Although the amethyst magic armor of the demon general Wuda is slightly damaged at the edge, it is still shining and has not faded for thousands of years.

Just like his fighting spirit, it has not changed for thousands of years.

He has a visible scar on his right cheek, which is the medal he left behind after the battle.

What is surprising is that there is a fist-sized hole in the left chest of the demon general Uda, and the position of the heart is piercing, which passes through the body. Occasionally, a faint golden arc of lightning can be seen on the surface of the wound.

"That's what Uda said before, very badly wounded? This is a fatal wound. Seeing this, the ghost with a thousand faces couldn't help but be surprised.

"Wuda Demon General is not a human, right? Who can be pierced through the heart and survive for a thousand years?" The bald man looked at the piercing in Wuda's chest, and couldn't help but touch his heart, it hurt to think about it.

"Is he a puppet? Even my zombie golem would have collapsed if he hadn't died, if he hadn't died. Iron Face exclaimed.

"Thank you for rescuing me from the repression in Moshan. I was born with two hearts, and even if one of them were destroyed, I wouldn't die easily. However, due to the obliteration of one of my heart veins and the incomplete body of my body, I have to fight against Moshan's suppression, which has caused most of my life yuan to be lost in this thousand years. Although I have just taken a Demon Blood Pill, I have only recovered some of my strength, and I am afraid that I will not be able to live long. But I will dedicate the last drop of my blood to the Demon Lord's plan to revive the Demon Race. Demon General Uda's eyes were unusually firm. Just as he received the orders of the demon lord thousands of years ago.

Demon General Uda moved, the arm that had been pressed under the ink mountain for thousands of years, the bones at the joints were rattling, and he was quite flexible, and his powerful physique was staggering.

"I see. Where is the inscription on the magic crest you guarded thousands of years ago?" asked the Thousand-Faced Ghost.

"I just got it back in my hands. ”

As he spoke, the demon general Wuda flipped his wrist, and a stone tablet the size of a foot appeared in his palm.

The stone tablet is inscribed with a purple sun demon pattern, and a faint purple light and shadow are emitted.

"Now, let me put the Purple Sun Stone Tablet in its corresponding place and complete the unfinished task thousands of years ago. ”

As he spoke, the demon general Uda turned around, holding the Purple Sun Stone Tablet in one hand, while carefully searching the nearby ground.

"Buzz!"

As soon as he groped out a dozen zhang away, the Purple Sun Stone Tablet in his hand suddenly trembled and made a buzzing sound. And the purple sun pattern on it suddenly lit up, and the light was dazzling.

"Come and see, this is it. The demon general Uda pointed to the ground.

The demon general Uda crouched down and wiped his hand on the ground.

Removing the thick dust, a realistic purple sun engraving was revealed, but the surface was a little mottled.

The demon general Wuda puffed, solemnly knelt on the ground, faced the purple sun inscription on the ground, and prayed sincerely in his mouth: "The god of the purple sun is above, the demon general Wuda is late, please forgive my crimes, and bless my Western Regions demon clan to prosper again." ”

Then, the Demon General Wuda gently placed the Purple Sun Stone Tablet on the Purple Sun Demon Pattern on the ground.

Suddenly, purple light flowed on the surface of the Purple Sun Stone Tablet, and in the blink of an eye, it converged into a palm-sized purple magic vortex.

With the rotation of the magic whirlwind, the Purple Sun Stone Tablet gradually sank into the magic pattern under the ground, and after a while, it was completely hidden in it.

"It went well. Demon General Uda stood up and said.

The Thousand-Faced Ghost let out a sigh of relief and said, "The task given to me by Lord Shadow has been completed as I wished. I'm going back to my life, and maybe the Shadow Lord will have a new task for me to do. Demon General Uda, why don't you leave here with us. Don't you want to meet the Demon Lord?"

Demon General Wuda thought for a moment, his eyes were solemn, and then said, "My life is running out. The Demon Lord wasted a Demon Blood Pill on my body. Right now, this Purple Sun Stone Tablet has just been embedded in the Purple Sun Inscription, and it hasn't resonated with the Purple Sun in the Blue Fire Demon Domain, and it will probably take some time. I'll stay here until I'm done. ”

"In that case, let's take our leave. "A Thousand Faces Ghost Road.

"There will be a period later. ”

"There will be a period later. ”

Next, the Thousand-Faced Ghost turned around and left with the bald man and the iron face.

Left alone with the demon general Uda.

He simply sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and exhaled, and used his magic skills to absorb the powerful power brought by the demon blood pill he had swallowed before.

The purple spirit patterns on his body jumped endlessly, and streams of purple mist emerged from the Heavenly Spirit Cover from time to time.

His whole person's aura of skill is getting stronger and stronger.

From a distance, it looks like a mountain burning with purple flames.

......

Not long after the three of them left.

A white figure quietly came to the space where the demon general Uda was.

This person was wearing a snow-white silk Confucian costume outside, carrying a sheathed long sword diagonally on his back, and the silver silk scarf on his head fluttered slightly in the wind.

The starry eyebrows and sword eyes, the instrument is Xuanang, and the jade tree is in the wind.

Without him, it is Zhan Yunfei.

At this moment, Zhan Yunfei, white robe and snow, ice temperament, give people a cold feeling.

Not long ago, Senior Brother Qi Mu's fall was like an ice lock, locking Zhan Yunfei's heart.

