The royal family of the Zhou Dynasty

Chapter 587 Encountering the Wind

After the lava fire emperor and his party left, one figure after another passed through the fiery space channel and appeared in the third world.

"Wow!"

The magma rolled, and large areas of rock flow rushed dozens of feet high. The "six ferocious" of the Fire Palace followed closely and landed in the lava heat flow of boiling soup. A circle of powerful gas broke out of their [body] and forced the heat wave around them.

"The way to the outer world is here." The hand of crystal stands in the magma stream, and the fiery red cloak hunts and dances, like a fire lotus burning in this world.

"I don't know whether it can lead to the outside world for the time being. The law of space here is very disordered, and the infinite magic realm, everyone should be careful.

Qinglei's hand said, "Well, find the bronze hand first. After meeting with them, prepare to welcome the ancestors. The six people shook their shape and disappeared. As soon as the six people left, one breath of terror after another, kept passing through the passage and appeared on this earth. It quickly disappeared in all directions.

"Roo!"

In the depths of the third demon world, the ferocious and horrible roars echoed one after another and resounded through the world. The huge energy contained in the sound made the volcano tremble.

Fang Yun and King Shura stood in the void, quietly looking into the distance. There, thick smoke rose, just in a huge fiery red valley arched by a volcanic ring. Thick smoke rolled, mixed with the flame of strong sulfur, rolling and rising to the sky. In the brilliance of thick smoke and fire, there are tens of thousands of huge magic shadows, shadows, roaring and roaring.

These shadows have huge bodies, more than ten feet small, and the big ones are taller than the surrounding volcanoes. Their skin was like a red-hot soldering iron, cracking one by one. Mixed with the smell of sulfur, smoke and fire are constantly spitting out of their cracked skin.

distinguish them from human beings, which is the most significant special. It is a pair of curved and sharp black horns on the head of these creatures, which are long black and red tails that human beings can't have.

"These should be demons, the most powerful creatures in the world..."

King Shura Wu looked at the dense red demon shadow in the valley and muttered.

In these third worlds, powerful creatures have huge eyes like copper bells. Unlike human beings, their eyes are all yellow, their pupils are extremely small, shrinking into a black spot. If you are not careful, you even think that these demons have no pupils at all. However, King Shura's deepest impression of these creatures is not this strange appearance. It is the strong desire for madness, bloodthirsty, possession and destruction in those eyes.

This idea is very pure and powerful. So much so that when a large number of demons gathered together, the desire full of madness, bloodthirsty, possession and destruction gathered together, forming a powerful torrent of desire in the void. This desire is so powerful that it can affect people's martial arts spirit and will.

King Shura was just watching from a distance, and he could feel a faint ripple in his heart. You know, the martial arts king of Shura is a legendary warrior, and even the legendary warrior is affected by this torrent of desire, let alone others. I'm afraid that as soon as the strong people below the seventh grade of Tianchong are close to this torrent of desire, they will lose their soul and lose their ability to fight!

Fang Yun stood aside and was silent. Unlike King Shura Wu's sense of the power of the demon in this world, Fang Yun's attention is in the depths of the valley. His eyes "pass through layers of space and fall on the familiar figure of tens of thousands of magic shadows [middle]".

"Feng Taicha..." Fang Yun frowned slightly. The most unexpected thing here was to see Feng Taicang, the first master of the young generation of the magic way, appear in this third world of demons.

"The warriors who appear in this world are almost all targets to be assimilated by the infinite demon realm." ... How did Feng Taicang appear here?"

Fang Yun's eyes were thoughtful and meditated. Suddenly, the voice of King Shura Wu came to my ear: "Do you know that young man today?"

"Hmm."

Fang Yun came to his senses, nodded, and did not deny it.

King Shura seems to have no expression on the surface, but his heart is secretly shocked. In this world, there is even a foreign martial artist today.

"Do you want to save him? I think he is lost, and his body has been completely controlled by martial arts instinct. If it goes on like this, if there is no accident, I'm afraid he will die of exhaustion.

The martial arts knowledge of King Shura is not much less than that of Fang Yun. These demons are constantly flying out of the sea of magma. The number has not decreased at all, only increased. If it goes on like this, it will only be a matter of time before today's young people die of exhaustion.

"No."

Fang Yun waved his hand: "He is now controlled by instinct, and anyone will be attacked in the past. Wait a little longer."

