Chapter 464: The underworld lacks a scholar, and the advantage of three against five is mine, Li Che

Rumble——

A terrifying explosion exploded!

It seemed like countless stars were exploding at the same time at this moment, shooting out in all directions. The billowing demonic energy displaced thousands of hectares of airflow, oscillating and raging, intertwining like a python!

The entire Mo City has long been reduced to complete ruins. Not a single building is intact. Even the Lord's Tower was crushed and exploded by the true form of the Black Bull Demon God before, turning it into pieces all over the ground. wreckage.

The blood was rolling, and the black blood was like a river tide, expanding in all directions, like a rushing and angry river.

And in the black river water, the raging evil spirit continues to roll in!

"roar--!!!"

The roars of the Black Bull Demon God Lord continued to explode!

But this is just the sound of the black bull demon god being beaten to death, leaving only the sound of the demon soul roaring...

Shocked, angry, even a little scared...

He is a majestic demon god in the realm of two disasters. Among the hundreds of thousands of demon clans in the human world, he has a high position and a very high position. He rules over thousands of demons. At this moment, he was beaten to death by a human being!

Pain, humiliation, horror, and other emotions were immediately expressed in the demon soul of the Black Bull Demon God.

The Black Bull Demon God never thought that he would end up like this. He also fantasized about winning the Three Purities Divine Soldiers from the Qitian Temple God, the Hunyuan Ruyi Golden Cudgel, and he would become his hero in the Hundred Thousand Rivers. in the chips.

But now, let alone the bargaining chip, he himself has been blown away.

I am afraid that I will perish in this small cave.

Powerful men like the Black Bull Demon God naturally have their own predictions about death. Mocheng Fengdu is a small cave sky, shielding the outside world from the perception of the will of heaven and earth in the human world.

Therefore, the physical body exploded in the small cave sky, and the demon soul alone could not tear open the barrier of the small cave sky and escape.

Boom!

Countless black blood rolled wildly, like the sky hanging upside down, as if it turned into black mist, mixed with evil spirit, and turned into a huge black bull figure!

It’s so huge that it seems to cover the sky!

The two scarlet eyes were like two houses, a blurry black cow shape rolled up by the heavy fog, roaring and roaring.

Chi chi chi chi——

Golden flames were burning, and Li Che, wearing a monkey mask, stood in the midst of the bloody storm, his fists burning with fireworks.

"call--"

"suck--"

Every breath in and out is like rolling thunder.

Li Che raised his head and looked at the huge billowing black bull of fog.

There was a hint of sneer in his eyes.

After all kinds of calculations and plans, they finally succeeded.

This big black cow was finally slaughtered by him!

The Second Disaster Demon God is indeed very powerful. Li Che has arranged so many schemes, including backstabbing, using poison, besieging, and attacking the heart...

In the end, I was pushed to the extreme and exhausted all my means before finally killing it!

Blah blah blah...

The big black bull with only the demon soul left could no longer pose any threat to Li Che.

The demon soul of the Black Bull Demon God was filled with blood and filled with grief and anger.

Li Che raised his head, with three bright suns behind him and five stars intertwining with each other, like a star map blooming.

The golden light all over his body suddenly burst out. The golden light was bright and captured the martial immortal Dao Yun. At this moment, he was suddenly inspired by Li Che.

The moment the person opened his arms, he disappeared again and appeared above the head of the big black bull. He clenched his five fingers and the Yin Yang Demon Sword fell into his hand. On the blade, billions of pores squirted out, as if it had turned into billions of monsters. Thousands of small whirlpools crazily swallowed up the demonic energy and wreaked havoc.

Li Che held the sword with one hand, the demonic sword flicked, and the demonic aura penetrated the sky. With the blessing of the martial immortal's power, he slashed down with the sword!

Thousands of mountains alone, cutting through the sky with a knife!

Cut the air!

Explode!

Kill the demon!

boom--! ! !

The void seemed to be twisted and pierced by the sword energy, as if there were overlapping mountains intertwined, divided into two by a knife, and cut into dense cracks!

