Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 384
In the urban area built in the style of modern Europe.

A total of more than 30 envoys from the Demon Realm, who had formed an alliance with the Black Dragon Commander earlier and were just assigned to him, all gathered in front of the cathedral with the most beautiful scenery and the most open terrain in this urban area.

There are large patches of lawn, green grass, and the roads between the grasslands extend in all directions. The gray-black roads turn everywhere, without edges and corners at all, and they are all beautiful and full arcs.

In the center of the grassland is a fountain pool covering an area of ​​about [-] square meters. In the middle of the pool, there is a statue of an angel nearly three meters high.

"Why did you call us together so hastily? Some of the weapons I've carefully crafted over the years, and some of the medicines I invested in research and development, didn't have time to bring them with me."

"Weapons are nothing more than weapons. With our strength, which one is not a powerful fighter who can destroy armor alloys with bare hands? Ordinary weapons are not very useful to us. However, those men we have trained and some collaborators hired with a lot of money are all powerful fighters. They are very useful people, is there really no way to call them here?"

"Come here, we are just soldiers, but if we stay on the earth, we are all outstanding entrepreneurs and politicians, so we can provide greater help to the master."

Although the average age of these demon envoys is the youngest among all the demon envoys, 90.00% of them were newly selected in the past 40 years.

But when they were on the earth, each of them had their own power, and they had already risen from the need to take the lead in hard work, to the stage of hiding behind the scenes to enjoy and plan strategies.

Originally, the news they received was just to launch their own forces on the earth, create some troubles, and prepare for the arrival of the Demon Realm.

At that time, in their view, if the Demon Realm successfully descended, they would all be heroes, and they would obviously be able to obtain greater power and benefits than before.

If the Demon Realm doesn't succeed, it doesn't matter. They can still live a pampered life of more than [-] people. After all, their power is basically still there, and the local officials have long been forced to acquiesce in their existence.

They played too much wishful thinking, and obviously forgot that everything has a price. They were chosen by the master of the Demon Realm, and they had a second life. They had many conveniences in the process of rising, and they were able to stay young forever.

With so many benefits, how could it be possible for them to repay them by just paddling the water casually.

It's not that it is not reported, the time has not come.

Now, with a single thought, the ruler of the Demon Realm abruptly summoned them all here, breaking away from the forces they had painstakingly managed, and forced them to participate in the battle in person.

Under the huge psychological gap, although these guys would not directly yell and make any stupid and useless protests, it also made them look bad and feel a little restless all the time.

Some people stood in front of the church door, talking round and round, hoping that the supernatural master might change his mind and let them go back temporarily, or at least transfer them to more "useful" positions.

In addition, some people did not say a word, did not participate in the discussion, but just walked around the fountain pool.

Suddenly, there was an abnormal tremor on the ground.

On the other side of the city of the Republic of China, the white sword light and the thick purple air are intertwined, constantly colliding and flickering, and straight into the sky.

Immediately afterwards, farther away, it seemed to be on the side of the city in the style of the Song Dynasty. A magnificent pattern opened in the sky, and dark thunder erupted from it, bombarding down like a huge black column of air, falling into the city .

The sound of thunder shook, and after such a distance, it also made people feel inexplicably flustered. For a while, it seemed that they couldn't hear anything except the roar of thunder.

The demon envoys in front of the church didn't even notice the dreamy brilliance of the dream relic, nor could they notice that outside the church, the figures of those pedestrians had all disappeared, and the streets became empty.

Under the sound of thunder, Hong Dong quietly came outside the church.

The Fentian True Pill that had just been taken mixed with spirits had already begun to dissipate its potency. It was a kind of pill that overdraws one's life potential in exchange for a surge in skill in a short period of time.

Although the potency of the medicine had only melted a small part, Hong Dong already felt that his whole body was boiling with energy and blood, his face was flushed red, and he had the urge to yell and scream.

But he didn't make any sound.

The demon envoy standing at the outermost edge was looking at the direction of Xuantian Destruction God Thunder, his brows were tightly frowned, and his blue eyes were full of anxiety and mania.

A palm suddenly pressed against his chest, which made him feel hot. Before he could react, that hand had penetrated his entire torso, entering from his chest and sticking out from his back.

The flesh, heart, and bones within the range of the palm print were all evaporated by the force of this palm, leaving a large hole where the wound was scorched black and blood could not seep out in time.

The demon envoy with bald head, short beard and blue eyes looked down in astonishment, the person who slapped him was no longer in front of him.

