Chapter 38 Demon
The most direct collision between the magic weapon from the East and the Holy Relic of the Holy See. As a result, the Shakyamuni's decay wheel was kicked back by Rennes, and the mace was cut off all the "wolf teeth" by a sickle.
The gap in absolute strength makes Sakyamuni unable to fight against a paladin alone.
A miserable green sword light flew out of the blood cloud, which made Rennes lose the opportunity to pursue. This time, his mace turned into a nunchaku of different sizes in order to save the lives of the people. Even if there was a weapon that slightly slowed down the momentum of the sword light, Ryan was still shocked by the cold sword and fell into the sky.
The priests behind the knight's phalanx quickly summoned the holy light to come, and the vigorous milky holy power resonated with Rennes's paladin armor, so that he could fall down without confusion.
At the same time, in the deepest part of the blood cloud array, the unconscious Zilin floated strangely, and wisps of black light wandered around her. Every time she wanted to gather together, she was blocked by the bloody rune floating on her body. In the crystal bright red, it was inlaid with black ribbons, like amber.
A huge amount of magic gas emanated from Zilin, and all the bloody charms emerged from the body surface, quickly absorbed the magic gas, and used it to prevent the magic gas from gathering in one place, but it was really not as fast as the magic gas to grow.
Zilin slowly stood upright and stood in the void. The flying green silk gradually turned purple, and the shadow of hell and fire appeared behind her. The magic gas drilled out of the body gathered towards Dantian one after another, and squeezed each other crazily with the bloody rune blocking in front of him.
The demon body that has been pregnant for 13 days gradually matures, and when Zilin is completely demonized, it is the time when Sakyames comes.
Qiao Xiaoxuan's figure appeared in the blood cloud, and a twelve-color changing glazed brilliance appeared in bright red behind his head, shooting out a bloody column of light covering Zilin, and the blood-colored rune was red.
"Ah?! ......”
Zilin suddenly opened her eyes, and the beasts howled crazily. The whole blood cloud shook the world. In the shocking whistling, the bamboo forests and flowers around them burst one after another, and the ground was still shaking.
Mrs. Zhunti frowned and rushed out of the white jade bamboo stick. In the rotation, she released a moonlight, stabilized her body and mind, and continued to convey the biochemical power.
Qiao Xiaoxuan almost fell down and patted Zilin's head gently. His hands kept printing like flowers and butterflies, and then hit Zilin's whole body.
Even so, the magic gas is still visible to the naked eye, and the bloody charm is crumbling.
With a bang, the bright red light burst, and the magic victory met in Dantian, and immediately stirred up a nebula-like whirlpool.
"Hahahaha!"
Zi Lin's eyes turned purple and roared in a voice that did not belong to her at all.
"Humble inferior, how can you stop the arrival of the great Sakyames with your wisdom?"
Zilin's twisted face was full of sneer, and her originally holy and indifferent face was replaced with a strange and charming expression.
He immediately became pitiful again. Xiaolin's figure reappeared on Zilin, and the desperate voice slowly sounded, "Is kindness wrong? ......”
"Do you think you have won?"
Qiao Xiaoxuan laughed angrily, stretched out his hand and pointed, and the stars were shining all over the sky, and countless Qiao Xiaoxuan appeared in the void.
Starlight, moonlight, any energy may become a tonic for this demon god. Originally, Qiao Xiaoxuan blocked this place so that he could not have enough energy to condense the demon fetus smoothly. Unexpectedly, this guy was really powerful enough to break Qiao Xiaoxuan's charm and condense the hell demon gas into a demon fetus.
Qiao Xiaoxuan had no choice but to work hard.
The demon's figure changed, and they all fell to the ground like meteors and rushed into Zilin's body. Countless bloody comets roared on her body, and each time they took away a trace of magic gas, as if the waterfall had been repeatedly washed away. The rapid condensing magic gas immediately decreased a lot, and the swirling nebula also became illusory.
"Hahahaha! Useless, fool! Unless you are willing to kill your lover and destroy her soul, no one can stop my coming!"
Qiao Xiaoxuan angrily waved his sleeves, and the whole space began to change. He and Zilin shuttled through time and space. The surrounding scenes did not listen to the flow like a movie. One was the modern city, the primeval forest, the other was the fairy palace, and the ghost king and demon hall.
