Chapter 147 The Battle between the Demon Body and the Little Heavenly Master

The second day.

The semi-finals of the freshman group officially began.

Zhang Mu and Wen Xiu appeared.

No matter what time, Wen Xiu always kept the same smile, his eyes were like a line, and he seemed to speak gently, but he gave people a bad feeling.

Zhang Mu was meticulous and serious.

Except when he was with his master, he would occasionally smile, and the rest of the time he was absolutely serious.

The two completely different people finally collided in this semi-final.

Wen Xiu looked at Zhang Mu and smiled: "I heard from them that you have the power of the demon seed?"

"Yes."

Zhang Mu admitted frankly.

Wen Xiu added: "In fact, our Longhu Mountain has a long history with the seeds of demon gods in the past. The seeds of the demon gods in the previous generation were destroyed by our old Tianshi.

In the old times, the duty of our Tianshi was to save the world and eliminate demons.

It's a pity that there were no demons or monsters at that time. We couldn't save the world, let alone save people. We just wanted to have enough food."

Zhang Mu frowned and looked at him, his tone sank: "What do you want to say?"

Wen Xiu said mysteriously: "I want to say that there are some powers that you can't control, give up! You are still young now, and it's not too late to choose a new path."

His tone became solemn: "I said this not as an opponent, but as a warning to you as the successor of the Longhu Mountain Grand Tianshi."

"Ha!"

Zhang Mu laughed.

If it were an ordinary person, he might really be intimidated by Wen Xiu's identity, but he would not. Even if the legendary old Tianshi warned him personally, he would not listen.

In Zhang Mu's heart, only the master is the only true god.

In heaven and earth, he only believes in the master.

The path that Master pointed out to me will never be wrong.

Seeing that Zhang Mu was unmoved, Wen Xiu shook his head and sighed: "I can understand if you don't listen. I also hope that you can go on well and hope that we will not become enemies in the future.

Come on, let me see your power."

Wen Xiu put away his smile.

The two greeted each other.

The moment Zhang Mu raised his head, his eyes had turned black, and a violent aura spread out from his body.

Wen Xiu muttered.

"The Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth, the root of all Qi, has cultivated for billions of kalpas to prove my supernatural powers. Inside and outside the Three Realms, only Taoism is supreme, and there is golden light in my body, covering my body."

A layer of golden light appeared, covering Wen Xiu's whole body.

The golden light collided with the devil's energy.

The two were like each other's fateful enemies at this moment.

On the viewing platform.

Xu Xuan watched this battle.

He found that the Taoist golden light released by Wen Xiu could actually restrain the devil's energy released by Zhang Mu.

This was a bit disadvantageous to Zhang Mu.

This was indeed the case. The moment Zhang Mu came into contact with the golden light, he felt depressed. The Taoist golden light seemed to have a power that struck his soul directly.

It kept suppressing him and prevented him from being "demonized".

Roar!

Zhang Mu snorted coldly.

Behind him, a huge black dragon phantom appeared, with his hands clasped together, and then suddenly dispersed and pushed forward.

The black dragon roared past.

Wen Xiu's face changed, and the golden light around him swayed, as if it was about to break.

On the index and middle fingers of his right hand, a flash of light suddenly appeared, and he drew in the air with one hand.

In the air, a series of talismans appeared.

"Five Thunder Talismans to Suppress Demons, Fall!"

Immediately, Wen Xiu waved his hand, and several talismans immediately suppressed Zhang Mu.

Zhang Mu was not afraid, and with his strong physical fitness, he broke through the blockade of the spiritual talisman.

Boom!

The talisman was spiritual, and thunder was attracted out of thin air.

Compared with foreign special professional clergy, Wen Xiu, as a Dragon Country Heavenly Master, has obviously much higher attainments in the art of talismans.

Just drawing talismans casually is enough to shock countless audiences.

"Fire Talisman!"

"Weak Water Talisman!"

"Sky Blue Talisman!"

...

The sky full of talismans fell on Zhang Mu like a rainstorm.

