From Leng Palace Princess Gou Cheng Martial Dao Supreme

Chapter 228 Overseas Martial Arts World

Demon world.

In the most prosperous Baigu Town in Kuyun City, in the square under the small building of the inn, two groups of people are confronting each other.

There are only three people in one of them, but each of them is tall and big, with indigo skin and hideous muscles.

The body exudes steaming heat, like a stove walking on the ground.

The temperature in the square was unbearably hot, and around the three of them, the air was distorted and deformed by the hot radiation.

Just relying on the strength of the physical body, it can affect the surrounding environment, which is very frightening.

"This is the Demon Realm. The Four Heavenly Kings haven't fallen into the hands of your Nether Realm yet. With so many demon monks watching around, do you really dare to be so rampant!"

the other side.

There are more than ten people in all kinds of people, and the momentum is quite good.

The one who was approaching was a nine-foot-tall monster, with long hair draped over his shoulders, a majestic figure, and a gloomy face, with a feeling of calm and prestige.

"Hand over the tokens in your hands, and spare your life."

The man standing at the head of the three was over ten feet tall, with his arms hanging down to his knees, and a pair of eyes with faint green light.

There are only three of them.

But in the city of the devil world, he was not afraid, and looked down at the monks in front of him.

"Forgive us not to die?"

The majestic man spoke in a cold voice with a grin on his face.

He is called Geng Bai, and he is the leader of the Zoroastrian Cult in the boundary of Dry Cloud City, and he is considered a big man in this remote place.

Even the city lord Li Yuan had to give him three points.

Before that, by chance, he got a Demon God Blade from a ruin.

This time, I originally planned to take a few brothers from my sect to the Tomb of the Demon God to try my luck.

result.

It never occurred to them that for some unknown reason, the existence of the Demon God's Blade would be discovered by these ghosts.

Nether was determined to snatch it, and then this happened.

It is worth mentioning that.

The few people present are all saints.

However, there are only three people on the Nether side.

And here in Gengbai, there are more than a dozen saint realm demon kings, big and small.

Therefore, although the strong men in the Netherworld had a bad reputation, Geng Bai was not afraid of these guys by virtue of their numbers.

I just feel a little troublesome.

……

In a restaurant not far from Shirakocho Square.

The tea imported from Daxia is fragrant, and the amber tea is slightly rippling.

"I didn't expect to be able to taste the tea from my hometown here..." Ling Xiao was dressed in black, with a bronze mask hanging around his waist, and sat on the second floor by the window.

while drinking tea.

While watching the dispute that happened under the teahouse.

The battle of the realm of saints.

Even if there is a formation in Dry Cloud City to block it, the power it erupts is astonishing.

If you are not careful, the residents of the entire city will face disaster.

The monks in the Demon Realm have always been insane. Although they are not as violent as those in the Nether Realm, they are considered as rare people who are afraid of death.

therefore.

At this moment, in the square under the teahouse, more than a dozen saints gathered to fight.

Instead of being afraid, these people in the teahouse gathered together, pointed and expressed their opinions excitedly.

"Those guys from the Zoroastrian Cult and the scumbags from the Netherworld are fighting head-on! This is going to be a good show..."

"The dealership has been opened, the dealership has been opened, and I have decided to leave. Who do you guys think will win this fight!?"

"It goes without saying that they must be the bastards of the Zoroastrian Cult... Their number is three or four times that of Nether. Three fight one, and this can be counter-killed? Will they fight!"

"I usually don't like the lunatics of the Fire Worship Cult, but now, I also hope that the things in the Demon God's Tomb will not fall into the hands of Nether!"

"..."

The crowd in the teahouse chatted a lot.

Most people think that these three fools in the Netherworld are dead.

Just three people.

Dare to provoke the Zoroastrian Cult... Others don't know, but these people in Kuyun City, who don't know how crazy the Zoroastrian Cult is on weekdays!

It is simply rampant.

Only Ling Xiao, who was sitting near the window sill, shook his head slightly, his gaze became serious.

He originally planned to personally attack the Zoroastrians and snatch the Demon God's Blade so that he could enter the Demon God's Tomb.

Just didn't expect it.

This happened on the way.

The magic eye on the top of his head opened, silently peering at the three people in the Netherworld.

A pinprick-like sense of crisis was felt from several people.

But this feeling did not appear in the group of people of the Zoroastrian Cult... It is true that there are many people and strength.

But sometimes.

The gap in quality cannot be made up by the gap in quantity, especially the rabble like Zoroastrianism.

……

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the entire city was shaking.

Zoroastrians are already crazy.

