538: The true king turns into a demon and fights to the death without retreating(1/2)
Yang Jian benefited from the protection of the ancient mantra, so he was still able to preserve more of his fairy spirit.
Otherwise, given the current environment in Heaven, even the Three Pure Ones and Four Imperial Guards would not be able to withstand it, let alone Yang Jian.
What I mean by this is not that I look down on Yang Jian, but because the demonic energy is so weird.
"That's it."
Yang Jian took a greedy breath, his narrow eyes slowly closed, and there was a look of relief on his face: "Then let's do it."
He had waited too long to see Zuo Chongming.
Now that this person has finally arrived, he can also relieve himself of his heavy burden.
Whoosh…….
As soon as he finished speaking, Zuo Chongming reached out and grabbed him between the eyebrows.
Unexpectedly, his actions were not hindered in any way. The surging demonic energy in Yang Jian's body seemed eager to expel this thing.
So when Zuo Chongming's fingertips touched Yang Jian's forehead, it didn't look like the eyes were gouged out at all, but rather squeezed out by demonic energy.
Click~!
It wasn't until the bloody eyeball fell into Zuo Chongming's hand that the crisp sound of bone cracking reached everyone's ears.
There was a bloody hole in the middle of Yang Jian's forehead, and trembling red and white brains could even be seen through the hole.
This eyeball is different from an eye. It is embedded in the bone. Taking it out is equivalent to digging a hole between the eyebrows...
Buzz….
As soon as the eyeball came into Zuo Chongming's hand, it suddenly shrank.
It's as if the blooming flowers have been drained of their nutrients, and are visibly shriveled...
Following Zuo Chongming's thoughts, true energy seeped out from his hands, lightly wiping away the debris on the surface.
All he saw was a jade-like jade-like stone in his palm, only the size of a fingertip, with vague lines engraved on it.
"Tsk."
Longzu smacked his lips and sighed: "The news of the Nine-Character Mantra has been widely circulated, but no one has collected it completely in so many years."
"It turns out that one of them is Erlang Shen's third divine eye, hidden in this heaven. No wonder no one can collect them all."
Lan Yu glanced at Long Zu and said, "Have you forgotten that there is another one overseas? Zuo Chongming found it from Fangcun Mountain."
Ancestor Tianhu asked in a hoarse voice: "Now that eight of the nine-character mantras are found, where is the remaining one?"
"Hell."
"how do you know?"
Lan Yu and others suddenly turned their heads, with deep confusion in their eyes.
"infer."
Zuo Chongming said thoughtfully: "Each of the nine-character mantras has its own tendencies. The Erlang Shen mantra focuses more on strengthening the foundation and cultivating the body, calming the mind and nourishing the soul."
"Based on the analysis of the functions of other mantras, it is not difficult to draw a conclusion. The last mantra also tends to the soul, but focuses on attacks."
When Long Zu heard this, he couldn't help but ask: "For example?"
Zuo Chongming sneered: "For example, reincarnation, cleaning memory, tampering with consciousness..."
Ancestor Tianhu was shocked and said in horror: "You said you were going back, player...do you doubt..."
"That's right."
Zuo Chongming looked at Yang Jian, stretched out his hand to hold Ming Xiaoshan, and sighed: "But this is not important. What is important is how to survive the current disaster."
At this time, Yang Jian's body was wrapped in a strong layer of demonic energy, and his exposed skin was covered with black, dense lines like spider webs.
The hole between his eyebrows continued to squirm, gradually condensing into a whirlpool-like deep red devil eye that exuded ferocious aura.
His closed eyes have been opened, and the clarity in them has long since disappeared, replaced by surging resentment that is as real as ever...
Phew~!!
The eagle roared for nine days, and the fairy palace was shattered.
A giant eagle with rotting fur and wings spread nearly a hundred feet fell from the sky, and its claws as sharp as a spear swept towards it.
"I deal with it."
Dragon Ancestor frowned, and immediately stood up and manifested his dragon body. He raised his head and roared towards the giant eagle.
