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Chapter 243: The Bloody Taotie Martial Arts Dharmakaya, the "Soldier of the World", faces the empress after several years.

The appearance of Holy Maiden Ziwei and Daojun Taiwei has undoubtedly greatly boosted the morale of the human monks.

"Prince Dayan's growth rate is really terrifying. He has become a strong man in the eleventh martial arts realm so quickly. Given time, it is impossible to say that he can really compete with the Human Emperor in the medieval era. The Ziwei Immortal Sect did not have it at the beginning. It would be a huge loss to bet on him, but thanks to Mr. Qi’s advice, it won’t be too late to bet on him again.”

Holy Maiden Ziwei whispered in her heart, with strange lights flashing in her eyes.

Originally, she didn't believe Qi Xingyan's words in the army.

Back then, before going on the expedition, Qi Xingyan made a bet with everyone in the capital with a smile.

The Sixth Prince of Great Yan, whom everyone despises in the future, will surely shine brighter than the current emperor after he succeeds to the throne, and will continue the prosperous age of Great Yan.

then.

Lu Mingyuan refused to establish the imperial throne three times, and everyone thought that he was a man with no ambitions and little talent and knowledge.

But then, there was a vision of the prince who was standing up for the country.

His old man's guess was verified.

after that.

Qi Xingyan stood on the top of Tianxuan Mansion City and threatened that Lu Mingyuan had the appearance of a human emperor and was worthy of his assistance.

Most of the monks from the three religions believed that these words were a bit exaggerated and exaggerated.

As everyone knows, these words became Mr. Qi's last cry of grief.

When they heard that Qi Xingyan had died, it was already too late.

Whether it is the guilt of his colleagues or the respect for Mr. Qi's awe-inspiring attitude of sacrificing his life for righteousness and putting others before himself.

When she heard the military order issued by the imperial court and learned that Prince Dayan personally led the troops to Tianxuan Continent, she immediately rushed towards the place she must pass.

As soon as they felt the movement and arrived in Tianshui, they witnessed the scene of Lu Mingyuan fighting one against two, suppressing Mr. Zhao and the Great Buddha of Xinhuo.

She couldn't help but be surprised.

The thoughts of Saint Ziwei were heard by Lu Mingyuan in the void.

A glimpse of the leopard revealed that his father-in-law had revealed many behind-the-scenes plans before his death.

These are things that I cannot know in the capital.

Maybe his old man and his father had already considered the step of sending old and weak soldiers to prevent him, so they arranged for many human masters to help him get Tianxuan back.

The next moment, True Lord Taiwei looked at the three demons opposite him, frowned slightly, and said: "The demon clan, the blood clan, and the ghost clan actually got mixed up together, and they cooperated and shared weal and woe. This was something I didn't dare to think about before. things.”

As far as he knew, the ten tribes in the underworld were not a piece of iron. On the surface, they shared weal and woe, but in fact, each had their own evil intentions, and they all hoped that their race could dominate the Holy Underworld and dominate the fate of the creatures in the demon country.

This had to make him wonder if the other party had an agenda.

Otherwise, if you use Mr. Qi's coffin as a bait to attract His Highness the Crown Prince, won't you be afraid of getting burned?
After all, this is the territory of the human race. No matter how far the Blood Burial Duke's team can go after breaking away from the army, it won't be long before they will be chased to death by the powerful upper-level third-level human race who have taken out their hands.

This is actually a risky move.

The appearance of Ziwei Immortal Sect and True Lord Taiwei added many variables to this battle.

After all, they are two leaders of the human race in the Twelve Realms. The Holy Lady Ziwei can represent the Ziwei Immortal Sect. She is the youngest and most talented person in a hundred years.

True Lord Taiwei is a person who often appears in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earth Dao Alliance, and is in charge of the position of deputy sect leader of Taiwei Dao Sect.

Mr. Zhao and Xinhuo Buddha did not take action rashly, but looked at each other with the Blood Buried Duke.

Eyes exchanged.

Don't know what is being communicated.

Lu Mingyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, but he understood their thoughts.

He sent a message to True Lord Taiwei and Saint Ziwei:
"These three people must fight tooth and nail to break out of the encirclement. We must not let them go!"