Now being provoked by You Ming like this, he is even more unscrupulous.

"Fire Palm! Go to hell with me!"

Geng Bai let out a smirk.

The clothes on his upper body were shattered by the bulging muscles. When he slapped the opposite side, a large number of black tendons emerged and quickly covered the body surface, and pieces of bones exploded and crackled, the flesh body swelled rapidly, and the skin also changed. Get a piece of red.

Especially the left arm, which is covered with dense markings, forming a magma-like armor, and the scorching temperature distorts the surrounding air violently.

And the Nether on the opposite side.

With a mocking face on his face, he did not dodge or evade, and even took the initiative to take a step forward, unexpectedly using his own chest to take this powerful blow hard.

"I'm afraid that Nether was scared stupid!"

"It's the fire palm of the Fire Worship Cult, but ordinary martial arts has been practiced to such an amazing level by this Geng Bai, he is worthy of being the leader of the Fire Worship Cult!"

"This Blazing Palm seems ordinary, but all the power is condensed into one, and the power that erupts in an instant is extremely amazing. The few people in the Netherworld are too big."

The atmosphere in the teahouse is slowly relaxing.

Only Ling Xiao frowned slightly, his eyes full of seriousness... The situation is a bit troublesome now.

You Ming's strong arm came back, and his fingers interlocked, holding Geng Bai's palm.

"laugh!"

You Ming's arm is indigo blue, thick enough to be as thick as an ordinary person's thigh, and it is slowly melting at this moment.

Raging Fire Palm is a martial art in the mortal world, even warriors at the level of qi refining can practice it, but the power of the same move is completely different when used by different people.

The smile on Geng Bai's face became more ferocious, and the blood vessels in the fascia on his neck were pitch black.

But the next moment, the smile on his face froze.

"remember!"

The giant lowered its head and pressed it against Geng Bai's ear, with cruel eyes.

"The person who killed you was Shang Yan from the Nether World!"

"Crack!"

The arm that had already been mostly melted instantly healed, and Shang Yan suddenly exploded, accompanied by a crisp sound, and one of his arms was instantly dislocated.

"call!"

The sharp wind blew past.

Before Geng Bai could react, he felt his gaze rising rapidly.

A huge force erupted, the air was squeezed and deformed, and a white ultra-high pressure airflow was formed in an instant.

The big palm-like hand fell, and Geng Bai's good head flew out, accompanied by a fountain of blood.

"Pfft!"

When Geng Bai's body fell to the ground.

Only then did the people around react.

"The saint of Zoroastrianism died so easily?"

"The difference in strength between the two is obviously not too big..."

People in the teahouse were discussing with horror, Dry Cloud City is a small place, and now because of the opening of the Tomb of the Demon God, it suddenly attracted many monsters and ghosts.

This is also the first time for many people to truly see the power of Nether.

"kill!"

Shang Yan let out a roar, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was split into a hideous and terrifying one.

After receiving the order, the three of them shot at the same time. Even if some Zoroastrians had the guts to throw them the token to open the tomb, these people refused to let go.

They are true lunatics, killing, purely for the enjoyment.

Sitting by the window, Ling Xiao saw the Demon God's Blade being picked up by one of You Ming, his eyes were bloodshot.

Afterwards, his figure was entangled by the devil energy, and he quickly disappeared from the teahouse.

……

the same day.

night.

Outside Kuyun City, three tall figures were swiftly darting towards the distant mountains shrouded in mist.

"This time the luck is really good!"

"Yeah... I didn't expect to complete the task so easily. These guys in the Demon Realm are really stupid, and those human monks in the Yuan Realm are more difficult to deal with."

"I heard that those despicable human races set a trap in the ruins and killed a general of my Netherworld."

"Sooner or later, those human races will have to pay the price... I heard that the two generals who came to the Demon Realm this time are Ice Demon and Cang Yan. This is a good show."

On the way, the few people chatted a lot, looking extremely comfortable.

At this moment, among the three, Shang Yan, who was walking in the front, stopped suddenly.

The eyes are dignified.

There is no sun in the Demon Realm, but there is a strange blood moon in the sky, emitting light.

So even at night, the environment is not too dark. The few people present are experts, and they soon noticed the abnormality.

straight ahead of the road.

The mist was dense, and a figure gradually walked out of it.

Almost half the height of Shang Yan, he was covered in a hood and wore a bronze grimace mask on his face.

There was no weapon in his hand, and his body was coated with a faint layer of blood by the moon. A terrifying oppressive force emanated from his not-so-tall body.

"Here comes another guy who wants to die!"

