Killing Demons: Upgrading from Calligraphy

In the Taoist Alliance.

In front of the Tianji Hall.

The two True Lords sat cross-legged on the white jade square in front of the hall. The Blue Lotus Sword Lord had his eyes half closed and his hands flat on his knees. On the table in front of him was a flag. The flag was blue and white with a sword pattern embroidered on it. In the center were two ancient seal characters:

Kill the God!

At first glance, this flag looks extremely extraordinary.

However, there was a small tear mark on the hem, which made these magical objects look a bit flawed.

After an unknown amount of time, the sky over the Dao League suddenly turned golden, and the sound of rushing water rose and fell continuously, as if a galaxy from the sky was sweeping over.

"Sword Master, here we come."

With Buddhist beads wrapped around his right hand, the current abbot of Dazizai Temple, Monk Tongyuan, gently spoke to remind Qinglian Sword Master standing beside him.

He slowly opened his eyes, and a gleam of brilliance flashed in the eyes of Qinglian Sword Master. He raised his hand and drew a line in the air above the sky. In an instant, the sky seemed to be cut open with a huge hole, shining golden, and surging light like a golden river fell down with magnificent momentum.

Picking up the command flag on the table, Qinglian Sword Master threw it lightly. The flag suddenly turned into a stream of light and soared into the sky, colliding with the golden river.

wow——

With clear and pleasant sounds, endless golden river light flowed into the flag like swallows returning to their nests. After absorbing these dazzling lights, the whole flag gradually began to emit an invincible power that could cut through the sky and destroy the earth, and split the universe. The damaged parts were also completely repaired without a single flaw.

"Good, good. With the infusion of people's good fortune, the God-Slaying Flag that was damaged by the Zhao family's forceful activation has finally been restored to its original state." Monk Tongyuan said softly with a gentle look on his face with a hint of smile.

Taking back the repaired God Slaying Flag, Qinglian Sword Master had a calm expression:

"For one's own selfish desires, one forced the God-Slaying Platform to be activated, causing damage to this flag. This sin alone is enough to bring ruin to the Zhao family.

Have you found out what the prince of the East Palace did? A family should be in good order. Although he is a true master, he cannot disrupt the laws of our Dao League."

"Xi Ming Zhen Zun had already found some traces before, and Shangguan Zhen Zun also rushed over, but this prince was very alert, and left immediately after he realized something was wrong. When Shangguan Zhen Zun rushed over, he was gone."

Monk Tongyuan shook his head slightly.

This former prince is extremely cunning and his methods are strange and treacherous.

Before the fall of the Great Xuan Dynasty, the Taoist Alliance had set up a tight net to prevent any member of the Zhao family from escaping and causing endless disasters.

But just when the net was closing in, the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace managed to secretly escape using some bizarre means.

The entire Taoist Alliance was quite surprised.

However, as the prince of the Zhao family, a first-class criminal, and a true master of the human race, his identity is extraordinary.

Even if he escaped, the Taoist Alliance had issued a decree that he must be brought to justice no matter how far away he was, to serve as a warning to others.

"Although the Zhao family's secret dealings with the outside world were kept secret, they still revealed some clues. If this prince is not eliminated, when the outside world attacks, he will be a sharp blade that will hit the vital points of our human race."

Knowing that the damage caused by the betrayal of the human race's true master would be more serious than that of the evil god from outside the domain, Qinglian Sword Master pondered for a moment and looked at the God-Slaying Flag in his hand.

"How about this, wait until the battle of Shiwan Mountains is over, let Xi Ming come to find me, I will personally revive the God Slaying Platform and kill this beast directly from a distance."

Upon hearing that Qinglian Sword Master was going to take action himself, Monk Tongyuan was surprised, but then he gave his advice.

“The catastrophe has already begun. You have to maintain the Great Seal of the Demons while also offering sacrifices to the Heavenly Dao List. If you personally activate the God-Slaying Platform, will it be too much of a burden on your body?

Your status is the last bottom line of our human race.

You need to think carefully about whether a mere thief is more important than the safety of our race. "

“Of course I understand what you said, but I have tried to use the Heavenly Dao List to deduce the whereabouts of this boy before, but found nothing. I am worried that he will be the one to be afflicted in this catastrophe.

Now that he has betrayed his clan and fled, if he were to come sweeping back in the future, it would be a disaster.

If that's the case, it wouldn't be a loss to take the risk and kill him."

"Is he also the one who will be calamity-ridden?" Monk Tong Yuan was even more surprised when he heard what Qinglian Sword Master said.

The person who is destined to face the calamity is the biggest variable in the calamity. He can play a role of making light of heavy things during the calamity. If he can use it properly, he can even influence the situation of the calamity.

But such an important existence could actually be a traitor who betrayed the human race.

"It's just a guess at the moment. I hope he's not." Without saying anything final, Qinglian Sword Master slowly put away the God-Slaying Flag in his hand and continued:

“The God Slaying Platform had an inexplicable tremor a while ago. It should be that one of the dormant gods has revived.

