The Battle Suit of the World is divided into six parts, namely the Jiuxiao Demon-Suppressing Crown, Kunlun Cave Mirror, Qingming Wanhua Belt, Five-Colored Heavenly Mad Robe, Four Beasts Swallowing Heaven Armor, Lingxiao Earth Shoots, and the six treasures are combined, which is "The Jiuxiao Demon-Suppressing Kunlun Cave Mirror, Five-Colored Heavenly Mad Four Beasts Swallowing Heavenly Mad Battle Suiting Heavenly Mad Battle Suiting Heavenly Mad Four Beasts Swallowing Heavenly Mad Battle Suiting Heavenly Mad Battle Suiting Heavenly Mad Battle Suiting Heavenly Mad Battle Suiting Heavenly Mad Battle Suiting Heavenly Mad Battle Suiting Heavenly Mad Battle Suiting Heavenly Mad Battle Suiting Heavenly Mad Boy"... Uh, the name is really a bit long, but this is definitely not the author who is pouring water.

These six kinds of treasures have different functions. Among them, the colorful Tianmai Robe brings more power to the wearer, while the Jiuxiao Demon Suppression Crown has the ability to suppress demons and evil spirits, and has a certain effect on the demon path.

Sun Yan held the third-ranked Zhuangpo Sword among the eight famous swords, and wore the domineering battle robe left by a generation of Heavenly Emperors. The Samadhi True Fire attached to the tip of the sword and turned into the "Zhuanpo Fire Sword". The sword light rolled, the sword energy soared into the sky, bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang, and then fought with Kuilinahong for more than a dozen times. Every collision between the demonic energy and the sword energy shook out scattered sparks.

"Demonic Qi" itself is just a general term, just like the "Magic Qi" of an immortal cultivator. The heavenly court covers three thousand worlds with the sky strips. All the mysterious practitioners will inevitably be influenced and suppressed by the sky strips. For this reason, the Demonic Tao and the Buddhist sect have found different ways of cultivation and magical powers, each creating completely different ways of cultivation and magical powers from the Taoist sect.

Just like Buddhism has various Buddha lights and boxing seals, which are all kinds of strange and diverse, and the magic path is similar. In fact, "demon" and "Buddha" have some similarities in practice, but in terms of means, they are completely opposite. Buddhism emphasizes "savoring all living beings", but the magic path regards sentient beings and all things as sacrifices that make themselves powerful, and acts bloody and cruel, and is extremely extreme.

Although the extreme and extreme side of the demonic path is indeed oppressed by the heavenly court and restricted by the destiny, and has to take the wrong steps and strengthen itself in a way that transcends common sense and worldly manners, all demons often do not regard themselves as human beings, but superior to others and regard human beings as animals. This alone is destined to be on the opposite side of "human", and whether it is God or Buddha, they have always attached importance to prestige and belief in the world. Although this may also be a hypocritical, and the so-called compassion for the heavens is just another way of being above all, the kingly path and the demon path are not originally the purpose but means.

The demonic energy of Kuilinahong is called bitter and poisonous. Its power is equivalent to the Vajra Fist in Buddhism, but it is even more domineering and bloody. Wherever the bitter and poisonous spirit passes, sand and rocks crack, and the ground opens up the mountains. Suddenly, he grabbed Sun Yan's arm and swung it quickly, and the two arms below hit Sun Yan's abdomen.

With a bang, Sun Yan hit a dark demon tree. The demon tree shattered with a bang, but he jumped up again.

Then there was a crisscrossing light and shadow, and Quilinahong's bitterness continued to hit him, punching one after another. If he hadn't been wearing the Bashi Battle Robe, any of the punches would be enough to knock him to ashes.

Sun Yan defeated Quilinahong for the first time, and Fairy Xiangxiang helped him "feed" him, and the second time he was able to fight Quilinahong. Youmazi fought side by side with him. But at this moment, he faced Quilinahong alone, although he held the Zhuangpo Sword and wore the Bashi Battle Jacket, the gap in strength between him and Quilinahong was not easily compensated by the fairy sword and the Battle Jacket. No matter how powerful the Zhuangpo Fire Sword is, what's the use of not hitting the enemy? No matter how powerful the Bashi Battle Jacket is, how many punches can he help him hold on if he keeps hitting like this?

