Kowloon pull coffin

Chapter 279 A Green Lotus

The Xiangliu snake has the qualifications of Nuwa, and its combat power is at the level of Daozu.

Although its power is far inferior to that of the Primordial Moon Demon, it is still a pity that his will dies.

At the beginning of Jiulong Cave, the fall of Liufeng Tianzun traumatized the entire Taoist sect, because Tianzun was difficult to prove.As for the ancient power of Xiangliu Orochi, his fall represents the end of an era.

The gap between the primordial gods and demons and the human world is too far, and the death of their will cannot resonate in the human world, but Xiangliu snake is different, especially in Guixu Honghuang, among his descendants.

After Xiangliu snake's will died, there was a muffled sound from the mountain behind me. I don't need to ask for proof, I know that there is no Xiangliu Temple in Pan Snake Valley.

These Xiangliu people in front of them can no longer have spiritual communication with their ancestors, and they can no longer obtain shelter and faith from their ancestors.

And Xiangliu snake will no longer tell them with divine sense, I am with you.

Chinese descendants have the concept of roots, so many festivals are divided every year to worship ancestors.Ching Ming Festival, Dragon Boat Festival, and Cold Food Festival are all related to ancestor worship.

Now, with the demise of the will of the Xiangliu snake, the roots of the Xiangliu clan are broken.They shed tears like children who lost their homeland.

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Before Xiangliu Orochi asked me to let the Xiangliu tribe join the magic way, Liu Zhirong had already received his divine sense order, so all the Xiangliu tribe are looking at me at this moment.

"Five elements follow me freely, and all living beings in the four seas are destined. The long road and the majestic pass are really like iron, and the nameless palace is full of good words." I read.

"Demon disciple Liu Zhirong, pay homage to the master of the devil!"

Following Liu Zhirong's words, all the people from the Pan Snake Valley's Qiqian Xiangliu Clan came to see me.

The scene in front of me reminds me of the fox clan in Qingqiu in the cold and desolate, the whole clan worshiping me is vivid in my memory.

At the beginning, I brought [-] disciples of the Qingqiu Fox Clan out of the cold famine. After the battle of wild immortals and the battle of Yinshan Mountain, only more than [-] disciples remained in the end.

The Qingqiu foxes themselves are foxes and have no ability to transform into human beings. It is the patriarch of the magic way who imparted the ability to transform into humans. Therefore, the Qingqiu foxes can sacrifice their lives to fight for the way of the devil without asking for anything in return.

But what they owe is the original master of the demonic way, not me.

Every time I think of this time, I feel full of guilt, so I can only silently pick up the banner of the Demon Dao, and walk along the path of the Demon Dao Patriarch.

When you lose your faith, silently recite the teachings of the Demon Way several times, all beings are equal, and there is no distinction between teaching and learning, so that you know that I am not fighting alone, and I am not fighting for myself, I am fighting for the common people in the world.

At this moment, I am recruiting the Xiangliu Clan on the eve of the Battle of the Five Armies. I wonder how many of the seven thousand Xiangliu people will be left after the war is over?
It turns out that I only need to keep their blood to do business with Liu Zhirong, but now that they have become demon disciples, I have to make plans for their future.

Thinking of this, I am more and more eager to become the master of the wild.

Only by conquering Guixu can I give them a better life, no need to hide, no need to worry about life and death.

As a disciple of the Demon Dao, Liu Zhirong can no longer hide the mystery of returning to the ruins from me, but I will not ask until the Battle of the Five Armies has no results.

The most important thing in front of us is the battle of the five armies. Xiangliu's will has died, and without his protection, the Xiangliu clan's own combat power is completely vulnerable and cannot withstand the killing of a large army.

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After comforting the Xiangliu people, what I have to do now is to release Jiang Xueyang's soul from my entrance and help her gather her spirit body.

Although Guixu Honghuang has a strong aura, it is not an easy task to condense the spirit body and accommodate the living soul, and then let the vitality circulate.

In the human world, vitality comes from the gift of heaven, but in Guixu, vitality can only be seized by oneself, taking a ray of vitality from all things in nature.

A ray of life is very precious. Back then, Kowloon went retrograde from the depths of the East China Sea to the bottom of the Yellow River, but it was just to go to Kunlun to seek a ray of life for the ancestor of the demon in the soul-suppressing coffin.

Reiki alone cannot create a spirit body that can accommodate a living soul. There must be a ray of vitality to closely connect the spirit soul and the spirit body and fuse them with each other. Only in this way can Jiang Xueyang be reborn.

Otherwise, it would be tantamount to returning the soul from a dead body, just like a painted skin ghost.

I asked Liu Zhirong to gather the tribe to build an altar on a high ground in the Pan Snake Valley, and then I went up to the altar to perform the ritual, holding the hero's sword and proclaiming the return to the ruins of all living beings, all living beings, and all living beings.

