Chapter 666: Uninvited Guest, Dark Clouds Crush the City
The muscles on the white-clothed demon monk's face twitched, and he squeezed out a wry smile: "Master Jiang, you misunderstood the poor monk!" The poor monk did not hesitate to lose the true yuan to retain Xiao You's consciousness, but also to explore the true meaning of the road of life and death. This kind of seeking truth can't be simply commented on by the word 'good or bad', right? It is true that the poor monk committed the murder, but on the other hand, if he really gains something, all living beings in the world will benefit from it-"
"Put away that fake face!" Jiang Chen interrupted him unceremoniously, "Doesn't this kind of self-righteous compassion feel disgusting?" You think I can't guess your purpose? Disrupt the laws of life and death, destroy the boundaries of yin and yang, and subvert the foundation of the Great Dao, so that you can profit from it! Doesn't Zhong Shuiyue think so? β
"You're really mistaken!" The demon monk smiled more and more sincerely, "If that's the case, the Three Realms will be destroyed, no matter how much it benefits, what can it be?" β
Jiang Chen snorted: "For a person like you, all beings in the Three Realms are ants, how can they compare to the immortality of 'Nirvana'? β
Without waiting for the demon monk to argue, he stretched out a palm, "If you really have such mercy, it's better to be like this, I'll give you a choice: Xiao You and Ling's own lives, you can only choose one of the two." Would you like to pick one and take a look? β
The demon monk's gaze fell on the palm of that hand. He had no doubt that this slender, clean-looking, scholar-like palm could erase his consciousness in an instant.
He had a solemn look on his face, and he muttered for a long time, and finally closed his eyes and let out a long breath: "I choose Xiaoyou." β
Looking at his tragic appearance, Jiang Chen sneered: "You think you are killing yourself, but you don't know that in Xiao You's eyes, you have already deserved to die." β
The demon monk said: "The poor monk never thinks he is great, and he doesn't need the sympathy of others. β
"It's your choice."
"For poor monks, there is no second option."
"That's good." Jiang Chen raised his palm, "It also saves you a lot of trouble." β
He looked at the chains and dense charms wrapped around the tree, and was about to slap it out with one palm, but he suddenly turned his head and frowned to look east.
Demonic rage.
A big demon is coming.
Tempted by this, the restless demon uncovered the spell of the little Taoist priest Yuyin, smashed through the high wall, and rushed to the city.
The movement can be heard for miles.
"Coming for you again?"
The demon monk lowered his eyebrows: "The poor monk doesn't know. β
"I wanted to loosen the tie for you, but now it seems that it is not necessary." Jiang Chen lowered his arm, his figure flashed, and he appeared dozens of feet away.
The demon monk slowly opened his eyes and looked at his distant back, a smile appeared on his face.
"It's really not necessary......" a low sigh permeated the entire courtyard.
When Jiang Chen swept to the city wall, he happened to see the scene of nearly 100 monsters hitting the trapped demon circle at the same time.
Not only those rough-skinned beast demons, but also the scrawny wood spirits and creeping insects and snakes all seemed to be inspired by some great will, and one after another they bumped into the translucent light curtain, not sparing their heads to break the bloodstream.
"Bang bang ......"
The violent and rapid impact caused the Fanghua Guan Secret Treasure in mid-air to tremble and emit a piercing buzz.
The little Taoist priest Yu Yin, who was guarding the magic weapon under the city wall, also turned pale and trembled, and his spell-casting action was also deformed.
"Spare your life?" Jiang Chen stepped out of the city wall with a volley.
A moonlight flashed, and the bodies of dozens of youkai shattered at the same time, forming a huge scar along with the earth beneath their feet.
The monsters soaked in this hazy moonlight fell down one after another. Blood, blue or red, spurted out, dyeing the land with a colorful ribbon. The survivors behind the streamers scrambled backwards one by one, away from the dead zone, with screams and screams.
A simple "spatial scar" took the lives of at least thirty or forty monsters. Only then did the rest of the crowd remember the man's name, and remembered the fundamental reason why hundreds of demons had been shouting loudly but never daring to take a step beyond the thunder pond during these days.
Jiang Chen's figure floated down and landed next to the little Taoist Yu Yin.
The little Taoist let out a long breath of turbidity, and his arm was still shaking uncontrollably from the spell backlash. He didn't look at Jiang Chen, but stared directly at the sky above his head.
The black clouds are engulfing, which seems to indicate that a thunderstorm is coming.
"They, ...... on it," the little Taoist priest's throat was a little dry.
With his spiritual sense, when he sensed the two demonic breaths in the dark clouds, he had an instinctive trembling feeling.
In the not very long cultivation career of the little Taoist priest Yuyin, he has never felt such a terrifying demonic aura.
Compared with the red eyebrows, compared to Miao Luo and Bian Cheng King, the two big demons at this time are much more high-profile and wild, and before they show their figures, they have made the whole city prostrate under their coercion.