Back then, the leader of my Sword Sect slew the gods and formed the Taoist Alliance.

The God-Slaying Platform was built with their divine bodies and blood, so that there would be nothing above our human race's heads except the blue sky.

Now the catastrophe has restarted and the gods have awakened.

Maybe they are the second cancer after the demons."

"Buddha is so merciful. I didn't expect that even gods would get involved in this catastrophe. Good, good. Then what do you plan to do? Or are you going to imitate the demons..." asked Monk Tongyuan.

"Let's observe first. Gods are different from demons. They are born sacred. Compared with demons, they are more proud and noble.

This catastrophe is coming with great force. If we can use them to our advantage, it will be a great help.

At worst, I'll just bear another bad reputation.

It’s not like we haven’t done anything before, pretending to cooperate and then pulling out the sword after success.”

Somehow, Qinglian Sword Master and Qi Xiu had the same idea.

Although gods are few in number, they are extremely powerful and are invincible among those of the same level.

If we can really control this power, it will definitely bring more benefits than disadvantages to the human race.

"Well, it's too difficult to fight alone. We should have more people in our trenches." Monk Tongyuan chuckled.

“Now we just have to wait for the disaster in the Hundred Thousand Mountains to subside, and then we can start the [Sacrificial Cultivation of Heavenly Origin] right away.

We don't have much time.

Once the outside world knows about this, I’m afraid they will immediately send people to stop us.”

Slowly standing up, Qinglian Sword Master stood at the front end of the white jade square with his hands behind his back. He looked up at the sky with his sharp and powerful gaze as if to penetrate the infinite void and look at the endless, wild and dirty mountains.

……

After the demon ancestors and demon lords and the human race entered the Mountain River Society Map and fought to the death, this demon kingdom suddenly fell into a state of being leaderless.

The thirty True Lords who came with the human race's True Lord were like real dragons entering the sea. After a brief period of silence and adaptation, they began to burst out with the fierce fighting power of the human race's geniuses.

In the Minglong Mountains, there is a young man in a red cloak, holding a magic drum and dancing an ancient dance. In the singing of minor tunes that carry a heavy historical aura, figures that once appeared in this world are forcibly detained and become his subordinates, serving him bravely and skillfully.

Facing his grandparents, ancestors, and the group of evil demons and cultivators in the Minglong Mountains, he instantly suffered a double blow both psychologically and physically.

At the same time, the strange and difficult to guard against Wu Nuo magic disrupted the destiny, making it impossible for the demons and evil cultivators to defend themselves. For a time, there were heavy casualties. The entire Minglong Mountain Range was slaughtered in less than three days, and no one was spared from top to bottom.

In the Red Blood Mountains, a man dancing with a stick in one hand walked into the mountain with a loud laugh. He swung a terrifying iron stick weighing more than 10 million pounds as fast as the wind, splitting mountains and destroying the sky and the earth. He rushed into the demons and evil cultivators. No matter how powerful your magic is or how amazing your magic skills are, you cannot withstand the continuous smashing of this stick.

In less than five days, the Red Blood Mountains along with the demon caves and evil cultivators in them were razed to the ground and turned into a sunken basin.

In the Tongling Mountains, there was a middle-aged monk with his hands clasped together, his face peaceful, chanting Buddhist scriptures. He stepped into this demonic land. Wherever he passed, clear springs gushed out of the dirty and filthy earth, and flowers and plants grew. Wisps of Buddha's light swept across the entire mountain range like a breeze.

As the Buddha's light passed by, the ugly demons with hideous faces sat down cross-legged one after another, and began to recite the same scriptures as the middle-aged monk.

Seven days later, the Tongling Mountain Range had transformed into a land of green hills and clear waters. All the demons on the mountain surrendered and converted, voluntarily following the middle-aged monk to become followers of Buddhism.

By the Black Water Lake, there was a lively girl, holding a basket of flowers, moving lightly around, humming a pleasant tune. Wherever she passed, the monsters were obsessed and the demons went crazy. For a moment, the hearts of these monsters were filled with uncontrollable desire and resentment, and the fight began.

Brothers, fathers and sons, teachers and fellow disciples, under the influence of this beautiful figure, the demons seemed to have fallen into some kind of madness that they could not extricate themselves from.

Ten days later, the girl left humming a little tune. The water behind her was already littered with corpses and blood. Only the last demon was left, staring at the departing figure in fascination, then fell to the ground, no longer able to breathe.

Faced with this group of human race’s top geniuses, the demons in the Ten Thousand Mountains felt for the first time the human race’s status as the protagonists of heaven and earth.

These handsome men and beautiful women look so tender and delicate that one bite of them would make you swallow your tongue. The demons experienced firsthand the ancient traditions passed down by the human race.