"Xie Lan, the patriarch of the demonic way, went to the altar today to tell the world. I only hope for a ray of life for my planner of the demonic way. The ghosts and gods are dark, thinking about themselves, and hope that all living beings will have a degree, so that the thoughts of the living can be restored, and the dead are grateful. sorrow."

After saying this, I stuck the sword on the ground and said loudly: "The essence of Wutu in the center, quickly return to the sword body."

Immediately, I felt a majestic force rushing into the sword body, then I pulled out the sword, raised it to the sky, and said loudly: "The east gave me the innate essence of Yimu, and the north is against me. The innate essence of Guishui, The South gave me the innate essence of Lihuo, and the West gave me the innate essence of Gengjin."

I am a god in the world, and in the name of the patriarch of the demonic way, I can command all directions, return to the ruins and do not practice Taoism, but the sword of heroes has a status comparable to that of the patriarch of the demonic way, enough to make the prehistoric peoples submit.

After sacrificing this sword, the spirit of Guixu and the Five Elements immediately sensed the call of the hero's sword, and rushed to tell each other, causing changes in the situation.

The essence of the five elements circulates up and down in the body of the sword, sometimes producing each other and sometimes restraining each other.

Thunder, lightning, heavy rain, strong wind, thunderbolt and other celestial phenomena are displayed in the sky, all of which are caused by the essence of the five elements.

When had the Xiangliu people seen such a technique before, they were all dumbfounded.

At the moment when all the celestial phenomena returned to calm and life appeared on the hero's sword, I suddenly felt a majestic and incomparable divine sense pressing down from the sky, which contained huge anger.

This change was not within my expectation, neither Jiang Xueyang nor I thought that the world of returning to the ruins would always come out to stop it.

Back then in Tianchi, my biggest pressure to become a god for Yuhua came from the wrath of the Heavenly Dao, but now all my pressure comes from the wrath of the will of Guixu World.

It's just that I don't understand why the will of the Guixu world doesn't allow me to seek life for Jiang Xueyang.Could it be that it is also like the way of heaven, afraid of the power of the three directions and four righteous life charts that kill the wolf?
Even the Dao of Shashalang is afraid of it. As the old saying goes, no one is allowed to sleep soundly on the side of the couch. Presumably it does not allow existence beyond its control to appear in the world of returning to the ruins.

"Xie Lan, what happened?" Jiang Xueyang in the porch sent me a sound transmission with his spiritual thoughts.

She now has a complete soul and can communicate with my consciousness.

"Xueyang, Guixu World doesn't allow me to win your life for you."

"Xie Lan, don't be an enemy of the Guixu world, just give up, I can still give advice to the Demon Dao without a spirit body." Jiang Xueyang said.

"No, I don't want you to be a lonely soul, I want to try. Back then, when I conferred the gods on Yuhua, I won the bet against the Dao of Heaven. Is the will of the Guixu World stronger than the Dao of Heaven?" I said.

"Outside, you still have magic energy available, what are you betting on here?" Jiang Xueyang asked.

"Bet we have a common enemy."

"Okay, try it." Jiang Xueyang approved of my behavior.

Returning to the Ruins is the cause and effect of the Dao of Heaven, and its enemy is naturally the Dao of Heaven.I am following the path of the patriarch of the demon way, and the way of heaven is also my enemy.

An enemy's enemy is a friend, and it depends on whether you have the qualifications to be comrades-in-arms with it.I don't have this qualification now, but the Shapolang Mingpan I represent does.

In fact, I didn't do this purely by being alone.

Liu Zhirong said that revealing the secrets of Guixu will anger the will of the Guixu world, and only with its approval can it be possible to save all living beings in its anger.

Now I haven't tried to reveal the secret, it seems to have irritated it a lot.Sooner or later, I will be angry, why not try now to see how far it can tolerate me.

Otherwise, thinking of the prehistoric beings, I really don't have the courage to unravel the mystery of returning to the ruins.

At this moment, on the sword body, the essence of the five elements is blended together, ready to burst into vitality at any time.

And the will of Guixu World has also noticed my existence, and is staring angrily at my every move.It seems that as long as I dare to let the vitality on the sword bloom, it will immediately bring down the supreme murderous intent and destroy all my existence.

Raising the sword to the sky, mustering up all the courage and shouting loudly: "Who will share the sky of ninety thousand miles?"

After finishing speaking, the sky was furious.Endless divine power poured down, forming a black hole vortex above my head.

The black hole vortex is within easy reach, ready to swallow me up at any time and destroy me physically and mentally.

I watched calmly, the sword in my hand still refused to let go.

I don't know how long this confrontation lasted. The black hole vortex gradually dissipated and disappeared into the invisible again.

I can feel that the anger of Guixu World's will has not subsided, but it is willing to give Sha Polang a chance to prove its strength, and the current Battle of the Five Armies is the best test.

After the will to return to the ruins of the world receded, I turned my mind, and a green lotus bloomed on the tip of the sword...

(End of this chapter)