Raising the Demon

Chapter 291 A Long-cherished Wish Comes True (End of Volume)
King Zhongshan raised his head, and once again, Zi Baifeng and King Zhongshan made eye contact.

The first time the two met their eyes was at the court, Zi Baifeng was one of the candidates, and Zhongshan Wang was high above him, because of Lian Yunping's conflict, Zhongshan Wang took a look at Zi Baifeng.

The second time was when King Zhongshan failed to assassinate Zi Baifeng. When he was running away, he turned his head and took a glimpse.

And the third eye is now, Zi Baifeng is on the bluestone, and King Zhongshan is under the ground.

With three glances, everything changes in a blink of an eye. In just half a day, the relationship and status between the two seem to have just dropped one by one.

King Zhongshan became the enemy, the guy everyone shouted and beat, but Zi Baifeng became the hero of the city.

But, who will win in the end?

The salmon sat at the entrance of the cave, a little sluggish.

The dead air lingered around him and invaded his body, making him a little dizzy.

In fact, the Zhongshan faction's mountain protection array is actually meaningless. Not only did it fail to protect the Zhongshan faction, but it became the chief culprit in killing the Zhongshan faction.

And he is already desperate. Everything he pursued before seems to be so fragile in the face of reality, and he doesn't even need the enemy to attack. The person he once admired and was willing to follow has broken everything with his own hands.

Or, everything is a lie.

In the palace, everyone raised their heads and looked at the falling sun from the sky. They were a little dazed and didn't understand what it was for a while.

Looking at it from this angle, you can see that the bluestone is carrying a line of fire, which seems to be pulled out from the sun that is about to disappear completely.

"You can't! You can't! You can't!" King Zhongshan yelled crazily. With all his might, he drew out the aura from the large underground formation, turned it into a thick column of aura, and shot it into the sky.

It's like a giant whale that carries the earth spews out a column of water that reaches the sky.

Zi Baifeng raised his head.

Uncle Qingshi flew down from the sun, and his body seemed to carry the sun's fire.

But in fact, it was not fire light, but aura.

It is completely different from the glow of the moon, and it is the aura of the most yang and the most intense.

The strange existence between heaven and earth that isolates everything not only intercepts the aura of the moon, but also intercepts the aura of the sun.

The ancient people practiced by exhaling to the sun and the moon and absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon.

But now this kind of cultivation method has completely become a legend, so it has to absorb spiritual energy from the outside world, even from the earth veins.

Uncle Qingshi once tore off Yuehui and filled the entire Jiuyan Township with spiritual energy.

But at this time, based on the same effect, behind Uncle Qingshi, there is endless sun flames.

In the collision between the spiritual energy of the earth veins and the spiritual energy of the sky fire, which one can win?
Zi Baifeng smiled, overthinking himself.

It's really embarrassing, but another sect has been exterminated. Will it be renamed as the Xiaobawang of the sect in the future?
In Xijing City, Qi Zhizheng, Zeng Xian, Qi Hanshan...

One by one, they raised their heads and looked to the north.

Uncle Qingshi's speed was so fast, they almost didn't have much time to be surprised, to think, to guess.

Then the sky and the earth collided like that.

Uncle Qingshi, carrying endless flames, shot into Zhongshan like a dead man.

The Zhongshan faction's mountain protection array disappeared like a soap bubble.

At the moment of impact, there seemed to be a flash of white light.

The whole world turned into a piece of white, into a piece of silence.

Everyone could only feel the earth shaking, but they couldn't see anything with their eyes, and couldn't hear anything with their ears.

All the people in Xijing became deaf and blind in an instant.

Oh, and some people turned dead, too.

The shaking of the ground was still going on, maybe it had been hundreds of years, or maybe it was just a moment later, the eyesight of the group of people with the highest cultivation in the entire Xijing gradually recovered.

Zhongshan stands on the north side of Xijing, and I don't know how many years it has been standing.

And the main peak of Zhongshan, soaring into the clouds, is the highest peak near Xijing. No matter where you are in Xijing, as long as you raise your head, you will be able to see the mountain peaks that go straight into the clouds.

For Xijing, Zhongshan used to be like a majestic mountain, insurmountable.

But at this moment, Zhongshan, which went straight into the clouds, was broken.

The upper half of the mountain is slowly rolling down the side slope of Zhongshan. Every time it rolls at an angle, it will cause the ground to tremble crazily, and countless flying stones will splash.

The only thing to be happy about is that the direction of the break of the mountain is the side away from Xijing. Otherwise, just this half of the mountain might destroy half of Xijing.

"No...impossible..." King Zhuan murmured.

What kind of power can permanently change the earth and the world?

Zi Baifeng once demonstrated that it is the power of formations, and with the power of one person, he can stop the river from flowing.

And now, Zi Baifeng showed up again.

According to ancient legends, Gonggong touched Buzhou Mountain angrily, causing the sky and earth to tilt, and only then did the sun rise and set.

For Xijing, Zhongshan is Buzhou Mountain, the Buzhou Mountain that supports the world.

"Ha...haha...hahaha..." Staring blankly at Zhongshan Break, Guo Post Office suddenly laughed.

He wasn't actually laughing, it was just that his throat was blocked, preventing him from making a sound.

