Chapter 3 Devil on the Moon
Throughout history, most famous artifacts have always had some supernatural places. .
As a magical weapon that can suppress and seal the demon god, the Tianxing Sword is the crystallization of the secret treasure of the gods and has already nurtured spiritual magic. Until it was contaminated with the blood of countless people and the resentment and anger at the time of death, this spirituality gradually transformed into demon nature.
However, no matter whether it is spiritual or demonic, it cannot shake Wang Dong's mind. In his eyes, the Tianxing Sword is a weapon that is quite useful and useful. If one day he finds this weapon hinders the master, he will destroy it without any thought.
The Tianxing sword was unsheathed like a sharp light, and the vast and boundless murderous intent and sword energy penetrated through the sky and rushed into the sky.
Looking down from the top of the position at the Mangshantou, you can clearly see the sky above the Japanese position. Half of the sky suddenly became dim. That area seemed to be pulled into the underworld. The ears were filled with ghosts and howlings, and the illusions rose up, as if they had seen the legendary eighteen-level yellow springs, where lonely souls were wandering among them, the dead were displaced, and white bones were piled up into a mountain!
Holding the sword in hand, the mountains and rivers are all in front of you, Wang Dong swung his unremarkable sword.
Faced with these ordinary soldiers, he didn't need any exquisite moves at all.
He waved a sword lightly, and before the sword could be used, Wang Dong's figure suddenly turned into a ray of clear light, and then went to the other side of the battlefield, and also swung a sword.
I saw shadows after shadows as if they were walking out of his body, emerging one after another, and in the breath, hundreds, thousands of figures seemed to be wandering in every corner of the battlefield.
The huge sword pressure enveloped the position, which suddenly triggered a continuous explosion. The entire Japanese position seemed to usher in the doomsday. The earth rolled like a dragon, smoke, dust, sand and gravel rolled up, and a whirlwind rose up. A huge tornado roared towards the sky, rolling up one Japanese soldier after another, shattering howls into mud.
Those murderous weapons forged by modern industry, such as rifles, machine guns, cannons, etc., and the crystallization of human technology, were also overturned and swept out under the power of this immortal and demon, and turned into broken copper and slag. Under the strangled sword energy, they all turned into iron filings and copper slags, splashing in all directions.
The sword light flew for a moment, and suddenly returned to Wang Dong, circling around him, and directly merged with his body. With the sharp sound of breaking wind, it had already descended to the other side of the devil's top, at the center of the Japanese 110th Division.
Another storm swept through!
"Hmm?! There is actually a fish that escapes the net!"
The sword light dissipated, and Wang Dong suddenly returned to the center of the position of the 62nd Division of the Japanese Army. He raised his foot and stomped the mud and sand exploded with a "bang", throwing out a man covered in bruises, describing miserables.
This person was Mr. Yagyu. He took the lead and wanted to protect Hongo Yoshio with himself, but the mud wall was smashed into the air, carrying a huge force. How could Hongo Yoshio withstand it? It was directly shattered!
Although Mr. Yagyu was not dead, he also cut off his hands and kicked. He looked around in a daze, but saw corpses everywhere on the position, his eyes were immediately filled with blood, as if they were about to explode from his eye sockets. He was almost broken: "No! This is absolutely impossible, how could my heroic warrior in the Great Japanese Empire be over like this?"
Wang Dong looked at him, and a faint fire rose in his eyes: "Well... In addition to the internal true qi in his body, he also cultivated another system, which was promoted by qi and blood to transform into an energy similar to 'volatility', which is more suitable for combat and conquest. In terms of simple destructive power, it is stronger than the internal true qi, which is interesting!"
Wang Dong instantly saw through the Japanese samurai in front of him that there were secrets about cultivation, but even though he found that his cultivation system was a little special and unique, Wang Dong only felt a little interested.
When he reached his realm, everything was empty and everything was empty. Only oneself was real. He had long realized that no matter whether it was internal true qi, magic or other practice system, no matter how many external patterns were, its core essence was the same, and it was a manifestation of energy between the heaven, earth and the universe.
For example, internal force, true qi, innate true qi, etc. can also be regarded as a kind of "force field", a kind of "fluctuation", which only shows a variety of patterns due to the amplitude changes of the "fluctuation".
Wang Dong naturally didn't know that if he did not interfere in the pattern of the Tang Dynasty world and developed according to the original trajectory, the subsequent generation of empress Wu also had similar views on the Daoxin Planting Demon** when evaluating the Daoxin Planting Demons.
Wu believes that the Taoist heart seed demon ** is a mental method that regards all things as fluctuations. Every grass and tree are all fluctuations.
Generally, the true qi of martial artists also fluctuates, while the innate true qi is a higher level and subtle fluctuation because it can be combined with the human spirit.
The "demon seed" transcends the fluctuations of life and death, so the capable people cannot.
"How dare you, a damn Chinese? I have many martial arts masters in the Great Japanese Empire, you...!"
Mr. Yausheng seemed to have lost his mind and roared hysterically, but before he could finish a word, Wang Dong raised his hand and pressed it. The ground under Mr. Yausheng's feet cracked open, like a beast with a big mouth, immediately swallowing him in.
He only let out a short scream and was buried in life.
It seemed as if he had done something insignificant. Wang Dong closed his eyes slightly, and the whole world disappeared in his mind and turned into an endless sea of voids. Stars rose in the sea of voids, like burning torches, waving their own sense of existence.
"There are so many experts in this world that they are not inferior to the Tang Dynasty world." Wang Dong slowly opened his eyes and turned his eyes to the southeast: "The place where the Evil Emperor descends is about sixty-three miles away!"
"As for the place where the demon god Tu Li came..." Wang Dong's face appeared with a rare surprise and said to himself: "It's not on the earth, but on the moon star!"
Wang Dong looked up at the sky.
The average distance between the moon and the earth is 384,000 kilometers, but at this moment his eyes seemed to ignore the barrier between the atmosphere and the vacuum, ignore all tangible and intangible matter, penetrated through time and space, and converged onto the surface of the moon, above the body of the demon god Tu Li.
Boom!
Invisible ripples burst out from Wang Dong's body, and wisps of light surged from his body, gathered into human form, flying in a form that surpassed all matter, as if in less than a billionth of a second, Wang Dong suddenly found that he was in a cold and dark universe vacuum.
On the surface of the bumpy moon, a huge demon like a mountain, with a body that was stained with darkness suddenly turned around and faced Wang Dong's eyes.
The demon god Tu Li let out an angry roar and roar. Although it could not form a sound in the vacuum, it caused a strange and unpredictable wave, as if it was directly striking the soul level.
"Sooner or later I will suppress you again!"
Chapter completed!