Chapter 628: The Great War Begins

He has black hair and purple pupils, six arms and two horns, and a burly figure.

Typical characteristics of the ancient demon clan.

There is an essential difference between the ancient demon clan and the demon cultivator. The demon cultivator is also a human monk, but the path of cultivation is different.

The ancient demon clan is the mortal enemy of the mainland human race.

According to ancient legends, the ancient demon used to compete with the human race for hegemony and the domination of the mainland, but was defeated by the human race and escaped into the void. However, his desire to return to the mainland never ceased.

In different periods of history and in different dynasties, there are many records of the ancient demon clan causing chaos in this world.

Every time a demon clan is born, there will be chaos in the world, disasters will arise, and catastrophes will fall.

Sun Hao once read a classic book handed down from the ancient Daxia period with thousands of articles, which recorded the origin of the ancient demon clan in detail. As for whether this source is true, it is still untestable.

According to legend, this world was chaotic, and Pan Gu opened the sky.

When the sky was exhausted and Pangu fell, essence, energy, and spirit split into the "Three Emperors" of Fuxi, Shennong, and Nuwa.

Among them, Shennong used the earth, rocks, vegetation as his body, and poured his own energy to create "beasts". Because Shennong paid attention to quantity and ability, there were many types and numbers of beasts, and various abilities, but their minds were not enlightened.

Shennong died, among the beasts, the human race rose, and the mainland fought for hegemony.

Chiyou and Xuanyuan clan competed for the deer.

Chi You was defeated, and tried his best to open the passage to the other world, send the remnants to the other world, practice to become a demon, and the "devil world" gradually formed.

The passage opened by Chi You is called "the well of gods and demons" by later generations.

In later generations, there will often be powerful members of the demon clan who come to the mainland through the well of gods and demons to make trouble.

did not expect. On the Fengyun, a clan of ancient demons appeared today.

The ancient demon clan had strange supernatural powers, Jin Zhenren didn't want to start a war, and wanted to persuade Luo Pengfei's incarnation of the demon leader to leave on his own.

Hearing the words, the devil looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Humans and devils are inseparable. Since I am forced to reappear, I will not die forever. Today I am lenient. Tomorrow will be endless pursuit, hahaha."

Amidst the loud laughter, the devil pointed at Xuanhu: "If you want to blame, then blame him. He forced me. Come on, let's see what else you can do."

Jin Zhenren looked at Ying Xuanhu.

Ying Xuanhu said in a deep voice: "My son Ying Tianba and brother Li's younger brother Li Wencheng went to Nanyang hand in hand. I entrusted them to two fellow Taoists, Fengyun. As a result, the two juniors fell into Nanyang without knowing why, and the two fellow Taoists, Fengyun, unexpectedly I don’t know Brother Li and me, among them, it’s hard to understand.”

When Ying Xuanhu was speaking, Li Yuncong gently waved his palm at the two real people sitting cross-legged on the deck.

The bodies of the two real people fell down with their palms, their faces were covered with dead ashes, and they lost all breath. It seems that it has been lost for a long time.

All the monks on the Fengyun were in an uproar.

Before Ying Xuanhu could give an answer, Luo Pengfei, the demon leader, had already looked up to the sky and laughed, and readily admitted: "That's right, they have already become my blood slaves, it's strange to remember you, hahaha."

Amidst the loud laughter, Luo Pengfei, the devil leader, pointed at Sun Hao who was sitting cross-legged on the deck: "This kid can actually stop my blood fiend's attack. Within three hours, he will also become my blood slave." .You idiots, I hope you can witness with your own eyes what blood slaves are. Hahaha."

All the monks on the deck looked at Sun Hao.

At this moment, strange red spots appeared on Sun Hao's handsome fair face, presumably it was a sign of becoming a blood slave.

He Xiongjie's red ears throbbed violently, and many monks sighed regretfully.

Zhong Xiaohao is young, he has cultivated to the middle stage of foundation establishment, and he is still a rare third-level battle formation master in the world. It can be said that he has a bright future. As long as he does not fall, the future is promising.

However, he unexpectedly met the ancient demon clan on the Fengyun, who possessed the mysterious secret arts of the ancient demon clan. Even a golden core power like Fengyun was not spared from the secret arts, so Zhong Xiaohao could hardly be spared.

How could it not be a long sigh for a genius to die so young.

Sun Hao sat cross-legged, turning a deaf ear to Luo Pengfei's words, as if he was trying his best to deal with the devil's blood spot, but the blood spot even Feng Yun and the two real people were attacked. Can he, a little foundation-building cultivator, escape?

Ying Xuanhu and Li Yuncong looked at each other, with a little regret in their eyes.

Although he has not been in contact with Zhong Xiaohao for a long time, this junior is polite, successful in cultivation, and calm in dealing with others. If possible, they also want to help him, but they did not expect that the opponent is actually the ancient demon clan. Rather than the original thought of magic repair.

Now, they are also mud bodhisattvas who can't protect themselves when crossing the river, and they can only say that they can't help Zhong Xiaohao.

After the scene has been explained, the battle begins.

On the body of the demon leader Luo Pengfei Wei'an, the blood was shining into the sky, the blood was like blood, and he stood upright with a menacing aura.

Opposite him is the human cultivator of Fengyun, all the cultivators, including Jin Li, who have been unwilling to fight, now know that a big battle is inevitable, their true energy is agitated, their clothes are fluttering, and together with Ying Xuanhu and Li Yuncong, Join hands to block Luo Pengfei's mountain of blood.

The devil Luo Pengfei is extremely powerful, and the four Golden Cores are not soft persimmons, especially Ying Xuanhu and Li Yuncong. Down.