The light of the sword is either twisting and turning, or jumping through time, with extreme sharpness and splendor. The demonic energy wraps around the blade, as if it has a crazy will, killing the demon soul of the Black Bull Demon God!

Cutting out with one knife, it seems to be a thousand knives, ten thousand knives, endless knives!

boom! ! !

After doing all this, the black bull demon god Lord glanced at him with complicated eyes, and finally he was annihilated.

A huge demon pill was suspended between Li Che's fingers.

On the demon elixir, there are intertwined lines of calamity and calamity. The calamity wheel shrouded in the periphery has long been shattered, leaving only the intact demon elixir still beating like a heart.

The demon pill contains extremely majestic energy. The demon soul in it is destroyed, leaving only pure energy in the demon pill.

"good."

Li Che's eyes flickered, quite satisfied and happy.

roar--

far away.

After devouring the four demon gods, Fanhai Jiuying gained two more heads and six heads. It roared wildly, its majestic aura vibrated, and its ferocious aura surged to the sky!

However, it has obviously not yet completed complete refining. Although it has swallowed four demon gods, it has achieved a major breakthrough in its own cultivation, crossing from one disaster and three disasters to the realm of two disasters.

However, every head is shaking and dancing wildly, as if it is still digesting the power of the demon soul.

The four demon gods were directly sacrificed by Li Che and fed to Fanhai Jiuying. Li Che didn't feel much distress.

The main reason is that Fan Hai Jiu Ying and other ten fierce men like Fan Hai Jiu Ying, like Ju Shen, absolutely surrender to him and are his most loyal subordinates.

The only difference is that Fanhai Jiuying's will is relatively chaotic, and he may not have as clear a consciousness as Jushen. He is more like a... little cute pet.

Jushen can be transformed into the Ten Evils of Splashing Ink, so when Li Che faced the demon elixir of the Big Black Bull, Li Che chose Jushen without hesitation.

Now that he has entered the Heavenly Gate, he has been introduced to the martial immortal Tao Yun and deepened, and he has stepped into the realm of the martial immortal.

Wuxian, what is Wuxian?

To use pure martial arts to reach the top of the Martial Saint, cross the Heavenly Gate, face three disasters and nine calamities, and defeat the Heavens with human power is to become a Martial Immortal!

The God of War, on the other hand, follows the path of divine martial arts, opening the gates of heaven, summoning the majestic divinity to incarnate, and uses divinity to counter the will of heaven and earth, and to fight against the three disasters and nine calamities.

The two are different approaches.

The difficulty of martial arts is naturally even greater, and pure martial arts are extremely rare!

Even Li Che, a martial arts prodigy who had received the blessing of the Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit and the increase in martial arts understanding, struggled extremely hard. He fought with the Second Disaster Great Black Bull and was pushed to the extreme before he could walk out of this path.

"However, now I can only temporarily borrow the power of Martial Immortal Dao Yun..."

Li Che stood there, golden light flowing, and with Dao Yun added to him, there seemed to be an overlapping shadow emerging outside his body.

The whole person seemed to have a double image.

He also knows that the current breakthrough is not a real breakthrough. He just borrowed the Martial Immortal Dao Yun from Tianmen and briefly set foot in the Martial Immortal realm.

If you want to truly set foot in the realm of martial arts.

Li Che needs to sort out his martial arts, and, the most important thing...

You need to face the three disasters and nine tribulations directly, survive them, and gain the power of the tribulations!

Overcoming tribulation is the most important transformation!

Huhhhhhhhh——

The howling wind surged violently.

Black blood was splashed on the ground, and the terrifying demonic energy was spreading and intertwining, like horses on the ruins of the wasteland, slowly intertwining and flowing.

Time seems to be completely frozen at this moment!

Countless pieces of broken flesh and blood were scattered in Fengdu, Mo City. Ink-colored rain fell in torrents, roaring and shaking. Countless water flows rolled on the broken ground, as if it had corrosive power, corroding the black bull demon god who belongs to the second disaster on the ground. flesh and blood.

These corroded flesh and blood slowly integrated into the city, helping Mo Cheng Fengdu to recover.