Although True Lord Taiwei and Saint Ziwei didn't know how His Highness the Crown Prince found out, they quickly took action.

There is a jade bracelet with seven-star patterns suspended in the palm of the Lady Ziwei, and the magic weapon emits light spots like stars.

The holy weapon of the Ziwei Immortal Sect, the sun and moon seven-star bracelet.

It is a Taoist relic of the Ziwei Immortal Sect that has absorbed the essence of the sun and moon of heaven and earth for thousands of years. It is pure to the yang and has great killing power against demons.

True Lord Taiwei took out a palm-sized mysterious mirror from his wide sleeves.

The immortal weapon of Zhenzong, the mysterious mirror of yin and yang.

It can block the space between heaven and earth, and track enemies thousands of miles away, leaving demons with nowhere to hide.

When the three people on the opposite side saw these two innate magic weapons, the holy relics of the great religion and the immortal weapons of the sect, they still had no fighting spirit. Mr. Zhao took the lead and waved his sleeves, turning into a cloud of ghosts and disappearing from the place.

The sky divided into three streams of light and fled in a hurry.

"Yin and Yang have no trace, the universe is countless, open it!"

True Lord Taiwei shouted softly, and an invisible ripple suddenly rose between the sky and the earth. With a radius of thousands of miles, a black and white yin-yang fish appeared on the earth, entangled and circulated, trapping the three people here.

Lu Mingyuan's martial arts consciousness quickly captured the auras of the three people and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

No one noticed that in his hand, a blazing red sword energy condensed with the powerful and sharp sword intent.

The sword energy became more solid and huge, descending from the clouds.

"Uh-huh."

The blazing red sword energy suddenly fell, locking the energy of the escaping Blood Burial Duke.

"Wow."

The clouds in the sky were split by the blazing red sword energy, and a huge crack appeared, revealing a deep atmosphere of nothingness.

The Blood Burial Duke's pupils shrank, turning into a scarlet hurricane, and he quickly retreated backwards.

Is this Prince Dayan really a martial artist in the early stage of the Eleventh Realm?
Why did it give him the illusion of being at the peak of the Eleventh Realm?

In a hurry, the Duke of Blood Burial put his hands together, and a bright spot of light intertwined between his palms.

If you observe carefully, you will find that the light spot seems to be able to encompass thousands of things, and contains thousands of ghost blood shadows inside.

Those are all the unjust souls killed by the blood-buried Duke.

The dense blood shadows of ghosts formed a mighty blood pool, which continuously decomposed the sword energy.

"Boom."

However, everything is not over yet.

Lu Mingyuan flew across the void, holding the Yang Su in his hand, unsheathed it, and a layer of sword energy filled with dazzling light rose into the sky.

The divine fire mark appeared between the eyebrows.

The Taotie Divine Fire was like a small sun, bursting out from between his eyebrows, releasing blazing energy, causing Lu Mingyuan's body to immediately turn into red gold, and his hair to turn into blood red, making him look like a demon.

It is the fiery form of martial arts dragon transformation.

"Martial arts body, condense!"

Lu Mingyuan shouted without giving the other party a chance to breathe.

A pair of scarlet divine eyes flashed from behind him, like two huge lanterns.

Immediately afterwards, a big armored hand with blazing red vitality stretched out from the ground, and a towering humanoid dharma body hundreds of meters tall, wearing gluttonous unicorn armor, crawled out from the ground. This momentum was like a demon on earth.

Lu Mingyuan slashed it with his sword.

The Blazing Blood Glutton humanoid Dharmakaya also followed suit. He raised the red flame sword in his hand and waved it in the sky to form a meteor trajectory. Looking up from the ground, it looked like a miracle.

"How is it possible?! At the elementary level of the eleventh realm, you can condense such a complete Dharma body!"

This move covered the sky and the sun. There was no hiding place in the vast world. There was no time to use any means, and there was no way to avoid it. The Duke of Blood Burial had no choice but to use his best to release the power of the blood of the blood clan and inject it into everything. In the armor he wore, he hoped to be able to withstand the blow.

"Click."

