Verse 65: Millions of Years of Demon Tribulation - Jianmu
Tengu has always been the main battle demon beast of Erlang Heavenly Monarch, but he can't afford to slash with a drunken snow knife.
The sharpness of the drunken snow knife couldn't help but make Erlang Tianjun's heart cold, and even Chu Yun was slightly stunned. This is still the maximum power he can really use to use the Drunken Snow Knife.
He couldn't help but be surprised and delighted, one by one, the innate drunken snow knife was really an attack treasure, and the attack was unparalleled!
"This knife is actually mixed with the innate Jin Xing True Essence. Good guy, it's an innate demon soldier!" The drunkard king, who had been paying attention to the battlefield, couldn't help but be moved.
"Innate demon soldier, hey, there are a lot of good things on the little guy. The Ten Thousand Poison King also recognized it, which made him even more impressed with Chu Yun.
"Although Erlang Tianjun has that divine passage method, but the weapon is not good, and it is useless to have an empty Dao method. I can't wait any longer," the wine king groaned in his heart and made up his mind.
"Ten Thousand Poison King, you and I are both seniors. To be a senior, you must have a measure. These two young people, either of whom fell, is a pity. As he took a step forward, a powerful spiritual pressure erupted.
The black-robed girl immediately snorted, in her opinion, the King of Wine became as tall as a mountain at this moment, he stood up to the sky and the earth, and the nine heavens and eight desolations were full of his momentum.
"Hmph. Of course the old man knows this. It's just that it's too early to separate them. There must be a winner and a loser, and only then can they give up for a while. The Ten Thousand Poison King said, also exuding spiritual pressure.
Her spiritual pressure is different from that of the wine king. The spiritual pressure of the wine king is like a surging sea, and the atmosphere is heroic. And she is full of a sense of gloom and sinisterness, as if it is a poisonous substance hidden in the darkness, making people feel mysterious, terrifying, and deadly crisis.
However, as the spiritual pressure of the Ten Thousand Poison King was emanated, the black-robed girl in her arms felt the pressure disappear suddenly, and the hallucinations in her eyes disappeared. When he looked at the wine king again, he was dressed in a blue robe fluttering in the wind, hunting, his face was solemn, his tiger eyes were constricted, and he was glaring at his grandmother.
And her grandmother, the Ten Thousand Poison King, was motionless, as if she had become a sculpture of wood and stone, without any sound at all.
"They're competing for spiritual pressure!" The black-robed girl quickly came to her senses and pursed her lips nervously, "The reason why I didn't feel the pressure was because my grandmother protected me."
Grandma wants to protect me, and she also has to deal with the drunkard king, and she is dual-minded......
She couldn't help but secretly worry.
The drunkard king wanted to take action immediately to save Erlang Tianjun. The Ten Thousand Poison King wanted to separate them after the winner was decided. Just when the two kings disagreed and the spiritual pressure was fighting, the battle in the battle array space had a new change.
"Jianmu!" Erlang Tianjun was covered in blood, and his face was pale. Drink loudly and play the last hole card.
Suddenly, the light burst out and flew out of the immortal sac. The surrounding vitality boiled like boiling water, the void exploded wave after wave, and the turquoise brilliance and the vast demonic qi filled the entire formation space.
"Two million years of demon robbery!" Chu Yun was stunned.
The demon in his hand, the highest cultivation, is only a demon robbing psychic snake of more than 900,000 years. But the Jianmu in the hands of Erlang Tianjun has been a demon for two million years.
This just shows that Erlang Tianjun's aura not only surpasses Chu Yun in terms of realm, but also in terms of accumulation, it is also two points stronger than Chu Yun's.
Two million years of demon robbery building wood, as high as a hundred zhang, majestic and magnificent, the weather is thousands.
The building wood is very peculiar, it has no branches, only the main trunk. It is known as the Tree of Babel, and in legend, it is a bridge between heaven and earth. It can grow to thousands of feet, reaching into the sky, and is taller than the mountain peaks.
It is the king of demon plants, pure wood line attributes, born to mobilize and control the surrounding wood line vitality.
Sure enough, as soon as it appeared, the Mu Xing Yuan Qi in the entire formation space violently moved. It seems that thousands of courtiers, seeing the king, have pilgrimaged to Jianmu.
Erlang Tianjun sat cross-legged on the top of Jianmu, he was seriously injured, and the drunken snow knife grazed his heart. In the fierce confrontation, strenuous exercise, arteries gushing, and blood loss was very serious.
But under the shroud of Jianmu's jasper brilliance, his face was full of green energy, and the surging vitality surged in, forming a vortex of vitality around him to heal his wounds.
His originally pale face immediately turned red and moisturized at a visible speed.
At the same time, the blue light on the building wood gushed out, converging into a rolling torrent of jade mangs, like a tsunami, flooding towards Chu Yun.
Chu Yun's eyes froze, and he felt a pressure.
Millions of years of demon robbery is really extraordinary. The power is completely different from the 100,000-year-old demon robbery.
However, he was not afraid at all, and instead revoked the true body of the five virtues.
He put the drunken snow knife on his chest, his expression was solemn, and he slowly spoke: "Transform one by one!"
Rumble M
The turquoise torrent rushed in, boundless, as if it were the sea, rolling up monstrous waves. Completely submerged Chu Yun at once.
But then, little by little, the pale gray light swelled up from the green ocean. Soon, it expanded to the surrounding Shi'an land.
