ebookland Chapter 579 The loss of gods and demons (page 12)
Chapter 579 The loss of gods and demons (page 12)
"Victory..."
Immortal Clumsy Fool couldn't help but sigh quietly, and the voice he murmured was a little soft, floating in the mighty wind, scattered under the bright sky, and no one heard it.
Not long ago, Emperor Nianci did not hesitate at all. He shook the demonic tide in front of the Jianzong Yuanshen, and it penetrated into the deep depths like ripples. In the following time, the demons that destroyed all the veins began to retreat towards Xuanzong. In the direction of Broken Sea, except for the family members of the trapped world and lucky ones.
The final battle to the death will consume every drop of blood and every ray of demonic energy of these demons.
Since the emperor no longer exists, the existence of his family members has no meaning.
And when the demonic tide covering the sky and the earth lost its chaotic nature and desperately retreated towards the Central Plains Demonic Realm like an ebbing tide, the many magical brilliance rolled out of the golden pillars chased them away one after another. The seven-star monks could not help but After stopping the attack, the demon's family members were killed, and the sky was filled with blood. With the blessing of the demon-breaking power, a lot of the real demons with form and the real demon without form were left behind.
What's the cost? Immortal Clumsy Fool gently exhaled, as if he was still upset, and a sword energy suddenly struck the empty void. Looking at the location of the Fluttering Light Star, the expression of Jian Zong Yuanshen seemed to be filled with unwillingness, and even more so with deep shame.
It is difficult to penetrate the sword. Daozi dares to fight gods and demons to come to rescue him, but he is rewarded with his life. When he comes, his youth is like ice and snow, but after a battle, he is stubborn and his body is withered.
How stupid! If the emperor wants to leave, let him go. Why should he die with him?
"It's so stupid..." Clumsy Immortal Lord felt like there was something stuck in his chest, but it was too complicated to describe.
The hand of the Immortal Master holding the Dao sword was already trembling a little, and even seemed a little clumsy, like a sword cultivator holding a sword for the first time. At this moment, he already understood how precious the treasure in the West End was lost!
This is the talent of the emperor that everyone in the Destruction lineage covets. It is the sharpest sword and the strongest shield in the West.
Unfortunately, it is now destroyed.
Perhaps, the current battle is indeed a victory, and it has caused the two emperors to fall into this, but if we look at it on a larger time scale, Xiji will probably lose completely.
When the Immortal Lord rushed to the Shaking Light Star, he saw that all the golden elixirs had solemn expressions, and some even looked very sad. This was not a sign of victory at all.
Immediately, the Clumsy Immortal became jealous, pointed at the golden elixir of a sword sect, and asked tremblingly, "Where is Mo Shu? Where is Mo Shu?! Tell me, where is he!"
As soon as the words were spoken, the glistening eyes of several golden elixir cultivators turned into pearls and rolled down their faces. They seemed to be full of sorrow and wanted to end their lives today, and it seemed that their hopes had finally stopped at a certain moment.
Vaguely, it seemed as if it was the same as before. There was an elegant Taoist man in white, walking on the steps of gods and demons. It was the emperor who came to the golden pillar today, but his facial features were the same as before.
The Clumsy Immortal Lord sighed, his hands hanging down in vain, as if all the energy and energy in his body had been sucked away.
"Immortal Lord, Sect Master Jiang is in the Yiyuan. He said he was a little tired and wanted to take a rest. He asked me not to disturb him, but he also left a message. If the Immortal Lord comes, there will be a cup of tea in the garden. Waiting..."
Jin Dan, who was acting temporarily, cupped his hands, paused, and then said cautiously, "Immortal Lord, Sect Master Jiang has been affected by his luck, so if you have any knots in your mind, just let them go."
Immortal Clumsy Fool was startled, and then he realized what the other side was worried about. He knew nothing about the previous plans and these golden elixirs. He didn't bother to explain. The most important thing at the moment was to do everything possible to prevent the backlash of the fate of heaven and earth.
"Lead the way, I'm here to save Mo Shu! If there is any way in the world to prevent the backlash of luck, it is with the Xuanhen Dao Sword..." The Yuan Shen of the Sword Sect spoke in a deep voice, not caring at all that a group of golden elixirs suddenly appeared. The joy in his raised eyes was like a turn of events, like an escape from a desperate situation.
