King of the Fairy City

In the Xiyou Continent, the sky was covered with dark clouds, the wind was howling, and the yin energy was dancing in the sky. The earth was dark, vast and desolate.

In the sky, a puppet several feet tall stood proudly, with a huge and burly body standing in the void. The air around it seemed to solidify. The figure was like a huge demon monument, and the demon shadow was dark and huge.

"Let me see how many tricks you can have."

Cang Jie put his hands together, and the surface of his body was flowing with light, and it was radiant.

Hey!

With a light shout, Cang Jie's body suddenly swelled, and in an instant, golden light burst out and surged, as if the ocean was surging wantonly.

In just a moment, Cang Jie had grown several times bigger, and was six feet tall. His body still looked a little thin, but the auspicious air flowed outside his body, and the holy golden light enveloped his body, making his body covered with a layer of dazzling gold, which made him look very brave and mighty, and his breath was awe-inspiring.

From a distance, Zangjie and the puppet looked like two giants, one huge and the other slightly smaller, but both had a kind of aura of destroying the world, with spiritual pressure covering the world and rebelling against the sky.

Xumi Yu Mo!

At this time, Tan Tai Bu Po also took a step forward, and as his figure flashed, gray-blue evil demonic energy gushed out from his body, lingering around his body, and then suddenly condensed behind him, turning into a size of dozens of feet, forming a crystal demon god.

The huge demon god, which seemed to be carved from blue crystal, cracked at the center of his eyebrows, and shot out a brilliant and fierce beam of light, covering Tan Tai Bu Po and connecting it to his brain.

The Xumi Yu Mo magical power displayed by the Lianxu period is no longer at the level of great magical power, but at the level of great Dao magic. This demon god is becoming more and more lifelike, with horns on his head, snow-white and sharp teeth in his mouth, and a ferocious but majestic face, with knotted muscles and full of explosive power against the sky.

"Kill!"

Qing Ming Immortal Venerable shouted in shock, his figure flashed, his huge body, unexpectedly, did not feel any sluggishness, every movement was very smooth and natural, the spiritual pressure was overwhelming.

"Kill!"

Zang Jie looked calm as water, his face was compassionate, but his whole body was full of murderous aura, and a thousand feet of golden light erupted from his back. He pinched a seal with one hand, and the sun, moon, and stars rotated between his palms and fingers. The light flashed and it seemed as if the sun was destroyed and the stars were sinking. The universe was in his hand, and the seal was overwhelming, and it was stamped forward.

Tan Tai Bu Po controlled the blue crystal-like body of the demon god, and spread his wings. The void collapsed immediately, the chaotic storm was rampant, and the huge body of the demon god burst out with a blazing blue light and rushed forward.

A war broke out, and the world was shaking and shaking violently. The rocks collapsed, the sky was broken, the ground below was cracked, and the mountains were like brilliant fireworks.

The three most powerful beings were fighting in chaos. The scene was too terrible. A Buddha from the Demon Buddha Sect in Feitian Main City hurriedly used the authority granted by Zangjie to control Feitian Main City to fly far away from here, but his eyes were glued to the battlefield and could not move away, with a look of shock on his face.

"Qingming Prison Hand!"

Just as the battle began, Qingming Immortal Venerable used his signature trick, holding his puppet palm high, and the whole palm became green and bright. All the myriad things appeared in his hand, and endless light and shadow appeared on his palm, like layers of hell, with thousands of ghosts and demons roaring and roaring, and wanting to destroy the entire universe.

Buzz!

The void trembled violently. This supreme magical power of the immortal world has not been truly displayed yet, and the void has been shattered, and all the ways have surrendered and trembled.

Tantai Bupo and Zangjie were also surprised, and they all secretly thought that the magical power of the immortal way was indeed extraordinary.

However, the two were not afraid of Qingming Immortal Venerable. After all, the latter was in a desperate situation. The Qingming Prison Hand was weakened countless times and was not necessarily much stronger than the Dao magic.

"The swastika origin seal."

Zang Jie's eyes flashed with brilliance, as bright as two fairy lamps, with golden light surging. He pinched a strange and terrifying seal, and his Buddha power surged. As soon as he sacrificed it, the power had not yet exploded, and he had already crushed and destroyed the void.

The two collided with each other, and the huge palms and seals collided violently. Neither of them was willing to be outdone.

In just a moment, the wind and clouds seemed to solidify, the sky and the earth lost their color, and the projection of the divine sun in the nine heavens seemed to be manifested and fell down. The light was too bright and captivating. Every ray of light penetrated the void and melted the sky and the earth.

Boom!

The void shook violently like a tattered scroll, and then collapsed repeatedly. A destructive chaotic storm rolled out. Just a few wisps of breath spread out, and several peaks collapsed and rocks flew through the air.

At this time, Tan Tai Bu Po also took action. His huge body, as big as a mountain, surged with destructive power. He clenched his fists, and his wings vibrated, turning into a vague and traceless afterimage, passing through the void like a fleeting light, and in an instant he came to the front of Qingming Immortal Venerable.

Bang bang bang...

Dozens and hundreds of punches were thrown in succession, each of which could penetrate the giant mountain and crack the earth for thousands of miles. At this time, they were continuously blasted at an extremely fast speed, and the destructive power was amazing.

Qingming Immortal Venerable Puppet crossed his arms and resisted forcefully. His body kept shaking, and the void behind him kept breaking and exploding in a series of explosions, unable to withstand such terrible power.

"Suppress them!"

Qingming Immortal Venerable's eyes were cold and icy, like the eternal black ice, and his hands once again shone with a dark green light full of demonic energy.

