Infinite Brilliant Scroll

The true talisman of the underworld is not a means of relying on severe pain to make the opponent surrender.

Huangquan, Huangquan, as the name suggests, this talisman, the real effect is to make the thinking consciousness of the recruiter split into two strands, as if being sent to the underworld for reincarnation, and put them into two different illusions of life .

When the second spell is cast, the thinking consciousness of the recruiter will be divided into four strands from two strands, and after the third spell is cast, it will be divided into eight strands.

The number of thoughts running at the same time doubles continuously, and the number of illusions in life also doubles accordingly.

When this effect is superimposed to No. 13 times, the number of illusions has increased to more than 8000.

With the strength of Anfeiyu, there is no way to maintain the highest degree of realism in these more than 8000 illusions, so when the number reaches this level, the details of many illusions become somewhat blurred.

But the Wuxiang King's remnant soul thoughts have been differentiated to such a degree, and he has no way to notice those details at all. He can only notice more definite things, that is——

failure!

In every illusion of life, the consciousness differentiated by the Wuxiang King is constantly experiencing failures.

Failure in study, failure in making friends, failure in martial arts, failure in love, no matter what industry you enter or what kind of people you meet, there will be all kinds of failures, waiting for him to taste.

Under the superimposition of the effects of the thirteen true talismans of the underworld, every time he procrastinates for a while, he will experience more than 8000 failures. Even if he can vaguely know that those are just illusions, he really can't bear it.

Seeing that he had succumbed so quickly, Baitong was extremely surprised, and quietly asked Anfeiyu through voice transmission: "We have tried everything we can to get him, but what is the effect of your Amulet of the Underworld? It is so fierce?"

Anfeiyu replied through voice transmission: "It's also thanks to the fact that he only has a remnant soul left. It's easier for me to attack. As for the effect, you can imagine that you can play more than 8000 games at the same time, and fail every level of each game. The feeling of being forced to keep playing."

After thinking about it for a while, Bai Tong blurted out: "Damn it! So poisonous?!"

"you flatter me."

An Feiyu chuckled, suspended the effectiveness of the thirteen talismans, and said to the golden fist, "I don't want you to tell the secrets you know slowly, I just want you to let go of the defense of your mind, and give up the thought of dying and breaking the net." , Let my thoughts penetrate into your remnant soul, what I want to know, ask with my thoughts, your soul will have its own feedback, and it can also prevent you from lying."

"You don't even want to commit suicide. It's very difficult to search for your soul while protecting your remnant soul, but it's not difficult for me to stop you from committing suicide and throw you back into the true talisman of the underworld."

In the golden fist, the wisp of devilish energy was silent for a while.

"In my hundreds of years of life, I have seen a lot. I boast that even the torture and pain like the so-called eighteen hells in Buddhism can't make me afraid. I really didn't expect that there are such people in the world. means of torture."

Only the remnant soul is left of the Wuxiang King, and when he uttered these words, people can still clearly feel the violent gnashing of teeth.

"Okay, okay, okay, I have done a lot of things in my life to collect strange treasures, kill people, set fires, torture and interrogate, but compared with you, I really pale in comparison."

"You are the real old devils. It is not wrong to fall into your hands!"

He was full of resentment, and when he said this, Zijin's devilish energy relaxed a little, and he completely gave up resistance.

Anfeiyu separated a string of ghost thoughts, flew into it, asked questions, and extracted unfavorable answers from the reaction of the remnant soul of the Wuxiang King.

After a while, An Feiyu whispered: "He really knows a secret of Zao Wou-ki."

Gu Lanxiang and Cupronickel said: "What?"

"Collect corpses and create evil gods."

Anfeiyu said with a slightly solemn face, "Zhao Wou-ki collected the corpses of many demon envoys and used them as sacrifices to an evil god named 'Black Rakshasa'."

"Many envoys from the Demon Realm know that Zhao Wuji has created some evil sects in the past few hundred years, but even Zhao Wuji's most trusted confidantes only think that it is a means to deceive people, and they don't know That evil god actually exists."

"An evil god who likes human blood sacrifices, but loves to eat the corpses of demon envoys!"

………………

"The evil god Black Rakshasa?"

In Zhao Wuji's manor, Zhang Xiezong asked softly.

