O43novel Chapter 1451: Ink World, Life and Death
Chapter 1451: Ink World, Life and Death
When Gu Jinfei disappeared in the Taoist temple, the top leaders of the Jiuzhou coalition on the battlefield all breathed a sigh of relief. Even the Eye of Heaven in the sky disappeared quietly, and the rolling thunderclouds soon vanished without a trace.
Gu Jinfei, the leader of the demon clan in Jiuzhou, is like a mountain pressing down on the heads of all the creatures in Jiuzhou.
It is a mountain that is difficult to shake!
On the battlefield, Master Song silently withdrew his gaze, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.
Because he knew very well that once Gu Jinfei left, his old friend would most likely never be able to leave Zhenshan again.
“Ink and wash conception!”
The next moment, the white-haired old man put away his grief, and astonishing murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He used a palm to force back a red-skinned demon saint who was attacking him, and suddenly his right foot stepped out in the air, and suddenly wisps of black and white ripples spread out from under his feet.
The surrounding Demon Saints all frowned upon seeing this and used their magical powers to protect themselves while driving the ripples away from themselves.
However, they soon discovered that the black and white ripples were not real tangible objects at all, and their magical powers and magic weapons were ineffective against these ripples.
Soon, the six Demon Saints who were besieging Master Song on the battlefield were all covered by this ripple.
"Let's just go together and kill this old thing first!!"
A red-skinned Demon Saint growled with a ferocious look on his face, and then the six Demon Saints no longer held back, bursting out with their full strength, and rushed towards Master Song with their magic weapons in hand.
On the other hand, Master Song slowly made hand seals and whispered, "Magic power, ink world!"
"Wow!"
The next moment, the sound of countless waves was heard, and endless ink suddenly spread upwards in the black and white ripples, like a ball of water splashes, and soon covered the battlefield.
At the same time, in the eyes of the six demon saints, the entire world underwent earth-shaking changes.
Everywhere they looked was the color of ink and wash, including themselves. It was as if they had walked from reality into a painting in an instant and became a scene in the painting.
In fact, it was true. A huge ink painting appeared in this void.
At this time, Master Song walked out of the ink scroll alone. He looked at the six figures in the scroll and clearly saw the fear in their eyes.
"We are the cultivators of the Nine Provinces and we must not be deceived!"
"Jiuzhou will never be allowed to be invaded by evil demons like you!"
"Those who wish to destroy our race must die first!"
As soon as Master Song finished speaking, a brush appeared in his hand. This was his natal magic weapon, named the Pen of Life and Death.
The so-called pen of life and death, one stroke determines life and death!
He put down his brush, and the handwriting moved across the ink scroll, killing all the red-skinned demon saints who were touched by it!
However, after he killed four red-skinned demon saints, several more demon saints suddenly came from the surroundings and forced him to retreat.
Then, with the joint efforts of the several Demon Saints, the ink scroll was torn apart, and the two Demon Saints trapped in it broke free and attacked Master Song at the same time.
The ink scroll was broken, and Master Song suffered backlash. He kept coughing up blood and retreated in the void. Then he was pierced through the chest by a tail.
"An old Confucian scholar also wants to learn to save the world?"
"This Saint will send you to see Lord Yama right now!!"
The red-skinned demon saint sneered repeatedly, but the next moment a bright flame fell from the sky and turned into a sword light that spanned a thousand miles.
With one sword, the red-skinned Demon Saint was cut into two halves!
"Damn!!"
"Kill them!!"
The next moment, the red-skinned demon saint's body, which had been split into two halves, merged again under countless fleshy tentacles, as if it had recovered in an instant, but the aura on his body had weakened by half.
"These guys are impossible to kill. How can we fight them?!"
Xuan Ming gritted his teeth. With the Pan Yue Ding hanging above his head, he became the most relaxed among all the powerful saints. However, he looked helpless at this moment.
In his opinion, these Demon Saints were simply cheating. Except for the four Demon Saints who had just been killed by Master Song with his artistic conception, almost all the Demon Saints they had killed after fighting for so long were resurrected in this weird and disgusting way.
Isn't this cheating?
Fortunately, every time these guys die, their aura will weaken significantly, otherwise this battle would not have to be fought.
"The immortality trait belongs only to these red-skinned demon saints, but they cannot be resurrected forever. As long as they are killed several times, they will still die!"
A cold voice came from a distance, and it was Fang Yunxian, a new sword master dressed in white, flying over. The Brahma Sword in her hand was very terrifying. With one strike of the sword, even the Demon Saint would not dare to take it head-on.
Because not long ago, many Demon Saints had suffered great losses at her hands.
Under the sword of Brahma, even the demon soldiers in their hands could not resist and were shattered with one strike!
To some extent, the Brahma Sword is not weaker than the Fire Phoenix Sword, and they are ancient treasures of the same level.
However, the Fire Phoenix Sword is more inclined to the burst of fire power, while the Brahma Sword is more inclined to the power of slashing.
It was precisely because of this sword that Fang Yunxian, who had just broken through to the early stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, actually had a bit of the aura of a sword immortal.
However, facing the words of the new sword master, Xuan Ming couldn't help but roll his eyes and curl his lips and said, "Little girl, it's easy for you to say it. To kill these demon saints who are already far more numerous than us several times... you can think of it!"
"Even if we can't figure it out, we have to think about it. This is indeed our last resort!"
A flaming Fire Phoenix descended from the sky, looking solemnly at the group of Demon Saints in front of it. Then, as if remembering something, it frowned and asked, "Where's Mo Fan?"
"The dignified Demon Emperor did not show up in this battle. Could he have fled because he was afraid of the battle?!"
Fang Yunxian sneered. She had also discovered long ago that the Demon Emperor Mo Fan was not here, so she had already been dissatisfied.
In her opinion, Mo Fan is now undoubtedly the best in the world, and is the cultivator who should be on the battlefield and at the forefront. However, he did not show up from the beginning, which made her extremely angry.
"Girl, don't talk nonsense. Although my demon clan emperor is not here, I believe he must have been delayed by more important things, otherwise he would not have abandoned me!"
Xuan Ming frowned, and his voice suddenly became somewhat cold.
Although he is much older than Mo Fan, he has great respect for Mo Fan in his heart.
Since ancient times, Mo Fan is the only one who has truly changed the entire demon race, and he is also the true Demon Emperor!
So as a member of the demon clan, he naturally doesn't like others belittling his emperor.
In a sense, belittling the Demon Emperor is tantamount to slapping the entire demon race in the face!
"Woman, my master is definitely not as heartless and ungrateful as you say, so I advise you not to talk nonsense here!"
Manshan also spoke at the right time, his eyes cold, warning Fang Yunxian.
"Okay, let's just focus on dealing with these demons!"
"I believe Mo Fan will return with a group of powerful demons soon!"
A soft light fell on the monks, instantly cheering them up and recovering a lot from their injuries.
A female cultivator in Confucian robes floated down from the sky, with a soft halo appearing behind her head, making her look divine.
On a battlefield in the distance, a handsome man holding a trident was staring at the figure in the sky in a daze. Then he shouted loudly and kept killing the demon monks who pounced on him, while also constantly approaching the battlefield in the sky.