After I stopped trying, a rich woman trained me into a demon emperor.

far away.

Zhang Xuansu and the others were dumbfounded.

He watched the figure of the man who had risked his life to fight a Golden Core stage monster in order to protect the two women behind him, and an indescribable emotion surged within him.

"Uncle-Master..."

A young Taoist priest clutched his chest, blood still trickling from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"That person... he clearly cultivates demonic arts, so why...?"

Why would someone risk their life like this?

Why did they not flinch when faced with demons far stronger than themselves?

Zhang Xuansu did not answer.

His gaze was fixed on the center of the battlefield.

Every charge by Zhou Ran, every time he was knocked back, every time he coughed up blood, was like a resounding slap across the face of this elder of the Celestial Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain.

He recalled a line from his sect's classic texts.

"If I don't go to hell, who will?"

Another Taoist priest muttered to himself, his eyes revealing confusion and shock:

"Uncle-Master, ancient texts say that there are great powers in Buddhism who can attain enlightenment through killing and violence, and perform Buddhist deeds with a demonic mind."

This senior...

Could it be that he entered the path through demonic means, cultivating the legendary Mahayana Buddhism?

Upon hearing this, the surrounding Taoist priests were greatly shaken.

They consider themselves a righteous and reputable sect, taking it upon themselves to subdue demons and monsters.

But when faced with the half-Buddha, half-demon Lingxu Daoist, their proud "Heavenly Thunder Orthodox Method" was like child's play.

They were defeated in a single exchange; even when the seven of them joined forces, they couldn't withstand a single, casual blow from the enemy.

If it weren't for the demonic cultivator drawing all the monster's attention, they would probably have already turned into a pile of bones by now.

ashamed!

An unparalleled sense of shame burned like flames in Zhang Xuansu's Dao heart.

These righteous people are helpless in the face of true evil.

They could only watch helplessly as a young man, whom they had labeled a "demon," fought a bloody battle on the front lines.

What a irony this is!

"We, who uphold justice, cannot allow righteous men to shed their blood alone!"

Zhang Xuansu bit his tongue hard, and the sharp pain instantly brought him back to his senses.

His eyes were bloodshot, his beard and hair stood on end, and he shouted loudly.

"Form the 'Big Dipper Evil-Slaying Formation'!"

"Today, even if it costs us our lives, we will still lend that young friend a hand!"

"yes!"

Inspired by their master's determination, the other six disciples suppressed their fear and forcefully activated the little remaining magical power in their bodies.

The seven people changed positions again, their figures intertwined, and they threw the talismans in their hands into the air.

"Tian Shu, Tian Xuan, Tian Ji, Tian Quan, Yu Heng, Kai Yang, Yao Guang!"

"Big Dipper, heed my command!"

"Slay the evil!"

hum-

Seven golden talismans transformed into seven dazzling stars in mid-air, connected by golden threads to form a mysterious star map.

A pure and vast suppressive force emanated from the star map.

"go!"

Zhang Xuansu pointed his fingers like a sword and suddenly pointed at Lingxu Daoist.

Just then.

Lingxu Daoist seemed to have finally lost his patience.

He put his hands together in prayer position.

He was clearly a Taoist priest, but he acted like a monk.

A terrifying wave that could change the very color of the heavens and earth gathered in his palm.

The surrounding underground river water evaporated instantly, revealing the cracked riverbed.

A huge blood-red Buddha seal slowly rotated behind him.

"I've had enough fun."

Lingxu Daoist remained expressionless.

"Asura's World-Destroying Seal"

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, Ye Futian gripped his hair tightly with both hands and screamed.

"His mother's!!!"

"Run!!!"

The crimson Buddha seal, like a millstone, slowly pressed down.

That was the true aura of destruction.

Let alone a cultivator in the Qi Condensation stage, even a heavy tank would be instantly crushed into a pancake under this mark.

Zhou Ran felt as if his body was filled with lead, and it was extremely difficult to even move a finger.

That was absolute suppression from the realm of cultivation.

"Run! Run!"

Miao Yingying, who was not far away, shouted in a tearful voice, wanting to release the iron corpse to save it.

