Soul Ferry: My master is Uncle Jiu

Chapter 254 The power of incense and desire defeats Chonglou
"Are you really a human being?"

In the New Immortal World, the large floating mountains and boulders were all cleared away by the battle between the two people. Looking around, there was only a large space where the two people were staring at each other and confronting each other.

Mo Zunzunlou waved his numb arm and exclaimed with a look on his face.

Seeing that An Yan was full of evil energy, his body was more like a demon than him, the king of demons. If he hadn't felt that the other party had the origin of demonic energy, he would have suspected that the other party was a member of the demon clan.

"Come to think of it, how can you curse someone?" An Yan rolled his eyes slightly when he heard Mo Zunzunlou say that he was not a human being.

"Demon respects the building, the human race is no worse than you demon race!"

"I didn't expect that the weakest human race among the six realms could actually get out of an existence like you. It really surprises me." Mo Zhonglou also generously acknowledged An Yan's strength, "You are as worthy of my respect as Feipeng."

What Mo Zunzhenglou said was very arrogant, but he did have this qualification. As the number one person in the six realms, it was indeed something to be proud of to be recognized by him.

But An Yan's goal is not just to gain recognition from Demon Zunzhenglou, but also to defeat him.

Only in this way can his journey to the world of fairy swords be considered complete.

But even with such an injury, the wound was healing quickly, and it was completely healed in a short time.

"An Yan, you are the first human being who can hurt me since I became the Demon Lord."

Demon Zunlou walked out of the explosion with a hideous wound on his chest. Through the wound, he could faintly see the beating demon heart.

However, with their current cultivation levels, ordinary space turbulence cannot harm them at all, and their physical bodies alone are enough to cross the void.

Therefore, his current battle is completely resting on his laurels, which is why it is so urgent.

Looking at the battlefield, An Yan who was struck was simply an evil phantom, and the master's true body had already been hidden.

"Let's wait until the two of us decide the winner. The battle isn't over yet!"

call!
The blade cut through the sky and made a whirring sound, directly submerging An Yan's body.

"Demon Shadow Instant Prison Slash!"

The next moment, the clones flickered and disappeared, and then reappeared at the top of An Yan's head. The five clones turned into swords, and the bloody blades pierced the sky and fell together.

After fighting until now, no matter how strong his body is, it is still a bit too much.

He knew that his consumption was not as high as that of the Demon Lord Tower, so he wanted to make a quick decision.

"Did you make it?"

"Luoying! Return to one!"

"cut!"

"To express my respect for you, I decided to show my true strength to fight you."

Unexpectedly, a demonic energy far greater than before shot straight into the sky, the demonic energy condensed into black clouds, and the magic thunder flashed.

Also, if you don’t have two brushes, how can you be called the Demon Lord?

At the same time, the left eye is still trying its best to absorb the evil energy from a thousand miles away, but there is no human habitation in the New Immortal World, and there is very little evil energy.

"Hahaha!!!"

A loud shout rang out from the right side of the Demon King Building, and he saw that the giant sword that he had dodged had now come to him, and he had no time to avoid it.

"Your master is fine!"

"master!!!"

Sedum was stunned.

"it's over!"

Hey!
At this moment, only one thing can express An Yan's mood.

Jingtian, who was watching the battle from the rear, suddenly showed a look of panic. Being hit by such a terrible attack, even the master would probably be shocked.
Thinking of this, Jingtian couldn't help but want to go up to stop Mo Zunzonglou, but was stopped by Xiyao, "If you go up now, it will do nothing but help."

An Yan gasped slightly, his left demonic eye staring closely at the demonic respect building enveloped by the explosion.

Feeling the sense of danger coming from the giant sword, Mo Zhenglou met An Yan's war-filled eyes across the battlefield, and laughed happily, "This kind of battle is interesting!"

You Demon Lord has methods, but I am no longer what I used to be.

"what?"

An Yan smiled strangely, and the demon pupil of his left eye showed a strange color.

The two sword moves were used at the same time, and the purple-black sword energy spurred by the power of Yin Thunder condensed into a thousand-meter-sized giant sword in the surrounding void. The power of each giant sword was enough to threaten the existence of the later Tianxian. strength.

An Yan was also caught off guard. He didn't expect that Demon Zunzhenglou would still be hiding such a killing move, and his face was full of solemnity.

And he did not dodge his attack on Demon Zhenglou. Everything was an illusion created by him using the demon pupil of his left eye.

Accompanied by Demon Zhenglou's wild laughter, an aura that was extremely close to that of a golden immortal was rising.

Mo Zunlou saw this and said.

In fact, the moment Mo Zhengzunlou looked at him, the other party fell into the evil illusion of his left eye. The confused Mozun Zhenglou did not realize that his true form had already escaped.

