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Chapter 367: The great demon in Wuwei realm died tragically. Are you not afraid of the fist of the Grand Master?

The sudden appearance of the soul's form caught everyone off guard, even the Demon King was caught off guard. No one expected such a change.

There were shadows of swords behind the eight elders. They stood high in the air, all with surprised looks on their faces, staring intently.

The blood-colored Dharma image was majestic and powerful, with muscles like a coiled dragon, and a violent aura emanating from his body. He was like a martial arts master who stood tall and upright, with an overwhelming murderous aura and an overwhelming dominance.

The elders had never seen this kind of magic, but they could sense its tremendous power.

And this soul form that made them feel so pressured was actually released by Lu Zhan.

Although they had heard of Lu Zhantian's pride a long time ago, the eight elders still found it incredible when they saw him with their own eyes. This was not the combat power that a mid-stage Creation Realm cultivator should have.

Moreover... the aura emitted by the soul's Dharma image is extremely sinister, even more terrifying than evil spirits, and does not seem like a righteous method.

Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, the bloody Dharmadhatu grabbed the Demon King's tongue and punched him in the throat.

"boom!"

The huge fist tore the space apart, and the wind from the fist caused the surrounding mountains to twist, smashing heavily into the throat of the Demon King.

The Demon King roared wildly, and a river of blood flowed towards everyone like a red ribbon.

This thing is really powerful!

Hei Fengyi cursed loudly and quickly hid behind the great elder's whisk to heal himself.

"Crash-"

The Demon King was caught off guard. He felt his throat being pierced and smelly blood spurting out. Before he could even scream, he was smashed into the water, causing a huge wave of blood.

Today, all the power of the King of Ten Thousand Demons has dissipated, and it can finally see the light of day. However, at the critical moment, it was stopped by this group of people and even suffered serious damage. This is simply a great shame.

For thousands of years, the Demon King has been suppressed in the Blood River by the remaining forces of the Ten Thousand Demon King.

Deep in the blood river, the Demon King's throat was in extreme pain. It tried to recover from its injuries, but found that its pierced throat could not be restored at all!

The bloody and evil energy of the primordial spirit continued to invade the wound, and the severe pain almost drove the Demon King crazy.

The Great Elder saw that the Demon King wanted to break through from their side, but he was not afraid at all and felt that the Demon King was blind.

This boy is pretty cool...

Until hundreds of years ago, when the Princess of Qingqiu absorbed half of the power of the Ten Thousand Demon King, the Demon King wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but was suppressed by the remaining power of the Ten Thousand Demon King.

"Array up!"

The Demon King knew very well that compared to the strange spiritual images, the eight elders were easier to deal with.

"Roar--"

But now, the bloody Dharma image only needed one punch to smash the Demon King into the blood river hundreds of meters underground.

This was the first time Lu Zhan used it, and the strength of the martial arts cultivator's spirit was beyond his expectations.

After the spirit of the Ten Thousand Demon King was polluted, he had countless evil thoughts. Although the Ten Thousand Demon King committed suicide, the evil thoughts did not completely dissipate. The Demon King was the main product of evil thoughts and resentment, so it has a clear mind.

The evil spirit emanating from the Yuanshen Dharma Image made the Demon King feel a little chilly.

Even if it can't kill these old men, it can still break out from here. As long as it leaves this place, it can summon more demons, and then these people will die here!

How not to be shocking?

The Great Elder looked towards Lu Zhan. Amid the rolling river of blood, Lu Zhan was dressed in misty black, with a few drops of blood on his handsome face. His eyes were cold and he looked like a god or an immortal.

The four tentacles were as strange and sensitive as poisonous snakes. Wherever they went, the rocks turned into ashes. If you were touched by the tentacles, you would be pierced through in an instant.

Hei Fengyi's face was filled with shock, and he was immersed in astonishment. Seeing the blood splattering towards him, he had no time to dodge.

"You can't stop me... Kill a few old ones first!"

The seemingly soft blood pierced Hei Fengyi's arm the moment it touched his body.

"Damn..."

