Killing Demons: Upgrading from Calligraphy

Chapter 280 Dianchuan, we want it!

"My son is dead?"

Under the huge waterfall that hangs upside down, a strong and sturdy figure sits at the bottom of the water.

Every drop of heavy Xuanyuan water fell on this person, but it seemed to be no different from ordinary clear water.

This man has a muscular face in his thirties, as tough as a knife or an axe.

There is a long dark red scar on the forehead, and the back is extremely broad, with a faint feather-like texture emerging.

"Reporting to the Great Sage, the Thirteenth Young Master's life lamp has been extinguished, and there are no ripples in the Soul Returning Pond.

Someone must have known the whereabouts of the Thirteenth Young Master in advance, and ambushed and killed him without even sparing his soul. "

In front of the waterfall that rolls back like the Milky Way, a short, strange figure wearing bloomers, a red vest, and a gray face reported loudly to the man under the waterfall.

"It's interesting to be able to abolish the life-saving means I left for my son.

It seems that he is not an ordinary character. "

The man opened his eyes, which were as sharp as an eagle to peer at all things in the world. He stood up slowly, and behind him, the phantom of a huge roc with shining golden wings and full of royal aura suddenly passed by.

In an instant, the aura that absorbed the essence of heaven and earth was about to come out, exuding a terrifying and oppressive feeling like an abyss.

This person is the leader of the Hundred Thousand Mountains Hundred Powerful Clan and the Dapeng Clan.

The Great Sage Fuyao!

Stepping forward, with every step taken by this great demon in the realm of Yuanshen, the world seemed to be shaking with his footsteps.

Arriving in front of the little demon, the Great Sage Fuyao raised his hand and touched his forehead.

He saw countless light and shadow images appearing in front of his eyes instantly.

But when these scenes involved the death of his youngest son, they suddenly became dark, low, turbid, and impossible to see clearly at all.

Apparently someone with great supernatural powers took action to erase this scene.

"Hey, no one can erase what I want to see."

With a chuckle, Fuyao's eyes suddenly glowed with golden light, and he saw the huge golden-winged roc behind him reappearing as if it was about to swallow the sky and the earth.

next moment.

I saw the great sage of the monster clan taking a step, directly shattering the void, and stepping into a tributary of a long river that was filled with thousands of colors, and the surrounding lights and shadows changed, obviously reflecting all the changes between heaven and earth.

In this tributary of a long river that seems to flow everything in the world.

The Great Sage Fuyao held a ball of gray light in his hand and walked upstream, taking every step very firmly.

The turbulent colorful water around them felt the presence of outsiders.

The powerful and thick power of the universe slowly floated up, which was a group of crystal clear colored mist.

It seems beautiful and exquisite, but it contains the most terrifying murderous intention in the world.

years!

Nothing can protect itself from the erosion of time.

The power of time will gradually erase everything!

Feeling the power of time approaching towards him, the Great Sage Fuyao's eyes moved slightly without panicking. He saw the golden-winged roc behind him slowly fluttering its wings, creating an extremely powerful halo that contained strong supernatural power. Falling slowly.

This magic exudes an unparalleled aura of "detachment".

Surrounded by this miraculous power, no force can restrain the Great Sage Fuyao.

It was the Dapeng that rose up with the wind in one day and soared up to ninety thousand miles.

Using his own great supernatural power to isolate himself from the erosion of the power of time in the tributaries of time, the Great Sage Fuyao went all the way upstream.

Finally in a place with strong currents.

The gray light in his hand began to shine.

A young golden-winged roc loomed inside.

"Here..."

With his eyes lowered, he glanced at the young golden-winged roc in his eyeballs, and the Great Sage Fuyao slowly raised his hand.

In the tributary of time not far away.

A tall figure wearing a vermilion robe, embroidered with black bird patterns, and standing with his hands behind his back was like a sacred mountain standing in the turbulent waters of the universe.

As if sensing the arrival of the Great Sage Fuyao, this figure slowly turned sideways, and the ink jade crown on his head covered his face, making it difficult to see clearly.

Only two real eyes shot out, extremely heavy, carrying the pressure of the boundless power of God.

"You are indeed here.

The last pure-blood golden-winged roc in the world. "

The face hidden under the shadow of the crown let out a chuckle, and the figure in red robe slowly turned around, with a group of struggling shadows stepping under its feet.

Looking carefully, it seems to be the same as the gray light in the hand of Fuyao Monkey King.

From the same source.

Glancing at the black bird red robe on the person opposite him, the Great Sage Fuyao sneered:

"Prince Daxuan?

Are you the one who planned to ambush my son? "

"No, no, no, it's not my turn to take action on such a trivial matter. It's just a bloody roc, and my men can kill it with a little care.

However, the Great Sage Fuyao really cared for this young son.

Triple life-saving talisman added to the body.

He did not hesitate to go against the long river of time, intending to salvage his true spirit mark from the river and resurrect him.

It's a pity that this son was killed under my order.

How can he be allowed to live another life? "

With a calm and indifferent tone, Prince Daxuan is located on the upper reaches of the Long River of Time, looking down at the Great Sage Fuyao at this moment.