"Didn't you say that the master of the Demon Realm is the target? Why did another black Rakshasa pop up? What is the origin of this evil god?"

Zhao Wuji smiled and said: "Although the Black Rakshasa is not as powerful as the Lord of the Demon Realm, but there are some extraordinary things about its origin, please let me explain in detail."

It turns out that during the Song and Yuan Dynasties, most of the world's magic soldiers were destroyed, but the reasons for the damage were also different.

Some were overwhelmed in the battles of peerless masters and were broken abruptly, and some of the magic soldiers lost their spirits and fell silent.

Among the many magical weapons, there is a glazed saber, which has a twists and turns. It was originally a magic sword in ancient times. Later, it was burned by the Buddha's demonic nature and turned into a Dharma protector, so it got the name of the saber.

During the Song and Yuan Dynasties, due to the chaotic wars in the world, the demon spirit was rampant, and the envoys of the demon domain continued to create chaos. After repeated bloody battles, this Jie knife was also awakened. The demon spirit was born in the knife, and he called himself "Black Rakshasa".

He has extraordinary strength, enjoys blood sacrifices, and plunders souls. From the Central Plains to the Seven Rivers Basin of Lake Balks, he has left his footprints. The people of all countries are increasingly afraid of him. People have suffered a lot from him.

Later, Wang Chongyang wanted to forge the heaven and earth Taoism, and collected the remains of many divine soldiers. The demon envoys got the news and set up many real and fake traps to ambush.

When Hei Luocha heard about this, he wanted to fight between snipe and clam, and the fisherman would benefit, so he rushed back to the Central Plains from the Seven Rivers Basin, only to bump into Monk Daoji.

After a protracted battle, Daoji separated the blade of the Liuli Demon Saber from the spirit body of the Black Rakshasa, and sent the blade to Wang Chongyang, while the spirit body was suppressed by Daoji himself in the Guoqing Temple.

Although the Liuli Jie Dao has become demonic, after all, it has been a Buddhist soldier for a long time, and it contains the mystery of some of the highest sects of Buddhism. Careful study.

But Black Rakshasa is also really tenacious, Daoji has been reincarnated, he has not been completely wiped out, he continues to be sealed in the sculpture, and is washed by incense and Buddha's music day and night.

Until the sculpture fell into Zao Wou-ki's hands, Zao Wou-ki saw the secret and talked about a cooperation.

"Hahahaha!"

Zhang Xiezong laughed, "It turns out that he is also your ally, and he has been an ally for almost 200 years."

Zhao Wou-ki sighed deeply: "Unfortunately, this ally is really short-sighted, not a material that can plan big things with me."

"I sent him to a place. I originally agreed that I would provide him with a blood sacrifice to help him regain his vitality. He also wanted to do things for me, give me some feedback, and help me train my subordinates. But over the years, he returned What was given to me became more and more perfunctory."

"Especially in the past 40 years or so, I sent some people I liked to that place and asked him to help me cultivate them. In the end, he told me that those people were all trash, and they couldn't survive a few trials, so he was justified. , None of them were returned to me."

Zhang Xiezong immediately shared his hatred with the enemy: "Tsk tsk tsk, if you fail to achieve great things, you will engage in internal strife. If you are greedy for such a small profit, you can't see the long-term future. It is really not a good ally."

Liu Zhang nodded and said with a smile: "It seems that Brother Wuji also intentionally let our new alliance eliminate that incompetent ally."

"exactly."

Zhao Wuji clapped his palms and said, "I have gone to other places to grab some suitable sacrifices these days, and I have prepared them. I can lure him to show up later. At that time, please join me in entering his place." place."

Seeing that Zhang Xiezong and Liu Zhang had agreed, he ordered his subordinates to bring the sacrifices.

Soon, several trucks drove to the gate, and hundreds of people with limp hands and feet were dragged off the trucks by Zhao Wuji's men and sent to the manor.

These hundreds of people, both men and women, got excited when they saw Zhao Wou-ki, shouting different languages.

"Lord Wuji."

There was a man in a suit, whose hands and feet were trembling, but he was able to kneel down and apologize very skillfully, and shouted at Zao Wou-ki in Japanese, "Master Wuji, we are all the messengers of the Lord, we are still compatriots, It was really a huge mistake not to come to seek refuge with Lord Wuji before."

