Journey to the West: Qitian Demon Emperor

Chapter 205 The world is turned upside down!

Although the monk has long been indifferent to life, seeing Qi Tian's actions, indifferent eyes, and decisive expression, he still feels chilling from the bottom of his heart.

The corpses on the ground, the blood everywhere, the stumps, and the strong smell of blood all stimulated the monk's mind.
It should be known that these are not the corpses of mortals, but the immortals who are high above, who treat ordinary people like ants, and immortals who live for tens of thousands of years.
Every corpse, every stump, even just a drop of blood, contains huge energy. The body that has been immortal for thousands of years is extremely fragile, torn apart in Qi Tian's hands,

Qi Tian's expression was ferocious, his eyes gleamed with monstrous anger, at this moment he just wanted to vent, he only wanted to kill, the monstrous attacks were sent out from his hands, each blow would take away a life,
Blood slipped into the air, blooming with incomparable beauty,
Huaguo Mountain is in full swing, and there is a feast of killing. The strong smell of blood directly stains the sky with blood. The wailing of thousands of monks,
"Roar"

Qi Tian, ​​the last monk in the arena, tore apart, roared to the sky, extremely domineering, and his voice spread directly to the Three Realms, with a shocking stick in his hand, he appeared to point to the sky, his eyes were full of murderous aura, shocking the Three Realms,
Tianting, the group of immortals who were looking at the Haotian mirror, were directly shocked by Qi Tian's murderous gaze, and retreated suddenly, the murderous aura soaring into the sky, even their hearts that had never fluctuated for thousands of years, became shocked, It is even more lacking in coldness and chills,
Even if he was as strong as Avalokitesvara, Zhunsheng's cultivation base, his complexion also changed. From Qi Tian's eyes, he saw the evil spirit soaring to the sky, the endless killing, and even more so, the deep hatred.
In the East China Sea, Ao Cunxin had given up struggling, staring at Huaguo Mountain, the majestic figure, pointing at the domineering sky,

Princess Yumian looked at Qi Tian with eyes full of affection,

More than ten thousand monster soldiers are full of fanaticism, looking at the back that is glaring at the sky, that is their king, that is their emperor, the belief in their hearts, and the heart hates their own weakness,
Even the Dragon King of the Four Seas, who has been silent for tens of thousands of years, still lacks bursts of blood in his heart, and his heart is beating violently.
Looking at the group of monsters here between heaven and earth, they were also shocked by Qi Tian's domineering, soaring domineering, which made them startled and awed, and firmly remembered the eternal emperor, Qi Tian, ​​in their hearts.

They know that even if the Eternal Emperor dies in battle, he will surely be passed down through the ages, and he will be respected by the group of monsters just like the ancient demon emperor, Emperor Jun.

They clenched their fists tightly, with traces of blood on their palms, and silently looked at the direction of Huaguo Mountain. At this time, Huaguo Mountain carried too many hopes for them.

Countless demon kings and demon saints flew towards Huaguo Mountain at high speed. On Jilei Mountain, the figure of Bull Demon King also rushed towards Huaguo Mountain with endless slaughter.
The lonely demon clan, the oppressed demon clan needs a king, an emperor, a strong man who can suppress the sky,
The last prince of the monster clan, who took refuge in Buddhism made them feel chilled, and their hearts were filled with endless desolation, but at this time they saw hope from Qi Tian, ​​the hope that they would no longer be enslaved and oppressed,
Although they knew they would go there, they would almost die, but they had to go because they had their own beliefs and a common name in their hearts, demon!

Qi Tian turned around and looked at the Wangu Army standing behind him, the Long Live Fox King, the No. 72 Demon King, and other demon cultivators, his eyes were full of iron and blood, and he shouted angrily,

"war"

This is the highest honor for warriors, the most affectionate reward for dead demon cultivators and the Eternal Army,
"war"

The roar that trembled in the sky came out from the mouths of the soldiers, full of clanging iron blood, full of endless killing, and the fighting spirit soaring to the sky, roaring in the sky,

More than 9000 ancient troops died and 72 were injured, more than [-] died under the blow of Avalokitesvara, [-] were killed and injured by the [-]nd Road Demon King, and the rest were seriously injured. The Long Live Fox King even had an arm broken. It hasn't grown yet, showing the seriousness of the injury,
But the only thing that remains the same is that his eyes are full of fighting spirit, and his eyes are full of enthusiasm when he looks at Qi Tian.

Qi Tian was deeply moved in his heart, even though they were all his subordinates, he never regarded them as subordinates, but brothers,

Brothers who can treat each other with sincerity, stick swords in both sides, and lean on each other in battle

At this moment, he has seen that the Eternal Army and many demon cultivators have already exhausted their mana, and they have run out of fuel. They can survive until now, all thanks to a strong will, a strong belief,

Even if Qi Tian told them to die, they would not hesitate, but Qi Tian would never allow it, they dragged their seriously injured bodies to fight again, that would be death,

"Six ears, long live the fox king, you lead the group of monsters back and enter the East China Sea to heal your wounds!"

Qiangqiang's words came from Qi Tian's mouth, full of doubts and irresistible,
"Master?" "Emperor?"

"Retreat, the emperor will be fine!"

Qi Tian said silently, with the Northern Xuanyuan Water Control Flag above his head, covering the sky and the sun, and shielding the consciousness of the powerhouses of the three realms, his palm shone brightly, and waved it towards Liu Er and the others.
Liu Er only felt a wave of ups and downs, and the figure had already appeared in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, "Ao Guang, keep an eye on them, and wait for the emperor to return!"

"It's the emperor! Ao Guang obeyed!"

Ao Guang said respectfully, looking at Huaguo Mountain with eyes full of admiration, the standing figure, with every gesture, with infinite domineering, noble, majestic,
Qi Tian once again collected tens of thousands of [Eternal Army] into the small world, his eyes were slightly closed, and when he opened them again, he was filled with determination and endless murderous aura. At this moment, the sky was raining blood.
The killing resumed, the wind and clouds surged, the heaven and the earth howled, the sky was stained with blood,

"Since you are persecuting me like this, I will turn the world upside down as you wish! Hahaha!"

Laughing wildly up to the sky, the laughter is full of endless arrogance, domineering, extremely arrogant, angrily scolding the sky,

The monstrous aura on his body surged out overwhelmingly, the wind and clouds surged, the sky changed color, endless demonic aura, devilish aura filled the entire sky, thousands of miles of black clouds covered the sky,

When the black cloud dissipated, the powerhouses of the three realms discovered that Qi Tian's figure had disappeared, leaving only the dilapidated Huaguo Mountain, piled up corpses, and rivers composed of countless blood.
The mountain is blood-red, stumps and broken arms are everywhere, and the corpses of gods and gods are shining with dazzling light and thick coercion, as if they are telling the world that the glory of the past,

"boom"

Just when the strong men of the Three Realms thought they were equal to the sky and fled away, a loud noise shook the sky again and spread throughout the Three Realms.
In front of a gate where ghosts are crying and wolves are howling, writing to the Hall of Yama, Qi Tian is carrying a blood-stained long stick on his shoulders, exuding a powerful aura, endless Xiaosha, eyes silent, full of ruthlessness, biting cold, indifferent like frost,

Staring at the gate in front of him, the blood-stained long stick on his shoulder exuded a dazzling light, and swung it down at the Temple of Yama...

(End of this chapter)