The good and the bad, the beautiful and the ugly, are all of us.

They are all living, bloody worlds.

Chapter 172: Slaying Demons

The troll god was in a trance for a moment, and the golden Buddha roared again.

The golden body of the Buddha was ignited by the fire of the Great Brightness. He stepped on the ground with his right foot, bounced like a stone bullet, and slammed into the troll god. The fire of Daming fell on the armor, and even the former Yellow Emperor and now the troll god felt an unbearable pain. He roared, shook off the ants besieging his left shoulder, and drew a giant sword from his back.

At the moment when the axe was pulled out, the bell of heaven and earth rang.

The sound of the bell came from Tianchi Mountain.

Time for a stick of incense.

On the Tianchi Mountain, Lao Tiangong shouted loudly and hit the ground with a blood axe.

The axe fell with thunder.

Eighty-one blast furnaces spewed out a dazzling red gold flame at the same time. Like a golden chrysanthemum in full bloom, rolling backwards towards Tianchi Mountain. In the bright hall, a group of comet-like flames rose, straight to the sky.

That is, at the moment when the fire rose, Zuo Yuesheng, who no longer needed to sit in the city, suddenly opened his eyes, held the Mo saber, and rushed out of the city.

The light activated by the star table illuminates the wilderness outside Meicheng.

Illuminate this moment that should be left in the history books:

The golden Buddha’s cross-arm is in front of his chest, and his body is burning with a bright flame; the young Taoist holds an astrolabe, bends his knees and stretches his arms, hovering in the air, his fingertips draw a blood line; , There is a burly figure dragging a man-high Mo Knife, twisting and slashing.

Buddhists, do not cross monks.

Ghost Valley, half operator.

Shanhai Pavilion, Zuo Yuesheng.

The youths of the past, who took over the burdens of their fathers tonight, are going to accomplish a great cause that was more difficult and impossible than that of their fathers back then——

Kill the devil!

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Lu Jing will always remember that feeling of powerlessness twelve years ago.

During the Candle Southern Tribulation, he could only run wildly on the city wall, and could only throw the ropes again and again. Even if a demon climbed up, he could not kill them to save the sea people who were being eaten. When the night was dark, he could only follow the monk Budu and the half-counter, fly by boat, do some gongs and drums, and gather the crowd to make noise.

He thought he had worked hard.

But when the thousand-mile formation starts, the killing formation fills the air, and the sun and moon are blocked, the monk Budu can turn into a Buddha and lead the monks of the Buddhist sect to block the gods, but what about him? He could only be like a child, with red eyes, standing in a protected place.

Watching the friends who drank together, climbed the wood together, and made mischief together, walked down Yunzhong City calmly, and became a god who inspires the world. Watching many, many people, good and bad, known and unknown, fall down in pieces in front of me... It's such an uncomfortable feeling.

It was uncomfortable, Lu Jing never wanted to experience the third time in his life.

Rather than stand in a safe place and watch others die in front of him, he would rather be one step ahead and die before everyone else.

It's not about bravery, it's not about sacrifice.

It's just that he feels that he can't bear that kind of... that kind of guilt. That kind of guilt that when people are quiet in the middle of the night, they wake up suddenly, there are bloody corpses in front of them, and they can't do anything. Since he didn't want to be the one who was left behind, he could only despicably be the one who left people behind.

——At least that's what he thought when he pushed Lou Jiang away.

"Lu Shiyi!"

Lou Jiang's furious roar came from behind.

Lu Jing couldn't move under the almost unrivaled power of the former Emperor Xuan's all-out blow. Both arms exploded, blood splashed, and each of the hands where the bones could be seen held a splendid peacock feather.

There are not many people left behind in Crane City.

In other words, Crane City was originally a bait they set up for the Imperial Beast Sect and for the Great Wilderness.

The purpose is to prevent Dahuang from concentrating his efforts and destroying the launch of the Meicheng Star Catalog.

The gap between immortals and gods is too big, and there are two former five-party gods who have entered the great wasteland. If they gather together to attack a city, then the city will be destroyed.

The two most critical places in Xizhou Dragon Cave: Meicheng and Crane City.

Although Dahuang didn't know how the gods wanted to restart the "Zhou Bi Dingtian" ten thousand years ago, and further completely end the dispute between the human world and the netherworld, he could guess that these two cities would be extremely important in the plan of Qiu Bodeng. key part. Huangdi and Xuandi who entered the desert, even if they knew that there was a fraud, they could only choose one of them to destroy.

Once the emperor is divided into two ends, with the presence of the real Buddha, the monk Budu, with the full help of Guigu, and the efforts of Xuanwu and Tiangongfu, the demon slayer is like a giant python swallowing an elephant, but it may not be without first-line success. Chance.

In contrast, the strength of Crane City is very limited.

A green sword Lou Jiang, a poison repair Lu Jing.

To create the illusion of going hand in hand, it all depends on the cocoon in the center of the city, which is motionless from beginning to end. Lu Jing doesn't know if Qiu Bodeng sent Ye Cang to Hecheng for the purpose of being here, and he doesn't know if it's the truth. Just as he and Lou Jiang had guessed these days.

He only knew that if his two peacock feathers were launched, even the devil would be injured!

"Even if I'm an ant, I have to give you a bite of meat today" Lu Jing twisted his face and roared under the pitch-black sword that smashed into the sky. Draw two unparalleled beautiful arcs, and then suddenly explode, "Go to hell!"

Indigo, deep blue, golden...

The light of splendor is like a peacock spreading its tail.

The troll god roared in pain, and the armor with the embossed beasts was immediately burned out with big holes.

A smug, cheerful smile appeared on Lu Jing's face.

Who said poison is a trail? Who says hidden weapons are tricks?