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At this time, wonderful flowers are in full bloom in the small garden, and the leaves are green and green. The soft wind blows through the shadows of the trees, and there seems to be a touch of fragrance of grass and trees. Although there is no wind and moon in the graceful scenery, it has a reassuring flavor.
The elegant Taoist scholar was sitting in it, drinking tea calmly, as if he had exchanged his trivial worldly affairs for a moment of leisure.
"Is the Immortal Lord here? I think Emperor Nianci tried his best to stop me. It's not easy to come all the way. My tea-making skills have not improved, so don't dislike it, the Immortal Lord."
Jiang Moshu turned his head and caught a glimpse of Jian Zong Yuanshen entering the small garden. He laughed and said, "After the war, slowly sipping a cup of tea or drinking warm wine is a pleasure in life. I don't have warm wine here. There’s no shortage of tea.”
"Moshu, I didn't expect that the Emperor of Destruction would see through our plan..." A trace of sadness appeared on the face of Immortal Clumsy, and there was even more regret in his tone, "Emperor Nianci kept pestering me, but I didn't hold back. , but the nature of chaos blurs my senses..."
Jiang Moshu nodded in agreement, with an expression of fear on his face, and spoke with enthusiasm, "Yes, the mystery of the nature of chaos is comparable to the Eight Wonderful Arrays of Immortals and Demons in the East Realm. Don't look at it just because you lost your bearings. In the battle with Huanghuang In the fight for victory or defeat, it is an extremely powerful method."
Jiang Moshu couldn't help but be deeply wary of Xijitian's method of opening up the whole map for himself and casting the fog of war on the other side. No wonder the Demon of Destruction of All Meridians was so confident in the battle.
What's the difference between this and cheating? No wonder Destruction of the Heavens is invincible.
At the moment, there is no better way to deal with it. We can only hold up the Xuan Suihai defense line first, blocking the confrontation with the Central Plains Demon Realm, and preventing the Emperor of the Destruction of All Meridians from having the opportunity to launch the chaotic demonic tide.
Jiang Moshu looked at Clumsy Immortal Lord and saw that he seemed to have no interest in tea and did not sit down. He just silently took out a jar of spiritual wine, stood there and drank it.
"It's obvious that two emperors have lost, why doesn't the Immortal Lord look happy at all?" Jiang Moshu said with concern, as if he was a little worried about the other side, "Although this battle failed to end once and for all, after all, the demons of the broken lineage were forced back. The defense line of the Central Plains Demon Realm and Xuan Sui Hai can already be re-established."
"Yes, we won, we won..."
Immortal Clumsy Fool murmured, as if talking in his sleep, and then suddenly smashed the spirit wine in his hand to the ground.
Snapped!
After all, the wine jar is a spiritual weapon. It is not broken, but is lying crookedly on the ground. The spiritual wine flows out from the mouth of the jar, as if it is flowing away in a floating life, as if it is far away, sighing to someone with regrets.
In the quiet little garden, the sound of hitting the ground was so harsh, like the sound of wind and thunder, sighing that Jin Ge was dying.
The chest of Jian Zong Yuan Shen was heaving violently, as if the war drum had not stopped, as if he was looking at the sky unwillingly. What did the two emperors mean? How could they compare with the Daozi in front of him? How could he be said to have won?
Nowadays, the abyss of calamity is getting worse, and the Demon of Destruction is eyeing him. Demon Master Jia Yun is really like a vicious snake. Without the Silent Sword in front of him, and without the Lord of Punishing Heaven, the future of the sects in the West is very worrying.
"Don't worry, Mo Shu. Even if the luck comes back, the Xuanhen Dao Sword can't resist it, but it can cut off his luck to make up for your luck. It can always block it a few times..." Immortal Clumsy Fool sighed. His tone seemed to have made some kind of determination.
The backlash of luck is the rejection of heaven and earth. If it cannot be offset or blocked, it will only become stronger and stronger, and eventually it will gather to the point where it is unstoppable.
The Xuanhen Taoist Sword that cut off Ye Fengche's luck as a human emperor fell down a level just because it was counterattacked by the luck of humanity. If the luck was cut off to compensate for Jiang Moshu, I am afraid that the Taoist sword would be destroyed if it could only resist for a period of time at most. .