It is said that Taoism is divided into five elements and yin and yang, but there seems to be no barrier with Wen Xiu, who can draw any attribute of spiritual talismans at will.

Zhang Mu ran in the sky full of talismans, with scars all over.

He can be regarded as witnessing the real power of Taoist talisman art in the old era.

At this moment, Wen Xiu is simply a combination of an elemental mage and a battle mage. He is not weak in close combat, has great speed, and can have perfect firepower coverage at a distance.

The viewing platform can no longer see the battle situation on the duel field.

Only wind, fire, thunder and lightning are whistling.

This game.

Wen Xiu showed the horror of Dragon Country's special profession "Heavenly Master".

From the beginning of the battle, Zhang Mu was suppressed badly.

Although Wen Xiu seemed to have the upper hand, he did not dare to despise him, and his expression became more and more solemn.

Because he could clearly feel that the demonic energy surrounded by the spiritual talisman was constantly increasing.

That level was close to the real demon seed.

This time, Wen Xiu stretched out his other hand, also with the index finger and middle finger, which were shining with golden light.

"The sky is round and the earth is square, the law is nine chapters, I write now, and all the ghosts are hidden."

"Zhentian!"

"Fudi!"

"Exorcist!"

"Calm the soul!"

In the air, twelve pillars of light fell with a bang, and golden runes appeared on them.

At the same time.

Seven huge black dragons rushed out from the spiritual light in the sky. The demonic energy on Zhang Mu was so dense at this moment that it became a terrifying degree, and the demonic energy became a pillar, reaching the sky.

His face was distorted.

In his ears, the runes on the twelve golden pillars were chanted by a certain voice.

That was the power that struck the soul directly.

Zhang Mu's heart.

The golden thread that reminded him to stay rational at all times shattered at this moment.

Boom!

In an instant.

Everyone present seemed to hear a heartbeat.

There was no other color in Zhang Mu's eyes, and the whole world became gray in his eyes.

At this moment, he seemed to be able to make every cell in his body go crazy.

That kind of refreshing power made him want to throw away all restraints.

The eighth dragon shadow rushed out from his head.

The twelve rune golden pillars could no longer lock Zhang Mu and shattered.

Whoosh!

At the moment the golden pillars shattered, a black shadow passed by and went straight to Wen Xiu. Before Wen Xiu could react, he was strangled by a violent force.

The two fell from mid-air.

Zhang Mu grabbed Wen Xiu's neck and kept rushing forward, dragging a long line on the field.

If there was no golden light protecting his body, Wen Xiu might have died.

No one expected that Wen Xiu, who had the upper hand, would suddenly fall into a desperate situation.

But at this time, the audience no longer cared about the outcome of the game, but why Zhang Mu had such a terrifying evil power.

I heard that the only death in the previous game happened at the hands of Zhang Mu.

They began to fear.

Some people even asked the referee to stop the fight.

On the viewing platform.

Xu Xuan frowned.

Among all the people present, no one knew Zhang Mu's demon body better than him.

The Taoist golden light had a great stimulation on the unstable demon body, and Zhang Mu could not fully control the demon body. Under this stimulation, the extreme power of the demon body eroded Zhang Mu's mind.

The golden thread that bound Zhang Mu's heart should have broken.

At this point, Zhang Mu could only rely on himself to maintain rationality.

Xu Xuan could clearly feel the vague murderous fluctuations on Zhang Mu's body, which proved that Zhang Mu was still struggling and had not completely fallen into the devil.

If Zhang Mu passed this catastrophe, it would be another important transformation in his life.

If he couldn't pass it.

Even if Xu Xuan could save his disciple, he would be half useless.

In the duel arena.

Wen Xiu, who was unable to move, looked at Zhang Mu who was pinching him. He did not feel any pain, but was smiling.

In his eyes, he had already won this battle.

Zhang Mu could not control the power of the demon seed.

Just like those uncles and uncles in Longhu Mountain who coveted the angel degree.

Power that does not belong to you.

You can never force it!