Hong Dong's figure spun around like a wandering dragon, shifting its shape and position. In an instant, it flashed in front of seven or eight envoys from the Demon Realm nearby.

When his palm pierced through the chest of the ninth demon envoy, a ray of fire shot up from the wounds on the chests of the eight corpses standing irregularly behind them, and immediately spread to the whole body.

The blood-colored flames that were condensed and pushed by Jianglong's palm were burning fiercely, and in the blink of an eye, the eight corpses were burned into skeletons.

Originally, each of them had a wisp of exorbitant demonic energy in their bodies, which could wrap their consciousness and fly away at the critical moment of life and death, and look for another opportunity to seize their homes, but under the blood-colored flames, that wisp of purple-golden demonic energy was also burned and consumed , became a lot thinner, barely enveloping their consciousness, and after flying into the air, it completely weakened and collapsed.

Eight screams in succession spread from mid-air when the devilish energy dissipated.

Only then did the other demon envoys wake up.

"Who?!" "What's going on?" "No, kill!!!"

Sword stabbing, judo, boxing, kicking... the figures who were as fast as thunder, under this kind of stimulation, finally showed the strength they should have, and killed Hong Dong.

Although, because the Demon Realm is getting closer to the earth, more and more people can be selected, and the selection criteria for the Demon Realm envoys are getting lower and lower.

But these people, no matter their vicious nature or physical strength, are still the top figures in various places.

Converted to the system of reincarnators, even if not all of them have the four-star realm, they still have the absolute magic energy as the core, and generally have four-star high-level, peak combat power, and there are even three or four, who only rely on attack In terms of power, it is not inferior to a five-star whiteboard warrior.

However, the combat power they obtain in this form is equivalent to using the magic energy as the core and the flesh as a machine. Their own consciousness can only be regarded as the driver.

Therefore, when faced with Xuantian's sabotage divine thunder, he will be more easily affected by it.

But in front of a martial art master like Hong Dong who has reached a five-star high level through his own hard work, the flaws in these people who have just been influenced by Xuantian Destruction God Thunder have been magnified to the point where they can be felt without eyes .

He withdrew his right hand from the chest of No. 9 Demon Envoy, flipped his left hand over, and hit the corpse.

boom! ! ! !

The entire corpse was immediately blasted into sparks flying all over the sky, not even a bone residue was left behind.

The gust of palm force mixed with thousands of sparks, like a roaring mad dragon attacking, while flying, shocked the figures of all the envoys of the Demon Realm in mid-air and gave them a slight pause.

Before they could respond, Hong Dong struck out with his right palm that had just been withdrawn.

The left and right palms alternated, and Kanglong Youhui struck out one palm after another. He was so fast that he couldn't see the posture of the palm rotation. He could only feel the red thunderbolt, the fiery red lightning palm force, boom boom boom Boom, split out one after another.

The power of the Fentian True Pill to stimulate the explosion of life potential was difficult to flow stably in the body, but the most important essence of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is to "use three to keep seven", so that you can take it endlessly and use it Wujie is the strongest palm technique in the world.

Those envoys of the Demon Realm pounced towards Hong Dong, with a flick of their fingers, withstood thirteen layers of the red thunderbolt-like palm force of subduing dragons one after another.

The first layer is just a strong wind impact, the second layer has already disturbed the body protection energy, the third layer penetrates the body protection energy and touches the body surface, the fourth layer penetrates the skin, the fifth layer penetrates the flesh, the sixth layer penetrates the lungs, and the seventh layer penetrates into the bone...

They couldn't even use their backs to gain a chance to catch their breath. With thirteen layers of palm strength, even their bones were ignited, detonated in the air, turned into big fireballs, and then exploded in the air.

The angel statue in the fountain was blown off by the palm wind, and all the water was evaporated.

The frenzied strong wind brought countless sparks and blasted towards the church.

The door of the church opened suddenly, and a knife slashed out.

The arc-shaped light of the knife was extremely fierce, cutting through the strong wind and moving forward at high speed. Wherever it passed, all the sparks were extinguished and turned into gray-black flying embers.

However, the arc-shaped knife light flew less than ten meters away from the church gate, when it was pressed by Hong Dong's palm, rubbed with five fingers, and crushed.

Hong Dong still didn't say a word, but his face was already as red as Guan Gong in the drama, his righteousness is as thin as the sky, he passed the test, rode thousands of miles alone, and his power was boundless.

