In the world, the most powerful wind is called a tornado, and this name sounds majestic.

People fear tornadoes because they destroy everything wherever they go.

A tornado is just a mortal wind, no matter how fierce it is, it can never compare to a demon wind.

If it is said that a tornado in the mortal world can split everything, the whirlwind in front of the demon soul can shatter everything into powder.

Leaving a sneer, the demon spirit volleyed into the air and broke through the wind.

His back is dashing, and his end is miserable.

Not surprisingly, he was also shattered into powder by the whirlwind.

Even the blood that spilled was ruthlessly shredded.

He was silent in the pool of ice for three days and three nights, and he was by the whirlwind, and he died in an instant.

Eight bowls of wine, each bowl to be drunk with life.

Even if the demon soul drank the fourth bowl of whirlwind wine, he would definitely not be able to finish the last four bowls of wine.

He didn't have a chance to ask his question anyway.

The whirlwind is still swaggering between the heavens and the earth, sighs come and go, and the demons disperse one after another.

Only those who stand until the last moment can see the results.

The whirlwind burst apart, as if torn apart, and dissipated between heaven and earth.

The demon wind that can crush everything, but it is torn apart by people, which makes all the demons surprised.

The most surprising thing is not this, but the demon soul of the bloody sky just now, and now standing in the snow field.

The demons saw with their own eyes that he had been shattered into powder, but no one knew why he was able to be reborn after death.

Many years later, when he talked about it, he himself was puzzled, and could only laugh and talk, maybe the curse was too deep at that time, so he couldn't die.

In the face of the stunned demons, he became more and more arrogant, and shouted: "I want to drink the fifth bowl!"

The fifth formation, walking the blood mist.

Blood is demon blood, and fog is demon fog.

Demon blood is the most bloody blood in heaven and earth, and demon mist is the dirtiest fog in the Three Realms.

There are 10,000 years of curse in the blood mist, hot as fire, cold as a knife.

This is the demon array of the two heavens of ice and fire, coupled with the hatred of curse and resentment like sharp claws and steel teeth, no one wants to drink this bowl of wine.

The demon soul walked out of the blood mist, and the skin and flesh on his body had been roasted into a color, and even the flesh on his lips had been blurred, unable to cover Sen Sen's white teeth, making his face even more hideous.

He was still standing, like a mountain that would not fall for thousands of years, and the hero yelled in his mouth: "Give me the sixth bowl!"

The sixth formation, stepping on the thunder.

Heavenly thunder is the only magic weapon for immortals and Buddhas to subdue demons.

Over the past 10,000 years, countless demons have died under the thunder of the sky.

When the monster sees the thunder, he only has to hide, how dare he step on it?

There is a heavenly thunder mirror in the demon world, the mirror is dark, and the heavenly thunder is released over the years.

It is said that it is because the Northeast Demon World is wild, so the Demon Immortal hangs this mirror and releases thunderbolts all day long to deter the monsters.

This place has become a forbidden place in the demon world, no monster dares to approach, and even when they hear the sound of thunder, they are frightened.

The demon soul was shattered by the thunder, and before he was shattered, he took off the mirror.

Crush the mirror and drink the sixth bowl.

Like the previous incredibles, he was reborn again.

Every time he was reborn, he looked a little more handsome, and although he was as pale as snow, he became more and more like a gentleman in the world.

In the world, men can be called gentlemen, all of them are beautiful.

The demon soul is not only beautiful, but also heroic.

After he passed the second level, every time he passed the level, there were monsters to persuade him that it was already okay and that he didn't have to go through it again.

After he passed the sixth level, this time, there was no such voice, and all the monsters were looking forward to seeing if this beautiful young man could finish drinking eight bowls of wine.

The seventh array, illuminating the light of the Buddha.

The light of the Buddha is the light of the supreme sun, with infinite mana.

Demons are the coldest bodies, and those who do not walk deeply cannot even see the light.

So at night, it's when demons run rampant.

How can there be Buddha light in the demon world?

Because demons also worship Buddha, in order to ask for the blessing of the Buddha, let the demon world exist forever.

Where the Buddha is located, there must be Buddha light.

The Buddha is a supreme prophet who can perceive all evil thoughts.

Illuminating the light of the Buddha is very simple, that is, putting a stick of incense in front of the Buddha.

If it were on earth, it would be something that many people would do every day, and it would never be the same.

But in the demon world, there are very few people who dare to stand in front of the Buddha statue.

If the demonic nature in the heart is not removed, the demon spirit will be baked away by the Buddha's light, as if incinerated by the heavenly fire, and fall into a state of never reincarnation.

Six bowls of wine have already been drunk, and there are still two bowls left to come to an end, and the demon soul will not give up.

He went into the snow cave where he was offering to the Buddha, lit incense, ate the tribute fruit in front of the offering table, and when he came out, he spit out the kernel on the ground.

This time, he was unharmed.

He will drink the eighth bowl of wine.

The eighth bowl of wine is a real bowl of wine, an ordinary burning knife that can no longer be ordinary, not for him to drink alone, but for all the demons to drink with him.

Drink this bowl of wine, and the eight formations have passed.

When the demon soul was holding the empty bowl, he asked him a question: "Each of you, when you joined the demon realm here, did you drink eight bowls?"

It's a simple question, and one that you know the answer to.

Not every demon has the ability to be reborn after death, and of course it is impossible for every demon to drink eight bowls.

Hearing the answer of the demons, the demon soul sneered, smashed the wine bowl, and shouted: "Then why do you want me to drink eight bowls!"

He was angry, and of course he had reason to be angry, if he didn't have the ability to be reborn after death, he wouldn't even be able to drink the first bowl of wine.

And other demons, joining the demon world here, don't need to drink eight bowls.

It's a bullshit rule.

Unfair rules.

Anger comes from unfairness.

The demon soul who can drink eight bowls is a powerful person, and every demon world hopes that such a person will join the gang, and in times of crisis, he can calm the scene.

A bowl of wine, but it was drunk into angry wine, and the demon soul not only broke the wine bowl, but he also had to slay the demon.

Slaughter all the demons here, not hesitating to die together, the sky is burning, and justice must be restored.

Between heaven and earth, there has never been absolute justice, and he did it, and this war is not fair.

Like a mad beast, he rushed into thousands of demons.

The sound of scolding, the sound of tragedy, and the sound of broken bones were endless, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

He killed hundreds of demons, and he died dozens of times, each time he was reborn with anger, his hands continued to be bloody, and there was only murderous aura in his eyes.

While drinking eight bowls of wine, he knew that he could be reborn after death.

It's an inexplicable power, and he doesn't understand how to get it.

He didn't know how many times he could be born again, maybe a hundred, maybe a thousand, maybe ten thousand, maybe an infinite number of times.

He died and came back to life in anger, looking at the demons and corpses all over the field in front of him, all of which were the sins he had created.

The demons have died hundreds of them, and with hundreds of lives, they have discovered the way to rebirth after his death.

The body can be reborn, and there is only one bundle of demon spirits.

As long as this bundle of demons is trapped, he will surely die.

"Weaving a sky net, trapped demon spirit!"

The monster shouted, and the demons spit out the demonic energy, demon fire, and demon mist from their mouths, weaving a fine net to pounce on the demon souls and demons who died again.