But the moment the thought crossed his mind, the half-crippled iron corpse was forced to the ground by the oppressive force, unable to move.

Lin Qingxue's face turned deathly pale, and two lines of bloody tears flowed from her eyes, which could see through illusions.

She saw it.

At the center of that blood-red mark lies death.

There was no way out.

"run?"

Under that suffocating pressure, Zhou Ran slowly raised his head.

Blood flowed down his forehead and into his eyes, staining his world crimson.

"Master, save me!"

Zhou Ran cried out in his heart, "It would be a lie to say I'm not afraid."

But he was certain that the old man had something special up his sleeve.

"Master, it seems that if I don't use my true skills, I'll be done for here today."

He spoke softly in his sea of ​​consciousness,

"It doesn't matter if I die, but it's a pity that your remnant soul, Master, will be refined by this bald monk and never be reincarnated."

Ye Futian is going crazy.

He was a Demon Emperor who had dominated the cultivation world for thousands of years. What kind of treacherous and cunning opponents hadn't he seen?

But he had never seen a scoundrel like Zhou Ran who was willing to risk his life!

This kid is risking his life to force the emperor to abdicate!

"You brat! How dare you scheme against me!"

Despite his cursing, Ye Futian could sense that the power in Lingxu Daoist's palm was enough to completely destroy Zhou Ran.

If his physical body is destroyed, he will also perish!

"Damn bald monk!"

"Damn brat!"

Ye Futian let out a roar of unwillingness. The dense black soul power that had been entrenched in Zhou Ran's sea of ​​consciousness was forced to split off a large portion, which then surged wildly into Zhou Ran's limbs and bones along his meridians.

"Hold on for me!!!"

Zhou Ran, who had been listless, suddenly unleashed a terrifying, suffocating aura.

That is the primordial power belonging to the Demon Emperor!

Although it was only a trace, it was a devastating blow to Earth, a barren land of cultivation!

Zhou Ran suddenly looked up, and his originally clear black and white eyes instantly turned into two bottomless purple pools.

His clothes instantly exploded into pieces.

The once-shriveled muscles swelled up as if inflated, and strange golden lines appeared on the surface of the skin.

A terrifying aura, far exceeding that of the Qi Condensation stage and even surpassing that of the Foundation Establishment stage, erupted from his body.

Pseudo-Core Formation!

Although it's only temporary, Zhou Ran now has the ability to confront Lingxu Daoist head-on.

"This aura..."

The previously indifferent Lingxu Daoist suddenly opened his golden eyes wide.

Zhou Ran left a trail of afterimages as he charged towards Lingxu Daoist!

"You old bald monk, haven't you eaten?!"

With a roar, the blade flashed like a black dragon emerging from the abyss!

In that instant, Zhou Ran's body became light, and after a drop of essence blood entered his body, the oppressive power of the World-Destroying Buddha Seal was reduced by seventy or eighty percent.

"cut!"

He transformed into a golden streak of light, and with a wave of his right hand, his Zanpakuto let out a long howl.

The Asura Annihilation Seal was actually sliced ​​in two by this one strike!

The momentum has not yet subsided.

The blade flashed like a golden dragon, roaring as it crashed into Lingxu Daoist.

"No!"

Lingxu Daoist had just let out a roar of unwilling anger and was about to cross his arms in front of his chest.

"Amitabha......"

His left cheek was filled with utter horror, while his right cheek remained as calm as a still well.

Gently push forward with your right palm.

Bang!

A burst of golden light erupted.

It easily dispelled Zhou Ran's demonic energy.

The entire underground cave was shaking violently, and countless stalactites fell like raindrops.

The dust has settled.

Zhou Ran stood there, panting heavily.

The terrifying power within him receded like a receding tide.

What followed was a deep-seated weakness.

"Stop hitting me..."

Within his mind, Ye Futian's extremely weak voice echoed.

Even just by hearing his voice, Zhou Ran could imagine how dejected the old devil looked at that moment.

"Go quickly...catch that drought demon..."

"As long as we get the drought demon's corpse..."

This seat...

"I can help you..."

Zhou Ran narrowed his eyes.

really.

That old man hasn't given up yet.

Although that attack was fierce, it was definitely not Ye Futian's limit.