Li Che held the demon pill in his hands, and the aura on his body slowly returned to calm.

The Martial Immortal Dao Yun is intertwined and integrated into the body.

It has not yet completely merged with the physical body, but now that it has taken this step, it means that the sea and the sky are vast, and it has entered a different realm.

The road to Wuxian has been completely opened.

Dong dong dong——

In the chest, the heart is beating, and the Dao Fruit is also beating, like the sound of thunder, roaring!

The blood all over the body seems to be flowing rapidly with the beating of Tao Fruit and heart, constantly washing the new body and giving it new sublimated power.

His mind moved.

Li Che's eyes burst out with brilliant brilliance, the Second Disaster Demon God!

Two calamities!

The first round of the second calamity of the gods!

Li Che was looking forward to it in his heart. Although Fanhai Nine Infants had devoured four demon gods and had broken through to the second disaster, the meaning was different.

Jishen!

The soul is back!

The demon pill floated up, and the demonic aura of the Black Bull Demon God was rolling and surging, as if it had turned into a huge whirlpool, gathering around Li Che, and spiraling continuously.

The low voice was like an old priest performing a sacrificial ceremony on the vast and vast wasteland. He sang in a low voice while jumping around.

From the netherworld, an extremely powerful soul was brought back!

Rumble——

It seems like a strong death energy bursts out!

A heart-piercing chill enveloped his whole body, and the sound of extremely cold chains clanging resounded in his ears. One after another, extremely thick chains were thrown wildly between the sky and the earth.

In front of Li Che, the space around the demon core seemed to collapse suddenly, and connected with other spaces, an extremely deep black hole appeared. At a glance, it was bottomless, like a netherworld abyss, with no end in sight!

I don’t know what the scene will be like on the other side of the darkness, and where it will lead.

The wildly dancing black chains suddenly broke apart, and then it felt as if some terrifying existence was being released.

The terrifying soul power swept across like a storm, and the demon soul power that had clearly been extinct resurrected and condensed at this moment.

The released demon soul power caused the space to twist and ripple, and the whole city was shaking violently!

roar--

A huge bull's head suddenly popped out from the black hole, entangled with countless black threads, roaring, roaring, struggling, full of desire for life!

boom--

When the Black Bull Demon God Lord struggled out of the netherworld, a look of confusion suddenly appeared in his huge copper bell-like eyes.

Finally, his eyes fell on Li Che, who was wearing a monkey mask, and his expression became extremely complicated.

"Old Niu, I have met my lord!"

The big black bull turned into a human body, as tall as a mountain, with fists clasped in a bow, and its eyes became intense.

The demon race has always been a race that respects the strong.

Li Che killed him and revived him from the netherworld. These methods were simply the strongest among the strong. Even if Li Che's cultivation level was very weak, it did not prevent Li Che from being a strong person that the big black bull admired. Who!

Surrender without any psychological barriers.

Li Che laughed and looked at the big black cow with satisfaction.

However, Li Che did not immediately turn the big black bull into one of the ten evil spirits. Although Li Che had already been one of the ten evil spirits, leaving a place for the big black bull.

However, now Li Che can still use the big black bull.

After all, the situation in Qitian Weird Temple is still very serious!

The five fingers clenched the golden and iron magical pole, while the big black bull carried the purple golden beam to build the sea. Li Che's mind moved and he clenched the five fingers.

In Mocheng Fengdu, all that was left was the majestic heavy rain.

Li Che, who was like golden flowing fire, and the big black bull with a demonic aura disappeared.

…

Rumble——!

The entire Qitian Inner City is constantly shaking!

Above the sky, strange fog rolled and black clouds covered the scene. It was like a doomsday scene, which gave rise to boundless fear in the hearts of all the monks in the inner city of Qitian.

Terrifying pressure pours down from the place where the mist collapses from time to time. It is a kind of pressure that makes people unable to resist at all!

Supreme pressure!

The supreme methods used by all the major forces restrained the temple-protecting corpse king transformed by the founder of Qitian Temple, and the supreme battle of three disasters and divine tribulations suddenly broke out!

