Traveling through thousands of realms at the same time, I need to add some dark blue

Chapter 306: The Demon Cult Leader Dong——? Qi Zhengyan?

Star Picking Tower Master: "...I saw with my own eyes that the Demon Cult leader Hu Buwei has mastered his magic skills and is invincible!"

Gu Meng looked at the red sand spreading in the distance and was a little surprised for a moment:

"How can such a situation be possible? Hu Buwei? ... The leader of the Demon Cult, not bad at all."

In addition, Gu Meng also had a sense of déjà vu from the description he just heard from the owner of Zhaixing Tower.

Could this new magic skill that Hu Buwei had just mastered be called the Star Absorbing Technique? If the leader of the Demon Cult was practicing the Star Absorbing Technique, it would seem quite reasonable...

"What?" Although they had expected it, Gu Kongshan, Meng Qi and others still couldn't help but be shocked.

Is the leader of the evil cult so powerful? But after carefully understanding the situation, I feel a little relieved.

It seems okay. Although the opponent suppressed the Grand Elder of Zhaixing Tower throughout the whole process and was not afraid of the power of the Star-Picking Hand, he was obviously stronger than the version that I heard before the outbreak of the Demonic Tribulation, which was ranked first and second with Gukong Mountain. You have to fight it to know the specific version. However, if you want to quickly kill the Grand Elder of Zhaixing Tower who took the treasure weapon, you still need the help of your subordinates.

It can be seen that even if he has now mastered the magic power, or now relies on the suppression of the Star-Picking Hand, and has one more precious weapon, at most he can completely surpass Gu Kongshan's cultivation and become the world's number one master.

But compared to a "strong man from heaven" like Gu Meng, there is still a huge gap.

Gu Kongshan felt that with Gu Meng's powerful sword, he didn't need a second move to kill him.

Now it was Gu Meng who felt uneasy. He was extremely confident just now. He could kill anyone who stood in his way, and he could control a small demon sect. However, the natives like Gu Kongshan felt that he was too confident.

The situation now is just the opposite. Gu Meng's face gradually became solemn as he looked at the increasingly powerful demonic energy in the distance. The main reason was that he couldn't see clearly who was on the other side. The fear came from insufficient firepower. Gu Kongshan had great trust in Gu Meng's strength and was convinced that the other party was a god from heaven.

This kind of strength is simply not something that should appear in this world. It's like a god descending to earth and he doesn't even know how to lose.

At this moment, sword energy was everywhere and ribbons were flying. The leader of the Wanjian Sect and the old man who guarded the Xiaoyue Sect each arrived from different directions with several elders.

"Is Hu Buwei still in the original direction? Let's go and kill him now!"

The confident Gu Kongshan didn't even have time to say hello and asked Lord Luo in a harsh voice.

Now Gu Kongshan is not worried about not being able to confront the Demon Cult head-on, he is only worried about not being able to catch them.

We have a giant warrior on our side. He has already taken us back to the period when gods came to earth and bestowed divine weapons. If we don't wipe out the main force of the Demon Cult in one fell swoop when the gods are not busy, and then beat them so that they can't recover for hundreds of years, what will we do when the gods go back to heaven?

Yes, Gu Kongshan has completely surrendered to the charm of Gu Meng's sword. Even if Gu Meng asked him to commit suicide and said that they could ascend to heaven and become immortals together, he would believe it. This is the charm of the strong.

Even if Gu Meng intends to restrain himself, it will probably take until he returns to the real world before Gukong Mountain can get rid of this superstitious state.

The leader of the Wanjian Sect was a graceful and elegant middle-aged beauty, and the old man guarding the Xiaoyue Sect was a hunched-backed old man with wrinkles that could kill a mosquito. They did not interrupt, but listened with their ears tilted and asked others about what had happened.

Luo Louzhu was stunned by Gu Kongshan's question, and said in a daze: "This... Is Gu Zhuangzhu so confident... They just looked very arrogant, so they should not have left... But the Demon Cult is cunning, maybe they are pretending..."

Gu Meng interrupted these people's meaningless calculations: "Don't think about it anymore, here it comes..."

The prelude was a demon from the Demon Cult with a vertical eye on his head. He was none other than the right protector of the Demon Cult who raised a little ghost. Originally, his face was rosy due to the tonic he had taken, but now he looked extremely embarrassed, and his hands had disappeared out of thin air - they were shaken into a bloody mist.

The right protector's intuition and mental power were the highest among the many elders of the demon cult because he raised a little ghost. So when the man in blood-stained clothes first appeared, he felt terrified and lost control and ran away. Therefore, he escaped and the man in blood-stained clothes did not chase him.

At this time, he had lost his mind and was only focused on escaping. When he saw the righteous people gathered together, he didn't react at all. He kept saying, "Demon Lord, Demon Lord..." and actually tried to pass through the righteous crowd.

Because this scene was so strange, no one reacted for a while.