"Please, Master Wuji, punish me severely. Tonight, I will merge all my forces into the society of Master Wuji."

Zhao Wuji acted as if he didn't hear the cleverness of the man in the suit.

He was smiling and said to Liu and Zhang, "Originally, I only sacrificed the corpses of some demon envoys. The activities in various places are also useful to me, and it took a little time to find out these particularly useless ones.”

Although as Moku Jueyu is getting closer and closer to the earth, the standard of being regarded by Jueyu Moqi is much lower than before, but these people can still be regarded as one in a million treacherous and vicious people, and they have all been banned by Zao Wou-ki. Hold on to your skill, you've got it here, and you haven't become decadent yet.

Some were begging, some were cursing, and some were trying to find ways to break through the confinement of innate zhenqi, so that the devil qi in their bodies could wrap their consciousness and escape.

But it was all in vain, as Zhao Wuji waved his hand, silently recited a mantra, and made a seal, a dark vortex suddenly appeared in the wind, covering the sky above the courtyard.

The color of the vortex became darker and darker. At the beginning, it was more like a whirlwind of clouds and mist, but it soon became so deep that it gave people a psychedelic feeling.

It seems that this vortex emitting dark light does not exist in reality, but manifests here from a corner outside the world, and is attracted by the fragrance of people's souls and blood.

Huh—hiss—

The sound of violent breathing came from the vortex, like a giant, staring at the delicious food on the plate, salivating, and the breathing became heavier and heavier.

hiss--

The man in the suit who was still apologizing and begging for mercy was the first to be sucked away, submerged into the vortex, and disappeared.

There was no chewing sound, no screaming, everything was so quiet and shocking.

The sound of breathing suddenly became heavier.

Two long dark airflows hang down from the vortex, and when people on the ground touch these two airflows, they are sucked into the air.

Behind the vortex, it is indeed not the scenery of the earth, but a dark land.

There are piles of rocks everywhere on the ground, and there is no grass growing.

The black Rakshasa with the body of a bull head, still wearing a primitive armor, was sitting on a rough stone chair made by hollowing out a small hill, holding a dark vortex with his hands like holding a basin, and breathing hard.

In the vortex, one figure after another flew out, not flying towards his mouth, but flying towards his nostrils along the gray air current.

The closer they got to his nostrils, the drier those figures became, until they turned into specks of dust and were sucked into his nostrils.

After taking this long breath, Black Rakshasa ate happily and laughed loudly, his voice was like thunder, the ground shook endlessly, and pieces of gray-white stones bounced from the ground.

Zhao Wuji's voice came out clearly from the vortex: "Is this meal still satisfactory?"

"Not bad."

Hei Luosha rubbed his stomach with one hand, "Why did you send so much this time? If there is anything else you need my help with, okay, this time you send another group of people over, I must eat less... Si Liu, I mean cultivate them well so that they can go back and help you."

Zhao Wuji's voice was full of smiles: "There is no rush for this matter, I still have two big dishes here, you can eat them together."

"so good?"

Hei Luosha wiped his saliva, and took another breath.

The two dark air currents, sure enough, attracted two figures, leading to the nostrils.

As soon as Zhang Xiezong flew out of the vortex, his face changed: "Why is this guy eating with his nostrils? Forget it, he won't be able to play Monkey King's tricks."

He was about to make a move when suddenly his whole body tightened, and he was already pinched in the palm of Hei Luosha.

The dark vortex collapsed on the spot, as quickly as a bubble was punctured.

With a bang, the passage leading to the earth disappeared on the spot.

"Hahahaha!"

Hei Luosha grabbed one in each hand, left the hill with his buttocks, stood up, and laughed loudly, "You want to plot against me, you little people, don't you know that I am much worse than you?"

"Death to me!"

He used the colored glaze Qijue magic skill, and a dark golden glazed magic fire burst out from his hands, which was about to burn Zhang Xiezong and Liu Zhang to ashes.

A calm voice came from the magic fire in his left hand.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven... Excalibur Yulei!"

The Nine Heavens Xuansha turned into a divine thunder.Brilliant Tianwei, lead it with the sword!

