Seeking the Way of Immortality

"Fellow Daoist Bai, I have heard you mention gods and demons several times. What do you mean by gods? What do you mean by demons?"

"Boss, is that demon from the demon world?" Tianhe asked.

Bai Fu shook his head: "The so-called demon does not simply refer to the demons from the demon world, or in other words, the sacred beasts you understand are a kind of demon."

"What?"

"How can sacred beasts be demons?"

"Anyone who does not obey the management of the fairy world is collectively called a demon." Bai Fu said in a deep voice.

"So that's it." Wu Zheng suddenly realized.

It turns out that the so-called demons in ancient times were those powerful people who dared to resist the rule of the fairy world. No wonder the dead spirits in the mass graves were so eager to leave.

"If fellow Daoist wants to rebel against heaven, it will be beneficial to make friends with these dead spirits without any harm."

It was not until this moment that Wu Zheng understood why the black unicorn let him go. To put it bluntly, they are actually the same kind of existence.

Wu Zheng felt heavy in his heart, shook his head, and said, "Let's go to the next place." After speaking, Wu Zheng took the lead in controlling the escape light and flew to the depths of the prehistoric world. In the forest of ten thousand ghosts, Yin Tianyu and the other two did not encounter a powerful existence like the black unicorn. In addition, the three of them were together almost all the time, and they all comprehended the power of the law, so they were quite smooth along the way and did not encounter any powerful undead spirits. The three of them successively advanced to the emperor realm, and their combat power increased exponentially. If they advanced to the emperor realm in the outside world, it would inevitably cause a huge celestial phenomenon, but in the prehistoric world, they advanced to the emperor realm, and even space vibrations did not cause. As for the so-called thunder tribulation, they did not even see a shadow. Just when the three of them advanced to the emperor realm, they finally attracted several powerful undead spirits. Those undead spirits exuded a violent aura, their eyes were bloodshot, and they seemed to have no consciousness. Just when they met Yin Tianyu and the other two, they rushed forward without hesitation. Even though the three of them had advanced their cultivation and their combat power had increased exponentially, they were still a little overwhelmed. Facing eight ninth-level undead at the same time, the pressure was imaginable.

Fortunately, they were not without help. Ming Wudi summoned the Twelve Zodiac Gods of War who had reached the ninth level, and Xu Lingyue hid in the void and kept shooting cold arrows.

Yin Tianyu drove the bronze chariot, like an ancient god of war, driving the chariot recklessly. It was strange to say that in the outside world, Yin Tianyu's bronze chariot was inconspicuous and had no combat power at all, but when he arrived at the ruins of the battlefield of gods and demons, the power of his chariot increased exponentially.

Not only that, those undead did not dare to confront the bronze chariot head-on, and even had some fearful expressions. Even if they did not have much intelligence, they still had the instinct to seek benefits and avoid harm.

The three people plus the twelve zodiac gods of war fought with the eight undead for a whole incense stick of time before the battle ended.

Another ruins of the battle between gods and demons.

The three people from the demon world were not so lucky.

They were confident in their strength and chose a relatively large battlefield site of gods and demons. As soon as they entered it, they encountered a strong enemy, a unicorn undead of the ninth level, with extremely strong combat power and intelligence. Not only did his combat methods have rules, but his magical powers were also strange and extraordinary.

The battlefield site of gods and demons was his territory, and he had unique innate conditions in it. Dong Qianjun and the other two were hit by the unicorn as soon as they entered the battlefield.

Fortunately, the three of them were from the demon world, and their bodies were already strong and extraordinary. Although they were not as strong as Wu Zheng's eight gates, they were not far behind.

Dong Qianjun used a magic spear, which was surrounded by magic energy, and his spear skills were open and closed. One person and one gun forced the unicorn to turn back and forth.

Although the magic spear was extraordinary, the scales on the unicorn were also extraordinary. When the spear tip collided with the scales, a lot of sparks would often splash, which was terrifying.

Zhao Qingniao used a magic sword, which was simple and heavy. Every time he swung it, it had great power.

Yuan Zheng's weapon was more peculiar. He not only had a huge black drum in his hand, but also a mirror. When the drum sounded, it made people's blood boil.

The three people fought with the unicorn and did not give up. They fought more and more vigorously. The unicorn was really amazing. It fought one against three and still did not lose the upper hand.

The four hooves stepped into the air, shaking the space. The endless Yin wind and magic energy turned into sharp spears and short swords, and shot at Zhao Qingniao and the other two.

As the battle continued, a large number of dead spirits gathered around and killed Zhao Qingniao and the other two with various strange means.

There was a dead spirit whose breath turned into thunder. When it opened its mouth, thousands of Yin thunders fell. Yin thunders did not hurt the flesh, but they were extremely harmful to the soul.

Although the three people from the demon world were strong physically, their spirits were weak, so they were dizzy and shaken by the Yin thunder. The unicorn took the opportunity to throw Zhao Qingniao away with its tail.

Yuan Zheng's drum sounded like a war song, which not only inspired the fighting spirit of his own people, but also shook the enemy's spirit.

It was also because of Yuan Zheng's drum sound that the three people could barely deal with the dead spirit that breathed thunder.

The shouts of killing shook the sky, and Zhao Qingniao and the other two used all their means, and the demonic energy rolled around them. While fighting, they adapted to the atmosphere of the battlefield of gods and demons. They were originally demons, and they had a strong ability to adapt to the breath of Yin wind and demonic energy.

After about an incense stick of time, the three people had adapted to the atmosphere of this place, and their combat power soared again. They had already advanced to the demon ancestor realm, and now after adapting to the atmosphere of this place, their combat power soared.

Dong Qianjun shot one person and went directly to the unicorn dead spirit, and the other dead spirits were handed over to Zhao Qingniao and Yuan Zheng.

A great battle came and went quickly. It was over in just half an hour. All three of them were seriously injured. They had no time to rest. They headed towards the depths of the battlefield ruins of gods and demons again. They kept fighting with the dead along the way, and their fighting power increased unknowingly.

Corpse Land.

The Buddha's light on the bald monk became more and more intense. The whole person seemed to have turned into a cocoon of Buddha's light. The Buddha's light formed a line and densely wrapped his body.

Since entering the corpse land, the bald monk could only keep the Buddha's light within a radius of one mile. Now the Buddha's light has reached a range of a thousand miles. Wherever the Buddha's light passes, the dead are turned into ashes. I don't know if they are reincarnated or become the nourishment of the bald monk's Dharma.

The bald monk did not move from beginning to end, and even the white horse he was sitting on did not move, but even so, he was able to continuously convert the dead souls in the chaotic corpse land. His profound Buddhist teachings were far beyond the reach of ordinary monks.

The only one who dared to enter the site of the battle between gods and demons alone, apart from Wu Zheng, who was not afraid of death, was this unknown bald monk.

Time passed quietly, and half a year passed in the blink of an eye. During this half year, some people advanced their cultivation and their combat power soared, while others died and became the nourishment of the prehistoric world.