It was too aggrieved. Not only was he hunted by these ants in the lower realm, but he was suppressed when he fought back. If he didn't kill these two people and extract their souls and refine their spirits, how could he relieve the hatred in his heart?

The light of "Qingming Prison Suppressing Hand" was dark and gloomy, like the manifestation of the will of the Nine Heavens Avenue. The veins on his palms were natural, and even more transcendent, attracting the power of heaven to descend and bless him. The green light was strong, and with one palm strike, the sky and the universe were all destroyed.

Boom!

Tan Tai Bu Po gritted his teeth and fought back with the magic of the devil, but he was weaker and was knocked back. The body of the devil was cracked, and the dark void behind him collapsed with a bang. Where the green light shone, the void was completely destroyed, and the strong wind swept the fields.

Puff!

Tan Tai Bu Po opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, which flashed with tiny blue stars. His face was full of horror. He looked back and couldn't help but be stunned.

Behind him, the billions of miles of range within his sight, whether in the sky, under the ground, in the sea, all turned into darkness, deep and boundless, with chaotic storms roaring. He felt like he was trapped in the eternal void. Looking around, he was the only one left.

"Death struggle."

Zang Jie snorted coldly.

The next moment, his entire body suddenly burst into boundless golden light, holy and brilliant, misty and radiant, auspicious air rose up, and then hung down like a divine waterfall, turning into auspicious clouds, evolving into blue and white fairy lotuses, the grand and majestic Zen chanting resounded through every inch of space, and the sound of scriptures swept the world.

Crack!

In the brilliant and holy golden light, arcs of lightning emerged, dense and incomparable, crisscrossing, twisted like snakes, dancing wildly, lingering around his tall and burly body, like the Thunder God of the fairy world descending to the world, with an extraordinary temperament, a surging breath of destruction, and a peaceful and domineering aura.

Whoosh!

Zangjie moved, his figure flashed by like a swift lightning, and between the flashes, a palm slowly slapped out, not fast or slow, but it seemed that the entire sky and the entire galaxy fell down, and the light of the laws on it intertwined, heavy beyond imagination.

"Demon Suppression God!"

The eyes of Qingming Immortal Venerable were full of divine light. He suddenly shouted and used all his strength to activate his magical powers. When his palm pushed, the strong wind rolled, like ghosts crying and gods howling, as if there were billions of demons and ghosts howling and roaring, but they were completely unable to resist. They were suppressed by a palm, and the Eight Hundred Hells were calm!

Boom!

The void was shattered, and the boundless golden and green light intertwined and annihilated. The laws were like the sea, and the rules were like waterfalls. They surged, and all spirits were destroyed, shaking the power of the universe and the nine heavens and ten worlds.

The billions of feet of divine light gushed out, and it was like a huge sun exploded here, with raging flames, and endless thunders bursting out at the same time, exploding with thunder and thunder.

"Puff!"

Zangjie was injured, the mana in his body reversed, and his vitality rushed back. His face flushed, but the light in his eyes became more and more brilliant.

Opposite him, the puppet of Qingming Immortal Venerable also broke apart, like a fine porcelain, full of cracks, looking somewhat miserable, and the blood in his pupils also weakened a lot.

"Damn it."

Qingming Immortal Venerable's face was ferocious, and he was full of hatred.

It was really like a dragon swimming in shallow water being played by shrimps, and a tiger falling into the plain being bullied by dogs. He, the dignified Qingming Immortal Venerable, now suffered such a big loss in this lower world. You know, in the fairy world, he even killed the Immortal Venerable, and the Immortal King was just a servant.

However, Qingming Immortal Venerable was not an impulsive person. When he realized that the puppet had little spiritual power left, his face changed again and again. Without hesitation, he turned around and fled again.

"Can you escape?"

Zang Jie sneered, and the Merit Immortal Thunder lingered on the surface of his body. The speed was extremely fast. He chased after it quickly and intercepted it. He slapped it with one palm, and the puppet of Qingming Immortal Venerable was flipped out. The puppet's body made a sharp cracking sound.

Whoosh!

Zang Jie flashed again, came to the direction where the puppet was flying backwards and intercepted it again. He kicked out like a whip, with such force that he could break a demon mountain and knocked the puppet out again.

Under the second heavy blow, the puppet was already unable to hold on, and many parts made of precious materials were broken and flew out, scattered in the sky.

"Fall!"

There was a crackling sound in Zang Jie's palm, and a brilliant and dazzling, unparalleled merit and immortal thunder ball was condensed. He held it in his hand and slammed it hard on the Qingming Immortal Puppet.

Boom!

Billions of thunders erupted, accompanied by the sound of Zen chanting, the sound of chanting, and the rain of light flying all over the sky, filling the sea of ​​thunder.

"We will meet again. The next time we fight, I will kill you!"

The cold voice of Qingming Immortal was full of murderous intent, leaving a cruel word.

Zang Jie looked at him coldly without saying a word. The next moment, Qing Ming Immortal Venerable's clone and puppet were blown into dust by the boundless and brilliant Merit Immortal Thunder and completely perished.

"These Immortal Venerables are so difficult to deal with and so hard to kill after they are prepared."

Tan Tai Bu Po's eyes were solemn.

"It's difficult, but there's nothing we can do. After all, they are Immortal Venerables. It's more than enough to prepare some 'small things'. Although they are difficult, they are all within the range of handling. We just need to delay time. I just don't know what Ye Mo can do and what he will do in the end. These guys... are not easy to deal with."

Zang Jie took a deep breath, calmed down for a moment, suppressed the minor injuries in his body, and shook his head helplessly.