The giant sword slashed across the sky, and the space began to be unable to withstand the huge power and began to collapse. The emergence of space turbulence added a bit of surprise to this battle.

Demon Zunzhenglou was hit hard by the sword energy, one, two, three, six sword energy all fell on him.

Mo Zunzhenglou finally used his special skill. One of his two-arm blades was glowing with scarlet blood. He fluttered his wings and flew high. Five black feathers fell down and transformed into five clones.

He just wanted to say, buddy, there's no need for it.

Such strength has far exceeded his imagination.

According to the script, Jingtian stabbed Mo Zunzhenglou with a sword, and Mozunzunlou gave up on the spot.

Why is it that when I get to him, the demon respects the building as if it were a chicken blood?
An Yan's scalp was numb. Is the protagonist's aura so outrageous?
"Now, the third round begins."

Demon Zunzunlou smiled evilly, fluttered his wings, and the person appeared in front of him, and he chopped it down with a single blow without hesitation.

fast!
So damn fast!
An Yan only had time to raise his sword to block, but the surging force directly knocked him away, causing his chest to feel tight.

"hateful!"

Facing the explosive Demon Zhenglou, he could only hope that the Demonic Eyes could work again.

However, Mo Zunlou's grandmother actually closed her eyes and fought with him!
Who do you look down on?
If you can, open your eyes!
An Yan was depressed and vomited blood. His physical body was powerful, but his speed couldn't keep up, and the magic pupils couldn't exert their desired effect. He was like a ball being kicked around by the magic lord.

In the Lingxiao Palace, all the immortals and gods were numb.

First, the little-known An Yan burst out with combat power comparable to that of a late-stage immortal to defeat the Demon Lord. The Demon Lord behind him even unleashed a power they couldn't understand. In front of that force, they estimated that they were like ants, easily shattered at the slightest touch.

Taibai Jinxing couldn't help but look at the Emperor of Heaven, "Emperor of Heaven, may I ask what state Demon Zunzhenglou is in now? This kind of power is unheard of and unseen."

"It's really terrifying that Demon Zunzunlou can reach this level without any external force." The Emperor of Heaven sighed, "This power is called Golden Immortal, but Demon Zunzunlou is only close to this realm, and it is not a true Golden Immortal." ”

Taibai Jinxing and other immortals suddenly realized this, and then their eyes turned fiery.

I thought there was no way forward, but I didn't expect that there was a golden immortal above the heavenly immortals.

The Emperor of Heaven saw the expressions of the immortals below and shook his head slightly. Within the six realms, there was no longer a second golden immortal to support.

However, he did not say such words. The God Realm was too comfortable after all, so it would be good to give these idle gods a goal to strive for.

Better than being dead.

Xu Changqing looked shocked. He didn't expect that this trip to the God Realm would actually let him know a lot of shocking information. Ignoring the chattering gods and gods below, the Emperor of Heaven looked at An Yan in the light curtain and said with interest in his heart: How will you deal with outsiders?
Sure enough, the Emperor of Heaven had guessed An Yan's identity, so his attitude towards him was particularly ambiguous.

It is not difficult to see from the Emperor of Heaven's attitude that his intentions are not small.

Bang! ! !
Mo Zhenglou shook An Yan's demon sword away with one move, and then slashed across his chest with an arm blade as fast as lightning, obviously retaliating with tooth.

Fortunately, with the help of the counter-shock, An Yan pulled away. The sharp arm blade only scratched his chest, but did not damage his internal organs.

The evil energy gave the body a strong recovery power, which was no worse than that of Demon Zunzhenglou, and the wounds healed quickly.

Seeing that Mo Zhenglou was about to catch up again, An Yan could only force him back with three sword moves.

"We can't continue like this, we have to lose."

"I'm really not reconciled!"

"Is there no other way?"

An Yan took a moment to catch his breath, his chest heaved and his mind was racing as he browsed through the many skills on his proficiency panel.

Suddenly, a technique obtained from the hands of Fengdu Ghost King Ruixue came into view.

[Incense casting Dharmakaya, entry level, proficiency: 680/80000. 】

The proficiency of this incense method is also frighteningly high, almost catching up with the proficiency of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Zhengfa in its introductory stage.

The power of incense!

An Yan is now a dead horse and a living horse doctor. He doesn't want to waste time trying to ferry his soul across the world, so he has no choice but to immediately start the method of casting incense into the Dharmakaya.

The human world.

Fengdu.

The popularity of the Maoshan Sect is getting more and more prosperous, and there is a familiar person here, it is Yunting.

Yun Ting's talent in the Thunder Method is very high, and he has caught up with some of his senior brothers in just a few months.