The red flame long sword was indestructible, and it cut through the demon armor worn by the Bloody Buried Duke.

Even though the body of the Blood Buried Duke had divine patterns engraved by the vampire gods of the underworld, there was still a hideous wound on his chest that was deep enough to show the bone.

The Blood-Buried Duke flew out upside down, and blood spurted out from the wound, instantly staining the large area of ​​water red.

A strong man from the underworld like the Duke of Blood Burial was actually injured by Lu Mingyuan in the first meeting?
I don't know how many vampires who were waiting in the city were frightened when they saw this scene.

The human monks are more of a light in front of their eyes. "This is the first time Pindao has seen such a powerful martial arts body."

"It is rare for a martial artist to be able to rise above the tenth level. Those who are as complete and complete as His Highness are even rarer among the few."

"This is related to the physical potential of the caster and the number of acupoints. Is it possible that His Highness's acupoints have exceeded the 1800 mark recorded in historical records before Longmen?"

Seeing the bloody burial, the Duke was injured.

The confused Buddha shouted loudly: "Lu Mingyuan, don't be so presumptuous, let the poor monk save you."

"The magic of praying to gods in the underworld means that all Buddhas have no appearance."

He used his psychic technique again and pressed his fingers on the ground.

A dark and strange stone Buddha statue "rumbling" rose up, and a few drops of blood and tears quickly fell from the corners of the Buddha's eyes.

With another shake of his hand, the Xinhuo Buddha threw out the rosary beads in his hand and activated them with powerful curse power.

Suddenly, the fifteen rosary beads grew in size rapidly and turned into fifteen hundred-foot-sized skulls, surrounding Lu Mingyuan.

All the skulls are imprinted with complicated and strange runes, exuding an extremely evil aura, and each one has a powerful soul imprisoned.

After a slight perception, Lu Mingyuan discovered that fourteen of the skulls exuded the aura of top monks, all of which were above the tenth realm, but the last one exuded the aura of the eleventh realm.

The skulls of strong human beings were refined into a string of rosary beads. It must be said that the methods of this demon Buddha were really cruel.

"The poor monk's imageless Buddhas are the ultimate Yin magic of the Netherworld. They are not afraid of burning fire. Your methods are undoubtedly restrained by me."

A cruel smile appeared in the eyes of the Xindu Buddha.

What he likes to do most is to suppress powerful opponents and use the secret method of inner demons to sacrifice them into Buddhist beads, causing these opponents to suffer endless torture and never get relief.

Lu Mingyuan still looked very calm, and his hands formed strange sword sutra seals at an unimaginable speed.

"Thunder Dragon Transformation, open!"

A soft voice came from Lu Mingyuan's mouth.

Suddenly, the incomparably vast power of thunder surged out of his body and turned into a surging thunder sea tide, sweeping away in all directions.

His long red hair was immediately dyed a layer of snow-white, and blue arcs of electricity continued to flow around his body.

"Boom."

No matter what kind of soul the undead were, after coming into contact with the purple divine thunder, they were immediately split into blue smoke, like a mud cow entering the sea, unable to make any waves at all.

Fifteen huge skulls were all blown away by the power of the thunder sea tide.

"Click."

A skull made a cracking sound and was almost destroyed.

"What's going on? Why does he have two different forms?"

The confused Buddha was greatly shocked.

Not long after.

Starlight and the divine moon descended from the sky, blasting the stone statue of the Demon Buddha summoned by the Xinhuo Buddha into pieces.

The Sun and Moon and Seven Stars Bracelet in the palm of the Lady Ziwei's hand can kill all the evil spirits in front of her.

After seeing that Lu Mingyuan was unharmed, a strange color flashed in her eyes, and she said: "A double transformation, using thunder to suppress all methods, driving away the fire of all hells, burning all evils, such a familiar sword technique , could it be that person’s inheritance?”

"It's the Sword Master's Thunder Prison Sword Sutra."

Daojun Taiwei also arrived and recognized the origin of this sword technique.

Seeing in his Xuanjing's projection, Mr. Zhao has been detained by a large formation and cannot escape.

