Li Huo, who was watching from the side, smiled at this time, and kindly reminded: "It seems that she accidentally killed your father just now!"

"Shut up!" Shu Twelve yelled angrily, like a lion guarding its cubs, with a stern face and murderous intent.

Li Huo smiled indifferently, looked at his masterpiece in front of him, especially the strange power in her body, which made Li Huo very satisfied!

Ji Wuxia used to walk the rivers and lakes, fighting for righteousness and injustice, born with infinite supernatural power, holding the extremely heavy Mount Tairuo sword, once repelled the troll god with one sword, and rarely met an opponent.

Walking in the rivers and lakes, challenging the world, but later the world learned that her true identity was the female body of the demon Buddha Bo Xun who was causing harm to the world.

When Xingyunhe came back, Bo Xun's three bodies were separated due to the key collision of the beacon fire, and the female body lost its memory.

Later, in order to eliminate Bo Xun and save the common people in the world, Ji Wuxia voluntarily chose to perform a coffin sacrifice and disappear under the arrangement of many parties.

Now it has reappeared in a lifetime, and the cruel disaster is carried by Tairuo Mountain Sword, the Bo Xun Sword used by the Demon Buddha in the past.

Using the power of the evil king to transform the divine soldiers, Ji Wuxia reappeared.

Although the foundation is not as good as that of the girl who used to be Bo Xun's female body, but because of Bo Xun's three bodies died.

However, the power of the Demon Buddha, who had nowhere to return, sensed that the Bo Xun Sword was revived and merged into Ji Wuxia's newborn body.

Such an unexpected harvest not only made Ji Wuxia's strength a step further, it even approached the peak strength of Bo Xun's female body.

It is because Bo Xun is the incarnation of the sinful karma of Buddhism, Buddhism is immortal, and Bo Xun is immortal.

The newly born Ji Wuxia also received the inheritance belonging to Mofo Bo Xun.

As the creator, the cruel disaster has also gained a lot, which can be said to serve multiple purposes.

Glancing at Shu Twelve lightly, Ji Wuxia transformed into the Tairuo Mountain Sword in his hand, pointed at Shu Twelve and said indifferently: "Damn you!"

"Sister Ji, I'm Twelve! Think about it carefully?" Shu Twelve looked at Ji Wuxia who was full of indifference, turned his head to look at Li Huo, and roared angrily: "What did you do to Sister Ji? "

Li Huo spread his hands, shrugged and said: "Can't you see it? Let her return to the world! Speaking of your mother's heart, she died aggrieved, do you want to let her come back to life?"

"Hmph!" Even though everything in front of him was so real, because of this, Shu Twelve couldn't believe it even more, and snorted coldly, "How can I allow you to blaspheme my mother!"

"What a filial and good boy!" Li Huo smiled and praised, then his expression turned cold, and he said lightly: "The world lord doesn't like him! Kill him!"

(End of this chapter)