Westward Journey Starts Heaven Court Sign In 100,000 Years

Chapter 468

At this time, the beautiful face under the mask of the demon god was already covered with frost, watching Dongfang Xuanzang and others with killing intent.

The demon god apparently recognized Dongfang Xuanzang’s identity from the figure of Buddha and Tao. As he said, Jin Chanzi was originally a golden cicada in his previous life. He heard that Tathagata preached and transformed into a human form, and it was Tathagata. The second disciple.

“Boom!” The demon god said, an immense pressure fell, and everyone present felt unprecedented pressure.

The coercion of the peerless quasi-sage covered Dongfang Xuanzang and others like a wave, making everyone’s hearts as if they were pressing on a mountain, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

As a peerless quasi-sage, it represents a crush with Realm. Under this coercion, everyone underneath has mixed reactions.

Those who followed Dongfang Xuanzang, the worst were the early stage cultivator of Daluo Jinxian, and the same was true for the Jiejiao side.

However, under the coercion of the demon god, the cultivators of the Daluo Jinxian level turned pale, and it became extremely difficult for them to even breathe on one knee.

In addition to the barely resistance of Our Lady of the Golden Spirit, Peng Demon King and Di Ting also struggled to resist. The Great Immortal Tiger Li was the most unbearable, with cold sweat on his forehead.

Even though the Mother of God of the Golden Spirit is one of the four pro-disciples under the seat of Lingbao Tianzun, the Cultivation Base is now only the mid-level pinnacle quasi-sage.

At the moment when she felt the pressure of the demon saint, her face was solemn, staring closely at the figure in the sky.

Being able to cultivate to the peerless quasi-sage Realm is no ordinary genius. Even after a few calamities, he can survive. At the same time, he is also the protagonist of Qi Luck, just like the King Kong Xuan of Ming Dynasty.

Such a talent, no, it should be said that it is a ghost, and it is definitely not an unknown person who can get to this point.

It’s just that the demon god wears that mysterious mask, which can isolate Divine Sense from detection. Even the Golden Spirit cannot detect who the person under the mask is.

At the same time, under the glaring mask, the demon god’s beautiful face was already flashing cold; she had already developed a strong murderous intent towards Dongfang Xuanzang.

Facing the coercion of this peerless quasi-sage, Dongfang Xuanzang also had a strong sense of oppression, his expression staring at the demon god in the sky solemnly.

Dongfang Xuanzang has a delicate mind, and he can be sure that he is the real powerhouse of Beiju Luzhou through his performance and name just now.

“Demon God, I was a golden cicada in my previous life. I have never forgotten my original intention. Even if I am a Cultivation Base person in this life, I am also from a demon clan.” Dongfang Xuanzang said faintly, “But am I dead? I am really helping you, why are you saying this?”

“Huh! I knew you had a sharp tooth, you really deserved your reputation.” The demon saint’s voice was extremely cold, and he looked at Dongfang Xuanzang from a condescending position: “You learned from Tathagata in your previous life. That’s a mess, I also want to chop off your head to clear the door for my monster race.”

While speaking, under the black robe stretched out a slender hand like a green onion, holding a cyan sword.

“Qiang!” The sword was automatically unsheathed, and the other demon god turned into an afterimage and pulled out the three-foot green front at an extreme speed.

As the sword was unsheathed, a sharp Sword intent appeared, and the sky was covered with violent winds for a while.

The Sword intent alone was enough to crush a normal cultivator. In the distance, the disciples of Da Luo Jinxian had already knelt on the ground, shivering.

As for the thousands of monster races, they also knelt on one knee, looking at the black robe figure with excitement.

“My sword is named Qingyuan, and I never kill the unknown under the sword. I am worthy of you when I kill you today!” The three-foot green front was filled with incomparably powerful fluctuations.

Feeling this fluctuating Golden Spirit Virgin’s pupil shrinks, “The Law of Destruction!”

The Law of Destruction is also one of the best in the Three Thousand Avenues. Destruction is the main focus. No matter what is real or nothing, it can be destroyed.

Flesh and flesh life has nurtured countless civilizations, and there will be destruction when there is vitality. This is an extreme force of law.

Feeling the terrifying wave from Jian Feng, Dongfang Xuanzang was not afraid, and the golden light of Buddhism and Taoism that stepped out of his body radiated thousands of feet of brilliance, illuminating the entire valley.

“Demon God, do you know that learning to be a human teacher, and being a human being?”

“Whether I am Jin Chanzi or Dongfang Xuanzang, I have the ambition to save the common people. In my eyes, whether it is a human or a demon, it is all flesh and blood, no distinction between high and low.”

“Even if you are the pinnacle quasi-sage? Today, even if I am crushed, I will not bend my knees to you, even if I die, I cannot shake my Dao heart.”

“Come on, my Hunyuan Sect was originally established to protect the common people of all races, so let me tell you with my remains that my will to save the monster race is unshakable.”

While speaking, Dongfang Xuanzang’s aura continued to improve, Yang Shen’s Faxiang appeared, and a purple golden Zen rod appeared in his hand.

At this time Dongfang Xuanzang’s eyes were extremely firm and full of light, and his breath had reached the critical point as if he wanted to break through.

“Even if I know I’m invincible, I will tell you my will with the Zen stick in my hand!” Dongfang Xuanzang turned into a light while rushing towards the demon god in the void.

What if the enemy is strong and we are weak?

Dongfang Xuanzang has already made his choice, the ambition of being trapped is dead but not alive, this is also the courage that Dongfang Yao’s Hunyuan Sect disciples should have.

“The wind is rising! The clouds are surging! A thunderbolt!”

Dongfang Xuanzang’s eyes were bright, and the purple gold Zen rod in his hand exuded a strong and incomparable aura of the unity of Buddhism and Taoism, displaying his own original Secret Technique.

Under the blessing of Yang Shen’s Faxiang, his purple gold Zen rod is wrapped in the illusion of wind and cloud, and there are also thunder snakes raging in it.

Dongfang Xuanzang’s fighting spirit was soaring, and in the blink of an eye he slammed into the demon god with a vigorous vigor of death and death while holding the purple gold meditating staff.

“It’s a three-point hero.” Zhu’s lips and white teeth squirmed lightly, admiringly reflected in the pupils of the demon god.

Although he looked at Dongfang Xuanzang for three points in his heart, the murderous intent in the eyes of the demon god remained undiminished.

“Shoo!” The Qingyuan Sword in his hand slashed in the air, and a Sword Qi that had torn the void by a thousand feet was sent out suddenly, heading towards Dongfang Xuanzang.

“Not good!” Seeing this horrible blow, Mother Jin Ling immediately displayed her supernatural powers to help Dongfang Xuanzang. “It’s too late!” Mother Jin Ling looked terrified. The Sword Qi was really weird. In the blink of an eye, Dongfang Xuanzang’s body protection gas was broken through.

Dongfang Xuanzang also felt the crisis of Death, and his body protector Qi was instantly destroyed, just like a piece of paper.

The incomparable move on the purple gold Zen stick in his hand was also destroyed by Sword Qi into a stream of particles in an instant.

Destroy everything! This is the power of breaking the law, no matter what form of existence is in front of him, it will turn into nothingness.

Of course, all laws are mutual generation and mutual restraint, and breaking the laws is not invincible…