Click, click, click—

Countless extremely deep lightnings intertwined, which were thunder condensed by a breath. The space above Wei Que seemed to be vibrating, affected by the confrontation between supreme qi machines.

And deep in the inner city of Qitian.

The entrance to Qitian Temple Cave.

One after another, like substantial pillars of calamity light, burst out from the Qitian Temple, as if they were going to shake up the mist!

This is the action of the Second Catastrophe God Tribulation Venerable who has set foot in Qitian City from all the major forces!

The black bull demon god of the demon tribe was pulled away by the underworld.

However, there are still many Second Disaster Divine Tribulation Venerables left, such as the Cicada Ascetic from the Buddhist Land of the Western Regions, Lu Wenchang, the late Emperor of Great Jing Dynasty, Zhang Wuji, the Purple Mansion Divine Sect, and other monks.

There are a total of five venerables in the Second Disaster Realm, and their combined action is simply too powerful a deterrent.

There was only one figure blocking Qitian Temple, and that was Fang Hanshu.

The Confucian shirt is flying, the beautiful beard is rolled up, and the Haoran spear condensed with Haoran's righteousness is constantly shaking.

His face was as pale as paper, and Fang Hanshu kept throwing out the spear in his hand, moving like a dragon, and the aura of awe was raging and intertwined like a horse, like a sword, like a wave!

He tried his best to force the five two-disaster lords back with their combined methods.

Pfft——

Fang Hanshu's body trembled, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, dyeing his beautiful beard red.

Holding the spear in one hand, Fang Hanshu looked at the five ascetics coldly.

"With the help of the power of heaven and earth given by the Great Supervisor, it is really consistent with your awe-inspiring righteousness. It allows you to survive only one disaster and two disasters. It is the power of two disasters and two disasters."

"But this is not your strength after all. You have tried your best with one against five."

The ascetic monk's body was burned with golden flowing fire. Behind him, the wings of the golden cicada flapped at high speed, and countless afterimages emerged.

"The body of Fighting Buddha, the poor monk must take it back to the Buddhist land in the Western Regions today. The Buddha should return to his original place."

The ascetic monk clenched his five fingers, and a red monk's stick suddenly fell into his hand. With a flick, terrifying power was whipped out.

Fang Hanshu flicked his spear, and it was as powerful as white pythons intertwining, colliding with the monk's stick, exploding the space, forming ripples of turmoil.

The first emperor of Da Jing, Lu Wenchang, Zifu Shenzong Zongzhuang Wuji and other powerful people did not stop and took action one after another.

One-on-one has no meaning at all.

In the face of fighting for opportunities, the key is to work together to clear the obstacles in front of us.

boom--

With a little click of the monk's stick, the space seemed to collapse, cracks burst out one after another, and the cicada lines on the eyes seemed to be flapping like cicada wings, as if they were completely revived!

On the other side, Lu Wenchang, the late Emperor of Great Scenery, was surrounded by golden light of luck, and a long sword kept cutting out the light.

All kinds of methods were used, and they were all vented on Fang Hanshu.

Since it was impossible to break through Fang Hanshu's obstruction by force, he could not go directly to the sarcophagus quietly placed in the center of Qitian's strange temple to find out whether the corpse of the Great Sage really lay in the sarcophagus.

Then kill him!

After killing Fang Hanshu and continuing to fight for opportunities, everyone will have to rely on their own abilities!

Zhang Wuji sighed softly, flicked the dust in his hand, and suddenly, it seemed as if a huge alchemy furnace appeared, with flames burning in the furnace, and it hit Fang Hanshu!

Fang Hanshu's complexion turned pale, as if all the blood in his body had been burned, and Haoran began to become thin.

The Haoran spear in his hand flashed through a ray of white light, splitting the void, and struck across the alchemy furnace, sending the fire flying across the furnace.

But the next moment, Zhang Wuji took action again, opened his palm, and a round of silver sword appeared.

Ambilight, silver brilliance seems to reflect the light like a mirror.

It shot out with a bang, turned rapidly, and with a terrifying divinity, crashed into Fang Hanshu.