Seeing him suddenly throw out the dragon's tail, with strong demonic power, it fiercely hit the wings of the giant eagle, and the dragon's claws quickly entangled them.
"Hoo, ho..."
There was a heavy, foul-smelling sound of breathing, accompanied by the thunderous sound of drums.
All they saw was a Linma with foggy hooves and a demonic aura all over its body, smashing through the fairy palace and rushing towards Zuo Chongming and the others.
"Leave this to me."
Lan Yu suddenly fluttered his wings and took off into the sky, whistling blue flames that filled the sky, and rushed towards the dragon and horse with great momentum. The power of the phoenix was unstoppable.
"Woof woof!!"
There was a rapid barking, and the surrounding space suddenly distorted.
Without any warning, a monster with the size of a calf, covered in black energy and only two spots of scarlet appeared, biting Zuo Chongming fiercely.
The sudden attack forced Zuo Chongming to change his target. He turned around and attacked the vicious dog, and his sword was blazing to kill it.
"Damn..."
Ancestor Tianhu's eyes flashed with a faint light, and the nine tails behind him were raised like dart flags. He leaned forward and growled: "I'll wrap it around..."
Bang!!
Zuo Chongming struck out with his whip leg and kicked the Roaring Sky Dog directly towards the ancestor Tianhu. At the same time, he used his strength to move his body and continued to rush towards Yang Jian like an arrow from the string.
The series of emergencies may seem long, but in fact, only about a breath has passed since Zuo Chongming dug out Yang Jian's third eye.
The situation is changing so fast that it is hard to accept.
"Ha~!"
Yang Jian let out a slight sneer, and the magic eyes between his brows suddenly opened, shooting out a dark devil-like beam of light, hitting the sharp edge accurately.
Zuo Chongming felt his arm tremble violently, and the essence that had been condensed to the extreme collapsed in an instant, and his long body was buzzing and he was about to let go.
Ouch…….
A shrill dragon roar sounded.
But he saw Yang Jian standing up after patting the case. Demonic energy gathered in his hands, and a ferocious black dragon wrapped around his body. In a moment, it condensed into a three-pointed two-edged spear.
Ding dong~!
There was a loud bang like thunder, and the aftermath was visible to the naked eye.
Zuo Chongming struggled to hold the weapon, and suddenly kicked Yang Jian. When Yang Jian retreated with a groan, he unleashed the Emperor Wu Fist.
Wherever the punch passed, the ground exploded.
A long and slender straight line, several feet deep, burst out and hit Yang Jian's chest with a devastating force, shattering his armor.
Susu…….
Yang Jian seemed to feel no pain and swallowed the punch forcefully. The three-pointed and two-edged gun flipped in his hand and was thrown out, and dragon shadows suddenly appeared.
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There was only a clanging and violent sound erupting from inside, and from time to time the phoenix could be heard chirping and chanting, and then the prairie fire phoenix exploded, wildly destroying everything around it.
kill!
Yang Jian raised his hand to grab the three-pointed two-edged gun that flew back, and with a kick of his foot, it disappeared instantly.
When Zuo Chongming saw this scene, he didn't even think about it. He wrapped his arms around his body, turned around and let out a soft cry, then thrust his carbine back in an instant.
The beak of the phoenix is broken.
The phoenix flutters its wings and lights up the sky with blazing flames.
Yang Jian seemed to have arrived at his door. He happened to appear behind Zuo Chongming and saw Feng Ying coming towards him.
There was no room for reaction at all. He was directly pecked by the beak of the phoenix, and was then engulfed by the blazing flames.
But soon, along with a sad and choking dragon roar, a black light erupted with overwhelming force.
Only a looming shadow of a dragon was seen, and the demonic energy exploded in the sky. Not only did it scatter the phoenix fire in the sky, but it also engulfed Zuo Chongming with unabated force.
Phoenix fire starts a prairie fire.
The long spear in Zuo Chongming's hand shook violently, and hundreds of afterimages appeared in an instant, and the vivid shadows of phoenix birds flew out from among the shadows.
The roar of dragons and phoenixes echo each other.
The black water is blazing, covering the sky and the sun.
To be continued...