Although Qi Mu died under the bow of the saint of the Yudao Gate, Zhan Yunfei believed that the culprit was the demon clan thousands of years ago. If the demon clan hadn't waged the war thousands of years ago, there would have been no Yudaomen setting up the Confucian Altar here, and there would have been no incident where Senior Brother Qi Mu was buried in the Confucian Altar.

In the classics inherited by Yudaomen, the demons of the Western Regions have long been portrayed as devils who do all kinds of evil. Zhan Yunfei grew up in Yudaomen, so he would naturally be brainwashed by this description.

Generations of hatred may be passed down in this way.

"This time there are two missions. One of them is to recover the saint's bow. Now it seems that the Great Elder of the Blue Star Monarch wants to retrieve the Saint Bow, and he also says that there is a secret in it. It is nothing more than that the saint bow, after it is stained with blood, will produce the evil aura of killing. Spreading this secret will damage the sanctity of the legend of the Confucian sage of Yudaomen. A saint is a spotless existence. But is there really a saint in this world? If so, I believe that Senior Brother Qi Mu is one. It's all my fault, so that Senior Brother Qi Mu lost his life. It's all to blame on those damn demons, they were the ones who attracted the killing. ”

Self-blame, hatred, there was no smile on Zhan Yunfei's face.

The surrounding scenery is dyed by ink, and the grass, trees, mountains and rivers are all like this, wafting with the powerful charm of ink paintings.

In Zhan Yunfei's eyes, it was not a painting, but a cold dark night. And Zhan Yunfei, who was dressed in a white robe, was like a round of ice moon in this cold and dark night, even colder and more eye-catching.

In order not to trigger the defensive prohibition of the formation in the space, Zhan Yunfei secretly urged the Xuanbing Gong. With each step, a layer of paper-thin frost was left under his feet, shielding himself from the aura he emitted with the power of ice.

After a few steps, the frost footprints left behind before will dissipate on their own, turning into white ice mist.

Ice marks, which made his whole person look even colder.

"Looking at the ink-colored scenery around us, this is the formation space of the power of "calligraphy" in the six arts of Confucianism. The power of writing and condensing truth has reached such a scale, which can be called the pinnacle. It was not an easy task to find the seal in the Confucian Altar without Senior Brother Qi Mu. When he came, the Great Elder of the Blue Star Monarch informed him that a powerful demon general had been sealed in the Confucian Heavenly Altar. My second mission is to check that the seal is intact and that the demon will not escape from this place and make trouble. If the demon general is dead, if he is still alive, I will use the blood of the demon general to pay tribute to the spirit of Senior Brother Qi Mu in the sky. ”

With a decision in his heart, Zhan Yunfei was bound to find the seal and the demon general.

Suddenly, Zhan Yunfei noticed a powerful demon spirit fluctuation coming from one direction. It is very similar to the power of the demonic blood it faces when passing through the glazed fire path.

"It's a demon, it's a powerful demon breath. Could it be that the seal was broken? Or maybe the three previous cultivators did something bad? Zhan Yunfei quickly made a judgment.

"I don't know where the disciple of the Heavenly Ghost Sect who helped me before, where Xu Yang is? If he is besieged by the demon general and the three evil cultivators at the same time, I am afraid that he will be more than lucky. Whatever danger lies ahead, I'm going to go over and see. ”

Thinking of this, Zhan Yunfei's pace of moving forward suddenly accelerated.

He used the snow body technique, and the white robe flew snow, gradually disappearing into the distance.

......

On the wasteland, Zhan Yunfei and the demon general Wuda stood face to face.

"You're the Demon General, it looks like you've escaped from the seal. Zhan Yunfei said coldly.

Zhan Yunfei said as he observed the situation around him. For the time being, no traces of the previous three evil cultivators were found, and no trace of Xu Yang was found.

"There's only one demon here, and the seal should be completely broken. This demon general's aura looks like it's still above me. However, there was a huge wound in his heart that had been pierced, which was supposed to be left by the saint's bow. I don't know what kind of evil art this demon general has cultivated, and he can live for a thousand years without the destruction of his heart. Perhaps thousands of years ago, this demon general was indeed very powerful. But now that he is, I may not be able to kill him. A thousand years ago, a saint's bow could seriously injure him. Now, a thousand years later, I have the opportunity to kill him with a saint's bow. Zhan Yunfei thought in his heart.

Demon General Wuda didn't answer Zhan Yunfei's question, his eyes swept over Zhan Yunfei, and his gaze paused slightly at the feather mark on his cuff, concluding that Zhan Yunfei was a disciple of the Feather Dao Sect.

Thousands of years ago, the clothes worn by those Feather Dao Sect disciples who fought against the demon general Wuda had the same feather patterns.

"You are a disciple of Yudaomen, after a thousand years, I didn't expect to see a disciple of Yudaomen. Should I be happy or sorry? Demon General Wuda put his hands behind his back and seemed to be smiling, "I'm happy that I can kill the disciples of the Feather Dao Sect again." It's a pity that thousands of years ago, he couldn't kill all the disciples of the Yudao Sect. ”

"Bold madman, I am Zhan Yunfei, a disciple of the Feather Dao Sect. I have come today to take your life. Zhan Yunfei said simply.

Between the words, neither of them immediately made a move, Zhan Yunfei was constantly testing the situation around him, if the previous three evil cultivators were also nearby, he would not be able to defeat one against four no matter what.

And the demon general Wuda is also worried that if this Yu Dao Sect disciple comes with more than one person, the conflict will attract more Yu Dao Sect disciples. The Purple Sun Tablet he was going to protect had not yet fully fused with the magic pattern at the foot of the formation. Procrastination is the most important thing he should do.