Shang Yan's tone was very relaxed, but the muscles on his body were as tense as a bowstring, and might erupt at any moment.

Shang Jun was the tallest among the three, with indigo skin and sharp teeth like a shark.

You Ming, holding a sword on the left, is called the enemies. Although he is dressed in gray clothes as a swordsman, he is still more than two meters tall. The skin of his arms is as black as iron, and thick tendons like tree roots are outlined on them.

The rocky giant on the right is named Bashi. His skin is as pale as lime, his muscles are protruding like explosions, and his lower abdomen is protruding, like a woman who is three months pregnant.

The three were like enemies.

"kill!"

Ling Xiao flickered, and instantly appeared in front of Shang Jun.

"hiss…"

The demonic energy sealed on his body was instantly released, flying out from every corner of his body like a mad dragon, and finally gathered on his left hand.

Hold your left hand forward.

"boom!"

Caught off guard, Shang Yan flew upside down, and Ling Xiao pinched his washbasin-sized head in his hands.

A heavy fall down!
"Crack!"

There was a creepy bone cracking sound, the ground trembled, earth and rocks splashed, and dense cracks spread rapidly.

Even You Ming's powerful body couldn't bear such a huge force.

Half of Shang Yan's head was directly smashed into rotten flesh, and the blood was gurgling, accompanied by the gray-white brain.

He was not surprised but delighted!
Holding Ling Xiao's wrist tightly with both hands, the other two raised their fists and drew their swords and stabbed towards Ling Xiao's vitals.

"madness!"

"boom!!!"

The demonic energy exploded, and a gray column of smoke rose from Ling Xiao's back, spreading in all directions like waves.

With the strong wind whistling in his ears, Ling Xiao turned into a monster over three meters tall in just a blink of an eye, slightly bigger than Shang Yan.

"This power!"

"How could there be so many!!"

Zhu Qiu and Ba Shi were blown away by the vast river and sea-like devilish energy.

The flesh, bones, and internal organs of Shang Yan's body also festered rapidly under the corrosion of the devil's energy.

It is true that Netherworld can devour magic energy.

However, the devilish energy in Ling Xiao's body was inherited from Jiang Zirou's Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa, and its quality was the purest. Even if Shang Yan could swallow it, it would take a lot of time to slowly wear it away.

And this magic energy is not only good in quality, but also in quantity.

So under the burst of power, one was caught off guard, and the most powerful among the three, Shang Yan, was almost instantly killed.

at this time.

Zhu Qiu and Ba Shi finally arrived, and without a word, they attacked Ling Xiao again.

"Push!"

The scale armor was pierced by the sharp long sword, and the head was slightly distorted.

But Ling Xiao didn't realize it. Under the state of releasing the demon energy, Ling Xiao's vitality was not much different from that of Netherworld.

He stretched both arms together, holding their heads respectively.

Suddenly close to the middle.

"boom!!"

The viscous blood spring splashed more than ten meters high.

The magic energy poured into the body like a tide, and the bodies of the two slowly disintegrated, just like Shang Yan before.

"Ding dong!"

A slender and delicate iron sword fell to the ground.

Ling Xiao picked it up and left quickly.

……

In the Great Xia Palace.

To Jiang Zirou's surprise, a few days ago, a Taoist priest who claimed to be an Overseas Heavenly Dao Sect came to his door.

Apologize at the door.

It is said that Taoist Jinlian violated the rules of the sect and acted privately.

The other party was very polite, and his attitude was quite sincere, but Jiang Zirou was no longer a three-year-old child, so he could just listen to what he said and not take it seriously.

Without the permission of the high level of Tiandaozong, Taoist Jinlian would never dare to violate the sect rules to do these things alone.

That is to say, Jinlian failed in this mission, and was regarded as an abandoned son by Tiandaozong.

On the contrary, these things sent by Tiandaozong, some of the books in them are related to luck, and they are quite valuable.

"Well, it's recorded in this book that the more talents the better, there may be conflicts between different talents, which will lead to some unpredictable negative results."

This is not incomprehensible... If you compare talent to a girlfriend.

If there are too many girlfriends, it is easy to overturn the car, and it is easy to repair the field, but if there is no girlfriend, it is too miserable...

Jiang Zirou has many talents, but there is no such thing as Nangong Xiaobai.

Of course... if it is Neptune, you can still let your girlfriend, no, let the talents live in harmony...

Jiang Zirou thought about it.

Am I really Aquaman?
From her previous life to this life, she has never had a girlfriend in more than 30 years.

It's too miserable to be true, and it certainly can't be regarded as Aquaman.

　Ask for a recommendation ticket

　　


(End of this chapter)