In the world of "Zhu Xian", there are only a few people who have mastered the Qingyun sect's unique knowledge, but at this moment, there is no magic sword to cooperate, and there is no formula to guide.

Only during the operation of Liu Zhang's mana, seven rounds were triggered in a row.

In the gray sky, seven whirlpools roared, black clouds flowed like streams, thunder and lightning flashed, and seven flaky lightning bolts stabbed down like a giant sword with a slightly bent shape.

Black Rakshasa's spiritual body seemed to be real, tall enough to use the hills as a seat, but under the sting of the seven sword lights, his huge left arm was cut off on the spot like a dirty radish. Became piece by piece.

Liu Zhang floated out of trouble, but then frowned, and saw that Hei Luosha's left arm, which had been severed just now, had turned into a black halo and reconnected, and the entire left arm had recovered before it fell to the ground.

All spiritual bodies should have been overcome by the thunder to some extent.

The spirit body of this Black Rakshasa was uncharacteristically, unexpectedly so tenacious, it was hit by seven lightning bolts in a row, only the sleeve and wrist guard on the surface of the left arm were missing, obviously it was not a serious injury.

No wonder Ji Dian failed to wipe out this evil god in his lifetime.

In the manor, the vortex had obviously disappeared, but Zhao Wou-ki looked at the sky, as if he could still see the scene of the Black Raksha fighting.

"What a powerful spell."

After casually praising, Zhao Wuji's gaze turned to Hei Luocha's right hand.

A low-pitched laugh was coming from the magic fire in the right hand.

"Hmph, just now, who did you say was a little man?"

The glazed magic fire exploded, and Zhang Xiezong's figure suddenly swelled.

hold head high! ! ! ! !
The colored glaze demon fire disintegrated like a firefly, appearing completely insignificant in front of the bigger shadow.

That figure has already surpassed the height of Hei Luosha.

Like a giant lizard, it is a black dragon with wings on its back and hideous horns and eyes.

With a howl, he bit off Hei Luosha's head.

The headless black Rakshasa let out a roar from his chest, and swung his arms like palm knives, displaying a series of glazed knives, the huge dark golden knives, almost illuminating the world, fighting with the dragon .

The violent wind blew, the ground trembled, the giant shadow flew into the air, and a dragon claw pressed down in the air.

Mowushengong, Dragon Slayer Magic, Heavenly Demon Shock, Shock, Shock, Shock, Shock, Shock!

Amidst the continuous loud noise, Black Rakshasa endured several shocks, and was finally pushed down by this claw. Several large cracks were smashed into the ground, and the swelling dust covered a radius of more than ten miles.

The battle between the giant dragon and the evil spirits lasted no more than three rounds.

Zhao Wuji's eyes froze, he disappeared through the sky, appeared in the territory of the Black Rakshasa, waved away the smoke and dust, and said with a smile: "The two elder brothers are really powerful, but this Black Rakshasa still has to leave half of his body, I have Useful."

In the smoke and dust, the black dragon raised its head, chewing an arm in its mouth to enlarge half of its torso, swallowing it and gradually shrinking, turning into the figure of Zhang Xiezong.

"So it's still useful, my brother didn't say it earlier, I almost ate it."

Zhang Xiezong was all smiles, and stepped on the remnant body of Hei Luosha.

Hei Luosha's two thick legs were still kicking hard, trying to break free.

"Actually, my brother wants to see our strength. It's okay to cooperate without looking at anything. It looks like a fake. Well, the taste is not bad."

Zhao Wuji smiled knowingly, and also showed his hand, a pure white hexagram formed by the innate qi of heaven and earth, pressed on the black Rakshasa's remnant body, and the whole remnant body froze immediately, unable to move.

He only heard him say: "If brother Xiezong likes it, it doesn't matter if he swallows a few more mouthfuls. As long as he doesn't finish eating him, the value of this gift will not change."

Liu Zhang said: "What is the use of it?"

"Recently, the current situation has changed. In order not to give some people too much time to prepare, I am going to give this spirit of the glazed magic knife to the master of the demon realm who has been troubled by the heaven, earth and Taoism."

Zhao Wuji said frankly, "With this generous gift, the ruler of the Demon Realm can come at least ten days earlier."