The drunken snow knife radiates a bright glow, forming a gray field. The torrent of stormy waves cannot be crossed by a fraction.
Chu Yun didn't move, as if he was a reef by the sea, his quiet and flat expression brought huge psychological pressure to Erlang Tianjun.
"How many kinds of Transformation Dao Dayun methods has he collected?" Erlang Tianjun's heart sank. He has not used Jianmu, and he also has this concern.
Unexpectedly, Chu Yun really had the method of turning wood and restrained Jianmu to death.
"Alas, Chuan can't help him after all. Grass-headed gods, come out. Erlang Tianjun sighed and summoned forty-nine grass-headed god generals to make a final effort.
These grass-headed gods are all in the realm of peak spirit demons. Each of them has a great background, and it is a demon plant with superb qualifications. There are Zhuzhu grass, Yao grass, ruthless grass, broken intestine grass, etc., which are not ancient curiosities, or rare treasures.
"Kill!"
"Protect the master and kill the enemy!"
"Rush, rush together. ”
The grass-headed gods are as fierce as tigers and wolves, and they are all in human form, all of whom are armored men. Following the turquoise torrent, they all attacked Chu Yun's gray realm.
"Erlang Tianjun, you are defeated. Chu Yun's eyes were calm and he issued a declaration of victory. He had already seen that Erlang Tianjun had exhausted his donkey skills, and his wrist was slightly flipped, and the innate drunken snow knife immediately poured out a piece of snow.
The snow is sharp and unparalleled, and it is slashed on the grass-headed god general. All of them fell apart, severed arms and beheaded.
After a wave, the grass head god general's offensive collapsed, and each of them was seriously injured, and some were even on the verge of death. The surging vitality of the wood line, under the deployment of Jianmu, formed forty-nine whirlpools, enveloping them and healing them, but the results were not good.
Seeing this, Erlang Tianjun had to be moved, and couldn't help but ask again: "What kind of knife are you, and it can actually break the combined lineup of Jianmu and Caotou Divine Generals?"
When he was young, he obtained the royal inheritance of King Bimu in Erlang Mountain on the Lijiang River. The main thing to get is the building wood and the broken grass god.
Jianmu, is a lane strike) has both defense and healing ability. and then take the grass-headed god general to form a perfect match, it is simply an army of demon plants that cannot be killed.
In the past, King Bimu ruled the world according to this means. When encountering a strong enemy, he sits on the top of the building wood and commands the grass-headed god to fight the enemy.
Jianmu can be called a fortress, and the grass-headed gods are also all gifted with magical abilities. This combination is powerful and extremely good at attrition warfare, which gives countless people a headache.
This is Erlang Tianjun's hole card, but it was easily broken by Chu Yun.
"Drunken snow nirvana, called innate. The innate gold is really fine, and the attack is unparalleled. These grass-headed gods, being able to take a knife from me without dying, is already a good performance. Chu Yun slowly stepped forward and walked towards Erlang Tianjun.
He held the drunken snow knife in his hand, stood it on his chest, split the torrent, stepped on the void, and went against the current in the blue sea. Bring strong psychological pressure to Erlang Tianjun.
"Innate?" Erlang Tianjun Shang heard this word for the first time. The look of doubt flashed on his face, and he immediately raised his head and laughed, "Hahaha, Chu Yun, I admire your scheming." I learned a lot from you. If you want to kill me, you better save it. Let's fight again next time! ”
He stood up, stomped his foot lightly, and suddenly the towering Jianmu like a mountain peak under his feet trembled violently. Forty-nine grass-headed god generals, wrapped in vitality, rolled up to the building wood.
These grass-headed gods have all turned into their original forms, and a puff of rare grasses with strange appearances has spread wildly with the help of the majestic wood vitality provided by Jianmu and the endless vitality.
Crunch .......
At the same time, there are also endless branches and branches growing on the wood. They swelled quickly, from small shoots to towering trees in the blink of an eye.
The towering tree then turned into a giant tree, but it did not slow down, but continued to grow at an alarming rate.
At the same time, the branches and leaves of these big trees also follow the changes of the main trunk, growing wildly and spreading endlessly.
In addition to these branches, forty-nine kinds of demon grasses also spread at a terrifying speed. Forming a huge sea of grass. Among them, on the body, demon-like blades of grass, each of which is dozens of feet long.
This is the Grass Realm Forest Sea Technique!
King Bimu pressed the bottom of the box and tried his best to use the Taoist method!
"Goodbye, Jianmu. Erlang Tianjun gritted his teeth, and the next moment he resolutely used the Void Mirror and left this formation space.
Stay in the green mountains without worrying about no firewood.
"I was willing to give up these rare monsters. Sky Crane!" Chu Yun sneered.
"Huh?" his face changed.
The ability of the Sky Crane was limited, no, to be precise, this formation space was locked.
"Babel Tree....... Chu Yun's eyes narrowed and he looked at Jianmu, "I didn't expect it to have such an effect." ”
Brush Brush Brush!
At this moment, endless trees spread over, as if thousands of demons stretched their claws and arms.
It's overwhelming, endless.
Chu Sheng slashed it away, and suddenly the sawdust flew and cracked, and the blades of grass flew wildly. But soon, the subsequent leaves spread and grew again, and the eradication could not be exhausted, and the tail could not be removed.
Trouble. (To be continued.)