Xiuxian is like this

He didn't dare to switch his body hastily, and raised his hand to wipe his face, pinching a gentle and obscene face, trying to suppress the evil spirit with the artistic conception of the unity of man and nature.

Belly flatulence, Lu Bei opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of black mist, attracting the escort of stars, ordering them as the star master, let them move quickly, refining the three corpses like refining the five poor.

The stars were motionless.

Lu Bei: (one`'one)

What do you mean, he has to pass out to move?

Lu Bei was furious, feeling insulted by his supernatural powers. After thinking about it, he seemed to have no other choice but to come to the Xuanwu Cauldron.

Refining the four wastes first, and then stuffing the three corpses in after freeing up space.

The other side of the void.

Tu Yuan pressed the well wood and beat him fat, obstinately fattening Ni Dan up a circle, Peacock's aptitude is really extraordinary, he lost his mind, and was dealt with by the Star Array, facing Tu Yuan, he still had the strength to fight back.

As long as there is a little sense, Tu Yuan will not be so smooth when beating him.

The battle at the end of the void was another scene. Lu Dong fought Qinglong and Suzaku alone, using the little monk's physical body to create an invincible aura.

Qinglong sacrificed the magic weapon of white clothes and life, but was still crushed by Lu Dong and couldn't turn over. Suzaku was even worse, showing the peacock's body, and then was ridden.

The remaining rationality of one person and one demon was replaced by anger, Qinglong sacrificed the Houtian Lingbao, and just started, Lu Dong Heshi pushed his hands away on his chest, golden light was dense, and 36 Mahayana period magic weapons radiated infinite Buddha light.

At this time, the peacock couldn't bear the humiliation under his crotch, so he spit out a picture scroll and unfolded it in the air.

In the painting, the figure is that of a man.

His eyes are like the bright sun, and he holds the moon and stars in his hands. His figure is majestic, his posture is majestic and domineering, his face...

Invincible is written on his face.

Demon Emperor Picture!

Chapter 834 The No. [-] Demon in the Past and Present

In the world of cultivating immortals, all monks who founded a sect and left behind their inheritance are all outstanding people in the world.

Similarly, they will more or less leave something behind, either to show that they have been there, or to deal with the disaster of being wiped out.

For example, abandoning the scriptures and before ascension, he threw down the waste iron sword that had been close to him for many years in Bulao Mountain, and turned it into the famous Tianjian Peak, with the sword intent of the Nine Swords on it, leaving a thought for his disciples and grandchildren.

Another example is Jing Wensheng, one of the ninth generations of Emperor Ji, the first pavilion master of Zhenyuan Pavilion. He left a self-portrait, which was captured by Lu Bei as a trump card against Yinglong.

There are also portraits of the first demon emperor handed down to the world.

Not many, just hundreds of thousands, less than a million.

All the tribes in the Wan Yao Kingdom are extremely enthusiastic about the portrait of the first generation of Yao Emperor. Apart from flattery, there is another crucial reason for asking the last one to hang at home and burning incense every day to show their loyalty.

The portrait of the first demon emperor is very good at painting. Waiting for three or five mahayana stage demon kings to get close to him, asking for a picture home is equivalent to having an extra magic weapon to suppress luck.

When his cultivation reached the realm of the first demon emperor, everything closely related to him has great supernatural powers, such as the jade seal passed down from the kingdom of ten thousand demons, the star banner he made by himself, and the portrait that recorded his appearance.

In addition to sending beauties year after year, all ethnic groups hope to give birth to an heir for the Demon Emperor, and they are also particularly obsessed with the Demon Emperor's portrait.

In the previous years in the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, the first demon emperor was a sheep with golden hair, and his body was full of treasures. All races were envious, wishing to turn him into a bald man overnight.

If it weren't for the fact that the first demon emperor knew a little about physics, these monsters really succeeded.

All ethnic groups have understood the temperament of the first generation of demon emperors, and they can't be bothered and coaxed. From that year on, the demon girls who entered the palace were not only beautiful and fragrant, but also proficient in tea art, and they also practiced good painting skills.

Blow the wind beside the pillow, make the first demon emperor happy, and exchange for a cup of tea for painting time.

After these portraits flowed out from the palace and fell into the hands of various clans, there were Daoist masters and grand masters who copied them and distributed them to the demon kings with status and status in the clan.

Most of these portraits have passed away due to the passage of time, and it is useless to preserve them well, and the charm is insufficient. The first generation of demon emperors in the paintings have no form, no spirit, and no power at all.

On the one hand, the painting skills of the witches are uneven, on the other hand, the methods of the witches to make the demon emperor happy are always changing, and they use all their skills around the center.

The first generation of the Demon Emperor was happy, but where did the sage's time come from? There is no such thing as Shen Yun, and the copy version is even more rare.