The eight elders raised their swords and chanted the spell at the same time. A huge sword formation instantly appeared behind them. The yin and yang energy flowed, and the sword intent rushed straight into the sky, sweeping away the tentacles of the demon king.

The river water roared and boiled, and the four tentacles of the Demon King became extremely hard. The tentacles moved at an incredibly fast speed, leaving several rainbow rays in the sky, and stabbed towards the eight elders.

Lu Zhan snorted softly, and his soul suddenly rose up, fighting against four alone. The strength of these four demons was at the peak of the Creation Realm, so they should not be underestimated and should not be taken lightly.

In a flash, huge waves rolled up in the blood river. The Demon King, who was beaten to the bottom of the river, staggered to his feet and rushed out of the blood river like a Tyrannosaurus Rex, staring at the Yuanshen Dharma Image.

Seeing this situation, the eight elders hurriedly activated the sword formation to block the blood river Chi Lian, but even so, some blood still spilled onto the shore.

"Suppression—"

"..."

The Great Elder paused for a moment to breathe. Just now, the eight of them had fought hard against the Demon King. Although they were not at a disadvantage, they did not have an absolute advantage either.

The Demon King finally gave up his Dharma form temporarily and turned to attack the eight elders.

The Great Elder frowned and scolded: "The evil beast is indeed an evil beast. How could you know that human cultivators become more popular as they get older?"

Hei Fengyi's arm trembled slightly. If he hadn't focused on body training, his arm would have been broken by the shaking.

The eyes of the Demon King were full of hatred and resentment. It stared at the blood-colored statue with a gloomy look, and for a moment it could not tell who was the bad guy and who was the righteous one.

Although there was a sneak attack involved, it was enough to prove how strong the Dharmakaya's body was. It was clearly just a shadow of the Dharmakaya, but it was stronger than a warrior's precious body.

But even so, the Demon King was still full of fighting spirit. His anger ignited him, his resentment continued to surge, and his evil spirit continued to rise!

For a powerful person in the Wuwei realm, he can be reborn even if only one drop of blood is left. Naturally, he will not lose his fighting power because of a single punch.

At the same time, the other four demons came forward to meet their true spirits to buy time for the Demon King.

Lu Zhan had no time to pay attention to other people's gazes. He clasped his hands together and used his spiritual consciousness to control his soul. This soul was the soul number three that had just reached adulthood. It was the soul of the martial arts system.

There are no fancy spells, this is a pure competition of combat skills and body tempering, the hardness of the soul's form is shocking.

How could a beast offend the power of the Immortal Sect?

The Great Elder mobilized the power of heaven and earth, and the sword formation behind him emitted a green light. The sound of swords seemed to emanate between heaven and earth, and the wind and clouds suddenly changed color.

“Ding ding ding—”

The flying sword collided with the tentacles, making a sound of shattering rocks. The eight elders worked together to stop the attack of the Demon King and forced him into the blood river.

"puff--"

The third elder spat out a mouthful of blood. He had consumed a lot of his inner energy when activating the Bowl of Rebirth before, and now he suffered some minor injuries in the fight against the Demon King.

"good chance……"

Lu Zhan didn't want to try multiple operations at this time, but the monster in the Wuwei realm was too powerful, so he had to fight quickly.

Scarlet evil spirit oozes out from Lu Zhan’s fingertips. He bites his fingertips and draws talismans in the air, and a bloody evil spirit spreads from his body.

"This kid... God bless our Black Water Sect!" Hei Fengyi was extremely shocked. He stared at Lu Zhan blankly, and even his breathing became rapid.

Lu Zhan was filled with bloody and evil aura, which was even stronger than the bloody and evil aura of the Demon King.

Who is the demon?

After a brief moment of surprise, Hei Fengyi became extremely excited. Lu Zhan was the leader of his Black Water Sect, and the Black Water Sect was going to become stronger!

"What are you laughing at?" Zhuge Chen frowned and looked at Heifengyi. Everyone was worried about Lu Zhan and others, but Heifengyi was laughing.

Hei Fengyi quickly tightened his mouth and said seriously: "Sorry, I just thought of something happy..."

Zhuge Chen glanced at him coldly, thinking in his heart that he would find an opportunity to teach Hei Fengyi a lesson after leaving here.