[Trigger the trait "Martial Master", suppress the blood-buried prince, temporarily increase your cultivation level greatly, and be promoted to the middle stage of the Heavenly Realm. 】

"Zun Zi Fate Pattern - Qilin Martial Master, the refining degree is increased to 65%."

"The refining degree reaches 65%, and the destiny trait is promoted to Warrior Master (Advanced)"

"Martial Master (Advanced): With your magical powers, mantras, and Buddhist teachings, how can you scorn the masters of martial arts in the world? Against enemies in the same realm, your cultivation levels are greatly superimposed, always suppressing your opponent's strength."

A prompt appeared in front of Lu Mingyuan's eyes.

I thought to myself.

It seems that only through continuous battles and breakthroughs can the refining level of "Qilin Warrior Master" be improved.

But it's not over yet, a dazzling purple prompt comes into view.

"Azure Fate - Sword Master, the refining rate increases to 100%"

"Promoted to Zunzi Fate-Master of Human Soldiers"

"Zun Zi Ming Ge (human warrior master): Stars in the sky, avoid me. Killing seven deeds, devouring the sun, destroying the army and holding the demon, just like the demon lord descending from the sky, he is really the god of Tai Sui on earth."

"The refining degree reaches 10%, and the fate trait is unlocked - Seven Kills (Elementary)"

"The refining level reaches 20%, unlocking the fate trait - Greedy Wolf (Elementary)"

"Seven Kills (Elementary): Killing creatures can bring evil energy, and the evil energy will protect the body, and the demons will be frightened and cannot get close."

"Greedy Wolf (Elementary): Devouring evil spirits can warm the divine weapon, nourish the body, continuously improve, and feed back cultivation."

"These two qualities of Seven Kills and Greedy Wolf give me a good reason to kill the demons here."

Lu Mingyuan thought lightly in his heart.

Since killing creatures can improve one's cultivation level, is there any faster way than this?
Think of this.

His eyes moved to the embarrassed and blood-buried Duke not far away, intending to kill him completely without giving him any way to survive, for fear of causing disaster.

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded.

"You two, don't be embarrassed anymore. Two of you are fighting against one, and you can't win for a long time. Unfortunately, you still claim to be the strongest in the clan."

The faces of Mr. Zhao and the Great Buddha Xinhuo changed slightly, and they turned their heads at the same time, casting their gazes towards the distant sky.

They could sense that although the sound was loud, it was not nearby, but came from hundreds of thousands of miles away.

The next moment, the sky was filled with wind and clouds, and extremely thick black clouds appeared, covering everything within a radius of thousands of miles.

"Click——"

A large area of ​​space shattered, forming a huge black hole that seemed to penetrate the sky and the earth.

One after another, huge dark demon boats came from the void, and figures like gods and demons crossed the void and walked out of the black hole in space.

Just a burst of breath released completely annihilates the surrounding space.

"boom."

A giant with red hair and fangs crashed to the ground, causing the earth with a radius of thousands of miles to sink hundreds of feet, causing water from the sky to pour back.

A hundred miles of land turned into a lake.

The giant's body exudes an extremely evil aura, even worse than the curse magic that confuses the Buddha.

Tianshui City was eroded by this evil aura, and the land with a radius of thousands of miles immediately turned into black bad soil, and a large area of ​​Tianshui was soaked like ink.

"It's the army of the Holy Underworld."

Seeing the majestic demon boats emerging from the void one after another, many of the Great Flame soldiers present could not help but have their expressions change dramatically and their bodies tremble involuntarily.

Holy Maiden Ziwei and True Lord Taiwei both had solemn expressions on their faces. The familiar nightmare came to their minds again, and the horrific scenes played in their minds.

"How could the Empress of the Underworld come here?"

Thousands of miles apart, Lu Mingyuan could still feel an invisible spiritual thought fixed on his body.

There was a charming and charming woman with extremely powerful aura, standing on the deck of the magic boat, echoing him from afar.

After several years, the two met again.

But for some reason, Lu Mingyuan felt that the aura of this empress was quite familiar.

I didn't feel this way when I was in prison.

It was a feeling I only had after experiencing the Great Thousand Canglan Tu.

(End of this chapter)