The portrait in Suzaku's hand is not the case. It is a self-portrait of the first demon emperor, with the will of the first demon emperor painted on it. There are only a few of them in the world, and each one is the treasure of the ten thousand demon kingdom.

The peacock family has withered, and there have been several times in history that the bloodlines have broken down. In Suzaku's generation, the biological father is just an ordinary bird demon. With his unique aptitude and comprehension, coupled with chance, he made 36 shocks to refine his bloodline and break through the limit. Let the Peacock Clan reappear.

This is also the reason why Suzaku has a lot of concubines and is so indulgent to Ni Dan.

There are only two peacocks in the Wanyao Kingdom, which is more difficult than passing it on from generation to generation. Not to mention that Jing Muyan just ate his concubine, even if he took it out and gave it to Xuanwu, he would not do anything to Jingmu An.

Xuanwu is different, the hatred of sleeping concubines is irreconcilable, and it must be divided into life and death.

The inheritance of the peacock clan was intermittent. When the first generation of the demon emperor was galloping in the harem, there was no peacock on the tool list, and the demon emperor's map naturally did not have the peacock clan.

The picture of the Demon Emperor in Suzaku's hand was picked up. That night when the moon was dark and the wind was high, he accidentally injured the guards of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan and picked up the picture from a heavily guarded secret place.

Cultivating immortals, don't knock them down.

Not only the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, but the entire world of cultivating immortals is like a bird.

Closer to home, the figure of the Demon Emperor slowly pushed away, golden flames danced in the eyes of the first Demon Emperor, crushing the void with one step, and slowly condensing the virtual body of pen and ink.

The black mist rises, and the evil thoughts are at work.

The three corpses were swallowed by Lu Bei, and the supernatural powers were in the runaway stage. The pervasive magic thought did not distinguish between the enemy and the enemy, killing the whole picture, and the first generation of Demon Emperor was no exception.

So what if he is invincible all his life, as long as he has the heart, he will be controlled by the magical powers of the three corpses.

The first demon emperor was indeed disturbed by the evil thoughts, but when he frowned slightly, he snorted contemptuously, and suddenly the golden light spread across the sky, and the majestic will shrouded the void like washing the ground, making the emptiness of darkness approach the reality.

The tumbling earth, fire, water, and wind are still, and there is an extra place to stay in the nothingness world.

Blood gushed from Qinglong and Suzaku's throats, and they flew upside down and hit the void entity. Their golden light pierced through the flesh of the primordial spirit, and the magic thoughts in their bodies burned into space for a moment.

Qinglong stared at the tall figure with apprehension, and silently put away the magic weapon of the white-clothed appearance and the cultivation of life. It is unnecessary, impossible, and the dead are the greatest.

Out of respect for the strong, Qinglong lowered his head and gave a salute: "Human monk, I have seen the demon emperor."

"Chen Kongji, pay homage to Your Majesty!"

Suzaku stepped forward, knelt down on one knee, and bowed with his head.

None of the people or demons mentioned the word "first generation". In the world of the strong, there is only one demon emperor in the Wan Yao Kingdom from the beginning to the end, and the rest are temporary agents.

If you want to inherit the name of the Demon Emperor, you can, if there is no demon to stop you, if you are invincible all over the world, you will be the second generation of Demon Emperor.

On this point, the monsters in the Ten Thousand Monsters Kingdom are tacit, they don't say anything, they only have one demon emperor in their hearts.

The first demon emperor ignored him, neither looking at Qinglong nor Suzaku, the golden light in his eyes was beating, and he looked at Lu Dong quietly: "Extraterritorial demon?"

"Gudu!"

Stronger than Lu Dong, he is also under great pressure at this moment. Looking directly at the remaining will of the first demon emperor, he only feels that ordinary people look up at a big sun, the sky and the earth are big, and nothing is as dazzling as the demon emperor in front of him.

"Amitabha!"

At the critical moment, Lu Dong's replacement was over, Gu Zongchen went online, put his palms together and began to chant sutras.

When is it, you still recite the sutra... the sutra... the mantra of rebirth?

The corners of Suzaku's brows were sweating, no demonic thoughts troubled him, his reason was on the line, and he looked at the will of the Demon Emperor who had walked out of the Demon Emperor's Map, not to mention how annoyed he was.

He was afraid that the demon emperor would be interested in beating people, so he beat Dou Muxie to death on the spot, causing Xuanwu to turn his back on him.

What are you afraid of, the monk actually recited the mantra of rebirth in front of the demon emperor, what the hell, the laughing demon emperor died early?

The first demon emperor was expressionless, and slowly raised his fist with five fingers: "The bald donkey's cultivation is not bad, and there are very few people in the world who can beat you. You can't die with one blow, and I will give you a chance to receive a second punch."

Gu Zongchen didn't say much, and suddenly pushed away his clasped hands.

The golden wheel blooms with immeasurable glazed precious light, and a giant Buddha with a golden body rises from the ground, supporting the sky and the ground. The light is immeasurable, and his body is also immeasurable.