Then, he squatted on the ground and began to cry.

After all, he is a member of the Zhongshan School, and his feelings for the Zhongshan School are still so deep.

Qi Zhizheng didn't know what to say. As a native of Xijing, he also had a strange feeling for Zhongshan, which he could see when he looked up.

Zhongshan is not just Zhongshan of the Zhongshan School—although people of the Zhongshan School don’t think so.

But what is more in his heart is joy and unspeakable yearning.

I really hope, one day, I can do this kind of thing!

But what he has to do now is not to be happy, but to comfort Guo Post Office.

He bent down and patted Guo Post Office's shoulder lightly, but he couldn't say words of comfort.

On Buzhou Mountain, the bluestone hit sideways, breaking the upper half of the mountain peak, and he was placed squarely on the stubble, as if a flower had been inserted.

"No...impossible..." Zhongshan Wang's voice came from under the bluestone.

"Hey, you're not dead yet." Zi Baifeng leaned on the railing made by his father, and poked his head down from the bluestone.

When the bluestone fell, it was as if a bridge was built to communicate with heaven and earth. What was torn down that day was the moonlight, and what was torn down today was the sun.

The moonlight is soft and pure, but the sun is violent and masculine. The endless sunlight radiates along this passage, and the black dead energy is like ice cubes placed in a frying pan. It creaks and disappears invisible.

The underground space under the main hall was almost completely collapsed by the bluestone, leaving only a small corner, and the figure of King Zhongshan was there.

His lower body was gone, and an arm was missing, and the remaining half of his body was also covered with scars.

It can be seen that he is no longer dead, the reason why he is not dead is only because of the anger in his heart.

The way he looked at Zi Baifeng could no longer be described with hatred or anger.

He shook his fingers, and the flying sword that was pressed under the bluestone struggled for a while, but did not struggle.

"The ink pond flies out of the Beiming fish, and the stroke of the pen kills all the Zhongshan rabbits... What if I kill all the Zhongshan rabbits today?" Zi Baifeng said condescendingly, looking at Zhongshan King.

He just wanted to stimulate him, and not let him have a moment of peace before he died.

Sure enough, those two lines of Zi Baifeng's poem immediately reminded King Zhongshan of Lian Yunping.

Lian Yunping is the fuse of the conflict between the two people.

If this layer is removed, Zi Baifeng and King Zhongshan have no personal enmity.

"Ha...haha...hahahaha..." King Zhongshan suddenly laughed wildly, "Kill me? You kill me? You are all going to die! All are going to die! Everyone is going to die—"

"Brush" a golden light shot out, piercing King Zhongshan's forehead, blasting his head into a rotten watermelon.

Once he decides that the opponent is an enemy, Zi Baifeng will never show mercy, especially for people like King Zhongshan.

He will not leave even a little hidden danger.

King Zhongshan's voice stopped abruptly, and then fell silent again.

But the ground trembled again.

King Zhongshan died, and the formation that controlled the land veins was out of order and became chaotic, and the entire formation began to become chaotic.

Zi Baifeng didn't care about other things, he jumped off the bluestone and jumped into the underground space.

The entire center was almost completely destroyed, and Zi Baifeng, relying on his amazing insight and aura control ability, desperately mobilized the aura, trying to make the formation work again.

As soon as the aura spread out, Zi Baifeng's expression changed.King Zhongshan was right, if he died, Zi Baifeng and the others would die too.

This large formation was connected to the underground demon country, and after the control center was destroyed, the large formation on the underground demon country's side was also affected and started to operate again.

Seemingly sensing the changes here, the Bull King also began to cooperate with Zi Baifeng to gather a large formation.

Their control over the aura has changed from drawing out the aura before to pressing down the aura desperately to prevent the aura from gushing out.

The desert of death began to move around again. It was like a pressure cooker with increased pressure, desperately trying to spew out the spiritual energy, and on the other side, it desperately wanted to absorb the spiritual energy.

Zi Baifeng finally understands what the underground demon kingdom is.

The underground demon country is a large spiritual formation that has been magnified countless times, and the monsters in the underground demon country are the source of spiritual energy that is kept in it.

It's just that there is something wrong with this big formation, or it is simply too powerful, not only absorbing the spiritual power of the monsters, but also absorbing all other spiritual powers, which has created thousands of miles of uninhabited deaths desert.

The night was thick, a layer of frost fell on Zi Baifeng's body, and the stars hung high, Zi Baifeng finally opened his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, he saw King Zhuan and others, and they all rushed here.

The big formation has been gathered, and Xijing is safe for the time being, but all of this is like a time bomb, which may explode at any time, and must rely on the suppression of the Bull King to keep everything in balance for the time being.

The Bull King is still in the hall, while General Yu is commanding the army to clean up the battlefield.

Zi Baifeng glanced across the mess, and looked up at King Zhuan.

"I want the Desert of Death." Zi Baifeng still said the same thing.

King Zhuan took a deep breath.

"it is good."

(End of this volume)

　Well, the long trip to Xijing is finally over, the next volume "Desert of Death".

　　Uncle Ha will get up tomorrow morning and update again, let Uncle Ha conceive the plot first.

　　Don't wait.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)