But no matter how the space is changed, Zilin's ferocious face has never changed at all.
This damn demon god is telling the truth. His soul has been entangled with Xiaolin and Zilin. The changing night of the space of Xiaoqian world cannot block his existence.
Qiao Xiaoxuan's eyes suddenly flashed a trace of blood and threw it into Zilin's eyebrows, and the bloody flame burned in her body.
"Hahahaha! Little reptile, are you really willing to kill your lover?
Zilin's twisted face showed some pain, but more unbridled ridicule.
The demon god who did not know the Eastern Method did not find that the line of blood quickly pierced into Zilin's sea of knowledge.
In the dead sea of knowledge, a blood shadow suddenly appeared, gradually showing Qiao Xiaoxuan's true shape. At present, he did not dare to neglect it. A rotation stirred up the empty spirit, turned into a sea of blood flame, scattered, spreading to every corner of the sea of knowledge. The twisted black light floated in the sea of blood, and the huge roar of Shakyames echoed. Come on.
Qiao Xiaoxuan has never dared to attack, mainly because he is concerned about the safety of Zilin and Xiaolin. Damn Sakyames entangled his soul with their souls, and the purpose was to avoid Qiao Xiaoxuan.
Unfortunately, there is no possibility of absolute closeness between the yin and yang of heaven and earth. At the moment when Sakyames' soul emerges hell, his magic wrapped around Zilin's sea of knowledge will inevitably reveal a little gap, otherwise he himself cannot appear in Zilin's body.
Qiao Xiaoxuan saw this point and threw himself into Zilin's sea of knowledge, trying to disintegrate the conspiracy of Sakyames from the inside, which is also the only way to save Zilin.
In the bamboo forest, Qiao Xiaoxuan grabbed Zilin with both hands and stood stiffly. The blood behind his head flowed, wrapping the two people and spinning endlessly, like a bloody cocoon.
Zilin's ferocious face suddenly stagnated, and her whole body retreated into the sea of knowledge like a tide of magic.
The sea of blood rippled with huge waves, and countless black lights were like twisted bugs, struggling in the flames.
"Damn barbarian! Don't you want to play?! Let's do it forever!"
Qiao Xiaoxuan's roaring voice was like a series of thunder, hovering in the sea of knowledge. He stimulated all the condensed Xuanyin hematitis and nine ghost flames with the genfold, and his power was tenfold. He wanted to burn the soul seeds left by Sakyames in Zilin's sea in one fell swoop.
"It's ridiculous! Have you ever heard that the struggle of mice will kill cats? What's more, I'm still a tiger!"
A strange murmur sounded in the sea of knowledge, and the twisted black charms were dense. The struggling black light suddenly broke free from the shackles of the sea of blood and rose in the air and gathered into a demon's face. The pile of curved sheep horns flashed with strange blood light.
The sea of blood demons suddenly churned, stirring up a huge whirlpool, and the flames came straight around, surrounding the face of the demon god. The face kept fluctuating in the flames, and the huge amount of magic gathered quickly with the arrival of Sakyames' soul. The demon god in the flame gradually grew up below his head.
Mike; Dior has not forgotten his duty. Rather than killing the enemy, a coach should control the rhythm of the war in order to win the overall situation.
The milky white holy light shines in the center of the Great Infernal Demon City, surrounding the blood cloud, and the dazzling light illuminates the night like daytime. The loud hymn can also be faintly heard thousands of miles away.
The eight paladins rose to the sky at the same time, and the full armor representing their identity was shining with golden light. Under the resonance of the holy power, it stimulated the supreme power in the armor. The light rain condensed into eight white wings and appeared on the shoulders of the paladins. They were like coming angels.
The Holy Knight quietly hit his horse and rushed to the city center neatly. The target was the only three-story building that did not collapse, because that was the entrance to the parliamentary hall of the secret party - these idiots who did not know the Eastern formation thought that they could go directly into the parliament hall from the gate.
The old man in the divine army flew out of a red robe, and his hands were full of valuable magic wands. They commanded the priests to sing holy poems together, and the vigorous holy power was added to the holy knights, making such a fanatical warrior stronger, faster and braver.