He announced his youngest son's death sentence in a calm tone.

The meaning of those words seems to be that I let your youngest son die.

Even if you are a master of Yuanshen.

There is no way to revive it.

<divclass="contentadv">"Hehehe, okay, it is really a world of young people now. I haven't heard anyone talk to me like this in many years."

Not irritated by Prince Daxuan's tone, the Great Sage Fuyao crossed his arms and looked over with his head raised slightly.

"You just said so much, can I ask you a question?"

"Great Sage, please speak."

He opened his mouth to swallow the gray ball of light in his hand, and the eyes of the Great Sage Fuyao gradually showed a thick golden light. At the same time, the shadow of the golden-winged roc behind him also became extremely solid.

A domineering aura commanding all things in the world to surrender under its feet swept out!

"I'm just asking you, can you resist being beaten?"

Before he finished speaking, the figure of the Great Sage Fuyao suddenly turned into a galloping afterimage, rushing toward Prince Daxuan.

Seeing that the Great Sage Fuyao could actually run at such a fierce speed in this tributary of time, Prince Daxuan also let out an exclamation of surprise.

"As expected of the golden-winged roc that controls the world's fastest speeds.

Even this tributary of time filled with the power of time cannot restrain the transcendence and magic in them. "

In almost an instant, the Great Sage Fuyao had reached a distance of less than ten feet in front of Prince Daxuan.

I saw him slowly bending his arms and punching. With every ounce of his strength gathered and every inch of his muscles tightening, the air seemed to begin to subtly distort due to invisible forces.

With one punch, it exploded with astonishing power in this scene as quiet as time.

The moment he punched out his fist, the surroundings seemed to be stripped of color and sound.

It was not just a movement, it was more like an invisible rift suddenly opened between heaven and earth.

A dark, bottomless void gradually emerged on the fist, which was as solid as iron and fine steel.

It exists like a black hole, revealing the meaning of endless devouring.

The surrounding light and air seem to be attracted, distorted and even engulfed by this void, appearing distorted and distorted in front of it.

Wherever the fist touched, even the tributaries of time seemed to be sucked away.

"It is said that the golden-winged roc soared in the nine heavens from the moment it was born, with the heart to swallow up the heaven and the earth, and the ambition to encompass the whole world.

It is also the only race in the world that dares to include real dragons in its diet.

It's a pity that this move made the Golden-winged Dapoc family famous all over the world and included in the annals of history.

But he also suffered crazy revenge from the True Dragon Clan.

Cursed by the dragon kings of the four seas, the Dapeng clan has declined from generation to generation, and their heirs have died young.

Once very popular, the golden-winged roc that feeds on real dragons is now here.

You are the only pureblood left.

The rest are hybrids produced by mixing the blood of other demons.

Because there are mixed-blood bastards, the curse of premature death can be reduced, am I right? "

boom--

The extremely fierce fist seemed to return the world to its original point, but the simple and pure horrific violence was about to fall on Prince Daxuan.

Stopped abruptly.

Squinting his eyes slightly, looking at the fist stopped in front of him, a chuckle came from Prince Daxuan's ears.

"I understand, all the previous actions were just to anger me, right?"

Slowly withdrawing his fist, the Great Sage Fuyao looked at Prince Daxuan calmly, his golden eyes showing a hint of calmness that could see through everything.

"I heard that the Daxuan Dynasty was in decline, and the governors of the twelve major provinces supported their own troops and separated themselves to claim their masters.

The Daxuan royal family seems to have thousands of miles of land.

In fact, the only one under his control was Yi Jingzhi.

Gao Tianxiong died, and Dianchuan lost its leader.

Your Daxuan royal family wants to take the opportunity to take back control of Dianchuan.

But before that, the first thing you have to do is to break the original order and re-establish a political system under your control.

And this invasion in the mountains has become a knife in your hand.

You deliberately provoked me because you think the current sword is not fast enough. Other provinces should have noticed your thoughts.

It will be a long night and many dreams, and you want to complete the previous arrangements as soon as possible.

I said that, right. "

Looking at the Great Sage Fuyao in front of him, Prince Daxuan couldn't help but pat his palms and praise him:

“I didn’t expect the Great Sage to have such an understanding of me, the Great Mysterious One, I really admire you.

Since the Great Sage already understands what I am thinking.

So it seems that I am going to fail this time? "

As he spoke, Prince Daxuan's feet slowly moved, and the gray roc shadow that had been standing under his feet was directly eliminated into nothingness.

"No, if you want to anger this saint, you have indeed succeeded."

Calmly watching Prince Daxuan crush out the last vestige of life for his youngest son, the Great Sage Fuyao's expression remained unchanged:

"After today, this Holy Association will immediately send troops to Dianchuan!"

After getting the answer he was satisfied with, Prince Daxuan chuckled twice, but the next words of the Great Sage Fuyao made him feel an unprecedented evil aura.

“But I can’t make your sword.

Since you like to kill people with borrowed knives.

This holy sword will kill you first.

I will now represent the Hundred Thousand Mountains and the hundred powerful clans to officially inform you.

Dianchuan, we want it! "

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