"It's a bit of a stretch." Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes and also looked into the depths of the thick clouds, "But this guts are not very good, if you don't come, you are afraid of wolves and tigers, you are not happy!" β
The big demon in the clouds probably heard his comment, and seemed to be a little annoyed, and the black cloud was like giving birth to tentacles, churning in the air.
Feeling the anger of the big demon, the humming sound became more and more sharp, as if it was about to break away from the control of the rain cause and flee away on its own.
Jiang Chen turned his head and glanced at the little Taoist Yu Yin who was sweating on his forehead, and said, "You go back first." Watch the door, and come out in two hours. β
Yuyin nodded, without being polite, took away the secret treasure with a little difficulty, and turned straight away.
He knew very well that the battle that was going to take place next was beyond the level he could meddle in. It's just the aftermath, and I'm afraid I can't resist it.
Another burly figure in pitch-black armor walked towards him, rubbing shoulders with Yuyin, and his calm and thick aura made him look sideways slightly.
- This taciturn black swordsman shouldn't be under those two demons, right?
Thinking wildly, he saw the black swordsman leap forward, and his burly body exerted a disproportionate agility, and he immediately climbed the arrow tower at the highest point of the wall.
Glitter looked up at the sky.
Two against two, one side in the sky and the other on the ground, looking at each other in the air.
The demon king behind the clouds had probably been angered by Jiang Chen's wild words, and controlled the rolling black clouds to gradually fall to the ground.
Behind the thick curtain that churned like tentacles, two monstrous shadows were faintly revealed. One is armed with a giant scythe, and the other has wings on its back.
"Since we are destined to meet, let's report a name." Jiang Chen said, casually breaking a dead branch.
Ever since he gave it away, it had been difficult for him to find a weapon that fits him. With his current martial arts, except for the magic weapons such as "Shadow Chopping" and "Shine Courage", the others are no different from grass and trees, most of the time he directly uses his fists, and occasionally encounters strong opponents, in order to perform swordsmanship, he will find a weapon. At present, the two demon kings are worthy of his opponents.
The thin branches that were brittle and easy to break actually emitted an endless dragon groan in Jiang Chen's hands, and the sword qi was as dazzling as a cold star under the gloomy clouds.
As his wrist flipped, the heavens and the earth seemed to be a little colder.
And the two demon kings who came violently, their footsteps seemed to be slightly stagnant.
"Osan Tsune!"
"Yaoshan-kun!"
The two demons announced their names one after another, one with a thin and sharp voice, and the other with a slightly dull voice.
"I'm Jiang Chen." Jiang Chen's response was equally concise, and at the same time he pointed to the wall behind him, "This is Yingfu." β
The two demons had heard of the name of the Regret Playboy, but they didn't know who Ying Chao was, and they felt that the evil aura coming from this big black man was much stronger than that of the Regret Playboy, and they couldn't help but take a few more looks.
"What is the relationship between this luminous old man and the "Black Sword Saint" Dong Yuan Wu?" Wushan-kun asked.
It is a two-foot tall bird spirit, with a black body, a sharp beak and a sharp beak, a red crown on the head, a pair of small eyes scattered on both sides of the forehead, dripping and spinning from time to time, and you can know that the heart is treacherous at a glance.
"It doesn't matter."
If you really want to talk about the relationship, the entanglement between Yingfu and the Black Sword Saint can be a long list, but Jiang Chen is reluctant to report first like a storyteller, "If you want to ask my name and surname, it's like thunder and thunder; He lives in the dark red hill in the northwest and is famous in the white-robed army; Before the Red Moon Sword Saint drove the royal car, he was originally the champion of martial arts; General Tong is my art teacher, in charge of 30,000 soldiers in Xifu......" and then read all the names of Jiang Hong, Baihua, Chu Hua, Tong Yuan, etc., although this seems to have a sense of epic grandeur, but it is really self-defeating.
The two demons obviously didn't believe it.
Wu Shanjun wanted to ask again, but Jiang Chen preemptively said, "What is the relationship between the two demon kings and the red eyebrows?" β
Yaoshanjun, who is shaped like a praying mantis, is an uncontrollable character, and immediately replied: "Back then, the two of us practiced in Kunlun Mountain with red eyebrows, and were called the three saints of Kunlun. Later, he converted to Buddhism and said goodbye to the mountain, but our brotherhood remained undiminished. Now that we heard that he was in trouble, we came to help! β
Jiang Chen let out an "oh" clearly, and looked back and forth on the faces of the two of them: "It turns out that the two saints of Kunlun have arrived, disrespectful, disrespectful." β
Yao Shanjun shook the sickle in his hand and shouted: "If you know each other, hurry up and hand over the red eyebrows, otherwise with your small body, I will cut you in two with one knife!" And this little broken city, I can't stand two knives at all! β
Wu Shanjun poked it with his wings, and his tone was much more polite than the latter: "I cherish the name of the playboy, we have admired it for a long time." But the brothers are in trouble, and they can't be ignored. As long as you put back the red eyebrows, we'll be fine. β
Jiang Chen smiled: "The two demon kings are so affectionate and righteous, and they admire it very much. It's just that this red eyebrow, I can't put it for the time being, please understand! β
Yao Shanjun's face was about to attack as soon as his face changed, Wu Shanjun quickly pressed his shoulder, turned to Jiang Chen and said: "I know that the playboy has superb swordsmanship, and he doesn't take my brothers seriously, but when he acts in the world, he has always had to take advantage of the word." It's your fault for this, so why do you have to give my brothers an explanation, right? β
The monster actually wants to reason with humans, and if others see it, I'm afraid that their jaws will fall. But Jiang Chen was used to this kind of style. As his cultivation became higher and higher, whether he was a demon or a demon, everyone became more reasonable in front of him.