The tide-like bat flew down from the blood cloud, and the sound of wings just covered the voice of the priest.
They were like ghosts from hell, rushing into the holy light without hesitation and launching the most fierce attack on their hated old enemies.
The soldiers of the Holy See were surprised to find that these damn sinners were not burned to ashes by the holy light as expected, and their bodies emitted a faint blood light, which blocked the spread of the holy light.
The archbishop waved his staff together, and the holy light magic of various shapes waved out. All the priests also took action at the same time. The overwhelming magic hit many blood warriors flying like flies.
At most four attacks coincide on one point, and the blood light on their body surface will be annihilated, and the magic that follows can easily take away their lives.
It doesn't matter if you accidentally throw magic on your own people. In the holy light, these magics of the same origin will only be transformed into the most primitive holy power and become a stimulant for knights.
The eight paladins each held up their sacred objects.
The scepter representing faith;
The spear representing glory;
Representing the loyal hand sword;
Represents the blade halberd of sacrifice;
Representing the staff of a fair ruling;
Holy water bottle of mercy;
Representing the humble cross sword;
and, representing the heroic, the broken mace condensed by the holy light.
Eight high-quality incarnations converge under the blood cloud, and the vigorous holy power is intertwined into a huge six-pointed star magic array in mid-air. Under the golden light, a magnificent pillar of light rushes into the sky and penetrates the blockade of the blood cloud and shines under the six-pointed star.
The sacred hymn resounded through the sky, and little angels like babies flew in the void with harps.
A pair of white wings slowly emerged in the holy light, and then his almost perfect face and the body wrapped in the wings. The light and rain gathered into his most intimate armor, pulled out a holy bear's huge sword from the void, and summoned the angel to slowly open his eyes to find the place of darkness and sin.
The ultimate stunt of the eight paladins: sacred summoning. Lead the battle angels to come to the world and wipe out all evils.
A blood cloud suddenly rose a tragic green sword light, and a roar circled the beam of light that covered the sky and the earth, coiled up like a dragon.
The broken sound sounded in people's hearts, and the magnificent holy light shattered and rained.
The battle angel's calm eyes cast on the tragic green sword light, and the wings gently flapped, raised the huge sword in his hand, and greeted it.
In fact, the so-called battle angels are not real angels, but just the projection of divine angels in the world, which appeared because of the call of eight paladins.
The blood clouds gathered again, and the tragic green sword light was like a dragon, looming in the clouds, shuttling away, and the wind roaring and full of evil spirits.
The paladins maintained the posture of sacrifice and injected vigorous holy power into the battle angels. A tragic green sword light swam around him, wielding a cold and piercing evil spirit. The dazzling magical oriental swordsmanship made this mechanical battle angel who only knew how to chop lose half of his wings and a flowing blonde hair in just three minutes.
With the magical support of the priests, the blood warriors were killed and injured, but the sacred knights were also uncomfortable. At the moment of a hit, the fanatical blood warriors immediately dissipated the core of their hearts, and the dark energy gushed out all over their bodies. Under the conflict of light and darkness, only violent explosions would occur.
Anyway, it's all dead. Why don't you blow yourself up? At least you can pull a cushion back.
The battle outside is extremely fierce, but the battle in the bamboo forest is even more dangerous.
In the sea of knowledge, Sakyames' dark wings gradually formed, and a second pair of wings slowly grew on his slender body. Nevertheless, the burning sea of blood flames also cost him at least one-third of his energy. In other words, this guy can grow two pairs of wings at most.
In contrast, Qiao Xiaoxuan is exhausted. This practice of burning the yuan god to enhance its power is fierce. The opponent is too strong and the damage to himself is also huge.
buzz!
A clear tremor rose from the sea of blood, and the sea of blood was shaken away, and the blood light roared and tangled together, showing Qiao Xiaoxuan's tired figure.
A brilliant token floated in his eyebrows, and the desolate breath spread. Even Sakyames looked at Qiao Xiaoxuan in shock and couldn't figure out the situation at all.
Xuan's thoughts flowed in Qiao Xiaoxuan's heart, and the soft light spread all over his body.