Thinking of this, Zhuge Chen looked at Lu Zhan again. The current battle situation was not something he could interfere with, but if Lu Zhan needed him, he would definitely help.

……

"Om-"

As Lu Zhan made his hand gestures, the heaven and earth seemed to tremble slightly, and two red lights burst out from between his eyebrows.

In an instant, an aura of terror spread, and everyone felt their hearts trembling, as if the sky was falling on their heads.

The eight elders looked carefully and saw two blood-colored images appearing behind Lu Zhan again.

A Dharma statue was sitting cross-legged, and the blood light around its body condensed into the shape of a whisk. It was holding the whisk, looking solemn and dignified.

A statue with a gentle aura appeared, and with its appearance, everyone's injured bodies gradually recovered.

Add to that the bloody and coiled flesh of the Dharmadhatu, and the appearance of the three primordial spirits, and the aura emitted by them alone was enough to make people feel suffocated.

The eight elders were extremely shocked. The impact these three Dharma images brought to them was far stronger than that of the Demon King.

"Whoosh..."

When the Demon King sensed the danger coming, he didn't care about anything else. His abdomen suddenly swelled up and sprayed out countless black mist mud.

The black fog and mud covered the sky and tried to submerge the place.

"This beast is really not simple. It can even spit out the South China Sea monster poison..."

The Sixth Elder's pupils suddenly contracted, and he hurriedly activated the Bowl of Rebirth, trying to use the Water of Rebirth to purify the black mist mud.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the demon king fled towards the source of the blood river.

As for the four little demon brothers, the Demon King didn't care about them. At this moment, he just wanted to leave this place quickly.

Since its birth, it has never seen the human world, how could it be willing to die here? The demon king was extremely fast, and its entire body sank into the blood river and swam away.

"We can't let this evil creature get away!"

The Great Elder waved his hand, and the sword at his waist quickly plunged into the blood river, stirring up huge waves.

However, the Blood River was formed from the blood of the Demon King and possessed the power of strange rules. Their magic weapons were powerless in the Blood River and could not stop the Demon King at all.

In addition, they have to fight against four evil spirits and the black fog mud. Otherwise, once they are infected, the poison will be like a thorn in the flesh. Even if they can force it out, it will consume a lot of energy.

It is simply the natural enemy of human cultivators and the biggest support of the South China Sea demon clan!

Seeing that the Demon King was about to disappear from sight, Lu Zhan took a step forward.

"call--"

Suddenly, there was a sound of people sucking in cold air, and the black fog mud that originally covered the sky and the sun quickly condensed into a ball and was sucked into the Yuanshen Storm like a delicacy.

Suddenly clarity returned to the world.

“This…” The Great Elder’s eyes were serious. These black fog muds were originally the poison of the South China Sea monsters, which could corrode the true Qi and spirit of cultivators. Now, they were actually swallowed by Lu Zhan’s Dharma image?

Do you really treat this as a meal?

"Huh?" The fleeing Demon King also noticed something strange, but he had no time to think and just wanted to escape.

Just as the Demon King was about to tear the world apart, a bloody figure suddenly dropped from the sky and intercepted the fleeing Demon King.

It was actually Lu Zhan’s martial arts spirit.

Wu Xiu's soul grabbed the Demon King's neck with one hand, clenched the other hand into a fist, and then hit the Demon King's abdomen hard.

"Ow!"

The Demon King screamed miserably, his entire abdomen was flattened, blood mixed with black mist and mud spurted out, but all of it was sucked into the mouth of the martial artist's soul.

This is the horror of the soul's Dharma image.

The Yuanshen Dharmakāya feeds on the energy of monsters and evil spirits. The South China Sea monster poison that terrifies cultivators is a delicacy in front of the Yuanshen Dharmakāya.

If other cultivators used their souls in this way, I am afraid that their souls would also be contaminated by the black fog mud, thus contaminating the cultivators themselves.

But Lu Zhan's soul form does not have these problems at all.

The only problem was that there was too little black fog mud and it was not enough, so Wu Xiu's soul prepared to have a buffet.

"Damn it...How dare you humiliate me!"