Reading and cultivating the mind is for the sake of reasoning. The purpose of practicing swords and martial arts is to let others reason with me calmly.
Jiang Chen smiled and said: "I'm afraid the two of you haven't figured out the cause and effect yet, the red eyebrows provoked me first, I will use a little means to punish him, it is natural to say it, even if it is in front of the emperor......"
"The Emperor is dead." Yao Shanjun snorted disdainfully.
"The emperor is a name, one dies, and the next one."
"I'm too lazy to go around the bend with you! Just say it bluntly, how can you be willing to hand over the red eyebrows? β
"It's not difficult to say this, you go find someone for me, bring back his head, and I'll give you my red eyebrows."
The two demon monarchs glanced at each other and asked in unison, "Who?" β
Jiang Chen was about to say a name, when he suddenly raised his head with a feeling, looked at the rolling dark clouds behind the two demons, and his face was a little more solemn: "You also called other helpers?" β
The reaction of the two demons was only a line slower than him, and they immediately sensed that something was wrong behind them, and at the same time retreated to both sides, each turning their heads to look into the air.
"What's that?"
Thicker dark clouds rolled in from the horizon, covering most of the sky. The thickness was even greater than the movement of the two demons, and purple thunder flashed faintly in the clouds.
Jiang Chen glanced at the two demons, the surprised expressions on their faces did not seem to be fake, and they didn't seem to be good accomplices. But there was still a feeling of cold palpitations from the bottom of his heart, and he could feel it, although there was no obvious killing intent, the visitor behind the clouds was by no means good.
An unusual fluctuation of spiritual power gradually appeared in the air, reaching the sun and gradually filling the heavens and the earth.
This somewhat familiar aura made Jiang Chen suddenly rememberβit was it! The fairy who wielded the thunder and destroyed several towns! Has the aura of many demons finally drawn its attention to this area?
The two demon monarchs didn't seem to know the origin of the demon immortal, and after shouting into the air to no avail, they moved a little closer to Jiang Chen's direction.
The unknown strong enemy prompted the humans and demons to unite for a short time, and the four of them formed a defensive formation to resist the slightest thunderous breath.
In the eyes of the two demon monarchs, with their Kunlun Two Saints plus the Regret Playboy and the sinister black swordsman, it is not a problem to deal with ordinary demon immortals, even if the Futu Sect Master comes, it can be a battle!
Jiang Chen didn't think so. He quietly gestured to Yingfu.
The clouds thickened and thickened, and the light was as gloomy as midnight. The faint aura of the mighty emanated from behind the clouds, permeating the distant heaven and earth.
The low-level monsters nearby also felt the oppressive atmosphere that was about to come from the storm, wandering around uneasily, and some even let out a low roar, and the clever ones had begun to flee from this land of right and wrong.
Even the four people who were cultivating to hover on the edge of the Immortal Saint, after a long silence, began to feel that the silence was suppressed with the darkness weighing heavily on their hearts, and even their breathing movements seemed to be affected.
A gust of wind blew from the wilderness, and the drizzle began to fall erratically. Behind the clouds, there is a rolling thunderstorm, which will not fall, which is more and more terrifying.
Yaoshan Jun, who was a little weaker in cultivation, couldn't hold it back, and scolded in his voice: "Where did you come from a dog who doesn't know whether to live or die, don't you know that the two saints of Kunlun are doing things here?" Acquaintances hurry up and get out of here, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless! β
Wu Shanjun took a deep look at Jiang Chen and asked, "It's here to find the Sorry Playboy, right?" β
Jiang Chen smiled faintly and said, "I didn't know that I knew such a friend. β
Wushan-kun didn't believe it. It felt that the two saints of Kunlun must have been affected by the playboy today.
Jiang Chen slowly shook his wrist, repelled the scorching spiritual power that was free in front of him with a withered branch, his gaze penetrated the layers of black clouds, and focused on the arrogant figure in mid-air.
It was a body that didn't look tall and majestic, and it looked a little thin, like a woman.
After that, you can't see it clearly.
- The woman's body seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, as if there was something or not, and she was confused. Jiang Chen's gaze could see the thick clouds as if they were nothing, but he still couldn't penetrate the thin wisp of hookah, and he could vaguely outline a slender outline, which was already the limit.
What Jiang Chen wanted to see more was her face, but he was blocked by the mist and was never able to do so.
Is that her? β
This question swirled in Jiang Chen's heart.
If it was her, why didn't she come down and meet her?