Gu Meng killed him with a casual blow of his knife. His head fell to the ground and was still saying "Demon Lord, Demon Lord". His body turned into blood and then mist, dyeing the yellow sand red.

Gu Meng frowned slightly. He aimed to kill the little ghost with this knife... There shouldn't be any left... This head can still talk. It doesn't look like a remnant soul anymore. Instead, it feels like a strange story based on rules...

This feeling of changing the rules, a Dharmakaya-level divine power? The leader of the demon cult has bad intentions...

Judging from the reaction of the right guardian, did Hu Buwei also have a great adventure and breakthrough like Duoercha? Did he master the magic of the Dharma body? Then he went crazy and killed all his subordinates? It doesn't seem like that... Who is the "demon lord" mentioned by the ghost owner? Could it be that demon lord?

At the same time, the red sand and the evil spirit in the distance finally spread to the vicinity.

Before the many righteous people who had gathered together could be shocked by Gu Meng's sharp swordsmanship, they were already immersed in the bloody smell and almost suffocated.

The three precious weapons that were still under the control of their respective sects' masters first screamed in shock after encountering the evil energy, and then they actually fell silent and stopped glowing, as if they were playing dead? !

All the righteous people were so frightened that their faces turned pale. What kind of terrifying giant monster was this?
What kind of magic skills did Hu Buwei master? Has he become a great devil in myths and legends? How can mortals be able to defeat him?

Only Gu Kongshan thought of Gu Meng and still had a glimmer of hope.

Not only the locals, but even Jiang Zhiwei, Xiao Meng and other teammates had never seen this level of demonic energy. They felt that the world was eclipsed. The shock was almost the same as when they saw Gu Meng draw his sword just now, or even stronger.

They racked their brains but couldn't understand why there was such a master among the local natives who were obviously not up to the level of outdoor scenes!
"Humph."

Gu Meng snorted coldly, and his domineering aura spread, finally creating a space for him to breathe.

"you are?"

Gu Meng opened his Dharma Eyes to look. His perspective had once reached a high level of Dharma Body because of the sharing of the heavens, the inheritance of the big boss, and the breakthrough of the clone. But the more he saw at this time, the more dangerous it became. He couldn't help but shed tears of blood in his eyes. The man in blood clothes also groaned, as if he had suffered some backlash.

This person looked blurry at first glance. He was not moving, but he couldn't see clearly, as if in the fog. Looking again, he was a faceless person? Wu Xiang Shen Gong? Gu Meng thought of an old movie, but it was obviously not. At the same time, he was also very sure that this was not Hu Buwei.

Wait a minute, if Hu Buwei's model is Ren Woxing, then this person is Dongfang Bubai? Is he that strong?
"Who are you?"

"Why ask me?" The figure interrupted Gu Meng's question and asked back, "Who do you want me to be?"

The voice has a celestial quality, and it’s unclear what language it is, but it goes straight into people’s hearts, and the charm it exudes is enough to make people fall in love with it.

Only Gu Meng remained unshaken. When he saw the mask of the formless demon peeled off, the first face underneath was actually Qi Zhengyan.

But Qi Zhengyan was clearly by his side, and his martial arts skills were definitely just beginning to improve.

Although he practiced the magical skills, the Hun Tian Bao Jian was only the first three levels of the modified version of the Six Paths Demon, which was only equivalent to the foundation-building chapter of the ordinary Dharmakaya magical skills. It might be stronger than the first few levels of the Golden Bell Cover, but it was definitely not as good as the Sword Out of Selflessness, which was the essence of the Dharmakaya magical skills. The Exorcism Sword Technique was the unique skill passed down to him by himself.

not him!
As a result, the face of Qi Zhengyan, the man in blood-stained clothes, quickly weathered and burned, and a new face appeared underneath. The half face that could be seen under the burning firelight was surprisingly similar to Gu Meng.

Only Gu Meng could see all these changes. Others could not see the man in blood-stained clothes at all. They could only see a figure in a red mist.

"Draw your sword, Hero Gu?" The man in blood-stained clothes asked in an inexplicable tone, and raised his palm to form a devilish blood-red sword, which he had already chopped down.

"Master Gu, please lend me your knife!"

The wind and clouds changed color, the shocking evil thoughts and the chaotic vacuum thoughts collided with each other, the heaven and earth were silent, the powerful force swept away the sandstorm, and everyone seemed to see the boundless starry sky, a feeling of depression in the heart and a sense of freedom and emptiness appeared at the same time.

What kind of sword technique is this?
Just a moment after the wave, it was unclear what triggered it, the red sand in the sky disappeared, and the man in blood-stained clothes also disappeared.

Gu Meng and others discovered that the surrounding area had changed and the natives did not appear.

Everyone found that they seemed to be in a desert relic. The relic was dozens of miles in radius and had all kinds of desert-specific buildings, but they had long been decayed and covered by yellow sand, leaving only their outlines. In the center of the ruins, a dilapidated temple stood as if it had not changed for hundreds of years.

