The most powerful villain in the heavens

Chapter 424
The old monk looked at Yu Wentian, frowned slightly, clasped his hands together, and saluted Yu Wentian.

"At the beginning, it was the fellow daoist who allowed me to see through it for a while, so that I achieved the achievements I have now. Of course, I will never forget this matter, but I really want to know why the fellow daoist entered the demon world directly?"

Yu Wentian snorted coldly, "Master himself is the Demon Lord of the Southern Territory. When he arrives in this new place, of course he has to enter the Demon Realm to meet his identity."

The old monk shook his head, he wasn't the only one who came from the Southern Region, the current General Chen Long came from the Southern Region, only a few thousand years earlier than him.

In addition to General Chenlong, there are many gods who also came from the southern region. Without exception, they all fell into the sky city, and Yuwentian did not appear.

The only possibility is that Yu Wentian got here differently from them, and got here through some kind of secret technique. Looking at Yu Wentian's cultivation base, this possibility is a bit more likely.

The old monk sighed, it would be great if Yu Wentian was of the right way, "I wonder if I can ask my fellow Taoist, how is the Southern Territory now?"

When he left, he still created an obstacle for Yu Wentian, hoping to preserve the safety of the people in the southern region, otherwise, Yu Wentian would not have confronted him like this.

Hearing the old monk's question, Yu Wentian faced the wind and laughed wantonly.

"The people you want to protect in the Southern Territory were all killed by the young master when you left. The whole world has been reborn, but the young master has absorbed all the essence of the Southern Territory, and today's I am afraid that there are no living beings in the Southern Territory."

The old monk took two steps back, blaming himself very much. At that time, he only thought about his own ascension, but did not fully pay attention to the creatures in the southern region. Their demise also had a certain relationship with him.

"Fellow Daoist, I owe you a favor, but I have to do some things. You must die here today."

The old monk suddenly turned into a golden Buddha and sat in front of Yu Wentian as firmly as Mount Tai. Even if he sat cross-legged, he was still a head taller than Yu Wentian.

The gods have already sent him a message, telling him to make a quick decision and not to be remembered, otherwise, he may be expelled to the wild land of God.

I have also heard of this place before, it is the purgatory of the gods, it is so difficult that almost no gods can survive in it for a long time, let alone come out.

Yu Wentian took a step back, the flames around him turned into a black aura, and the aura condensed, and eight arms grew out of Yu Wentian's back. One of his eyes was filled with black magic energy, while the other was Gray evil.

This is the eight-armed demon god, which can be regarded as a kind of Buddha, but it is just a pagan Buddha, and it is not too much to be called a demon.

The moment the demon god appeared, he was on par with the old monk's Buddha light, almost on par. The old monk was also mentally prepared. The power of purification just now couldn't help Yu Wentian, and the current golden body naturally couldn't resist Yu Wentian's.

"Ten Mile Golden Lotus."

The old monk cut his finger, but golden blood flowed out from it. The blood of three places fell into the ground, and suddenly a golden force spread across the ground. There is a golden lake, and in the lake, there are thousands of golden lotus blooming.

The prototype of this trick is the ten-mile red lotus, which is used to imprison demons, but now it has been changed to ten-mile golden lotus by the old monk, which is even more powerful.

Yu Wentian could feel an inexplicable confinement force in the golden pool, wanting to freeze his whole body, and then drag him into the golden pool.

"Devil Purgatory."

Yuwentian's ten hands formed a seal together, and the gray-black power went straight towards the golden pond. Immediately, the ten-mile golden lotus was enveloped by the devil's fire, and Yuwentian also felt that he didn't feel much better.

It's just that in the meridians, the aura seemed to be emptied suddenly.He has not yet reached the realm of the primordial spirit, and he cannot transform and stretch. It is okay to manifest the eight-armed demon god, but this demonic purgatory cannot be supported by his current realm.

Although he can defeat his opponent across realms, the gap in realms is fully exposed in terms of the thickness and purity of spiritual power, and there is still a huge gap.

"Fellow Daoist, forget it, you are too weak now, you are not the old monk's opponent, you should catch it without a fight. For the sake of your kindness to the old monk, the old monk will definitely leave a life in the golden pool Cultivate until you lose your demon nature."

Yu Wentian immediately looked at the old monk coldly, originally he was thinking to try it first, if he really couldn't beat him, he used his kindness as an excuse to ask the old monk to let him go, now it seems that this road is scary It won't work, the old monk is much more rigid than he imagined.

"Old monk, the young master will tell you today, don't think that the young master will confess in front of you, today it's either you die or I live, let's see the truth."

The old monk was stunned for a moment before realizing that Yu Wentian meant that he was dying in this forest no matter what, and only Yu Wentian was alive.

Shaking his head, the evil spirit on Yu Wentian's body suddenly disappeared for some reason, but the somewhat uncomfortable temperament on his body is still there.

"Since you are stubborn, I can't care so much anymore. If I meet the reincarnation of fellow Taoist again, I will treat you well."

The calm golden pond suddenly rolled, and countless Buddha lights flew up from the golden pond, like golden swords, attacking Yu Wentian.

It is rare to have a very powerful martial art in Buddhism, and this move is one of them.

Yu Wentian calmed down and carefully watched the rhythm in the golden pool. The aura in his meridians could not be recovered for a while, and the old monk had to be dealt with as soon as possible.

Yuwentian took out a sword pill from the treasure bag, which is necessary for a strong swordsman. Of course, it was taken from Yuanba by Yuwentian before. There are 81 real swords in total. For each sword, there are 81 swords of the void.

It has to be said that the wisdom of the ancients was very powerful, otherwise, such an invention would not have appeared.

The spiritual energy was injected into the sword pill, and the sword pill turned into a bright long sword immediately, but above the long sword, there was still a black-gray breath shining.

It's just that the old monk still faintly felt a threat from this sword. Yu Wentian transformed the sword pill, which was several times more powerful than before.

(End of this chapter)