"Boom"! The Zhuangpo Sword turned out two groups of sword waves, and a sword energy burst out, but was once again broken by Kuilinahong. After several consecutive punches, he flew into the air and was hit on the ground. Finally, the bitterness and poisonous force penetrated the armor and spewed out a mouthful of blood. If it weren't for the healing function of the Five Colored Heavenly Crazy Robe, his lungs would be shattered at this moment.

He held the Zhuangpo Sword and stood up shakingly.

Quilinahong snorted coldly... This kid can hold on.

The demon body flashed and he was about to kill him again.

Sun Yan shouted fiercely: "Stop!"

Quilinahong sneered: "What are your last words to explain?"

"I just want to tell you," Sun Yan gasped, "Don't think that you can be so great that you can be powerful for a while. In this world, evil cannot defeat righteousness. There are gods who raise their heads three feet to the point. Good and evil will eventually be punished. If you do evil for a while, the whole family will feel like crematorium..."

Quilinahong couldn't help but cover his stomach and laughed: "What you are going to say is these unnutritional jokes?"

***

On the other side, on the high platform, Long'er looked at the boy in the distance with tears in his eyes. The boy's lonely and helpless figure reminded her of a moment three hundred years ago. A boy led her to run in the wilderness. Behind them, thunder formations and clouds surged, and war drums and thunder were heard.

"We can't escape..." she shouted in panic.

The boy stopped and suddenly laughed to the sky. His face and body were covered with blood marks, making him look hideous and terrifying: "Well, I can't run away, so I'll be here, haha, so I'll be here."

She shed tears: "At this time, I can only... surrender..."

"Surrender?" he laughed, "Why should you surrender? Because evil cannot defeat righteousness? Because I am a demon now, I will let them fight and kill them."

He suddenly turned around and faced the 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals surging from the clouds, his fire spear pointed at the sky angrily.

Her eyes showed horror: "Don't..."

"Long'er, you don't understand," he smiled, laughing with tears in his eyes, "I have to die...I have to die here..."

"Why?" She trembled, "What happened? Why did you have to die? You were framed, the Emperor of Heaven already knows..."

"Well, he knew, he knew it before you told him... Actually they all knew it!"

Her pupils contracted rapidly, and her whole body was dull: "They all know? What the hell are you talking about?"

The boy did not answer her words, but just raised his head and murmured: "It's raining... It's so heavy..."

She also raised her head, and the sudden rain suddenly poured down, rolling wildly, roaring and roaring, as if... God was falling from its painful tears...

"Long'er, live well...be happy!" He turned his head and looked at her with a smile.

Then... she saw his last back...

Carrying a fire spear, he rushed towards the 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals...

***

Fight! Crazy battle!

She fell into the mud and looked up at the battle that had no hope. The evil stars swept by like wind wheels. The five thunder battles will go like lightning, which shakes the storm wildly. The war drums tremble one after another, and the death-seeking tremor hides the bone-permeable sadness.

She cried and kept crying in that direction, but it was useless. No one could hear her voice. The sound of wind, rain, war drums, and weapons were pressing down layer by layer, making her voice small. It was a man's battle, and it was the ultimate sound that she could not intervene.

She is beautiful, but since then, she always can't help but wonder, what else can she have besides beauty?

With the sound of a thunderous sound, all sounds became silent, clanging sounds stopped, drums stopped, and even the sad wind and rain stopped inexplicably, as if God had shed its tears.

She pounced on the ground and kept crying. What else could she do besides crying?

After a while, a rapid wind came, followed by a chaotic sound. She raised her head, eager to see the back again, but that was not. Someone flew from a distance and danced his rod angrily.

"Great Sage, calm down, calm down..." someone shouted.

"Why?" the figure roared, "Why did you kill him?"

"Great Sage, we don't think about it either...but he is like crazy..."

"What the hell are you doing?" The figure roared, and the golden stick smashed away, and the mountains in the distance scattered.

…(To be continued...)
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