Heilong Commander is nearly two meters tall, with a Western saber in his hand, two jet-black beards like knives, and a straight military uniform, giving people a feeling of a sulfur volcano, and evil dragons flying out of the sulfur fire and coming to the fragile world.

He was adjusting the operation of the city just now, and felt the strangeness outside, and immediately followed the instructions of the master of the demon realm, and combined the invisible hub of the entire city with himself.

That hub is actually just a kind of artistic conception of the times, invisible and intangible. It was originally contained in the building, but after being combined with the master, it can not only promote the state of battle, but also ensure that even if the building is destroyed, the layout of the entire city will not change. will be greatly affected.

The Black Dragon Commander is very familiar with the artistic conception of the times here. Modern Europe is both brilliant and bloody. It won't take long to combine it, but even with such a delay, all the men outside have died.

"These wastes don't know how to improve themselves for the great cause of Juggernaut!"

The black dragon commander suddenly moved and rushed out of the church. The moment he moved, a huge aura burst out, destroying half of the church.

The wreckage of the tall building was controlled by his will, and the fragmented hard objects combined, like nine ferocious evil dragons, accompanied by his movements, pounced on Hong Dong from the sky.

"And you are even more stupid, always dismissing a powerful monarch as a devil, and don't understand how precious the rule of power is!!"

The Black Dragon Commander's sword technique was named after the mad dragon. Although it was originally murderous, it had low intentions and limited potential. Later, with the guidance of the master of the Demon Realm when he instilled demonic energy, this set of sword techniques has been completely reborn.

In the sword technique, there is a profound meaning combined with the general trend of the country's fate, the wild sun never sets, the evil dragon crosses the sea, and the eagle's wings hang high.

To plunder the Qi of the Quartet, it is a great strike!

Crazy Dragon Knife vs. Subduing Dragon Palm.

Fighting dragons in the wild, their blood is black and yellow, when riding six dragons, they stride across the great rivers, shocking hundreds of miles, and illuminating all things.

Hong Dong's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms performed one move at a time, methodically, taking pictures in the air quickly, turning in all directions, and the dragon's shadow flashed and disappeared.

Although when he performed it, it was completely different from the order of the Eighteen Anecdotes of Subduing the Dragon, but there was no feeling of confusion, as if the heaven and the earth were natural, as they were.

The Book of Changes expounds the principles of the human world, and the God of Subduing Dragons takes care of the common people.

He only upholds this will wholeheartedly. In the fierce battle, he did not show any murderous aura, but his palm strength became more and more fierce.

The demon envoys who died under his hands just now were really unwilling and unwilling.

Hong Dong was different. When he officially came to participate in the battle today, he had already focused himself to the extreme and had nothing else to do.

He had already heard of the name of the Black Dragon Commander, but now, the appearance of the Black Dragon Commander was not important to him at all.

It doesn't matter who stands in front of him, it's just an enemy who helps the evildoers and tramples on innocents, a humanoid obstacle who can wield a knife.

The more the Black Dragon Commander fought, the more unwilling he became, and he realized that his sword skills were gradually being restricted.

"How is it possible?! My sword technique follows the trend of the world. The ambitions of all people are so fierce today. It is time to create countless conflicts, fight and kill each other, profit from it, dominate what you can see, and guide me to evolve in the sword. It’s bound to be unstoppable!”

Among the envoys of the Demon Realm, those who can reach six stars, except for those who are directly descended from the masters of the Demon Realm like the Yin-Yang Dharma King, the others have more or less walked out of their own way. In fact, there are not many characteristics of the Demon Realm in their skills.

However, Li Qingtian and Black Dragon Commander are different from the four big demons. They have firm will and unique talents, but they have not yet reached six stars, and they have all been instructed by the master of the demon realm.

It can be said that the paths of the four of them are the four silhouettes of the ruler of the Demon Realm.

The Black Dragon Commander is also well aware of this, so how can he believe that his own saber technique will fail.

"The master sees the current events, the current events create heroes, and the mad dragon is invincible!"

The sword energy gathered in the sky, and the Black Dragon Commander unleashed a killing blow.

Hong Dong's face was like a heavy jujube, his eyebrows were wrinkled and his eyes were glaring, he shook the blade with his palm, red blood spurted out, sharp to the bone.

click!
The Kuanglong Baodao cracked a crack.

The way is in the heart, the virtue is in the action, the hero does not speak, does not ask the trend!
(End of this chapter)