In the endless Buddha light, the big Buddha holds the stars in his palm, and the three thousand worlds are all in it.

The infinite world folds the infinite space, and one of the worlds is the void where the first demon emperor, Qinglong, and Suzaku belong.

The boundless Buddha's palm pressed down, sweeping countless along the way, the sky collapsed and the ground collapsed, the sea boiled and the stars collapsed, crushing worlds shaped like bubbles.

Layers of infinite Buddha light superimposed, terrifying energy that makes the scalp numb, fell in the eyes of Qinglong and Suzaku, one person and one demon were breathing stagnant, and the soul was confused and confused, as if they had been exiled, and they couldn't even bring up the idea of ​​fighting back.

"it is good!"

The first demon emperor was overjoyed, and when the Buddha's light was approaching, he stepped out with a step, shattering thousands of glazed lights, and sent out his tyrannical will through his body, stopping the falling Buddha's palm.

One punch.

The universe paled, and the sun and the moon howled.

The big waves hit the sky, causing thousands of ripples, and the mighty Buddha's light turned back against the current, and the speed of defeat was so fast that Gu Zongchen was not given any time to react.

Looking at the three thousand worlds from a distance, all of them were reduced to nothing, the golden Buddha's elbow was broken, and the golden paint was peeled off from the infinite golden body, and a crack extended upward, shattering the painful face of the great Buddha.

The Great Buddha collapsed and collapsed, and the three thousand worlds disappeared.

Gu Zongchen withdrew his clasped hands, and a stream of golden blood spilled from the corner of his mouth: "The benefactor of the demon emperor, the little monk has already received a punch."

The Demon Emperor smiled, and took another step forward. He didn't take back his raised fist, but with the momentum of his stepping, his ordinary fist was pressed down, smashing the void, and hit Gu Zongchen's chest.

36 magic treasures of the Mahayana period bloomed, lost and shattered.

At the same time, Gu Zongchen's body was also crushed.

In the spiritual light, a little black glow loomed, falling into the endless void and darkness, and disappeared.

The Demon Emperor put away his fists and stepped back to the Demon Emperor's map. He frowned and looked out of the void, seeing a pretty face in his eyes, and he was even more puzzled.

Soon, this doubt was replaced by another question. He looked at Suzaku with an uneasy brow: "Why is this picture in your hands? Are you also a fox?"

Suzaku was drenched in cold sweat, hurriedly lowered his head, and maintained a kneeling posture: "So that His Majesty will know, this picture is obtained by the little demon from the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan, not..."

"Humph!"

The first demon emperor let out a cold snort, and slapped Suzaku flying with his backhand, and there was no movement in the stepping picture.

On the side, Qinglong slowly breathed a sigh of relief: "The number one monster in the past and present, such an invincible powerhouse, there will be a second one in the Ten Thousand Monster Kingdom... how is it possible."

According to gossip, Wan Yao Kingdom will welcome the second Demon Emperor.

Qinglong didn't believe it, because this rumor would arise every once in a while, and then a demon emperor came to power, working hard, waiting for the next rumor to arise.

To put it bluntly, the rumors came from the Wan Yao Kingdom, and were the product of intrigue within the Yao Clan.

Because I listened too much, there was a time when it was the most outrageous. I sang it every ten years, and Yaozu didn't believe it until the end.

However, Emperor Ji and Ying Long believed it.

The two of them believed it, and Qinglong had to believe it if he didn't believe it, but today she was shaken again when she saw the last sliver of will left by the Demon Emperor.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

There will never be another strong man like the Demon Emperor!

……

"Hey, what exploded over there?"

In front of the Xuanwu cauldron, Lu Bei scratched his head, turned to look at the void, and vaguely heard the sound of something breaking.

Just as he was thinking, light and darkness entangled, he didn't know whether it was gold in the black, or black in the gold, a chaotic phantom broke through the void and landed firmly in his arms.

"No way, you can pick up the machine if you stand still..."

Lu Bei Dale was about to thank nature for its gift when he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Leaving aside the golden component, the dark mass looks quite familiar.

Lu Dong.

"Hiss—"

"The little monk exploded?!"

Chapter 835 Playing out the prestige and momentum of the Xuanwu lineage

If you say it will explode, it will explode, what is it that you can't think about, and have a conflict with Lu Dong?

While Lu Bei was shocked, a string of question marks floated across his forehead, and after thinking about it, he was amused.

He put away the Xuanwu tripod, weighed the light ball in his hand, and shook it vigorously, mixing the black and gold colors more evenly: "Dongzi, your brother Bei can only help so far!"

Lu Bei never thought about the possibility of Gu Zongchen being beaten up, and Gu Zongchen didn't respond, and he mingled with Lu Dong, and both fell into a deep sleep.

After being punched twice by the first demon emperor, the little monk couldn't wake up from a dream, and he felt a little bit autistic after being beaten.