Why have months passed in the human world?

The saying that one day in heaven and one year on earth also applies to the divine realm.

At the same time, after seeing An Yan's strength, Yun Ting naturally became a fanatical believer.

No, when he was just practicing, he heard An Yan's voice in the dark. No, now he should call An Yan the Patriarch.

It seemed that the Patriarch was subduing a great demon. He could see the demonic energy rising into the sky and needed his power to help.

Without hesitation, Yunting immediately sat down cross-legged in front of a large audience, visualized the true form of the ancestor, and contributed his incense, faith, and vows.

Not only Yun Ting, but many people in the entire Fengdu area heard it.

Among them, Ruixue is even more convinced, and her contribution to the incense belief as a ghost and fairy is even more terrifying.

At the same time, the statue of An Yan enshrined in the Tianshen Temple, with the huge incense and belief power shrouded in it, rushed straight into the new fairyland and descended on An Yan.

boom! ! ! ! ! ! !
Mo Zhenglou's closed eyes subconsciously opened. In his perception, An Yan actually burst out with a power many times stronger than before, which was already comparable to him.

Countless incense and belief blessings blessed An Yan, and his body also underwent tremendous changes. He actually transformed into the legendary three heads and six arms, a magic sword, a spear, a broadsword, a fly whisk, a three-purple bell, and a euphorbia. The weapon manifests in the hand.

With three heads and six arms, all kinds of weapons except the magic sword are manifested by the power of incense belief.

At this moment, An Yan was like a demon who had stepped out of a myth.

Standing tall and towering over the sky, the Demon Lord Tower was as small as dust in his eyes.

Big!
really big!

The master is so big!

Jingtian looked up and was dumbfounded. He couldn't see the full view of his current master at all. Because he was too tall, An Yan's upper body was obscured by the clouds.

Too much force!
The first time An Yan used it, he had no idea and directly exhausted the incense and faith accumulated over thousands of years.

Thousands of years of accumulation, how terrifying!
An Yan didn't know how powerful Jinxian was, but he was extremely confident at the moment because Mo Zunzunlou's originally strong power seemed a bit weak to him.

But why does my image have three heads and six arms?
Unexpectedly, his image in the eyes of his disciples would be like this. An Yan grinned. He had a truly bloody mouth. He could cause a strong wind of level 13 when he inhaled or exhaled.

"Mozun Lou, I won this battle!"

The sound of thunder spread across the sky, even the gods, gods, soldiers and generals far away in the God Realm could hear it.

"Humph!"

It was naturally impossible for Mo Zunzhenglou to surrender without a fight, and he rushed towards An Yan with his arm blade waving.

"Then knock me down first!"

"Haha, give me a kick, Wuzhishan!"

Hearing this, An Yan smiled. He liked Tietou Boy. He was playing him like a ball just now, right? Now it's his turn. He used his backhand to block it, and his fleshy palm, which was bigger than the mountain peak, moved toward the Demon Lord Tower to suppress it.

Mo Zhonglou was very fast, but An Yan was even faster.

Despite his size, his speed is not slow at all.

It's a pity that there is no Journey to the West in this world, otherwise Mo Zunzunlou would have become the second Monkey King.

But it doesn’t matter. I believe that after today, the legend of Wuzhishan Suppressing the Demon Lord will be widely spread in the six realms.

The so-called "one force can defeat all laws" refers to An Yan at this time.

Wuzhi Mountain directly collapsed the space and solidified the surrounding space, making it impossible for Mo Zunzheng Tower to escape An Yan's attack through space.

An Yan's attack was vaguely like Tathagata Buddha holding the Buddha's kingdom in his palm.

There was a loud noise, and the Demon Lord Tower turned into a meteor and flashed past.

At the same time, a shining fireball streaked across the eastern sky in broad daylight in the human world, turning an island into dust. A huge hole appeared on the seabed, and seawater poured in. It took half an hour to fill it up.

Mo Zunzunlou has passed out. Of course, he can't die due to his physical condition, but he will have to recover for a long time.

"powerful!"

"too strong!"

An Yan was also frightened when he saw it. He didn't expect that this would be the harm he caused.

Just ask who else!
This kind of strength is enough for him to protect himself even if he returns to the soul ferry world.

Kunlun, Longjun, whoever can slap whomever?

After defeating the Demon Lord Tower, An Yan was in a good mood.

The Xianghuo technique, which was initially looked down upon by him, was now taken seriously by him.

It seems that there is a reason why gods from myths and legends in the Middle East and the West compete for the power of incense belief.

In this way, he really has to manage the incense of the Fairy Sword World.

At least, you have to earn back the spent incense faith first.

(End of this chapter)