The war begins.

The only one who did not participate in the battle and was ignored by the monks on both sides may be the foundation establishment monk Zhong Xiaohao who sat cross-legged on one side.

Luo Pengfei, the demon leader who crushed the golden shark to death and slapped the dolphin, didn't pay attention to the monks in the boat, but the native chicken Wagoer stood carelessly in the air, his body was full of blood, and he was so calm that he didn't take it seriously. Wait for others to attack first.

Ying Xuanhu and Li Yuncong glanced at each other, their bodies staggered, their steps changed, their gossip was out of position, they clapped their palms together, blue and red lights flashed on their bodies, and they each raised their empty palms to the devil Luo Peng. Fly out a palm.

The blue true essence and the red true essence rushed out from the palms of the two people. In the air, the two-color true essence was like two swimming dragons. The dragon's head dragged a long tail, spiraling around and advancing in a staggered manner, like the sun and the moon shining together. Shoot at Luo Pengfei.

Sun Hao's heart moved, he vaguely remembered some information, and had a basic judgment on the identities of the two.

The two real people, Jin and Li, looked at each other and had some guesses about their identities. If they were really the two of them, they would have to go all out today to help them fight against the devil.

The sun and the moon of the two-color true essence alternate, like two long dragons, rushing forward.

Blood flashed in Luo Pengfei's eyes, and he yelled, "Good time!" Without dodging or evading, his body sank slightly, his hands crossed in front of his chest, and he brought up a blood-colored semi-circular shield to block the two sides. color dragon.

The two long blue and red dragons charged on the blood-colored half-round shield, which was slightly concave, and the two-color half-round shield rushed a few inches, being resisted, the speed was slightly slowed down.

Luo Pengfei laughed loudly, and pulled out the other two bloody hands. With extremely precise hands, they grabbed the heads of the two true essence dragons, and shook their hands vigorously. be separated.

With blood flashing, Luo Pengfei shrank his palms suddenly. Two days ago, the true essence dragon had been shrunk by him into two huge light clusters, which appeared on his giant palms.

Throwing the giant palm, the two-color light ball was thrown up, the big mouth opened, and he inhaled suddenly, the two-color light ball was thrown into his big mouth like a meatball, but he swallowed it alive.

After swallowing two balls of true essence, Luo Pengfei didn't feel any indigestion. Instead, he patted his belly, stretched out his big hand towards Xuanhu and Li Yuncong, and hooked his fingers: "Come again."

The Sun Moon God's Arrow was actually swallowed by Luo Pengfei.

Ying Xuanhu and Li Yuncong couldn't help feeling a little bit bitter. The monks on the Fengyun, including Jin Li and the two real people, felt a chill in their hearts. The methods of the ancient demon clan were too powerful.

Almost at the same time, almost without thinking.

At the same time as the demon leader Luo Pengfei hooked his fingers, the four real people had a tacit understanding, without any discussion, their real energy surged, four colors lit up, and they joined forces to attack Luo Pengfei together.

On the deck, the foundation-building monks stayed away from Luo Pengfei's position and watched the battle nervously. Before they knew it, they were standing in the direction where Sun Hao was sitting cross-legged. He Xiongjie and other monks who had a good impression of Sun Hao were even Standing in front of Sun Hao, preventing Sun Hao from being hurt by the aftermath of the arrow-like true essence.

The Foundation Establishment cultivators who were paying close attention to the battlefield did not notice that while the four Jindan Daoist were attacking, Sun Hao's body, who was sitting cross-legged, shook slightly, as if he had reached a critical juncture in fighting against the blood spots.

Above the mast, palms interlaced, Ying Xuanhu and Li Yuncong's red and blue lights aroused by their true essence raised their palms and slashed at Luo Pengfei.

Following their palm gestures, five red and blue half-moon curved scimitars, half as long and one foot thick, appeared in the air, rushing towards Luo Pengfei roaring from five directions.

After the attack was issued, Li Yuncong and Ying Xuanhu looked at each other and saw the trace of doubt in each other's eyes.

The two knew clearly in their hearts that under normal circumstances, what they were sending out at this time should be the "Three Sun Moon Slash", which could only trigger three arc-shaped scimitars, but the reality is that what they are sending out now is actually an even more powerful "Sun Moon Wheel" Cut", the power has been more than doubled.

In other words, invisibly, their attacks were greatly strengthened.

Before joining forces, they felt the traction force of the silk formation, as if they were still in the formation, but, didn't Zhong Xiaohao have a blood mark on his body and couldn't move?

And who could be using the power of the formation to help?

Or is Zhong Xiaohao still able to manipulate the formation?

Doubts flashed away, and the attacks from the four Jindan real people had already gone straight to Luo Pengfei.

The joint attack of the two real people, Jin and Li, is also very distinctive.

The true essence of the two real people is black and white, and the two colors of true essence meet in the air to form a Taiji Yin-Yang diagram. The Yin-Yang diagram rotates at high speed, but the flying speed is relatively slow. Immediately behind the five arc-shaped half-moon scimitars, they rush towards Luo Pengfei past.

Between the lightning and the flint, five half-moon arc-shaped true essence scimitars roared from five directions, as if they were about to cut through the space and gather fire.

"Good time." Luo Pengfei's black hair flew up, his purple pupils were bloody, he shouted loudly, crossed his arms in front of him, and a bloody shield appeared.

He raised his arms above his head again, clasped them together, and a huge sword with a wide blade and a dark red luster appeared in his hands.

The remaining two arms are opened wide, and the five fingers are like cattail fans, ready to go. (to be continued ~^~)