The whole sea of knowledge suddenly changed, manifesting the vast world of ancient floods and famine. All kinds of light and shadows are intertwined into an uncertain picture, and countless secrets are presented in the picture.
Mrs Zhunti was shocked by the sudden momentum. When she opened her eyes, the stream where the spiritual spring gathered jumped out of the ditch and fell on the head of the blood-red light cocoon, but did not collide with the burning fire at all. Instead, she rushed into the blood light and disappeared.
"Water and fire are of the same origin, and yin and yang are one!"
In the sea, Qiao Xiaoxuan roared and turned into a giant. With a wave of his hand, a Milky Way fell from the sky, like a long dragon hovering around and wrapping Mephisto.
It was not as cold as imagined. Instead, Sakyames felt a huge heat like a burning soul, as well as the attachment of running water. No matter how much he howled and struggled, he could not break free from this "hot" running water.
The giant dispersed his body, and the overwhelming sea of blood once again enveloped the whole sea of knowledge, and faint flames gathered.
A freezing cold of his soul made Sakyames slightly relieved for less than a second, and the alternating torture of cold and heat immediately made him suffer more painful than hell torture.
The attachment of flowing water and the burning of fire, hot and cold, the attributes of complete reversal are displayed in Qiao Xiaoxuan's hands at the same time. What's more strange is that the water in his hand is the spiritual spring of the yang attribute, and the fire is the nine ghost flames from the yellow spring of the sea of blood.
The second tortoise shell token represents the flood and is innately watery.
If Qiao Xiaoxuan hadn't had an adventure, refined the nine ghost flames, and was familiar with this feminine fire, he would not have realized the truth of the same origin of water and fire in an instant.
Sakyames howled crazily, and Xiaolin's tears and Zilin's indifference appeared on his twisted face.
In the ruthless water and fire, the second pair of wings quietly formed, and the complete soul of Sakyames appeared in Zilin's sea of knowledge.
Two soul lights were shrouded in colorful smoke and suddenly rushed out of his magic body and threw themselves into the sea of blood.
I don't know when the thick black fog spread, and under the blood cloud, outside the holy light, I couldn't see my fingers.
The Holy See warriors who fought fiercely with the marrow-absorbing monster warriors did not find that the strange and silent fog had surrounded them until a burst of "tap" sounded, and the priests chanting spells were in the mood to look back.
A pair of blood-red eyes emerged in the silent fog, and the four hooves burning with fire clouds kept knocking on the broken streets and quietly stepped into the charge distance.
It was not loud, but the roar spread all over the four fields opened the curtain of the general attack.
The Death Knight raised his huge hands and broad sword to stimulate his crotch. Down. The nightmare horse spread to the priest in front of him.
After their north, a large group of werewolves were ready to charge.
On the high clouds, a dragon with only a skeleton hovered leisurely in the void, and a figure shrouded in a black robe stood on the huge dragon head. The two eyes made the ghost fire jump with the faint green light, through layers of fog, and saw the most central situation of the battlefield.
Countless black-robed wizards appeared in the sky behind bone dragons like small black dots. They waited quietly in place until countless witches riding brooms flew from behind, and the wizards jumped on the brooms of their scheduled partners and slowly approached the battlefield.
"Prince Sakyamus, it seems that I am the winner tonight." The shadow on the faucet said proudly.
Half a step behind him is the long-lost Prince Douglas. The middle-aged blood clan is still elegant and calm. "Dear Speaker, the battle has just begun. It seems a little early to talk about victory now."
Boom!
In the broken wall, the charge of the death knight resounded through the sky, the thunderous hoof shook the ground, and the tide-like black spread rapidly.
"Ren array!"
Archbishop Schindler roared, and the whole virtual city was shrouded in his roar. The official gods in eight directions suddenly retreated like flowers and butterflies, revealing the Holy Knights that had been waiting for a long time, and the vigorous holy power flowed and jumped on the eight cavalry phalanx.
The hot-blooded righteous warriors suddenly launched a counterattack against their old enemies, and the outermost knights and innermost priests even passed by.
The priest completely saw a few drops of blood on the knight's boots, and such riding was already a magical skill.