Fang Hanshu's expression changed slightly. The power and mystery of Zifu Shenzong were far beyond his imagination. However, Fang Hanshu was unwilling to retreat at this moment.

He let out a breath, swung his beautiful beard wildly, and pointed the Haoran spear in his hand at Yin Zhuo.

Boom——

There was a muffled sound, and the space felt like a blanket being violently shaken, with wrinkles constantly appearing!

Fang Hanshu coughed up blood, and the flesh and blood of his arms almost shattered. His body trembled, as if all his strength had been exhausted, and he was almost trembling.

Not only did his eyes become brighter and brighter, the power of faith took root in his heart, making the awe-inspiring force behind him become more majestic, and the power of heaven and earth continued to arouse and add to his body.

His aura is rising steadily!

The ancestral precepts of the Fang family are upheld by Fang Hanshu. The Fang family, an ancient family, has completely deteriorated. It is no longer the Fang family of Qitian Temple who upholds the belief of protecting Qitian.

Now they will even participate in the fight for the opportunity of Qitian Inner City.

When Fang Hanshu saw the Shenjie of the Fang family from Jiangnan Dao coming to compete for resources, there was endless disappointment in his eyes.

boom--

The confrontation continues!

Fang Hanshu was full of fighting spirit, desperate to do anything, and used the methods of the supervisor crazily to mobilize the power of heaven and earth to increase his body's aura!

The whole strange temple seemed to be shaking.

He tapped his toes, and as fast as a flash of lightning, he swiped the Haoran spear in his hand and killed the five people.

The fight between several people was so fast that it was dizzying. The cracks in the space continued to emerge and then healed, forming a storm that wreaked havoc!

Thumb thump thump thump——

The masonry on the floor of Qitian Temple continued to crack, and then healed quickly.

Fang Hanshu gasped for breath. His Confucian shirt had already been dyed scarlet.

Wearing a Confucian shirt can be used to write poems, and it can also be used to kill bandits!

But thieves...

Too many.

Fang Hanshu felt that he had run out of gas, but he didn't care. When he relied on the power of the Great Jianzheng to extradite the power of heaven and earth, he had already made a choice to sacrifice his life for righteousness.

"He's exhausted."

"No more delay."

The struck Yin Zhuo returned to his hand, Zhang Wuji frowned and said calmly.

Above the sky, the energy of the Supreme Confrontation seems to have gradually begun to calm down, and it is no longer so fierce, which means that the Supreme War is probably about to come to an end.

In fact, strong men like them all know that the supreme methods of the major forces are not to suppress the Temple Guard Cursed Corpse King.

After all, unless the real Supreme comes, how can a real Supreme be suppressed?

However, they still have to race against time.

Zhang Wuji chanted, and the next moment, a shrine appeared behind him.

In the shrine, the majestic divinity and Tao Yun surged out, and Yin Zhuo began to vibrate violently, humming, and then shot out again, shattering the space and killing the lamp. Fang Hanshu.

Fang Han Shuku sat on the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably.

With one against five, after all, he is not the real Lord of the Second Disaster God Tribulation, or he has achieved it with the help of external forces.

He has reached the extreme now.

"I'm going to die..."

Fang Hanshu exhaled, but his face was very calm.

It's just one death. For scholars, if they can fulfill their obsessions, why should they fear death?

Besides...

"Elder Li should be able to save me, right?"

"I calculated with my fingers that there is a shortage of scholars in the underworld."

Gently coughing up blood.

Looking at the several venerables who came to kill him, he shook his head, and the vastness appeared behind him, and his whole soul was burning.

"Come again!"

The Haoran spear in his hand exploded instantly and turned into a Haoran river, lying in front of him like a horse, forming his last means of delaying.

Do it all.

Fang Hanshu was completely empty.

His beautiful beard became dry and sticky with blood.

He sat on the ground, his fluttering sleeves trembling constantly. Beyond the long river, the attack roared down, and the long river was trembling. This temporary moat was probably going to be broken and torn apart soon.

However, Fang Hanshu has tried his best.

"Scholars will fight till death without regrets."

Sighed softly.

Fang Hanshu took out a blood-stained sage's book from his sleeve.