The dark red twilight fell on the ruins, creating a "burning" scene that was spectacular, desolate and vast.

"What kind of ruins are these? How did we get here?" This question arose in the minds of Meng Qi and others at the same time. Even Gu Meng was a little confused. Did he really swing the knife just now?
Even after hundreds of reincarnations, this dreamy feeling rarely occurs.

Although this situation made him a little wary and worried, he always felt that maybe it was not a bad thing?

At this time, everyone looked at each other, took a few steps cautiously, and arrived in front of the dilapidated temple standing in the center.

"Is this the Demon Lord's temple?" Meng Qi discovered that this was very similar to the Demon Lord's temple that he often saw in the Demon Cult area when he was hiding from sandstorms before. It can even be said that the shape and characteristics are exactly the same, but the specifications are very different. This temple is very large.

Zhang Yuanshan had been studying local intelligence before. He took a closer look and nodded, saying, "It is indeed a temple dedicated to the Demon Lord. Judging from its size and the scale of the ruins, it may have been one of the original main temples. However, as the immortals bestowed precious weapons on this world and sealed the Demon Tomb, the Demon Cult's strength shrank. Now it is said that there is only one temple left on the top of the Holy Fire Mountain."

"Hmm? Can we take this opportunity to complete the main mission? This world is too weird. That blood-stained man gives me the creeps just by looking at him..."

Although Meng Qi has little experience in the martial arts world, he is still smart and has the feel of a military strategist. In short, if he can complete the task, he will be invincible and can retreat at any time.

In addition, I have to say that after seeing the blood-stained man, he also thought of Dongfang Bubai. Because he did not have Gu Meng's perspective, this feeling was even stronger...

Brother Gu's swordsmanship to ward off evil spirits is already so powerful. It seems that although that "Dongfang Bubai" has practiced swordsmanship instead of acupuncture, the "Sunflower Manual" that he used to castrate himself is still extremely powerful. I don't know to what extent it has been strengthened. I don't want to meet him again.

Zhang Yuanshan thought about it and said uncertainly: "Maybe it can be done, but we have to be extremely vigilant anyway."

After another routine search, everyone entered the temple.

For some reason, the temple was unusually clean, without a single speck of dust, which formed a stark contrast to the ruins outside that were buried in yellow sand. It was quite magical.

Right in front of the temple, there is a statue enshrined. Unlike the one in the dilapidated temple, this statue is well preserved, allowing everyone to get a glimpse of the "style" of the Demon Lord.

It has a light black base, three heads and six arms, and some of their faces are ferocious, some are hateful, and some are indifferent. The only thing in common is that there is a dark magic mark between their eyebrows, which is evil and filthy. Among their arms, some hold swords, some hold knives, some hold seals, some hold bottles, and some hold wheels.

The most eye-catching one was the one in front of him. Its palm was wide, almost twice as big as the other palms, its nails were like swords, extending three inches, and the back of its hand was covered with dark patterns. It brought a dizzying weirdness, evil, depravity, and bloodiness, and also made people feel an unimaginable hatred, hatred for the God of Heaven, hatred for the earth for carrying things, hatred for people's happiness, hatred for things that were not their own, hatred for the troubles of cause and effect, hatred for the cruelty of fate, and hatred for themselves for not killing enough.

A seemingly ordinary statue actually gives people such a strong feeling, as if it cannot be carved by an ordinary person!
"I heard from a local righteous elder that the founder of the Demon Cult was a master of carving. After seeing him today, I find that his reputation is well-deserved." Zhang Yuanshan sighed.

Suddenly, Qi Xia took a step back and shook his head slightly, which made Meng Qi raise his sword, thinking that an enemy was attacking.

"No." Qi Xia quickly said, rubbing his temple, "I was just too focused on the pattern on the palm, trying to distinguish it, and ended up wasting a lot of energy and feeling dizzy."

Qi Xia wanted to remember these patterns that were obviously not ordinary, but he did not expect that even if these were just mortal carvings of the Demon Cult's leader, and only one ten-thousandth of the true essence of the Demon Claw, they were at least somewhat magical.

When she thought back now, she found that she could not remember those patterns. Even if she looked at them carefully, her emotions would fluctuate, and feelings of murderous hatred would arise, and she almost lost control of herself.

Qi Zhengyan looked a little strange... I, it seems? Can I see these patterns? Is my talent, my amazing wisdom all here?
"Don't delay, you can find something to make rubbings of when you return." Jiang Zhiwei reminded.

The people who were tempted by the statue of the Demon Lord suddenly came to their senses and began to search for clues in this obviously abnormal hall.

When these things happened, Gu Meng just followed behind the crowd thoughtfully, protecting everyone in front of him.

No one dared to interrupt his thoughts. Ke Bijun followed beside him. She was a little worried that the earth-shattering sword fight just now might have caused internal injuries to Brother Gu, but he was just too strong to show it.

(End of this chapter)