In front of the demons obsessed with blood and physique, the human race's exquisite Taoist methods thoroughly demonstrated what it means to make clouds with a flip of the hand and rain with a flip of the hand.

Wherever a genius passed through, even the places of ancient monsters and demons with profound heritage, were all wiped out.

And these human geniuses, relying on the increasingly powerful magical blessings of humanity, slaughtered mountain after mountain without any signs of fatigue. Instead, their aura became increasingly powerful and strong.

There are even some geniuses with great skills and courage who can break through to a new level directly in these Hundred Thousand Mountains.

He broke the bottom line again and again, slapping these demons and evil cultivators in the face.

……

"What a bunch of cowards. They didn't even dare to fight back when they were beaten to their doorstep by those beasts. This is simply a disgrace to my reputation as a demon."

In an inconspicuous dark mountain, in a dead silent cave without any light, a pair of blood-red eyes suddenly opened. The next moment, the entire mountain exploded, and a beam of blood shot up into the sky, transforming into a young man with a stern face and flying black hair.

"Congratulations, young master!"

A green light flew over from a distance, and a graceful woman with a veil covering her private parts knelt down in front of the young man in blood-stained clothes with a smile on her face.

The young man in blood-stained clothes twisted his neck, making a cracking sound. He looked down at the woman in front of him with cold eyes. With a wave of his hand, the woman was immediately sucked in front of him and his throat was strangled.

"Who are you? Are you from Qingqiuling with this foxy smell?"

The woman was pinched by the blood-stained young man, but she was neither anxious nor angry, with a tender and sympathetic look on her face:

"My lord, you have good eyesight. I have Su Lian'er in Qingqiu."

"Your last name is Yousu?"

Hearing Fox Meir's name, the young man in blood-stained clothes raised his eyebrows and slowly loosened his hand.

The Fox Clan is a large clan in the Shiwan Mountains, and there are two demon ancestors in the clan.

There are eight million fox demons under his command in Qingqiuling.

Among them, the three most respected surnames are Tushan, Yousu and Chunhu.

The fact that Fox Mei'er's surname is Su means that she is a member of the royal family of the Qingqiu fox clan.

"What do you want from me?" A ball of blood and fire ignited in the palm of the young man's hand, and the blood-stained clothes burned every part that had just touched Su Lian'er.

Seeing this scene, the Qingqiu fox demon's pupils suddenly shrank, but he still did not show any displeasure.

“The people of Middle-earth are arrogant and conceited. They rely on the absence of our ancestors and are now killing and bullying the weak in our Hundred Thousand Mountains. This is unforgivable.

My young master couldn't stand the evil deeds of the human race, so he wanted to invite all the saints to join hands to get rid of these arrogant human pride and bring peace to my Shiwan Mountains. "

Bowing slightly, Su Lian'er slowly explained the purpose of this trip.

The so-called Holy Son she mentioned is the strongest among the ancient demons and monsters in the Ten Thousand Mountains, equivalent to the True Lord and genius of the human race.

"Hey, who the hell is your young master? You think you can boss me around?"

There was a flash of blood in his pupils, and the young man in blood-stained clothes took a step forward. A vast sea of ​​blood appeared in an instant, with turbulent waves and a vast and majestic sea. A wave rose up as if to cover the sun, moon, stars and rivers, and pressed straight towards Su Lian'er.

Seeing the huge hand of the sea of ​​blood falling, the charming and beautiful Fox Mei'er was about to become a part of the sea of ​​blood.

However, a string of emerald jade beads on his wrist suddenly shone, and endless green light burst out, shaking the heaven and earth. In an instant, it tore apart the falling blood-sea hand, and transformed into a heroic and extremely handsome figure, which forcibly intimidated the blood-stained young man with murderous eyes.

"Brother Ding, calm down. If there is anything wrong with my sister, I apologize to you here."

With a faint smile, the handsome young man stepped out of the green light, slightly cupped his hands, and said to the young man in blood-stained clothes.

"Interesting, I seem to recognize you. You are the most outstanding young patriarch of the Su clan in thousands of years, Su Wuji." Looking at Su Wuji in front of him, the young man in blood-stained clothes raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a mouthful of cold white teeth.

"Thought incarnation? The demon king realm has mastered the sacred method that only the Yuanshen ancestor can use. It seems that the rumors are true. You have already stepped half a foot into the Yuanshen Avenue. Once you survive the Yuanshen catastrophe, you can achieve the position of the demon ancestor!"

"Brother Ding, you are too kind. It is only half a step away. It seems very close, but in fact it is as far away as the distance between heaven and earth.

I see that Brother Ding's aura is elusive, seemingly real and illusory, and I think that his "Blood Nerve" must have reached perfection.

Today, I came here to discuss with Brother Ding. "Su Wuji smiled slightly.

"What to discuss?" asked the young man in blood-stained clothes with raised eyebrows.

"Seize the human race's great fortune and help us ascend to the realm of the primordial spirit!"

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