Keep your waist straight.

With trembling fingers, he wiped his tongue, and then began to turn the pages tremblingly.

I still have a few pages left to finish this book.

The ancient sages indeed had great wisdom.

boom--! ! !

The vast river was broken.

One after another, figures seemed to be bursting with terrifying radiance, tearing apart the long river, with Buddha's light shining all over them, ascetics holding monk sticks, and cicada patterns glaring.

There is a Taoist with his Taoist robes flying in the air and his hand holding a piece of silver, as ethereal as an immortal.

He is surrounded by the luck of the emperor and is majestic.

The five strong men looked at the figure sitting on the ground coldly, with his back straight and calmly reading the sage's book.

"Why bother?"

"The Fang family today is no longer the Fang family before. If you don't do this, no one will say anything about you."

"Who in this world knows your righteousness and persistence?"

Zhang Wuji held Yin Zhuo in his hand and sighed softly.

Fang Hanshu also sighed and closed the book: "You guys are so noisy... I can't stand it anymore."

"Facing life and death, my heart is still a little confused after all."

Zhang Wuji shook his head: "When you chose to attract the power of the Great Supervisor and mobilize the power of heaven and earth, you were already certain to die. You had already chosen to die. The reason why you are upset is that there are still people you can't let go of. That’s all.”

Fang Hanshu raised his head slightly, and placed the sage's scroll in his hand on his lap.

He looked past the five powerful men and looked straight into the distance calmly.

"yes……"

"Old Lu, I can no longer fight side by side with you, and I can no longer help you manage Shenzong..."

"And Xixi, no one will supervise your study in the future. How can the library where you study be called a devil's cave? Little girl, you still have to study hard. You are so naughty. Only by studying can you nourish your energy, be knowledgeable and sensible, and become more lovable... …”

"And Li Che..."

Fang Hanshu looked terribly pale.

But his eyes were very calm, there was no fear of facing death, only the regret of not being able to say goodbye to his old friend.

"This world is beautiful and the world is rich..."

"This world should not be destroyed by the tide of gods."

Fang Hanshu said softly.

Zhang Wuji shook his head: "The general trend is that all gods will fall, let alone the human world."

Fang Hanshu no longer had any strong aura on his body, he was as weak as an old scholar with no power.

However, his waist is still straight.

The five strong men no longer cared about him, crossed his body and ran towards the sarcophagus.

Suddenly.

Zhang Wuji's expression changed slightly, he rolled up his sleeves and punched out the silver jade in his hand.

But I saw a fluctuation in the space!

Then an incomparably huge pillar suddenly shattered the space and fell down. The terrifying power of overwhelming the mountain instantly caused the space to be intertwined with cracks like a spider web.

Boom——

Yin Zhuo flew back and fell into Zhang Wuji's hands.

The strong demonic energy was vented and wreaked havoc!

The black bull demon god carried the purple golden beam across the sea, stepped out of the space, and showed off wantonly.

Zhang Wuji was stunned, his brows furrowed as he stared at the Black Bull Demon God.

"you……"

But beside the Black Bull Demon God, the space exploded again, violent ferocious energy, raging and roaring demonic energy, impacting the wind, shaking the void!

Six swaying heads danced wildly, fleshy wings grew on their backs, their limbs slapped hard on the ground, and their tails whipped wildly like a divine whip, whipping and exploding the space.

A peerless ferocious beast was born!

The aura of the second disaster level was discharged.

The expressions of everyone who had just passed Fang Hanshu could not help but change slightly.

"The demon clan of Shiwan Dachuan... actually still hide this trick?!"

"The Second Disaster Level Demon God Lord, Shiwan Dachuan and the newly promoted Demon God Lord?!"

The ascetic monks, the witch-god priests, the Great Jing Emperor and other powerful people were all horrified.

Monster clan...

It’s actually the deepest hidden one? !

Fang Hanshu also looked at this scene in shock, and suddenly thought of something on his pale face, and a smile appeared.

"Great Elder...why bother trying so hard?"

A somewhat helpless voice echoed in Fang Hanshu's ears.

Fang Hanshu turned his head.