The first cause of all realms

Chapter 1017
laugh!
With the utmost power of the eyes of the sky, Yang Jue only saw a faint and imperceptible sword light, and he didn't see the ancient Zhuxian sword at all.

He didn't even see if the ancient sword was really out of its sheath!

However, just like that, the Red Devil King has already fallen into the sky, and the true fire of samadhi, which is inflammable, is completely extinguished at this moment!
Rumble!
There seems to be thunder rolling and spreading, which is a huge amount of air waves countercurrently filling the void after being extinguished by the true fire of Samadhi.

At this moment, there was a roar of sound in the abyss, but it was eerily quiet.

Looking at the Red Demon King falling down like a dead leaf, no matter whether it was an ordinary prisoner, True Lord White Tiger, Old Monk Yama, or even the ten monks in the Gushan Immortal Palace, all lost their voices.

Including Yang prison.

No one thought that the Red Demon King could resist the Zhuxian Sword, but no one would have expected that one of the five sects of the demon way, the Master of the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, who has been famous for 9000 years, could not resist even for a thousandth of an instant.

And from the beginning to the end, his long howling and roaring did not get any recovery, only a shallow sword cry...

silence!

Dead silence!

It wasn't until the samadhi flames were completely extinguished, Diyuan was once again shrouded in darkness, and after all the noise had died down, did the disciples of Wanshi Tianzong exclaim in astonishment and reverence from outside Diyuan.

"This sword..."

In the darkness, the faces of the three major Baji masters, including the old monk Yan Mo, all turned blue, and they could hardly suppress the panic in their hearts.

It's not that they haven't seen Zhu Xian's sword beheading people, but this is Baji!

Famous for 9000 years, ten thousand years of Taoism, enough to burn mountains and boil seas, a giant who catches the stars and takes the moon!
This……

The three of them looked at each other in the dark, feeling a chill in their hearts.

Escape, did you escape?

Inside the Immortal Palace, the ten heads seemed to be shrouded in mist, where no one could notice, there seemed to be different heads looming.

"Dying demon, ten thousand years of Taoism, samadhi real fire, great supernatural power of burning jade and stone..."

"Even though he's not the pinnacle of Baji, and he's not an ordinary person, he's not worth a single sword?! The Sky Sea hasn't been opened yet, yet someone in later generations can practice the 'Xianxian Sword' to such an extent?!"

"What are you afraid of?!"

"Afraid! Why don't you be afraid! How difficult it is to return from calamity, if you die here, everything will be nothing!"

"What are you afraid of?! If you fight with him, with the strength of ten of you and me, could it be that you can't win against a little bastard in the future..."

"Don't forget! That little miscellaneous hair possesses the 'three great supernatural powers in one breath', and a Zhuxian sword, you and I can still resist, how about four?!"

"Four..."

……

All the sounds dissipated with the mist, and Shishou's expression became extremely ugly.

"These ten calamities, no, very wrong..."

After suppressing many distracting thoughts, Shi Shou still felt a little uneasy.

When the two catastrophes alternate, when the Dao is remodeled, there will naturally be a peerless Universiade, and countless heroes will emerge as the times require.

But Tianhai hasn't opened yet, and this is just one of Hengsha's worlds...

……

"God, Tianzong..."

Walking with the shadows, Yang Ju saw the Red Devil King.

The owner of the Ten Thousand Monsters Cave, the most violent demon king in Longquan, his face turned ashen, even if he saw Yang Ju, his eyes were still dull.

This sword did not kill his life, but it completely wiped out his guts, hostility, and anger!
Since he obtained the "Samadhi Real Fire" from the Yintian Palace of Zhoujue, in the long 9000 years, he has met his opponents, lost a lot, or survived...

But never so desperate!

The Nahuo gourd may also be said to be a spiritual treasure that the Taoist of Tianzong deliberately refined for a long time to target himself.

But this sword...

"He, didn't even say a word..."

After a long, long time, the Red Devil King uttered a voice that was so hoarse and subtle that Yang Jue almost didn't hear it:

"He, he is also Baji, why, why..."

The Red Devil is in a huge meltdown.

Yang Qiu looked at each other coldly.

In this state, the Red Devil King was much calmer than before, and this sword knocked him out of the mad state.

With that sword strike, all evil spirits and distracting thoughts were wiped out.

"Why, he hasn't broken the limit yet, he's still Baji..."

The Red Devil King had already collapsed, repeating this sentence back and forth, even if Yang Jue mentioned it, he didn't seem to notice it!
"The same Baji, the Red Devil King, no, including other Baji masters, the gap between him and the Daoist of that day is probably even bigger than the gap between me and the ordinary ten capitals..."

Amidst the many prying eyes, Yang Jue carried the Red Devil King into the darkness, his heart was slightly chilled, and his doubts were also very great.

The Taoist Taoist of Tianzong in Shidu was not of the highest rank and had no great supernatural powers. Although he was considered an outstanding one for a while, he could not be regarded as an amazing talent.

But now...

"Good, good!"

How valuable is a dying Octopus Lord?The old monk Yan Mo and others stopped in front of Yang Qiu.

"People belong to me."

Randomly tearing off the cloth pocket on the Red Devil King's waist, Yang Jue strode away.

True Monarch White Tiger's expression turned cold, but the nameless old man held down his arm instead.

"A mere ten capitals, so presumptuous!"

True Monarch White Tiger let out a low growl, but also suppressed the anger in his heart.

The four of them have been imprisoned here for more than 3000 years. They don't have spirit treasures and magic weapons, and they don't have enough mana. They really don't want to fight this person.

Being able to be on the near emperor list, no matter what the method is, it shows that this person has at least the power comparable to the incomplete eight poles...

"father!"

Inside the human race bag, Hong Fa'er screamed and threw tears at the Red Devil King, but the latter seemed to be silent, just kept saying:
"why why……"

"Why are there so many?"

Closing the mouth of the race bag, Yang Jue looked at the Red Devil King under Hong Fa'er's extremely resentful eyes:
"It's just that it's not as powerful as a human being."

"It's not as powerful as a human..."

The Red Devil King's eyes moved slightly, and with Hong Fa'er's support, he staggered up and sat down again.

"The same Baji... No, only he is Baji..."

The Red Devil King's voice was still very erratic. After a long time, he looked at Yang Yu and said hoarsely:

"What do you want?"

"Samadhi really fires."

Yang prison has nothing to hide.

"You want Samadhi True Fire?"

Under the severe pain, the Red Devil King still sneered:

"You imprisoned my son, but you actually want to plot against the king's god seed? But you use him to threaten me, isn't it ridiculous!"

"But, it's ridiculous..."

Before Yang Qiu could answer, Hong Fa'er couldn't help but tremble all over, and the eyes that looked at her father became very terrified.

"He is just the flesh and blood that this king uses to live out the second life!"

The Red Demon King's face was gray and cold, and Hong Fa'er had already fallen to the ground, losing his soul.

"If you help me live out the second life..."

"I, I kill, kill you!"

Hong Fa'er screamed sharply, and the madman seemed to rush at the Red Devil King, who didn't move, let the flames burn himself, but laughed wildly.

"Whoever kills me will be burned, and whoever kills me will be reborn from the ashes!"

boom!
The raging flames engulfed the father and son, and they gradually melted into one under the watchful eyes of Yang Qiu.

After a long time, Hong Fa'er fainted in the ashes, and when Yang Ju stretched out his hand, a trembling flame fell into his palm.

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