In the valley, there are mountains and seas of corpses around the wind, and countless demons have broken limbs and broken arms, laying a thick layer. A steady stream of demons kept falling down. Their bodies are constantly being added. When the whole valley could not be accommodated, the bodies of these demons were squeezed out of the valley gaps on both sides. Whenever a new demon fell, the corresponding demon corpse squeezed into the sea of magma. Endless dead bodies have formed another ocean, floating on the ocean of these magma, extending to the end of what can be seen.

The corpses of the demon are dense, and I don't know how many there are. With such a sea of corpses, even King Shura couldn't help but be shocked when he saw it.

This extraterrestial warrior called Feng Taicang, I don't know how long he has been fighting here. His strength may not be as good as his. But that kind of martial arts will is powerful, even King Shura, who is pale and sighs.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A tall demon roared, waving a halberd, a knife and an axe in his hand, and fiercely slashed the figure in the middle of the valley, and the fierce crashing sound resounded through the valley.

Surrounded by countless demons, Feng Taicang's figure seemed to be extremely weak. His true qi had been consumed a lot, and it seemed that he would be submerged by demons and trampled under his feet at any time. But every time he was about to fall, he stood up again. The long black and white hair fluttered in the air, dazzling.

"You are born with bad luck, and others can easily get what you can get, but you need to work thousands of times to get it. Are you mentally prepared?"

"I have it!"

"You have a bad fate. Even if you work a hundred times harder, you may not be able to reach the peak of martial arts. Do you have this awareness?"

"I believe in myself, and people will win. No matter what the result is, never blame yourself.

"Very good. In the future, you will experience failures, setbacks, wandering around death, resentment and jealousy from others. In the long martial arts, you will be accompanied by loneliness and pay thousands of times more efforts, but you will only be disappointed again and again... If you can overcome these, then you will have the potential to step on the "You have to remember that for martial arts, strength and luck are always sidelines. The most important thing is the will of a martial artist, which determines how far he can go in martial arts and how long he can go "..."

A magnificent voice, in Feng Taicang's mind, kept ringing over and over again. This sound has overwhelmed everything else. It has even made him forget the battle in front of him.

"The most powerful martial arts... is the will..."

Since entering the infinite magic realm, Feng Taicang can't remember how many times he has experienced such a battle. Every infinite approach to death makes him break free again. Every time he struggles, his strength will always be greatly improved.

"Cock!"

A heavy punch, mixed with rolling magic, on the body of the wind. I only heard a crisp sound, and the wind was so pale that I staggered, and I didn't know how many bones were broken in the body.

"Get out of here!"

Unconsciously spit out two words, Feng Taicang's iron fist bombarded out, and a huge force spewed out in his [body] again. With only a "bang", this kind of sneak attack demon was immediately smashed by a punch.

"Bun! Bang!! Bang!"!

The void was shaken, and Feng Taicang's eyes were blank and had no focus. His body was stained with blood, but he kept repeating his punches. Ordinary people have long been killed by such injuries as him, but Feng Taicang stood up again and again.

"Roar! Kill him"

In the ferocious roar, a heavy punch hit the wind. With a bang, the wind flew high, the blood splashed, and it was thrown to the ground heavily. However, the next moment, he stood up again, his right fist blasted out, and a demon flew out miserably...

King Shura and Fang Yun stood in the void, watching silently and motionless. The wind is too strong, and the true qi is gradually drying up, which is the end of the strong crossbow. Fang Yun didn't know how long he had been here, but even he couldn't help but be impressed by the will to survive he showed.

"In those years, Yang Hong, Li Yixuan, Jun Niansheng and Feng Taicang, the four young masters of Zhongtu Shenzhou, ranked first. Yang Hong is dead. Jun Niansheng doesn't know what the current situation is, but Feng Taicang's martial arts will is the first well-deserved.

Looking at the figure that kept falling and climbing up, even if they were in different positions, and even once captured by Feng Taicang, Fang Yun couldn't help but have a trace of admiration for Feng Taicang's heart and had a feeling of pity for each other.

"Although Feng Taicang is a member of the First Demon Sect, he is extremely unpopular in the sect. Even a female disciple can bully him. But you can't simply classify him as the person of the First Demon Sect. Such a person, you might as well help him.

Fang Yun thought calmly.

"Roo!"

At this moment, the demons in the valley suddenly retreated and howling one by one, as if they were summoning something. In a moment, King Shura Wu and Fang Yun felt a horrible breath at the same time, coming from the depths of the lava ocean, and quickly approached...,